Lydia hesitates for a moment before stepping forward, eyes darting nervously between you and the other prisoners. She climbs onto the robot's chair, her movements jerky and awkward as she positions herself over it. Her hands clutch at the metal surface, digging into the scratched paint as she tries to steady herself.

Her breasts sway gently above the robot's waiting mouth, her face flushed with embarrassment and fear. She glances back at you, uncertainty etched into her features. "

"A... blowjob?" she stammers, eyes widening in surprise. Her cheeks flush even deeper as understanding dawns on her face. With a shaky breath, she lowers her head and engulfs your cock with her mouth, her tongue darting out to taste you.

Her lips slide up and down your length expertly, her small hands gripping the base of your shaft for leverage.

As the day comes to an end, Melina watches you with suspicion as you lead Tiffany, Kate, and Lydia back to your room for the night. She clenches her fists at her sides, feeling a mixture of jealousy and anger rising within her chest. But for now, she keeps quiet, biding her time until an opportunity presents itself for her to regain control over the situation.

The 3 women follow you into your room, each taking a spot on one of the two beds.

Melina's eyes narrow slightly as she glares at Kate, who looks away, her face still flushed. "I'll take my usual precautions," she says curtly, lying down with her back to the wall as far from Kate as possible. Lydia settles in beside her, her eyes fixed on Tiffany, who gives her a gentle smile before closing them. The tension in the air is palpable as all four of you settle in for what promises to be an uneasy night. >>

"Understood," Melina growls between gritted teeth, her body betraying her anger as she begins to rock her hips to meet each of your thrusts. Her moans are loud and unladylike, her breath hitching as she realizes just how good this was making her feel.

As you continue to pound into her, she starts to match your pace, grinding against you with all the passion she can muster. Her nails dig into the brick wall behind her, leaving small marks as she desperately holds on for dear life.

"Fuck! Oh god, yes!" Melina cries out, her eyes rolling back in her head as waves of ecstasy crash over her body. Her pussy clamps down tight around your throbbing shaft, milking you for all you've got as she reaches her peak. She bucks wildly beneath you, her entire being consumed by the intensity of her orgasm.

When it finally subsides, she collapses back against the cold concrete floor, chest heaving with exertion.

The naked prisoners stand before you, their bodies on display as you announce your intention to make them cum. Tiffany shudders with anticipation while Abby's eyes narrow in suspicion. Melina snorts derisively, unimpressed by the apparent threat or promise. Lydia whimpers softly, her nervousness giving way to an almost desperate desire for release. Kate smirks slightly, amused by your power play but also calculating how best to exploit this situation for her own gain.

Tiffany obediently begins to touch herself, quickly becoming lost in pleasure as she moans softly. Abby hesitates for a moment before reluctantly following suit, her hands moving awkwardly over her own body as she tries not to enjoy the sensation too much. Melina crosses her arms over her chest, sneering at Tiffany and whispering obscenities under her breath while refusing to touch herself.

Melina looks up at you, her eyes filling with tears. "I- I'll try," she whispers. "I promise." She sniffles and wipes her nose on the back of her hand before looking down at her feet.

You pat her shoulder reassuringly. "That's all anyone can ask for," you say softly. "Now, why don't you go find Lydia? I'm sure she could use a friend right now."

Trembling slightly, Melina takes your hand and allows you to lead her out of the room. "Thank you," she whispers as you guide her through the prison. "For believing in me."

As they disappear around a corner, you turn back to face the room. The tension has eased somewhat, but there's still so much more that needs to be done. You sigh heavily and sit down at your desk, steeling yourself for whatever challenges lie ahead.

"But..." Tiffany starts to protest, taking a step forward. One of the guards roughly shoves her back into line, growling in warning. Kate glares at him but doesn't dare defy his order as they are all herded back towards their cells like sheep. As the door to the cell block slides shut behind them, leaving Melina and you alone with each other, Tiffany and Kate exchange worried glances through the bars of their cell.

Melina looks up at you, her expression a mix of defiance and vulnerability. "Y-yes," she whispers, her voice trembling slightly. "I'll be good." Tears well up in her eyes as she bows her head, accepting her fate.