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Heaven took a deep breath. “He’s hanging it over my head. A suspended sentence, he called it. Fifteen days.” She rolled her eyes. “The bastard, still wrote up some bogus charges, and that fat, stumpy bastard . . .”
“Who?”
“That ugly-ass hearing officer . . .”
“Oh, Officer Alvin.”
“Yeah, him—that Rasputia lookalike; fat-fuck. And the whole time his nasty-ass sat there leering at me. His dick was probably hard as a rock watching me.”
She’d had her disciplinary hearing first thing this morning, surprisingly. Disciplinary hearings usually only occurred on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Only to find her guilty of willfully disobeying a directive and soliciting a bribe to an officer, which were both Class C violations. And his lies resulted in a thirty-day loss of canteen privileges and thirty hours of extra duty.
She huffed. “What type of bullshit is that? The motherfucker took away my canteen privileges knowing goddamn well he’d robbed me of my shit. Everything!” She paced the cell. “I didn’t willfully disobey that motherfucker.” I sucked his dick willingly. “And I damn sure didn’t solicit him for shit. I asked if he wanted to see me make my ass clap. How the hell is that solicitation?”
Sabina shrugged. “Be lucky that’s all you got. It could have been worse.”
Heaven felt the back of her eyeballs burning. She closed her eyes and pinched the corners of her eyes with her thumb and pointer finger. It felt like her brain was about to explode. That bastard didn’t have to fuck with her canteen. But he had. And now she was on fire.
Sabina shook her head. “I warned you. But you didn’t wanna listen.”
Heaven stopped her pacing and shot her a nasty look.
“Anyway,” Sabina continued, dismissing her glare. “Struthers and Alvin are real tight. Whatever Struthers wants, he gets.”
Heaven started pacing again, her fists opening and closing. Her knees practically buckled when she looked over at the empty space where her television had once been. Two hundred and forty-two dollars down the goddamn drain!
Sabina stared at the rosy blotches on Heaven’s face and her swollen eyes, and asked, “Who Maced you?”
The muscles in her jaws tightened, and she almost winced in pain.
“That Clemmons bitch.”
Sabina gave her a sympathetic look. “She’s another one you’ll need to try and stay away from. When she has it in for someone, she’ll fuck with you every chance she gets. Until she breaks you.”
Heaven snorted, sla
mming a hand on her hip. “That ho can try to break me all she wants, but she’ll be the first to learn that I’m not easily broken. I might be new to prison, but I’m not new to bitches like her. You shit on me, you had best believe, I’ll shit on you three times harder.”
Sabina grimaced at the visual, but managed to give her a distasteful look mixed with humor. “Gee. Thanks. Just the image I need planted in my head; you squatting over Clemmons and shitting on her.” Sabina pursed her lips as she scrutinized Heaven. At least their disdain for the roguish CO was one in the same.
“So why’d she Mace you?”
TWENTY-SIX
Drop It Like It’s Hot . . .
Heaven huffed.
She’d been on her knees with her mouth stretched to capacity around Struthers’ dick. He’d started out slow and easy, thrusting leisurely into her mouth until her mouth dripped like a waterfall and her jaws loosened. He withdrew and then pushed in again . . . in, out . . . in, out . . . each time deepening his thrust as his fingers tangled into her hair and he palmed her head with his hands.
“Yeah, slutty bitch, take all this fat-ass dick.”
He’d pulled out, then began smacking her lips and face with his dick. The slaps fell heavy against her face, almost like a miniature billy club. He’d beaten her face and lips up with it, then demanded she opened her mouth—wide, and then slammed back in.
“You better not scrape my shit, either, or I’m going to take my radio and knock your front teeth out. Understand, bitch?”
It was hard to speak with her mouth crammed with cock, so she shook her head and grunted. She’d found herself almost choking on her spit as his dick brushed back and forth over her tongue, then hit the back of her throat, clogging her airway.
His dick had reminded her of a huge plug. Ass plug, throat plug, pussy plug . . . he’d plugged her mouth, tightening the grip on her head as his thrust became more aggressive, more urgent.
