Few things turned Vera on like a big, good looking woman, cowed and beaten, looking at her with  terror stricken eyes, eyes wordlessly pleading for mercy. She grabbed Edith in a different kind of grip.

Fondling the frightened Warden's enormous right breast, Vera pulled Edith's mouth close to her own. Trembling in terror, Edith didn't dare resist.

Edith was appalled! Even if she was involuntarily turned on by being beat up, and even if she was too scared to fight back, the thought of another woman kissing her mouth absolutely revolted her.  She pressed her lips firmly together in passive resistance.

Vera didn't like passive resistance. She didn't like it, at all!  She demanded whole hearted capitulation from her 'bitches' and knew how to get it. She slid her left hand down and possessively grabbed Edith's big, meaty behind, and clawed the buttock painfully, her sharp nails digging deeply and excruciatingly into the firm muscular flesh.

When the helpless Warden's mouth opened in a squeal of pain, Vera forced her tongue between her parted lips.

Wriggling at the pain in her buttock, the forceful kiss took Edith's breath away.  As Vera's tongue boldly explored her mouth, Edith grew light headed. She shivered apprehensively, her heart pounding. Vera felt Edith's ripely rounded buttock twitch restlessly in her hand. Gasping breathlessly, Edith's lips fluttered all the way open. In moments, she ceased to avoid Vera's compelling tongue, and tentatively met it with her own.

Edith's body went limp in Vera's arms. Feeling resistance melt, Vera climbed all over the compliant Warden, pushing her down on the floor as she tongued her open, panting mouth.

Submissively pinned to the floor, Edith clasped both arms about Vera and pulled her tightly against her bosom, moaning and trembling violently in excitement.  Feeling Vera's body glued to her own masterfully riding her, feverishly inflamed her tumultuous emotions, and she breathlessly returned the convict's dominant kiss.

With a throaty moan of primitive, uncontrollable passion, Edith exploded in orgasmic surrender to 'Miss Vera.'

As Vera stood up, Edith covered her face and sobbed in shame at her terrible mortifying surrender to that one forceful kiss.

"Okay, you bimbo, you can do ME, now!"  Vera snapped, rubbing her own excited pussy.

Edith, hardly unaware of the things that went on in a woman's prison, knew all too well what Vera expected. The vicious convict expected  her 'bitch' to service her, now.  Edith gulped in despair. All that remained of her degrading lustful orgasm was her dreadful overpowering shame.  Though Vera's strong dominant kiss had driven her almost mad, the thought of being that near another woman's genitalia was altogether alarming and disgusting.

Edith gulped again, nearly gagging. How could she ever...how could she put her lips THERE.... Good God!...and her tongue?

The terrible pictures in her head almost made Edith vomit, but she looked up and saw the cruel threat in Vera's glance. If she lived to be a hundred, she'd never forget that cruel merciless beating. In its immediate aftermath, she was scared silly of the vicious hardened criminal. With a sob, she realized Vera had robbed her all self respect, of all courage to resist. She didn't dare refuse 'Miss Vera' anything, no matter how distasteful the thing she must do.

Edith rolled over and doggishly crawled to 'Miss Vera's' feet. She had a wild desperate, forlorn hope.  Maybe Vera would be satisfied if she just kissed her naked foot in homage. Hopelessly, Edith resigned herself to that odious demeaning task. With a sob she pressed her lips against Vera's foot. Vera liked that idea, but made it clear her feet were just the beginning of what was expected.

Though growing ever more impatient, Vera was enjoying the Warden's subservience, it was something every convict might dream of ,and she resolved to get the most out of it.

Distasteful as it was, it was far preferable to the alternative, and Edith prolonged the process as long as she could, but eventually she reached the awful juncture of Vera's thighs. Edith had still forlornly hoped the reluctant servile homage might be enough for the awful Vera, but her hesitant progress had the unforeseen, opposite effect of driving Vera absolutely wild, and the convict could wait no longer.

Gulping down a deep breath, and shutting her eyes tight, the frightened Warden gingerly touched her lips to Vera's pussy.

That long buildup had driven Vera wild.  "Put some feeling into it bitch, and some tongue!"  She snapped harshly, giving the Warden's hair another hard tug.

With a sob, Edith opened her mouth and gingerly kissed Vera's gaping, dripping pussy. At another painful tug on her hair, she extended her tongue.

She was the all powerful Warden of  Summerville, and yet she was crouching like a beaten slave at a convict's feet, her pride shattered. Disgusted reluctance became resignation. The hot musky smell of Vera's genitals filled Edith's nostrils; Vera's salty acrid cum drooled into her mouth. It was horrible, disgusting and so degrading, and yet...and yet...Edith was horrified to discover performing this servile service, perversely erotic.

As Edith slavishly ate the vicious convict's pussy, she grew more and more excited. With a guilty pang of shame, Edith knew she was close to cumming again, but she couldn't help herself, and unthinkingly stroked Vera's buttock.

Edith lost all control over herself. When she felt Vera's body stiffen and then tremble violently and heard her scream of passion, she came violently herself for the second time.

As Edith cowered submissively on the floor at the convict's feet, Vera thought: "Jesus! That was something' else!  She's better'n any my other bitches! Maybe breakin out ain't such a hot idea!  I only got a year t'go! I need some hold over this bitch though! Maybe she's my bitch this afternoon, but that ain't gonna last, 'less I get something to hold over her head!"

Vera had an idea. "Here, Bitch! Get up off the floor and sit down at that desk, there!"

The Warden stumbled to her feet, and obediently sat down at the small bedroom writing desk,   where lay pen and paper.

"Okay! Now you start writing! Write our everything that I did to you! Me beatin' the shit outta you. You gettin' off on it! Everything! Don't leave out nothing!"  Vera commanded.

"Wr-write it down?" Edith quavered.

"Yes, you stupid bitch! Write it down, in your own hand writing and words!"

"Oh God! What's she going to do with it?" Edith thought in terror. She must refuse!  For a moment Edith's back stiffened; she nervously clenched her fists. Until this afternoon, Edith was noted as a decisive, strong willed woman, exceptionally so! She took orders from no one, certainly not an inmate.

Edith's perspective had changed dramatically in such a little time. The terrible one-sided beating Vera inflicted was the first calamitous blow to pride and self esteem. Her terrified surrender had humbled her further. Then the shattering discovery of her own unsuspected weakness, her excruciating vulnerability to Vera's sexual domination completed Edith's devastation.  Her ordeal had emotionally paralyzed her, numbed her mind, and broken her will.

Hard as she tried, there was no way Edith could summon the courage to defy 'Miss Vera'. Edith's shoulders slumped in another defeat, as she sat down at the desk, and picked up the pen.

At a stern look from 'Miss Vera', Edith tearfully started to write. As the words flowed from the pen describing the terrible events of the afternoon, Edith's face flushed and she began to wriggle around in the chair. Retelling the story was exciting her anew.

"That dumb bitch is getttin' off, just writing about me beating the shit out of her!"  Vera thought  with satisfaction. "I'm not sure I even need insurance but best t'be on the safe side!'

"Hah hah! Y'r gettin' off just writing about it, ain'tcha, ya floozy?" Vera challenged when Edith had filled a number of pages.

Edith didn't answer, but another tear dropped on the paper.

When Edith finished the shameful narrative, Vera quickly read it.  Satisfied, she picked up two envelopes, one large the other small, from Edith's large store of stationery.

"Hah, hah! Havin' this writ on yr own personal stationery is a nice touch, dontcha think?" Vera chortled as she put Edith's confession in the smaller envelope, and sealed it. Then she wrote a short cover letter in her own hand, and put that and the smaller envelope in the larger one.

Vera addressed the large envelope to the mob attorney who'd defended her. "That shyster bitch ain't much of a mouthpiece, but she ought 'be able to handle this!" Vera thought.

Luckily for Vera, Edith had a large supply of postal stamps. Vera lavishly plastered on plenty of stamps, more than enough to insure delivery. After all she wasn't paying for them.

"Okay, now, Edith! Here's what yer gonna do next! Yer gonna call Captain Rivera an' tell her yer takin me t'that big dinner tonight!"

Once again, Edith's back stiffened, and once again her shoulders slumped in defeat a moment later. Almost sobbing, she quavered: "How c-can I take you there? What'll I say?"

"Tell 'em I'm a model convict ya brought along as a example of your success! I don't care; tell em anything ya want; tell 'em I'm YOUR DATE if ya wanta'; don't worry you'll think a somethin', if ya know what's good for ya!"  Vera snapped, pinching the trembling blonde woman's huge breast, and brandishing the frightening envelope.. "Yer the warden! Them screws'll do whatever ya tell 'em, right?"

"Y-yess I-I suppose so..." Sniffling nervously, Edith made the call. Oh this nightmare was becoming worse every minute!

"Now let's get dressed up fer the party!' Vera said excitedly. "I s'pose yer clothes'll be a little big on me, you bein' such a BIG COW, but they'll have to do!'

When Warden and convict were dressed, Vera said, excited by the thought of an adventure outside the prison, "Hey, this is gonna be fun! Let's go!"

As Edith drove past the prison gate, Vera snapped" "Ya can stop at that Post Office down the road there, so's I can mail my little insurance package!"

As Edith watched the envelope disappear through the mail slot, she gulped back a despairing sob, knowing her life had changed forever.