Break of A Lifetime - Part Seven

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Break of a lifetime part 7
by Goodgulf
#1770
awatcher123Aug 28, 2015
Part 7 - The Second Week

As if the spoons were foreshadowing, that Monday's health class covered masturbation. Jane couldn't decide if it was pornographic the way an inmate was positioned at the front of the class and used as a model, but part of her wished that her school's health classes had covered thing in this level of detail. It would have made high school's explorations a bit less fearful and so much more fun. As it was Jane learned a few things that she hadn't come across in pornos.
The woman running the class, which they had to address as Nurse, made it as instructional as possible.
"Many women like to do more than just rub their breasts, they pinch their boobs and / or tweak their nipples," Nurse explained. "And pinches and tweaks can happen lower too. If feels good, or even bad good, then do it. Just remember that you're not made of glass down there. You can stretch your pussy, or your ass, pinch yourself, and otherwise explore your limits. And if it hurts, sometimes a little pain can be good, or even great."

Jane found herself wondering about that last bit, but Trish nodded. Then the Nurse said something that really surprised her.
"Normally we just have a model acting things out, but today, and only today, if anyone wants to join in you can," Nurse said. "Just keep your hands to yourself and your panties on."

To Jane's amazement, a couple of inmates rose, lifted up their skirts, and sat with their panties against their chairs and their hands working between their legs. After those first few, more started joining in, until about half the class had their fingers working."

"That's it," Nurse urged them. "Show me what dirty girls you are. Give yourself moist, cum smelling panties that you'll have to wear all day. Decide if you're leaving this room with sticky fingers or if you're going to suck your love juices off them. Work those clits. Give yourself the pleasure that all you little jailbirds love. Sneak a finger in that backdoor, maybe two. And for the rest of you, feel free to do 'homework' tonight."
Jane found herself thinking that this would have been a bit too much for regular school, but she now thought that it could make a great lecture at the university she had graduated from. And Jane now wondered if tonight's homework would involve a few smacks landing, just the way Trish did.
The instructor hadn't lied. Many inmates had to put up with musty panties for the rest of the day, but that class had put smiles on their faces.
That night, Jane put the wooden spoon to new uses. None of the swats were painful, she didn't let herself swing it hard enough to cause real pain, but the taps on her thighs and bottom added something to the experience.
The next health class brought another surprise: it returned to the subject of masturbation, but with a few differences. This time the model was stripped nude and given an enema, one that swelled her belly, and then a plug went up her to keep it all in.
"None of you have access to plugs, at least while you're here, but you'd be doing it in a bathroom and not have to hold it," Nurse explained. "That water, pressing against your insides from the back as you push from the front with your fingers, it adds something. For some people. Your experience may vary. As for this inmate, she's either going to cum fast or I'm going to make her try different positions."
The woman, who looked to be on the wrong side of 30, didn't finish fast enough, and found herself being moved into various positions. Legs apart, rubbing against the corner of a desk; on her back; on all fours; and in some positions that Jane hadn't thought to use while masturbating.
That was when Jane learned that the new position she was using at night was called the diaper position. The instructor pointed out how it put a girl's bottom in a position where she could smack herself, or maybe try to fist her own ass.
That night, just before lights out, Trish said something that caught Jane off guard.
"I've been thinking," Trish said. "This place has a structured diet plan, custom trainers, and now sex tips. If it wasn't for the whole jail thing I'd think this was a high priced resort. Seriously, if it only had a few changes I'd pay money to stay here. But they'd need more sex toys in the rooms and maybe guys on demand before I'd do that."
"But there's that whole jail thing," Jane reminded her. "And if we screw up we get spanked like we were naughty little girls."
"Naughty little girls who have strict families," Trish corrected. "I never had that. My folks always let me get away murder."
"Mine too, kind of," Jane agreed.
"I might be a bit loud tonight," Trish warned. "I'm going to see if I can give myself a real swat or two. Not just pats, real swats, like that nurse woman talked about."
"Um, if it works for you," Jane muttered.
"It might," Trish told her.
After lights out, Jane did hear a few smacks, then came words of pain.
"Ah! Fuck fuck! That hurts bad!" Trish exclaimed.
"What happened?"
"I tried to really smack my ass and the spoon slipped and I missed my ass and the spoon landed on my love muffin and it really hurts," Trish said, speaking through clenched teeth.
After that, health class became more boring. Wednesday's focused on the proper way to wipe.
Wednesday also brought a return of Punishment Night. This time Jane noted a few COs talking to inmates, and the inmates seemed to go pale.
The next day brought a return of marked bottoms peeking out from nightgowns.
"See?" Jane whispered to Trish over breakfast. "There goes your idea of a tourist spot. What could all of those women have done to get on report?"
"Well I think I've lost two pounds since we've been here, and look at my legs," Trish countered.
"And look at your tan," Jane shot back. "We've hardly see the sun since we got here."
Trish had to pause to consider that one.
"Our tans are holding out okay," Trish finally decided. "But give us a month or two and we'd be as pale as those girls. Hey, why do those girls have good tans? They can't all be new like us."

They had to ask a few questions, but quickly learnt that most long term inmates had different exercise programs. Ones that took them outside and into the sun, which sounded good, but it also took them out in the rain and all the other weather and their exercise suits didn't give them much protection.
Jane could feel herself being numbed down a bit as the grind got to her. More than once she started talking to Trish, only to discover that she was talking to a different inmate, one that looked that Trish but wasn't Trish.
She was also more than just hearing spankings. Twice on that last part of that week Jane saw a bottom collecting two or three licks from a CO's strap, and once when an inmate bent Jane could see the woman had a bare red bottom under her skirt.
When Saturday came, things changed. Trish talked to a girl who knew a girl who knew the former teen starlet. Jane's life brightened with the news that the rumour was true. It took most of Saturday for Jane to follow that path, but she able to make arrangements to meet Cassandra Ellen Foster in an empty classroom.
The pair talked about it after lights out, with Trish thinking it would be so good to finally meet a pseudo celebrity who shared her birthday.