Previously on Prison Pet
Part 1: Erica is sentenced to 18 months in a women's penitentiary. She is initiated into the ways of submission and lesbianism by the inmate leader Roxie. Roxie sees something attractive in Erica and seeks to make Erica her own. Roxie convinces Erica to agree to be her slave for the next five days.
Part 2: The first day of Erica's training. Roxie tests Erica in the shower to ensure that Erica will actually follow all of Roxie's commands. Erica spends her first night of training with Roxie's friend, Trina. Trina specializes in bondage, spanking, and female ejaculation.
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In the shower the next morning Roxie didn't ask or mention anything about what had transpired during the night before between Trina and Erica. When Roxie first saw Erica in the morning, she gave Erica a kiss on the lips and sniffed Erica's face. She could clearly smell Trina's fluids on Erica's face and hair. When they reached the shower Roxie insisted on Erica washing her. Erica ran the soap up and down Roxie's body and rubbed the lather in all of Roxie's crevices. Erica paid special attention to the underside of Roxie's bosom as she hefted Roxie's large breasts. "Now pet, you need to make sure all of me is nice and clean. Especially the dirty bits." Erica took the bar of soap and began rubbing Roxie's pussy with it. Roxie let out a moan and Erica took one of her soapy hands and rubbed it up and down Roxie's asscrack, lightly brushing Roxie's rosebud with her fingertip as she did so. Roxie stared at Erica with a look of lust and said, "I think you need to be cleaned as well pet." Roxie winked at Erica and said, "It sounds like you are even dirtier than I am, after all."
Erica handed Roxie the bar of soap and Roxie rubbed it between her hands. Once Roxie's hands were properly lathered she began rubbing her hands all over Erica's body. Roxie strode behind Erica and put her arms around Erica's front to heft and squeeze Erica's breasts. Erica's breasts were quite large proportionally in comparison to her tall and skinny frame and Roxie seemed to relish squeezing them. Whenever a guy had felt Erica's breasts it had seemed purely for his pleasure. Roxie seemed to make Erica's tits feel as pleasurable as possible by rubbing and squeezing and pinching. Roxie took her hands and rubbed Erica's back, thighs, ass and feet with them. Roxie pulled Erica close to her so that Erica could feel Roxie's breasts on her back. Erica felt Roxie's warmth on her back and pushed her ass back until she felt Roxie's moistening pussy touching her backside.. Roxie took one hand and started lightly squeezing Erica's throat while her other hand rubbed Erica's pussy furiously. Roxie was grinding her genitals against Erica's back as Roxie massaged Erica's clitoris. After a minute of this, Erica's legs began to give out as she felt her orgasm approaching. Roxie stopped rubbing her and held her up. Erica groaned but Roxie tsked at her and said, "Not yet, pet."
Erica looked around the shower and noticed all the women were transfixed by Erica and Roxie's display. Not all of them seemed to be enjoying it however. Blair and Tammy in particular looked like sourpusses. For what it's worth, Trina seemed to be offering encouragement, yelling "Roxie, you lucky bitch. I would love to own that pussy!"
Roxie held Erica close and whispered into her ear, "Are you still mine, pet. Even after last night?"
Erica replied, "I won't lie Mistress, I loved the taste of Trina's pussy. But I am still all yours. I live to please you."
Roxie moaned and pulled Erica closer to her so that their bountiful breasts mashed together. They opened their mouths and kissed with their tongues while the hot water poured over them. With Roxie in her arms, Erica felt at peace.
At dinner that evening, Erica was walking while holding her food tray to sit next to Roxie when Tammy bumped into her. Tammy asked, "What the fuck do you think you are doing? One day you couldn't stand the sight of Roxie but the next you are letting her piss in your mouth?"
"There are things you just don't understand, Tammy." Erica replied. She did not want to mention any of the details about the deal she had made with Roxie.
"You are just a fad you know right? She will move on again before too long. Pretty soon you will just be another neglected toy."
Erica couldn't help answering, "You mean like you are?"
"Fuck you! Count me glad I don't have to lick the pussy of that fatass any more. I guess you don't have a problem with being a little lesbian slut. Go ahead, that just means I won't have to be one any more!"
Erica suddenly became enraged. Tammy could talk shit about her, but there was no way she was going to insult Erica's Mistress in front of her. Erica stepped forward closer to Tammy. Tammy seemed to realize that she had just pissed off someone bigger and stronger than she was. "Just leave me the fuck alone from now on," Tammy yelled as she stormed off. Erica looked over and saw Roxie sitting at the table looking at her. She had obviously seen, but not heard the entire confrontation. Erica sat next to Roxie and tried to eat and converse with the other women sitting next to her, but inside she was seething. She wanted to make that little bitch pay for her insult.
As they walked back to their cells, Erica and Roxie were holding hands as had become their habit. When it came to separate, Roxie gave Erica a quick kiss on the mouth. Roxie said, "I have a feeling that your night with Avette is going to be very... educational. Try to enjoy it."
Erica walked to Avette's quarters in cell 18F, having no idea what to expect. Avette was a bit of a legend in this jail. Avette was originally from Quebec, and her accent still sounded French-Canadian. The pretext for Avette's imprisonment was rather tragic. Avette and her lesbian lover had plotted to murder the lover's abusive husband. But the murder had been botched and the husband managed to strangle his wife before Avette finally stabbed him to death. The prosecutor had somehow been able to charge Avette with both murders claiming she seduced and coerced her friend. Avette she was now in the middle of serving a life sentence. It had already been fifteen years since her incarceration, and Avette was a middle-aged woman in her early 40s. While she was a member of Roxie's gang (Roxie had been in jail four years already and quickly rose to the top of the prisoner hierarchy) Avette was considered almost separate and just as influential a person ias Roxie was.
Years of hard living had still not dampened Avette's beauty. She was still a lovely looking brunette, although she had lines of age beginning to form on her face. Roxie and Trina were about the same age as Erica with all being in their late 20s. This was the first woman that Erica would be with that actually felt older. Erica walked into Avette's cell and the guard closed the barred doors and walked away. Apparently they had received orders not to interfere with whatever was taking place in this cell.
"Welcome to my humble abode," Avette said, spreading her arms open wide. Erica wasn't sure if it was the accent, but Avette words sounded very sensual. "Make yourself comfortable." Erica sat down on the cot across from Avette. Unlike Trina, Avette had decided to retain her clothing at the start of the evening. Avette had long, brunette hair and sensuous lips. Erica could see through Avette's shirt that she had a very large sized bosom. Erica was beginning to love large breasts like the one's that Roxie possessed.
Avette continued, "I have seen the way Roxie looks at you. I have never seen her so enamored with someone. And tonight I get to find out what makes you so special." Avette clicked her tongue and brought her finger to her mouth.
"Avette, may I have permission to ask you any questions?"
"You may ask me whatever you wish, dear."
"What should I call you?"
"Hmmmm, yes. This evening you may call me Madame or Mademoiselle."
"What are you going to be teaching me tonight, Madame?"