Chapter 1

Melissa, a gorgeous 21 year old with auburn brown hair, grew up not listening to authority. She never obeyed her parents, her teachers in school, nobody. Well, after getting busted for a DUI, Melissa was about to learn to do what she is told, the hard way.

Melissa loved teasing guys, she had a great body and she knew it, and she loved to manipulate guys with her body. She had nice, large tits and long, sexy legs. Melissa loved to stay nice and tanned, which made her even hotter. She loved to go out to clubs and watch guys stare at her sexy figure; she would let them buy her drinks, and laugh to herself as she turned down their numerous requests to dance or for her number. If she needed something, she would play a guy as if she liked him, then when she got what she wanted, she would turn cold and ignore him.

One night, after a night of drinking and teasing guys at a bar, she was driving home when she saw the lights in the rear window. Busted! Now, as the cop checked out if she was drunk, Melissa pushed her tits toward the window, flirting with the deputy. It worked as her did not give her a breathalyser, he just cited her for suspicion of DUI, and gave her a summons. The gullible officer even followed her home to be sure she made it! After getting off easy on that near arrest, she figured the court date would not be too bad. At court, the judge did sentence her, but to the work release center rather than county jail. Here, Melissa would be able to leave for work each afternoon for her swing shift at her job, then she would return and sleep at the facility. She was handed a packet of information, including a clear list of rules and regulations. Ignoring it until she got home, when she did look at the rules, she sniffed at those involving dress and attire:

• No skirts

• No hose

• No shorts that are higher than the top of the knee

• No halter-tops

Melissa didn't really worry about the last one, but most of her shorts were very short. She figured she would just dress it up on her first day and they would surely bend the rules for her, wouldn't they?

The day to turn herself in finally came, and Melissa made her way to the WR facility. It was a warehouse style building, inside there was a receiving area/office area, and then a large open area with TV's, tables, board games, etc. And lining the back of the open area were four separate pods, or large rooms. These were the living quarters, pod A is for the women, B and C are for men, and D is for prisoners from county jail who are in the county's WR program-men who stay at county jail on weekends, and here during the week.

As Melissa went to the WR center, she had purposely dressed in a short skirt, tan hose, and a normal top. She figured showing off her legs to the male officers would make them show her an easier time. Walking to the entrance, several WR inmates en route to their jobs did a lustful double take at the sexy brown haired girl striding to the doors. Melissa enjoyed their stares. Once inside, she went to the desk to register, first she surrendered her driver's license, and then she began to fill out the forms. When she finished the officer told her to walk through the door into the main area, but stopped her.

"Excuse me, miss, what are you wearing?" The guard asks, looking her up and down.

"Is something wrong, sir?" Melissa coyly asked, looking innocently at the guard.

"You were given the rules in the courtroom, I was there. You are in violation, and your sentence may be extended!" he sternly tells her.

"You've got to be kidding, you know you like it!" she tells him, wrong move on her part.

"All right, miss, your attitude needs to change immediately," the guard warns her.

"What are you, gay or something?" she asks, laughing.

The guard motions to the other guard and he grabs Melissa's arms and handcuffs them behind her back. "Ma'am, you are being detained for violation of the good terms of the Work Release Facility"

Melissa cannot believe it "No! Wait, I'm sorry, I was kidding."

"That's fine miss, I am going to take you to see the warden." The guard tells her as the he leads her to the back offices.

"Wait! No, please! I fucking said I was sorry!" Even Melissa's pleas include insults.

The guard takes the brunette to the office in the back, where an older man sits behind a desk. He has a quizzical look on his face as he sees his guard bringing in this handcuffed young woman in a short skirt.

"Sir, Miss Melissa showed up refusing to adhere to the guidelines for attire, and when I informed her of her infraction, she insulted me and mocked the rule!"

The warden gets a grin on his face as he walks from around his desk.

"Well now, Melissa is it? Why did you show up in this outfit when you were given specific rules about what you can and cannot wear?" The warden asks her.

"Um, I didn't know the rules, I swear!" Melissa says.

"Excuse me sir, that is a lie. I was in the courtroom as she was sentenced by Judge Smith, the rules were handed to her, and a comment was directly made to her as the outfit she wore to court would have been a violation also" The guard replies.

"I see what is going on here," the warden says, brushing Melissa's hair with his hand.

"You wear these skimpy clothes to curry favor, don't you? Well, don't you?"

Melissa's face got red. "Yes, yes sir, I am sorry"

The warden smiled again, "Well Officer Miller, what is the penalty for such a blatant violation?" he asks, even though he knows the answer.

The guard responds "Serious violations of the basic rules within the first week normally result in a revoking of the work release sentence, and the inmate serving their time in county jail."

Melissa shook her head, she couldn't go to jail!

"No! Please, I promise I won't do it again, Please give me another chance!"

The sexy girls pleas drew a smile from both the guard and warden. The guard closed the office door behind her.

There Melissa stood in the warden's office, wearing a white shirt, short peach skirt, and tan hose. Her hands were cuffed behind her back, and the guard and warden each walked towards her.

"Officer Miller, what do you say, should we let her stay?" The warden asked, as the guard nodded and walked in front of Melissa while the warden walked behind her.

The warden crept close behind her and spoke tersely into her ear:

"Ok, bitch, you can stay, but you will have to pay for your insubordination, you will suck Officer Miller's cock and swallow all of his cum, do you understand?"

Melissa shook her head, her head was pushed forward and down from behind as the guard undid his pants and removed his hard cock.

As the cock was shoved into her mouth, she was ordered not to let her teeth scrape, or to allow s single drop to spill.

Melissa began sucking off the guard, as tears welled up in her eyes. Meanwhile, behind her the warden groped the handcuffed girl's hose covered thighs, and then lifted the back of her skirt.

Her eyes got big as she felt the back of her skirt lifted, and her hose and panties pulled down.

She knew what was coming and shut her crying eyes in anticipation.

The warder began fucking her ass as she blew the guard.

Melissa was sobbing now, still having the guard's cock moving back and forth in her mouth. The warden's hard dick was pounding her ass, which forced her body to lunge forward with each thrust, pushing the cock deeper into her mouth.

The scene in the warden's office was of a young brown haired girl, hands cuffed behind her back, standing up and bending forward sucking off the guard who stood before her, and at the same time being raped in the ass by the warden who stands behind her. Her hose and panties were pulled down to her knees.

The guard came first, and obediently Melissa gulped it all down. The warden then grabbed her hair, pulled her upright and continued to ram her sexy ass, soon after he came into her as well.

He pulls out, and then slaps her ass, "Nice ass bitch!" he says; "Now go clean up and change and then go back to the registration desk"

Melissa could not believe what just happened, she felt nauseous from all the cum she swallowed, and her ass was sore from the pounding rape she just endured. She pulled her panties and hose back up and got her bag of clothes and took it to the bathroom. While she cleaned and changed, she cried softly, but composed herself. She put on jeans and put the skirt and hose away.

Much more compliant now, Melissa registered correctly without further incident. She entered the back area, and was guided to the women's pod A. As she entered she noticed that there were enough beds for 12, but only 4 women were there. She asked why so empty and was told that there were only 6 women in the WR facility. The men's pods, she was told were completely full all of the time, with 12 men per pod.