Megan's Mistake

Chapter 5

Megan wakes up on the cold floor of the warden's office naked and in shackles. She struggles to get to her knees. Somehow, through the hazy fog in her head, she can tell that she has been cleaned up. All of the gel that covered her tits and pussy has been rinsed away. She touches herself for the first time, providing relief to her aching cunt. She can only begin to guess when she will be allowed to enjoy that luxury again. How, she wonders could this be allowed to go on in the American judicial system? After a few minutes a door opens and the warden walks in. Megan tries to scurry away. This only amuses Maria.

"It doesn't always have to be this way if you obey my rules Megan, I don't like to do those types of things to any girl here", she lies. The warden helps her to her feet and Megan is able to take only baby steps, as much as the chains will allow, over to a heavy closet door. Inside are a wide variety of what Megan is told are chastity belts. A vast assortment of leather and steel apparatuses are on display, each designed to protect a girl's most intimate treasures.

"Perhaps yesterday's incident was my fault." The warden begins. "If I had had one of these installed on you upon your arrival then none of this would have happened. But in retrospect I think you will become a better prisoner for having gone through it." Megan is disgusted by the twisted logic but wisely keeps her mouth shut. She is ordered to choose one of the uncomfortable looking things from the closet. This device, she is told, will remain on her indefinitely. She is assured that it is for her protection only. None look the least bit appealing but she finally selects one that appears to offer the most comfort. The warden nods approvingly. She takes the device and orders Megan to stand up. Walking behind Megan she grabs the belt in one hand and with the other gently caresses Megan's sore cunt. The girl is too scared to pull away as the warden's palm lingers there for an unnecessarily long moment.

"You know Megan, when you learn to obey the rules this doesn't have to be such a bad place". Maria gently extends a finger into Megan's silky soft recesses; the girl straddles it for a moment before Maria pulls away.

"My dear, you are going to be here for eight years. I want us to be friends, don't you?" Megan doesn't answer. "Somehow I don't think you are going to make early parole, since I am on the parole board. I suggest you get used to the idea of other women being in complete control of your body because that is the way it is going to be as long as you are inside these walls!" Megan shudders at the thought as the warden locks the device snuggly in place and puts the key on her necklace, which hangs nicely between her impressive bosom.

"I have one other thing that I want you to wear Megan, come over here", the warden commands. On her desk is a thick leather slave collar with multiple steel loops attached. "Like every girl in this facility, you will be required to wear this at ALL times. It will not be removed until you are released, this includes, bathing, sleeping, etc."

Megan gulps at yet another indignity thrust on her. Maria grabs the collar and orders Megan to her knees. She bends the girls' head slightly forward and gently brushes her long blond hair away from her neck. She reaches around the front of Megan and slides the collar in front and then cinches it snugly around her neck. Megan hears the unwelcome sound of a "click" as the collar is now permanently fastened into place with a tiny lock. A she is brought to her feet, Megan sees the key placed onto a rack behind the warden's desk, along with so many others.

"Before you are taken back to your cell, there is one more thing I would like for you to see. Please come here". Megan obediently follows the warden into an adjoining room. Inside is a well-appointed bedroom. An inviting looking four-post bed sits in the middle with luxurious linens and soft cushy pillows. The walls are paneled in dark wood and soft lighting abounds. The door shuts automatically behind her.

"In this room, my dear, is where you will be given the opportunity to help make life here a lot easier for yourself." Megan can only imagine what that means. "Many girls in this prison have eased the burdens of their sentence by performing well in here. Hopefully you understand my meaning"?

The warden motions for Megan to come join her in the middle of the bed. The girl reluctantly complies. Once on the bed, the warden gently eases Megan onto her back and places her head down onto one of the soft pillows. She can sense the apprehension of the pretty young girl. After so much pain the last few days, the warden could hardly blame her for being frightened. Now is the time she must show some compassion.

Megan knows what is about to come and she can do nothing about it. She is going to have her first lesbian experience.

The warden steps off the bed and extends Megan's right arm above her head. There a leather cuff awaits her wrist. The procedure is repeated with her left hand. "It will take some time, perhaps a few months, before you will be allowed onto this bed and not have to be restrained. There are times when it will take tremendous discipline on your part to accept what goes on in here with fighting back. And now I know that you are not ready for that."

Maria moves down to the other side of the bed and secures Megan's ankles into place with the posts in the other two corners. The girl is now spread eagle on the bed and completely tied down.

"I have another surprise for you my dear. There is someone I would like to introduce to you". Megan's crane's her neck to her right as the Warden opens a door to her chamber. Slowly a young girl emerges from the shadows. She is wearing a cheerleading outfit from her high school! No it can't be, but it is, her archrival from high school! The girl who put her into this awful mess, Tiffany Heartstone!!!

"Hello Megan, how are you?" Tiffany inquires as she saunters over to Megan, enjoying the Warden's handiwork.

"How can this be? What are you doing here?" A stunned Megan asks.

"You seem to have forgotten, my mother is a powerful person in this state, very powerful as you can see."

Tiffany begins to run her hand slowly up Megan's thigh.

"Please help me get out of here, I didn't do anything" Megan begs.

"Why would I help you get out when I am the one who put you here? Tiffany and Maria share a laugh while Megan stares on in disbelief.

The last few months were all coming back in a blur, it's all starting to make sense now. Tiffany framed her for refusing her repeated advances. Megan always suspected it, even more so when the little bitch winked at her in the squad car. But now hearing it from the source sent her into a near total shock. Time seemed to freeze momentarily and she barely even noticed that Tiffany was taking advantage of Megan's tightly restrained body. What was denied to her months ago was now nicely available.

She caressed Megan's tender skin and ventured underneath her prison shirt to fell her firm, ripe melons. She squeezes Megan's tender nipples, which help jar the girl out of her stunned state.

Tiffany's hands venture slowly south, to the chastity belt. She looks at the warden, who nods and takes off her necklace with the all-important key, and hands it to Tiffany. Before exiting the room, she opens a pair of large wooden closet doors. Inside are a dungeon Master's dreams. Every sort of bondage and torture device imaginable are inside. Megan felt another lump in her throat as she sees Tiffany give her another sinister little smile.

"Yes we are going to have fun tonight, you little bitch".

Megan tries to squirm away, but the warden, as she is beginning to find out, did a superb job of securing her.

Tiffany walks over to the closet, and admires some rather large strap-on dildos. "Plenty of time for those later."

She grabs some small plastic items and returns to the bed. Once there she roughly tears open Megan's orange shirt, revealing her beautiful tits. Tiffany licks her lips and dives right in, locking her mouth on Megan's right boob. She sucks it for a minute and then pulls away hard with her teeth. Now rock hard, Tiffany attaches a clamp to the nipple, twisting it tighter and tighter. Megan almost screams, but holds off as Tiffany sucks away on the left tit. Moments later the left clamp is in place.

"All I ever wanted Megan was you. From the day I first saw you in the locker room I loved you and wanted to be with you. But all you did was turn your back on me. Now you have left me with no choice but to take what you would not give me."

"I have had you put in this awful place for eight fucking years, and there is nothing anyone can do about it. All that I can do is tell the Warden that you were good to me and for her to go easy on you."

Megan looks over at her erstwhile ex-teammate. Their eyes meet briefly as she looks down at her throbbing tits, hoping that Tiffany would remove the painful clamps. Tiffany ignores the obvious insinuation. Next she carefully raises up her skirt revealing her white cotton panties. Slowly she inches them down, past her knees and ultimately to the floor.

"There is something that I want you to do for me, something I have wanted for a very long time." She climbs up on the bed and carefully plants herself on top of Megan's chest, putting added weight onto her throbbing tits. Tiffany again raises her skirt to give Megan a clear view of her neatly trimmed cunt. Slowly she inches her knees forward, placing her now steaming gash directly over Megan's unwanting mouth.

"You know what you have to do, don't you?"

Tiffany glances down at Megan's baby doe eyes, now welling with tears. The spoiled little bitch could hardly contain herself. Nearly a year after being humiliated in the girl's locker room, months of sitting through a long difficult trial, and now it has come to this. Her dream of having Megan orally pleasure her is now about to be realized. At long last Tiffany could feel Megan's tongue slowly, and reluctantly, extend into her wetness. The pleasure became more and more intense as Megan's tongue probed deeper and deeper into Tiffany's sopping snatch. Finally it happens, the most tremendous orgasm of Tiffany's life cascades over her body, bringing relief to her and an instant justification for everything that she has done to Megan.

Tiffany rolls off of Megan's chest and lies next to her former classmate. She looks over at the tender, cum soaked face of her former classmate and gives her a gentle kiss on the lips, tasting her own juices before abruptly pulling away.

"You can expect me in here once a week, and if you're good, maybe I won't have to have you chained down."

Megan, still shocked, waits for Tiffany to release her and remove the clamps. But she would have to wait a long time. The Bitch left the room, and turned out the lights, leaving Megan to reflect back on everything she would have done differently that one fateful day in the locker room so many months ago.

THE END