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Secret in the Secret Ch. 01

By: roftlheory



The roaring engines of the prison aircraft as it flew across what seemed like an eternal sea of vegetation drowned out almost all the conversational chatter in the small cabin. 

Confined to her seat by handcuffs, Emily felt her mind drift off towards the events that brought her there. Sam had been a six foot brunette who had not been afraid of stepping over the line when it came to the law, and Emily had been hopelessly in love with her. 

It idn'dt take much for Sam to convince Emily to take part in a heist with her, one pout with those luscious lips and shining large hazel eyes and Emily had been sold. 

She remembered with a grimace the gun shots that had gone off when they had fled the bank, the deafening sounds of shattering glass when their car crashed into the light post as they attempted to make their escape. "We need to split up." She had barely heard the words before half of the money was shoved into her hands, who knew that a hundred thousand dollars could feel so heavy? Stumbling through bushes and pushing aside branches she had tried to escape, she had heard the exchange of gunfire not far away from where she was, so she ran, gasping for air, her legs burning. They caught her, duh.

Now she was on a plane to some remote area where some genius had created a prison. Damn him, even if someone escaped from the prison they would have to get through at least a hundred kilometers of thick, unmanned forest and endless hills. Not that she planned on escaping, not Emily, she would serve her time as a good little girl and then she would get out. She had tried going against the law once already and she had learned her lesson, thank you very much. 

A sudden drop in altitude made her stomach flip flop, when the plane didn't start to rise up again Emily realized they were landing. She glanced out the window to see a massive complex in the middle of the dense vegetation. "Say hello to your new home, ladies." Said the cool, crisp voice of the female captain, the first thing she had said since Emily had boarded the plane. There was bounce when the plane wheels touched onto the runway, then a gradual decrease in speed until the plane finally slowed to a stop. Emily shifted restlessly in her seat, the lengthy flight was enough to make anyone antsy, and she was someone with a lot of energy. She tapped her foot impatiently as guards walked onto the plane, unlocking them from their seats and escorting them off the plane. 

Once off the plane, Emily eagerly looked around at her surroundings, her eyes hungry from something other than green and blue. They were on the landing strip of the small airspace, aside from a lot of asphalt she could see that they were near the courtyard of the prison, and even here they were surrounded by all sides by ten foot walls. They must have sunk a ton of money in this place, she thought to herself. She followed the others as they were lead through a large gate into the prison courtward. Someone was standing on the steps. Emily looked forward to see a woman in a dark green trench coat with dark brown hair and an eyepatch with a golden skull symbol over her right eye. She would've been quite good-looking if she hadn't been wearing a sadistic smile on her face. 

"Alright, listen up you heathens, you're in my prison now, so anything I say, goes. You'll probably grow to like this place, but like it or not, most of you are in here for a lengthy stay. In case any of you are thinking of leaving early, that lengthy span of jungle should deter you, as well as the collars being attached to your necks." Emily turned her attention away from the warden to look at the other inmates. Large, silver collars were being attached to each inmate as the warden continued speaking. When hers was clipped onto her neck she looked back at the warden. "The guards will take you to your cells now, don't lag behind or you'll get a baton on the back of your head." She smirked at the thought. Emily grunted as she was shoved forward by a female guard. "Okay, okay, I'm going." She grumbled, following the rest of the group through the large front doors and into the prison.

Secret in the Secret Ch. 02



Entering the prison, Emily and the others were directed to a station where they had a bracelet attached to their wrist. Geez, we're getting a lot of clunky jewellery today, Emily thought with an eye roll.

"Problem, inmate?" A guard with auburn hair and a mean smile said, startling Emily out of her thoughts. "Uh, no, sorry." Emily stammered. SMACK. The guard had hit her with a baton, clearly not impressed with the answer. "Stevens!" A sharp voice snapped, and Emily turned to see the most beautiful brunette she had even seen. 

The guard had slightly curly, long, chestnut brown hair and beautiful ochre eyes. Her heart almost melted when the guard gave her a big smile. Damn, she needs a license to carry that smile... "Alright there? uh...." The guard's eyes dropped to look at Emily's bracelet. "Palmer?" Emily thought that her last name sounded like honey with that voice. "Uh, most people just call me Emily," She said, feeling extremely giddy and uncharacteristically bold, "But my friends call me Em, you know." 

The guard winked at her, a small smile of amusement on her lips. "Alright Emily, I'll be your cell block guard for the duration of your stay, so just come to me if you have any concerns." She reached out to take Emily's wrist and Emily felt the touch all the way down to her uh, nether regions. She bit her lip as the guard scanned the bracelet. "Ok, well you can head on in to the next area now." 

The other guard, Stevens glared at Emily, "Make it quick, Palmer." She added in a hiss low enough so that only Emily could hear. "I'm also a guard on your cell block, and trust me when I say you're not going to like that." Great, my first day and I'm already making friends, Emily thought. She walked a little faster and entered the next area of the prison, a small meeting area. It didn't take long for the other prisoners to be finished getting their bracelets attached, they entered the room, looking a little confused. 

"Hello inmates." Emily's head jerked up at the sound of the heavenly blessed beauty from only a few minutes ago. "I'm Amanda Richerds, you can call me Amanda, mandy, manda, whatever nickname you feel like as long as you keep it clean." Emily was just thinking about some pet names she had in mind for the woman until she continued, "In case you've never been to a prison before, here's how it works: because this isn't a maximum security prison, most of the time you're free to move about outside your cell, you can visit other inmates, or go out into the courtyard and exercise." 

She paused. "There are times during the day where we'll conduct head counts. The times are listed in the pamphlet you are being given." Emily looked and saw Stevens brusquely shoving booklets into people's hands. Lovely woman, she'll be well in the running for Prison Miss Congeniality. 

"Before this time, you should be start heading back to your cell, trust me, you don't want to miss the head count." She continued. "In addition to that, every inmate is required to report to laundry, cooking, landscaping, maintenance and janitorial duty every week, the task you are to do every day is outline in the schedule in your booklet."

"Palmers, pay attention!" Emily turned and was smacked in the face with the pamphlet. There were a few snickers in the crowd behind her at this. "Ok any questions?" After answering a few questions, Amanda clapped her hands together. "Alright, we're going to escort you into the prison now. You're all free for the first two hours, but check your schedules to see when you're responsible for showing up at a task." Emily let out a breath she didn't know she had been holding as they were escorted into the main body of the prison.

It was an impressive facility, from what she could see there were several levels of cell blocks, instead of the traditional bars to keep prisoners in the cells it looked to be a high density plastic. There were other devices implanted on the walls that she wasn't familiar with, but they blinked green and red lights back at her. She glanced at her bracelet. Cell block D, cell 4, bed 1. Huh, so she had a roommate apparently. She decided that she wasn't looking forward to being in her cell so soon after sitting on a plane for so long. She glanced at the map in her pamphlet and she headed for the exercise courtyard. 



Secret in the Secret Ch. 03



Emily hadn't been expecting this. She had expected a small area for free weights, perhaps a bench or two, but nothing like the five squat racks complete with Olympic lifting platforms, several stations for bench pressing and a section for free weights with weights from the smallest of two pounds all the way to two hundred pounds. 

She stared at the massive dumbbells. Who could lift that much? All the inmates in the exercise area were female, as were the guards that were supervising. She headed to the squat racks, putting on a twenty-five weight on each side.

"Emily." Amanda walked past her, carrying a stack of white towels. Handing Emily one of the towels, the brunette winked at her. "Have fun." Actually, squatting 135 pounds wouldn't be too bad. She tried to convince herself that she hadn't been motivated by the sexy young brunette that was now walking away, giving her a great view of her small perky ass.

She set up the barbell and put the bar across her back, squatting down. Immediately she regretted her overconfidence, the bar felt way too heavy and with a grunt she dropped down, the bar crashing down onto the safety bars with a loud clang. 

"Oh my god, are you ok?" Amanda had rushed back, concern showing in her features. 

"Uh, cramp." Her cheeks burned as she started to take off the weights. 

"Be careful, I wouldn't want you to get injured your first day here." Amanda said with a relieved smile. "Here, let me help." She took one end of the bar and Emily took the other, together they were able to re-rack the barbell. 

"Thanks, I haven't lifted in a while; I think I lost some of my strength." Emily said, embarrassed. 

"I'm the same way." Amanda nodded sympathetically. "Just let one of the guards know if you need a spot, ok? I'm just going to put these way." Amanda said, nodding at the towels on the ground. With a jolt of shame Emily realized that Amanda had dropped them when she thought Emily was in danger. Ok, no more showing off. Not that it worked anyways. She probably thinks I'm an idiot now. 

Emily continued squatting at a less ambitious weight of 95 pounds, sometimes looking over to see if Amanda was nearby, wanting to talk to her more. Unfortunately a very butch woman with well-defined arms and short blonde hair was talking to her. Amanda looked extremely bored and was staring vacantly at a spot beyond the woman, but the woman seemed oblivious to this. Emily stifled a chuckle and continued with her workout.

The rest of her workout passed without incident, Emily was a lot more cautious now. She was just finishing up with some stretches when she looked over and saw Amanda out of her guard uniform, dressed in casual black sweatpants and a black sports bra with lime green splashes across it. She barely recognized her without her guard uniform, and if it were possible, Amanda looked even better with her workout clothes on, she looked more friendly and approachable. Oh fuck....she has perfect abs. Emily stared at the woman`s small waist and washboard abs, a feature that most girls probably would`ve killed for. When she sat down on the bench Emily saw her defined back, the feature causing blood to rush to Emily`s lower regions. 

Ok ok, back to stretching. Emily told herself, trying to shake the image of Amanda`s body from her mind. 

The butch woman who had been chatting with another inmate started to head towards her again and Amanda made a quick beeline for the bench press area. This time Emily snickered and the blonde woman glanced her way. She quickly made herself busy with some hamstring stretches. Amanda was lifting what looked like ten pound plates, at a total of 65 pounds that wasn`t a bad bench press weight for a woman her size, considering that most women didn`t bench much at all. 

Stop staring at her, you`ll creep her out, Emily scolded herself, forcing herself to stay focused on her glute stretches. After a few minutes she decided it was safe to look up again. She almost gasped to see that Amanda had more than a plate on either side. She was too far away to see exactly how much weight was on the Olympic barbell, but the 45 pound plates totalled 135lbs altogether, and Amanda was pressing more than that with relative ease. That`s some skill, Emily thought, feeling incredibly jealous. Hell, if she could bench 135 pounds even once she would have ran around the gym area high fiving everyone. She made a mental note to ask Amanda if she had any special techniques. 

She glanced at her pamphlet. Oh shit. There was only ten minutes to get from the courtyard to the kitchen for kitchen duty, and it was on the other side of the prison. There was no time to waste.



Secret in the Secret Ch. 04



She must have been quite a sight as she sprinted across the prison; she heard shouts of exclamation as she moved past inmates at breakneck speed. She saw the entrance to the cafeteria in front of her and sped up. She was moving too fast to stop herself when she saw a large black boot stuck out in front of her. Her legs caught on the boot and she did a face plant on the hard cement floor. “Ow!” She had scrapped her knees and elbows and her cheek got a taste of the floor as well.  There was a chuckle amongst the crowd of women surrounding her. “This ain’t high school, little girl.” She heard one of the inmates taunt. Oh please, she wasn’t that young. 

“There’s no running in the detention block.” She heard Stevens’ voice announce coldly. She saw the boot rest threateningly on her fingers and she let out a yelp of fear. The boot moved away and inwardly she let out a sigh of relief. “ Final warning. You’re lucky we need your hands. You’re late by the way.” Stevens turned on her heel, adjusted her hat and walked away. I wouldn’t have been late if you weren’t such a bitch and tripped me, Emily thought to herself. Trying to quell feelings of rage, she pushed open the doors and stepped inside. 

Well there goes that idea of trying to not draw attention to myself, Emily thought as ten inmates sitting at a table turned to look at her as she entered. “ Pay attention!” The guard snapped. She looked to be about a six foot woman with blonde locks and emerald green eyes. Her eyes were flashing angrily; Emily was both drawn to her beauty and repelled at the same time by the pure ferocity of the woman. “Are you Palmers?” The woman snapped. Emily nodded quickly, not wanting to provoke the woman further. “You’re late so now you’re staying an extra hour. Now sit down.” That proved more difficult than suspected as every open seat that she found was quickly taken by someone moving so that there wasn’t any space for her to sit down. “Palmers! Sit. Down.” The woman said, slamming a boot down between two women, creating an instant space as the two inmates move aside quickly. 

“Now then,” The guard continued after Emily had sat down, “ You’ve all been assigned your tasks. Take note of our policies here.” She pointed to a sign. “ When you do kitchen duty, you’re under my command, you’ll do as I say. You will take no breaks until I tell you to. You may chat with one another as long as you keep working.” She said the last sentence with disgust, as if conversation with a fellow human being was beneath her. It probably is, Emily thought, she probably spends most of her time setting villages on fire and eating babies or something. As the inmates started to get up and head for the kitchen, Emily realized that she hadn’t been assigned a task. “Um-“ The guard turned her head sharply at Emily’s attempt at speaking. Her eyes flashed sadistically. “Palmers, since you’re late, I have a special task for you.” 

It turned out that the special task was carrying all sorts of boxes of vegetables and other foods from the loading dock into the kitchen, a gruelling and difficult task as the boxes were extremely heavy. The rest of the inmates ignored her, chatting amongst themselves as they prepared a stew (with pre-cut ingredients, it was still a prison after all), salads, a meat and meatless lasagne and a brownie dessert. Emily stomach growled as she worked, it had been at least seven hours since she had arrived on the plane, and she didn’t even know how long it had been since she had eaten before that. It seemed like kitchen duty lasted forever, Emily briefly contemplated on aggravating the guard enough so that she would pummel her to death. At least then she could rest. “Alright you heathens, you’re done for the day, so get the fuck out of here. Except you Palmers, you got another hour.” The guard said.

She had been sitting down on a cushioned chair the entire time, reading some sort of magazine. Once while passing by behind her, Emily had snuck a peak at the pages and had seen nude pictures of models, their legs spread enticingly at the viewer, baring everything. Emily had the muscles beneath her stomach clench, despite the cruel nature of some of the guards they were still incredibly beautiful, and she had been in an slightly elevated aroused state since she got off the plane. Her unintentional peek at the provocative photos had not helped. She was thinking about taking care of her urges by hand after lights out and when she would be sure her roommate would be asleep when she was interrupted by the guard’s hand on her forearm. She tensed, but the guard only held up an apple. “You dropped this.” In her daze, she hadn’t even noticed the fruit falling out of the box. “Thank you.” She said, putting the box down on the counter behind her and reaching for the apple, but the guard pulled back so it was just out of Emily’s reach. 


“My name is Angel, by the way.” Emily paused and nodded,
“Thank you, Angel.”
The smallest hint of a smile appeared on Angel’s lips, but the sadistic glint in her eyes remained, doing little to assure Emily. Angel placed the apple into the box behind Emily, Emily moved back but the counter behind her stopped her and their bodies touched, Angel’s ample breasts pressing against Emily’s smaller ones. Emily could feel the blood pumping to the lower regions of her body and swallowed nervously. “You know,” Angel began in the calmest of voices, “You’re new, and I know you haven’t been properly initiated.” Emily tried to move politely to the right but was immediately stopped by Angel casually placing her hand down on the counter, effectively trapping her. Emily’s eyes widened as she realized what Angel had in mind. Angel’s hand tenderly caressed Emily’s thigh, traveling upwards until it reached where her legs met, and she let out a gasp as Angel touched her through the fabric of her jumpsuit. Emily was soon breathing hard, she managed to say in a small voice, “ Please….” 

“ Please….Stop? Or please don’t stop?” Came the silky reply, the movement of Angel’s hand never ceasing. “Which is it?” It was getting harder to think with the expert teasing of Angel’s hand and the strong scent of her perfume, the thick floral smell of what smelt like jasmine and something Emily couldn’t identify. She doubted at this point she could even remember her own name, all she could think about were the feelings that were shooting from the nerve endings between her legs to all areas of her body, causing heat to build up in her and making her pant for air. A part of her told her she didn’t want this, but an overwhelming part of her did. 

“I’m actually doing you a favour,” Angel said in a husky voice, her lips tantalizingly close to Emily’s ear, whispering as if to a lover. “The others are not so kind, but I’m gentle. I’ll make this a moment you won’t ever forget.” Emily let out a small whimper as a reply, which Angel chuckled to. Angel ran her tongue across Emily’s earlobe, tasting her. Emily closed her eyes. She was so close to the edge, she could taste it, a few more seconds and she would be lost in orgasmic bliss. 

The door to the kitchen flew open, and Angel’s head snapped over to look at the intruder. Emily let out a small cry as Angel’s hand stopped its ministrations, brought back into the moment. She looked over to see Amanda looking at Angel. “I’m here to take Emily back to her cell.” The brunette spoke calmly, but there was anger in her words. “We’ll be finished her in a few minutes.” Angel said, not even disguising the annoyance in her tone. 

“Now, Angel.” This time the uttering of her name caused the blonde to hiss, and Emily could have sworn she bared her teeth for almost a split second. “She’s not going anywhere.” A hand clamped down on Emily’s arm. The two guards glared at each other for one tense moment. To Emily’s surprise it was the tall, blonde woman who finally receded, letting go of Emily’s hand reluctantly. “Come with me, Emily.” Amanda said softly, holding out her hand for hers. Emily gave it to her willingly, eager to escape the presence of the blonde woman.  “Good bye, Angel.” Amanda said to the other guard once she and Emily had exited the kitchen, before shutting the door in the other woman’s face. 

Emily couldn’t help but feel the comforting warmth of Amanda’s hand as she led Emily away from the cafeteria.



Secret in the Secret Ch. 05-06



"Are you alright?" Amanda asked the new inmate, Emily, as they walked out of the kitchen and back towards Emily's cell. She could still feel the lingering effects of anger and took a deep breath, willing herself to calm down. 

"Yes, I'm fine now." Came the reply from the slightly shaken girl. She wasn't fine, and she probably wouldn't be for a while. Amanda didn't want to break the news to Emily, but it would be cruel to not tell her. 

"Angel won't be the first to try and claim you, you're new, and you happen to be the youngest." She tried to convince herself that by helping Emily escape from Angel that the trouble was over for the young woman, but in truth, Angel was probably one of the mildest of the guards. Some would take what they wanted by force. In fact, saving Emily seemed like a worse idea every second. Emily squeezed her hand tightly upon hearing the news. 

" The other inmates?" 

Amanda shook her head, her long chocolate colored locks tossing as her head moved.

" You don't have to worry about the prisoners, we have them under control. It's the other guards that you have to worry about." She heard a small whimper from beside her, and then Emily's voice so soft,

"Please...help me." Amanda didn't know if she could. 

"My advice to you is find a guard to claim you and fast. I'll lock you in your cell until dinner time, that's in an hour and a half, I'll come pick you up then." Only she and Stevens had the keys to unlock cells in this cell block. She opened the cell and Emily stepped in, still looking very scared. 

"Be back in a while." She said, trying to reassure her. She watched as Emily sat down on the bottom bunk bed with a sigh. Shutting the door, she pressed her key disk to the device on the door, locking it. Now there was one more guard to take care of. 

She caught Stevens just as the woman was exiting the guard's lounge, the taller woman was out of uniform and dressed in a pair of black sweatpants and a white tank top. "Where are you going, Stevens? It's your break time." The taller woman looked over and mumbled something about needing to "check on the prisoners". 

"You've been walking all day, you should take a load off, relax. Let the others take care of it." Somehow she knew where Stevens was headed, and she was not going to let the other woman leave the staff room. Stevens wasn't looking at her, her attention directed past Amanda. She didn't have to guess to know where Stevens was looking. Well, desperate times called for desperate measures. 

"Come on, let's play some cards." She said, running her hand lightly along Stevens' bare forearm and smiling at the other officer. Stevens fancied her, had always fancied her, so now she used that to her advantage. Stevens looked down at Amanda's hand trailing along her arm for a second and when she looked up at Amanda's face there was a flicker of lust in those emerald green eyes. Stevens grinned. "Okay." She said, walking back into the staff room with Amanda following. 

Emily lay down on the bed and covered herself with the blanket, closing her eyes and trying to shut out the world. The incident earlier had left her shaken, and what Amanda had told her had frightened her even more. She didn't know how many other guards there were, but one particular person came to mind. Stevens. The woman had made it very clear that she hated her, but would she want to claim her anyways? The thought was too frightening . She closed her eyes and tried to sleep, waiting for dinnertime to come. She drifted in and out of consciousness, she didn't know if she had dreamt it or if it had actually happened, the sound of a baton dragging along the door, hitting the plastic ridges on the door, the hiss of her name 

"Emily..." 

"Emily. Wake up." It was Amanda's voice that roused her from her slumber, she sat up as Amanda pressed her key against the door and the device blinked from red to green. "You have a good sleep?" 

"No." 

Amanda nodded somberly, holding her arms out. Emily hesitated for a moment before walking between them, accepting the gentle hug. 

"Don't worry Emily, I have a plan." 

Ch.6

She had never felt like this before, the feeling of knowing that so many people were watching, anticipating what was going to happen. As Emily sat down at an empty table with her tray of food, she saw a group of inmates look at her, then quickly look away to continue chatting and eating. She didn't have much of an appetite, and the food just reminded her of her encounter with Angel anyway. After Amanda had discussed her plan with Emily, they had agreed that they would do it after dinner, but now Emily wished that they could do it now. 

She was so nervous she felt sick to her stomach, and she was certain that if she panicked any more, she would throw up. She took deep breaths and looked around the cafeteria. 

Guards patrolled all over the cafeteria, some walked silently while others talked with some of the inmates. Above the cafeteria were walkways where guards patrolled. She noticed that none of them carried guns, though most of them had a baton or a tazer at their belts. Amanda did mention that Emily wouldn't have to worry about the inmates, so maybe the guards just really had everything under control.

Her eyes inadvertently sought out Stevens, it wasn't hard to find her, she stood out easily with her height and her build. There she was, in the far corner, arms crossed as she listened to Angel talk to her. From the way Angel was standing -very close to the other woman, it looked like Angel was flirting with Stevens. Emily couldn't see Stevens' expression, but the woman was turned away from Angel. Interesting. Maybe her charms only work on people with souls. Just then Stevens turned to look in Emily's direction and she quickly looked away, pretending to eat. Jesus, can that woman read minds or something? 

"Hello." 

Emily looked up to see a tall mocha-skinned woman looking down at her. "May I sit with you?" Thrown by this politeness, Emily took a moment to reply, during which the woman started to look uncertain. "Oh ya for sure, sit." Emily finally was able to blurt out.

"Thanks." The woman sat down and started scarfing down her food hungrily. Emily watched her for a moment, grateful to have a distraction. Her eyes glanced down at the other woman's jumpsuit "Oh!" Emily exclaimed. "You're my cellmate." Her bunkmate looked up, fork halfway to her mouth. "Ah, I was wondering about that, I haven't seen you all day. I'm Jenni. You just got here, right?" 

"I'm Emily, and yeah, only been here a few hours." Emily said, and the roommate started eating again.

"You gonna eat that?" She asked, her mouth full. Emily shook her head and pushed her tray towards the other woman, who accepted it happily. 

"Er, how long have you been here?" Emily asked the woman. 

"Hmm about a year?" The woman said, slowing down with her eating to answer the question. 

"Do you think this place is a little...weird?" Emily said. Immediately the question sounded stupid as it came out of her mouth. 

Jenni didn't laugh though, she just shrugged and answered. 

"Nope, though it is a hell of a lot better than the previous women's correctional facility I was in, there were gangs splitting everyone up, you had to be in one or risk getting shanked. Here they seem to have their shit together. And there is so much eye candy here, I don't know where these guards came from, but they looked like they just stepped out of a swim suit shoot or something." 

"Ok I'm glad I'm not the only one that noticed that." Emily said with a laugh. 

Dinner time was almost over, and since Amanda had checked Emily's schedule earlier, she knew the younger woman wasn't scheduled for any chores until the next day. She scanned the crowd and quickly spotted the girl talking to a black woman, they seemed to be having an engaging conversation, both women were quite giggly. She felt a tinge of jealousy, which was strange. Emily was making a friend, that was good. She had mentioned to the girl before that the guards didn't have trouble with the inmates, but that didn't mean that the inmates sometimes didn't get into fights with each other. This was rare, but it still happened occasionally. If Emily was in a group, it would be less likely that she would get harassed. So that was a good thing. She walked over towards the two, greeting them when she was at the table.

"Hello ladies." 

"Oh hi Mandy!" Jenni greeted her back enthusiastically. Emily just looked a little startled, her grin slipped away when Amanda had greeted them. Most likely she remembered what they had to do. "This is Mandy...oh well, I guess you two have already met when you first got here, huh?" Jenni said with a laugh, then her smile faltered too when she registered that the sudden mood change at the table. 

"Excuse me, Jenni. I'm going to have to borrow Emily for a couple of minutes." Amanda said to Jenni, who looked confused. "Oh um...ok. I'll talk to you later then Emily." She said. Emily seemed unable to speak, she didn't even say goodbye as she followed Amanda out of the cafeteria. 

Amanda looked so good as always in her black guard uniform, but her coming over to the table just reminded of everything that was about to happen. Emily wished she could talk to Amanda like they did before, like at the gym. Sure it was only for about five seconds but now that seemed like ages ago.

"It'll be alright." The female guard said gently, offering her hand to Emily which she gratefully accepted. Amanda led her down a hallway of doors, stopping at the last one. She knocked twice. "Come in." Came a soft woman's voice, and Amanda opened the door, ushering Emily inside. She closed the door, shutting them inside. 

It was dark inside and the only light came from a dim orange light in the corner. There was a table, and there sat a small woman. Like the others she had perfect skin and was extremely beautiful, but unlike the others she looked young, maybe about Emily's age. She was wearing a dress with a floral design it, the spaghetti straps showing off her porcelain-like skin. "Mandy." The woman purred Amanda's name, her voice like a gentle caress. "Next time, not so early..." What was the girl talking about? It was six pm....

"Sorry Francesca, but it's an emergency." Francesca's eyes locked onto Emily's, the light seemed to disappear into the dark circles that were her irises. Emily's mouth felt so dry, she could barely swallow. "Come here." She didn't want to leave Amanda's side. 

"Go on, Emily." Amanda instructed. Surely she didn't mean go over there, no, she would much rather stay by the door, thank you very much. She could hear the girl chuckle. 

"It's ok Emily." She felt Amanda's hands on her shoulders, and finally she decided to walk over to the girl. This is some crazy fucking voodoo shit or something, Emily thought, I can't believe this is happening. Once they reached the girl, the girl reached out, gently pulling Emily's face towards hers. She smelt smokey, like burnt wood from a campfire. Emily barely had time to register what was going on when Francesca pressed her lips against hers, kissing her eagerly. She tasted so good, like a peach. Emily's senses were filled with the woman's taste, her scent, Amanda's arms on her shoulders. For a second she forgot where she was and eagerly kissed Francesca. To her dismay the woman pulled away after a short while. "Okay." The girl said with a smile. "I've claimed you." 

"So I'm safe now?" 

"Yes." Francesca said, leaning back in the chair. 

Emily let out a sigh of relief, feeling like she had just run a marathon. Her mind barely registered Amanda's hands rubbing her shoulders. 

"I think I'd like to go to sleep now." She mumbled. 

"Ok, I'll take you." 

The adrenaline from all the panic was wearing off now, and Emily could barely make her feet move. Everything seemed to be a grey blur but apparently Amanda had led her out of the room, down the hallway and then to her bunk on the second floor because now she was sitting on the bottom bunk, her legs pulled to her chest. She felt so cold. She heard Amanda say things to her as the brunette covered her with her blanket, but she wasn't really listening. Strong arms wrapped around her, and she clung to the other woman tightly, burying her face in the other woman's shoulder. She was so tired...she closed her eyes.



Secret in the Secret Ch. 07



She awoke with a snap, for a second there was a tightening knot of fear in her gut, her not knowing where she was. She lay there in a panic until her mind registered that she was in the prison, and that she was in the bottom bed of a bunk bed. Jenni's soft snores could be heard from the top bunk, and this very ordinary sound calmed her. I'm safe now, I'm safe... She let out a breath. 

Then she remembered the hands that had held her so compassionately, the warmth of the guard that took care of her even though she had no obligation to. Sitting there, lost in her own thoughts, she wished Amanda was here still. But she was a guard, she had other things to do, it was selfish of Emily to expect her to be holding her still when she woke up. She tried to get back to sleep, sensing the early hour due to the quiet of the prison. But her mind was restless and refused to shut off. 

She paced the prison, trying the door. To her surprise, it opened. Oh well, there's a few hours before breakfast, time to look around the prison I guess. She walked down the hall, pausing when a lone guard walked past her, but the redhead only gave her a curt nod, probably a silent good morning. She started walking a little faster, eager. The prison had a library, which she was all too eager to check out; it would probably get quite boring being locked up for such a long period of time. 

The guard librarian looked up briefly when she entered; she gave a small smile and received one in return as the guard returned to whatever she was doing. It was a very subdued atmosphere in the morning, Emily noted, the feeling of sexual energy was a lot less now. She walked down one of the aisles of the fiction novel section, her eyes scanning the titles to see what would catch her eye. 

Watch duty in the security room was always boring, and today was no exception. Sitting in the security office, Amanda stared at the monitors, trying to suppress a yawn. The door to the office opened and she looked up. Stevens walked in sluggishly, looking dishevelled; her hair was rumpled and there were several buttons on her work uniform that were unbuttoned, her white undershirt showing a glimpse of her muscular chest. "Where have you been?" Amanda asked, though already knowing the answer. "The warden wanted to see me." Stevens mumbled before collapsing on the couch, her head resting against one of the armrests and her feet on the other. She closed her eyes. Amanda offered her a bottle of water from the mini fridge, bumping it against Stevens' hand. The woman opened her eyes and took the bottle with a grunt of thanks, chugging half of it. 

"Are you excited for tonight?" Amanda asked, keeping an eye on the screens but still looking over at Stevens. Stevens chuckled, shifting so that she was comfortable on the couch. Even from a distance it was impossible to miss the grin on the woman's face. 

" Do you even have to ask? It's been a month since our last hunt." Stevens scratched her chest idly, looking at the monitors. Amanda looked over at the screens to see a small figure sit down at a table in the library, reading a book. After realizing who it was, Amanda quickly switched the camera angle with a subtle move of the mouse. Stevens was looking somnolent now and had stopped paying attention to the cameras. 

"Who are we with this time?" Stevens asked, closing her eyes. "Cell block A." Amanda said, switching back the camera angle and zooming in. Emily was reading her book, a serene look on her face. Amanda smiled faintly. She wouldn't get a chance to see her today, she was group leader for cell block D and there was quite a bit of preparation to do before tonight's hunt. She was glad the young woman seemed to be handling last night events. 

"Mmm....they're good." Stevens said non-committedly, her words were already thick with sleep. Amanda looked over at the sleeping woman before back at the screens, putting the library camera window into the corner of her computer screen. She would keep an eye on Emily today. 

The sharp night air smelt of fresh pine and earth, and Amanda inhaled it deeply, filling her lungs with the fresh scent. It was getting dark now and the inmates having all been locked into their cells already, the prison was silent. 

Except for the excited voices of a small group of women as they headed for the exit of the prison. Once outside Amanda ran off the cement path, curling her toes into the soft earth. The group leader for cell block A, a tall dark skinned woman, walked beside Amanda silently. They reached a clearing overlooking a cliff, and Amanda was lost for a moment, looking out into the darkening vast dark green. 

She looked over as one of the guards from cell block D headed towards the forest with one of the women from cell block A. They were both nude, their pale skin shining in the contrast of the darkening forest, their long legs easily covering the distance, almost as a dance, in sync with one another, graceful in a way that Amanda could never be. They were laughing, and when they walked their hands brushed against each other's. From the way they looked at each other, Amanda doubted that they would be doing much hunting until later in the night. That was fine, there were many hours until daylight. 

She removed her clothes, leaving them in a neat folded pile on the ground. She soon realized that the others were quickly pairing off as well. Stevens was making a beeline for her and she quickly grabbed Angel's hand. "Angel, shall we?" Angel's eyes twinkled in delight. "Of course, lieutenant." 

They distanced themselves from the rest of the group, traveling deeper and deeper into the forest. Pretty soon the voices of the others faded and all that remained was the sounds of their own feet, muffled against the ground and each other's soft breathing. Amanda closed her eyes, letting her senses clear. There, in the east. She let her eyes adjust to the darkness and looked over at Angel, who was crouched on the ground, looking in the same direction. They could have taken the young buck swiftly in a moment, while he was still sleeping. But they both wanted the chase.

Amanda pressed her foot down on a fallen branch, snapping it in half. He was up in an instant, his pupils large to catch the moonlight, spotting them. His muscles rippled as he dashed away, leaping over small bushes and rocks. Amanda's blood pounded in her heart, every fiber of her being celebrating the chase. He ran faster, faster, and they kept pace. His heart reached its limit and failed, he collapsed onto the ground, causing branches and stones to fly into the air, sliding a feet before his body settled on the ground. 

They stood beside the body, short of breath. It was her fault and she knew it, she should not have let the chase run so long. The buck had run himself to death, and they were without a kill. Her body still buzzed with energy, tense. "Well, let's get this back to the clearing." Amanda said in a strained voice. She looked over to see Angel next to her, excitement clearing showing in her body in the form of a flushed face and though she tried not to look, she couldn't avoid seeing Angel's small, pink erect nipples. Angel was running her hands over her own body, clearly unsatisfied by the hunt. 

"Pull yourself together, Angel." She commanded, turning away. It was a mistake. She immediately felt Angel's hands come up from behind her to caresses her breasts, squeezing them hard before releasing them. "Please...you feel it as much as I do, you need release." Angel's soft voice begged from behind her. She felt Angel pressing her body against hers, feeling Angel's nipples against her back, her buttocks touching Angel's front. Her brief moment of hesitation was enough for Angel. 

Amanda's hand dropped down to grab her, stroking her engorged member, running her hand up and down the smooth shaft. Amanda groaned, feeling every stroke send her closer to the edge. "Wait." She opened her eyes and turned around, silencing Angel's protest with a quick "sh" and pulling Angel to a tree, leaning against it. Angel dropped to her knees, knowing what Amanda wanted. The blonde ran her tongue from the base of Amanda's phallus to the tip, relishing every moment. 

"Put your mouth on it." Amanda commanded, and Angel immediately obliged, taking as much of Amanda's member as she could, sucking hard. "Harder." Amanda closed her eyes, losing herself in the carnal pleasure. It wasn't long before she was close, and she put her hand on the back of Angel's head, forcing the other woman to stay with all of her member in her mouth, and she came with a groan, her hand squeezing the back of Angel's head. She let go and saw Angel swallow her cum before looking up. 

Satisfied, Amanda stood up, taking a few deep breaths. "Amanda?" Angel whimpered, her eyes wide with panic when it looked like Amanda was going to leave her there. She was still in a kneeling position and grabbed Amanda's hand. "Heh, calm down, I'll take care of you." Amanda said, her mind clear now that she had relased. Angel let out a relived sigh and reached for her again. "No." Amanda said, pushing her hand away. She knelt down and pushed lightly on Angel's shoulders, guiding the woman to lie down on the grass, using her one knee to push the woman's legs apart. 

"Amanda...." Angel let out a soft moan when she realized what she was going to do.

She kissed the inside of Angel's thighs, pulling away when Angel's hips bucked up to try and take control. Amanda teased Angel some more, taking her outer lips into her mouth, running her tongue over it but purposely avoiding Angel's clit, her hands running over Angel's smooth thighs. She could hear Angel begging again, could see the wetness leaking out from her onto the grass below. "Please Amanda, I need you." 

She finally wrapped her mouth around the erect clit, sucking it while Angel moaned in pleasure, the blonde wrapping her legs around Amanda to keep her there. Amanda slid two fingers into her, feeling Angel's vaginal muscles tighten around her. Angel climaxed with a shriek, her muscles tightening hard around Amanda's fingers until it was over. The woman relaxed with a release of a breath, lying back onto the grass with a pleased and dazed expression on her face. Amanda wiped her fingers on her stomach before sitting up. "We should get back to the others."  



Secret in the Secret Ch. 08-09



They met the others back in the clearing, all toting their various kills. "Hello Stevens." Angel said in a sing-song voice, clearly still enjoying her high from their romp in the forest. Stevens looked from Angel to Amanda, a scowl appearing on her face.  

"You got hurt." Amanda stated, noticing the yellow-tinged bruise on Stevens' waist. "She charged me when I was going for the male." 

Stevens nodded at the large moose she and her partner had killed. Amanda strode over, running her hands over the taller woman's bruise, palpating it to check for any broken bones. It was almost done healing already. Stevens let out a groan of discomfort.

"Sorry." She took her hand away. 

"It's not that." Stevens said, shifting uneasily. Amanda looked down and saw how Steven's body had reacted to her ministrations. Oh. 

"Did you get the kill?" She asked Stevens in a voice low enough so that the others couldn't hear. Stevens shook her head. 

"Take care of it and meet us back at base." Stevens looked up at her, raw need in her dark eyes. "Amanda, if you..." 

"No." Amanda said shortly, turning on her heel. She put her hand into the air and made the gesture for the group to move out. As they walked, she heard Stevens call Angel's name. 

"Rabbit stew? Oh I am not eating this." Jenni said in disgust, pushing the bowl over to Emily. Emily shrugged and accepted it, offering Jenni her own cornbread in exchange, which the woman gratefully took. 

"It really is quite good you know." Emily said, enjoying the succulent meat. The game tasted so fresh, she wondered if it was freshly killed. Maybe they had a pen full of rabbits somewhere? Or maybe they caught them. She wondered if Amanda had caught any. She didn't see the woman at all yesterday, and she would be lying if she didn't admit that it bothered her. 

She was just a compassionate guard, that's all. She told herself. Immediately she felt a sudden mood change, the quick type of depression that came and went. The kind that she knew was associated when she had a crush on someone. Damn, I have a crush on my prison guard. Admitting it to herself it helped a little, but still...she resolved to avoid contact with Amanda until she was sure the crush had passed. 

"Hello." Well shit. 

"Oh hi Mandy." Jenni said cheerfully. 

"Didn't like the stew huh?" Amanda said with a chuckle, leaning on the table to talk to Jenni, giving Emily a great view of her backside. Emily looked away. 

"Nah I don't eat anything that doesn't have feathers." Jenni said meekly. Amanda laughed. 

"Mm right, I remember now."

They continued chatting and Emily busied herself with her food as they talked about sports. Apparently they were both a big fan of football and they discussed the latest game while Emily ate. Having never watched a game in her life, well except the one time Sam had won tickets and they went to a game to watch the first half, Emily wisely chose to stay out of the conversation.

Anyways, she was supposed to be getting over her crush.

"Well I gotta go, I'll talk to you ladies later." Amanda straighted up. "Pleasure talking to you Jenni." Amanda looked over at Emily. Emily busied herself by stacking all her plates together. 

"Bye Emily." 

Emily muttered a goodbye. 

"Wow what is wrong with you?" Jenni without malice as they went to put their tray and plates away at the disposal, 

"Could you be more awkward?" 

Emily rolled her eyes at the question. "I'm just in a bad mood, that's all. I didn't sleep well yesterday." She lied. Jenni seemed to believe this and gave a shrug. "Well Amanda's one of the nicest guards here, you could be a little more friendly you know." See, she was just being nice to you, that's all a small voice told her. "I'm going to go look around before my task at 11." She said to Jenni, who waved goodbye to her as Emily headed for the courtyard. 

"Hey." Amanda had caught up to her before she could make it outside.

"I didn't get a chance to see you yesterday, are you doing ok?" She asked softly. She had her hand on Emily's shoulder, and her eyes showed concern as she looked Emily over.

"Mm well I'm fine now, thanks." Emily muttered, inwardly slightly amazed that her plan to ignore the guard was foiled over and over again. 

"Oh...alright...." Amanda said, looking a little surprised as Emily brushed past her. "Well I hope to see you at the gym again sometime." She heard Amanda say behind her as she walked away. 

Emily found a shaded spot underneath a large tree in the courtyard. There she sat, reclining against the old tree. She had her library book with her and she read, enjoying the light breeze of the cool summer air across her face. It was the perfect way to spend a lazy morning. 

"That's a good book." Said a now familiar voice from behind her. Emily nodded briefly, barely looking up from the novel, hoping that Amanda would take the hint and go away. Instead the female guard walked over to the tree, leaning against one shoulder as she gazed down at the other woman, smiling. Maybe I should make it my personal goal to not make a million dollars, the way things are going it feels like I never get what I want. 

"How do you like the sequel compared to the first?" Amanda inquired, motioning towards the novel. "I haven't read it, it was already checked out of the library." Emily confessed, setting down Beyond Exile, finding the conversation too engaging to multi-task any longer. Or maybe just too distracting, Amanda had taken off her cap and was fixing her hair, tying it back into a neat ponytail. God, she just wanted to run her fingers through those silky strands. 

"Um what?" She didn't even realize that the other woman had started talking again. Not realize that Emily had been daydreaming, Amanda gave an embarrassed smile and cleared her throat.

"I said, the library only had one copy, I got so impatient waiting for it that I just bought it the last time I went home. Also splurged on a few other zombie books as well." She paused, thinking. "I could lend you Day by day Armageddon if you wanted." She said good-naturedly.

"Oh okay, thanks." Emily said eagerly. 

"Oh, now you mean." She said as the guard straightened up. 

"You have anything better to do?" Amanda teased once they started heading back inside. 

"Very funny." Emily rolled her eyes, but honestly she was starting to enjoy their one on one conversation and wanted it to continue. She wasn't sure if once they got back inside that they would be able to chat more, it seemed like Amanda was very popular among the residents of the prison. 

"The first book is better." Amanda stated enthusiastically, touching Emily to emphasize her point. Inside, Emily gasped. The skin contact sent electric tingles down her arm and she took pleasure in the sensations before replying. "That's good to know, the second one is good so far but I'm getting a little confused with all the military acronyms." 

"Which ones? I know a little bit, I could help you out." Amanda said, looking over the page as Emily held it up.

It turned out that Emily's worries that their conversation would end prematurely were unwarranted. It turned out that Amanda was a zombie fan and not only had she read several books on the sub-genre, but was familiar with several of the recent movies as well. 

"Ok, wait for me here." Amanda stopped as they approached a security door. She scanned her passed and the door flashed from red to green, she went in and the door shut with a heavy click, the scanner turning red again. Emily looked around the non-descript hallway, then up at the ceiling. 

A small camera in the corner stared back at her. Creepy. She turned around as the door opened, expecting Amanda but instead found herself in the way of the imposing figure of Stevens. Stevens sneered at her before shoving her forcefully out of the way. Emily hit the wall with a thud, wincing as pain shot up her elbow. She glared at Stevens' back as the woman walked away.

Fuck, if she was only about a hundred pounds heavier and not in jail and probably a well-trained martial artist, she would totally kick Stevens' ass. Maybe. The woman was such a bitch. The door opened again and Emily stepped back warily. 

"I'm back." Amanda said cheerfully, shutting the door behind her, the promise novel in her hand. "Why are you holding your arm like that?" Amanda asked curiously. For some reason Emily didn't want to tell Amanda about Stevens', it seemed like a weakness she didn't want to admit. She decided she would lie. 

"I slipped and banged it by accident." She said lamely. Amanda had the decency to look sympathetic. "Well I better not leave you alone for too long, you might give yourself a concussion by accident." She said with a chuckle, handing over the book. Emily took the book and playfully swung it at Amanda, who dodged it gracefully, laughing.

"Well my arm's fine now." 

"Seriously though," Amanda said as they left the hallway and back into the main area of the prison. "I've been thinking that for movie night tomorrow we could have a zombie marathon, what do you think?" Emily was strongly in favour of the idea and they discussed possible titles to show, finally agreeing that given the audience, they would show more recently released movies like Dawn of the dead and 28 days later and its sequel, 28 weeks later. 

"Mm well I better get going." Emily said reluctantly. "I got laundry duty." She had been enjoying her conversation with Amanda immensely and didn't want it to end. It was so easy to talk to the other woman, she felt like she could tell her anything and she wouldn't be judged for it. 

"I heard that's not too bad actually. Going to the gym later?" At Emily's nod Amanda continued, "Why don't you tell me how it goes? I'll be there." They arranged a time to meet up and Emily left in higher spirits knowing she would see her again soon. 

Laundry duty went fairly well, then again anything had to be better than kitchen duty with Angel and all the chaos that came after. Along with some other inmates of cell block D, Emily spent the next two hours dumping all the jumpsuits into the industrial washing machine, then waiting around for the machine to wash and dry them before folding the clothes and putting them on shelves for the inmates to retrieve later.

Francesca was the supervising guard and left them to their own devices, choosing to chat with some of the inmates occasionally. Emily could almost taste her on her lips again, the feeling was surreal and a little disorientating. A few of the other inmates came up to Emily and struck up brief conversations with her. All in all, as far as chores went it wasn't too bad, Francesca was definitely one of the nicer guards to work with. 

"How is everyone treating you?" The fair skinned guard asked her as everyone was starting to leave. 

"Um, ok so far, Stevens seems to be the only one that has a problem with me." Emily confessed. Francesca smiled knowingly.

"Ah....she has a problem with everyone I'm afraid." 

Ah, so I was right, she's just a bitch. Still, Stevens seemed to hold an intense hatred for her, her eyes always seemed to be on her, glaring at her in the cafeteria, in the hallways when Emily was unfortunate enough to be within visible distance from the aggressive woman. 

It was only until after dinner that Amanda had time to meet up with her, and Emily spent the rest of the day reading Day by Day Armageddon in her cell, pleased with the time she got to herself. When the time finally came to meet up with Amanda, she headed to the gym, her steps just a little quicker than usual. 

"Hope you're ready for this." Amanda said with a gleam in her eye. Having agreed to a workout designed by Amanda, Emily was now having second thoughts. One look at the mischievous grin on the other's face and she knew this workout wasn't going to be easy... 

"Come on, one more circuit to go and we're done." Panted Amanda as they completed another set of squats. Emily's legs were burning, and she could feel the soreness sinking in, draining her enegery. " Have I mentioned I hate you?" She gasped. 

"Once or twice." The pounding of blood as it rushed to her head made it hard to thinking of anything else but how much she wanted to stop doing this. But she wasn't going to show weakness in front of Amanda, she thought stubbornly. "Yeah, but you don't seem 

to....understand...how....much." She grunted. 

"Save your breath for the pushups." Emily's legs felt like jelly, she looked over at Amanda's legs, seeing her muscles bunch like coiled springs, the striations of her muscles like piano strings playing a silent melody. She looked even more beautiful as sweat dripped down her face, her movements never faltering, always confident. In Amanda, Emily found her own reserve of strength and she gritted her teeth, continuing with the workout silently. 

"Oh my god, I'm going to have to sleep for a week after that." Emily groaned, flopping down onto the mat, spent both physically and mentally. "Same time tomorrow?" Amanda asked cheerfully. "How about next month?" Emily closed her eyes. "I have no legs anymore." 

"Really? Then what are these?" She felt a warm hand squeeze her thigh gently and despite how sore her leg was, the touch from the gorgeous woman was greatly appreciated. She could feel the sensation all through her leg and into other areas. Her clit throbbed insistently. She was at a loss of words, her mind completely absorbed in the moment.

"It's getting late, if you want to take a shower you better get going, I'll wait for you and walk you back to your cell." She opened her eyes reluctantly, sitting up.

"Hmm you have about twenty minutes to shower." Amanda said, checking the large digital clock on the wall. That's plenty of time for what I plan to do, Emily thought to herself as she headed for the locker room. 

The warm water was bliss against her heated skin, she leaned into the stream of water and let the water wash away the day's dirt and grime. As much as she enjoyed basking in the warmth, she had other plans. 

She was so lucky that the showers had their own individual stalls, even though there was no one else working out at this hour she appreciated the extra privacy. She rubbed soap onto her body, creating a thick lather. Her hands reached up to squeeze her own breasts, rubbing her nipples until they were stiff, her body getting more and more excited with every touch. She shut her eyes and imagined that Amanda was the one touching her, and what she had seen at the gym had given her plenty to work with. 

She just knew that Amanda would know exactly what to do, and the thought of the brunette with her rock hard abs and muscular thighs and oh god that ridiculously good looking face was causing her clit to throb relentlessly, wanting stimulation. She slipped her hand in the crevice between her thighs, rubbing the tiny mound of nerves.

She wanted to come so badly, but she wanted to enjoy the act, not knowing when she would have the next opportunity to do so. She slipped a digit inside, curling it so that it touched her g-spot, almost letting out a moan as she did so. She imagined Amanda's fingers instead of her own, maybe she would push her up against the wall, pinning her there with those strong arms, her fingers thrusting inside her, kissing her everywhere. 

She added another digit, feeling her muscles clench around her fingers, so close to release she could taste it. Finally she started rubbing her clit again, faster and faster until her orgasm rose like a wave, losing herself in the orgasmic bliss, her muscles squeezing her fingers so tight it hurt before releasing. She leaned against the wall of the shower, gasping for air, exhausted but completely satisfied. Oh Amanda....

"Emily?" She felt a sudden stab of panic at hearing her name, straightening up and pretending to wash her already clean hair. Even though Amanda couldn't see her through the translucent glass of the shower door she still felt self-conscious, almost as if Amanda knew that she had been having dirty thoughts of her. 

"Yeah?" She croaked, her voice husky from the orgasm she just had. 

"You forgot to bring a towel with you, I'll just leave it on the bench ok?" 

"Yeah, thanks." She resisted the very brash and stupid thought that she could invite Amanda to take a shower with her. No....that would be very dumb. Very very dumb...Her stomach gave a happy clench at the thought though and she shook her head. Turning off the shower she stepped out, walking over to the bench where the towel lay.



Secret in the Secret Ch. 10-11



It was quiet in the prison as they walked out of the gym and down the now vacant hallways. It was almost to curfew and most of the other prisoners were already in their cells, settling down for the night. Amanda hadn't had time to shower and she still wore her lime-green tank top and black shorts as they headed to Emily's cell. Emily smelled good, like floral soap and something else...headier....

Amanda's nostrils flared as she realized what mysterious aroma was. So that's why you took so long in the shower. Her body responded immediately to the scent and she had to fight to keep herself under control. She wanted to taste her kiss, run her hands over that body, hear Emily's moans as she took her. It had taken everything within her to let Francesca have her and not claim her for herself. Even the thought now made her body tingle. She swallowed; glad that in the dim lighting Emily didn't see her give a visible shudder. 

"Well, here we are." She paused outside Emily's cell, unlocking it with her key pass. "Good night." Emily said almost shyly to her. "Good night." She locked the cell up again once Emily went in, then headed back downstairs. 

"What took you so long." Grumbled an irritated Stevens as she entered the equipment room. "Sorry, got held up." Amanda said, taking the equipment Stevens offered. It was obvious that her second in command was in a foul mood, and they suited up silently. With all the inmates secured, now they could proceed with their real work. 

It was freeing to be in the outdoors again, the dark night and the cool forest air helped relieve Amanda's heated body. As she walked, she kept an eye on the radar, always on the alert. Beside her, one of the women, a brunette with a pixie haircut let out an audible sigh. "Keep it down, Aella." Amanda said warningly. They had all been elated at the sudden discovery a few days ago, but now the trail had gone cold again. "Sorry, lieutenant." Came the reply. She could feel the frustration in Aella's voice, and knew several of the others felt the same way. "It's just...it felt like we were so close a few days ago." Aella mumbled. "I miss the hunting back on my home planet, the creatures here....they're no challenge." 

Amanda could feel Steven's eyes on her, watching her, waiting to see if she would reprimand her subordinate. "I think we all do." Amanda said casually, noting that Stevens wasn't the only one listening in on the conversation now. 

"And females." Angel said in her ever seductive voice. 

"The younglings, especially when they first start learning how to fight." Came Stevens deep voice to her left. There were a few chuckles in the group, all remembering their own individual experiences with training the young offspring. 

Then there was brief silence, Amanda felt the home-sickness within herself as well and let the conversation die. In the distance, she saw two figures embrace. That was one thing she was grateful was not waiting for her back home, the agony of being apart from her mate for so long would have probably driven her mad by now. Still, as she watched the two hold each other, enjoying the moment in each other's arms, her heart ached. She wanted someone to call her own. 

"I'm going to miss a good steak when we're home; nothing on my planet quite matches what we have here." Amanda said admittedly. She could see Stevens watching her out of the corner of her eye. "And beer." Came the woman's rich, deep voice. "Ice cream!" Aella said with a grin. "Oh and techno."

"Techno's not a food, dumbass." That was from a blonde called Jesse. 

"Well we're not just talking about food..." 

Amanda tuned out the squabbling of the two women, which was quickly silenced anyways by Stevens sharp reprimand. She glanced down at her communications device. Hmm no luck from any of the other search parties. It was a few hours before dawn, it was time to wrap up the search and go home to get some much needed sleep. She tilted her face to the sky and let out a call loud enough for any of her warriors within distance to hear. It was time to go. 

"She looks tired today." Emily commented, watching her crush as she patrolled the cafeteria. Amanda looked as jovial as always, but there were dark circles under her eyes that Emily didn't see there yesterday. "Eh, sometimes the guards stay up late, drinking or something. Who knows." Jenni said dismissively. "Well I'm glad you two have made up anyways." Emily's head snapped back to look at her cellmate, surprised that Jenni knew, but the dark skinned woman was cutting up her eggs, oblivious to Emily's sudden interest in the conversation. Ok, so she doesn't know... Internally, Emily let out a sigh of relief. She wondered what the prison's rules were about guards having relationships with inmates. Most likely it was forbidden, or probably frowned upon. 

So far Amanda hadn't done anything that seemed like she wanted anything more than friendship with Emily, but maybe it was Emily's own wishful thinking, but Amanda did seem to find every excuse to make skin contact with her. She realized she was zoning out again and quickly focus on Jenni, who had been telling a story. 

Unbeknownst to Emily, Amanda had been watching her too. She gave polite responses to the women that talked to her, occasionally being part of group conversations, but she was never really engaged.

Every so often she would sneak a glance over at the small brunette, sitting with gregarious Jenni. God, she was so beautiful, quiet and assertive at first, but once Amanda had got her talking, the woman had delighted her with her witty and often sardonic humour. Amanda realized she had been staring at Emily for a few seconds and quickly turned away. Calm yourself, girl. You don't want to freak her out. 

She was due for tower duty for most of today but perhaps after breakfast she could catch Emily on her own, have a brief conversation with her. "Richerds, the warden demands your presence." Oh fuck my life. The warden's command effectively ruined that plan. She straightened, making sure that her uniform was impeccable, not that it mattered, and headed for the exit. She passed by Emily's table and her heart beat an increased staccato when the object of her affection looked up. She gave her a warm smile before she left. 

The announcement board of the rec room had a new piece of paper on it today, in blazing cartoonish letters it announced the zombie movie marathon that Amanda had suggested to Emily, and underneath the time and date there was a colored drawing of a horde of cartoon zombies running from a girl in heels shooting a machine gun. Emily chuckled at the cute picture, then looked a little closer at the girl in the drawing. Huh. It looked like her. A lot like her actually. 

Although the drawing looked to have been quickly done, she could see her heart-shaped face, her pale blue eyes twinkling in mischief. Her cartoon alter ego even had the impish grin she had seen on her own face in pictures. She wondered if this was Amanda subtly giving her credit for helping her choose the movie titles. It really was a well drawn picture, she had no idea Amanda was an artist. She looked at the poster fondly, very tempted to take the poster and keep it for herself, but decided that tomorrow, after the showing, would be a better time to remove it. 

She surveyed the rec room, taking in the room in its entirety. There was a large LCD tv in the corner with several couches surrounding it and if there were more people than the couches could hold then they could grab the one person seats that were scattered everywhere. She nodded to herself, it would be good. She couldn't wait to see the turnout, sure it was very last minute, but it was a prison, what else would people be doing anyways. Beside the tv area were several tables with folding chairs, and a basket of playing cards, chess and checkers and other board games. 

Oooh hello. Beside those were two handsome wood pool tables. Wonder what time I have to be doing chores. She glanced at her pamphlet and groaned out loud, causing a few inmates to look over at her curiously. Bathroom duty, great...She wondered which guard would be supervising today. Oh well, there was still a few hours to kill before she had to go and so she played a few games of pool with some of the other inmates. They seemed to have really warmed up to her, and she enjoyed the playful jabs at each other as they played. 

"A pity we can't place bets here." One of the women with a southern drawl commented as Emily pocketed the 8 ball after a very close game. "It would definitely make it more exciting." Emily agreed. "Well I gotta go ladies, it's been a pleasure." She waved goodbye to the few women still gathered around the pool table. They said their goodbyes, Emily promising them that they would play again tomorrow. 

"Ah bathroom 1A...where are you...." Emily muttered to herself. She definitely did not want to be late again. "Oh here..." She spotted a familiar landmark on the map and quickly started to hurry in the direction. "Ooof!" She bumped into a tall, solid figure. 

"I'm sorry, I'm-" She looked up into the face of an unimpressed Stevens. Shit shit shit. "Ah...Palmers... I was just looking for you." Strong hands grasped her shoulders and turned her around, marching her in the opposite direction of bathroom 1A. "I have to get to the bathroom, I have....bathroom duty." She stammered, lord knows what terrible plans Stevens had in store for her. "I know, you idiot. I'm supervising." Stevens' said, sounding annoyed. She was probably rolling her eyes behind her. Well you're not going a very good job, Emily thought to herself. 

"I have other plans for you." The voice chilled her. She thought futilely of calling for help, but there was no one else in the empty hallway. Stevens unlocked a door and pushed her down a hallway. "I read in your profile that you've worked at a spa before. You better pray you can give a good massage." Stevens unlocked a door and pushed her inside. A strong wave of floral scent assaulted her nostrils. Oh, now it made sense. 

She heard the door lock with a solid click behind her. It was a spacious, warmly lit room with a massage table in the center. Beside it was a counter with various oils. There was a blonde standing beside the counter, all dressed in white. There weren't that many six foot blondes in the prison, so Emily immediately recognized her. Angel looked up and her lips turned upward in a sensuous smile. Emily backed up instinctively and bumped into Stevens. Ooh this is not a good place to be, she thought to herself.



Secret in the Secret Ch. 12-13



Ch.12

"Mmm she's scared." Angel said, amused. Her long legs quickly closed the distance between them and soon Emily was breathing in her jasmine scent. Her hand reached up to stroke Emily's cheek. Behind her she heard a deep rumble of laughter from Stevens. Somehow she knew Amanda wasn't going to save her this time. 

"A shame Francesca already claimed you..." Angel's hand traveled from her cheek down to her chin, cupping it and tilting it upwards. "We would've had so much fun." She felt Stevens' hands on her.

"I'm so sick of seeing this florescent orange." Stevens said, annoyed. Almost immediately Emily's jumpsuit was unzipped, the material removed from her body to crumble into a pile on the floor. Emily covered her bra with her hands, her cheeks flushing red as she was exposed. She closed her eyes, preparing herself for the worst. Nothing happened. Stevens had stepped from behind her and was at the massage table, unbuttoning her shirt. Angel was uncorking a bottle of wine at the counter. Neither woman was paying her any attention now. 

"You might want to get changed." Angel said without looking at her. Emily turned and saw a similar outfit to Angel's on an end table near the door. "Unless you want to give a massage in your underwear." 

Stevens was looking her up and down with a lascivious grin. 

"I won't complain."

Emily quickly grabbed the clothes.

She finished putting on the clothes and looked over. Angel had the wine bottle in hand and was pouring the amber liquid into a glass in Stevens' hand. Stevens was bare breasted with only a small pair of black panties to cover herself. She was sitting on the massage table, as comfortable as she was half nude as she was fully clothed. Emily walked over tentatively, trying very hard to avoid looking at the woman's breasts and her dark areolas and lighter colored nipples. 

In fact she tried avoiding looking at all at the muscular, darkly attractive woman. "Brandy, Emily?" A sniffer was passed to Emily before she could answer. Angel poured her a generous amount. "You'll want this." Stevens drawled. "Cognac, vintage." Emily took a sip while studying a painting on the wall of waves crashing on the beach. The brandy was nicely chilled and the flavour was spectacular. Being the lightweight she was, she felt the alcohol hit her almost immediately, making her mind a little fuzzy. She started to move towards the counter against the wall but Stevens' hand stopped her, taking the glass and placing it on the table beside the massage table. 

"Come, Emily." Angel led Emily to the counter. "Pick." Emily sniffed the various scented oils before choosing a spicy and sweet citrus one. She walked back over to Stevens, relieved that the woman was now lying on her back, now the g-string panties gave Emily a great view of her ass. 

She decided a safe place to start would be the upper back, and so she poured some of the oil on her hands, warming them up between her palms before spreading it on Stevens' back, kneading the woman's taut muscles. Stevens was rock solid, and so Emily put quite a bit of pressure onto her, and was rewarded with a loud groan from the woman. 

"Angel, leave us." She heard the woman take in a breath, probably to protest, but a growl from Stevens quickly silenced that thought. Angel let out a tiny whine which Stevens promptly ignored. 

"Shoulders, please." She was a little startled at Stevens' sudden courteous manner. Behind her, she heard the door open and close as Angel left. She squeezed the muscle that ran from Stevens' shoulders to her neck, feeling the stiffness of it. "You carry a lot of tension in your shoulders." She said casually, trying to treat the woman as just another client. She got a grunt of confirmation and continued working. "Drink." Stevens commanded, pointing in the general direction of the table. Emily tilted the glass to her lips, taking a sip. 

She wasn't sure how long she massaged Stevens, but after a while she had finished with the shoulders, the upper back and was now working on the lower back. Stevens seemed to be especially sensitive there, and let out a soft moan at her every touch. This isn't too bad, Emily thought to herself, sure beats bathroom duty, and free drinks too. She reached for her glass, putting it to her lips absently before realizing it was already empty. She looked down and saw that Stevens had turned over and was sitting up now. Emerald green eyes looked at her empty glass. "Refill?" The snifer was filled again before she could even respond. 

"I should probably stop now." Emily said, straightening up. Whoa.Now she realized just how drunk she was as she wavered, slightly off balance. 

"Tipsy?" Stevens abruptly grabbed her, lifting up her small frame. Emily let out a yelp of surprise as she was lowered so that she straddling the taller woman's legs. 

"You spent so much time on the back, you forgot the front." Stevens purred. "I was just getting there." Emily mumbled. Stevens guided Emily's hands to her chisled abs before she lay back down. Oh wow...She ran her hands on Stevens amazingly rock hard muscles. I wonder if Amanda's feels like this... she suddenly realized she wasn't the only one giving a massage now, Stevens was kneading the muscles in Emily's legs, the ones that were sore from her workout with Amanda yesterday. 

"Mm...that feels good." Emily admitted. Before she knew it, Stevens was sitting up, her hands cupping her ass, forcing her to lean forward. Emily gasped as her hands flew out to grab Stevens' shoulders, narrowly avoiding touching Stevens breasts, keeping their bodies apart. 

"You've given such a good massage, I feel obligated to return the favour." Stevens purred, her hands squeezing Emily's buttocks. Emily's body felt warm, and she could feel her gut clench in response to Stevens' voice. She felt a rush of arousal that seemingly came out of nowhere, her clit throbbed hungrily in response, all of a sudden she wanted Stevens to take her. Her shirt was ripped off her, and before she could make a remark of Stevens' surprising strength, the woman's mouth was on hers, kissing her hungrily, her tongue in Emily's mouth, her hands cupping and squeezing Emily's sensitive breasts.

Emily had never felt such a strong sexual pull that came out of nowhere, she found herself kissing Stevens back, her insides on fire with need. Somewhere in her mind a tiny voice said no, this was Stevens, the huge bitch that tripped her and laughed at her and hit her with a baton. 

"Stop, Stevens." It took tremendous effort to push away the woman even a small distance, the woman seemed to have her hands everywhere. Also it didn't help that her body did not feel like resisting at all. "What are you talking about?" Stevens said with a chuckle, pulling Emily back to her. "How could I let you go like this, all hot and bothered, after you have done so much for me?" Emily was flipped over so she was supporting herself on the massage table, her buttocks pulled against Stevens' crotch. 

"No it's ok, you'll just owe me one." She gasped as Stevens reached in front to cup her sex through her pants. She heard a deep rumble of laughter come from the belly of the other woman. "You are such a feisty one." Her pants and underwear were pulled off her and she tried to protest, but Stevens had found her clitoris and was rubbing and oh god the sensations felt so good, she hadn't been touched like this in so long. She found herself rubbing herself against Stevens' hands, wanting more, wanting so much more of this. She let out a loud moan as Stevens inserted two fingers of her other hand into her sex, curling them inside her. 

"Mmm." She let out a cry of dismay as Stevens pulled her fingers out, showing her the moistness that dripped from her fingers. 

" How could you resist me, you are so wet for me." She didn't want the teasing, she wanted those fingers back inside of her, fucking her until she came. Grabbing Stevens' hand, she ran her tongue between the two fingers, tasting herself. Her action worked exactly as planned, Stevens let out a lustful growl and thrust the fingers back inside of her, curling them so that she consistently hit her g-spot while her other hand rubbed Emily's throbbing clit. She could feel her orgasm building like a wave, her vision blurred as her mind thought nothing but her growing orgasm. Except one thing. 

"I thought...I thought I was already claimed....Angel couldn't touch me." She said with a groan. And then, that ever deep and confident voice that whispered in her ear before she fell into oblivion, "Yes, but I'm no angel." 

Ch. 13

When she came down from her high Stevens was already a foot away cleaning off her hands like she did this every day. Emily scrambled to get her underwear and bra back on, a million questions running through her mind. Why, why in the world had she done that? With Stevens no less? She hated Stevens! She started to put her clothes back on but Stevens spoke. 

"We're done here. Take those to the laundry room and these to the kitchen." Stevens was already dressed in her uniform again and she picked up the bottle of cognac and the two glasses, then she strolled out of the room without a backward glance. In a daze, Emily put on her orange jumpsuit, taking the white clothes as well. The entire time from her trip to the laundry room and then to the kitchen, she was trying to figure out what exactly had caused her to do that with Stevens. It was the alcohol, it was definitely the alcohol. She would never-she froze as she almost ran into the last person she wanted to see. It was Amanda. 

Amanda yawned; her body didn't feel like hers as she drifted away from the warden's den, every single muscle in her body sore. She could barely keep her eyes open. She wondered what time it was. Good, only about 5 pm, and the movie marathon would start at 7pm. She couldn't wait to see Emily again, so much so that she found herself walking towards bathroom 1A. As tired as she was, she figured she could spend a few minutes chatting with her before she would take a nap. The warden had been insatiable, it took six guards including Amanda to satisfy her, and when she left she had seen another stationed outside just in case. She was still wondering about what had caused the warden's sexual frenzy before she came face to face with Emily. 

She broke into a smile and was about to speak when she smelt Stevens all over the woman, her musk filling Amanda's nostrils, choking her. She scowled and turned away, a swirling mixture of feeling clouding her mind. 

"What's wrong?" She saw Emily reach out for her and she flinched, moving away. "

Do not touch me." She said, her voice void of emotion. She about-faced, ready to walk away but her mind would not let her. 

" And I don't think I need to tell you that intimate relationships between guards and inmates are strictly forbidden. I'm going to have to write you up for sexual misconduct."

She turned on her heel, furious. She was angry, angry at Emily for betraying her, and angry at herself. NO, she was not angry at herself, she was angry at Emily for breaking the rules.

"OH FUCK YOU AMANDA!" She whirled around, ready to snap back but froze when she saw the tears streaming down Emily's cheeks. "I don't even know what happened, I hate Stevens and all of a sudden I'm letting her put her hands all over me, it's already so fucked up and I don't need you giving me this shit!" Shocked, Amanda opened her mouth to speak but Emily ran away from her, and no matter how loud she called to the brunette Emily did not turn back. 

What have I done...there was a sick feeling in her stomach as she followed Stevens' and Emily's scent back to the massage room. The room right underneath the warden's den. From here she could feel the warden's growing need again, like a pulsating heat that passed through walls, causing Amanda's gut to tighten with sexual arousal. Oh god, Emily had never stood a chance. She had every intention to go upstairs to Emily's cell and explain herself, however at that moment Angel passed by her. 

"Good evening lieutenant." She purred, her green eyes looking at her through heavy lidded eyes. 

"May I accompany you to the cafeteria?" Right, she had almost forgotten about patrolling. 

"Yes." She said numbly to Angel, her eyes looking at the stairs one last time as Angel slid her arm around hers and they started walking in the opposite direction. 

Emily still burned with fury as she flung herself onto her bed, grateful that Jenni wasn't in the cell to see her crying. Fuck this place and everyone in it, she thought to herself, remembering Amanda's angry face as she snapped at her. Her mind screamed at the injustice of it all, hating her body for betraying her. No doubt Stevens had bragged to Amanda about her sexual conquest, and Amanda had believed her, the whole lie. Whatever budding friendship she had with Amanda was ruined now, and as much as she tried to curse Stevens for ruining it, she was responsible for all of it. She brushed away her tears angrily but they kept coming. She definitely wasn't going to dinner looking like this. Her head ached, her nose was stuff and her eyes were sore from crying. She lay down on her bed, closing her eyes, praying that sleep would come. Perhaps when she woke up this would've all been a bad dream. 

Amanda scanned the table Jenni was sitting at, there were a few women there but none of them were Emily. No, Emily wouldn't skip dinner; it would be hours before she would get to eat again. Forty-five minutes later as she watched most of the inmates leaving the cafeteria she realized Emily wasn't coming. The inmate looked at her in surprise as she walked up to the cafeteria ordering station. "One order, please." 

She had a terrible sleep, even in sleep she felt tired, drifting in and out of sleep, every time her mind gained consciousness she felt the twist of anger and shame in her gut. She heard the cell door open, probably Jenni. 

"Emily?" Shit. She didn't reply to Amanda's voice, feigning sleep, hoping the woman would leave. She heard footsteps near her bed, but they sounded closer, not farther.

"You missed dinner." Obviously Amanda wasn't buying her sleeping act. She thought of something to reply with but Oh whatever fuck you bitch came to mind but she settled on something else. 

"I didn't miss a head count." She stated bluntly. God, how she hated this. 

"I know, but it'll be hours before the cafeteria opens again." She heard something being set down on the desk in the cell, a light clatter of utensils as they bumped against each other. Had Amanda actually brought her food? She kept her eyes firmly shut stubbornly.

"I'm not hungry." Her stomach growled. It seemed like her body was determined to betray her at every single point.

"Emily, would you look at me please?" At the imploring tone in Amanda's voice she finally opened her eyes. Amanda was standing beside the desk, looking contrite. 

"I found what actually happened, it wasn't your fault, I spoke harshly to you and I apologize." 

Amanda said softly, taking a step closer to Emily's bed. Emily looked away, feeling the burn behind her eyes, tears threatening to escape her eyes as she was forced to relieve the moment again.

"I hate when people yell at me, I trusted you." She finally blurted out, brushing away her tears, annoyed that she was showing weakness.

"I'm sorry Emily, I was-" she looked up at the pause in Amanda's sentence, the woman had knelt with one knee on her bed, she had a crinkle in her brow, like she was thinking hard.

"I jumped to conclusions, it was wrong of me." Emily looked away. "What I did, that wasn't me, I wouldn't do that, I-" Tears were flowing faster than she could brush them away and she was breathing hard now, almost hyperventillating. "I believe you." Amanda said quickly, and Emily felt the warmth of Amanda's hands as she hugged her gently. Amanda's embrace felt so comforting to her, she felt the warmth spread from Amanda's hands to her very core. 

"The alcohol Stevens gave you was very strong." Amanda said softly. "It didn't' feel that way, it felt..." She had no words to describe the extreme feelings she felt, her libido out of control, bursting with need, wanting, wanting so badly... there were no words so she said nothing. 

"Incarceration sometimes does strange things to people." She heard Amanda say. She didn't reply, only rested her head on Amanda's shoulder. She had forgiven Amanda, how could she not? It felt so right to be in her arms. "I have to go." Amanda said, pulling away. Maybe she was imagining it, but did Amanda sound reluctant to leave? "Will I see you at the movie marathon tonight?" She had completely forgotten about it. "I don't think so..." Now Amanda clearly looked disappointed. "I hope you change your mind, I was looking forward to seeing you there. At least eat something. Good bye" She motioned towards the tray of food before she headed for the door. "I will, bye." She watched as Amanda left, the rays of the evening sun shining through the window, casting the woman in a warm glow. Oh she was definitely going. 



Secret in the Secret Ch. 14-15



After she finished her meal there was only a few minutes before the zombie marathon would start. She hurried to the rec room. When she got to the rec room she was pleased to see that there were already a group of thirty or so women already gathered there, lounging on couches or chairs, chatting happily. 

It was easy to spot the guards because they were the only ones that weren't wearing orange jumpsuits, Emily immediately recognized Amanda and Francesca, and then two other guards she hadn't met before. Francesca and Amanda were out of uniform, both wearing black sweatpants, Francesca wearing a baggy green t-shirt and Amanda wearing a pink cami top. Even in the casual attire Amanda looked so good. 

"You came." Amanda had spotted her and was striding over, all smiles.

"Yeah." Emily said shyly, still remembering their moment less than an hour ago.

"Well I'm glad you changed your mind, I'm gonna go get this zombie marathon started." Amanda said, squeezing her arm gently before heading over to stand in front of the tv. 

"Alright, everyone, thanks for coming to the zombie marathon, we got three movies we want to watch let's decide on the order right now, who wants to see 28 days later first? Ok who wants to see Dawn of the dead first? Ok Dawn of the dead it is." Amanda said to cheers from the ones that voted for Dawn of the Dead. Seeing that if she didn't quickly find a spot she would end up sitting in someone's lap or on the floor, Emily quickly hurried to grab a spot on one of the couches.

"I'm glad they picked Dawn of the Dead, it's one of my favorites." Amanda said, taking the spot on the right beside Emily. "Make room, ladies." Said one of the prisoner's, Wanda, a plump woman who sat down on Emily's left, effectively pushing the two women together. "Wanda, your fat ass is in the way." Another woman complained to laughter. 

"Oh sorry, you girls ok if I sit here?" Wanda asked, looking sheepishly at Amanda and Emily. "Um, I'm ok." Emily said, though she was practically in Amanda's lap now. "Er...Amanda you ok?" 

The brunette nodded. "Yeah I'm comfortable." Well Emily wasn't going to object, Amanda was nice and warm and she enjoyed the closeness to the other woman, even though it hadn't been intentional. Someone turned the lights off and now the only light came from the large television. The scent of Amanda's perfume or shampoo or whatever it was smelled pleasant, and she leaned back comfortably, breathing in the aroma as she watched the word "Universal" circle the cgi earth planet. "Maybe we could watch the original next time." She said quietly to Amanda. "Maybe, I'll ask everyone later. Oops sorry." Amanda said, accidentally touching Emily's knee after she had scratched her nose. "That's ok." 

Even though she had seen the movie several times before, Emily enjoyed watching it with the group of women, they gasped and urged the heroine on at the right times, crying out at the jump scenes. After a while Amanda had seemed to given up on trying to avoid brushing up on Emily and her hand had been resting on Emily's knee for quite a while now. Emily turned her head to look over to see if Amanda was enjoying the reactions of the audience and was surprised to see the other woman's eyes were closed, her head resting back on the couch, sound asleep. She looked so peaceful sleeping there, Emily felt a surge of feeling towards her new friend. She turned back to watch the movie, a small smile on her face. 

It was about halfway through the movie when she felt Amanda shift her weight as she tried to get into a more comfortable position. Emily looked over at her, who still looked a little dazed. She rubbed Amanda's hand affectionately before returning to watch the movie. After the end of Dawn of the Dead, there was a brief intermission where everyone could get up and stretch their legs for ten minutes or take a quick washroom break. Emily walked over to the window, looking out into the courtyard. It definitely was summertime, the days were long and even now the sun's rays still cast onto the courtyard, making long shadows of anything that was out there. She could see the forest from here, tantalizing freedom that seemed so close. This was the first time she had been in jail, and already she missed the outdoors, fresh air. There was no privacy anywhere here. "Ready for the next one?" Amanda's presence was a welcome distraction from Emily's thoughts. "Yeah." She said, following Amanda back to the couch. 

"I can't believe so many women showed up for that." Amanda said happily, elated from the success of the zombie marathon. She and the other guards now were escorting the women back to their cells for night lock up. When the guards split up to make the job go faster, naturally Emily ended up with Amanda. Amanda had purposely taken the others back to their cells first so she and Emily could have some time alone. "Thank you, I don't think I would've ever planned that if you hadn't been so strongly in favour of the idea." 

"No problem, who doesn't love a good zombie movie."

She was reluctant to take Emily back to her cell upstairs so soon, so she started walking slower until they finally just stopped in a hallway where she couldn't hear the sounds of the sleeping inmates, but even they stood close together, speaking in soft voices. Emily was leaning against the wall now, smiling up at her. 

"I'm so glad I met you." Amanda ducked her head and chuckled, feeling a rush of warmth from Emily's words. Then a sudden thought. That's why I acted that way when I found out she was with Steven. I want her for myself, Amanda realized. She was so close to Emily now she could see her reflection in Emily's blue eyes. Then she kissed her, a gentle kiss, but when she felt Emily kiss her back she deepened the kiss, loving the feel of Emily's soft lips, the taste of her strawberry chapstick, Emily's hands in her hair, wanting more. But when she heard one of the other guards calling her name she snapped back to reality, pulling away from Emily, hearing a soft whimper from Emily as they broke apart.

"I'm sorry." She apologized, avoiding eye contact with Emily. Even now she was cursing herself for acting on her emotions, what was she thinking? Emily was an inmate for god sake. And a human. "I'll take you back to your cell now." She said, leading the way. 





Ch. 15

Amanda was silent as she led the way, bringing Emily back to her cell. Emily's heart was still pounding from the unexpected kiss, the kiss that she hadn't wanted to end. But Amanda had pulled away, had...apologized? She had looked over at Amanda while they were walking, wanting to ask why Amanda had pulled away, but Amanda's stony face deterred her. When Emily entered her cell Amanda muttered a quiet good night before locking the door behind her. Emily lay on the bed, once again finding it hard to sleep with all the thoughts in her head. Who apologizes after a kiss anyways, Emily thought grumpily, punching her pillow before closing her eyes. 

The prison felt stifling to Amanda, she had to get out, had to be outdoors, away. And alone. A flick of her pass and she was in the courtyard, jogging towards the exit. It was quiet in the courtyard, her footsteps the only noises. It was a whole different story once she swiped her pass and got outside the complex. Here it was alive. She filled her lungs with the smell of the forest, stripping herself of her clothes, folding them neatly before tucking them away underneath a bush. Here, with no risk of being spotted by an inmate, she could be herself. 

She stretched, enjoying the chilly night air against her naked body, and broke into a run, her night vision allowing her to easily leap over fallen logs and rocks. She ran faster and faster until she reached a speed no human could even dream of. She ran until her lungs burned and she finally had to slow down. She spotted an ancient tree, likely a hundred years old or more and started to climb it, her clawed hands and feet easily grasping the rough bark and she propelled herself upward, higher and higher until she reached the top and was able to look out over the dark forest. It was so wrong. Even now she could almost imagine Emily's lips against hers, the mere thought of it now still brought her pleasure. But Emily had kissed her thinking she was human, like her. 

There were so many women on their mothership that Amanda could have fallen for, but she had to fall for a human. Like most of the human population on earth, Emily had been living her life blissfully unaware that there were other sentient life forms in the universe. And it would have to stay that way. Amanda would have to keep the secret. She watched the forest scenery until the beginnings of daybreak changed the black and gray forest into a sea of vibrant green, and then she headed back to the prison. 

She walked through the hallways of the prison and thought she was the only one awake at this early hour until she heard a familiar sultry voice. "Good morning, lieutenant." 

Amanda turned to see Angel in a freshly pressed uniform start to walk towards her. She wondered how she looked in her crumpled uniform that had spent a good couple hours in a bush outside. But Angel didn't seem to notice, instead once the blonde reached Amanda the first thing she did was put her hands on Amanda's arm seductively. "May I interest you in some breakfast?"

Amanda paused before giving her answer, she hadn't slept yet and the thought of going to bed seemed like a very good idea. "If you're going to bed now the kitchen will be closed by the time you get up." Angel said, sensing her hesitation. That was true. "Lieutenant..." Angel's voice fondly caressed Amanda's title. "Let me serve you..." 

"So, the usual?" 

"Please."

Angel flittered around the kitchen, clearly in her element as she quickly made Amanda a five egg white omelette with bell peppers, mushrooms and onions. Amanda sat on a bar stool, watching the woman but deeply immersed in her own thoughts. "For you, Amanda." Angel said, presenting the omelette to Amanda after a few minutes. One bite of the delicious dish and Amanda suddenly realized how hungry she was and immediately started to dig in. She could see Angel watching her out of the corner of her eye, a hungry expression on her face. 

"So..." Angel's arms wrapped around her waist, the blonde leaning forward and taking the empty plate from Amanda's hand, putting it away from them onto the counter. "I asked around, and you haven't been with anyone this week." Angel's voice was husky as she leaned against Amanda, their breasts were pressing together, Angel's large ones against Amanda's smaller ones. "God, I just want to taste you." Angel purred, licking her lips lasciviously as she spoke, as she could still vividly remember their last time together. 

"I thought Stevens kept you satisfied." Amanda said, trying to focus on the conversation with Angel pressed up against her. It was true, she hadn't been with anyone this week, and now her body was hungry, craving the bodily pleasure. "Please, let me taste you." Angel begged now, her eyes dilated now. Amanda could feel Angel's hands on her belt buckle. She should've been happy, as the highest ranking officer in the prison second only to the warden herself, all the other females would willingly submit to her, would beg to be taken by her, to drink of her essence, most would kill to be in the position she was in. She should have been happy. She wasn't. 

"Not today, Angel." She said gruffly, pushing the other woman away unceremoniously. She headed for the door before pausing. "Thank you for breakfast." Then, not for the first time, she left the tall blonde alone and unsatisfied. 

Emily had been waiting to get a moment alone with Amanda after breakfast, had been dying to know what the kiss last night had meant to the other woman. But Amanda hadn't been at breakfast. She hadn't been there at lunch either. It was only after dinner in the courtyard that Emily spotted Amanda in casual attire, chatting with Stevens. 

She waited impatiently until Amanda started to walk back into the prison, then jogged over. "Hey." Brown eyes looked over, slightly surprised. "Oh. Hey." Amanda's grin was warm, but Emily couldn't help but feel like Amanda was suppressing her emotions, there was an oddly blank look on her face and she wasn't her usual cheerful self. 

"I want to talk about last night." Emily said cautiously, but Amanda interrupted her. 

"I'm sorry, that was a mistake on my part, it was very unprofessional of me." Now Amanda looked tired as she rubbed the bridge of her nose, closing her eyes. 

"I like you Emily, and I hope that didn't affect our friendship." She should've known this was coming, and yet her heart still wasn't prepared for those words. 

"I didn't mind." She said softly, almost to herself, feeling a blush come to her cheeks. She looked away; missing the look of longing that Amanda gave her. "I have to go now." Amanda said to her. Emily could only nod. She avoided eye contact with the other woman, looking away until she could no longer hear Amanda's footsteps as she walked away. 



Secret in the Secret Ch. 16-17



But despite knowing that her friendship with Emily could never be more than platonic, Amanda could not stay away from the smaller woman. The next day she found herself greeting the mentioned woman warmly, and after the initial surprise showing on Emily's face, they were able to have a short conversation about meeting at the gym later before Amanda had to leave. 

I guess a friendship is better than nothing, Emily thought gloomily to herself, trying to force herself to forget the heated kiss the two had shared in a secluded hallway two days ago. She absent -mindly brushed her hands across her lips, savouring the first and last kiss that she had with the beautiful brunette. Stupid jail, she thought before realizing that she wouldn't have met Amanda anyways if she wasn't here in the first place. Well sitting and moping around wasn't going to help her get over Amanda, so she decided to head to the rec room to relax. 

I guess the pool players sleep in, Emily thought to herself as she noted the empty pool tables with disappointment. And someone was already playing on the PS3! Frowning, Emily looked closer at the girl with a pixie haircut. She wasn't wearing an orange jumpsuit so she had to be a guard, but she must've been off duty because the girl, well, she thought girl but the guard was obviously a woman, but the delicate face and the way she was enthusiastically playing GTA IV made Emily think the girl was younger than the others. 

"Shit!" The girl swore loudly as her character was killed by a passing helicopter. Having spent countless hours with Sam playing this game Emily watched with interest as the girl restarted the mission and failed again. 

"You wanna play?" The girl asked, passing Emily the controller. 

"Oh!" Emily was surprised but took it, passing the mission with ease.

"Damn, you're good at this!" The girl commented. 

"What's your name?" 

"Emily, and yours?"

"It's Aella." 

"Nice to meet you." Emily said, passing the controller back to Aella. Over the next hour they chatted about video games while passing the controller back and forth, it was definitely one of the better mornings Emily had while staying at this prison.

She was wondering why a sudden hush had come across the increasingly raucous rec room when a tall figure in the black prison uniform sudden stepped in front of the tv, blocking their view. She looked up, expecting the worst and she wasn't disappointed. 

"Palmers, bathroom 2B needs attention." Stevens' voice was as annoying to Emily as ever. Apparently nothing had changed between them, Stevens was still an ass. 

"I'll come with you." Aella said, saving the game and leaping up. 

"Aella, a word please." Stevens said almost lazily. Emily watched as they left the rec room and headed left down a hallway. Bathroom 2B was on the right. Oh fuck it. Emily paused until they were a few steps away before following the two women down the hallway. 

Aella's mouth suddenly felt very dry as she followed the taller woman down a hallway into a storage room. 

"Sit." Stevens said emotionlessly. Aella looked around and sat down on a box. 

"So you were talking to Emily." Stevens said. 

"Yes." Aella said politely, not knowing where this was going. She had never really talked to Stevens, mostly the second lieutenant ignored her. Now that she was alone with Stevens she could feel the power emanating off the other woman, and she could feel herself getting wet from being slow close to Stevens. 

"She's mine, you're not to socialize with her, understand?" Stevens said sternly to her. Aella looked down at her hands, nodding.

"Yes, lieutenant." She felt a hand on her chin, forcing her to look up at the tall woman. 

"Keep your head up, Aella. You're still a warrior." Stevens said firmly. "Even if your training was interrupted when we crashed landed on this planet." 

"Yes, lieutenant." Aella said, looking up at Stevens' flawless face, her proud shoulders, the part of her muscular chest that showed through the top of her collared shirt. She had always admired the lieutenant and the confidence she always seemed to have. 

"Good." The lieutenant said, stroking Aella's chin with her thumb. The little gesture was enough make Aella's head spin. The lieutenant just exuded raw sexual energy and it was making her weak in the knees.

She moved forward just a fraction and the lieutenant was kissing her, Aella opened her mouth to allow Stevens' tongue entrance. Excitement made her heart pound like a jackhammer, she fumbled the buttons on the liuetenant's shirt before she was flipped around, her shirt pulled up and over her head. With one hand the lieutenant unsnapped her bra, exposing Aella's pink nippled breasts to the air. 

"Oh...lieutenant." She moaned as Stevens' hands reached from behind her to cup her breasts, pinching and rolling the nipples between her fingers. She was soaking wet now and grinded her ass into the lieutenant's crotch, feeling the bulge growing there. "Your breasts are so soft." Muttered Stevens in a low growl, the timbre of her voice causing Aella's clit to throb and swell. 

She arched her back as Stevens slid one hand into Aella's pants, rubbing her clit. 

"Oh please." She begged, the edges of her vision blurred and she closed her eyes at the onslaught of pleasure that started from between her legs and spread to the tips of her fingers and toes. She heard a low chuckle from behind her before the words. "Take off your pants." With shaking fingers she unbuttoned her jeans, dropping them to her feet and kicking them away. She felt the lieutenant's hands on the straps of her g-string now and she couldn't help but let out a shudder of longing. 

Her g-string was pulled off her excruciatingly slowly. She heard the sound of a zipper being opened and then felt the warmth of Stevens' cock between her legs, sliding against her wetness, against her pussy lips. She bit her lip and reached down, rubbing the dark colored tip. She felt something else between her legs, lower. She looked down in surprise to see another dark colored tip peeking out at her between her legs. She gasped, using her hand to stroke the second phallus. 

She had known about the second lieutenant's dual phalluses, but had never seen them with her own eyes. She hadn't thought Stevens would be the kind to tease, but the woman certainly was doing that now, she was putting the tip of her first penis just inside of Aella's pussy, only enough to drive her crazy with need. 

"Please," She begged the lieutenant, after trying to guide Stevens deeper inside of her and being denied yet again. 

"I want you...deep inside me." She let out a moan as Stevens pinched her nipples hard, but it was nothing compared to the moan as Stevens entered her immediately, stretching her pussy with her large cock. Now her moans were continuous as Stevens pumped her, every stroke brought her closer and closer to orgasm. All of a sudden, Stevens stopped. Aella turned her head, disappointed. Was the lieutenant finished already? 

She felt the lieutenant's lips on hers first before she felt the second cock press against her anus, and she gasped against Stevens' mouth as she was entered from behind.

"Ooooh!" The lieutenant's second cock was just large and she could feel her spincter muscles stretch to accommodate the member, her pussy contracting against the penis. The initial moment of brief pain was quickly forgotten as Stevens picked Aella effortlessly and started to thrust into both her holes, the process made easier by the lubrication that her cocks seemed to make on their own. Aella's mouth hung open in an O as she was held in the air, feeling the exquisite pleasure of being double penetrated.

When Stevens started thrusting into her faster and faster, her cocks going all the way inside she felt like she couldn't breathe but it didn't matter, she would die feeling the best orgasm she ever had. Stevens' dual cocks swelled inside of her and she climaxed, seeing stars behind her closed eyelids as Stevens filled her with the essence. Power surged through her, for a moment she and the lieutenant were of one body and one mind, she orgasmed over and over until her body was exhausted and she slumped against the lieutenant's chest, spent. 

She could feel fingers rubbing against her swollen clit and she groaned, wanting to push the hand away, the intense sensations from her overstimulated clit were verging on almost pain now but Stevens did not cease until Aella came one last time, her pussy and ass clenching and taking Stevens' essence inside herself. 

The surge of power did not leave her when the lieutenant lowered her back to the ground and pulled out of her with a wet sucking noise. When she turned around to look at the lieutenant the woman was already immaculately dressed again. Stevens gave her a curt nod before leaving the storage room, closing the door firmly behind her.

Aella put on her clothes hastily before exiting the storage room as well, running down the hall. Neither of them saw Emily hiding behind a corner, her eyes wide with shock. 

CH.Seventeen (17)

"That weight seems heavier than usual." 

Emily muttered to half to herself, half to Amanda after she had shakily completed the last rep of her deadlifts.

"Hmm were you planning on completing an extra rep?" Amanda said with one eyebrow raised. Emily faked slapping her forehead, "Damn, I'm just so out of it today." 

"Something on your mind?" Amanda asked casually as she helped Emily take the weights of the bar. 

"Oh I just..." Emily paused, debating whether or not to tell Amanda about what she had seen in the storage room between Aella and Stevens. That had been a few hours ago and now she could barely believe it had even happened. But her eyes could not have lied to her, she had been fully alert at that time. 

Stevens had sex with Aella in the storage room. And Stevens had two dicks. She looked over at Amanda who was now leaning against a squat rack, studying Emily's expression.

"It's just..." She couldn't help it, she had to tell someone, it was she needed someone to tell her how crazy it sounded.

"I saw Stevens and Aella together and they were...being intimate." She said, finally deciding on the euphemism. At Amanda's look of surprise she laughed shakily. 

"That wasn't the weirdest thing I saw...for some reason it looked like Stevens had like..." She looked around the gym to see if anyone could hear their conversation, after seeing that the gym was almost completely empty she continued. 

"...like she had two dicks." This time she laughed so Amanda wouldn't think she was crazy. "Weird, right?" 

She expected Amanda to laugh with her, maybe to make a joke about someone spiking the orange juice or something to that extent, instead the taller brunette frowned and looked unhappy about something. 

"But it was just a trick of the light probably." Emily said, beamused. 

"Amanda?" 

"Hmm?" Amanda looked up, "Oh...yes that is weird. You should sleep more if you're seeing things like that." Amanda turned her attention to the gym area. "It's getting late, you've got time for a quick shower before I have to take you back to your cell." 

Stupid, stupid Stevens, her second lieutenant always had sex on the brain and had been careless enough to be spotted by Emily. This time Stevens was going to pay for her negligence. But this was more than the anger that she should be directing at Stevens, Amanda realized. She was angry at the protocol, having to hide their true selves from the humans. Maybe she wanted Emily to see her, Amanda, in her true form. She shook away this thought impatiently to think about what she was going to write in her report. 

Emily stripped out of her dirty clothes and stepped into the shower, letting the warm water wash away the day's dirt and grime. The shower also gave her time to think about Amanda's reaction. Why did Amanda take her comment so seriously? Maybe Stevens really was a genetic anomaly. That could explain the whole bitchiness factor. She debated this idea for a moment before disregarding it, that would actually make sense, and she wanted to hate Stevens in peace. 

Still, it was hard not to think about the two together, the look on Aella's face when Stevens was pumping her, those two cocks, so thick and powerful. The more she thought about it the more turned on she was, she could almost imagine the two cocks inside of her, filling her up. Except she would never fantasize about Stevens, instead in her mind it was Amanda who had the cocks, Amanda who was lifting her up and thrusting into her. 

She could imagine the scene so vividly in her head, except with Amanda they would be face to face and they would be kissing. That part was easiest to imagine, she hadn't forgotten Amanda's searing kisses. Her hands moved between her legs, rubbing her clit as she played out the fantasy in her head. She was close to orgasming when everything suddenly went dark. 

Amanda had been writing down notes in her black notebook when the lights suddenly went out. This was not good. With her perfect night vision she crossed the gym to the communication booth. Good, it still had power, which meant the backup generators were working and all the cells were locked down.

"Richerds checking in." She listened to the voice on the other end.

"All prisoners except prisoner 1059, 1023, 1230 are secured." 

"Roger that, prison 1059 is with me." Amanda said, 

"What are the orders from the warden?" 

"Secure the prisoners and wait for the tech crew to sort it out." 

"Copy that." Amanda glanced at the door and saw the red glow that signified that it was locked. She flashed her keypass at it but it remained red. She cursed out loud, she and Emily were locked in.



Secret in the Secret Ch. 18-19



Emily waited for her eyes to adjust to the darkness, but there was absolutely no light in the locker room for her eyes to adjust to. Fear started to creep at the edges of her mind as she groped blindly for the shower knob, turning off the water. She couldn't see, and she was naked. "Hello?" She called out, ashamed of the squeak in her voice. Her hands touched the walls of the showers, trying to find her towel. Pain shot up her leg as her shin collide with a bench and she couldn't help but let out a cry of pain. 

"Emily?" Amanda rushed into the locker room and had to quickly avert her gaze when she realized Emily was naked.

"I'm in here!" 

She peeked up at Emily's figure, purposely looking at Emily's face, which were wide eyed in fear. Amanda's predatory instincts immediately picked up her fear...but more than that, Emily had been busy in the shower again, Amanda could smell Emily's arousal, even now. Sensing the restless sexual energy remaining in her friend, she knew Emily had been interrupted. 

The combination of arousal and fear was like the ultimate aphrodisiac for Amanda, she could feel her member immediately rising to stand at full attention. 

"Amanda?" Emily groped blindly in front of her, trying to find the location of Amanda's voice. "I'm here." Amanda's voice sounded oddly husky, Emily wondered if she was afraid of the dark too. She felt the taller brunette's hands on her and she hugged Amanda harder than she normally would have. 

Amanda let out a surprised grunt as Emily pressed her naked body against hers. "I'll get you a towel." She said, moving away quickly. "Oh! I'm so sorry, I forgot..." said a mortified Emily. "Don't worry about it." Amanda said through gritted teeth as her cock strained against her pants. She wanted Emily so badly right now, it was getting difficult to keep her voice steady. "Where's your towel? I'll get it for you." Amanda said, willing to do anything that would distract her from the mesmerizing sight. "It's by the showers, but -- hey! Be careful." Emily called out as Amanda walked over to the showers easily, trailing her hand on the lockers to pretend she was using them to guide her. "Found it." 

"Wow, you know your way around." Emily muttered as Amanda walked back over to her. 

"Trust me, use this gym as often as I do and you will too." Amanda said as she handed her the towel. Her eyes scanned greedily over Emily's body, admiring the small perky breasts with their soft pink tips, the small patch of hair between Emily's legs...she swallowed, forcing herself to look away. 

"I don't like the dark." She heard Emily say softly as Amanda handed Emily her clothes that had been lying on the bench. Crack! There was the sound of something falling outside the locker room in the gym, probably a weight that wasn't properly put back on the rack. Emily let out a scream and grabbed onto Amanda, her fingers grabbing onto Amanda's arm tightly. "What was that?!" 

"Probably just a weight that fell." Amanda said, amused as she watched Emily stare with unseeing eyes at where the noise came from. "If it makes you feel better, we're locked in here until the power comes back on, no one can come in here. We're alone." She spoke the words before she realized the implication of them, Emily looked up at her with those adorable blue eyes and Amanda mumbled, "God, you're so beautiful." She didn't know who leaned in first but soon they were kissing, their lips locked and their arms wrapped around each other, kissing like they were long time lovers. 

Amanda couldn't recall ever having a more heated kiss, though with all the blood rushing from her head to her nether regions she wasn't really going to bother trying to recall a memory. She leaned forward boldly to lick Emily's earlobe and was rewarded with a moan from the other woman, who arched into her. It surprised her when Emily was the one pushing her away. 

"Wha?' Amanda mumbled, not wanting the kiss to end. "Amanda, you can't keep doing this and then pushing me away, it's cruel." With the lights off, Amanda could watch Emily's face unwaveringly without fearing that Emily would be put off by her intensity. How could she explain how much she wanted her? They were like two streams downhill, no matter how hard she tried she just couldn't stay away from the other woman. Emily brushed a strand of hair away from her face silently, looking flustered. Almost immediately Amanda caught a whiff of her scent, like a delicate perfume, tantalizing in its aroma. And then she made a decision. "We could keep it a secret." She heard herself saying. Emily didn't say anything and she immediately felt foolish for suggesting it before she noticed that Emily had a small smile on her face. "Okay." 

CH.19

Emboldened by Emily's response, Amanda strode forward, breaking the distance between them to capture her lips with hers. The soft sigh that came as a response almost melted her, it was so tender, so gentle, so sweet. For what seemed like a short time she thought of nothing else but the feel of her lips against Emily's, their arms wrapped around each other. She paused when she heard the sound of the fans turning back on. "What is it?" Emily mumbled before they were temporarily blinded by the lights coming on suddenly. 

"Ok, ow." She heard Emily complain, and when she looked over Emily was rubbing her eyes. 

"Guess the power's back." She said, trying to hide her disappointment. She wanted nothing more than to continue making out with Emily. When she had been with some of the other guards, it had always been heated and quick, but with Emily she wanted to savour every kiss, every touch. It was like nothing she had ever experienced.

"I'll take you back to your cell now." Amanda said, checking the clock. Wow, it had been forty five minutes since the power went out. She looked over at Emily and quickly recognized the look of determination on her friend and well, now lover, she thought fondly to herself. 

"If we're going to be sneaking around, I have one request." 

"Oh?" Amanda arched an eyebrow, feigning amusement but inside she worried. What if Emily asked for answers that she couldn't give? "And what would that be?" 

"That we go on a date." Oh. That would be a difficult task, but not impossible. And Emily definitely deserved a proper date after all Amanda had put her through, being all hot and cold with the other woman. Amanda nodded slowly, already trying to think up some possibilities. "You got a deal." 

There was no point in prolonging the trip to Emily's cell, she would see her again tomorrow, perhaps they could have their date tomorrow. "I'll see you tomorrow." She said to Emily once they had reached the cell. "I'm looking forward to it. Good night." Emily said softly, her hand lightly brushing Amanda's arm before she went inside. "Night." Amanda locked the cell and started to head downstairs. The prison never looked so beautiful. 

Emily awoke to a perfect sunny day, which she thought reflected her mood perfectly. So, Amanda liked her, a lot from the looks of it. She didn't much like the fact that they had to be secretive about it but hey, she would take what she could get. She closed her eyes, remember their steamy make out session in the locker room last night. Even that sounded pretty scandalous when she thought about it that way. Mmm Amanda was such an excellent kisser. She went downstairs, starving and ready for breakfast. On her way to the cafeteria she paused by the door that she knew led to the guard's area. The door light on the door flashed red, indicating it was locked. She peeked through the little window but she couldn't see anything else other than the hallway and the door at the end. 

"Looking for something?" She turned around upon hearing Amanda's voice, startled. Then she was confused, Amanda was standing in front of her, but she was wearing the orange jumpsuits that the prisoners wore. Oh. "You-" 

Amanda put a finger to her lips, indicating that she should be quiet about it. "Oh wow." Emily laughed. That was clever, dress up like a prisoner and no one would think it strange that they were spending time together. 

"That was smart, I gotta give you props for that." Emily said as they headed for the cafeteria. 

"Haha, thanks." 

Emily paused when she noticed that Amanda wasn't following. "Not coming?" She watched the other woman shake her head. "Can't risk it, one of the guards will probably spot me. I'll wait for you in the courtyard, ok?" 

"Okay." Emily said with a grin. She had to force herself from skipping to the cafeteria, her heart giddy with excitement. 

Emily felt a little nervous going to the courtyard, it was great that she knew that Amanda liked her, but still she wondered if maybe in the light of day, Amanda would realize that they didn't have that much in common, maybe they wouldn't get along, maybe-

"Hey." Amanda had been sitting on one of the benches in the courtyard and had stood up when she saw Emily, walking over to her. "How was breakfast?" 

"Good, it's usually pretty good actually." Emily said, admiring how the sun caught Amanda's hazel locks, turning them golden brown. "Yeah, Angel's pretty good at supervising the cooking crew, she can make some pretty good food too usually." 

"I thought you might be hungry, I brought you this." Emily said, putting the carton of orange juice and apple quickly into Amanda's hands. 

"Oh, that's really nice of you." Amanda said, gripping the apple between her hands and breaking it into two. "Let's share this." 

It turned out that Emily had nothing to worry about, in fact in Amanda's disguise they both felt more at ease and chatted openly about a whole number of topics. They chatted all through morning and into the late afternoon about a whole number of topics like movies, video games and even politics. After a few hours the two women drifted towards the large tree that they had once chatted at, and they sat underneath its massive shade, watching some women play a basketball game in the distance. 

"You know, this is probably the best first date I've ever had." Amanda commented casually. "Me too." Emily said shyly. She looked down, seeing Amanda's hands resting on the grass. She put her own hand on it, feeling a brief moment glee when Amanda interlaced their fingers, and that glee turned into joy when Amanda placed a kiss on her lips. She lost herself in the kiss, tasting Amanda, breathing in her scent, enjoying the feel of her body against the guard's. She heard a soft beeping noise and tried to ignore it, but pretty soon it was hard for both of them to ignore the noise. Amanda let out a soft groan and it wasn't the kind that Emily liked. "I gotta get back to work, sorry." 

"Don't be sorry." Emily said, trying to tame her tousled locks as Amanda straightened up. "How long have we been here anyways?" 

"Uh well it's 4 pm already." 

"Oh shit, no kidding?" It certainly hadn't felt like they had been making out for three hours, though time seemed to do strange things when she was with Amanda, it slowed down and sped up and sometimes even stopped when they were together. 

As ugly as the jumpsuit was, Amanda was grateful for the bagginess of the outfit, it did a lot to help her hide just how much her body had enjoyed the taste of Emily's lips against hers.

"When do I get to see you again?" Emily asked. 

"Hmm it won't be until the day after tomorrow, so Wednesday." Amanda said with a frown, her own disappointment echoed on Emily's features. "I can't wait." She said to Emily softly, pulling the shorter brunette towards her, giving her a long kiss. 

"You better be at my cell bright and early on Wednesday." Emily said sulkily. 

"Yes, 7am sharp if that's what you want." Amanda said with a grin, resisting the urge to tell Emily that she looked so cute when she was pouting. She gave Emily one last kiss before finally telling herself that she really had to go now.

"Gotta run, bye!" She said before jogging back towards the prison. 

Amanda was in high spirits that night when the crew of guards set out for the next expedition, she bounding from tree to tree and laughed jovially at the jokes others made. "You're in good spirits today, Mandy, what's the occasion?" Stevens said with a smile, apparently Amanda's happiness was infectious. 

"Oh you know, I'm just glad to be outside, we've been cooped up in that prison for way too long." Amanda said, leaning against a boulder as the rest caught up to them. She heard a few murmurs of agreement. 

"I just don't understand how the Oosith could've traveled so far from the crashsite." Aella complained. 

"Well, when we crashed, the ship was severely damaged, it couldn't contain the Oosith any longer, so it escaped. Once we find the Oosith we can capture it again and use its energy to power our ship." Stevens said and paused. "Then we can finally go home." 

"Well, it would help if we actually know what it looks like." Aella sighed. Amanda was shocked when Stevens replied with an air of patience she wasn't know for. "The Oosith can take various forms, we have to rely on our scanners to find it." At this she glanced at the scanner, which was showing no trail. Amanda didn't mind, she wanted more time with Emily to progress their relationship. 

As they walked through the forest, Amanda studied Aella. Something was different about her...Ah. She noted the doting way Aella was giving Stevens and the way that Stevens had responded so kindly, well kindly by Stevens' standards, meant only one thing. Aella was giving it to Stevens on a daily basis. Well, her second lieutenant did get around a lot. Amanda recalled her most recent tangle with another person was with Angel the night they went hunting. Ah, how long ago was that? It seemed like such a long time. The warden would not be pleased. Although Amanda still felt the impact of the Warden's presence and craved sexual satisfaction, she didn't want it from just anyone, so she had been taking care of it herself. Well, she would be seeing the warden tomorrow, they would discuss it during their time together. 

Early the next morning, Amanda got dressed, scarfed down a quick breakfast and headed for the warden's lair. This morning was more difficult than the others, she longed to see Emily again, to hear her sweet voice, to taste her kisses. It was getting difficult to think about anything else other than spending time with Emily, she was like a drug to Amanda, during their time together she was filled with such happiness all her worries were forgotten. 

She entered the warden's quarters and was greeted by another guard, nude and solemn. Amanda untied her black silk robe and took it off, handing it to the other guard. It was about ten degrees warmer in the Warden's den, and the sexual energy emanating from the Warden made her immediately hard. The Warden lay in on the bed in the center of the room, completely nude. She had her human disguise on, to everyone she now appeared as a woman in her early thirties, calm and confident. She did not wear her eye patch when she wasn't in public, her left eye was a bright blue and her normally covered eye gleamed a bright red. 

"Amanda." Somehow even the purr of her name caused Amanda to become aroused. She immediately wanted the connection between her and the Warden, and she walked over and kneeled at the foot of the bed, head bowed. "My queen." She said, her voice low and husky with lust. "Come to me, Amanda." Amanda crawled onto the bed, shivering with need. "I have a problem, Amanda." The warden said, stroking Amanda's hair with one hand. 

"What is it?" Amanda croaked, leaning into the warden's touch, certain she already knew the answer. 

"It seems that my lieutenant has not been active lately." 

Amanda closed her eyes, nodding shamefully. 

"Now, Amanda, you know you are my favourite, and you've proven yourself time and time again....but I cannot have a lieutenant that doesn't fufill her duties." 

Amanda felt the warden's hand travel down her front, between her breasts and down her stomach. She let out a soft whimper, barely able to contain herself. 

"I am sorry, my queen." She muttered, her mind struggling to form words as the warden touched her intimately. 

"I've met someone." She blurted out. "I think she might be...the one." She had said it, the thing she had wanted so desperately but had not even wanted to think about because of the possibility that it might not be true. 

"The one?" The warden stopped so abruptly Amanda felt she might explode with need. 

"Your soulmate." The warden's eyes gleamed so brightly, Amanda could taste the warden's anticipation on her tongue, her need was Amanda's, the pleasure of Amanda finally being with her long anticipated soul mate would be like nothing the warden had ever felt. "My my, and here I thought you were slipping." The warden purred, stroking Amanda's hair slowly, tantalizingly. "But what news you have brought me..."

Amanda nodded weakly, aroused to the point that it was becoming painful. "Fuck me warden, please!" She begged. The relief that came when the warden took her was very welcomed. 



Secret in the Secret Ch. 20



Wednesday finally came, and Emily couldn't be more excited. Yesterday had dragged on forever, she had to do an endless amount of chores that made her exhausted. But Amanda didn't come to see her, it was twenty past seven when Emily started to get worried. That's when she noticed the tiny note on her cell door.

Meet you at the big tree in the courtyard.

XOXO, A.

She touched the purple handwritten text fondly, she definitely wanted more kisses. She considered the note a promise for more.

She was there, underneath that large oak tree, looking as stunning as ever. The morning sun was strong, casting the leaves of the trees and the grass around Amanda in a golden glow. Amanda was looking away from her, and mischievously she thought about sneaking on her. She started to creep up slowly from behind her, ready to surprise her.

"Hello Emily." Amanda said without turning around. Oh damn.

"Hey." Emily said, flopping down on the grass beside her. "How'd you know I was there?" "I heard you coming." Amanda said simply.

"Oh." Emily said with a laugh, wrapping her arms around Amanda's waist and giving her a kiss.

"Mm...I missed you." From the eager and long kiss that was returned in response, she knew Amanda had missed her too. "Whew! That is quite the greeting." She said breathlessly. Amanda had brought something with her, a wooden box with a very familiar pattern. 

"You want to play checkers?" She said with a raised eyebrow. Amanda was full of surprises.

"Thought it would be fun."

"I do enjoy a good game of checkers." Emily said, rubbing her hands together.

"That's not all." Amanda said with a sneaky grin, putting her hand on the side of the box she pulled the side out of the box, revealing several compartments filled with various cheeses, fruits and crackers.

" Oh shit, I didn't know I was dating the female version James Bond."

"Yeah, that's me, sex for dinner, death for breakfast." Amanda joked.

"Oh I forgot to tell you the rules, you're not allowed to cheat." Amanda complained as Emily captured her last piece, ending the third game a row that she had won.

"Haha." Emily stuck out her tongue at the other woman. "What's the score again?"

"Ugh, 6 to 2 in your favour, don't remind me." Amanda said, tossing the pieces back into their box.

"Hey, I can't help it if I'm amazing." Emily said playfully.

"Yes, you are." Amanda said in all seriousness, and Emily felt a slight flutter in her stomach.

They had been chatting as they played, and Amanda had asked a lot of questions about her personal life, seeming very interested. Emily had tried her best to entertain the other woman with stories about living in a small town and being a waitress at a greasy diner, and she had just finished telling Amanda about the one time she had told off a lecherous customer before splashing a cup of coffee in his face, which thankfully, had been cold.

She realized that she had been talking most of the time, and intentionally or not, the conversation had been continually directed towards her life and not Amanda's.

"So." She said, clearing her throat. "What made you decide to be a correctional officer?" She said, cutting up a price of brie and putting it on a cracker.

"Well, protecting people is what comes naturally to me, even if it's to keep certain people away from others. That, or it's the snazzy uniform I get to wear. "

Emily punched her lightly on the shoulder. There seemed to be more to Amanda's answer, but she didn't want to push it.

"Your turn. Where is home, your family? I want to get to know you a little bit more." She didn't like talking about the earlier years, but being with Amanda had a kind of calming effect on her.

The gaze Amanda was giving her now as she stroked Emily's bare arm made her feel like the most important person in the world. She curled up to the other woman, breathing in her musk, as sweet as honeysuckle

"Depends on what you mean by home, my parents died a long time ago in a car accident when I was nine, my friend, Sam was the only family I had."

"No relatives?" Amanda asked curiously.

"Nope."

Amanda was silent, no doubt shocked that the state had just decided to let a young girl go off on her own. Emily shook her head. They hadn't, but Emily had no desire to be a child in the system. The first chance she got, she escaped with Sam.

She paused, now deep in thought. After she and Sam had been split up by the judge after they were caught she hadn't been able to contact her, and after everything that happened she had been a little distracted to say the least. She didn't even know which prison Sam was at.

"You know about her." Emily said, seeing the unsurprised look on Amanda's face.

"I read your file." Amanda said. When Emily looked away she felt Amanda's warm hand ontop of hers. "If you wanted to contact her, I could help you."

"Thank you, I'd really appreciate it." Emily said, squeezing Amanda's hand. They kissed, and pretty soon Emily forgot about everything else but the feel of Amanda's lips on hers, the feeling of Amanda's hands on her waist and her lower back.

Kissing Amanda was like nothing else, she felt drunk with lust, always wanting more. Pretty soon she was on her back and Amanda was on top of her. She reached up to squeeze Amanda's breasts, for the first time enjoying the softness of them through the jumpsuit fabric, and the happy sigh that came from the other woman.

Things were getting very hot and heavy with Emily, Amanda was getting very aroused from the touches, her mind was filled with nothing but thoughts of the other woman.

She kissed Emily back passionately, she could feel Emily's need by the way she kissed her back, their touches getting more frantic as they continued. She wanted nothing more than to be with Emily, and when she felt Emily's hand between her legs she groaned, pressing herself into her hand. At Emily's shocked gasp she froze.

Amanda jerked away from Emily as if she had been electrocuted, when Emily looked up Amanda was already standing a few feet away. Emily hadn't been sure of what she had touched, but Amanda's reaction told her she had been right in what she had been thinking.

Amanda's face was stone, her gaze directed to Emily looked like she didn't even recognize her. The tension between them was unbearable.

Why doesn't she say something? She wondered to herself before realizing that Amanda was trying to figure out her reaction to her discovery, trying to gauge the situation.

" Hey, " She said in the gentlest tone she could manage without her voice trembling. The shock after she had discovered Stevens' secret had desensitized her somewhat, but it was still hard to take in.

"Come here Mandy." She said, getting up slowly. Her body yearned for Amanda's touch, and she reached out for the statue that was her lover. For a while Amanda didn't respond at all, then life flickered back into her eyes.

She walked hesitantly towards Emily's outstretched hand. Emily let her do that for a few steps before she quickly broke the distance between them, pressing her lips against Amanda's. Amanda's lips were firm against hers, and her muscles were tense as Emily held her.

Soon though, she relaxed and they were kissing passionately again, though now Emily's mind occasionally darted to the object that pressed against her navel every so often as their tongues danced.

They broke away for a moment for some air, they had made it back to the large oak tree and now Emily had her back against the solid trunk while Amanda kneeled in front of her. "So, you're ok with me, being like this?" Amanda said. That reaction when Emily had touched her had illicted all the wrong actions, she had leaned into the touch instead of pulling away, and she had almost had a heart attack when Emily realized what she had touched. There had been so many careful lies that she had prepared in advance to hide the fact that she wasn't a normal female, but one look at Emily's face had erased them all from her mind. So she had remained expressionless, not knowing what to do, until Emily reached out for her, had kissed her with the same longing as before. But she needed to hear it from Emily herself, to know that the other woman didn't simply ignore it and pretend it never happened.

" Amanda, I care so much about you." Emily said, leaning in for a quick kiss. "Of course I'm ok with it, it was just a little surprising, that's all."

"When you told me about Stevens, you seemed more than surprised." Amanda confessed, sitting back and making herself comfortable. "I was afraid that you wouldn't like me if you knew." She raised her eyebrows when Emily let out a lighthearted chuckle, moving towards her so that she could take both of Amanda's hands in hers.

"That was different! I never liked Stevens, she's horrible and well...I didn't even know that people could even have two dicks." Of course, humans did not, not unless they had a genetic defect, but Emily didn't know that the all the females of species that Stevens was from, the Teranuk, developed two phalluses when they came of age.

Emily had been stroking the inside of Amanda's palm when she paused. "Uh. Do you have...uh...two?" She said awkwardly.

"No." Amanda said simply. "Only Stevens is gifted with that."

"Oh, that's good." Emily said. The slight purse of her cute little lips let Amanda know that she was dissecting her words very carefully.

"What's on your mind?" She asked.

Gifted. That was an interesting way to put it. Her head felt a little groggy, like it always did when she was thinking hard about something, trying to put the pieces together. It was a lot to take in, realizing that Amanda had a little extra than what a regular woman had.

She had seen transgendered people before back in her hometown, some had even come to the gay club that she had been a part of, she had even been casual friends with some of them. But most of them had been in transition and were pretty obviously still the sex they were born into.

But Amanda was so obviously a woman she hadn't even suspected it. At least Stevens was tall and muscular and even acted a little masculine, but Amanda...wow.

The phrasing she used too, the way she acted, it was very different from the way any of the transgendered women had acted. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but there was something very different about Amanda.

Hell, there was something different about all the guards when Emily really thought about it. There's something she isn't telling me, Emily decided.

Hopefully Amanda would tell her about it sometime. But for now, she would be content with just being with her, enjoying their conversation and oh those titillating kisses.

"Oh just you know, about you and Stevens and what a coincidence that you both have that special trait." She said casually.

"Why? Should we keep a distance from each other? Spread ourselves out?" Amanda teased, pulling Emily to her so she could nibble on her earlobe. Oh wow that was distracting, Emily felt the muscles beneath her stomach clench at the intense sensations.

"Yeah, you could be here and Stevens could be a thousand miles away." She said huskily, receive a chuckle from the other woman.



Secret in the Secret Ch. 21



" I can't believe you're gone, for a week!" Emily pouted, pulling Amanda to her. The warm laugh that emanated from deep within Amanda's chest rose up between them. Pressed against Amanda's body, Emily could almost feel it as her own. 

"It's a short vacation Emily. As an employee of Janwich prison it would be a shame if I didn't use my vacation days." She punctuated the end of the sentence with a light kiss on Emily's lips.

"I know." Emily said with a sigh. "That doesn't mean I have to like it." The past few weeks had been like a dream, late evenings where they snuck away for makeout sessions or even just long talks, just the two of them. 

"I'll miss you." Amanda said gently, " I'll be back before you know it." The kisses that Amanda started trailing from her neck to her collarbone proved to be a formidable distraction, but Emily still needed to know something. "What you said before..." 

It had been one of their more involved makeout sessions last week, Amanda had been gone for two days and when she had returned, they had met in Emily's cell. Emily had worried about the dark circles under her lover's eyes, but had been quickly reassured by the passionate kisses that Amanda had laid on her. Sometimes Amanda was so gentle, teasing Emily with soft kisses and gentle, sensual touches, but the days after she returned from her night work Amanda seemed to be pulsing with sexual energy. Their bodies pressed together, feeling the heat between their clothes, Emily had never wanted Amanda more, and she was sure Amanda felt the same way. 

In a moment of boldness she had slipped one hand into Amanda's jumpsuit and cupped her impressive member. "Emily." Amanda gasped her name, her eyes darkened with lust. "No, not yet." 

"Why? I want you, Amanda, and I know you want me too." Emily had said, her frustration muting her desire. "I don't want to wait anymore." It was cruel for fates to dangle such a tempting person like Amanda in front of her; she was barely able to control herself around the woman who just oozed sex appeal. 

"I know, it's hard for me too. But..." Amanda sat on her heels on the bed, zipping up her jumpsuit back up. "My first time with you..." An a rare look of uncertainty flashed across her features. "I want to be special."

"Oh." Emily said lamely. "God, I feel like such a slut now." She said, quickly turning away and zipping up her jumpsuit as well. 

"No, Emily." Amanda wrapped her arms around Emily's waist. "You're not. I'm so happy to know how you feel about me, sometimes I want you so badly..." and Emily heard a shaky intake of breath after this. "But I also -- care deeply about you. When I come back from my vacation after next week, I promise...I'll give you a night you won't forget."

"Of course I meant it." Amanda said. Emily was quickly jerked into Amanda's arms and given a kiss so deep, so intimate that she felt silly for ever asking. "Ok, I have to go now." Amanda said reluctantly. "Ok, good bye." She watched Amanda leave. When she stopped to blow a kiss back at her Emily groaned. It was going to be a long week. 

It was noon Sunday, and Emily was happily humming to herself as she reshelved the library books. This was probably her favorite chore, she was the only one assigned to the task so she enjoyed the peace and quiet. Carmen, the library prison guard usually left her alone, she was one of the nice ones, Emily figured. When she worked in the morning the laconic guard would greet her with a smile and two steaming cups of coffee. She didn't even realize Carmen had left until she heard her walking over. "Since you're working through your lunch hour, you can take a break and have some lunch, whatever work you don't finish you can do tomorrow." Carmen said. She pushed aside a pile of books to place the turkey sandwich and can of pop on the table. 

"Oh, thank you." Wow, that probably the most she had ever heard from Carmen. "Yep." Carmen said, leaving. That was more like it. Emily sat down and enjoyed the best turkey sandwich she ever had. It was definitely something from the guard's kitchen, she knew that. After lunch she worked for a while longer, the sun shining down on her from the wall length windows. She decided it would be easier for her to sort through the books first while sitting down on one of the lounging chairs. A convincing decision soon proved to be a mistake. It wasn't long before the after effects of the turkey and the warm sun beating down on her caused her to drift into a deep sleep. 

Carmen went through scenario after scenario on the computer, trying to hone her battle tactics as well as she could while they were on this planet. Hopefully once they found the oosith then they could be back on their way and maybe she could finally move up the ranks from being a rookie. As she finally solved a very difficult scenario after her third try she sat back, a proud expression on her face. 

"Well done rookie." 

Carmen jumped as she heard Angel's voice behind her. She jumped up, knocking the keyboard by accident as she turned to salute. She couldn't help but feel a little giddy. Praise from the well-respected Angel was quite a compliment. She lowered her hand but continued standing at attention as Angel sauntered over. "Uh-ma'am?" She muttered, confused as Angel pressed up against her until she could feel her soft breasts against hers. "How would you like to learn a different type of training?" 

"Uh that sounds.......fantastic." She moaned as Angel trailed hot kisses down her neck. 

"Carmen." The voice was authoritative and clear, but even so Carmen had pull herself out of the stupor she had fallen into. She turned and once she saw the woman standing beside them she finally recognized the owner of the voice. "Lieutenant Stevens!" She gasped. 

"You're needed in the training room immediately." Stevens drawled. "Yes sir." Carmen replied thickly, for Angel was still wrapped around her, kissing her neck. 

"Uh...Angel." 

"What?" Angel swerved her head, brushing the blonde locks away from her face. "Oh. Right." She untangled her limbs from Carmen's breathlessly. "Off you go then." She said, shamelessly slapping Carmen on the ass. "Scoot." 

Once the rookie had left, Angel leaned on the table, examining her reflection on a shiny surface. "So, what training are they in for?" It was a pity that Carmen had to leave, Angel was left turned on and restless. 

"Oh I don't know." Stevens said with her signature grin. "I'm sure she'll find something to do." She said nonchalantly. Strong arms pulled Angel roughly to Stevens and she let out a little squeal. "Besides, why would you want a rookie when you have a seasoned vet here?" Ah, so she wasn't the only one feeling it today. She wrapped her legs around Stevens' waist; the taller woman handled her weight easily. She let out a moan when she felt something pressing against her, two somethings, actually. 

Stevens mashed their lips together, her hands pulling off the shirt Angel was wearing. Buttons popped and clattered onto the floor as Stevens threw the tatters of Angel's top down to join them. Stevens was always rough this way, and pretty soon Angel was nude while Stevens was still fully clothed. "Don't bother, we won't be here long." Stevens grunted, palming Angel's breasts, rubbing her thumbs over the light pink peaks. 

"Jerk." Angel said, but the crude handling was still enough to make her more aroused, especially when Stevens reached down to pinch her nub. She grunted, spreading her legs to allow Stevens access. This was the reason that Angel put up with her. As crass as Stevens was, she was very good at what she did. She moaned as Stevens fondled her, rubbing on both sides of her sensitive clit. They kissed, and Steven's finger inside her a cooling relief to the burning heat in her center. 

"Ugh....yes." She groaned as another finger soon followed. "More." She panted, and of course Stevens would completely remove her fingers. She opened her mouth hotly to explain exactly what she meant by more but was quickly interrupted by Stevens grabbing her butt cheeks and quickly putting her onto the desk. One more blur of motion and Stevens was free, the twin heads peeked out of Steven's pants, hard and ready. "Fuck me." Angel demanded. "Oof!" She wheezed as both well-endowed cocks entered her at the same time. "Take it easy." She whimpered as Stevens thrust powerfully into her, pinning Angel's hands to her sides. "I always take it easy, I'm with you, aren't I?" Stevens leered. 

"Oh fuck you." 

"Just shut up and let me fuck you." Stevens rolled her eyes. 

Angel sighed and lay back on the table. Once her body adjusted she could appreciate the fucking. She ran her hands down the planes of Stevens' face, down the striated muscles that were her deltoids, her large biceps. Stevens filled her like no one else ever could, and she moaned blissfully as Stevens took her. 

Her bed felt very different, and there were books all around her. Emily pursed her lips in her sleep, pushing away the books. Wait. Books. The library! Emily's eyes shot open as sat up so quickly it made her head spin. Shit, one glance at the clock told her she was fifteen minutes late for the head count. She was wondering why Carmen didn't wake her when she heard the sounds. Even from the distance the sex sounds were unmistakable, and the carnal sex sounds were enough to make her blush. Peeking over the shelf, she saw Stevens and Angel taking in each other at the front desk. 

Beads of sweat accumulated on Stevens forehead as they fucked, Angel sensed she was close and wiped them away. In that moment she also connected their minds, reaching out to Stevens mentally. In this state they felt each other's pleasure as well as their own. It was easy to probe the surface of Stevens mind, the woman didn't believe in tact so most of what she thought, she said. In her mind she was enjoying how good it felt being inside Angel's passage, her two cocks rubbing against each other, her quickly increasing orgasm. And she felt something else before Stevens' orgasm brought them both over the edge. 

Hearing a cessation in the moans, Emily felt it was the best time to sneak away. She dashed from aisle to aisle, the exit getting closer and closer, until....

"Emily." A composed Stevens called out. " Get over here." Ah crap. Angel was looking at Stevens looking offended. She mouthed the words "You knew" Emily didn't really think about this because at this moment Stevens grabbed her brusquely, spinning her around to face her. "And missing the head count apparently. I wonder what the Warden will say about this." She tut-tutted. Emily, unnerved, said nothing.

"Or maybe..." And this time Stevens pulled Emily towards her so that she had to braced herself against Stevens shoulders to avoid them pressing together. "I could doll out your punishment myself."

The thought was unbearable. "Take me to the Warden!" She said suddenly. Anything would be better than being with Stevens. 

"As you wish." Stevens said silkily. "Who knows, perhaps the Warden will let me get a taste after."



Secret in the Secret Ch. 22



It felt like she was walking on death row, Emily's hands were sweating so badly she swore she was leaving a trail behind her. Maybe they could use it to find her body after the Warden was done with her. Stevens led her down a hallway she had never been before to an elevator which she opened with a swipe of her key card.

The muscular guard was so quiet, it was very unnerving. Down another hallway and they were standing at a door. Stevens pressed a button and the door opened.

"Stevens." WOW. The female that answered it was completely naked, Nikki quickly looked away but the image of the incredibly fit, lean dark skinned female was already burned into her mind.

"I have a prisoner requiring discipline." Steven said silkily.

"Yes, lieutenant."

Stevens pushed Emily into the room. She stumbled and both the guards chuckled. The door closed behind her and she took a deep breath and walked forward. It was a circular room with a giant bed in the middle, with lavish red silk blankets. There was a woman reclining on the bed, even if she hadn't seen her before Emily would've immediately recognized her as the warden, she exuded a calm and powerful presence so strong she could almost taste it.

She was also nude, and this time Emily could not tear her eyes away from her magnificent body, the perfectly formed soft breasts with their dark aerolas, her narrow muscular chiseled waist, the small patch of trimmed hair that neatly drew her attention to the join between her legs...The effect the woman had on her was immediate, she felt heat surge through her body that had nothing to do with embarrassment, though she felt plenty of that.

"Ah." The one piercing blue eye looked at her. "Emily." She didn't ask how the warden knew her name, though the fact that she already knew it did nothing to ease her anxiety about the situation. 

" She missed the headcount, warden." Stevens reported to the magnificent goddess, " And she was spying on Angel and me in the library. She needs to be punished."

The warden was silent for a very suspenseful, heart stopping moment. "Is this true, Emily?" The warden and Emily made eye contact and Emily looked down instinctively. "Yes, warden."

" And Emily is supposed to be punished for your incompetence, lieutenant? This is the third time you've revealed yourself to an inmate." The warden spoke in a casual tone like she was talking about the weather, but even Emily could feel the tension in the room. Emily looked up and saw Stevens' face visibly pale. Sucker. This should be interesting.

"Strip." The command was so strong that Emily's hand jerked in an attempt to remove her jumpsuit. She took a step away from the lieutenant as she unbuttoned her black shirt, letting it fall to the floor. Wow I'm going to be the only one wearing clothes, Emily thought to herself, she realized that was probably the first and last time she would ever have that thought. She hadn't been dismissed so she stood there awkwardly while Stevens took off her uniform. Oh wow there they are, she gulped as the muscular woman stood naked beside her in all her glory, looking very much like a pinup model for a muscle magazine. If pinup models had two dicks, that is.

"Are you ready, lieutenant?" Ready? For what?

"Yes, warden."

For a second nothing happened, then Stevens sank to her knees with a pain-filled groan, after a few seconds she lay on the ground, curled into a fetal position. Both her cocks were erect, and from the sounds of it, it was excruciatingly painful. It was shocking to see this tall, arrogant woman crying as an invisible force tortured her, Stevens was emitting a keening noise that was pitiful, it tore at Emily's heart. She wouldn't wish this on anyone, no matter how terrible they were. "STOP IT!" She yelled at the warden, stepping in front of Steven' vulnerable in an attempt to shield her from the assault. The warden broke her gaze to stare at Emily coldly. "Excuse me?" Emily immediately regretting her decision. "Please, I think she got the message." Behind her she could hear Stevens dry sobs.

"Has she." The warden looked at her appraisingly. "I don't think so, she's only halfway done. Would you like to take the rest of her punishment?" Again, it wasn't a question. Emily swallowed. Oh god what have I gotten myself into? But she knew in her heart that she couldn't stand seeing others in pain, it was killing her. 

"I'm ready." She said in a trembling voice. The force hit her so fast and hard that she doubled over as if she had been punched in the stomach, every nerve ending was on fire, she felt this incredible desire take over her, so strong she would've gladly taken both of Stevens' large cocks inside her if it would only make the pain ease just a little. It felt like her soul had shattered, she was no longer a person, that was gone, she was nothing. A tiny thought, she must've been dying. Her last thought was of Amanda, who wasn't even here to say goodbye.

And then the pain was gone, like it had never happened. Actually, she felt really good, she had the feeling like after she had several orgasms sequentially. She realized she was on the ground, her jumpsuit was gone and she had plunged two fingers deep inside of herself. She pulled them out quickly and wiped them on her thigh, ashamed. She sniffed and stood shakily up, wiping at her eyes. She had been crying.

"Interesting..." The warden's eye stared at her, like she could read everything in her mind like it was a book.

"Akana." She said past Emily. "I'm done with these two, escort them out."

"Yes warden. Get up, Stevens." Akana said harshly to Stevens, who was still lying on the ground. Stevens stumbled to her feet, and it was obvious that she was having trouble. They walked to the door Akana opened the door. "Get her to her room, inmate." She said before shoving Emily out the door, shutting it.

"But-"

Stevens leaned heavily against the wall, barely able to keep her eyes open. Shit. Emily was starting to feel the effects too; it felt like she had just run a marathon after staying awake for an entire week, her legs felt like lead. "Come on Stevens." She said, tugging on the woman's arm. Steven took a step and stumbled. "Come on, we can do this." Emily said with false confidence as she slung Steven's arm over her shoulders, and she almost sank to the floor with Stevens' added weight, and she was sure she would've if the lieutenant hadn't already been leaning on the wall for support.

"Where's your room?" Emily grunted. They were both naked and she wanted to get this over with before Stevens passed out, probably on top of her. 

"Second floor." Came the mumbled reply. 

"Great." 

What seemed like an hour later they reached the elevator and got in, Emily pressed the button for the second floor, then after a while the door opened again and they made their way down a hall of doors. "This one." Stevens said, and Emily saw in relief that the door only required a keycode, she wasn't sure where their clothes went but she sure didn't want to go looking for them right now.

Emily practically dragged Stevens into the room, her eyes on the bed. She heard the door automatically shut behind them but she didn't care.

"There, get in there." She said, summoning her remaining strength and pushing the tall brunette into the bed, falling on top of her in the process. Fuck, now it was just down the elevator, down the hallway and then three more and then up some stairs and she would be in her own bed. It was as simple as walking across the country right now in the state Emily was in.

"Stay." Stevens mumbled, pulling the covers over them. Stevens' body was so comfortably warm next to her and the blankets were so impossibly soft. Emily opened her mouth to refuse but she had already fallen asleep.



Secret in the Secret Ch. 23



Ah blankets, nice comfy blankets. Emily sprawled herself out as wide as she could, enjoying the way the silk sheets ran across her breasts. Wait. Naked. Stranger's bed. Her eyes shot open as she remembered where she was. She turned her head, expecting to see Stevens beside her but she was alone in Stevens' room. She sat up and was trying to decide how she could get from Stevens' room back to her cell without any clothes on. The door started to open and she pulled the covers tightly around herself, hiding her nakedness.

Stevens stepped into the room, shutting it quickly behind her. She was wearing dark blue button shirt and faded black jeans. She looked at Emily and chuckled, it was the first time Emily had heard her laugh without a tone of malice. 

"Oh come now, I've seen you naked before." Stevens said to her, as if they were old friends. 

"Yeah but you were barely conscious before." Emily muttered. She quickly held out her hands as a folded orange jumpsuit sailed into the air toward her. She caught it but exposed her upper half in the process. The smirk on Stevens' face let her know that it was intentional. 

"Don't look." She said to Stevens, who rolled her eyes and dramatically turned away to face a wall of pictures. "How long have I been asleep for?" Emily asked, keeping her eyes on Stevens' back as she unfolded the jumpsuit. She was so intent on making sure Stevens wasn't looking that she didn't notice bra and underwear wrapped up between the jumpsuit and they fell onto the floor. She picked them up. They were hers. 

"Classy, you went through my underwear drawer." She said to Stevens who scoffed. 

"Please, I went to Jenni and she got them for me." Emily looked at her back dubiously. The pictures on the wall drew her attention, they weren't pictures at all, they were photos, and there were all of nude women in provocative positions, some cupping their breasts, some with their legs spread brazenly at the camera. Every single one of them were signed and a large number of them had a lipstick kiss mark on them. 

"Nice hall of fame, you know most people just add a notch to their bedpost, it saves a lot of room." She said sarcastically. Stevens turned around and Emily zipped up her jumpsuit just in time. 

" Oh hush." Stevens said as she pulled out the chair for the desk.

"I brought you some food, get over here." She had been so busy on getting dressed that she hadn't noticed the white syrofoam container that Stevens had set on the desk, but she certainly noticed it now and the two extra large coffee cups beside it. Her stomach decided now was the time to remind her that she was starving. She sat down on the chair that Stevens had pulled out and opened the container. Inside was an enormous chicken sandwich on ciabatta bread and a heap of yam fries. She grabbed the sandwich and took a big bite. Oh man it was so good, the bread was soft and the chicken was hot and juicy and flavorful. Stevens drank from her own coffee cup and watched with amusement as Emily devoured the entire sandwich, all the yam fries and then took a huge gulp from her coffee cup. 

"Oh man that's so good." Emily said with a happy sigh. Stevens raised her eyebrows and grinned.

"Yes you were practically orgasmic there." 

"Oh no, I was after that...thing with the warden, but this came pretty close." Emily said with a chuckle. Her belly was full and she glad she could actually talk again without feeling like she was going to snap out of anger. Still, now it really began to sink in, what happened last...last night? God, she didn't even know what time it was...how long had she slept? 

Stevens frowned. "You felt orgasmic after that?" 

"Yeah, well at first I felt like I was dying, after all of that, then it felt like I had just had the best sex ever." She said to Stevens. "You didn't feel that?" After Stevens shook her head, looking deep in thought and Emily, not knowing what else to say, decided to change the subject. "Oh well this coffee is amazing, the stuff they serve at the cafeteria is just barely drinkable." She laughed as Stevens shuddered. 

"I had it once, never again." Stevens paused for a moment. "Wait." She went over to the other side of the room where there was a small coffee maker. She grabbed something from a woven basket on the coffee table and came back, putting the things in Emily's hand. Emily looked down and saw that they were packets of ground coffee. And from the looks of it they were a really expensive brand. 

"Don't let anyone see you with those, they're worth more than cigs here." Stevens said, taking a sip from her coffee as if to prove a point. 

"Thank you." Emily said softly, quickly putting them into her pocket. "Not that I'm not grateful, but why are you being so nice to me?" She asked boldly. 

"Well." And this was where Stevens sat down. "When I was taking my punishment, you took part of it for me. No one would've done that, not even Amanda..." Stevens trailed off, deep in thought. 

"This isn't a normal prison is it?" Emily asked. "It's....something more." 

"You're right." Stevens said. 

"So what's going on? Can you tell me?" She desperately wanted to know. 

"Alright." Steven sat back and bridged her fingers. She paused for a moment, weighing her words. 

"We're not human, none of the guards are. We're aliens." She looked over at Emily as if to make sure she had heard her. Emily nodded impatiently, wanting to know more. It was of course, absurd, anyone else listening would've agreed, but after last night and the intense pain and then pleasure she had experienced at the hands of the Warden she could believe anything.

"We were on our way to another solar system when our engines malfunctioned, we crash landed on Earth and during this time our power source, a creature called the Oosith, escaped. With the aid of the government here we've been able to repair the engines and the ship but we haven't been able to capture the Oosith. Since it can take on any form you can imagine how difficult it is." 

Emily sat back in her chair, rubbing her temples. It was so much to take in, but that actually made sense in a weird way. In fact she felt better knowing that something strange was actually going on and she wasn't imagining it. 

"And what about the Warden? How was she able to cause us pain?" 

"Ah." Stevens nodded at this. "The warden has many talents, she hasn't revealed most of them to us but that's one of them." She straightened up proudly. "In battle, she can link all of our minds together. We fight as one, and we are unstoppable." 

"Wow." Emily said. Now that was something you didn't hear every day. She looked around the room trying to focus on something, anything else. She felt a little dizzy and had to take a few breaths. She half-expected someone to pop into the room and tell her that she was on some prank tv show. 

"You're taking this very well, I'm surprised." Stevens crossed her arms, watching her. 

"Yeah well, maybe I'm just glad this is actually happening and I haven't gone crazy." She spoke casually, but inside she felt lost and confused. Nothing was the same now, and it never could be. She looked over at a shelf. She had earlier thought they were just small plastic knick knacks but now she saw that they were probably souvenirs. 

"Take a look." Stevens said. Emily leaned over to the shelf and picked up a tiny skull, holding it in her hands. It felt incredibly light and she ran her hand over the smooth bone. 

"That's a creature from another solar system, a planet entirely covered with water. Be careful." Stevens warned. "It's very fragile." 

"Oh so it wouldn't be good if I drop-" She pretended to drop it. Stevens lunged out of her seat, hands outstretched to try and catch it.

"Ah. Haha." Stevens smirked as Emily rolled the tiny skull between her fingers. "Give it back now." 

"Nope." She was playing a dangerous game now, Stevens obviously prized her souvenirs, and here she was taunting her with them. 

"Come now, Emily." Stevens flashed a grin as she started to walk towards her. 

"Nope." She darted to the left, and ran into solid, muscular Stevens. Stevens put her arms around her, laughing. Emily found herself laughing too and she didn't know why. She put the skull back into Stevens' hands. 

"Thanks." 

All of a sudden she felt something strange, like she had forgotten something. "Wait." She went to the door and opened it. There was no one in the hallway. But something pulled her out into the hallway. 

"Where are you going, Emily?" 

She didn't know, but her feet started walking and she walked down the hallway, around the corner. Someone was walking down the hallway, and Emily immediately recognized her even from the back. 

"Amanda!" She was back! Emily called out her lover's name, but Amanda didn't turn around, she just kept walking like she hadn't even heard her. 

"Amanda!" She had to run to catch up to her, and Amanda just kept walking. "Amanda, wait." She ran in front of the other woman, putting her hands on her shoulders. "Baby, please." 

Amanda finally stopped, but she avoided eye contact. God if it was possible, she looked even more beautiful than before she had left on her vacation. Wherever she had gone, it must've been good because her skin was practically glowing. A spa? Yeah maybe. But Amanda was looking away pointedly, her jaw clenched. "Stand aside, Emily." She said firmly. 

"Amanda, it's not what it looks like." Amanda must've been outside and heard her with Stevens, that must've been the reason. 

"What you do is none of my business, Emily." Amanda said stiffly, her gaze on the wall beside them. When Emily didn't release the grip on her shoulders her eyes then darted back, scanning Emily's face quickly. There was sadness in her eyes and this time when she spoke, it was soft and pain-filled. "Did I take too long?" 

"No!" She squeezed Amanda's shoulders before wrapping her arms around her. "I've been waiting for you, Amanda, my love." They both turned around when they heard running footsteps. 

"Lieutenant!" The air suddenly dropped a few degrees when Stevens appeared around the corner. "I was just with Emily, we talked, nothing more." It was interesting to see Stevens looking down at the ground, avoiding Amanda's steely gaze. The gaze was deadly and cold, Amanda had never looked more dangerous. And kinda sexy. Emily put a hand on Amanda's arm, afraid that she might have to stop a fight from happening with the two women. 

"It's true, Mandy." She said, hoping to appease her girlfriend by using her nickname. 

"We were with the warden, and I took her back to my room so she could rest." Stevens said cautiously, gaze still lowered. Ok now that was stretching the truth, Emily had been the one to help her! She opened her mouth to correct what Stevens said but Amanda's reaction had completely changed. 

"The Warden?" She turned to face Emily, concern softening her features. "Are you alright? Did she hurt you?" 

"I'm fine." Emily said, relieved that Amanda seemed to have calmed down. "I can tell you about it later." She looked back at Stevens because the woman had more to say. 

"I told her about us, Amanda, why we're here." 

"What? Under whose authority?" 

"The warden's." Stevens said. "She gave me permission to reveal our secret to Emily." 

"Ah. I see." Amanda frowned at this new information. 

"I'll leave you two now." Stevens said, she nodded at them both before heading back down the hallway. Emily couldn't blame her, she was sure if Amanda had gave her that look she would've run a lot sooner. 

"Well." Amanda said after Stevens had left. "I didn't expect to come back to this." This time when she looked at Emily it was lovingly again. "Please, tell me everything that's happened." She took Emily by the hand. "Let's talk in my room." 

Amanda's room was just further down the hallway, and the set up inside was about the same, but the things inside couldn't have been more different. There was a bookshelf full of fantasy and science fiction books, a PS3 and some games beside a TV in front of a couch, a very neat work desk which had some candles on it, and then a bed with blue sheets. 

They sat down on the couch and Emily told her everything, from accidentally seeing Stevens with Angel, then being taken to see the warden, taking Stevens' punishment and then bringing her back to the room where they had both fallen asleep. 

"Wow." Amanda said when Emily had finished. She sat back on the couch and let out a breath. "And you're sure you're ok with everything?" 

"I'm fine." Emily said with a laugh, snuggling up to Amanda and giving her a kiss on the cheek. "Really, I'm just glad that everything was finally explained to me." She put her arms around Amanda, resting her chin on her shoulder and breathing in her scent. "I'm so glad you're back. I missed you." 

"I missed you too." Came the soft reply. "You're all I could think about, I missed talking to you, your kisses." She paused to kiss her, and Emily felt her heart quicken as their lips touched. "Your touch." 

She felt Amanda's hands on her waist and she gasped as she looked into Amanda's eyes. Her eyes were smouldering, and she felt a tug below her stomach. She pressed her lips hard against Amanda's and to her delight felt the other woman gasp happily. They continued kissing and she felt Amanda's hand on her jumpsuit zipper. Her heart pounded fast in her chest and she helped Amanda take off her shirt.

Oh my goodness she was perfect, muscular and lean in all the right places. She unhooked Amanda's black bra and leaned back a bit. She didn't have long to look before Amanda had resumed kissing her, though now she could feel Amanda's soft, dark nippled breasts against her larger ones. Oh apparently she hadn't noticed that Amanda had taken her bra off too. 

"Let's go to the bed." Amanda said throatily, and Emily quickly complied. 

"Oh, wait!" Amanda said, leaning over to the table and lighting one of the candles with a match. "I got these for us." She said shyly. 

Emily couldn't help but tease her . "Candles? How romantic." Soon the sweet scent of chocolate filled the air. "Mm that makes me hungry." She said with a lazy smile, inhaling the aroma deeply.

"Me too." Amanda said, pushing Emily down onto the bed. Emily blushed when she realized what Amanda was about to do. They couldn't get her pants and underwear fast enough, and then she was naked on the bed, looking between her breasts at Amanda who was between her legs. Amanda trailed kisses along her inner thigh, teasingly. There wasn't any hesitation in her movements, and Emily shut her eyes blissfully once Amanda reached her most intimate of places, her warm tongue running over her folds, making her buck her hips in response. Emily's clit throbbed and she shut her eyes tightly. She couldn't believe this was actually happening, she wanted to look down and watch Amanda but her eyes couldn't stay open and all she could do was gasp as Amanda kissed and sucked her sensitive nub until she peaked, feeling an intense first orgasm. 

She felt herself clench inside and she knew what she wanted. 

"Come here." She said throatily her dark haired girlfriend, who grinned and obliged, coming up between Emily's legs to kiss her. She cupped Amanda's breasts and heard the other woman chuckle happily in response. As they made out, Emily unzipped Amanda's pants, exposing the lavender underwear Amanda was wearing, and the large bulge that strained against the fabric. Eagerly she pulled the underwear off and Amanda's cock sprang free. 

"Oh wow." She said with a laugh. She had never seen a man's cock before aside from porn videos but Amanda was definitely an impressive size. She had never seen anything sexier on the gorgeous woman, and she grasped the shaft immediately, marveling at the feel of velvet wrapped around steel. 

"Mm... you're going to make me cum too soon." Amanda protested as Emily continued to stroke her, amazed as the softness, the large, round tip that was oozing precum. She pressed her lips against her lover's before crooning into Amanda's ear, "I want you inside of me, Amanda." 

Now Amanda took the lead again, grasping he cock and positioning it at her entrance and gently pressing in. She met little resistance, Emily's wet pussy eagerly took most of her cock and the two women both groan in unison when at last they were joined. "How is it?" Amanda asked gently. 

She had never had a real cock inside of her, but now, filled with Amanda's thick cock, she was almost speechless with pleasure. "It's good, keep going." She urged, and Amanda complied immediately, thrusting her hips, pumping that amazing cock in and out of her. Oh god it felt so incredibly good, Emily was so wet Amanda could thrust into her fast and hard, the sounds of Amanda's cock sliding into her wetness was incredibly arousing.

"Deeper." She urged. Amanda put Emily's legs on her shoulders, entering her fully with every stroke. 

Emily's pussy was so deliciously tight, Amanda wasn't sure how long she'd last. She plunged again and again into Emily's silken passage, the pleasure consumed all of her consciousness, and she felt like her heart would burst with happiness. She vaguely felt Emily's hands on her buttocks, clenching the tight muscles. She had never been with a human before, and worried that she might hurt Emily, but the look on Emily's face was one of pure ecstasy. She kissed Emily's lips as she fucked her, until Emily turned her head to gasp for air, then she switched to kissing Emily's neck, feeling the pulse just underneath the skin, before Emily grabbed her face with her hands and pulled her back for more. She loved the intimacy of kissing Emily with her large cock inside of her, they were as one, and she loved Emily with all her heart. 

Soon she couldn't take anymore and she groaned, "I'm going to come, Emily." She felt Emily's legs wrap around her. "Come inside me." And she did, spurting her essence into Emily, filling her with her power. Emily came, her pussy squeezing Amanda tight, milking her. She arched her back, spilling everything she had. 

Emily felt something hot spill into her and she held onto Amanda tightly, wanting it all inside. Amanda seemed to come for a really long time, her eyes shut and her breathing heavy. Mm it felt so good to feel her cock pulsing inside of her, and caressed Amanda's sweat drenched cheek, brushing the hair out of her face. She never wanted to let her go. There was so much of Amanda's cum that she could feel it spilling out of her to drip between her buttocks. Amanda finally relaxed, moving to lie beside Emily, a satisfied grin on her face. And still Emily didn't let her go, she draped one leg across Amanda's thigh, running her hands up and down Amanda's front, down those cobblestone abs, admiring her beauty. 

Amanda didn't mind, even flaccid it still felt good to be inside Emily. Her mind craved the connection with Emily's, like she could have with all the other guards when the warden bonded them all together as one. She wanted to know every thought Emily had right now, this amazing woman that she had fallen in love with. "What are you thinking?" She asked. 

"I'm thinking...that I'm in love with you." Emily said shyly. Her heart skipped a beat as she waited for Amanda's reaction, and then... "I love you too, Emily." Bliss. "I've never been happier." Amanda said softly. They stayed in each others arms, quietly enjoying each other's company until they both fall asleep. 



Secret in the Secret Ch. 24



Amanda propped herself up on her elbow and watched Emily fondly as her lover slept, her chestnut brown hair splayed out on the pillow. God, she was so beautiful it made her heart hurt. She knew Emily didn't think of herself that way and would always make a joke about it, but Amanda thought she looked amazing, that alluring silky brown hair that made her want to run her hands through it, her mischievous little smile...

Emily turned in her sleep and Amanda caught a whiff of her tantalizing scent, light and delicate. She leaned over and nuzzled Emily's shoulder, giving her a tiny nip. She was already at half-mast again as she lay down, putting one leg over Emily's, moving in close so that her breasts pressed up against Emily's shoulder. 

The smaller woman let out a small whimper as something registered in her subconscious. She opened her eyes sleepily, and Amanda leaned over to give her a kiss on the cheek, which Emily quickly turned into a kiss on the lips by tilting her head. And soon they were kissing deeply, Amanda on top with Emily's hands fisted in her hair. She ground her hips against Emily's, pressing her growing erection in between Emily's thighs. She looked into Emily's eyes to see them darken with excitement, could hear her breath going ragged as her mind registered the pleasurably large cock throbbing between her thighs. She rubbed her cock between her thighs, hearing Emily moan in response. 

It was the most perfect moment to wake up to, kisses from a frisky Amanda, her tousled, sex hair ticking her face. Emily felt the heat from Amanda's cock between her legs, the solid hot flesh sparked something inside her and she grasped Amanda's hardness, wanting it inside of her. 

"You're not ready." Amanda grunted, pulling her hand away, pinning her hands above her head. Emily whined her displeasure, she squirmed and Amanda's grin grew wider as her breasts bounced about in her struggle. Amanda took her left nipple in her teeth, flicking her tongue across the sensitive bud. 

"Mmm.." She closed her eyes. In a haze of enjoyment, she wondered how long she had slept because she felt great, like she had just had two Red bulls, she was buzzing with energy.

She arched against Amanda's ministrations, she could feel a warm wetness pooling between her legs already and that was before she felt Amanda's fingers on her folds, exploring her, running her fingers along the sides of her clit. Emily let out a small whimper and closed her eyes. Oh god that feels so good. It consumed her whole universe, that desire to release, to be pushed over the edge. She barely felt it when Amanda inserted a finger into her, but once she inserted another finger and started thrusting, fingers curled, Emily started panting. Her clit pulsed wildly, and then her hands were free as Amanda started to rub her clit with her other hand. She came, squeezing Amanda's fingers tightly as she let out a cry of pure joy. 

Amanda slowed her thrusts, massaging her inside as Emily came down from her high, leaving a trail of hot kisses down her stomach. 

Emily held Amanda's face in her hands, caressing the smooth skin. When Amanda moved up to kiss her lips she touched the rigid flesh between her legs, so swollen with blood it looked painful. Amanda let out a mixture of a moan and a growl before Emily guided her inside. She felt big, much bigger than earlier; Emily tossed her head back, feeling the exquisite bliss of being spread open wide by her lover's cock. Amanda pounded her fast and hard, so much that she could barely breathe, she could only cling onto the vivacious brunette as she peaked again. Her nails made scratches on Amanda's back but that only seemed to arouse Amanda more, Amanda thrust in deep, hitting Emily's g-spot every time until Emily lost count of how many orgasms she had, she just knew she never wanted the feeling to stop.

They fucked for hours, sometimes Emily was on top, sometimes Amanda was, and several times Amanda fucked her from behind with Emily bracing herself against the wall with her hands, crying out in pure ecstasy as Amanda penetrated her from behind, keeping up a fast rhythm while having her way with Emily's clit, pinching and rolling the small clit between her fingers.

Finally they collapsed in a happy heap on the bed, still kissing and caressing each other. 

"Oh god I love you so much." Amanda said between smooches. 

"I love you too." Emily sighed blithely as Amanda nibbled on her earlobe. "Mm." She was very tempted to continue making love, but Amanda pulled away before she convinced her to go again. 

"We should get some food in you." Amanda said, sitting up. 

"Are you sure you don't want something else in me?" Emily asked as she followed suit, caressing Amanda's thigh. Amanda's eyes were obsidian for a moment before she blinked. 

"There will be plenty of time for that later, my love." She pulled Emily into her arms, squeezing her tightly. Emily closed her eyes happily.

"Okay." She said, and Amanda grinned and stood up.

"Alright, let's shower." 

They went to the bathroom, which was actually very spacious, there was a long counter with lots of products on it, and there was a bathtub with glass doors. They were both still naked so they quickly stepped into the shower, Amanda turned the water on and soon they were both basking in nice hot water. Emily scrubbed herself furiously, removing all of the cum from their marathon love making session. 

"Mm that's a shame, I liked seeing my cum marking you." Amanda said. 

"Me too." Emily confessed as she pulled Amanda in for a kiss. This was the first time she had even seen Amanda's room, and she realized that after the secret had finally been revealed to her that suddenly she found herself experience a lot more privileges. Taking advantage of the circumstances, she asked a question that had been bothering her for a while.

"Amanda?" She said as Amanda washed her back. " I'm confused about this claim thing." She leaned back into Amanda's hands, enjoying the massage she was now receiving. 

"After you let Francesca claim me, I thought you said no other guards could touch me." She said. "But then Stevens..." She paused. They had never talked about the incident after Amanda had apologized, and now she wondered if it was a good idea to bring it up, instead she closed her eyes and let herself enjoy Amanda's touch. 

"I picked the highest ranking guard I could, Francesca could claim you with just a kiss." Amanda sighed. "Unfortunately Stevens still ranks higher than her." 

"Oh." Emily scrunched her face up as she thought. "And is there anyone who ranks above Stevens?" 

"Well there's the Warden," Amanda said, as she continued her massage. " And then there's me." 

Emily whirled around, surprised. "Well why didn't you claim me then?" She couldn't help but feel a little hurt that Amanda hadn't wanted to claim her. 

"Baby." Amanda looked worried as she took Emily's face in her hands, forcing her to make eye contact. "I told you that Francesca could make claim you with a kiss, right? Well it doesn't work that way with me, if I wanted to claim you we would've had to have sex." Amanda said this in a rush. " And I didn't want for you to be forced to do that." She sighed. "I'm sorry I couldn't protect you from Stevens." 

"Oh, I didn't know." Emily stammered, "It's ok, you can't control everything, Amanda." She pulled Amanda against her. "It was a good idea, and I'm glad we didn't rush this." She kissed her hard on the lips, pressing their bodies together. Amanda growled and pushed her up against the wall, lifting up her legs.

"Oh Amanda." She wrapped her hands around Amanda's neck as the muscular brunette crushed her against the wall, her cock deep inside her. She panted heavily as Amanda took her, her unfocused gaze traveling to the glass shower door. She saw a flicker of red against the glass and cried out in surprise. 

"What? What is it?" Amanda put her down and Emily opened the door, expecting someone to be there. But the bathroom was empty. 

"I thought I saw...something." Emily said, feeling very stupid. 

"I locked the door, no one's coming in." Amanda said, nuzzling the crook of her shoulder. 

"Besides, I would've seen it." 

Emily felt Amanda's hands travel down her stomach to fondle her wetness and the hard warmth of her cock pressed against her backside. 

"Must've been a trick of the light." She muttered as Amanda pulled her back in and closed the door. Damn, Amanda had such a crazy sex drive, it was hard to keep up. 

"You don't have to worry, I'll protect you." Amanda said confidently. Emily ran her hands up and down Amanda's defined biceps, admiring their tenseness as Amanda lifted her up again. 

"Oh my god!" She gasped as Amanda entered her fully, her rigid hardness sliding into her, making her clit jump with pure wanton pleasure. "You're so strong, and your cock feels so good." She panted as Amanda pinned her against the wall with her powerful strokes. She held Amanda's bouncing breasts in her hands, pinching the stiff nipples, making Amanda cry out in pleasure. Then Amanda kissed her, her tongue entering Emily's mouth, massaging hers. 

It was inexplicably gratifying to have Amanda's cock inside and her tongue in Emily's mouth, Emily was absolutely filled by Amanda. She didn't think Amanda cock could feel any bigger, but as she started to peak and her pussy started to convulse on Amanda's cock it felt like Amanda's cock had swelled to an enormous size. Amanda was her entire world, and now with every thrust Emily had a mini orgasm that raked her body and left her shuddering uncontrollably.

But that was only a teaser to the massive climax that she had when Amanda came, exploding inside of her and filling her entirely with her cum. Emily tossed her head back as they came together, Amanda's cock tethering her to this earthly plane. 

She was exhausted after the long and wonderful orgasm and she could barely move. As Amanda cleaned them both off she watched as the milky white substance that was Amanda's essence swirl around the bathtub before disappearing down the drain. 

"I'm going to let you rest, I'll get the food." Amanda dried them off and carried Emily to the bed, tucking her in. Emily watched Amanda get dressed until her eyelids became too heavy and she fell asleep.



Secret in the Secret Ch. 25



It was hard to leave the sleeping Emily all alone, Amanda felt fiercely protective of her, and nothing would've made her happier than to curl up beside her and sleep the rest of the day away, Emily in her arms, breathing in Emily's unique scent. 

But it had been hours since she had last ate, and she was starving, and Emily would be too when she got up. She had to control herself around her human lover, even though the moment they became intimate she wanted to make love to Emily for days. But Emily was human, and she needed food, rest. She held back, but she had never been happier, every cell in her body buzzed with joy. 

She quickly walked to the cafeteria, where a lot of the guards were sitting, enjoying dinner. She got in line with the others, piling her tray high like the other guards with roast beef, cooked veggies, a bowl of fruit salad an entire loaf of garlic bread and then two bottles of soft drinks. She was about to take it all back to her room when she thought about what Emily might think about her voracious appetite. So she grabbed more plates, setting aside regular, human sized portions of food for her and Emily, and then she quickly devoured the rest. She returned to her room, entering and shutting it quickly behind her. Emily was sitting in bed and when Amanda came in she looked up, her expression changing instantly from surprise to happiness. 

"Hello, lover." Amanda said, putting the heavy tray of food down on her desk before climbing into bed to give Emily a kiss. She was madly craving contact with Emily even though they had only been apart for a short time, and the feeling of Emily's soft skin against her was a cooling relief. Oh god, she was still naked underneath the blankets. She had to pull away from the kiss before it got out of hand. "I brought you food." She said, her chest heaving. 

"Mm, looks good." Emily said, pulling the covers around her and standing up. "Come on, you must be hungry too." 

"You eat first." Amanda said. She wanted to make sure Emily was full before she would polish off the rest. Emily must've thought she was hungry though because she clucked her tongue and taking Amanda's collar in her hand, led her over to the desk. 

"I had a light snack, just eat first." Amanda insisted. 

" No."

Amanda let out a huff of frustration when Emily pushed her down onto the seat. She changed her mind when Emily sat in her lap. Ah well this was much better, she thought when she felt Emily's heat and her soft buttocks on her thighs and when Emily passed her a fork they both ate heartily. 

They had finished eating and were sprawled out on Amanda's bed, chatting and snuggling when Emily sat up to check the clock. 

"Mm I should go soon, the head count is coming up." 

"I'll excuse you from it." Amanda mumbled, burying her face in Emily's hair. 

"Mm... tempting, but I think I better get back anyways." Emily said, sitting up and starting to put on clothes. 

"Hmph. Fine. I'll walk you." Amanda said reluctantly. She wished Emily could stay with her forever, but as long as they had to keep up the facade of being a legitimate prison, it was probably a good idea not make the prisoners suspicious.

"I'll miss you." Amanda said softly as she gave her one last kiss. They were standing in the hallway that led back to the prison. At this time, most of the prisoners would already be in their cells, no one but the guards would see that Emily had left. 

"I'll miss you too, see you tomorrow?"

"Yes, of course. Good night." 

Emily walked back into the prison, running up the stairs and back to her cell. She had a few minutes left and she stood outside the cell beside Jenni. 

"Where've you been, girl?" Jenni said with a grin. 

" Oh you know, just around." Emily said. The guard came around and they went into their cell and into their beds. Emily had just slept and so she lay in her bed, happily reflecting on the day's events. 

In the afternoon Emily headed to the kitchen to do her chores. When she got there Angel was pacing the kitchen, clearly in a bad mood as usual. She separated them immediately into several groups, and most of them left to do their tasks, while Emily's group had a very specific job. 

"Alright listen up inmates, I'll try to make this easy for you to understand." She said, slamming down a large crate of veggies onto the center island, making everyone jump. "Cut up the vegetables into pieces this size, and don't fuck it up." Angel looked around. "Well?" She snapped, making everyone jump again. 

"Yes, mistress!" They all said immediately. Angel let out a growl and went to sit down in her chair. Everyone immediately grabbed some cutting boards and started washing and then cutting up the carrots and potatoes. 

Emily loved cooking so with Angel sitting far away, reading her Hustler, she could relax a bit and just concentrate on cooking. 

"Well, Emily. It looks like you're taking your sweet time with this." Emily felt a spike of fear when she heard Angel's voice behind her. She couldn't even move because Angel was so close she was pressed up against the counter. She looked over at everyone else's' cutting boards and realized that she was very far behind. 

"I'm sorry, mistress, I had to remove the bruising on the potatoes, it took me a longer than I expected." She stammered. 

"Are these potatoes not to your liking, Emily?"

She felt her face flush red as the other inmates laughed. "You're staying late." Angel said flatly. 

Seething, Emily spent the rest of kitchen duty in an angry haze. It wasn't her fault the potatoes were bruised, geez show a little dedication to the work and it just gets you in trouble. She watched enviously as everyone left the kitchen, leaving her alone with Angel. 

"Alright, so what do you want me to do?" She said, defeated. 

"Mm not here. You're going to help me." Angel said, standing up. 

"Well, where..." She let out a yelp as Angel slapped her on the ass. 

"Come on, we're going to the guard's kitchens." 

"Angel, I can't go there." Emily said, struggling against Angel's steel grip on her wrist. 

"Oh don't be such a loser." Angel said. Ah shit. 

"Alright, so here's the serving orders." Angel said, tossing a piece of paper onto the table. "You'll cook this." 

Emily looked at the food prep order and winced. "But that's enough food to feed a hundred people!" 

"Nonsense, it's just for fifty people. Guess you better get started." Angel said with a smirk. 

"But-"

"Hey, get it done or I'll tell the warden you tried to smuggle one of the knives out of the kitchen. Alright?" 

"Fine." She said, feeling mutinous. She would have to talk with Amanda later about Angel's treatment. 

"Great. I'll be back in a hour to check on you." 

And so reluctantly, Emily started preparing the food, shredding the lettuce and grating the cheese for the Ceasar salad. It was exhausting work, but she grit her teeth. Amanda was working right now, and she wouldn't disturb her, she wanted to bring as little trouble into Amanda's life as she could. She heard the door open and she turned sharply. Had it been an hour already? Imagine her surprise when Stevens let herself in, shutting the door firmly behind her. 

"Hello, Emily." 

"Hey." She said cautiously, remember the last time she was stuck in the kitchen alone with the guard. Stevens looked at the large serving dish of romaine lettuce silently and then over at Emily. 

"Did Angel send you in to check on me?" She asked in an attempt to break the silence. This apparently was a ridiculous question because Stevens chuckled in a very patronising way. 

"Angel wouldn't dare send me anywhere." 

Oh right, because you rank higher than her, Emily thought to herself. Still doesn't explain why you're here. She decided to continue preparing the Caesar salad. 

"Do you know where they keep the croutons here?" She asked Stevens, who was helping herself to the shredded cheese. 

"Mm Angel just makes those." Stevens said, nodding at the loaf of bread on the counter. 

"Great." Emily grumbled to herself. She started taking out slices of bread, then preheated the oven. She went back to the salad only to realize that Stevens had eaten the entire bowl of shredded cheese and was now playing with a potato peeler, balancing it on her index finger and laughing. 

Emily could feel her frustration reach a boiling point and she snapped. "Fuck Stevens, I'm really busy right now so please just tell me what you want or leave me alone!" She started cutting up a lemon angrily before her mind registered the silence in the room. Uh oh, maybe that wasn't such a good idea to yell at the second lieutenant. She quickly snuck a look at Stevens' face and surprisingly, Stevens was smiling. 

"Just tell me what you need help with." Stevens said gently. 

"Well I could use more shredded cheese, ." Emily said hesitantly, unable to believe it. 

"Alright." 

She watched in astonishment as Stevens started grating the cheese. Huh, well I guess stranger things have happened in this prison. With Stevens grating the cheese she could actually get started on the dressing, which of course, had to be handmade too. Damn it. 

"Emily, the cheese is done." Stevens called from behind her. "What next?" 

"Hm, if you could peel the potatoes, that would be great." 

"How many?" 

"Uh, all of those." Emily said, pointing to the bags of potatoes stacked in the corner. She watched Stevens' eyes widen. 

"Emily, that'll take hours!" 

"Yeah, and dinner's in three." Emily said once she looked up at the clock. She had already been working for an hour. "You know, I think Angel just set me up to watch me fail." She said with a grimace. 

"No kidding." Stevens said. Emily watched as the tall brunette headed for the exit. Oh well, it was nice to have the help for a while anyways. But wait, Stevens wasn't leaving, she had picked up the phone next to the door and was calling someone. "Hello. Yes it's me. Send all the rookies to the kitchen right away." 

Ten minutes later the kitchen was busy and loud with several more guards, working away happily under the watchful eye of Stevens. And man did they work fast. Emily watched in amazement as one of the guard she hadn't met before chopped up potatoes with such speed it was like she had been using a knife all her life. 

"Impressive, huh?" Emily jumped as she heard Stevens' voice behind her. 

"Oh. Yeah." She said with a laugh. She looked and then saw the short-haired Aella. It was sad, ever since that time she had seen Aella with Stevens it seemed like the young guard was avoiding her. She had liked the dark haired, sassy woman and had enjoyed their brief time playing video games together. Stevens looked at her, then at Aella.

"Aella?" She called. 

"Yes, Lieutenant." 

"Have you met Emily? Come over here and introduce yourself." Stevens said as she leaned casually against a counter. 

"Yes, we have met before. "Aella walked over shyly. "How are you?" She asked. 

"Besides the insane task that Angel assigned me? I'm alright." They laughed together, and all of a sudden it seemed like everything was back to normal with them. 

"Move your stuff over here." Stevens said, and Aella complied eagerly. 

They finished cooking forty five minutes before dinner time, and then there was just the task of taking all the food to the warming pans in the cafeteria, accomplished easily by all the guards lending a hand. 

"Would you like to serve the guards?" Stevens asked Emily as most of the guards when to grab plates and started getting in line for the food. 

"Sure." 

"I'll help you too!" Aella offered cheerfully, and eagerly planted herself infront of the plate of brownies. 

"I'll set aside some food for us." Stevens said. 

"Will Amanda be here for dinner?" Emily asked hopefully, then was disappointed when Stevens shook her head. 

"She'll be working late. I'll save a plate for her too." 

Then there wasn't much time for talking as there were tons of hungry guards to feed. Stevens had somehow taken over and was serving out the barbeque beef for every guard. "Eat up, Hale." She said to one short haired dirty blonde woman. 

"You too, Hawthrone." 

Emily was in charge of dishing out the salad and after a few polite requests for larger servings soon realize that these women had incredible appetites. That really explained Angel's comment earlier about there only being fifty people when they made enough for a hundred. She started giving out double portions and then all the guards seemed quite please. The job was actually quite fun, most of the guards were quite friendly to her, though that could've been attributed to the fact that Lieutenant Stevens was standing next to her.

While they worked Stevens would sometimes introduce a guard to Emily, or tell her a tidbit of interesting information. One guard had fended off her village from a horde of werewolf-like creatures, another had singled handedly defeated the most fearsome creature on her planet, a vicious, gigantic boar creature that could spit fire. It was so strange for Stevens, a grown woman, to be talking about things like werewolves and fire spitting pigs, but it was definitely exciting to listen to. 

A few of the women came back for seconds, and after that the cafeteria started clearing out. Emily started to clean up and Stevens stopped her. "You've done enough for today, time for you to relax, come on, let's eat." 

They grabbed their food and then she and the other guards that had worked in the kitchen went to sit at a table together. Emily watched the interactions between the guards, the way they talked to each other, they were like a cohesive unit, but the physical contact they had with each other carried an undertone of sexual tension. She watched everyone eat the food, and was very pleased to see Stevens eat everything that she had got, even soaking up the barbeque sauce with her dinner roll. Stevens sat back in her chair, looking very content and she decided now was a good time to talk. 

"Thank you for helping me today, I really appreciate it. I couldn't have done it without you." She said softly. 

"Damn right you couldn't have." Stevens said with a chuckle. "And you're welcome, little one." 

After everyone had finished eating Stevens got up, "Let's go clean up here and go to the break room." She said. 

"You want to come too, Emily?" Aella asked with a grin. "We got xbox, ps3, super Nintendo, you name it." 

"Um." She looked over at Stevens who shrugged. "Okay, sure!" 

A few hours later the group were hanging out in the break room, playing poker. There was Stevens, Aella, Emily, and the two other guards, Vanessa, a quiet long haired brunette, and Hallie, a very friendly redhead. Emily was busy looking over her cards and trying her best to put on a decent poker face when Stevens suddenly looked up from her cards. "Richards? Would you like to join us?"

Emily looked up eagerly towards the open doorway and didn't see anyone. 

"Yeah, Amanda, join us!" Hallie called. 

"Not today, thanks." Came Amanda's voice, sounding farther away as she spoke. 

"Yeah, join us, Amanda." Emily called too. There was a pause, and then the fast footsteps of Amanda walking back. 

"Ahh. There we go." Stevens said with a triumphant laugh. "Deal Amanda in." 

"Hello." Emily grinned as Amanda sauntered over, the other women were already chatting again and so they could have a private conversation. 

"I couldn't smell your scent, the smell of barbeque sauce and everything else was too overwhelming." Amanda confessed. Amanda was sharing more and more about herself every day, and Emily couldn't help but feel a rush of happiness towards her lover. She was hesitant to show any affection towards Amanda though, unsure if they were still supposed to keep their relationship a secret. She quickly got her answer when Amanda leaned in close and kissed her, pressing their foreheads together. "I missed you." 

"I missed you too." Emily said. Up close she could see the weariness in Amanda's eyes, the dark shadows underneath them. "Do you need to rest?" 

"No, I'll be fine, I just need to get some food." Amanda rubbed her eyes and sat back. 

"Oh we left you some food." Emily brightened, glad that she could help in some way. "It's in the fridge." 

"Ah! Wonderful." 

Amanda was part of the poker game, but she was more interested in the food than the card game. Emily beamed as Amanda devoured everything, making little sounds of pleasure that were almost R-rated. 

"Angel's cooking has definitely improved." Amanda commented. 

Stevens snickered. " It wasn't Angel that made this, it was that little firecracker over there." She said, pointing casually at Emily. 

"Really? You were making food for the guards?" Amanda said, baffled. Emily had to quickly explain what had happened. At the end of this, Amanda was fuming. "Angel has really overstepped her bounds." 

"Oh it's not that bad, at least we get to see each other tonight." Emily said trying to calm her down. Amanda let out a little growl of discontent and settled for shredding her napkin into tiny pieces. "And Stevens helped me." She said softly. 

Amanda raised her eyebrows. "That's rare for her." 

"Mm, see, some good came from it after all." Emily said, rubbing Amanda thigh. Amanda looked down and finally smiled.

"Oh, I forgot to ask, would you like to spend the night?" 

"I would love to." 

"Ok, I'll sign you off for the curfew, but when I get back you have to help me with this game." 

"Deal." 

"I feel like I have the entire deck here." Stevens complained as she looked at the cards in her hands.

"Almost. Nope, no fives. Go fish." Aella said cheerfully. Stevens groaned and grabbed another card from the table. She looked at it and rolled her eyes.

It was a few hours later and they had switched the game to Go fish. Steven was exceptionally entertaining to watch as they played because while she could hold her own in poker, she was awesome at Go fish. Emily happily sipped the raspberry juice cocktail Stevens had made for her, she had turned down Stevens offering of scotch, and to her surprise Stevens had shrugged and had made her a fruit drink instead. 

"Hey Emily." Amanda mumbled to Emily as they watched Hallie try to help Stevens out. 

"Mm yes my lover?" Emily playfully nuzzled Amanda's shoulder, feeling the effects of the alcohol as it made her dizzy. 

"I think I may be drunk." 

Emily snickered and gave Amanda a playful slap on the shoulder. " I know, silly." 

"Think we should call it a night after this game?" Amanda suggested. 

"Ok." 

Every day should end like this, Amanda thought happily to herself as she and Emily curled up under the covers in her bed. "Are you happy, Emily?" She asked as she nuzzled her long locks, wrapping her arms around Emily's waist. 

"Who wouldn't be in a bed like this." Emily giggled, caressing Amanda's arms. 

"I mean with me." Amanda said with a soft laugh. She shifted back as Emily turned around to face Amanda. 

"Amanda, I love you with all my heart, of course I'm happy with you." 

"Good, me too." Amanda said. It was hard to believe that one person could make her so happy but it was true, she fell asleep holding Emily in her arms.



Secret in the Secret Ch. 26



Emily hummed to herself as she leaned against the oak tree, enjoying the summer air as she read a book she had borrowed from the library. Her body still tingled from the wonderful morning wake up Amanda had given her, the memory of it left a smile on her face even now, hours later. She had been reading for a little while when she heard a soft crying, like a baby. She searched for the noise and finally saw a small rabbit-like mammal with a raised front paw that looked bloody. 

"Oh no!" The creature was close to the prison fence but on the inside, so Emily was safe to go over. It was strange, the creature didn't seem at all afraid of her, it boldly approached her and she saw its glowing red eyes and suddenly felt like she was falling...

Amanda was busy doing some paperwork when Stevens knocked on her door, then promptly entered without waiting for an answer. She was ready to chastise the second lieutenant but upon seeing the panicked expression on Stevens' face, she forgot about it. 

"It's Emily." Stevens said breathlessly, "the oosith has her." 

And immediately they were both out of Amanda's apartment, running towards the warden's room. 

"Does she know yet?" Amanda demanded, annoyed that Stevens was running so slowly that she had to she had to match her pace so she could get the facts. 

"Yes, " Stevens huffed. "She knows about the oosith, but she needs time to prepare herself and the crew for the capture." And in that time, Emily could be die, Amanda thought to herself, if she wasn't already...no, she shook her head, clearing that toxic thought out of her head immediately. She would know if that had happened already, she was sure of it. 

Most of the crew that weren't on duty were already in the Warden's chambers when Amanda and Stevens got there, two of them kneeling at the warden's feet, who was sitting on the bed. She was in a crimson robe, her hands on their heads, taking in the energy they willingly offered. She looked up when they entered.

"Ah my lieutenants." A feral grin crossed her features. 

"My mistress." Amanda sank down to one knee, lowering her gaze. Beside her, Stevens did the same. 

"I trust you two are combat ready?" The warden stood up and walked over to them. Amanda fought the impatience growing inside her, she didn't know what the oosith wanted with Emily, and every moment passed like an eternity without her. 

"Warden, I've just gotten word that the oosith has taken a prisoner." Amanda said, the words coming out of her in a rush. 

"One of ours?" 

"No, an inmate." Amanda said. My Emily...she took a deep breath. "I request permission to assemble a small rescue team to retrieve her." 

"No." The Warden said immediately. "The oosith is a powerful and deadly creature, I won't have my crew face it without me." 

Amanda grit her teeth, having expected the answer, she spoke again. "Then I request permission to go on my own." 

The warden paused at this, looking at her. "You would risk your life for this human? She has never even seen your true form." 

"It doesn't matter. As long as she's safe." Amanda said. She doubted the Warden could ever understand, she looked down on humans, thinking them weak, close-minded...

"Fine. Go." The warden said abruptly with a wave of her hand. 

"Thank you mistress." Amanda said in relief. She would've gone regardless of the answer, and perhaps the Warden knew that, she was staring at Amanda with an expression Amanda didn't recognize. 

Amanda strapped her combat knife to her thigh, being well organized had never been more important, she shouldered her backpack. There was a knock on her door, and she opened It, ready to leave. "Stevens." She thought she had remained with the warden, but there she was, in her black combat gear. "Did the Warden send you?" 

"Hell no." Stevens said with a laugh. "I volunteered. I'm not going to let you have all the bragging right for taking the oosith on all by yourself." At Amanda's frown Stevens joking grin disappeared. 

"Emily's my friend, let me help you, Amanda." 

"Fine. Let's get moving." 

*****

A large rumbling woke Emily up, a pounding that made her eardrums hurt. It was hot, much hotter than normal, she was sweating like crazy and she sat up. She was lying on a rocky ledge, somewhere she had never been before, she looked up and saw nothing but dark brown rock, a cave of some sort. It stank here, she tried breathing through her mouth and that was better, but still the heat made like she was breathing through a sheet. The rumbling continued and she looked over the ledge to find the source of the noise. She gasped, covering her mouth to quell a scream. She had only looked for a moment but the image was burned in her mind. She had seen a giant monster, at least as large as a semi, a dark beast with spikes coming out of its body, red eyes, fangs that were as long as her arms... she furiously wiped away tears of fear, shaking. Somebody please help me...

***

The pair moved wordlessly across rocky hills and streams, farther than they had ever gone on their searches. The oosith had evaded them for so long; it was finally now that it had come to the prison that they could track its pheromone trail. Now the trail was like a shining beacon in the dark, beckoning them. Emily had to be alright, Amanda tried to reassure herself. She could never live with herself if she wasn't...

And then they were there, a massive cave loomed infront of them, a giant hole in the side of a mountain, most likely dug by the oosith. "Are you ready, Amanda?" Stevens asked beside her. 

"Let's go." She relaxed and let the change take over, and with a snarl she sprinted towards the cave. 

***

A deafening roar made Emily clamp her hands over her ears, she was afraid to look over the edge but she had to know what was going on. The horrible creature was swiping the ground with its razor claws. A thud beside her made her scream, a human-sized creature stripped red and black was in front of her, one of the monster's partners? 

"Get away!" If she was going to die, she was going to die fighting, she decided. With a cry she lunged at the creature, throwing a punch that it quickly dodged, she aimed a kick and the creature grabbed her leg. "Emily, stop, it's me!" 

Emily stopped immediately, it was a trick, it had to be, how could this creature have Amanda's voice? 

Now that she could take a closer look, she could tell this creature was nothing like the monster below, this one was covering in fur, it had an almost feline face. And the soft, gentle gaze in those light brown eyes that she had come to associate with her lover. "Amanda?" 

"Yes, I can't explain everything right now; let's get you out of here." Amanda scooped her up in her arms and soon they were running, towards the light, the exit. Behind them, the monster was still clawing at the ground. Emily squinted and saw a much smaller creature firing a gun that shot blue light. Soon they were outside in the dense forest, and the creature-no, it was Amanda, set her down. "Just run as fast as you can in that direction." Amanda pointed. "Wait, aren't you coming with me?" 

Amanda shook her head. "Stevens is still back there, I have to help her." 

"Wait." 

"Go!" Amanda pushed her away and was already sprinting back towards the cave, away from Emily. Towards danger. Emily watched as her beloved left, she told herself that Amanda would want her to be safe, and so she turned and ran. 

The gunfire had stopped when Amanda re-entered the cave, and immediately Amanda started to worry. It was easy to spot the Oosith, clawing at a crack in the wall. "Stevens!" She called over the roar of the creature, but no surprise, Stevens didn't hear her. She took out her own gun and fired at the creature's back, it broke a few of the creature's spines but did no substantial damage. "Fuck." She threw one of the grenades, it exploded near the Oosith's clawed foot and finally she had its attention. With a snarl it lunged toward her, and she barely got out of the way as it swung its mace-like tail at her. 

Behind the creature, she saw Stevens sneak out of the crack and unsheathe her sword. "No, we have to get out of here!" She let out a groan of frustration as Stevens leapt onto the beast, slashing and tearing, finally striking paydirt when she sliced off an ear. 

Emily ran until her lungs burned and her legs gave way. She gasped for air, closing her eyes for just a moment. She must be far away now, should get back to the prison and get help. But she was so tired... "Emily!" She heard Aella's voice and struggled to stand. "You're safe now." She heard more footsteps, many people at once. And then the warden was there. "Take her back to the prison." She commanded. 

"Wait, Amanda..." Emily struggled against Aella's grip, and she must have startled the woman because she actually got free. "Please make sure Amanda's ok." She grabbed onto the Warden's hand. The warden looked at her coldly, and Emily saw her red glowing eye on her. "Sleep." She spoke, and Emily did. 

****

The scent of lavender was so calming, she felt like she was floating on a soft cloud, it was so warm and nice and she wondered where Amanda was, she should be by her side to enjoy this. Amanda. She opened her eyes. She was in her cell, alone. She shot out of bed, going to the door. It was locked. "Hey!" She banged on the door, surprised when Angel approached. "Angel, what's going on, where's Amanda?" 

"The lieutenant." Angel stressed the point, "is in the medical bay and." She held up her hand to stop Emily's from speaking. "She's fine." 

"And what about the Oosith..." 

"Captured. We'll be leaving soon. It's fine, really none of that has anything to do with you, so there's no need to discuss any of that." Angel said flippantly, she turned and leaned against the glass, pointedly ignoring Emily.

"I have to see her, Angel." Emily said to Angel's back. Angel hadn't walked away, so she was almost certain that she was told to guard her cell. "Look, I know we've never seen eye to eye..." The six foot tall Angel scoffed at this, but Emily continued. " But I love her, and I know she loves me too. I have to see her, please let me see her before she leaves." She wiped at her eyes, ashamed that she was crying. If Amanda was leaving then this would be her last chance to see her again. 

"Oh enough already." Angel had swiped the door with her key card. "I know you love her and all that crap, lord knows Amanda deserves it. Let's go." 

***

Amanda lay on the bed in the medical bay, flipping through the channels on the TV. The burns on her legs barely hurt now, in a few days she'd be completely healed. And then it would be time to return home. She closed her eyes and tried to be happy. 

"Amanda." Oh she must be missing her badly, she was hearing Emily's voice in her head. 

"Amanda, open your eyes please." She felt her touch and gasped. 

"Emily." She opened her eyes and pulled the other woman towards her. "Thank god you're alright." 

"Are you injured?" Emily asked, running her hands lightly over her shoulders. 

"I'm fine, just fine." She pressed her lips against Emily's, inhaling her scent, committing it to memory. 

"Well, I have to say, I would've never guessed you looked like this." Emily commented. 

"What?" Amanda looked away, ashamed. " You should only be seeing my human form right now, there must be something wrong with the machine..." She muttered.

"It's fine." Emily said, running her hands over the red and white silken fur. "I'd love you in any form." She snuggled up into Amanda's arms. "When are you leaving?" She asked softly. 

"In a few days, four maybe." Amanda said, brushing Emily's hair away from her face. Emily couldn't bear to ask if she would return, she was afraid of what the answer would be. 

Emily stayed with Amanda for a few hours; they cuddled on her bed, watched the TV and enjoyed each other's company. "You should check up on Stevens, see how she's doing." Amanda suggested. "She did come and help rescue you." 

"Okay." She said, reluctant to leave her side.

She went down out into the hall, past two guards who were talking. She overhead the name "Stevens, room 12" and then, "dead". Wait, dead? She burst into room 12. "Stevens! She called." And there she was, lying in bed, drinking a glass of juice." Whoa! Emily, what are you doing in here?" 

She ran to Stevens, almost knocking the glass over as she hugged the woman. "I thought someone said you were dead." 

"What? Who said I was dead!" Stevens roared, then coughed wheezily. 

"Oh, take it easy." Emily said, immediately concerned. "Are you alright?" 

"Yeah, it was just a little impalement; I'll be fine in a few days." Stevens waved it away, looking unconcerned. 

"How's Amanda?" Stevens said. 

"She's fine." 

"Good, good." Stevens nodded. "Well, thanks for visiting." She said awkwardly. 

"Thank you, for coming to rescue me." Emily confessed. 

"Anytime, kiddo, it was tons of fun. You should try it next time." Stevens said with a laugh. "Now get out of here, I need to nap." 

***

Time seemed to fly by the next few days, Emily found herself dreading Thursday, the day when Amanda would be leaving. New guards were coming in every day to replace the guards that would be leaving soon. And yet Emily was still able to visit Amanda every day in the medical bay, she suspected the warden had something to do with it because every day Angel came to escort her to see her lover. 

They were sitting together on the hospital bed there was a knock on the door. "Come in." Amanda called. Stevens entered, looking fresh and very serious. "Is it time?" Amanda asked calmly. 

"Yes." 

Emily held onto Amanda tightly, a nervous tingle in her stomach. Soon more guards entered, Emily recognized a few, Francesca, Aella, Vanessa and Hallie, the one called Hawthrone. And then the Warden entered, the room filling with her presence.

"Amanda." The warden said fondly to her lieutenant. "It's time for us to leave." 

Amanda squeezed Emily's hand hard, as if that could keep them together. 

"I request permission to stay, Warden." 

"Absolutely not." The warden said simply. "You are my best officer, only a fool would allow you stay on this planet. Besides, once we leave we will take the illusion device with us, what would you do when all the humans can see you in your true form." The Warden shook her head. 

"I'm sorry, Emily. I'll try to visit you, in five years, maybe..." 

"Five years? I can't wait five years, Amanda...." It was so strange talking to Amanda about something so private in front of a bunch of people. 

"You're right, it wouldn't be fair for you." Amanda said sadly, she brushed her hand across Emily's cheek. 

Emily took a deep breath, summoning up all of her courage. She turned the Warden and spoke. "Warden, I would like to join your crew." 

There was a twinkle the Warden's eyes. "Angel has been complaining about needing an assistant for quite some time." There were a few chuckles in the group. 

"Amanda, would you like to escort her and help her get her things." 

"Yes Warden, Emily, are you sure about this?" Amanda asked her. 

"I've never been more sure about anything, I love you Amanda." 

She leaned in and Amanda kissed her, so passionately it made her head spin. Behind her, she heard the Warden bark, "Well? What's everyone standing around for? Get the ship ready!" 

***

The ship was an enormous, sleek black design, Emily marvelled at the size of it. She had said goodbye to Jenni and some of the friends she had made in prison, Amanda had told them she was out on early parole. "Isn't it nice?" Amanda came up from behind and hugged her to her chest. "

"Amazing." 

And it was even more amazing inside, it almost looked like a building with its spacious rooms, Amanda had told her there was a gym, kitchen and sleeping areas and even a swimming pool for after they were in space. 

"I just can't believe this is real." Emily said as she sat down and Amanda helped her buckle in. 

"Oh it's real." Amanda gave her a quick peck on the lips before strapping herself in. 

"As real as it can get." Stevens piped in, grinning. 

Emily held Amanda's hand in hers as she heard the engines roar, the barely detectable feel of the ship lifting off the ground, she closed her eyes as the ship took off, headed for a new adventure. 

THE END.