Remembering the size of all the "women" in the prison compared to you, you figure it would be better to accept Sarah's offer, even if she did just forcibly take your anal virginity.
"Sure, I guess." You say pulling your orange pants back up.
"Nah, leave them down" she says with a grin and then reaches behind the toilet to produce what looks like a mechanical pencil with an ink cartridge sticking out the top.
You hold out your arm to be tatooed as she advances on you, only to be flipped on your stomach, your hair flipping in your eyes and help done by one of Sarah's arms.
"Now hold still and bite down again, this is going to sting."
You look up and turn round about to reply that you can handle a little tattoo only to yell girlishly as the "needle" hits home on your lower back.
Your cry rings out through the cell block causing whoops and cheers of excitement from other inmates.
"What did I say bitch? Bite down." Sarah says in an annoyed voice before pushing your voice into the sheets again before contnuing.
All in all it doesn't take long and when you are done, Sarah holds you up a makeshift mirror so you can look at her handiwork. The location of the tattoo is on the small of your back, just above your pant waistline and visible to all behind and the tattoo itself is a little yet very noticeable heart with the letter "S" inside it. You shudder realising you have now got a tramp stamp.
"There you go, now everyone will know you're mine." She says stashing her tattoo pen away.
"Your's, what?" You say eyes wide.
Sarah looks at you smirking. "Your my prison wife now honey and as far your concerned, I'm your husband so let's be clear. I'm in charge and you do what I say and I say I want my cell cleaned at all times and my laundry done and folded. It goes without saying that your ass is now mine whenever I want so I want you looking sexy at all times. I'll get you a makeup kit and new uniform in the morning. As my wife, I'll make sure you don't get shanked or raped by any of the other girls in here and that tattoo will let you walk safe. That's the deal. Till death do us part." She grins again. "Now let's kiss the bride"
Completely stunned by what she has just said to you, you don't move when she walks towards you and then kisses you roughly. "Time for bed dear." She says giving your nose a playful tweak. "And smile, you're married to a looker."
You strip on autopilot and let yourself be guided into her bed, she strips too and then climbs in behind you so you a the little spoon. You can feel he cock pressed against your ass cheeks. "Goodnight babe." She sighs.
You lie there, motionless wondering how you ended up up here, now the prison wife of a beautiful woman with a cock . "This is going to be a long sentence" you think before finally closing your eyes.
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