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I could see the moonlight shining through holes n the outer prison wall as they dragged me back to my cell “watch her, she’ll try to escape” one of the guards said as he uncuffed me roughly, they threw me inside, and as predicted I launched at the bars, growling, but it was no use.. I sank to the floor, vision blurry, head pounding, hungry, bloody.. I passed out n the freezing floor, drifting in and out of consciousness, in and out of sleep… the passage of time meant nothing in here, but some time later, I woke up to the sound of footsteps, unfamiliar sounding footsteps, light, heeled.. I sat up, preparing myself for another fight, cracking my sore neck and rolling my crunchy shoulders. The footsteps got closer, my fists clenched, then… oh. Not what I was expecting, which I couldn’t say about anything in Stillwater… a tall woman stood in front of my cell, looking worried, she gasped when I looked up, and I smirked “Is there something on my face?” I teased, knowing how bad I must’ve looked “Y-you need help… a doctor..” she looked around, and I raised my scarred eyebrow. She had on an enforcer uniform, but I sensed she was new. I also saw the key to my cell hanging off her belt, and I began strategizing. She started talking to me, and I pretended to listen until she look the key off her belt and stuck it into my lock. My eyes widened. The second she opened the door, I bolted, pushing past her, thinking she’d be too stunned to react, I was wrong.. the enforcer grabbed my wrist, and I stumbled back “Hey!” I exclaimed, and she looked down at me with pleading eyes “Please.. its my first day.. ill be in so much trouble..” she begged, she was very pretty, lie, almost hot enough to stay. I scoffed “you think I’m going to waste the opportunity to escape just because you’ll get fired? You don’t even need this job I bet.” I yanked my arm from her grip, and was about to bolt when she stood I front of me. One booted foot between my legs, towering over me, backing me into the cell with her body “Get in, 516.” She said sternly, pushing e right in, and for some reason, I was helpless, like all the blood had drained from my fists, they hung limp at my sides as her breath tickled my face she was so close.. then, I realised something, and I smirked, almost laughed “What is so funny 516?” she narrowed her eyes. I stepped back from her and leaned on the wall, hands in y pockets “Well, looks like you’ve just locked us both in here.” I nodded at the cell door, which had closed behind us, and the cell key, which lay several yards away in the corridor from where she must’ve dropped it in our scuffle. Her lips formed a perfect “O”, and she started freaking out, rattling the doors “Help! Someone! Hello!”
I rolled my eyes and sat down “You’ve obviously read my file. Can you relax? I’m not gonna hit you.”
She turned around, looking angry “I need to get out of here or we’ll both be in so much trouble.”
I smirked “Well, no ones coming till first light so, id make yourself at home. Want a tea?”
She glared at me “This is serious.”
“Uh, maybe for you, ill just get beat up again, nothing new there.” I wiped my bloody nose, then winced, thinking maybe it was broken this time. The enforcer sighed and stood with her back against the bars, keeping an eye on me. She mustve realised there was no point in screaming all night and accepted what was happening “Whats your name?” she asked me, she looked concerned, a look I hadn’t seen in years “It’s Vi.” I frowned, swallowing, realising I hadn’t said my name out loud for 7 years. “Yeah, Vi.”
She nodded “I’m Caitlyn, or just Cait.” She shrugged and looked down at her long fingers. “I don’t agree with what they’ve dine t you.. I’m here to try and change it.” She looked at me, she looked so sincere, but I didn’t understand it, so of course I didn’t believe her “Good luck with that.”
Caitlyn sat down, and silence fell upon us for a while. I studied her, sharp cheekbones, big blue eyes, really strong hair with a blunt cut that could slice you open. Her hourglass figure wasn’t lost on me either, and I actually liked the uniform on her, especially the fact that it was slightly too short for her long legs. I assumed she studied me too, bloody knuckles, broken nose, all my tattoos.. we couldn’t have been more different “Maybe this is too personal, but, what was your life like before coming in here?” Caitlyn looked at me, morbid curiosity.
“It was fine. I had a family. They all died, I got thrown in here for no reason. Fucked up situation.” I shrugged “I think my sisters alive, I don’t know.” I cracked my knuckles, frowning. Cait nodded “I’m sorry, that’s unfair.” She glanced at the key outside “I’m so clumsy..”
“Yeah?” I looked at her, and she leant forward, lifting her side bangs, there was a bruise and a little cut on her forehead, just above her eyebrow “I walked into a door frame.”
I smirked “Well that’s not really your fault, cant help being tall.”
Cait shrugged, she hugged her arms, resting her chin on them. I could see the whole underneath of her thigh had goosebumps, and her arms too. I sighed, so were mine. It got too cold in here. She smirked “I can see you checking me out, Vi.” Her eyes darted up, meeting mine. “Mm. Don’t be shy, am I the first woman you’ve seen for 7 years?”
“The first one I’d fuck.” I smirked back, and she mirrored my previous surprised eyebrow raise. “Hm. Touche.”
“You’re hot, cupcake. And you know it.”
Cait smirked “I do. I’m very confident. Women like that.” She sat forward, pushing up her skirt gently. I watched her fingers on her skin, biting my lip “Do you like that?”
I nodded quickly “Yes..”
“Do you want to touch me?” her voice became lower, softer, almost a whisper, but it was clear and crisp in the dead of night. I nodded again “I do, here?” I reached out to her thigh, looking at her, and she agreed “Do you want to be touched?” she asked me, putting her hand on top of mine once it landed on her thigh. After everything in here, I didn’t want to think, I just wanted to be. I wanted to be in this moment with Caitlyn, because she was hot and nice and she was really turning me on right now.. “Yes.”
Caitlyn leaned forward “Then lets play.” She whispered down my ear, then stood up, cupping my jaw in her hand as she towered over me. “Can you be in control?” I looked right up at her “I’ve never done this before.”
“Sure. I’ll boss you around. Just, tell me if you don’t like it.”
I smirked, if there was ne thing I absolutely hated, it was being told what to do, but for some reason, with Caitlyn, I wanted it so bad. “Up, hands on the wall.” She commanded, and I got up, facing the wall, “Wow, your arms look great in this position.” She walked over and put her hands on my waist, her breath down my neck made me shiver. She chuckled, kissing the nape of my neck and into my undercut. She put her hands on top of mine, starting there then dragging them down my arms, stopping to grab my biceps “Fuck, Vi, you’re perfect.” She breathed shakily. Kissing down my neck, she started to snake he hands down my waist, fumbling over each ab with shaking fingers. My breathing quickened, pushing my palms into the wall, before her fingers even made it under my pants. She moaned first, a soft, gasping sound, from how wet I was. She pushed her chest into my back, closing any space between us. She pushed me flat against the wall with her stomach, one hand pressed fat int my abs, the other resting at my entrance “Are you ready for me, vi?”
“Y-yes.” I whimpered, it was a pathetic little noise, I felt embarrassed. Cait seemed to enjoy it though, as she kissed my jaw as she began rubbing my clit in little soft circles. For someone with my strength, Caitlyn had me almost at my knees with just her fingers. I whimpered loudly, lips parted, legs trembling. Id never felt so weak..
her hand found its way up my shirt, cold fingers kneading tense abs, quivering beneath her fingers as I tried not to be too loud. I felt her breathless moans against my jaw, her lips trembling against my neck, soft squeals escaping her in response to my pleasure. I wasn’t sure id be able to stay standing “C-Cait..” I closed my eyes, biting down on my scarred lip as her fingers began to move faster around me, then one was pushed inside, I gladly took it in, squeezing around her “So tight. So strong.” She whispered, biting down on my shoulder, just grazing it with her teeth. My wetness drenched her fingers, and my fingers curled to grip the wall as I quivered, too weak to stand up anymore. Caitlyn mustve sensed I was about to drop, as in one swift movement, I was facing her and my thigh was wrapped around her waist. She pulled the other one up too, taking all my weight. She looked me over, “You can use your hands too sweetheart.” She kissed my chin, giving my clit the attention it needed once more. I wasn’t sure what to do with my hands, so I kept them wrapped around her, getting brave enough t knot one in her hair, I couldn’t help but pull on her hair as she inserted more finger, kissing the ink o my neck, which was so sensitive. I whimpered, pushing her face into it deeper “Yes, feels good.” I gulped, breath shaking. My body was on fire, but also freezing, shaking, coming completely undone, which it never had before. She looked up at me and pushed my hair from my face “you’re beautiful, vi.” Her soft touch on my cheek only added to the pleasure below, where her other hand was sending pulsations through me which each circle. I felt myself throbbing against her fingers, swollen and desperate. “Good girl. You like what I’m doing to you?”
I barely managed a “Yes, fuck..” before Caitlyn forced a hand over my mouth “Don’t tell me, show me.” She ordered, pushing another long finger inside me, causing my knees to become weaker. “Mm, I’m going to touch your abs now darling. You have to promise to stay quiet, ok?””
I nodded, and she removed her hand slowly, I let out a breath that made my whole body shake, closing my eyes and getting lost in the pleasure of her. As promise her free hand scratched at my quivering torso, moaning as she felt it, and I couldn’t help it “You like that?” I smirked down at her.
Blushing, she closed the space between our mouths with a kiss, hard, heavy, parting my lips with hers and finding my tongue. Her fingers continued up my torso, exploring the muscle, the scars on my body, the soft gooseflesh of my breast. She stroked my skin softly, smirking against my lips, threatening to never come up for air. My hands gripped her waist softly, nails digging into her supple skin.. her fingers began moving faster, circling quicker, and she pulled ack just enough to see my face, lips parted, quivering as I reached my peak, a tiny squeal escaping me, gasping at how amazing she could make me feel…