Valeria was taking twice as long with the strip-search as was listed. But it was necessary. After all it wasn't every day that two bodacious prisoners like this entered the CAGE. She wasn't sure when they'd be released, and wasn't sure when they'd be back - so she was going to take her sweet time and enjoy every moment of the process.
Stripping them naked, thoroughly searching and probing them and ensuring no cavity was filled... before ensuring that the two women were absolutely filled, packed, gagged, and more.
Nice, juicy ballgags would make both prisoners drool, and leave them each as grunting, gagged little messes. Toys and latex and more, yes. This was perfect for a pair of prisoners... even if they disagreed.
Zoe Starfield knew that this was a mix-up! At least, she hoped it was. She, as a bounty hunter, was used to unsavory types and corrupt judges. This was all normal for her... although she didn't always get treated like this. She wondered how exactly it had led to this....
She remembered capturing the Supreme Directrix and bringing her in. Not everyone would be willing to even pay for a bounty on a dangerous and high-value target like a dictator. Zoe had her strapped in tight to her ship's cargo hold, blindfolded, ears plugged, and kept distracted by some buzzing during the trip.
When she finally arrived at Valeria's Vault, she expected a hero's welcome. Instead, she was treated with the same level of indignity as the prisoners. Nobody came out to meet her, and they expected her to just take the money and leave.
"I came here with... THE Directrix," Zoe said, tapping the cheek of a muzzled and sacked Phantom. "She wasn't easy to find. I had to wait until she was out on a pleasure cruise on her assault ship and then take her while she was enjoying some private time. This took quite a lot of planning! I think at the very least, the Warden should come out to meet me! Unless she thinks someone ELSE might be willing to pay better."
The guards eventually relented, and met her halfway. Zoe was asked to come into the prison - where she could meet Valeria personally, while the staff handled payment. The guards, not particularly enchanted with their own treatment, politely changed the paperwork to indicate that not one prisoner was being processed - but two.
"All right," Zoe said when she finally came face-to-face with the Warden. "I've brought my prisoner. I thought maybe we could talks funds and contracts. You see," she said, groping Phantom's squirming form, "I had some thoughts on benefits. Like, maybe my ship could use some upgrades..."
Valeria took one glance at the paperwork before snapping her fingers and ordering both women to be stripped down - and then prepared for inspection.
It was brutally intimate. Valeria had the most fun of all enjoying and inspecting Zoe's ass. She took her rear in big, thick handfuls, grabbing and squeezing her rear end with all the subtlety of a baker and all the strength of a nutcracker. The circular motion she kept groping her in was driving Zoe wild with humiliation. And that was before the spankings began.
"Prisoner Z-151-A, stand still and prepare for a photo."
Zoe drooled and grunted through her ballgag. The image snapped her face at the exact moment that Valeria brought hand FIRMLY on Zoe's ass. The stimulation, the tingling seemed to course through her entire body. Beginning deep between her legs, her womanhood felt the zapping sensation of pleasure and pressure before her cheeks did. It made her twitch and quiver, electrical pulses firing across her spine until her brain finally let out a big, deep groan... and only then , when her womb was stirring, her toes twitching, and her body huffing did she realize the joyous and stinging pain in her rear.
"Mmngngghh..." Zoe drooled.
"No good. We'll have to take another photo."
"GMGGGGHG!!"
The Directrix wasn't much better off. In fact, knowing that she was very sturdy (and a repeat offender), Valeria lavished even more words on her.
"You're going to really enjoy it this time," Valeria said as she gently fingered the captive. Phantom twitched, her lips quivering as a lubricated toy went deep inside her. Touching her cavity and teasing and stretching slightly... and followed by a matching flared intruder, it was enough to even make the Directrix hump and groan and grind.
"I've made some additions to ensure that you won't be bored at all during your stay. Not the least of which," said Valeria as she looked at the two prisoners, "Is your cellmate!"
The Warden finished them off with the addition of some stunningly tight, fashionable straitjackets... and only then did she goose them with one final, graceful grope and the promise of more, very soon!