Scotlands Alcatraz

Chapter 11. Release

"I should grab a pillow each from the boy's dorm," Jan advised Deb and Quack when they met on the way to breakfast next morning.

"I'll get them," volunteered Quack. This surprised both Jan and Denny but they said nothing.

Over breakfast eight of the class discussed the Debra and Quack box room project. "Why don't we all go down there and help?" suggested Jan. "It could be a laugh. You can tear yourself away from that computer of yours of a few hours can't you Den?"

"Well, I really ought to…"

"Yes, he can," Jan cut in and the others laughed at the twins. It was as if they were an old married couple.

"I don't know if they will let you." Debra looked doubtful. "I think they wanted us to punish us for not getting along."

"All this bonding crap," Quack added. "Sorta like you but with our hands tied."

"Which hands are they cuffing today?" Jan asked.

"We're going to ask Chris to do the same ones last night because our other wrists are still sore from the metal cuffs."

"So you are going to be boss lady," remarked Jan when she noted Debra's right hand was free. "So if we come to you and you sorta employ us but still remain in charge they might go for it. We'd all be bonding."

"It's filthy in there and we have to work naked except for trainers, to keep our dresses clean. You'd need to do the same." Quack thought that might put them off.

"That shouldn't be a problem except having all us girls naked will get Chris horny. This place is almost like a nudist camp anyway." Jan and Denny got up, "I'll organise the others. You two go and get started and then we'll just turn up and you can tell us what you want done."

"You're not just going to come and laugh at us are you Jan?" Debra sounded doubtful.

"No Deb. Definitely not. Denny and I have been through it too. Been there, done that, got the Tee shirt as they say. See you later and remember you are boss lady," Jan replied seriously.

Sleepily Ros picked up the phone. "Derek here. Ros, can you go to the storeroom we set Donald and Debra to clean? Chris has just informed me your whole class is there and helping them. I've looked on the monitors and they're all naked and a lot of activity clearing boxes and rubbish. It's not how I intended it but if they're working together and the two D's are not just being idle, maybe we can allow it. Use your own judgement."

Ros put the phone down and turned on the monitor and while she pressed the remote to find the right channel for that room she pondered what was happening and why Derek had sent her instead of going himself. "He probably doesn't want to be the spoilsport who stops their fun. Damn the man, the one morning I get to lie in, I have to go and sort my kids out. Damn the young buggers." Donning her housecoat on top of her pyjamas grumpily she walked along the corridors to the room.

"Morning Miss," Taffy greeted her cheerily, "You come to help too? You have to go and see the boss lady if you want a job." Taffy pointed to Debra. For the moment Ros ignored the boy but watched the scene for a few minutes. It all seemed chaotic. Naked bodies moving in all directions but soon she could see that work was being done albeit it not too efficiently. The room was now half-empty and on a trolley by the door was a pile of flattened boxes.

She turned Chris. "Are you happy with this? Did you organise it?"

"No Miss. Jan brought the whole class here just as I got the pair started. Derek must have been in the shower because I couldn't contact him at first and when I did get through they all seemed to be working fine. So, yes, I am happy enough with what's going on and you don't often seem them enjoying work this much."

"Come and join us Miss," Taffy repeated his request but you'll need to get your things off first otherwise they'll get covered with shit."

"I think you meant to say 'dirty' didn't you Taffy?" She could see from the black smudges on his body how dirty the work was.

"Aw Miss, it's not a school day."

Deb looked up in surprise as Taffy brought a naked Ros to her. "Miss wants a job, boss. Can you find her something to do? She's got her work gear on," he said.

"You really want to help Miss?"

"Well I would rather have been in bed but since you lot have made me get up, I might as well do something useful."

"And by the looks of things, Chris would have rather been in bed with you Miss," Taffy chipped in noting the bulge in the guard's trousers.

"That's true too," laughed Chris, "But I'm having to work too. Got to keep an eye on you."

"And on Miss too," Taffy quipped.

Throughout the morning the class worked mingling fun with business. Giggling, laughing boys and girls feeling each other when the opportunity arose and crying in mock reproof when a hand managed to hold a nipple or the end of a cock. By lunchtime the place was completely clear. "I think we can pack up and shower now," Ros remarked.

"You can't go until boss lady says so, Miss." Taffy was again by her side and paraphrasing her own words. He'd been there for almost the whole morning. "He definitely fancies me," Ros said to herself. "He keeps getting a horn on but so does Chris although his isn't as obvious." Out loud she said, "Miss Debra, may we pack up and shower now please?"

They all went to the gym showers. "You need one too Chris. The dust we made had got to you too. Get your gear off too and join us," adding a whisper only he could hear, "And I want to see what makes that impressive bump in your pants."

"I'm off duty after lunch, I could let you have a closer look then."

"Miss?" Quack spoke. "Would you ask the headmaster if we could have the afternoon off Miss. The room's clear and we don't know what else to do and the work has made our arses sore."

"I'll ask Quack, but no guarantees."

"And Miss can you ask if we can be with the others instead of being shut away."

"Was it a case of if you can't beat them, join them, Ros?" Derek asked

"More or less but it was quite fun too. All those bare bodies rubbing against each other and trying to work and play a bit too. They did very well and got on together. Deb surprised me in the way she handled it. I know Jan was the power behind it all but Deb took her part and did what she could. I was also surprised by the way her and Quack moved together with their hands clasped. They even washed each other in the shower."

"And they screwed last night. Quite gently according to control. No cries of rape either. Yes, let them have a free afternoon. They'll have to be cuffed and in the cell tonight though. Ros? Would it be an educational idea to let your group decided how we set the room up as a games room?"

"I think I will just have to get my own back on you for teasing me and that young Taffy this morning, Miss Parsons," Chris chuckled, "I know you've had these on before." Chris held up the wrist cuffs used to bind the two D's. "Maybe my hand will be a little harder than Sarah's." Ros was lying on her own bed hoping Chris would fuck her long and hard. She hadn't expected Chris would wish to spank her first but maybe that wouldn't be so bad.

"Sarah's hand is quite hard enough for me, thank you very much and her after care is extremely good." Ros acquiesced when Chris placed the cuffs on her wrists but didn't lock them.

"You were a very naughty girl this morning," Chris went on, "You quite shamelessly showed your body to all those impressionable children, you swung your tits in their faces and flaunted your cunt. Was it the girls or the boys you were trying to entice?"

Getting into the mood of the game, Ros replied, "Both Sir. Sorry Sir."

"Well the next time you show your botty to everyone it will be a deeper shade of red." Chris sat on the bed and pulled Ros across his lap. She felt his hard prick against her belly button.

"I'm sorry Sir. Don't hit me too hard Sir. I won't do it again Sir." Ros falsely pleaded. She guessed he could see her cunt was dripping. The first blow landed on her right cheek and caused her to give a little cry. His hand was certainly harder than Sarah's. She tried to relax ready for the next one. Twenty strokes later, Ros was fighting to hold back her tears and Chris could see she'd had enough. It wasn't supposed to be punishment, only erotic foreplay. The final blow landed so gently she hardly felt it and then his hands rubbed both tender bum cheeks before making their way between her thighs. "Fuck me now Chris please," Ros whimpered. Chris was ready too and speedily turned over and thrust inside but after only a few strokes he came. Watching the kids in the morning and the giving the recent spanking had aroused him far too much.

"Don't worry Ros. It will soon get hard again and then I can pleasure you fully. It will harden quicker if you suck it." Under Ros' ministrations, the semi-hard prick soon became fully engorged and found its place within her. Chris now used his hands to knead her tits until the nipples stood out hard and proud. His mouth seized them while his cock plunged into her with long, hard, methodical strokes.

"Oh my God, Chris. Do it like that! Fuck me hard. Oh, I'm coming. I'm coming." The climax was soon over but Chris continued thrusting until after Ros yelled at the third orgasm, he came for a second time.

"Knock, knock" Taffy entered without being invited. "Sorry Miss, I thought you'd be alone."

Ros pulled the sheet up to cover her and Chris although she didn't really know why. "What did you want Taffy?"

"I thought if you was alone Miss we could…"

"Shelly turned you out then?"

"Sort of Miss. She's on her period and is a bit grumpy."

"Well if you don't mind seconds, or rather thirds, get that dress off and join us. Chris won't mind and it might arouse him again. Even with her previous climaxes, Ros still felt horny and told herself that perhaps she had overly teased the boy earlier.

Sex was on the menu in the boy's dorm too. Maureen was coupling with Brian but Sally and Kathy had swapped their usual partners. Shelly sat alone on Taffy's bed nursing stomach cramps. She blamed lifting boxes. Hearing and seeing all the sex going on around them aroused Deb and Quack. "Do you want to?" she asked.

"Yes," Quack whispered back, "But won't it hurt your arse?"

Deb thought for a moment, "If I lie with my bum over the end of the bed, you can do it standing up. I'll put my feet on your shoulders like I've seen in some pictures. Should be okay as long as you don't push in too hard." The others stopped and watched. It was the first time any of them had seen Debra being screwed.

Jan and Denny sat in the sunshine and cuddled under the shelter of the rocks. Nowadays they were often allowed up top on their own provided they kept where the cameras could see them. From their vantage point they had a good view of the sea. Today it was reasonably smooth and the gannets were diving ceaselessly into a shoal of fish. "Sometimes I think this would be a nice place to come for a holiday," remarked Jan, "But not to be stuck here for an unknown length of time."

"You miss your folks don't you Jan?"

"Yeah, same as you. It's better now we can get letters but with our letters being censored, it is difficult to say what we want to say." Ros had the job of censoring each letter. They typed what they wanted on to a computer and then before it was printed, Ros went through it with them and deleted anything she felt infringed the guidelines she'd been given. They could write about their education, friends and general routine of the place but no mention must be made of the punishments or the sex they indulged in. Neither of their parents knew the twins were chained together and had been for several months. Denny knew he could bypass the system if he wanted but didn't want to get Ros in trouble if he was caught.

"There's a chopper coming Den. We don't usually get one on a Sunday." They watched as it came closer. "It's not the usual one. It's smaller." It landed on the helipad close to the underground facility entrance and from the flurry of excited activity, it quickly became obvious that the helicopter wasn't expected. Guards rushed up. A woman and a man alighted and held their identification out to them.

"Bloody hell! Not them!" Jan turned her attention back to Denny. It was unusual for him to swear.

"What's wrong Den?" His face had gone white.

"The MI5 bitch," he muttered. "We'll crouch down here for a bit until she's gone below. Perhaps I can avoid seeing her – unless she has come to see me," he added.

Derek arrived and was talking to the woman. "She is definitely the one in charge," Jan commented, "Even Derek seems to defer to her." As they watched, boxes were unloaded from the chopper and taken below. Derek talked into his radio. "I wonder what he's saying?" Denny didn't answer. Jan felt him start to shake and cuddled him close.

A guard came towards them. It was George. "Come on you two, the head and that bossy bitch that's just come in wants you. We thought you were all in the boy's dorm and had to radio to control. I don't know who they are but they seem important."

"I know. The woman is Jennifer Friseman, she's head of Internet spying and he is Harry Severale the chief technician. I know only too well who they are," Denny muttered.

"Cut her free," Jennifer snapped as soon as they were in Derek's office.

"NO!" both Jan and Denny added.

"Dennis," the woman's voice softened a little, " I know the story. I know who she is. I know why she's here. What I need to talk to you about is not for her ears. I am able to free you and offer you a position in my department Dennis but you can keep her as a mistress while you are here." Denny did not have much control of his body at that time but his mind was clear and sharp. If they wanted him to work for them so badly that they'd come all this way, they would either negotiate or force him. Force wouldn't really be an option he reasoned. Even if they took her away from him they couldn't make him do their work at least not in the way they would wish.

"If you wish to employ me, then you have to employ my assistant too." Denny voice was firm but his body showed all the familiar signs of fear Jan and Derek had seen months before. Derek knew better than Jennifer did just how stubborn the boy would be. Jennifer refused to consider it and started to argue and coerce Denny. He refused and Jennifer began to lose some of her coolness.

"Haven't you got anyone to cut that chain yet Derek? She barked. Derek phoned the caretaker. "We can do this the easy way or the hard way Dennis," she went on.

At that moment Ros burst through the door. "What's going on?" she demanded, "What have the twins done now? Who are these people?"

"Ah Miss Parsons the teacher who likes to have sex with her pupils," Jennifer sneered, I'm Jennifer Friseman, head of Communications Surveillance at MI5 and this is my chief technician Harry Severale. I was just trying to woo your star pupil into working for us." She smiled in a condescending way.

Ros looked at Denny and immediately saw the signs. "Take him to the loo Jan and hurry." Turning to Jennifer she railed, "So you know everything about us, about me, and no doubt Derek and the twins. You may know the facts but you don't know sod all about their personalities. You perhaps have a little idea how stubborn Denny can be when he is threatened and you were threatening him. Make no mistake about that. I don't know what you said but when he shakes like that he has been threatened with something he fears greatly."

"She was wanting to separate them Ros." Derek informed her.

Fuming Ros carried on with her verbal attack, "You were as good as holding a gun to his head to make him give up the one thing that matters in his life. Derek's thrashed him until he almost died and he didn't give in. Don't be fooled by that look of fear on his face and the way that his body cringes. He can't control that but he can and does control his mind. I have no doubt it was clear and sharp and analysing your words while he nearly pissed himself. Jan and he are like Siamese twins. Separate him from her and he will surely die. They have been tied together ever since they came and one has protected the other through thick and thin ever since. They've had numerous opportunities to be separated and always they have begged for us not to do it. If you part them, Jan might get back to a normal life again eventually, Denny will pine and pine and slowly die. He will be of no use to you at all. By all means cut the chain but don't separate them. They need each other in a way the rest of us cannot understand. It's something to do with his being a mind genius in a frail body. You saw how Jan just picked him up and took him to the toilet. She's a mother to him as well as a wife and mistress. Separate them and you murder at least one of them. Fate, chance or whatever it was that brought them together, has more than a little to answer for but it won't be chance that causes his death if they are separated from each other. It will be you. If you've got the least bit of humanity in you, don't for goodness sake even think about parting them." Ros glared at the woman sitting uncomfortably across from her.

For a little while there was silence until Derek spoke. "I can confirm everything Roz has said. I have no idea why they have bonded in this way. That was never really my intention. It started more as a punishment. Now he helps her and others with schoolwork and she looks after him in a more physical way. I agree, they should not be separated and will do all I can to oppose it. More than that, I think almost the whole of the staff here will fight you on this. The twins are known and well liked by everyone."

Jan knocked and entered the office, her arms protectively around Denny. "Miss Friseman," Denny started, "I have decided not to accept your job and to remain here as a prisoner until my release. I am sorry if you came all this way for nothing."

All eyes turned to Jennifer who was looking angry at being thwarted but for almost the first time Harry Severale spoke. "Jennifer, I think we ought to consider a Plan B."

Jennifer tried to recover her composure and asked, "Is there a room we can use?"

Half an hour later, Ros, Derek and then also Pauline were called in. It took another hour before Ros went to find the twins. As she expected they were curled tightly against each other on their bed. "We just want to stay as we are Miss," stated Jan.

"That woman is a real bitch Miss," Denny went on, "I was grilled by her for hours before they sent me here. I only did it for a lark Miss and to show up weaknesses in the much vaunted security system."

"We think we have worked out something that might suit both of you. Derek, Pauline and me are all on your side and the bloke with her seems to be that way too so that bitch is having a rethink and will probably put forward the plan we came up with as her idea. Just come and hear it. It won't mean parting you."

"Dennis Chamberman, we have discussed and amended our job offer to you. I don't intend to go through the work we expect you to do in front of these people, suffice to say, it is to do with your speciality, computer hacking. An office will be provided for you here and you will no longer be considered a prisoner. You will be allowed to employ Jan as your assistant but you must as far as possible, keep the details of the work you do secret from her. Again she will no longer be considered a prisoner. During the mornings you may continue your Open University studies unless any work you are doing becomes top priority. Jan will continue her studies here too but as your assistant she will inevitably have access to papers not open to the general public. She will therefore have to sign and be bound by the Official Secrets Act. Okay so far?"

Denny nodded, he wanted to hear the full story before committing himself but Jan asked, "Why have we to stay out here? Why can't we work nearer our homes?"

"Good question. Partly it is because of its geographical placing. It's a fairly high piece of land surrounded by miles of flat sea so the signal strength is good especially as you will be using a satellite link. Secondly its isolation means less people have access to the site."

"Will we be allowed to visit our parents?"

Jennifer looked at Harry who nodded and said, "It will take a little while to install and set up all the equipment so if Ros can spare you for a couple of weeks, that should be no problem. Thereafter you would get statutory holidays."

"Now we come to the question of the chain linking you together," Jennifer went on, "I believe it has become more symbolic than necessary." Denny raised his eyebrows. "There will be times in the future when you cannot been seen to be chained like slaves. That's how the press would see it at least. What we propose is that the collars are replaced by ones having a buckle that is padlocked in place. When necessary the locks can be undone and the collars removed. At other times you will be linked together as you are now if you so choose."

Denny asked a few technical questions but Jan was more down to earth. "Do we get our own bedroom like the staff? Will we get paid?"

*****

Martha, Denny's mother looked up in complete surprise when her son walked through the door holding hands with a girl. "Hi Mum, this is Jan."

"I guessed it might be Den. Hello Jan, Denny's letters talked a lot about you." Martha gave her a hug. "When did they let you out?"

Later lying in a double bed with a soft mattress and no chain for the first time in months, Denny happily inserted his cock into Jan and fucked hard. After seeing others and engaging in communal sex in the prison, he didn't worry that his parents could hear.

Jan nibbled his ear when they finished and murmured, "I hope my mother is as tolerant to what we do as yours Den. Just think, if we hadn't both been criminals we would never have met. And they say crime doesn't pay!"

Finis