Life from the Inside

After two weeks, Nina appeared to have transitioned her life as a detainee inside the ob-lo. Though the fringe benefits of being in a secret relationship with the warden was the game changer.

But it was not as Nina imagined it would be. Seldom were the days when the warden was in the facility. And when Jake was in the ob-lo, he was always busy with his routine rounds. Word was Jake was being groomed by some backer politicians and businessmen based in northern Palawan to be the next Mayor of the island province of Coron.

Coron had become a bustling tourist haven for both the locals and the foreigners. Most days, Jake would be in Coron, and Nina would just be with herself and with some prison underlings inside the small library reading the romantic tales and adventures of those odd species of humanity called writers.

But all was not lost during this time. Nina got to know Sgt. George de Silva better. The former navy man was, of course, married and had two children with two different women.

George was the silent type. This made quite an impression on Nina. It reminded him of Raymond. When George would stop by the small library, he would ask Nina on what books he could recommend for his wife’s nightly reading. Nina, of course, recommended books about love and romance with happy endings. She confessed to George that most women would love to escape from the ennui of reality; thus, through reading, women, and even men, could phantasize themselves leading other lives, freeing themselves from the shackles of daily existence.

“Personally, I love reading books, Sarge…”

“Just call me George.”

“Well, George, I love reading books because, somehow, books take me to so many places I’ve never been before. I’m able to escape the four walls of the ob-lo and get on board some sailboat to a secluded hideaway. Far from the prying eyes of the masses…”

“And who would keep you company in your fantasy voyage?”

“Well, no one, George! Just me, of course! Except if you’d like to accompany me… Oh, but you have to ask permission from your wifey, wouldn’t you, George?”

Seemingly, all was not lost during this time for George. The married man and father of two slowly started his obsession for the new, young detainee of the ob-lo. He could not get his mind off of Nina. Every time he went home from the facility, all he could think of was how kind and open Nina was to him. Once, after supper, George whispered to his wife to have their children sleep early, so they could take a shower together. His wife obeyed him, of course. Under the cold dowse of the water coming from the shower head, George pulled his wife’s head down and told her to suck his cock dry. All ten inches of it. It was a bit large for a man such as George, so it hung like a battering ram between his thighs. As his wife sucked on his dick like she was licking a lollipop, the man closed his eyes and imagined it was Nina doing him. He loved imagining Nina under the shower with him. His wife never had an inkling of her husband’s obsession with a woman prisoner in George’s place of work. And when George rode his wife dog-style, they were both moaning and whispering I-love-you’s to each other. But, inside his fantasy, the supervisor of the correctional facility of the ob-lo was saying it to someone else. And when, after the shower, his wife sat on his face and told him to eat her until she came, George closed his eyes and imagined Nina’s taut pussy, with its clit fresh and warm and tasty as the ambrose of the gods in Mount Olympus.

One working day, George could not resist himself. He already checked the weekly schedule of his boss, the warden. The colonel would be away for two weeks, having been invited by his politician friends to go to Hong Kong for some business/leisure trip. This was the opportunity he had been waiting for.

So that morning, George excused himself from the daily rounds of checking the jailhouse of the correctional and went straight to the library.

He found Nina arranging ang tagging some pile of new books donated by a nearby homeowners association of the community.

Surprised by George’s early visit to the library room, Nina was somehow secretly happy with the unexpected company. After some greetings, Nina told George she had to go to the small closet at the back of the library because there were still books on the top shelf which were not tagged. The man offered to help.

Once inside the small closet, George locked the door behind him. Nina asked why he locked the door. There was only one response from George.

He grabbed Nina’s right hand and led it to the front of his now bulging pants. Right away, the young woman felt an electricity between them. She pressed her body close to the man’s large chest and kissed George on the lips. For a few moments, they both rolled each other’s tongue inside each other’s mouth, playfully searching and sucking each other’s lips.

Nina was the busier of the two. She had already unzipped his pants and boxer, and started fondling with his cock. She could not hold it with her two hands, being so thick and large; and now that it had awakened and was hard as it could be, Nina trembled with excitement. She did not know if her tight pussy could take everything in. But this would be the fantasy she had been anxiously waiting for. A wet dream which was about to get as real as real can be.

With the man’s cock already deliciously wet and creamy, Nina knelt before George and started to lick his secret weapon.

“So this is what the ladies in the correctional are warning me about! Your secret weapon! Manang Jeannie told me to steer clear of this!”

Nina playfully licked the head of George’s cock. The man moaned with satisfaction. How he would like to confess to Nina about his secret obsession with her. How every night he would fondle his wife’s breasts and suck on her nipples, but he would thinking of Nina.

“George, baby,” the young woman was caressing George’s dick as if it was some sort of priceless treasure she would never ever let go, “could you promise me one thing?”

“For you, Nina, anything!” The man was clearly now out of his own senses as he moaned.

“Would you help me get a parole as soon as possible, my baby George? If you say yes now, I promise I would ride on your face and I would come on your mouth. You’d like that, wouldn’t you, baby?”

George mindlessly started pumping inside Nina’s mouth. The young woman started to choke, but she was loving every moment of it. So much so that she quickly unbuttoned and pulled down her prison uniform, and started playing with herself as George rammed her throat with his secret weapon.

First, Nina furiously fondled her nipples until they hardened. She rubbed them hard and pinched them, imagining George sucking on both her tits. After that, she started to play her gushing wet pussy with her fingers. She started rubbing them on her wet, hairy pussy. Then she started to insert one finger, then two, then three. She searched for clit. She was multitasking.

Then George’s thighs began to tighten up. He was about to explode in Nina’s mouth. But the young woman would not have none of it. She quickly got up and inserted the man’s cock to her waiting warm and tight pussy. George exploded inside Nina. Nina, in turn, reciprocated this with multiple orgasms of her own. Her body shook like crazy. Her knees buckled for a moment and she had to hold on to the man’s body so the cock would not slip out of her pussy.

Afterwards, both of them embraced each other, sweat, heavy breathing and all.

But Nina was not yet finished. She was just getting started.

“Say yes, George! Say yes, baby!”

“Yes!”

Immediately she pushed George away and told him to lie down on the floor face up. Then she sat on the man’s waiting tongue. Slowly she rode George’s delicious tongue. She could feel it slide up and down her hole. Then the man furiously sucked on her clit. George also started to insert his coarse thick fingers inside Nina. The young woman was frantic with so much excitement that she asked George to pump his fingers deep inside her pussy.

The man acceded to her sexual request.

Two weeks.

Nina and George made sure they did not waste every hour of every day of those two weeks with the colonel away.

Little did the two realize that although the warden was physically away, nobody could really get away from the prying eyes of Big Brother.

Yes, especially inside the ob-lo.

*

Inside Cell No. 29.

“Here comes the freaking hellhole!” Manang Jeannie’s tone of voice inside selda 29 of the ob-lo was irate, but when Nina was already within hearing range the woman of 47 managed to pretend. “Well, hello there, Miss Cunt, I mean, pardon me, Miss Cañete! How are you today?”

Manang Jeannie, a woman of muscular build at 5’5”, endowed with enormous breasts, thick-browed vulture eyes, and a pair of peckered lips, was the most tenured of all detainees, as well as all the mayoras, inside the correctional facility. She was also considered to be the most powerful and dangerous person next only to the warden and their facility’s chief supervisor.

Nina felt that if she had half the mind of having her incarceration to be a peaceful and quiet one, she would have to kowtow to Manang Jeannie, one way or the other.

“Hi, Ninang,” Ninang was the monicker everybody inside the ob-lo called Manang Jeannie. “I’m okay. Still adjusting.”

“Well, I guess you would have an easier time adjusting inside, since you have been so blessed with such a life of leniency here.” Ninang sarcastically remarked. Four of her minions surrounded Nina.

The tattoo of Ninang’s gang inside was the image of a small butterfly with the head of a minx on the small of their body’s backs.

Ninang confronted Nina once and for all, to settle what she thought needed to be settled right away inside the selda.

“You and me, girl! Right now, right here!”

“What do you mean?” Nina was calm, but utterly defensive.

“You know, you and your cunt have been doing the rounds along with Warden Jake and, as I heard from the grapevine, you’ve also managed to string along my sweet cupcake George…”

“No, wait, you got it all wrong,” but before Nina could fully explain her side of the stories doing their rounds inside the ob-lo, particularly inside the correctional facility, Ninang’s minions already pulled her arms behind her and held on to them in a locking grip. One of them also pulled back her hair, which made Nina kneel down on the floor.

“Now don’t scream, girl! Or else, you might find your life of leniency here inside the ob-lo quickly turn into something very, very grim and dark!”

Ninang unbuttoned and pulled down her orange uniform and placed her cunt in front of Nina’s face as she knelt on the floor. Then the woman started pissing on Nina’s soft, plump cheeks.

“Drink my pee, girl! Now, now, don’t scream!”

Nina was shocked. It seemed as if all the terrible horror stories she heard about the ob-lo suddenly returned to her memories reeking vengeance and, yes, urine.

But this was only the beginning.

Ninang’s minions finally covered her mouth with a rag and kicked her non-stop on her belly. The young woman fell on the floor and writhed like a worm ran over by a speeding car.

Blood started to foam inside her mouth, as well as her nostrils. There was also a painful swelling of one or two of her rib cages.

Ninang signaled her minions to stop kicking Nina on her loins. She grabbed a handful of Nina’s hair and whispered to her ear. The half-conscious woman could barely hear what Manang Jeannie was saying.

“Stay away from my George, or it will be the end of you, girl! Y’got it?”