Page 14 of Prison Snatch


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What’s In It For Me . . . ?

“Lewis?” the CO called out as he peered inside her cell through the tiny, rectangular window, tapping on the thick glass with his Folgers key. He couldn’t completely see her from where she was in her cell, but he knew she was there.

The CO was glad she hadn’t been injured too badly after that bloody brawl she’d had over on 4 East. A few lumps on the back of the head and multiple bruises across her back had been all she’d encountered. After two days of being in the infirmary, she was released. Thank God.

He’d been happy to see her back in lockup. Back in the same cell she’d left only a week prior. Where she belonged. He’d missed seeing her sexy-ass prancing around in her cell nude, dick-teasing him, and anyone else who dared to look.

She was a dime-piece, a freaky one at that. And he wanted her to himself.

“Are you dressed?”

She opened her eyes.

Of course she was dressed.

Dressed in her beautiful skin. Her bare-nakedness. Baring her birthday suit for all to see as she had done during her last stay. She wasn’t ashamed of her body. In fact, she loved it. And why shouldn’t she? She’d worked hard to maintain it, after all.

“Open it,” she heard someone else say on the other side of the door. It was a woman’s voice.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to open the trap?”

“No. I said open the door.”

And then Heaven heard the key slide into the lock. The lock turned. The steel-plated door swung open. Then came two sets of feet—a man’s in shiny black boots, and a woman’s in gray designer pumps—entering her cell.

The woman’s heels clicked against the cemented floor as she stepped further into the cell. Very expensive pumps, she knew.

The CO stood behind the woman and slyly licked his lips as the woman blinked at the sight before them. There was inmate Lewis in a handstand up against the wall, her legs spread wide in a V. Her pussy exposed; her breasts, plump and perky.

The warden cleared her throat. “Miss Lewis, I’m Warden Kate. I don’t believe we’ve had the pleasure of being formally introduced.”

“And?” she said nastily.

“I’d like to speak with you for a moment, if that is all right with you?”

Heaven’s eyes rolled upward, taking in the upside-down view of the warden and CO. She wondered if she worn panties underneath that fancy skirt she had on.

She grunted. “Mmph. Where were you when I needed you a week ago?”

Warden Kate crossed her arms over her blouse. “Well, I don’t know. Perhaps I was in a meeting. But I’m here now. So can we talk?”

Right leg came from off the wall, then she extended it forward.

Mygod, she’s limber, the warden thought as she watched in amazement, as the inmate’s pussy seemed to open up like a budding flower. Sweet, pretty petals in full bloom.

“Well, Warden Kate—or whatever the hell your name is. You’re a fistfight too late. Thanks to that CO bitch, I had to take matters into my own hands.”

“Yes. About that,” the warden replied, stepping further into the cell. “I’d like to talk more in depth about the incidents that led up to Three East turning into a scene for the next Hunger Games.”

“There’s nothing to talk about. I asked to be moved. That CO bitch told me—and I quote—‘get the fuck away from my desk’ and I asked to speak to someone above her pay grade. And, then the bitch tried to shine on me.”

“You’re speaking of Officer O’Neal?”

“Yeah, that bitch! I came at her like a woman, and instead of that jagged-tooth bitch doing her damn job, she tried to be messy. That ho should have gotten more than a chair to her face. I hope the shit broke her nose.”

The warden decided to let her vent.

“I’m done talking. Tell that GED-having bitch I said, next time an inmate comes to her with a problem to handle her business like a professional. If she doesn’t like her job, then she shouldn’t be here. That lazy bitch probably makes close to six-figures to sit on her ass and push buttons. The least she could do is, do her damn job with a smile.”

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