The Cell
Vampire  Julius_Elysiak@yahoo.com 
Female muscle action - behind bars


Tory was the only child of Josh and Nadine Stone. Both of them were successful
doctors with flourishing practices, due to which they had not been able to
devote as much time to Tory as was required. The result of this negligence was
evident in her report cards and the kind of company she kept.

By the age of twenty, Tory had become a stunning beauty. Her face was
strikingly beautiful with dazzling blue eyes. She was tall at 5'8 with a
sylphlike body. She turned faces wherever she went. But they say, beauty and
virtue rarely go hand in hand. Same was the case with Tory. Her body oozed
sexuality but her manners failed to do justice to such a gorgeous smasher.

'Hey mom! Where are you? Hurry up!' Tory shouted as she waited impatiently for
her mom. The car engine was running and they were getting late. Josh was
returning home from Quebec after attending a seminar and his plane was due to
land in thirty odd minutes.

'Oh Tory! Why didn't you tell me earlier that you wanted me to accompany you
to meet your Dad? I thought you were going alone. Now, it's going to take me
at least 15 minutes to get ready.'

'Oh for fuck's sake mom. I didn't know that Dad was bringing me an early
birthday present. Now, are you coming or not?'

'No, you go alone. And honey, please watch your language.'

'Whatever, mom. See you later.' She said and sped away in her car.

She was trying to figure out as to what her Dad was bringing for her as she
pressed the accelerator beyond 100 kilometres an hour. There was absolutely no
traffic as she raced towards the airport. There were dense woods on each side
of the road and it was starting to drizzle. Ahead was a sharp turn. It was
dangerous to turn at such a speed even on a vacant road, but she was
overlooking a lot of small details today. As she steered her car rashly
towards the right side, she heard a large thud. She saw a figure banging into
the bonnet of the car and being flung a few metres away. The car came to a
screeching halt and she jumped out of it, hoping she had hit a deer or some
other animal.

Her heart was racing wildly as she made her way towards the woods. She had
already seen a huge dent on the front of the car with blood trickling from it.
As she stepped closer, she threw up. There was a lifeless body of a small girl
all bloody and messed up. It was a ghastly sight, which would remain in her
mind for the rest of her life.

She saw her entire life flashing in front of her eyes. She could visualize
everything clearly. She would be sent to prison for causing death due to rash
and negligent driving and her entire life would be ruined. There was only one
way out of it.

She brought a blanket from the trunk of the car, and started rolling the dead
body around it. After she had successfully wrapped the body securely in the
blanket, she picked it up. The girl was heavy and it took a lot out of her to
carry it towards the car. She put the body in the trunk and drove towards the
riverbank. Once there, she dragged it out of the trunk and rolled the corpse
into the deep water. After waiting for it to sink, she got in the car and
started driving alongside the river. When she had covered a distance of around
ten kilometres she stopped the car in front of a steep waterfall. She kept the
engine running and pushed the car down the cataract. There was a huge crash as
the car fell on the overflowing river and was quickly devoured by the strong
current.

Shaken and wet, she walked back to her house. She had it all planned.

Unfortunately for her, the police were able to find both the car and the
corpse. And after intensive investigation, they were able to put two and two
together. Tory was arrested and was sentenced to seven years in prison.

Thursday May 12th 2005 6:00 AM:

I was ordered to get in the prison bus by a very rude guard. There were seven
prisoners already sitting in the bus.

It was a long and uncomfortable drive. The bus came to a halt in front of
large gate. Half a dozen guards escorted us inside. I had been told that the
prison premises covered more than four hundred acres of land, half of which
was wooded. I was shoved into a small building by a very ugly female guard
along with the other prisoners.

As I entered, I saw a very fat woman in uniform. I guessed her to be in her
late thirties. She told us that we would be having our physical examinations
after which we'll go to the showers and then assigned to a cell. After she
left, we were lined up and were marched into a large hall. Next to the
examination table stood a middle aged man with a huge belly, which was
protruding against the white gaberdine he was wearing.

'I am Dr. Mathur', he barked, 'Now strip.'

'What do you mean? How far should -?'

'Don't you fucking bitched know the meaning of strip? Lose all of your
clothes.' He shouted at the young girl who had asked the question.

I was shocked by his words. But I knew that there was no use arguing with
these bastards. So I quickly undressed. I noticed the doctor and a few other
prisoners looking at my nude body.

After the examination, we were asked to remain naked. We carried our clothes
down another corridor and eventually reached a large room with more than a
dozen shower stalls.

'Get into the showers and wash every part of your body with the soap and then
shampoo your hair.' Barked a matron who was standing there glaring at us. The
water was very cold as I scrubbed myself. I had just rinsed off the shampoo
when a guard called out, 'All right ladies! Time's up. Get out and dry
yourself with the towels lying on the table.'

Then, we marched into a supply room and were handed uniform dresses,
undergarments, shoes etc. After a few other formalities, I was escorted to a
cell. I could see other prisoners looking at me with lusty eyes. It was very
unnerving.

The matron opened the cell door, pushed me in and slammed the door shut. There
were four bunks in the cell. Two of them had mattresses on them, which meant I
had two cellmates. I just hoped to God, they weren't into lesbian action.
There was a open toilet at the end of the cell. I shuddered at the thought of
using it in front of others. I opted for the upper bunk and spread the worn
out sheet, which had been given to me. I was just about to pull myself up on
the bed, when I heard footsteps. The inmates were returning. They had nasty
grins on their faces as they stared at me on their way to their cells.

A woman in her late thirties entered my cell. She was only 5'4 and was very
thin. She appeared sick to me. Her cheeks were hollow and she just looked
malnourished to me. She smiled nervously as she entered.

'Hi, I am Lina!' She said and offered her hand.

'Hello, I am Tory!' I said and shook her hand.

Then, she climbed on to the bunk, which was parallel to mine. She doesn't look
threatening, I thought and waited for the other occupant. I was about to ask
Lina about the other girl when I heard the cell door being shut. I turned
around to see, who it was.

She was very tall. I guessed her to be around 6'1. She was in her early
forties with a very attractive face and was athletically built. She wasn't
very broad, but looked strong. Her hair was shining black and she kept it tied
in a ponytail. There was an air of confidence in her face, which I hadn't seen
in any of the other inmates. She walked briskly towards me. She came very
close to me and I had to look up to meet her gaze. After all she was five
inches taller than me, and now that we were in close proximity, she seemed
really well built.

'Who are you?' She said in a deep, husky voice. Her eyes were amber green.

'My name is Tory.' I said, trying to hide the anxiety in my voice.

'Nice meeting you! I am Victoria, but you can call me Vickie.' She said and
turned towards her bunk. She sat down heavily on her bunk and then snapped her
fingers. Immediately, Lina climber down her bunk and stood facing her.

'You know honey, I have a bit of an ache on my left ankle. Would you be a doll
and give me a little massage?'

'Sure Vickie,' she said sitting down on the floor and started massaging
Victoria's foot. I was amazed at the size of her feet. They were really large
and broad. Soon after I heard clanging of a bell. It was suppertime.

Half an hour later, we were back in the cell. No one talked in the next couple
of hours. At around 8:30, the bell rang again, and both of them got up. I was
looking at Vickie. She removed her clothes and stood there naked as she
extracted the night robe from the lockers. Vickie was built like a tank. She
had muscles everywhere, from her muscle capped shoulders to her bulging
muscular arms. Her buns looked like twin muscle balls and her thighs were very
large and sinewy. Her calves bulged incredulously as she stood on her tiptoes.
The sight made me very nervous. I had heard about new prisoners being forced
to perform sexual activities, and I was pretty sure that if Vickie wanted to,
she could certainly force me to do anything. I felt powerless as she slipped
into her night robe. Suddenly, I realized that even I had to undress. Quickly,
I jumped off my bunk and started to undress.

Vickie, who was sitting on her bunk now was staring at me as I quickly put on
the night robe. When I looked at Vickie as I pulled myself on the bunk, I knew
what she was checking me out. I became really nervous when the lights went
out. I was trying very hard not to sleep, but at around 2:00 I could no longer
keep my eyes open.

A very rough hand clamped across my mouth awakened me. I tried to ward it off
but there was immense strength in that arm. I wasn't even able to grasp the
forearm properly because of its size. I was surprised by the way I was being
held. The hand was wrapped around the back of my neck in such a fashion that I
was feeling a huge bicep muscle protruding against my skin and the large palm
had no trouble covering my mouth so I couldn't scream. I knew, it was Vickie
when her right hand grasped my thighs and I was lifted off my bunk with ease.
My 130-pound body was like a toy in her hands as she carried me effortlessly
towards her bunk. I was gently lowered on Vickie's bunk and she knelt down
beside me still holding my mouth and legs securely. I could feel her wet mouth
against my ears as she bent over to say something.

'Listen cunt, I am going to remove my hand from your mouth but if you as much
as utter a word, I will choke you to death. Do you understand that?' She
whispered.

I didn't know whether she was serious about killing me or not, but I was in a
state of shock and I was pretty sure that if she wanted to kill me then there
was no way, I would be able to survive. I nodded my head in agreement. Slowly,
she removed her hand from my mouth and slid it off from under my head.

She slid her hands under my night robe, caressing my thigh. Smoothly, she slid
off my night robe. Then slowly, she slid my panties down. In a matter of
seconds, I was completely naked. I felt her tongue on my nipples, which
shockingly were getting stiff. After she had suckled on my breasts, she ran
her tongue down across my stomach towards my vagina. Now, I've always kept my
pussy clean shaved, but due to the court case, I hadn't had a chance to shave
them. So, my pussy was covered with short, trim hair. Her hot tongue was
licking my pubic hair with lust as she started to rise up and eventually
lowered her body on top of mine. She was so heavy. I guessed, she weighed
around 175 - 180 pounds of sheer muscle. Her bigger boobs crushed my firm,
round boobs as her mouth came very close to mine.

'Listen baby, just let Vickie take care of you and I'll show you the pleasures
which your boyfriend would never be able to.' She said as our lips met. She
was an excellent kisser and I was starting to enjoy it. Her hot tongue
explored every corner of my mouth. I had put my hands on her broad shoulders,
but now I had started to rub her heavily muscled back. She was careful not to
lean her entire body weight on me. Her hands were supporting lot of her weight
as they rested on the bunk above my shoulders. I was also conscious about
disparity in our heights as she laid on me. She was not only taller, heavier
but also had 3 times more strength than me.

I was just feeling her 16-inch biceps when I heard our cell door open. I was
petrified as I thought one of the guards had seen what we were doing, but
Vickie seemed oblivious to the sound. She was licking my nipples and rubbing
my crotch vigorously as I saw a guard approaching. When he saw, what was going
on, he shouted, "What the fuck are you doing?"

Vickie jumped straight up, so did I. 'Now there, what on earth do you think
you're doing?' He asked sternly.

'What do you think is going on? You came into our cell. You woke us up and
ordered us to remove our clothes. I think, you were going to rape us. And, we
have another witness to it. Lina, get off your bunk and tell me, what did you
see.' Vickie said in a menacing tone.

'Whatever, you just said, Vickie.' She said dutifully.

'Now, Mr. Stevens, before I start shouting for help, I suggest that you leave
right now. Cause you see, you might very well be relieved of your duties.'

The guard just stood there dumfounded. He was evidently a new joinee and
perhaps wasn't sure of how things worked in around here. I could see beads of
sweat rolling down his forehead, as he tried to digest everything, which
Vickie had just said. Both Vickie and I had been standing naked in front of
him for quite a few seconds now, which had given him a stiffy, as the
protrusion through his pants had been visible for some time. But now I could
see the protrusion shrinking.

Vickie walked closer to him, dwarfing his 5-10 frame, and then stretched her
arms and rested them on each side of the upper bunks. This way, she was
blocking the guard from where I was standing. I could see her tight rear and
striations in her muscular arms from behind, as she leaned forward a bit, and
it seemed like she gave him a light kiss on his forehead. Then, she whispered
something in his ears. I don't know, what she said, but the guard seemed to
have regained his erection.

After he had closed the cell door and left, Vickie turned around and wrapping
her strong arms around me, picked me up in a bearhug kind of hold. 'Now my
love, where were we?'