Genie - Modern Amazon
By Muscle Fan, covert.1@hotmail.com



The next day, Beth's body was found at the bottom of the stairs at the east
end of our cell block. It appeared that she had fallen down the stairs.
Quietly I whispered, 'thanks, warden.'

Several weeks went by and apparently no one but the Aryan Sisterhood missed
Beth. They were the only ones that Geri had heard were still upset by the
death.

One morning, we lined up and went to breakfast, then lined up again for a
march to our work assignements. I kissed Geri good-bye and joined the rest of
the inmates heading to the machine shop. We were responsible for maintaining
anything that was mechanical or a tool that 'the facility' owned. Geri went to
the prison library where she acted as the librarian and computer supervisor.
This was a 'plum' assignment that anyone would kill for.

I went about my work of repairing some hand tools. Because of budget cutbacks,
we were told, we needed to repair broken tools rather than buy new ones. I was
about 3-hours into my shift, and was looking forward to seeing Geri at lunch.
We generally ate together. A CO approached me, 'Brown, you need to come with
me now.' I sat aside what I was doing and followed behind. He led me to the
infirmiry where I found Geri in serious condition with a stab wound to the
lower torso. Apparently someone had gone into the library and shanked her. A
shank is a homemade knife, sharpened toothbrush, or similar item that can be
used to stab a fellow inmate.

'Who did this to you, Geri,' I asked. Through heavy lids she said, 'Linda,
Linda Blake, another one of the Aryan crew.' 'OK, thanks, honey, I'll see what
I can do,' I said.

I told the guard that I needed to see the warden, and apparently she had left
word that if a situation involved me, she could be disturbed. The guard spoke
into his radio and I heard them say, 'bring her up,' so we went to the
administrative wing of the prison. I was told the warden was in a meeting so I
waited, all the while eyeing Marlene. She stood up, turning to look in a file
drawer and showing me a nice round ass and some well defined calves, thanks in
part because of the 4-inch stillettos she had on. Today Marlene not only had
on the stillettos, but also a nice satin blouse and straight-line skirt that
ended several inches above the knees. I remembered when I use to wear clothes
like that and drive the men and most women mad with desire.

Warden Cunningham returned and breezed through the office door and told me to
follow her. I did and she shut the door behind me. 'How's Stuart,' she asked.
'She'll pull through, she's a tough little cookie,' I said, 'but I came here
to tell you who did it,' I said, 'It was a Linda Blake. I don't know her, but
she's another Aryan Sisterhood groupy.' 'Listen,' the warden said, 'this has
gone on long enough. I know Geri wouldn't say anything to me or one of the
guards, so thank you for coming in to let me know who did this. What do you
think needs to be done?' 'Personally, I'd like to have an hour "alone time"
with Linda, but that's up to you,' I said. 'I can get you 30-minutes, is that
good enough?' the warden said. 'Sure, I'll work fast, I just won't be able to
enjoy it as much as I would like, taking my time,' I said and smiled at the
thought, 'how far can I go?' 'You can do whatever you want,' she said, 'I've
got an idea about disposing of the problem.' 'Good,' I said, 'excellent, I
knew we'd make an excellent team. Do you have time for some one-on-one right
now?' 'Genie, as much as I'd love to,' she said, 'I don't have time now, but
Marlene does.' 'What,' I said; I didn't think I heard her right. 'I said
Marlene does, she's expressed an interest in you and told me that you've had
an eye on her as well,' the warden said and now it was her turn to smile.

The warden opened the inneroffice door and said, 'Marlene, can you come in
here a minute, and bring your book.' 'Yes, warden,' she said and came in
carrying a steno pad.

'I'll be down the hall, Marlene, you may use my back room, I'll be back in
twenty minutes, so be quick. I'm sorry, that's all the time I can give you
now,' Warden Cunningham said and then left. The guard was seated in the
waiting room leafing through a magazine. 'This way,' Marlene said, and led me
into a back room in which was a bed, shower, closet, toilet, dresser and TV.
This was where the warden slept if she needed to stay overnight.

I unzipped my jumpsuit and let it fall to the floor. Marlene was still
unbuttoning her blouse when she saw me naked. 'Oh my God,' she said, 'you have
the hardest body I've ever seen.' I smiled and pumped my trapizius muscles,
then put my hand on my ass and thrust my pussy towards her, 'eat me, Marlene,
service my clit,' I said. She couldn't finish undressing, so fell to her knees
and tongued me. Her hands roamed freely over my thighs, tracing the outline of
the scar where that bitch Tanya had bitten me, narrowly missing an artery,
before I killed her. It felt marvelous to have Marlene's fingers play over my
muscles and her tongue and lips on my clit.

'Marlene,' I said, 'I can't hold back any longer, you're going to make me
climax. I want you to take all of me, do you understand?' She shook her head
yes and I let my juices flow. I thought I would never stop, the feeling was
ecstasy. She slurped every drop, and then I put a hand under her chin and
stood her up and kissed her tasting my own juices on her lips. 'Thank you,
mistress,' she said. 'Thank you, Marlene, I wish we had more time together,' I
said. 'Perhaps we will,' she said.

There was a soft knock on the door and the warden came in. Marlene was
straightening up her dress and blouse and flattening out her hair. Judy looked
at me and said, 'did you like that?' 'Yes, although it was too quick,' I said.
'I know, maybe there will be more time later, but right now you have an
appointment with Linda,' the warden said. She told me where I could find Linda
Blake and had instructed her most trustworthy aide to escort me and make sure
I wasn't disturbed for a half-hour.

Linda, as it turned out, was in one of the fields used for raising crops. She
was using a hoe to loosen the soil and pluck out weeds. She had her back to me
as I approached, but saw my shadow and turned quickly. 'You cunt!' she yelled
and swung the hoe. I caught it in my left hand and wrestled it away from her
with my one arm and tossed it aside. I wouldn't need it. 'This was going to be
fun,' I thought, Linda is a wimp.

I picked her up and carried her under my arm and into one of the outbuildings
that we used for gardening equipment and potting soil. As I was carrying her
she was yelling all the way to building. Spotting a rag, I wadded it and
stuffed it in her mouth. I sat her on a stack of potting soil bags. Her eyes
went wide as I unzipped my jumpsuit and stepped out of it, flexing my muscles.
It felt good in the cool air of the shed. 'First, Linda, let me tell you that
you made this personal for me,' I said, 'Geri is going to be all right and if
what you did was to send a message, you failed miserably.' She began to cry.

I grasped the lapels of her jumpsuit and ripped it apart. Linda like her
counterparts was heavily tattooed with swastikas, iron crosses, SS logos and
other neo-Nazi insignias. She had the traditional 'white power' tattooed on
the back of her neck.

'Watch this, Linda,' I said and took a shovel and broke the handle in half as
if it were a twig. 'Did you like that?' She nodded yes. 'I thought you might,
but watch this, I'm really feeling turned on now,' I said and inserted the
rounded end of the shovel handle in my vagina. My muscles constricted and I
began taking the wooden shaft in and out, faster and faster. 'Have you ever
seen anything like this, Linda? I have fantastic muscle control.' No, she
nodded, eyes riveted to my pussy. I climaxed and said, 'Alright, enough about
me, what about you,' and withdrew the wooden dildo and thrust it in her
vagina. She wreathed with pain. 'Oh, what's the matter, Linda, does that
hurt,' I asked as I ran the shaft in and out. A trickle of blood began to seep
from her vagina. I threw the handle aside.

'Time for a workout, a little "bag" work,' I said. 'I loved to do this in the
gym,' I told her. Her eyes looked glassy, and then I hit her with my right,
breaking ribs. Then the left, then the right, left, right, left. Her torso was
a mass of purple. She was now hemoraging internally. I hit her left cheek,
smashing it, then the right with my left fist. 'I just love to do bag work,' I
said to her. She was still in a seated position, but would fall over shortly.

I knocked her on the floor, and then lifted her head by her hair much as I had
that crazy bitch in the shower and place her face against my pussy. As I was
constricting my mighty thigh muscles, the shed door opened slowly and the
guard looked in. He stood mesmerized. 'Come on in, Dennis,' I said matter of
factly, 'I'm just about done here,' and smiled. There was the crack of me
dislocating her jaw and then the cheek bones gave way. 'Have you ever seen
such an awesome display of power, Dennis?' I asked and he managed to sake his
head he was so riveted on what I was doing.

I let her head go and her body dropped with a thud. 'Get that towel, Dennis
and clean my pussy,' I said. He did, and as he cleaned me, I moaned at his
touch. 'It's been a while since I've had a man, Dennis, and you've never had a
woman like me. Would you like to fuck me Dennis,' I asked. 'Oh, yes,' he said
and unbuckled his belt and then unzipped his pants.

'I need to take it easy on this guy,' I thought, and helped guide his cock to
my vagina. I was tempted to let my muscles milk the guy dry, but instead
allowed him to do the work. He climaxed after 5-minutes. 'How was that,
Dennis,' I asked, 'Was it as good for you as it was for me?' That was a lie as
it wasn't good for me, but I didn't want to let him know that. 'That was
fantastic, Genie,' he said. I grabbed his bicep and gave a hint of a squeeze
and told him, 'you'll call me mistress when we're alone Dennis. Now get on
your knees and clean that cum out of my pussy.' 'Yes, mistress,' he said.
'That's a good boy,' I said.

'OK, Dennis, I'm done here, but zip up your pants and clean yourself up,' I
said and then his radio crackled to life. It was the warden asking his
whereabouts and status of his assignment. 'North fields garden shed secure,
ma'am,' he said in the two-way radio, 'on my way back with Brown.' 'Copy that
unit four, base over,' the warden said. 'OK, let's get out of here,' I said,
'what are you suppose to do about that,' I asked indicating Linda's body.
'That's for the "clean-up" crew to handle,' he said and we left, securing the
lock on the door.

After taking care of Linda, neither Geri nor I had any trouble with the Aryan
Sisterhood again. Geri spent the next three days in the infirmary, resting and
allowing her wounds to heal.

Once Geri and I were back together, we settled into our routine. That is until
the warden summoned me again. I was becoming her "go to" girl for fixing
things or people that needed fixing, and I loved it.

To be continued ...