"I'll call the guards," I threatened.
He stared at me for a second before laughing. "They won't do shit. I run this prison, and I run them. They listen to me."
I rolled my eyes, "you're lying."
He grabbed me by the throat, forcing me to look at hi...
I smirked, walking out of her office. The guard smiled at me, and I laughed. He knew what happened between me and Celeste. She couldn't hide her screams even if she tried. I thought she would be a challenge, but she was easy. She melted right underneath me, and once I figured out how to touch her, it was all over. I planned to use her to get what I wanted. I would try not to break her in the process.
"Are you headed back to your cell?"
"No, I need to shower."
"Do you think she will help you get out of here?"
"Why wouldn't she?" I laughed, looking over at him. "If she lets me out, you won't work for me anymore. That's what you want, right?"
"The only reason I'm helping you."
"I know, you don't need to explain," I said, cutting him off. He would tell me how he needed the money to pay off a loan shark. That was the funny thing about the system. Most people in charge were just as dirty as the criminals they locked up. I walked into the shower and told him to wait outside. I stripped and stepped under the hot water. Two more agonizing weeks, that's how long I had left. I hated this place, and I couldn't wait to get out. The judge knew what kind of man I was. Hell, she knew me personally. She called me whenever she needed some dick because her husband couldn't satisfy her. For months, I gave her what she wanted so I could save my brother. I did her a favor, and in return, she threw me in prison all because I told her I didn't love her. I closed my eyes and relaxed under the hot water. All these women were the fucking same, that's why I hated them so much. But Celeste was different. Just thinking about her underneath me made me hard again. She was feisty but submissive. She was made for me, I could tell. When I saw her again, I wouldn't show her any mercy. I wanted to get out of here, and she would make that happen.
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Celeste walked into her office, and I smiled. It had been four days too long. She was wearing a long black dress that hugged her body perfectly. Was she doing this to tease me, or did she always dress like this? She sat down across from me and smiled.
"Sorry that we're meeting late again. I have to get our schedule fixed."
"I don't mind," I said, lighting a cigarette.
She grabbed her clipboard, "how have you been?"
"I've been good. What about you?"
"I've been busy, but I'm here." She laughed a little. "Let's get started."
I knew what she was doing. She was trying to pretend like nothing happened. I would play along for now.
"Do you do drugs? Or have you done drugs before getting locked up?"
I held up my cigarette. "I started this once I got in here. It helped the time pass."
"Did you have an alcohol problem before you got locked up?" She said, marking something off on her paper.
