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Cruz del Norte is not the same. In fact, to be accurate, no one in Cruz del Norte is still the same. Not since Sole left. Not since the day of that fucking riot. Not since Sandoval, la barbie, died.
Adjusting to the new reality hasn't been easy, especially for the prison's two most famous inmates: Macarena and Zulema.
The blonde lost a dear friend, the woman she always considered as a kind of mother in there.
Zulema, on the other hand, had to face the worst pain of all. She lost Fatima. Her daughter.
She had suffered in silence, alone in her own pain that she couldn't nor wouldn't share with anyone else in that place.
She had spent the next three weeks returning every day to the scene of the incident. She watched the blood stain fade little by little as the few emotions she had ever been able to feel left with her.
Apathy.
That was the only word that could describe her state of mind. She had become a zombie and no one dared to approach her. Zulema is dangerous under normal conditions, let alone now.
Only one person has never stopped treating her as usual: Macarena. As much as she hates her, she appreciates the fact that she doesn't pity her like that bunch of idiots in yellow jumpsuit.
That is how slowly, little by little, Macarena has managed to enter her orbit and connect to her new rhythm.
Now, Zulema isn't sure when things changed between them. It simply happened. One fine day they stopped being rivals, the death threats ceased, and the blonde has become her best friend. Well, actually not really. The correct term should be: lover.
Yes, because at a certain point it simply became impossible for them to keep their hands off each other. And what used to be hatred has turned into the most passionate of relationships.
Maca has slept with a woman before. She has been with Rizos, but nothing beat sex with Zulema. As inexperienced as she may be - after all, she has never fucked a woman before - she is really good with those damn hands. So good that every time she leaves Maca wanting more and more, as if it is never enough.
4 months.
4 months of wonderful sex.
4 months of something that, if it isn't love, it comes very close.
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<< Listen, I have an announcement! >> shouts Tere running towards Maca to tell her the good news.
<< What's up, Tere? >> asks Maca smiling at her friend.
<< Apparently we got lucky with the new boss. He just gave us permission to celebrate Halloween, with disguises, decorations, everything! Can you believe it? >>
Maca takes the paper she's holding in her hands and rereads the notice to check for shenanigans, and indeed Tere is right.
A Halloween party.
Well, cool.
Her first thought goes to Zulema. She already knows she's going to roll her eyes puffing and complaining that it's just the usual stupid American holiday.
She runs to the cell they now share and finds her focused on reading a book. The Scorpion raises her head when she hears Maca enter.
<< What's the matter, rubia? Are you here for another round? Damn, you really are unsatiable. >> she says giggling.
Maca rolls her eyes.
She's still the same bitch she always was. That has never really changed after all.
<< No, I'm not here for sex, I'm here for this! >> she tells her handing her the paper with the Halloween party announcement.
Zulema studies it for a moment and then says, << You know, on second thought, maybe it would have been better if you had come here just to fuck. >>
How melodramatic!
After all, she loves parties too.
<< Zulema, come on, it will be fun. >> Maca tries to convince her.
<< No, it will be pathetic. It won't be fun. >>
<< You always ruin my mood...>> Maca snorts disappointed by the reaction despite the fact she already knew It was gonna end up like this.
<< You didn't say that this morning in the shower >>, the brunette teases her.
Maca turns her back and leaves without saying a word. When Zulema acts like that, she hates her a little. Okay, maybe not hate her hate her, but she can't stand her.
Zulema lets her go. She's not good with the couple stuff. She doesn't know how to be romantic, and the Halloween party is really a load of crap.
Macarena's enthusiasm was so wonderful on her face, though, and for a moment she feels like shit for turning it off so easily.
After a few moments, without thinking too much about it, she decides to do something "crazy", a nice gesture just for Maca, to make her happy, because she deserves it, especially after all she's been through also because of her.
She gets up from the table and puts the book on the bed next to her.
HShe leaves the cell and looks around to make sure that Maca is really gone, then once she realizes that the blonde is no longer around, she goes towards the entrance where a prison guard, a man in his forties, is putting some paperwork in order.
<< What is it, Zahir? >> he asks, annoyed.
<< I'm not going to take much of your precious time...I just need a favor. >>
He nods even though he's really not happy at all.
She leans over to him and whispers something in his ear. The man looks at her incredulously. It's actually quite a strange request, especially since she's the one making it, but with the Halloween party coming up, he decides to go along with it and accept.
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Two days later is the big day.
October 31.
El puto 31 de octubre.
Maca is still pissed at Zulema, but the brunette is going to change her mind very soon, she just doesn't know it yet.
Zulema heads to their cell hoping not to find her there. She can't be there - not yet - if she wants to prepare what she has been thinking.
Luckily for her, the room is empty. Goya has left too.
She goes in and sets the package that just arrived at the front desk on the blankets. She opens it to make sure that the content is exactly what she requested, then closes the box and hides it under the bed.
Half an hour later the party begins. There's even music playing.
They really fucking did everything right.
Maca did her best to avoid Zulema even though her body seems to betray her every time she crosses her gaze on the dance floor.
For the occasion the blonde has decided to wear a Lara Croft outfit. She also managed to get a wig to cover her blonde hair. She is truly breathtaking and Zulema knows it, but she keeps pretending not to see her.
She's having fun, that bitch.
She doesn't give a shit about the "argument," they have had two days prior. In fact, she's ignoring Macarena. She's ignoring her and is having a good time at the fucking party she swore she wouldn't attend.
Well, fuck that. She's not going to be the one to give in. She's done being a poor defenseless child. Fuck, Zulema Zahir.
She pretends to have fun dancing with Tere and Rizos, but her mind keeps taking her back to the laughing brunette a few feet away from her.
She wants to fuck her until she wipes that fucking smirk off her face.
All of a sudden she sees her leaving the dance floor. She leaves without saying a word. Maca follows her with her eyes and making up an excuse she leaves her friends to go after her.
She sees her disappear into their cell and for a good two minutes she stands there deciding whether to enter and face her or leave. As Zulema predicted she chooses the first option.
She enters the dark cell and looks around. It is empty.
Where the fuck is Zulema?
Suddenly she feels a hand rest on her shoulder. She sighs with fright, but then she recognizes that familiar touch.
<< Hey, rubia, don't tell me you're afraid...>> she whispers in a sensual voice kissing her neck from behind while with her left hand she moves her hair away from her shoulder.
<< I'm not afraid...I was just wondering what the hell you were doing here.>> she replies sourly.
She can't see her in that darkness. She would like to turn around and look her in the eyes, but with an arm wrapped around her waist she forces her back again.
<<Zulema...>>
<<Shh...turn around slowly.>> she orders.
Maca obeys.
When she turns around the sight in front of her leaves her speechless.
Zulema is wearing a black suit with a tie of the same color. On her feet are red stilettos. Her green eyes are made up with the usual line of eyeliner, but her lips, usually natural, are now bright red, like her shoes.
Her hair is covered by a long black wig that falls perfectly down her shoulders and back.
She is the masculine and extremely sexy version of Morticia Addams.
<< Close your mouth, rubi. It's dripping with drool.>> she teases her.
Maca doesn't know what to say. Did she really choose that outfit just for her? To make her happy?
<<Why?!>> she manages to say.
Zulema smiles.
<< For you. Because I think it might be fun. And because I think it won't kill me to do something you like too for once.>>
Maca chuckles.
<< So you ignored me for two days for this?>>
Zulema takes a step towards her. Their bodies very close.
<< For this and for...>> she caresses her cheek while with her other hand she reaches her pussy. <<...this>>, she says sighing.
Maca leans forward moving her hips towards her hand.
<< Tell me what you want! >> Zulema orders again.
<< I want to fuck you. >>
A smirk makes its way onto the brunette's face. She loves it when she acts bossy.
<< Then please, have a seat >> she says sitting on the bed and opening her legs slightly inviting her to settle in the middle.
But Maca doesn't. Instead, she approaches her placing a hand on her shoulder and with a slight pressure, she makes her fall backwards on the mattress. Then, without giving her time to think, she sits on top of her.
<< Ay, Macarena, tu me vas a matar! >> Zulema tells her, with her breath already heavier from excitement.
Maca leans over her and sucks her earlobe. The brunette moans under her and raises her arms to encircle her head and deepen the contact, but the blonde stops her by locking her wrists above her head.
In that position, with Maca on top of her and her hands locked, she can't move a single muscle. She feels the arousal make its way between her legs. The desire to be touched by Maca grows more intense with each passing second. But the blonde continues her torture. She goes down her neck leaving little kisses and then she gently helps her to sit up and take off her jacket, shirt and tie, leaving her half naked underneath.
Zulema is about to throw her clothes on the floor when Maca stops her by taking the tie out of her hands.
<< No, not this one! >>
Zulema raises an eyebrow confused.
<< You've prepared everything with so much care that it would be a shame to waste this outfit by throwing it on the floor >> Maca says winking.
Then she leans over her again and kisses her hard. In that moment of distraction she takes the opportunity to lock Zulema's wrists above her head again, this time tightening them with the tie she has just retrieved.
Zulema giggles.
<< So that's what you have in mind? Tie me up and fuck me? >>
Her pupils are dilated with excitement. She can't deny that she enjoys that situation.
<< Tie you up, torture you and fuck you. Hoy te toca morir lento, cariño. >> Maca corrects her before lowering herself on her and taking one of her nipples between her teeth to bite it.
<< Ouch >> she hears her moan.
Maca lifts her head to check if everything is okay, that she hasn't gone too far, but she sees Zulema with an expression of pure enjoyment painted on her face, so she goes back to what she was doing.
She bites her left nipple.
<< You should have disguised yourself as a vampire, not as Lara Croft. If you bite me one more time you'll leave a bruise >> the brunette teases her.
Maca ignores her and continues to kiss and suck and bite her nipples, driving her crazy. It's clear she can't hold out much longer. She needs something more.
As if she had read her mind, Maca moves to one side and after unzipping her pants she helps her unzip her own too, leaving only the stilettos on.
What's underneath is also a surprise. Zulema is wearing black hold-up stockings and a pair of lace panties of the same color.
The blonde licks her lips anticipating the moment when she'll slip them off too. She feels her quivering beneath her and without torturing her further she slips a hand under her panties and begins to move her fingers over her clit with a fairly satisfying rhythm. Then without warning she slips two fingers inside making her scream.
Maca hurries to cover her mouth with the palm of her hand. She doesn't want anyone to find out about them. And Zulema stifles a moan and bites her lip to keep from screaming.
She pushes her hips toward her. If only she could touch her, she would force her to increase the pace of her fucking fingers, but she can't. She can't move. She has to surrender to the blonde's will.
<< Are we impatient, Zulema? >> Maca teases her.
<< If you don't hurry up and make me come, the party will end and they'll find us here half naked. We'll end up in solitary confinement because of this. >> Zulema tries to convince her, taking advantage of the possibility of getting into trouble again.
<< I thought you liked the thrill of risk >> Maca says again, provoking her and continuing to move her fingers but never touching the point that she knows will make her come without too much difficulty.
<< The thrill of risk yes, but I don't like the idea of ending up in solitary just because my girlfriend decided to torture me in bed. >> she says frustrated.
<< Fine >> whispers Maca. << Just this time we'll do as you say >> she giggles.
Then she increases the pace and her fingers graze Zulema's G-spot making her arch her back. She keeps moving until she reaches her limit and Maca leans over to kiss her and whisper in her ear: << Come for me, por favor>>
Nothing more is needed. The blonde's voice, her fingers, the excitement are enough to make her cum on her hand.
Maca slows down the movements of her hand before slipping it off and bringing it to her lips. Zulema watches as she licks her fingers. It's such an erotic scene that she could come again just by looking at it.
Then the blonde unties her wrists massaging them lightly.
<< Come here >> says Zulema surrounding her hips and kissing her.
They kiss for a long moment then Zulema falls back exhausted on the mattress.
<< Por dios, eso fue maravilloso, rubia! >>
<< Lo sé, cariño >> she answers while lying on top of her and hugging her tightly.
<< Tomorrow I will return the favor, I promise >>
Maca nods in satisfaction.
After all, celebrating Halloween wasn't as much bullshit as Zulema had claimed two days before. After all, there's nothing she wouldn't do with that damn blondie.