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Sabina shrugged. “COs took it in the middle of the night. Waking me up.” She blinked. “Wait. Why are you back? I thought you went to lockup?”
No. I went to get face-fucked.
She’d managed to get what she wanted—his dick in her mouth. And she couldn’t believe her eyes. There was thick dick . . . and then there was humongous. And Sergeant Struthers had a severely thick dick. It was, it was . . . God—she couldn’t even describe what it was.
No, no. She knew what it was. It was a damn jawbreaker! And she’d thought for sure tackling that thing was going to fracture her jaw, and knock all of her teeth loose.
She decided her cellmate didn’t need to know all that. Liking Sabina didn’t mean she trusted her. But Sergeant Struthers and that undercover lesbian bitch Clemmons had escorted her out of her cell in the middle of the night in handcuffs. But before she could be brought down to solitary, the sergeant and Clemmons dragged her to a classroom out of view from any cameras.
She felt her body shiver at the memory.
He’d been rough and dirty and vulgar.
And she’d become shamefully wet . . . so, so wet . . . at the filthy names he’d called her. Slut. Bitch. Cum-sucking whore. Prison trash.
And the list of degrading names went on.
“So you like taunting motherfuckers, huh, you slutty bitch? Trying to get a motherfucker all hemmed up ‘n’ shit. Isn’t that right?”
“No. That’s not what I do,” she’d said quickly. “I . . . would never do something like that.”
“You’se a lying-ass bitch, you know that, right? You light-skinned, pretty bitches aren’t nothing but a bunch of sleazy-ass, stuck-up whores; undercover sluts. Didn’t you say you wanted some hard dick? You fucking troll.”
Troll?
She’d fought the urge to laugh. Surely he couldn’t have been referring to her as such. She bit her tongue, and then her bottom lip.
“No. I mean, yes. But I didn’t mean I wanted it from you.”
“Shut your fuckin’ cum-hole. Your horny-ass want dick wherever you can get it, by whoever’s willing to give it to you. Flaunting your pussy ‘n’ ass and them pretty-ass titties all up in motherfuckers’ faces. I know what the fuck your scheming-ass is doing. Trick-ass slut.”
She feigned insult. “All I want to do is, do my time.” She’d blinked her eyes and, then came, another tear. Then another. Growing up being the youngest and the only girl, she’d learned very early on how to manipulate her father and brothers with tears. And she’d perfected the art of crying with the right amount of facial distress and lip quivering so that it bordered on sexy. “Please. Don’t send me to lockup. I hated it there.”
He’d glowered at her. “Bitch, your whore-ass loved it down there. Playing in your stank-ass pussy every motherfucking day, like you were some fucking porn-star. Nasty bitch.”
Waves of heat had crept up her neck, and she’d felt her pussy tingle.
“I didn’t mean any harm,” she’d said softly, her voice near a whisper. “I swear I didn’t.” She forced herself to think about all of her fabulously expensive designer heels she’d left behind and wouldn’t be able to wear for a long time, and began to sob. “Please,” she begged. “Sometimes things blurt out of my mouth, before I have a chance to think.”
His dick pulsed at the sight of her wet, tear-streaked face. Some men hated tears. But tears turned him on. It meant fear. It meant control. It meant pain. It meant these bitches knew who had the power to shut their motherfucking worlds down. And here he had thought this bitch was strong-willed and confident. Shit. She was just as weak and pathetic as the rest of them.
“Then maybe that big-ass mouth of yours needs to be stuffed to teach you when to keep it the fuck shut.” He ran his large hand over his crotch. His dick—the Beast, as he called it—was slowly awakening.
She’d stared back at him, unblinking, fresh tears streaking her face.
He looked over toward the window, where Officer Clemmons stood on the other side, looking in.
“I’ll tell you what,” he’d said, kneading his cock over the fabric of his pants. “I won’t write you a charge, or send your ass to lockup, but suck this dick, or I’m going to have my counterpart, Clemmons—you do know who she is, right?” Heaven nodded. “Good. So you either suck this dick, or I’m going to have”—he nodded his head over in her direction—“her come in here and fuck you with her baton until you pass out, and then I’m going to haul your ass off to lockup.”
Hands cuffed behind her back, she’d slowly eased down to her knees, then replied, “I’m all yours . . .”
“So how’d you manage to escape solitary?” Sabina asked curiously. She suspected Heaven had gotten off because she’d sucked his dick, but she didn’t want to assume anything. Still, this was prison. Anything was possible.
Heaven blinked and refocused and saw that Sabina was staring at her.
“What?”
Sabina removed her other earbud and tilted her head. “I asked you how you managed to get out of going to the hole?”
