Twenty Ninety Five

This was written while on a long vacation on a cell phone pardon any typos.

2080 New Vegas was created in the foothills above Los Angeles. Indian land that was once a national forest and returned to the tribes. One hundred casinos built in four years. Mega Vegas, Super Vegas, and many more were built across the United States. Debts, insolvency all related to gambling debt became a national epidemic.

2085 congress passed laws to protect and preserve the rights of the Indian Gaming Tribes (The biggest political force in the nation.)

Gambling debts were criminalized as well as most actions that were considered torts or civil actions. Desert work farms and sweat shops sprang up in the following years to capitalize on free labor.

2087 Debt crimes were expanded to allow family members to complete sentences for violators. This law was called “Save the Family” law. Keeping debtors out of jail to provide for the children or other family members (and keeping the debts high enough to sustain the work force needed.)

Chapter one.

2095. Candice was at her work when they came for her. Her husband Greg followed them inside loudly thanking her for agreeing to take the time for him. Candice asked what the hell was going on as the collection officers handcuffed her.

One of the officers explained that since she had voluntarily agreed to complete the debt sentence of her husband but had failed to surrender at the appointed time they were collecting her. She now has two more weeks added to her sentence of ninety days at the Nokia Women’s Correctional Facility in Hemet California.

Candice became angry and starts yelling that she never signed any forms and this was total bullshit. Greg never said they were in gambling debt and only told her that he won money.

Candice was searched. The supervising officer noted her red hair and exquisite face then her huge bust and ample ass. Pretty female convicts were prized possessions which he could use in many ways. He owed someone a favor and she could very well repay it for him.

The sentence transfer papers were brought up on his tablet and compared with her signature. Candice saw Greg’s evil bitch mother’s hand writing signing her name. She was shocked when she was told the signatures were too close to be a fake.

Candice was driven to the downtown collection facility and transferred to a bus. Prior to boarding the bus Candice was moved out of line and shoved to a corner. The same supervising officer that approved her custody pushed her against the cinder block wall. He pulled up her blouse and flipped up her bra releasing her large strawberry tipped e-cup breasts.

He took out a pen and wrote on her left breast, across her pink areola. “Jeff, enjoy. We are even?” He then made a smiley face with the round nipple as a nose. He roughly pushed her tits back into the big bra and let her blouse down.

The bus ride to Hemet was hot and humid. Candice still looked stunning even though her mascara had run down under her eyes. They herded the convicts off the bus and lead them inside for processing.

She was laser stamped with a bar code in three places, on the back of each hand and the center of her of her chest just below the collar bone line. This “first timer” laser stamp was designed to disappear after six months. Repeat convicts got a permanent stamp.

Jeff’s heads up display lit up advising there was a coded personal message waiting. “Jeff: lot 57, item #820145. Just about a perfect bed warmer for you. Ryan.”

Jeff is a senior supervisor at the Nokia Women’s Work Farm in Hemet. Because of the flood of convicts working the fields and the concern for the officers having to work long hours, each officer was allowed to have a trustee work in their domicile as a domestic servant specifically stating ‘spouse type duties’. Nokia’s official position in correctional policy encourages corporal punishment of convicts as needed in order to decrease wasteful and time consuming paper work, processing and trials. Sentenced time could be added/subtracted after proper review and is entirely under the direction of corporate. Overcrowding was taken out of the hands of the government.

Nokia built one of several super-farm complexes in Hemet California because the land was free. Hemet gave them the land in hopes of landing jobs and taxes (after 20 years of being tax free.) The complex included eight hundred housing units for the employees. They started at one room flats and graduated to large two bedroom penthouses for high ranking officials.

Jeff ran the custody file on #820145. Red hair was a plus. From the capture photo this one was a real looker. Medical scan results were all healthy. Special notes: breasts and buttocks “+”.

Jeff is a big man, six foot three and two hundred fifty pounds. He is a dominant leader type but he has a weakness. It was large pendulous breasts on beautiful women. Lots of women have large breasts but few beautiful women have large pendulous breasts. Beautiful women with those types of breasts were always sexually exciting to Jeff. It must have been something in his formative years. It was hard to say exactly where it came from but none the less he was afflicted badly. Nothing excited him more. He also enjoyed beating people.

Jeff also liked red headed women (dark red) and full large buttocks. Being a mild sadist, a large round ass was perfect to turn red spanking. Jeff commanded the system to seek/locate #820145. She was located in the shower. Dark long full red hair, magazine quality beautiful face. Huge tits that hung natural and perfectly, Full round ass. Yes, yes, and yes.

She was scrubbing her left tit. A smiley face was clear. Jeff backed up the video to see what it said before the washing. “Jeff, enjoy. Are we even?” That Ryan was so very considerate!

Candice looked for the basket where she had been made to put her clothes however her clothing had been gathered and run to the incinerator. Infestation prevention was paramount. Candice was issued a thin yellow jump suit and a pair of cheap rubber shower shoes. She dressed in the only thing she could.

Jeff had her culled and re-routed to an interview room. She sat and waited on the edge of tears.

Jeff entered, walked to a chair and sat down, not looking at her. He looked over her file and after five minutes began. “Your incarceration is valid. Your husband owes $374,000 and was convicted as a debt violator six weeks ago. Five weeks ago you signed and submitted the sentence transfer application. Two weeks ago it was approved and then you failed to surrender yourself.” Candice cried “I didn’t sign anything!” Jeff could see that the signatures weren’t even close to the same handwriting but he wasn’t going to let this tail get away.

“Candice, let me show you what life has in store for you for the next one hundred and four days.” He then started a video file on the video wall showing women working in the hot sun and sleeping on the ground. Their beautiful soft hands turned scarred and bleeding. A cute young girl’s face and after 90 days of working in the Hemet sun, burnt, blistering, infected cracked and missing teeth. A video clip ran of some prisoners fighting over a hair brush. One woman was beaten bloody, stripped naked and thrown into a ditch.

“Candice, from looking at you, I don’t think you were made for this kind of life. We have a trustee program. If you are interested I could try to get you into it. You would stay inside the air-conditioning. Do simple housekeeping chores and domestic service. Are you interested?”

Candice was still looking at the girl with the missing teeth when she said “yes! God yes!” Jeff replied “Fine then. I’ll try to see that you don’t miss your husband too much.” Candice not listening said “Thank you! thank you!”

Candice put her arms across her chest to stop the swaying under the thin clothing. She was led out to the hallway where an officer brought her a few forms to sign. The Trustee’s Agreement of Understanding’s first line stated Nokia agrees to reduce the sentenced time by half under the following conditions…blah blah blah. There was a likeness release and video release. Candice thought ‘Half the time off! Yes! Get home and surprise that ass I’m married to.’

She signed the forms and was taken to a break room where she was told to help herself to coffee, fruit or anything she wants. Her officer would be along in a couple of hours to take her to his apartment.

The officer witnessed the forms and fed them into a mainframe archive. They were certified, legalized and in effect as soon as the paper hit the rollers. He then said smiling “Congratulations, you are the best looking bed warmer we have ever had.” Candice thought ‘bed warmer’ that sounds cute.

Chapter Two

Jeff was advised that his bed warmer was ready for pick up at break room C12. He had one last appointment and one last report review then he would get her.

Roger Hensley was a young officer with a personal problem. He arrived on time and said he needed advise from experience. His bed warmer was getting hard to control. She was resisting orders. She refused to position herself as instructed. He said he was ready to send her out to the fields but feels it is such a waste. She is only 19 years old; she is petite and waif like. Her skin is flawless and her long blond hair makes her just so beautiful.

Jeff asked “So, no sex or bad sex?” Roger said that is wasn’t good sex. Jeff thought it over. Roger certainly needed to dominate his warmer. He told him that she was too young when he had picked her. She is still a kid and thinks she can pussy whip any man interested in her ass. “You need to take control, break her then rebuild her the right way.”

Jeff suggested he write a infestation report on her. Head lice can be hard to treat. Tell her it’s her punishment and then shave her head. Then give her 100 strong corrections with a #5 paddle. After a time to see if she has her head right you may have to have her tattooed. Prison tattoos are almost expected and will raise no questions. Tell her you are going to tattoo “ass slut” and “love Dick” on her neck if she doesn’t get her head right. Beat her tits anytime she displays anything wrong.

“She knows you like her and she thinks you will bend around her finger to get her pussy. It’s time to slam her pride and humble that bitch. She isn’t your sweet little girlfriend that plays head games.”

Roger’s eyes opened wide with understanding. “Thanks Jeff. I owe you one brother.” Roger almost ran out of his office.

Jeff then went to the break room and got Candice. She was surprised that the guy who told her about the trustee program ended up getting her as his house cleaner.

He took her to his apartment. It was a middle ranking unit on the top of ’C’ unit on the third floor. It was a one bedroom with a big balcony overlooking visitor’s parking. Nothing feminine inside the residence. He toured the apartment showing her where the cleaning supplies, kitchen and laundry where located. He took her to the bathroom and then his bedroom. Candice asked where she would sleep.

Jeff pointed to the tile floor of the bathroom and said she could sleep here. He then added that other locations might be arraigned. But for right now she needs to give back the yellow jump suit. She needs to get into her new uniform. He handed her an oversized men’s pajamas top with the top three buttons missing.

Candice went into the bathroom took off her farm clothes and put on the silk top. It fell to her upper thighs. Candice gave the yellow suit to Jeff and asked where the rest was. “That’s it. Get out here.” Jeff saw her tits sway as he pulled her out of the bathroom.

She tried to pull away and yelled “stop it!” that was a big mistake. Jeff pulled her hands together as she fought. He handcuffed her and led her to the center of the living room. He raised her cuffs to a snap hook hanging from a cable attached to a bolt in the ceiling.

Jeff’s face was getting red. He calmly unbuttoned her top and raised the hem to the snap hook and stuffed part of it though the opening. Candice was standing naked in the center of the room with her hands bound above her head. Jeff fastened a ball gag around her neck and then slapped her across the face.

Candice was dazed and Jeff easily put the ball into her mouth without her biting at his fingers.