Bill was with me for a routine check the next time I found myself in Ash's cell. Since it was the planned search, everything was immaculate, and there was no evidence of any contraband. A part of me had been dreading the return to this cell, fearing that I wouldn't even be able to meet Ash's gaze. It turned out I had been worried about the wrong thing, meeting his gaze wasn't the problem, controlling the urge to throw myself at him was. Bill's presence helped, it kept me behaving, but I knew later this afternoon, I would have to return for the surprise checks a little later.

With the routine checks complete, I spent time with Anna learning more about how the prisons worked. She seemed slightly suspicious at my enthusiasm to know how things worked but humoured my questions. I tried to focus, but every passing minute brought me closer to when I would be in Ash's cell alone again, something I felt a mix of excitement and trepidation about.

Lunchtime arrived, and I left the prison grounds briefly to purchase something. I had a feeling that Ash was deeply involved in the contraband getting into the prison, and I couldn't trust myself to visit his cell without a purpose in mind. I found a tech store in town selling small remote listening devices and purchased the smallest unit I could find. After grabbing a quick bite to eat, I returned to the prison, signed in, and prepared myself mentally as best as I could to start the checks.

The surprise checks were going smoothly, almost too much so. Every prisoner suddenly turned quiet as I entered their room, barely looking at me as if they were afraid of something. It wasn't the fear of getting caught with something they shouldn't be in possession of, their cells were immaculate.

Ash's cell was the last to be checked, and I looked around to ensure no one was looking before I unbuttoned a button or two on my blouse. If I was to get away with planting the listening device, Ash needed to be distracted. Taking a deep breath to ready myself, I walked into his cell to see Ash sitting on the bed smoking a spliff again. He nodded immediately at the two men in the cell with him, and they walked outside the cell, standing guard at the door.

Ash jumped down with a smile on his face. He was shirtless, showing off his body, and the muscles were very well defined, his arms and shoulders bulging and impressive. This wasn't how this was meant to go, he was the one who needed to be distracted, not me.

"Officer Emma, did you miss me?"

I rolled my eyes at his familiar attempt at flirting as a show of defiance, but inside, my heart was thudding in my chest. The confidence I felt entering the room was quickly evaporating, and the urge to run my hands across his muscles was growing uncontrollably. He passed me the spliff, and I took a pull to settle my nerves. Of course, Ash took that as an invitation to get close to me. My legs turned to jelly the moment I felt him close to me, as I took another pull, I felt him press his lips against my neck. I moaned weakly as I tilted my head the other way to give him better access to my neck. My mind was a mess, forgetting what I had come in here to do as my arousal clouded my judgement.

Ash, seeing my willingness reached around and expertly unclipped my bra, throwing it to the floor. I went to reach for it, but he held me close, biting down on my neck sending shock and shivers of pleasure down my body. There was nothing I could do, a victim of my desires as I remained static and anticipated his next touch. I could feel a bulge as his dick engorged. Not wanting to be a total pushover, I pushed him to the wall, holding a finger to my lips as I turned around and rubbed my ass against his crotch, dancing to some hip-hop music playing from another cell.

I wanted nothing more in this moment than to let Ash have me, but the risk of getting caught was too high. Should I not return to my station within the next few minutes, Bill or someone else would come looking for me. Still, the desperation grew, and although my mind was screaming at me to stop before I got caught, I risked another couple of minutes and was rewarded with Ash reaching around as I danced against him and undid my trousers, letting them fall to the floor. I felt his rough hands be surprisingly soft and delicate as he stroked me through my cotton panties; if I had known I'd go this far today, I would have worn something sexier.

There was something about Ash, aside from his incredible body and good looks that made me lose any self-control around him. I had come here with the task of distracting him enough to plant the listening device, and although I had definitely succeeded in distracting him, I was barely able to function myself as he continued rubbing my clit. Mustering up a brief moment of clarity, I leaned back against him offering up my neck; when he bit down once again, I clumsily grabbed the listening device out of my pocket and stuck it to the back of his bed.

Mission complete. I sighed in relief, but although my work was done, I didn't want to leave. My body rhythmically brushed against his groin as he stroked me, and my breathing grew heavier. I could feel myself growing wetter and wetter, soaking the cotton panties from Ash's attention, and when he bit down on my neck once again, I almost orgasmed on the spot. I looked up at Ash's face, my mouth open and cheeks flushed as I saw the animalistic desire in his gaze. The gaze was so intense that I felt like prey in his eyes, and I didn't want to escape his predatory grasp.

Ash suddenly ripped the cotton panties off of my body, showing me how soaked they were with my juices.

"You're quite the excitable one, Officer Emma."

I couldn't help but notice the 'officer' moniker was starting to sound more and more mocking every time he spoke it but I was soon distracted as I felt his fingers trace between my wet slit, and he slowly penetrated me with them. I looked up at him, longing in my eyes as he pressed my wet panties over my nose and fingerfucked me.

All too soon, he pulled his fingers out from me, and as he pulled them to my face, I opened my mouth willingly, sticking my tongue out as if I were begging to taste them. It was like a frenzy had come over me, a wild nature that I hadn't known existed inside of me that disregarded all logic and worries in favour of the reward of pleasure, both giving and receiving. I sucked his fingers like a crazed addict while rubbing my bare ass against his crotch, hoping that he would lower his trousers and stick that impressive beast between his legs inside me.

"Boss."

One of the men standing at the doorway stuck his head in and smirked in my direction. It was a warning, someone was coming. Ash disregarded me, climbing back onto his bed as I rushed to pull my trousers up and button up my blouse hastily. The throbbing in my clit urged me to forget the consequences, but a sound mind prevailed. The panic helped to clear my mind, but my bra was nowhere to be found on the floor. I looked up at Ash, exasperated, and he just winked. The panties were a lost cause, but I could do with the bra as the blouse was a pretty thin material and my nipples were very much standing alert at the moment.

Forgetting my bra, I brushed past the two men standing at the door, not even daring to see the looks on their faces. I had no idea how much they'd seen, but they had certainly heard and seen at least a little of it. Thankfully, whoever had been passing had turned away before approaching, and I was free to rush to the toilet to try and compose myself again. The mission was a success, but since I had been so close to cumming before being disrupted, it felt like an empty victory. It was becoming dangerous to continue this path, but I knew I couldn't stop. I kept telling myself it was because I wanted to know how deep the corruption ran here at HMP Bellgate, but I was aware I craved Ash, in every way.

The path was clear to the locker room, I'd somehow managed to make it without running into anyone. My dishevelled appearance looked back at me from the mirror on the wall; in my haste, I'd buttoned up the blouse unevenly, my nipples were poking through, my make-up was a mess, and my hair was dishevelled. It was a small miracle I didn't run into anyone, as questions would have been asked.

Instantly, after stepping out of the locker room, I ran into the prison warden, John, flanked by Anna. He commended me on how quickly I had adapted to the job, and I stood there frozen. Anna suppressed a giggle as I tried to plaster a grateful smile on my face. John must have thought me a bit slow and shy, but in reality, I was trying to hold my shit together seeing as five minutes ago, I was still dripping wet, pantyless, with my nipples threatening to poke their way through my blouse.

To extend his praise for my performance so far, he allowed me to finish my shift early and said I was doing my first overnight shift tomorrow evening. I knew that the pay was better for evening work, fewer people worked in this wing since there was less of a threat from the prisoners, most of which were locked inside their cell. I stuttered my appreciation for the opportunity as I noticed Anna look me up and down curiously. Did I miss something? Did I leave some evidence of my inappropriate behaviour earlier? Anna smiled warmly when she realised I'd noticed her looking, and she congratulated me on my start before walking away with John.

After a well-deserved lay-in the next morning, I met with my family for lunch. My father was starting to find some new hobbies now that he wasn't married to his job, and my brothers had all found new careers in solidarity with my father. None of my brothers felt right working for the police, and they'd all found private security jobs elsewhere. Not once during the delicious meal did my father ask about the corruption hunt he sent me on, and I didn't want to bring it up while he seemed to be doing so well forgetting about it all. Part of me wished I could forget about it too, but that would mean stepping back from Ash and leaving him alone.

When I arrived home, I listened to the audio recordings from Ash's cell expecting it to be a bust. Instead, there was so much incriminating speech on there that I had hit the jackpot. There were talks of drugs circulating, coming in, money owed, and all sorts that the prisoners should not be doing. At one point, Ash boasted that he could get anything inside if it was required, although, he refused to bring in weapons.

"If you want to hurt someone, fight like a man and use your fists. Besides, who would piss you off that far in here? We have it easy, lads, it's a party every night."

Ash's words replayed repeatedly through my head as I travelled to work. Anna greeted me with a hug, alongside another older officer I hadn't met yet. He introduced himself as Keith and told me he had worked here almost as long as Bill. The low-security wing was run on a skeleton staff during the evenings. There had been no trouble for such a long time, and there was plenty of security outside should anything go wrong.

Music blasted through the main room while the prisoners were locked in their cells, and Ash's words about there being a party every night echoed in my mind. I looked at Anna questioningly.

"The warden allows the music. These aren't serious offenders, and if he keeps them happy, they behave, and he has far less shit to deal with. Did you know this is one of the best-performing prisons in the country? There haven't been any major issues here since the warden took over a decade ago, and it has one of the lowest reoffending rates of the prisoners that are released."

Anna's pride in this place was infectious, and I couldn't help but feel a bit of that pride working here. I wonder if that was why the other guards turned a blind eye to the evidence of drug use. As long as the prisoners were happy and not killing each other or trying to escape, they could do whatever they liked.

The evening shift was much easier than my normal shift. With the prisoners locked away, the music played loudly as they enjoyed themselves in their cells. I walked around the perimeter until I found myself standing outside Ash's cell. The last I saw of Keith was somewhere on the sidewalk three floors above, sitting down overlooking the middle area with a pair of headphones on while doing a puzzle book looking like he had settled in for the night.

Curiously, I leaned against Ash's cell door and almost fell through it, I should have expected that he would have the only cell unlocked.

"Miss me already, Office Emma?"

Ash greeted me with a smile and his familiar greeting. His two muscle men were with him, they all had a spliff, a beer in their hands, and what looked like some more serious narcotics. Looking around the room, there was so much alcohol and even a controller for the music that was playing. Ash was without a doubt the top dog in this wing. I didn't reply to him at first, still a little shocked by all the contraband inside the room. My initial thought was to try to reprimand him for all of the stuff in his cell while I was buoyed on by John's praise earlier, but when Ash climbed down and towered over me with his incredible physique, my mind started to wander once again.

"Y-you shouldn't have this in here."

My voice was weak, and the two musclemen sat by the door.

"But it's a party, Officer Emma. You don't really believe that I'm the only one with this kind of gear in their cell, do you?"

Ash strode slowly towards me, and I backed up until I found myself pressed against a wall. I wanted to find my courage momentarily, but then I remembered what giving your all to a job in adverse conditions did to my father. In a show of submission, I tilted my head to give him access to my neck, knowing how much he enjoyed biting. Before I closed my eyes, I saw the two musclemen lock the cell door from the inside.

Unlike the times before when Ash and I teased each other, things escalated a lot quicker this time. Fueled by my building desire over the last few weeks, I unbuttoned my uniform and stepped out of my trousers. I had thought ahead to wear matching underwear this time; maybe I did want this all along deep down. As I leaned against the wall, my mouth opened in shock as I felt Ash's fully-erect cock slowly push its way inside me. Eager, I started pushing myself back on his dick, building up a rhythm as I bounced off of him. I could hear the musclemen laughing and joking in the background, as I looked up, I saw one of them was recording me with a phone. Funnily enough, my first thought was that he shouldn't even have one of those as a prisoner.

At this moment, I didn't care if I was being filmed, and if this was the end of my career. I'd spent weeks being sexually pent-up sexually, fantasising about what this epitome of a man would feel like inside me. Ash didn't disappoint, and I cried out as his hand slapped against my ass cheek.

If it wasn't for the loud music blasting out through the speakers in the cells, we would be drawing some attention here. With every thrust, I fell further into a frenzy guided by lust.

"One of you fuckers, get over here."

I called out breathlessly, and the smaller of the two came over. I pushed Ash away for a moment as I went down onto all fours, beckoning him to get on his knees behind me. Ash complied, slapping my ass again as I unzipped the man in front of me. He was much smaller than Ash, probably below average, but I didn't care right now. I wanted cock inside me, so much so that I impatiently told Ash to get on his back as I climbed on top of him. I called the third guy over, hoping that he was bigger than the guy I had in my mouth. To my relief, he was, and I directed him behind me, and he didn't need to be told what to do as he painfully slid inside my ass using his spit as lube.

Completely airtight, with all three holes in use, Ash started to remind me who was in control of this situation. With one of his musclemen's cock in my mouth, I felt his hands tighten around my neck and I soon felt light-headed from the lack of oxygen, and alarmingly, all I cared about was catering to the three cocks in my holes. When he released his grip, I took a deep breath as he slapped my face. Pain rippled through my cheek, but instead of feeling shocked, the pain just added to the pleasure I felt.

The man in my mouth came first. Despite his pathetic-sized cock, he shot a rather big load down my throat, and I ensured I guzzled it all down. There was no way I was going back on my shift with cum drying on my face and in my hair. As he returned to the door, I focused more on Ash underneath me, looking into his eyes as he choked me again, demonstrating his power and control over me. When I opened my mouth to breathe, he spat in it. I should have felt humiliated and outraged by the degrading act, but instead, I just opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out for more.

As my oxygen ran low once again with Ash's hands around my neck, I felt the cock of the guy in my ass quiver as he released his load inside me. Satisfied, he knew his place and he returned to sit by the door with his buddy, leaving me all to Ash.

I leaned backwards, pushing myself down deeper on Ash's cock as I rode him vigorously. All that pressure that had been building inside me, erupted all at once in a crescendo that left me holding my breath. Pleasure surged through me, leaving me temporarily paralysed. My pussy clamped down on his cock, tensing up as stars filled my vision. Every nerve ending on my body was alive, and the pleasure was almost overwhelming. As I started to come down, I felt Ash explode inside me, shot after shot of his warm cum filled me.

I rolled off of Ash and laid on the floor to catch my breath. Ash and his musclemen laughed at my expense, calling me a 'top slut'. I ignored them, feeling blissful until I saw that Ash was still hard. The craving wasn't over yet and I crawled over to where he sat, taking his cock in my mouth. It wasn't enough, and I soon found myself sitting on his lap with his cock inside me once again. The camera phone was back out as I bounced on his cock once again, trying not to bare my teeth as he slapped my face and pulled my hair. The pressure returned almost immediately, building up so rapidly that the orgasm hit me by surprise, incapacitating me as I leaned against Ash.

It had all happened so quickly that Ash hadn't cum again, and I couldn't leave him unsatisfied like that. I got back down onto my knees in front of him and took his cock in my mouth, bobbing my head deeper and quicker as it made me gag. I looked up in time to see Ash close his eyes in ecstasy as I felt him shoot another load in my mouth.

"Good little slut."

Ash held my hair and slapped me as he spit on my face and wiped it in. Again, I opened my mouth, welcoming him to spit to which he instantly complied. He then gripped a fistful of my hair and pulled it hard as he used it to wipe his cock dry.

"Time to get dressed, slut. Supervisor be doing his rounds when the music goes off."

Ash's words made me crash down to reality. Shit, I was at work and cum was leaking out of every orifice. I hastily got dressed and checked outside the cell before I paced my way back to the locker rooms under the dim lights. In the locker rooms, I stripped off and had a quick shower, hoping that I had enough time to dry off before the supervisor did his rounds. However, I felt freshly washed hair was easier to explain than sticky cum drying all over my body. My ass cheeks and breasts were red from where Ash had slapped them, and in the harsh lights in the locker room, I could see red marks around my neck where he choked me.

Thankfully, the supervisor took another hour to arrive, and when he did, the cells were peaceful and quiet as I did the rounds with him. He looked bored as he followed me around, and then when he was satisfied all was good, he left abruptly.

Keith joined me after he left and said he'd take over down here if I wanted to grab a bite to eat, I sat down with Anna in her office, eating a pizza that we ordered. After thinking thoroughly for a while, I realised that this was going too far, and the best thing to do would be to report Ash and the contraband in his room.

"Anna, I think I need to make a report of illegal activity in this prison."

"Oh yeah, what have you found?"

I told Anna of the drugs, the alcohol, and everything else I had seen. It was my intention to put it in a report and submit it to the higher-ups so the place could be thoroughly investigated.

"Oh, if you've found illegal activity, that's the best thing to do. Although, before you make your report, I think you need to take a look at this video."