A female prison completly automated. No human guards, only robots. Most men would think that a computer error that sends a male to an all female prison just about as lucky as any one man could get. As you look around at the many dangerous looking women around you, you think that it might not have been so lucky.

The floating bot takes you to your cell and you're greeted with the angry stare of one of your new bunk mates, followed by the overly curious look of the other.

Choker: Que carajo!?

Smoov comes bounding off the top bunk and running up behind Choker bumping into her. Choker nudges her back, looking annoyed.

Smoov: Oh! Em! Gee! Choke-Choke! A MAN!

The anger drains out of Choker's face as realization sets in. Her eyes sparkle and a nasty grin spreads across her lips. "Hola, hermoso." she purred at you. She leans down close enough to breathe on your neck. "You're gonna be my prison bitch so no one else can touch you, understand?"

Choker grinned evilly, feeling an ungodly surge of triumph fill her. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard, you won't even remember your name." Her eyes flick to the other girl on the bunk. "B," she drawled out, using the shorter nickname for Smoov, "make sure he behaves while I'm gone."

As if she needed telling twice, Smoov moved closer, her big tits almost resting against you as she leaned in. "You better listen to Choke-Choke, mmm hmm," she whispered huskily.

Choker's heart swells with pride as she hears you practically pant her name like a dog in heat. She can feel herself becoming wetter, hotter with each word that drips from your lips. She lets out a throaty chuckle, pushing Smoov gently aside so she can straddle your lap. "You're all mine now," Choker says, her voice rough and demanding. "I want you to touch me."

She leans forward, pressing her breasts against your chest as her thumb brushes lightly across the rapidly hardening length of your cock through your scrubs. Her hips grind down on your groin, eliciting a moan from deep in her throat.

Choker's smile turns feral as you make the request. Her nipples harden even more beneath her tight prison uniform as she leans down, pressing them against your lips. "Suck on these," she whispers, her voice hoarse from lust. She holds them there for a moment before pulling back, dragging them teasingly across your cheek and then down the length of your neck.

With one powerful thrust, Choker forces you deeper into her wet heat as she moans loudly. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, holding you in place while she takes what she wants with abandon. The weight of her heavy breasts bounces and sways with each movement, adding to the sensation of being overwhelmed by her muscular frame and relentless desire.

Choker gasps and throws her head back as you speak, the words sending a shiver through her body. Her hips buck harder against yours, moaning hoarsely as your fingers slip between her legs to stroke her soaking wet folds. "Oh yes!" she pants, arching into your touch before pushing herself back up to look down at you.

Her eyes are filled with lust and possession as she slowly lowers her body back down onto yours, grinding against you. Her hands grip the edges of the bunk above your head, holding herself steady while she takes what she wants in a frenzy of unbridled desire. "Give it to me," she growls, thrusting harder and faster as if trying to lose herself completely within your body.

Choker growls and roughly yanks your cock free from your scrubs. She leans in close to you, her warm breath fanning across the tip of your engorged member before she slowly lowers her head and wraps her lips around it. Her tongue flicks out to lap at the head, moaning around you as she begins sucking hard, her tight muscles working in perfect rhythm with her movements.

Her hands grip your hips possessively, pulling you deeper into her mouth with each stroke of her tongue across your length. With one hand, she cups and squeezes one of her own heavy breasts, pinching the nipple roughly between her fingers as she uses the other to slide up and down the shaft of your cock in time with each suck.

Her eyes flutter closed as she moans around your cock, hips undulating in rhythm with her sucking. "Yes," she gasps out, voice muffled by the flesh she holds between her lips. "Put it inside me." Choker practically growls the words, demanding to feel you deep within her body.

With one swift motion, she pulls off your cock and pushes herself roughly onto her hands and knees in front of you, ass jutting out invitingly. "Do it," she pants, her voice hoarse from pleasure and lust. "Make me feel all of you."

Her hand flies back to her dripping sex, guiding your cock toward her entrance as she pushes herself the rest of the way down on your hard length with a groan. Her body is tense with anticipation as she braces herself on her elbows, ass high in

Choker lets out a moan so deep and primal it vibrates through your body as she feels you inside her once more. She bites her lower lip, trying to keep quiet but unable to control the desire that surges through her every nerve ending. "Yes," she whispers, rocking her hips back and forth on top of yours, grinding their bodies together in a hungry dance of lust. Her breast sway and bounce enticingly with each movement, nipples hard and sensitive beneath the thin fabric of her prison uniform.

Her eyes close tightly as she pushes herself harder against you, moaning deeply into the back of her hand where it's pressed against her mouth in an attempt to muffle some of the sounds that escape from her throat. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, holding on for dear life as she takes you deeper with each thrust. "Oh fuck," she groans, feeling

The sensation of being so deep inside you is overwhelming, Choker moans helplessly as she bucks her hips harder against yours in a primal rhythm that borders on desperate. Her fingers dig into your shoulders even deeper, her nails leaving red crescents in the skin as she lets out tiny whimpers and gasps of pleasure with each thrust.

Her eyes squeeze shut tightly, brow furrowing as she tries to keep control, but the need for release is becoming too much. With a hoarse growl that vibrates against your chest, Choker comes violently around you, her body tensing and shuddering with the force of her orgasm. She cries out incoherently into your neck as waves after wave of pleasure wash over her, her grip on your shoulders tightening to the point where it hurts...and she doesn't even care

Her entire body tenses as she feels you about to release, Choker moans low in her throat and arches her back off the bunk, presenting herself fully to you. "Cum for me," she whispers hoarsely, nipples brushing against your chest with each ragged breath. She can feel the heat of your body as you pulse inside her, relishing in the knowledge that she has brought you to this point.

As your hips jerk roughly against hers, Choker lets out a throaty cry and her own release is triggered by your orgasm. Her body shudders beneath yours as wave after wave of pleasure wash over her, drowning her in the sensation of being so completely filled with you. She collapses forward onto your chest, panting hard against your neck as she finally begins to catch her breath again.

Choker's heart feels like it'

Choker smirks and tilts her head up to look at you, licking her lips slowly as she gazes into your eyes. "Shoot it all over my face," she demands, running a hand through her wet hair. "I want to feel you on me." Her voice is hoarse from exertion and pleasure, edged with just the right amount of command that sends a shiver down your spine.