Kathryn had turned on the TV to a prison show, SuperMaxx, she knew it was fairly popular but she'd never watched it. It all just looked like macho prison fights. So she'd gone to change the channel, when she accidentally hit the button...
... streaming into a dingy hallway, in an orange jumpsuit, with her hands in cuffs. She knew she had the remote in her pocket, she could feel it, but Kathryn was handcuffed. Two guards were leading her down the hallway, where a warden unlocked a door. "Welcome to SuperMaxx, Inmate 58008." Oh my god... was she in that prison drama? Oh god, she had to find a way to use the remote to get out.
The guards led her past rows of cells, intimidating looking man crowing and jeering after her. Oh my god, this was an all-men's prison, she was gonna... Kathryn was pulled to a stop at a cell as they unlocked it. It had two two-bed bunks in it, and little else beyond a toilet. Three bunks were already full as they shoved her in and locked the door.
Kathryn's cell mates turned to leer at her. She had her hands free, she could get the remote when she wasn't being stared at... "Hey, gurl," the lead one, an enormously fat black man said, his bulk straining the weight of her bunk as he sat next to her. "I'm betting you know how this introduction's going to go?"
The remote ended up bundled in Kathryn's jumpsuit under her bed as she got intimately acquainted with her new cellmates. Tyrone, the one who'd approached her, was doing twelve years for murder and had a ten inch black cock that he used to violate her ass and mouth, in that order. Joining them was the muscular young black 19 year old, doing five years for possession. Jamal's eleven incher left Kathryn stretched so wide she'd never be able to enjoy sex with a white man again. Except for exceptional rare white men like Old Man Red, the seventy year old lifer who also shared their cell. His bony torso banged against Kathryn's ass repeatedly that night, they'd all enjoyed dumping loads in her pussy but he seemed to make a mission of it, her cunt overflowing with his spooge.
Finally, spent, the three men went to sleep, leaving a naked and crying Kathryn to fumble for the remote, pressing buttons, until a little bit of red text came up on the display. What was this? Could Kathryn get out of the TV?