False Imprisonment

Having visited a morning magistrate’s court in one in one of the UK’s major cities some years ago. I was a little surprised at the way many cases especially of prostitution were pushed through at such high speed. Thinking back on my visit the bones of this story emerged. I am sure what happened below is surely not possible, or is it?

Tony woke up with a start as the cell door clanged and a police officer walked in with his breakfast.

“Here you are miss, you had better hurry up and eat, you are in court in fifty minutes. “

Tony sat up slowly, his head was thumping and then he realised that he had a bandage on his arm. He could remember nothing clearly about the previous evening, except that he had drunk an awful lot of wine. He sat up carefully his head thumping and looked down at his clothes and it gradually dawned on him that he was still wearing a skirt and blouse and he still had his black fashion boots on, which were his pride and joy. On the other bunk were his fur wrap and a handbag which was also part of his female ensemble.

Tony despite the pounding in his head struggled to think about how he had got here and recollected that the gaoler had called him “Miss” and Tony knew that was definitely wrong. He had a very big and very active 18 year old cock under his skirt constrained by a pair of ladies briefs. He looked at the handbag and realised that it belonged to his friend Rita. They had identical handbags and he soon realised it was full of her make-up and her driving licence with her a photo Tony had to admit that the photo did look very like him. Tony had always modeled his female appearance on Rita, and they were much the same size.

Although Tony was a transvestite. He was not gay, but like many men he enjoyed dressing as a woman and last night had been a meeting of like minded chaps of the Beaumont Society. Rita was his girl friend, she was nineteen and a part time prostitute and a neighbour of his. She had developed a strong interest in the TV community and attended meetings to help and advise members with their make-up and dress. She gave Tony especial attention because they were also casual lovers as well as neighbours. Quite frequently they would swap clothes and she would help him with his personal shopping. When he wanted to add to his wardrobe.

Tony knew Rita had been in court for soliciting a few times and she had a young daughter of three, who she doted on, and who he was also very fond of, so if she went to jail her daughter would be taken into care by Social Services and he knew Rita would do anything to avoid that. Tony began to remember now that when the police had arrived on the scene of the fight she had pushed her bag into his hand and snatched his bag.

They had got a sort of loose arrangement, that one day they would perhaps marry and settle down. She had for a long time had a key to his apartment and Tony guessed that was where she would be hiding now. After a few moments and a cup of nearly cold tea his memory of the night before started to become clearer. He remembered, how that they had both been arrested and the police had taken them to casualty to have their slight injuries dressed after they had been attacked by a bunch of young thugs and a fight had developed. At the hospital, Rita had pleaded with him to change identities with her, as she could not afford to go to prison and have her young daughter placed into care.

The hospital had been busy and the change of identity was no problem as they had their injuries treated. Rita had used Tony’s femme name of Jane and had produced his credit card with his feminine name on as proof of her identity. Fortunately it was one of those cards with a photo on which was not terribly clear. As Tony’s name was not known to the police she had been released with a warning and Tony now impersonating her, was being charged and prosecuted as a common prostitute.

It seemed terribly unjust when the fight had been deliberately started by trouble makers, none of who had been arrested and now Rita or Tony was being charged as a prostitute, when she was not even soliciting, or had even been the subject of a complaint by a member of the public.

Tony vaguely remembered later being charged as Rita Stubbs, and being brought to this cell. He presumed that very soon his real identity would be discovered, and they would have to release him, but he rationalised, he was almost sure that now the police could not charge Rita. After not properly checking his identity the publicity for making such a big mistake over his identity when he was arrested would make them a laughing stock... So in fact he hoped she would be in the clear. Tony was a little surprised that his true sex had not been discovered last night, either by the hospital, or later here at the police station.

As he was pulling himself together the cell door opened and a policeman came in with a bag of clothes and toilet gear. “Your sister brought these in for you.” he said, as he dumped the bag on the floor.

That must have been Rita ,bless her she had sent him changes of clothes and toilet gear and make-up, together with some safety razors, so Tony quickly washed shaved and renewed his make up, changed his blouse and skirt into something more modest and waited for his court appearance.

Tony stood no chance in court, the lady magistrate in summing up said after Tony had pleaded “Not Guilty“

“You and girls like you are a menace to the people of this city. You have had plenty of warnings in the past, Rita Stubbs and you even lie about your identity, therefore I have no hesitation in sentencing you to three months in prison and a further one year’s suspended sentence. Let us hope that it will teach you a lesson. If you offend again, then you will be rearrested and returned to prison to serve the full sentence.”

Tony had been given no real chance to speak at all and so soon he was at Parkgate open prison for ladies, with three other girls also sentenced for soliciting at the same court. One girl looked at him and said.

“You ain’t Rita Stubbs.”

Tony put his finger to his lips and went “shhh.”

She guessed Tony was up to something and had a little giggle as she whispered to the other girls.

Tony whispered to her when he had the opportunity “I am a bloke in drag. “

He explained what had happened and they thought it was a big giggle. They were not going to shop him for certain, and were obviously looking forward to the fireworks when it was discovered that Tony was a man.

They were taken inside to face two middle aged aggressive lady warders and a male warder. They were told the prison rules, and were told they could keep their own clothes as this was an open prison. Their entire personal luggage that they had brought with them was searched.

Then came the command “Into the cubicles in turn and strip off girl’s time for your search.”

The first girl went into a cubicle with a female prison officer and came out looking a little flustered her face all red “the fucking cow” she murmured.

The second girl went and Tony knew that soon the game would be up for him because as soon as he was undressed they would soon know that Tony had an eight inch cock where there should be something much more feminine.

Then came his turn as Tony started to slowly undress in the cubicle the woman prison officer stood impatiently muttering “come on girl”. Then suddenly a loud bell sounded “stop there I will be back in a few minutes” she said and went rushing out. Tony finished undressing, but after about five minutes he decided to dress, and went back into the reception room. The girls were grinning as they guessed Tony had not been searched.

“Then one girl whispered “You lucky bastard. “

Tony was also thinking that if he could gain a little time it would give Rita a better chance to get away if that was what she wanted to do. Tony noticed that the girls were treating him like a hero, and one of the girls whispered that this was the normal weekly fire drill and each officer had to go to a predetermined fire station. Tony stood waiting and eventually one officer came back smiling to herself.

A senior warden came in and asked “Do you need any help Mary?” No Liz thanks, we are all ready to take them to their rooms, we have done the searches as she initialed their record sheets, and they can have the medical with the others tomorrow.”

After a few moments having been read the rules of the establishment again which showed the chaos of the prison that day? The three other women Liz Mandy and Lee were put in the same room as him. The door shut and Liz obviously the leader closed in on him. She kissed him boldly on the lips and as she did so she was feeling under his short skirt. Her hand embraced his cock which was now well and truly excited.

She turned to the other two “Wow girls we have something very special here.”

She turned to Tony “The one thing we miss here is a little bit of cock now and then. So darling you are going to be kept very busy, and we will keep stumm.”

She pushed him back on the bed stripped his girlie panties off and took his cock between her
Lips, stretching her mouth wide. It was incredible, so hot and wet. She ran her tongue around the head of his cock. It felt good but he wanted more of his cock in her mouth. He could hear the other girls giggling and laughing as they waited their turn with him. Tony knew that he was probably in for an exhausting time. As Liz started sucking, with just the head in her mouth her mouth seemed stretched to extreme. Her cheeks hollowed as Liz increased suction around the tip. Still the need to push deeper in her mouth was overwhelming.

That is when he snapped, with his hands gripping her hair, Tony pushed his hips forward. At first he
was not very forceful and only a half inch more of his penis slipped past her lips. Liz was resisting further intrusion causing him great pleasure. It was a chain reaction, the harder Liz resisted him the harder Tony pushed and the deeper he got.

To his mind Liz looked beautiful as she did with him trying to cram his cock down her throat. As
hard as Tony was trying though, Tony barely had two inches in her mouth. As it was, her mouth still looked impossibly stretched.

His orgasm started to boil and when Liz looked up at him with her gray eyes, Tony started to spurt. "Oh Liz!" was all that Tony could moan as Tony let loose. Tony not sure if Liz tried to retreat from his cock, his hands were straining to pull her face even closer to his groin. The orgasm shattered his brain, each spurt of cum rang through his spine sending him to oblivion. Tony felt Liz swallow each load Tony was giving her. He was in heaven; he never wanted it to end. But of course it did.

His senses slowly returned to him, yet Liz continued to milk the last drops from his spent cock. Tony was in love with Liz's mouth. Finally, Tony released his fingers from Liz's hair. She gingerly slid her lips off his cock, causing another tremor to hit his body.

"You are going to be a busy bastard with that thing aren't you," she said with surprisingly little malice. “You mean if I get past the medical somehow tomorrow.” Tony responded

"We will get you past that - no problem.”Liz replied , “But you have to understand that favours have to be paid for, and one cock between about 300 women - wow boy are you going to be busy“

Liz giggled at her statement. While she had been talking Liz was now spread eagled herself in front of him. Tony was between Liz's legs and his still hard prick was banging against her wet panties in an instant. he did not want to kiss her because he did not want to taste his own sperm. So Tony went for her neck and ears. Tony continued to push against her panties covered pussy while Tony bit her neck and nibbled her ear, for a short time.

Then Liz whispered, "Your are a big bastard and the girls are going to love you...”

But her hands spoke a different message and not only moved her panties to clear his entry; they also guided his cock to her wet pussy. Even just the tip sliding inside of Liz's pussy was amazing. So warm and wet not to mention incredibly tight. Instincts over took him and Tony continued to press his hips forward. Liz's pussy was tighter than her mouth but gave way much easier to penetration. Liz was panting so loud in his ear that Tony could hear nothing else.

It seemed Liz yelled in his ear. "Wow you are big you are stretching me too much."

Instead of slowing he down her words spurred him on. Liz's pussy stretched to fit all of him.

"You are going to be my pimp now aren’t you Liz?” Tony asked, having no real illusions about what was likely to happen to him in a woman’s prison.

"You can bet on that Rita dear be sure of that, " Liz rasped.

Tony pounded that pussy hard then. His only concern to relieve his self the burden of his orgasm. It did not take long before Tony started shooting again. Tony pushed himself as deep as he could, spraying the depth of Liz’s pleasure channel.

Liz yelled at him. "Don't cum in my pussy you bastard."

Of course it was too late, so Tony said, “It’s too late now and I’m filling you right up!"

Both Liz and Tony were breathing heavily with his thick cock still deep in her stretched pussy. Tony was not finished though, his penis was still erect and he began to once again slide back and forth inside her tight pussy. Liz was trying to push him off but Tony continued to pound as deep as he could.