She had only gotten to the prison a few days earlier, but she had made a stir upon her arrival and her cellmate had explained to her that there was a "pecking order" in the prison. The current "Queen B" had dethroned the prior queen over a year ago and had dominated the prison ever since. She was a force to be reckoned with and not one to be crossed. Trina had scoffed at the notion of following in any other woman's pecking order and had made it clear that she was a "lone wolf" knowing full well that it would make her a target, but also confident that she could hold her own. Her cellmate, who was kind and well-intentioned, had explained that the "fights" weren't really physical, in that none of the women in the prison were very violent offenders and none wanted to have their sentences extended (Trina was there on a cocaine charge, for example) and while the battles were emotional and occasionally got a little "rough" it was all "tit and pussy work".
And so over the ensuing days, the cellmate and a few others explained the way things worked if the Queen sent her the battle attire and Trina had committed to following along if and when it happened. It seemed like tonight would be the night. It was about 1 am as the heels got closer and the silhouette appeared in front of the cell door, which had been left unlocked. The Queen B slide the bars open, stepped inside and closed the cell door behind her. It was a cramped space for the two women to do what they were about to do but it was the way things worked in the prison. The Queen's real name was Stacy. She had heavy make up on as she came into the dim light of the single bulb that was lit over the toilet. She threw a massive strap on dildo onto the bottom bunk.
"Get off the bunk, newbie. We have some issues to sort out."
Trina sighed in a disinterested way and climbed off the bunk. The two women were both in heels and of similar height, but the Queen's tits were truly massive. They stood face to face.
The queen began to remove her outfit. "Take your clothes off, newbie, this is going that route anyway, no need to waste the time."
And so it was that the two women stood naked, in heels, in the dimly lit cell of the prison.
"It's time I put you in your place, Trina."
"Try me, Stacy." replied Trina, using the Queen's real first name in an intentional display of disrespect.
Stacy stepped forward and slammed her heavy chest into Trina's. Her big tits mushroomed out and compressed Trina's chest and Trina winced and took a step back and then slammed her tits into Stacy's knocking her back . Stacy charged forward and hit Trina and Trina stepped forward and countered. The smack of flesh and an occasional exclamation punctuated the quiet night of the cell block as the other inmates listened to the battle unfold and the guards sat idly by and let the prison culture work itself out. The smacks of flesh would ebb flow from rapid fire to slower as the women battled in the cell and the other prisoners speculated as to how the battle was unfolding.
In the cell, the two women were drenched in sweat despite being naked. Their tits were reddened and swollen. Trina was hurt. Stacy's tits were proving heavier and denser than any she had ever encountered and despite her putting up a formidable counter attack, the Queen B was definitely proving why she was queen. They smashed their chests together again and Trina yelped in pain, stepping backwards. Stacy smelled blood in the water as Trina cradled her heavy bosom. Stacy pressed forward and drove her big chest into Trina's and pinned the newcomer against the wall.
Trina struggled against her powerful opponent but her tits were no match for Stacy's heavy rack, which gradually flattened and crushed her own girls. Stacy gyrated her big chest over Trina's as she increased the pressure and compressed her chest more and more. Trina grabbed at Stacy's buttocks for leverage but Stacy snickered and whispered in her ear, her hot breath tickling the sensitive flesh, "I think you're outmatched, honey, why don't you yield now before I rupture your enhancements and tear your ligaments?"
Trina whimpered as she struggled, but she knew she had been defeated in this part of the battle. She couldn't help but be impressed by the power of Stacy's big tits.
She nodded silently as she bit her lip. Acknowledging her defeat.
Accepting her first victory, Stacy pressed her lips onto Trina's and plunged her tongue into Trina's mouth as she grabbed Trina's buttocks and thrust their hips together. The two women deliberately tumbled to the bottom bunk and began to aggressively fuck one another. The sounds of sex echoed through the prison as many of the other prisoners began to masturbate to the sounds.
Trina and Stacy struggled to dominate one another as the battle ensued, their bodies slick with sweat. Trina was pleased with herself as she brought Stacy to orgasm first but the victory was short lived as Stacy regained control and brought Trina to a massive, ear splitting, series of three successive climaxes. The battle raged on as they tried to truly dominate one another and Trina earned another orgasm from Stacy making the battle more even.
Trina used her powerful vaginal muscles to grab a hold of Stacy's pussy and clench down, twisting her hips and using the leverage to roll on top of the Queen. It was a skill Trina had perfected and she had used it to dominate other women many times before. Stacy was caught off guard and Trina mounted her and brought her to another orgasm, evening the "score."
"I think you know I have you by pussy, Stacy...." hissed Trina as she gyrated wildly on top of her foe and Stacy ground her hips back.
"Yield to me and we can settle this once and for all. You may have the better tits, but I think we both know how strong my pussy is..."
"You are strong, that's for sure," gasped Stacy as she bucked and worked beneath her foe, "but this fight is far from over."
And with that, Stacy grunted, and Trina gasped. Her powerful pussy lips and vaginal muscles screamed with pain as they were overpowered by Stacy's as she broke the hold Trina had on her, and then clamped her own vise-like grip onto Trina's pussy, crushing her pussy with a force like none the newcomer had ever experience. Immediately, Stacy used the hold to flip Trina onto her back, mount her and then pressed a thumb onto her foe's clit, eliciting a series of orgasms that completely overwhelmed Trina's body. As Trina screamed in tantric ecstasy Stacy continued pressing her dominance, slipped a finger into Trina's pussy and another into her asshole and brought her to climax again. Trina squinted all over Stacy as she came uncontrollably, bucking wildly and trying to escape the all-out assault. Stacy slipped two, then three, then four and then her entire fist inside of Trina as she seemingly made her cum at will and humiliated her with dominance of the ongoing encounter. As the fist violated Trina in a way she had never experience and she exploded and bucked with an orgasm that almost caused her to pass out, she screamed uncontrollably, "JESUS CHRIST YOU SLUTTY BITCH!!! WHAT THE FUCK!???WHAT THE-- HOLY FUCKING GOD!!!"
She clenched and bucked... she writhed in ecstasy on the bed. Stacy winced as Trina's vaginal muscles clenched so tightly that they nearly cut the blood supply off to her hand.
Trina arched and nearly broke Stacy's wrist as she gripped at the bedsheets and writhed around with the intense violation that she experienced from the Queen's sheer dominance. She realized that she had made a grave error.
Stacy allowed her to roll to her belly on the bunk as she massaged her throbbing clit and pussy, moaning with exhaustion. The queen deliberately took her fist from inside of Trina, covered in her sexual juices and rubbed it all over Trina's sweat streaked face as another show of dominance. As Trina moaned and rubbed her pussy, she lifted her hips up a little and Stacy snickered, grabbing the huge strap on she had brought and before Trina even had a chance to realize what was going in Stacy slipped into the strap on and slammed the cock home deep into Trina's ass.
The violation was massive and jarring for Trina. She screamed pure anguish as her ass was stretched in a way that she thought would tear her insides out. Stacy thrust her pelvis into Trina's generous buttocks and brought her to another level of sexual exuberance. Trina wailed in a haze of overwhelmed emotion, unable to resist her foe's assault in any way.
As Stacy thrust repeatedly, Trina's body shook and then she came again. Stacy knew she had sent her message.
She grabbed Trina by her hair and hauled her to her feet.
She whispered in her ear, "Who's my bitch..."
"Oh god...you're the queen, Stacy, you're the Queen and I'm your bitch....please Stacy, I submit..."
Trina's legs quivered as Stacy walked her towards the bars. Trina's knees buckled not once but twice on the short walk, the heels making her even more unsteady.
"Oh god...." moaned Trina as Stacy guided the newcomer's big, battered tits to rest on the horizontal bars between the vertical bars of the cell.
Trina struggled a bit but Stacy leaned against her body to hold her there as she grabbed the cell door and yanked it open.
Trina's screamed echoed through the halls as the bars crushed her tits and damaged them severely. Stacy laughed as she released the door and Trina slid to the floor sobbing...
"That's right Trina....don't you ever fuck with me or my girls. I own you now. This could have been so much easier for you. Now you are going to come service me and Angel every night this week until you pay your dues. Too-doo-loo..."
And the queen, naked, with the cock still hanging from between her thighs, walked out of the cell and clicked down the hallway. All hail the queen.
