TV NEWS BABE IN JAIL!

                              by 

                           Joe Doe

      DEDICATED TO ALL OF THE BEAUTIFUL CELEBRITY JOURNALISTS 
           WHO GO TO JAIL TO SCORE CHEAP RATINGS POINTS.


Debra Norton hadn't wanted the assignment, but it was sweeps month, 
and she knew that admitting herself into the prison work farm 
would lead to terrific ratings.  But she had no idea how terrific 
the ratings would actually be.

Her first surprise was her arrest.  Harvey, the sleazy producer 
who had taken over the show just a month before, insisted on using 
his own camera crew instead of Norton's usual team.  He said he 
wanted the segment to have a "fresh look." 

The police frisked her, cuffed her hands tightly behind her back, 
and fitted her into a snug belt attached to leg shackles.  Far from 
being sympathetic, her remote crew openly enjoyed the experience, 
and the two cameramen took obvious delight in catching the 
humiliating procedure from every angle.

When they got to the prison farm, the camera crew followed her 
into the "Reception Room," which was a large concrete cell, bare 
except for the security cameras mounted near the ceiling.

The overweight lesbian guard handed over a cardboard box with 
Debra's name and inmate number on the side.  "Okay, honey buns, 
strip down to your birthday suit!"

She looked at the two men with mobile cameras and then at the 
three fixed cameras in the ceiling.  They just couldn't ask her 
to strip down here.  They would be able to film it from every 
angle.

Sure enough, one cameraman was already repositioning himself 
behind the stunned newswoman to get a better view.

"My...birthday suit...you mean...NAKED?" Debra said, in shock.  
Pointing at her grinning camera crew she asked, "In front of 
THEM?"

"Butt naked!" the lesbian guard barked back, using her baton to 
lift Debra's chin.  "And hurry up, or I'll use this night stick 
to thump your dainty little skull!"

Debra didn't want to do this, but one look at the guard's cold 
eyes, and she knew that she didn't have any choice.  Sweeps month 
or not, she would have Harvey's job over this!

With tears in her eyes, she slowly stripped off her clothes.  
There was a light, festive atmosphere among the crew as Debra 
stripped for them.  One of them even hummed a little strip music, 
while the others made comments about her "tight little ass" and 
"perky little titties."  When she got down to her white silk bra 
and panties, stockings, and garter belt, the crew even asked her 
to turn around slowly so they could get a good shot of her in her 
wispy lingerie.  When she refused, the guard whacked her across 
the backside with her baton, and she quickly complied.

In a matter of minutes the proud celebrity was stripped of 
everything she had.  Her purse, ID, money, jewelry, and all her 
clothes were now in the cheap cardboard box, which the guard 
quickly taped shut.  As she stood there stark naked, hands on top 
of her head and legs spread, in front of the grinning men, one 
thing was clear.  Debra Norton, the well-educated celebrity news 
journalist, was gone.  She was now Inmate 8848-4848-A8, a naked 
and helpless little bimbo jailbird.

One cameraman lay on the floor so he could photograph directly up 
into her exposed pussy.  The other kept his camera tightly on her 
tear-streaked face, recording her reactions to her humiliating 
ordeal.

The fat lesbian guard was grinning and making a big show of 
snapping on a tight rubber glove.

"What are you doing?" Debra asked, nervously.

"Just relax, sweetie.  It's called a 'cavity search.'  I have to 
check out that tight little blonde honey pot of yours."

And check her out she did.  Debra was made to spread her legs even 
wider and bend at the waist until her palms were flat on the floor. 
It gave the camera on the floor a terrific view of Debra's exposed 
beaver and tight little brown anus.  The cavity search itself took 
a good ten minutes, with the guard joking that the cameraman sure 
got to see "a lot of pink" today.

When the search was over, Debra was ordered into the next room, 
where she took a nice, long, cold shower -- once again in full 
view of the cameras.  Prisoners usually weren't given that long 
to shower, but, then again, most prisoner showers weren't 
entertainment events.

The guard was extra thorough when she deloused the coughing and 
sputtering newswoman, but Debra was soon dressed in her short 
cutoff jeans and white t-shirt.  She was then shackled to a chain 
gang of other female inmates picking up garbage along the highway 
in the blistering sun.

Debra was soon soaked in sweat, and her nipples poked through the 
front of her shirt.  It was back-breaking work, and her crew 
enjoyed watching the stuck up little princess at first.  They 
teased her by handing out bottles of water to the other inmates.

But then, much to her surprise, the camera crew started to pack 
up to leave.  Debra asked why they were leaving.  After all, 
they were supposed to film her all day and then take her home.

"There's been a change of plans.  Harvey thought it would be more 
realistic if we left you alone in prison for two weeks, without 
any cameras.  That way, the guards and prisoners can treat you 
like just another prisoner, instead of some big celebrity.  The 
warden said that the big bull dykes you're bunking with are 
already bragging that you're going to be their bitch."

"TWO WEEKS!" Debra screamed.  "I won't last 2 minutes in this 
place!"

"Sure you can," the leering cameraman said.  "Once you learn to 
spread those long, tan legs of yours, you'll do just fine."

And spread them she did.  It wasn't entirely true that there were 
no cameras, of course.  Harvey had cameras carefully placed around 
the prison, and he was able to record Debra's first lesbian 
encounter that very night. 

At first, the encounters were non-consensual, but Debra eventually 
became adept at knowing whom to fuck at what price.  At first, she 
was reluctant to give blow jobs to the guards (particularly the 
black ones), but they soon had her swallowing every precious drop. 

She was supposed to be out in two weeks, but, when drugs were 
planted in her cell, she found herself with a real one year 
sentence.  When a group of the black guards forced her into 
having unprotected sex with them, denying her the condoms that 
they routinely gave the other inmates, no one was surprised when 
she got pregnant.  Debbie begged for the station to give her money 
for an abortion, but the rules were clear.  She delivered her 
black bastard shackled to her bed in the prison ward, on live TV.  
Fortunately, she was released a few days later, so she was able 
to take care of her beautiful black son and return to her job at 
the station.

Harvey was able to parlay Debbie's sexual escapades into a local 
Emmy and a fortune in advertising revenue.  The more graphic parts 
could be shown only with "blacked out" dots on TV, but Harvey soon 
turned the x-rated material into pay-per-view specials and several 
best-selling videos.

Though Debbie was glad to be out of stir, she did miss the endless 
sex.  So she was almost relieved when Harvey arranged her next 
undercover assignment at the African slave market....


THE END



Edited by C. Lakewood