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 Female x Female  BDSM  Dark/Violent Cellmates [Chrystal Dark & Corrupted Quartz]

Discussion in 'Roleplay Execution' started by Chrystal Dark, Jul 13, 2019.

  1. Chrystal Dark

    Chrystal Dark Boobie Girl! Member

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    [​IMG] They say the first five years are the longest. Katherine Lensky could testify to the fact that wasn't true. The first five years were as long as the second five and they were as long as the third five... and so one. The final six months.... they were the longest. Knowing that her twenty five year term inside this Correctional Facility was all but over, that if she was sensible, didn't let anyone (else) provoke her into killing them, and did her job, that she would be back out on the streets in less than a year.... Then six months, and now... now it was down to ninety nine days.

    Lensky had privilege and position in this prison. She more or less ran the commissary, with a fist of steel. She had her replacement picked out and trained. The three smuggling rings (two inmate-run, one guard-run) that used the commisary's deliveries as their pipelines all paid her tribute. Lensky was tough. She was inside because an armed robbery had gone slightly wrong, and she'd been forced to shoot a guard, then shoot a cop on her way out. Her accomplices hadn't faired much better, one she had murdered in cold blood, although he was already dying from multiple wounds inflicted by the cops. The other had suffered an unfortunate accident while they were both in the same prison about six months after she was caught.

    Twenty five years for armed robbery and second degree murder. The guilty plea she entered had kept her out of the chair, taken murder-one off the table along with the death penalty. And had given her something to look forward to. Because the police never recovered the stolen diamonds! Lensky had no real idea how many she'd stolen, but it was a lot. Almost certainly worth a cool million on the black market even then. Now? She was looking forward to her retirement.

    It was six o'clock, she had closed up the commissary and was being escorted back to her cell to wash up, clean it, and get ready for dinner, the highlight of the day. She'd managed to keep her cell a one-person place for the past month, but she had a feeling that wasn't going to last when they were putting third bunks into some of the other cells. So she wasn't too surprised to see Mrs Kravinsky, not her favourite PO but at least one of the manageable ones, standing outside the cell with a kid.

    "Evening Mrs Krav. Who's this? New shave tail on a first offence?" She grinned, or more accurately, leered, at the new arrival.

    Kravinsky rolled her eyes. "Watch your mouth, Lensky. Kid's moving in with you. Show her the ropes, keep her alive, she gets out just before you do. Do this right, don't fuck it up, and maybe you'll get out when you expect!"
     
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  2. Corrupted Quartz

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    “You’ve been found guilty on one count of assault. You’ll be sentenced to three months
    at a correctional facility..” the voice faded off into the back ground as everything around her started to move quickly. The gavel slammed down on the small wooden striking block as an officer took hold of her cuffs, slowly she was lead away through the doors on the right. From that point on she was moved from one room to the next, from car to bus and from bus into a building she would be calling home for the next three months.

    Her name was Jaydan she was just barely twenty years old and had been charged with assault, she had pled guilty in the hopes of getting a lighter sentence, it was her first offense. At least the first offense they had caught her on. She’d been running with the wrong group for years, dropping out of school at a young age running away from her foster homes. Jaydan had learned that the only person who cared about her was her. When she’d joined the small gang she became a runner. Delivering goods to and from locations, she never asked what she was moving she just did it, she never went to the same place twice. The drop location always changed and so did the pick up. It was never a problem, until someone refused to pay, then she was forced to act. Cops were called, both of them were caught and the never ending story of the government’s court system.

    Jaydan sighed as she ran her hands through her short black hair, her bright green eyes filled with fear and worry. She was not happy about going to jail, she was completely freaked about being in jail. She had watched several shows, read books and even watched long drawn out documentaries to get an idea. She knew she just had to keep her head down and keep to herself as long as she behaved and didn’t piss off the wrong person shed6be home free.

    “Hey! Get up, time to get you processed" a bulky woman snapped as she hit the bars with her baton. Jaydan jerked from the noise as she was pulled from her thoughts, swallowing the lump in her throat as she got up from her seat and followed the woman out into a much smaller room with no windows, forced to strip away all of her clothes, do go over a rather basic body search. Dressed in a baggy jump suit and a bag of supplies thrust into her hands she followed another corrections officer through the prison, an alarm blaring in her ears. An suddenly her quiet world filled with sounds, hundreds of voices calling out the correct officers name, whistling at he as Jaydan was lead through the area.

    Watch tykes has to be followed, breaking a rule results in a strike, get to many strikes you will start to lose privileges, keep getting strikes you will be taken to the warden. Going to the warden means time will be added to your sentence. Do you understand?” All she received was a quick nod in response “Good, Krav she’s all yours. I’m going to get the rest of the girls settled in tonight"

    “Alright, let’s get you set up newbie. You’re bunking with one of our older girls. Do what she tells yea and you’ll make it out alive" it was the last bit of advice she got before she found herself standing out a small cell, looking at a much older woman, Jaydan could feel every muscle in her body going tense as she cleared her throat “Swift, Jaydan Swift. “ she muttered as she held out her hand , not sure how to really react.
     
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  3. Chrystal Dark

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    Lensky snorted. Ignored the hand the kid was holding out. Ignored the kid completely. "Seriously? You want me to babysit? How long's the shave tail in for?" The older woman's eyes had a dangerous glint in them.

    "Like I said, Inmate, she gets out just before you do." Kravinsky stood her ground, and glared back. "So yes, you get to babysit for three months. Behave yourself and maybe we won't count up all the shots you've earned and tack on a couple extra years."

    Lensky paused, thought for a moment and chose to laugh. "Ha ha, very funny, Ma'am. Good joke." She broke the eye contact, relieving the sudden tension that had the CO's hand on her night stick and inmates nearby taking a step away. Kravinsky relaxed, and Lensky turned to look the kid up and down. "Skinny brat. Come on, let's get you sorted. Top bunk is mine, bottom bunk we share." She leered at the kid again, then glanced back at the CO who had coughed. "I mean, like I need to put a foot on your bunk to get up to mine, and I might want to sit on your bunk... Anyway, they're serving dinner in a bit. Put your stuff in the locker there. You can make your bed later."

    Of course the word "locker" was a misnomer, as there was no lock on it, actually it was just a cupboard. "You help keep this cell clean, you keep it tidy. You earn me a shot I'll make sure you do a lot more than three months!" She stood and watched as the kid did as instructed then led her out, along the cell lined corridor with people heading the same way, out into an open area with tables and chairs and a big TV screen at one end. The other was a row of serving hatches with metal roller-shutters currently closing each one. Lensky grabbed a food tray from the stack on a table by the door and marched to the front of where a line was forming, cutting in behind a woman of about 30 who was covered with tattoos. They nodded to each other, and the shutters rattled up as the kitchen staff opened them for dinner service.

    The food was edible and supposedly nutritious, that's all you could say for it. Something brown and lumpy dumped into one depression on the tray, something white and gloopy in another, and something stodgy, yellow and rectangular and covered in yellow gloop in a third, a plastic cup placed in the small round depression that you filled from either a hot water or cold water dispenser and had the option of adding a pouch of instant coffee, a tea bag, a single packet of sugar, and a packet of powdered milk to, or just having plane water. Beyond the drinks were the plastic knives, forks and spoons.

    Lensky made her way to her usual table. The tables were bolted to the floor and the chairs were made of plastic, the idea being that throwing one wouldn't do much damage. She sat and began eating. Food was food and the snacks and junk available in the commissary would fill you up, give you an energy boost, but would ultimately do you absolutely no good what so ever. The food was hot and edible and tasted like... Well, she'd never eaten dog food, but it was pretty much how she imagined it would taste.

    She ate, clearing her plate. Food was food!
     
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  4. Corrupted Quartz

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    Jaydan sighed as she dropped her hand to her side, taking a deep breath as she bit her tongue. This was an entirely new world to her, she was use to having some respect behind her. But the title shaved tail let her know exactly where she was standing. The bottom of the pile, an it seemed she was being stuck with one of the older dogs of the prison. When her new cell mate called her, well insulted her. She went into the cell, dropping her bag on the bed and shoving her personal stuff into her locker, well what was being called a locker.

    She followed behind the older woman through the maze of halls, she stayed a few feet behind with her hands in her pockets. She could already hear the whispers, comments about the new meat. The term shaved tail slipping between several women, her jaw clenched as she felt her stomach turning and twisting in knots. She took a tray and made her way to the end of the line, even as her cell mate made her way to the front. So she was with one of the top dogs, she was with the top dog. Every time the line started to move Jaydan found herself pushed back, people walking in front of her. Her grip on her tray tightening as she tried to keep her cool.

    Even though she wasn’t hungry she was pissed that she meant nothing, was nothing to these people. When she finally got her food and made her way to each table she was shunned, snapped at or rejected. Soon she was in the far corner, sitting with some of the oldest women in the jail, women who barely knew their own names or could tell where they were. She toyed with her food though, pushing it around her plate as she tried to process everything.

    When people started clearing out of the lunch room Jaydan moved quick, bussing her tray and making her way back to her cell, sitting down in her bunk she ran her hand through her hair. Taking a deep breath she sigh, she just had to keep to herself and stay silent. The only downside of this was being with the top dogs, if this woman was anything like her gang boss she was screwed.
     
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  5. Chrystal Dark

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    Lensky finished her meal and headed out of the dining room at a leisurely pace, pausing to chat with several of the other inmates and exchange banter with a male CO she didn't know well. He looked as wet behind the ears as her knew cellmate, and she quickly let him know that while he was nominally in charge, she was the one with the power, should she choose to exercise it. Having put the frighteners on the poor kid - but then, what sort of person chose a career as a prison guard? - Lensky wandered the halls, noting those who saw her coming and went a different way, noting those who tried not to be noticed and mostly noting those who pretended not to be afraid of her.

    Swift was new to the whole prison thing, that much was clear to the two girls about her age who followed her out of the dining hall and down the corridor to the cells. The girl had "Fresh Meat" written all over her and Pat Merlow was a small-time crook who fancied herself as somebody in the inmate pecking order The black girl walked the halls with confidence, knowing she had Sisters backing her. Nina Grissan was her chief lieutenant and was almost strutting behind Merlow as the two girls made their way through the crowds that were mostly moving towards the yard for rec hour, while it was still light after dinner and they were allowed out into the fresh air.

    Merlow waited until there was no-one else in the corridor before moving down it towards the cell the newbie had gone into. They paused outside. Grissan grabbed her shoulder and hissed "You know who's cell this is?"

    "No. And it don't matter shit neither. We do this, we gone." She sneered, and pushed the cell door open. "Hello, lil' white girl. We come to say hi. Pay our respec's like to da new girl, ya know? So, we saw y'all at the dinner line, tryin' ta act all tough and cut in front of those better'n you. Figure you need a lesson in manners, yeah?"
     
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  6. Corrupted Quartz

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    When ever a person thought they were alone there was a very low chance that they were, there was always a fly on the wall a pair of eyes watching. Demonas Destiny was a small silent woman, she didn’t make noise she didn’t start fights and no one got in her way. A big reason was who she kept as friends and another big reason was because of her double life sentence, she was never going to get out which meant she truly had nothing to lose.

    Her dark eyes focused on the two women slipping through the crowds, she had seen the look on Merlows face before. The stupid woman always seemed to have a chip on her shoulder and needed to prove herself. Rolling the tooth pick that hung from her mouth Demona pushed off the wall and made her way through the halls looking for Lansky. Demona refused to answer to her last name, she wanted people to know she was a demon and her first name was the perfect way to announce that.

    When she found Lansky she leaned on the wall near the woman “I don’t know I’d you care about your new bunk mate, but Marlow is making her way to your cell. It seems the shaved tail stepped on some toes during meal time" her tone was low, as if she was having a basic conversation without looking at the other woman. “She took Grissan with her as well” win that she pushed off the wall and made her way towards the court yard.

    Swift jumped as she heard new voices outside of the cell, moving to get out of her bed she stood up to figure out what was going on. Her eyes going wide as to girls walked into the cell, she moved to put her hands up in defense “I don’t know what you’re talking about, I didn’t cut anyone off” she muttered as she tried to keep the small distant between her a d the two women.
     
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  7. Chrystal Dark

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    Lensky nodded, muttering half to herself and half to Demonas, "Fuck. If the bitch gets herself killed on her first night, they'll blame me. Thanks Demon. Owe ya one." She followed her on-again-off-again part-time lover out into the courtyard and caught the eye of one of her "enforcers", Jade Woo. The woman who was part Japanese and part South Korean was small, wiry and a black-belt in several martial arts including Karate, Kung Fu, Judo and Taekwondo. Woo followed Lensky back inside and down the corridor.

    .....

    "She's a lyin' bitch! I saw her try an get in the queue before she-all supposed tuh be in the queue..." Grissan declared.

    Merlow sneered. "You callin' me an' my friend liars? Cos we don't take kindly to that..."

    "And," Grissan added, "She di'n't eat nuttin', neither. I saw her tray, she dun scraped all that good food into the trash!"

    "Well, that's a criminal waste. That food dun cost the taxpayer a good few dollars an' all you did was throw it away?" All the while, Merlow and Grissan were shoving and pushing at Swift, backing her into a corner, ready for her to take the first swing, trying to provoke her. "Tell you what, honkey, you get down on your knees and kiss my feet and beg forgivness and maybe we let you-all off with a couple of bruises..."

    History would not relate what the new girl's reaction would have been because at that moment there was a soft cough from behind the two bullies, accompanied by the sound of the heavy cell door swinging open and striking the bed-frame with a clunk.

    "And just what the FUCK is fucking going on here?" Lensky glared at the two black girls. "Get the fuck out of MY pad before I decide you were about to do something I might not like! "

    The intruders all but jumped out of their skins and spun around to face Lensky, who was not well versed in martial arts, but had a serious reputation for being ruthless and brutal. The older woman's hands were in her pockets. which anyone who knew her would know was dangerous. Merlow didn't. "Fuck off old woman, this don't concer..."

    Lensky's left hand flashed out of her pocket and the shiv she was holding in it - a plastic toothbrush with a metal wood-nail melted into the handle to form a sharp point - slammed into Merlow's right arm just below the shoulder, pulled back and came forward again to stop millimetres from the black woman's throat. "This is my pad, bitch, and what happens in it concerns me. Don't make me spend another twenty five years in this joint. Go, now, before I loose my temper and decide that actually ridding the world of a piss-ass whore like you would be worth not getting out til I'm sixty..."

    It was fun watching the dark brown skin turn coffee coloured and the bloor drained from Merlow's face. The thud of Grissan hitting the floor as Woo took her out of the action didn't distract Lensky from eye contact with the woman she held at shiv-point.

    Merlow nodded and stepped past Lensky, gathering her own hench-woman up as she did. As she walked away, she muttered "This ain't over..."

    Lensky grabbed the woman by her dreads and pulled, the point of the shiv now breaking the skin under her chin. "Oh yes this is over, Merlow. If you ever think of laying a fucking finger on Swift ever again, you are dead. You get me? Now get the fuck outa my sight...!" She shoved the woman away just as a loud buzzer sounded and a woman's voice followed it.

    "Rec time is now over, All inmates will return to their cells for lock-up, I repeat, all inmates to return to their cells."

    Lensky watched as Merlow and Grisson scurried off down the corridor back to their own wing. She nodded a thankyou to Woo, who gave a stiff little bow and strode casually the few metres down the corridor to her own cell. Lensky tuned back and stepped into the two-and-a-half metre cube that she now shared with the skinny blonde kid. "Don't thank me, kid, I did that for me, not for you. They put you under my wing so if anything happens to you. it's on me." She glares at the skinny woman. "Rule number one, never get caught somewhere with no witnesses. Coming back here was dumb. Stay with the crowds. Some of them might be gunning for ya, but most will be indifferent. Point is where the crowds are the COs are, and the COs are there to make sure we don't all kill each other..." Just then a footstep outside the cell door made her turn.

    "That and make sure you realise you're being punished..." A middle-aged man in a senior CO's uniform pointed out.

    "Yes sir Mr Finch, Sir. Swift, meet Mr Finch, senior CO on the night shift. He's the one who's in charge of making sure we all sleep soundly. Ain't that right Mr Finch?"

    Finch snorted. "Watch your mouth, Lensky, no-one likes a smart-ass. Three-one-Seven, count two!" The last was said into his radio as he pulled the cell door closed with a loud BANG.
     
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  8. Corrupted Quartz

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    “I don’t know what the hell you to are talking about! I wen tot the back of the fucking line!” snapping as she was shoved back, her hand grabbing hold of the bed to keep herself from falling to the ground, her jaw clenching as she took back and forth between the two women, she knew she was in trouble she knew that this wasn’t going to end well for her no matter what she said or how she acted.

    “I guess if the shoe fits, I’m calling you both liars” she snapped before being shoved again, her back slamming into the concrete wall, luckily the women hadn’t pushed her hard enough for her head to connect but she knew her back would feel the blow later. “As if you two care about the tax payers money” she grunted out as she watched the women close in on her, her mouth going dry as her heart started pounding in her chest.

    Her eye twitched when the woman demanded she kiss her feet, snorting slightly as she puffed out her chest. “I’d rather have the shit kicked out of me then kiss your rancid fucking feet” she made her bed; she knew this woman was going to leave her on the floor in a pool of her own blood but she didn’t care. Swift wasn’t going to let some slack jawed probably drug addict moron tell her what to do. As she closed her eyes and turned her head away, as she prepared herself for the blows that were about to come, pure horrified fear gripped her stomach as she heard the cough.

    Her eyes opened slowly as she turned towards the sound looking in horror as she saw her cell mate standing her the door. Great, she hadn’t even been in the building twenty-four hours and she’d managed to piss off three people by doing nothing. When she tried to make a comment, but closed her mouth as soon as Lansky moved, she had barely blinked and the older woman had stabbed the girl in the shoulder blade and had the weapon pointed at her neck. It was all starting to sink in, she’d been placed in a tiny box like room with a woman who had no issue killing a person if they crossed her.

    When the two black girls ran out of the cell Swift turned to apologize to Lansky but bit the inside of her cheek. Her entire body jerking back and tensing as the black girl was yanked back by her hair, just how stupid were these women? Swift was beginning to wonder if they had some kind of death wish with their attitudes.

    When Lansky finally faced her though she looked away from the woman, angry twitching in her features as she listened to the women speak. She was grateful that Lansky had saved her, but she knew the woman was only doing it to cover her own skin. When the alarm went off swift let out the breath she’d been holding, a part of her wondering if a CO was going to walk in on the scene. Sitting down on her bed she pinched the bridge of her nose trying to calm down the pounding head ache that was drumming through her skull.

    She kept quiet as the woman talked and went almost perfectly still when the CO came to check up on them, her entire body jolting as the door was slammed shut. It was official, tonight was her first night of the next three months of her life and she already hated it.

    “So, what you’re telling me is I’m fucked? If I go anywhere and there’s no crowd I risk getting attacked. If I go to get breakfast tomorrow am I going to piss someone off because I didn’t wait my turn. Which makes no sense since pretty much everyone cut in front of me and I said nothing” she muttered as she looked at the older woman.

    “You know what, never mind. I feel like if I keep bitching, I’ll end up on your bad side and that’s some where I can already tell I don’t want to be anywhere near. Maybe I can just be a mute for my stay then I won't say anything to piss anyone off” she muttered as she hung her head between her legs, her blonde hair falling forward as she cursed under her breath.

    She could hear the CO’s calling numbers and slamming doors as they walked down the halls, women shouting out at each other and then the CO’s shouting back, it was all too much and Swift just didn’t know how the hell she was going to survive it all.
     
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  9. Chrystal Dark

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    "Yeah, you're fucked. Guess what, you made one fucking big mistake, girl. You want to know what that was? I'll tell ya. Same mistake we all made: we got caught!" Lensky shrugged and moved past Swift to the stainless steel toilet in the far corner. This was one of the more modern prisons, medium security, and the cells actually had sanitary facilities - that is, they had a wash basin and a toilet. "Smartest thing you've said so far, kid. You do not want to be on the bad side of Katherine Lensky." The woman dropped her pants and sat, relieved herself and groped between the toilet and the wall, under the sink, pulled up a toilet roll, tore off two sheets and put the rest back. She ignored the metal box on the wall out of which the cheep flimsy government issue paper protruded. Then with her business done she stood, pulled her panties back up but stepped out of her pants.

    "Pick those up for me, kid." Lensky washed her hands and dried them on the threadbare towel hanging by the washbasin. She pulled off her jacket and top, leaving a sleeveless under-shirt and the panties, both utilitarian white, kicked off her shoes and folded her clothing onto the "locker" by the head of the beds. "You wanna get undressed and take a pee or a crap, get on with it, kid. Lights go out at nine, and they come round and make sure you're in bed. Bang-up is at eight, so that's an hour they give us to get ready for bed." Lensky swung up to her own bunk with practised ease. She offered no help to Swift in making the bottom bunk up - there was a thin mattress and a thin pillow, neither of which were completely stain free. She had two sheets, a pillowcase and a thin blanket, the same as all the inmates. "But as we aren't allowed watches or phones in here, we have no way of telling how much time has passed. So it's best to get stuff done ay-sap, so you don't get caught out. You listenin', kid?"

    Lensky sighed and leaned up on her elbow. "Hmmph. Nice ink. Looks expensive. You wanna keep that covered 'cept in the showers. Folks see ink like that, they think 'Kid's got money'. Money from outside'll buy you more than what they pay for the slave labour in here."

    She waited until Swift was in bed then leaned down and leered at her... "By the way, I sometimes piss in the bed, when I need to go and can't be buggered to get up. Hope that's okay with you....?" She lay back and chuckled to herself. It wasn't true, it was just a mean trick that you played on the person on the bunk under you, telling them that to make them panic. A couple of minutes of silence followed her admission that she was kidding.

    Thunk. "Three One Seven, count two." Thunk. The hatch in the door opened, eyes peered through and a female voice counted them.

    "My god, she can count!" Lensky called out, in time-honoured tradition, that the CO ignored.

    Unseen by the two in cell 317, the CO continued up the corridor, got to the end and radioed, "Corridor three, count is correct."

    Inside the cells a harsh buzzer sounded, followed by the words, "Corridor three, lights out sixty seconds..." Another harsh buzzer 55 seconds later and somewhere around 35 women counted aloud, "Five, four, three, two, one, zero!" (With variations on the last word). On zero the cell went dark. Except for the light coming in under the locked door, the light coming in from the floodlights outside that got past the flimsy curtain at the window, and the fact that it wasn't quite dark yet at 9:00pm at this time of year. So still plenty of light to see by. Lensky smirked and pulled off her remaining clothes, slid silently off the bunk and stood naked on the cold floor of the cell. "Okay kid," she whispered, "Now's where the fun starts. I want you naked and standing there so I can inspect the merchandise properly. If I like what I see, I might decide to keep you for myself...!"
     
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  10. Corrupted Quartz

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    Grabbing the pants Swift tossed them onto Lanskys pile of clothing “Pick up your own damn pants" she muttered under her breath as she started making her bed. Removing her shirt and pants, folding them to make a bigger pillow. Sighing as she did her business and quickly cleaned up, getting into her bed. Listening to the woman above her she felt a moment of fear running through at the idea of the woman peeing on her. But then again the mattresses we thin rubber mats, Lansky would mostly just sit in her own piss if she really did.

    Looking at her arm all Swift could do was chuckle “This kid does have money, I did the one thing they all managed to fail at. I didn’t get hooked on my product, I sold it and kept my share. Kept loyal to my boss, paid my dues and worked my way up. An when I get out of here I’ll be welcomed back, because I didn’t fold to get a better deal" she muttered as she laid down on her bed, looking up at the mattress above her.

    “But I will be covering the tattoo, I just need my commissary money to come in.” she muttered as she looking down at her drab tank top and even nastier looking panties. She missed her silk boy shorts and tight sports bras. She took a deep breath as she closed her eyes, only for her eyes to open up and look at Lansky.

    “What the fuck.. seriously, is every damn woman in this prison gone fucking made?” she growled as she got up and stood, staring the woman dead in the eye. “I’m not just going to stand her and be everyone’s little bitch, I just want to stay quiet. Serve my time and fucking leave" she snapped as she put her hands on her hips, she was easily a foot shorter then the older woman and easily fifty or so pounds lighter. But she wasn’t afraid, she knew she had to stand up at some point it didn’t matter if she was about to picking a losing battle she would at least show she had some kind of spine.
     
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  11. Chrystal Dark

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    Lensky put a "genuinely hurt" expression on her face. "What, ain't I pretty enough for ya, sweetie?" The kid's head was only just above Marion's shoulders. and she had about as much meat on her as the sausages they sometimes served had in them. "Well dayum, girl, you dun hurt my feelings!" She smiled softly. "Well we can do this the easy way or the hard way, but we are gonna do it. Now me, I actually like my bitches to have some fight in 'em. Gives me the excuse to retaliate. So if you wanna do it the hard way, that's fine by me." As she spoke her right fist pulled back, clearly preparing to deliver a pile-driver punch, but at the last moment her left knee jerked up, catching the kid off guard and slamming into her lower belly. Lensky's left hand shot forward as her cellmate doubled over, grabbing Swift by the hair, and lifting her head. "Listen up, cunt, and listen good," she hissed. "There's rules in prison, and I don't mean the rules that the COs tell us we have to follow. Rule one is if someone saves your sorry ass from a beating, you owe them your sorry ass. If someone in here does you a favour be sure they are going to come looking for a favour in return. Rule two is, there's no such thing as keeping your head down and doing your time and getting out. There's too many bad girls in here for that to happen. About the only way you're gonna manage that is in the hospital wing. Rule three - don't involve the COs in stuff that happens between inmates. You go crying to them you sure better have eyes in the back of your head, cos sure as shit someone is gonna shiv you good."

    While she was talking, her voice a soft his, barely more than a whisper, her right hand moved to Swift's throat, squeezing just hard enough to prevent the girl from saying anything, but with a clear implication that she could squeeze much harder if she wanted. Spech over, and not really caring whether the kid had even listened, she threw Swift back down onto her bunk, then grabbed the kids underpants and pulled them down. "Mmm, nice pu-GANH FUNK!" She didn't raise her voice but the intensity increased as Swift threw the one and only punch she would get in and clonked Lensky right on her Semite nose. Retaliation was swift and a pile-driver punch to the belly knocked the wind and fight out of the girl. "Rune four, you hid somebone, dod't hid dere face. I gone habb to essplane dis now!"

    With what almost seemed like practised ease, she rolled Swift over and, using her own bra, bound the blonde's wrists together. Not ideal but it would hold for now. "You gonda keep quiet or you wanda be gagged?" The pain in her nose subsided quickly, It wasn't broken, it wasn't even bleeding, but she would probably have a beautiful black eye in the morning. If the kid made any noise at all, louder than a whimper, Lensky's own panties were at hand ready to stuff into Swift's mouth. Swift's own panties were quickly tied around her ankles.

    "Rule five. Don't insult anyone in here unless you know you can take 'em or you got backing. And for your info, little fuck-slut, yes, everyone is fucking mad. Literally. Even the staunchest straights get tempted after a while. For those of us who started out lesbians it's like being a kid in a candy store!" She grinned and gripped the cute and firm but skinny buttocks displayed to her. "Mmmm, I'm gonna fuck dat ass!" The lower bunk creaked softly as the older woman climbed onto it, kneeling astride Swift's back, bent forward so her breasts were touching the teen's shoulder blades. Her hot wet sex pressed down onto Swift's buttocks and began moving back and forth, her cunt lips running in between Swift's buttocks. One hand went under the girl's belly, sliding down over the soft patch of hair, to find the warm and slightly lips there, spreading them to find the girl's clit and start twisting, pinching ad otherwise teasing it. The other hand slid up insde the front of Swift's top, found the soft swelling of a breast, located the nipple and squeezed firmly, again twisting and teasing.

    "You love this, you bitch!" Lensky gasped. This was really good, far better than last time.
     
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    “Looks have nothing to do with it, An I doubt you give two shits about what I think” she snapped as she tried to gauge how the older woman was going to react. Before she could comment about the easy or hard way of doing things Swift found herself bent over, a burning sensation running through her lower abdomen her gut clenched as the desire to throw up burned the back of her throat. Hissing as her hair was yanked back forcing her to look up at Lansky. Her jaw tightening as she held her stomach, not sure of what the hell the woman had planned.

    As Lansky talked about the rules, the wonderful prison rules that everyone knew it no one would admit to. The Cos would stay silent, hell they could even taking bets on it. Who would claim the fresh meat, who would start what fight. It was all a game, a game people have been playing in jail to keep themselves distracted. Drama made time pass faster, after all it was something for a person to focus on.

    Swift though, was focused on the hand squeezing her throat. All of her words vanished, her hand reaching up to grip the womans wrist, grunting as she tossed back onto her bunch. Growling as she moved quick taking one hard and lucky shot at Lensky's face. Smirking when she caught the woman caught off guard, only to instantly regret her choice when the woman hit her stomach again. Groaning as she was rolled over onto her stomach, struggling as she felt her hands being tied up awkwardly with her bra.

    “I don’t need a gag" hissing her words low as she her pants getting yanked down, she couldn’t believe how much talking this woman was doing. She took a deep breath as she felt the woman get up onto the bed, his was very different for her. She always enjoyed a little rough fun, but this.. this was weird feeling the woman grinding her slick cunt on her rear. Her jaw clenching tighter as she jerked against her bindings again, a low snarl escaping her throat as a large heavy breath worked through her nose.

    She bit down the inside of her cheek as she felt Lensky's hand traveling over her body. Her eyes staring straight at the wall. Her head jerked as her breathing tightened with each twist an pinch. Hissing as she slammed her head on the bed. A shudder running through her body as she felt the woman toy with her. She hated it, she hated that she was nothing but a piece of meat to this woman but she would have to deal, she would have to figure out a way.
     
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    The last time Katherine Lensky had fucked a little bitch like this, the kid had gone limp, had lain there like a blow-up doll, a glazed look on her face, and taken it. Which, frankly, was no fun at all. The kid was transferred to psych a few months later after trying to hang herself, and repeated attempts to cut her wrists. It always amused Lensky that they tried to kill themselves that way. Under the armpits were the subclavian arteries, one on either side, pumping blood at high pressure down into the arms. Cut that, and you bleed out within five minutes... Lensky had made a small study of the best ways to kill people...

    But the point was it was as satisfying as humping her pillow.

    This new kid, on the other hand, was a wriggler. She was spunky and tough. A fighter, definitely. A survivor, possibly, Lensky decided. She would be fun to break. Pleasure surged through her as she raped the young woman. Not so much from the physical sensation of her cunt rubbing inside the girl's butt crack, although that was a nice feeling, especially as the girl had some meat on her bones and her buttocks were firm and round. But the fact that she was dominating the kid, that she was in total control and this other human being was being forced to submit against her will, turned into nothing more than a masturbatory aid, that was what turned Lensky on most. That and the feeling of her clit rubbing against the kid's tight little asshole.

    "Hnnng! Hmmng! HHNNNNNG! GHAAAAAH! Ahhhhh, Uhhhhh. Oh yeah, fuck, you're great, kid. I think I might keep you..." She released her grip on the kid's breasts, that she had been squeezing hard during her climax. "You behave yourself, now." She climbed off the bed and a heavy hand landed hard on the rump she had just been abusing. "Put my bra back on my clothes when you've finished with it." Not that it mattered - the garment was supplied by the prison and was the right cup size but was a one-size-fits all on the elastic straps, something she had grown used to over the years. Swift would easily get her hands out of it, for that same reason, so Lensky didn't bother untying her. Instead she pulled herself easily up onto her own bunk and was soon snoring away.

    Thunk. "Three One Seven, count two." Thunk.

    Lensky woke feeling refreshed for a change. She blinked and rolled over and remembered. "Hey kid, you alive?"

    Outside the cell, the CO announced the count to be correct, and yawned. It was the end of his shift and he would be going home to dinner and bed. The senior CO pressed a button in the control panel.

    Bzzt-CLUNK The cell door swung open a fraction as the lock disengaged. Lensky lowered herself to the cell floor and smiled a warm happy smile, for the first time in ages. "Come on, Speedy, live up to your name." She pulled her own underwear back on, dressed quickly. "Shower then breakfast." She grinned. "Oh don't worry, they make sure we don't share the shower stalls..."
     
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    It hurt, everything just hurt. From the rough treatment of her cunt to the throbbing pressure of her breasts everything just hurt. But she stayed quick, she tried to wiggle free and fight against her restraints but with the angle she was laying in and Lensky sitting on her back she was trapped. It felt like hours passed as the older woman ground into her, she was nothing but a toy to her. When Lensky finished Swift slowly sank to her knees onto the floor, her ass red with a large hand print. Finally able to wiggle her hands free she tossed the womans bra onto the pile.

    Her body shook with rage as she clenched her jaw, her eyes squeezed shut as a single tear rand won the left side of her face. Taking a shuddering breath she fixed her clothing and got into bed, laying on her side to face the wall as she stared at the concrete . This was her life now, this was the hell she was going to pay for getting caught. When she got out she would never let herself get caught again and if she ever saw any of these women again she would make them suffer.

    Swift didn’t sleep that night, her mind lost in thought as she started to dream about getting free. It was all she could do, just focus on the fact that she only had a short amount of time compared to most of the women here. When Lensky jumped down a shiver of fear ran down Swifts spine, thank God they didn’t share showers but she truly doubted that would stop any of these women from trying anything. As she followed the lines of women through the halls she found herself behind Lensky most of the time, the older woman talking here and three to other people. Saying something to swift here and there, not that Swift was paying much attention.

    The entire time though she could feel eyes on her, glancing around she could figure out where or why but she could feel them. In the shower Swift was quicker then most women, without any cleaning supplies she was left to rinse her body off, scrubbing herself quickly she dried and dressed before heading into the meal hall. Lensky let her know she could follow behind the older women if she desired, but did looked like she really cared if Swift follow or not. But she didn’t want to be anywhere near the woman if she had a choice. Taking her tray and moving to sit at an empty table Swift still couldn’t shake the feeling of someone watching her, sure people were looking at her but she felt people purposely looking directly at her. She just couldn’t tell where it was coming from until it was too late.

    The women from the night before sat on either side of her, setting their trays down as they dug into her food. Merlow spoke low and between mouthfuls of food “Better watch your back kid, the minute you leave mommy’s sight we're going to finish what we started, You got dues to pay little bitch and you can’t stay attached to her hip your entire stay, she’ll get bored of yea and then we’ll all have some fun together" she chuckled as she finished her food, nodding to her friend as the got up front their seats, grabbing Swifts tray as they left “An since you threw away your yesterday let me take care of it tosay" she chuckled as she tossed the food into the trash and walked away.


    Across the way Demona slowly chewed her food as she watched the two idiots, they were cocky and foolish. But at least this time they weren’t dumb enough to start anything truly stupid. She would have to talk to Lensky about the two morons and what the older woman would want to do about them. If Lensky didn’t care about what happened to the young pup Demona would just make sure no one traced it back to Lensky in any way.
     
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    Showers were one of the highlights of the day. Lensky stripped off and positively strutted, proud of her body. For someone in her forties (she didn't remember exactly how old she was, it didn't really matter anyway) she was pretty good looking. She made sure to exercise and eat healthily, she didn't touch the shit that she helped smuggle in to the prison, and she brewed her own hootch to make sure what she got was the good stuff. So she was unashamed of her body and had no problem with the other inmates - or the COs of either gender - looking at her. She noticed Swift was following her and every so often pointed out things of interest - the library, the commissary, the corridor that led down towards medical and admin, the dispensary, the rec room, that had a couple of old pool tables, a ping pong table and a foosball table. But in the showers, Lensky got to look at all the other women. Some wrapping themselves in towels, others (like herself) strutting naked. She saw Merlow come in and glared at the bitch, but the woman ignored her.

    Lensky took her time in the shower, knowing that she was one of the privileged that had shower gel and shampoo and conditioner... And that no-one else would bump her out of the cubicle for taking too long. Done, she dried herself quickly, mostly because the air was humid and sticky and staying in the shower room for too long was a great way to get all sweaty again at this time of year. And in the winter it was a great way to get frostbite. She smiled warmly at CO Brewster. "Enjoy the show, sir...!" She strutted past him heading for breakfast, realising she'd lost sight of Swift. Woo caught her eye and shrugged. She headed for the dining hall, anticipating breakfast. A bowl of dry cereal and a small carton of milk that you had to save some of if you wanted white coffee. A dollop of some yellow stodgy stuff with zero taste and the texture of week-old mashed potato, that most people assumed was supposed to be scrambled egg, two slices of limp, soggy cardboard - soggy because it was smeared with some sort of grease that might have been margarine in an alternate universe. And coffee. If you were lucky and one of the first in the queue, you got a carton of something that could conceivably pass for orange cordial. Or, if you were Katherine Lensky and had the sort of reputation that meant someone would save your juice for you. On pain of The Demon.

    Lensky grimaced at the yellow stodge, but it was edible if tasteless. Her tray always had a little paper packet of salt and another of pepper on, again, a little luxury earned by keeping at least one member of the kitchen staff in barbiturates. She took her tray and sat at her usual table, and noticed Swift at the far end with the two morons either side of her. Even as she watched, Merlow stood and walked away, followed by her lacky. From this distance she couldn't be sure, but it looked like the stupid cow had taken Swift's tray. She caught Demona's eye. Those two needed taking down, before she left, This place was hard enough as it was. With fools like that running the place it would be impossible. Not that Lensky cared of course. Once she was out that was it and who gave a shit what happened in here after?

    She turned and beckoned one of the kitchen staff who hurried over. "Merlow ain't gonna need her breakfast tomorrow. I know you always do a couple extra, take one to the blonde kid there. On my tab!"

    Kelso, the woman she's beckoned, nodded and hurried back to the servery, filled a tray, glanced at Lenskey and added a juice carton from the stock they always held back, then trotted over to where Swift was still sitting, looking miserable. "On Lensky's tab," she said softly as she put the tray in front of her. "You must be a good fuck, girl, if she wanna keep ya!"

    Lensky finished her own breakfast, uncaring of whether her generosity was accepted or not. The girl was hers, and if she chose not to eat she would go hungry, but would still pay the price. She walked over to one of the senior COs and smiled politely. "Mr Johnson, has the new girl, Swift, got her work assignment yet? It's just, well, I'm short handed in the commissary, I could do with someone I can trust handling the stock control. Someone who isn't Hemmings." Patricia Hemmings was in for fraud, and creative accounting. Twice she had requested assignment to commissary and twice Lensky had rejected her on the simple grounds that once a thief always a thief and while she was no angel herself there was a big difference between robbing a diamond warehouse at gunpoint, not something she could do while inside, and fiddling the figures of a small business to cheat the stock holders out of their dues - something Hemmings could very easily do if she was left alone in the commissary, and something that would come down on Lenskey if it was discovered.

    Johnson looked up at her, being short but very muscular, and grunted. "See what I c'n do, inmate."
     
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    Swift groaned as her hand reached down to clench her stomach tightly, she was starving and now she would have to wait till lunch time and if Marlow left her alone maybe she would be able to have something to eat. Laying her head down on the table she clenched her eyes shut as she tried to ignore the hunger pangs. Jerking from her seat she looked down at the tray in front of her and then up at the kitchen staff member, her eyes going wide as she looked down at the tray. Looking back at the woman just nodded her head and started to dig in, the food had no taste and what taste it did have was some of the worst she had ever experienced but she wasn’t going to argue.

    Demona smirked as she saw the girl eating, she could tell Swift was smart, the girl knew what she had to do to survive. Looking at Lensky she gave the woman a quick nodded as she took a sip of her black coffee, it tasted like it was week old and was like warm at best, Demona always assumed they got the old coffee grains from the Cos break room. Licking her lips Demona started to formula a plan.

    She wasn’t going to kill the women, that would result in her going to permanent lock up and she liked what little freedom she had left. Finishing her meal Demona cleaned up her tray, standing next to tome of the kitchen staff Demona smirked “I need a little favor, just bring a bottle of vinegar to me before lunch. I’ll make it worth your time" with that Demona cleaned off her tray and walled away. When Lensky finished talking with the CO Demona made her way to walk along side the woman “Our little friends are in for a surprise. I would suggest making sure you and Swift are in front screws around dinner time" with that Demona turned the corner and made her way down the hall away from Lensky, she had a few more things to put in place and a few more hands to grease before she put everything into action.

    Swift sighed as she finished everything on her plate, everything expect the coffee. She had never been a person to drink it and she didn’t plan to start drinking it now. She watched as Lensky and Demona leave together, sighing as she tucked her hands into her pants as she made her way with the crowd. “Swift!” a woman’s voice boomed behind her. Stopping in her tracks Swift turned around and swallowed the lump in her throat.

    “Your paper work came through this morning” she grunted as she held out a small sheet of paper “Your commissary funds are all set up, you can give that paper to Lensky at commissary and she’ll get you set up with supplies. That paper also has your balance, keep an idea of how much you got. It’s up to you to get it topped up when your funds run low, we don’t run credit here" Swift looked at the page quickly and nodded her head at the woman before turning to leave ”An you better start talking kid! People don’t like the silent treatment here!”

    Swift snorted as she made her way through the halls, trying to remember where she was going and where everything was. She hated that the damn place felt like a maze to her, but everyone else seemed to know where the hell they were going without any issue. It took her a while but she finally found where she wanted to go, the commissary store. The store was still closed, a large metal shutter with a large pad lock kept it shut . It didn’t matter though, Swift could wait. Plus when it opened she was going to finally get everything she needed. Sitting down on the floor she leaned against the wall, head resting against the wall as she looked up at the roof. Hopefully she didn’t get into trouble for waiting for commissary to open, at least she was keeping herself out of trouble for the time being.
     
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    Lensky was in her cell, cleaning her teeth in the small wash basin, she had about half an hour to kill before she had to go to work. She used it to make her bed, sweep the floor of the cell, wash the blood off the shiv she'd stabbed the black kid with last night and hide it in it's proper place. She decided to go unarmed today, sure she was anticipating trouble, but the CO's must have noticed the blood on Merlow's arm. And while none of them were rocket scientists, equally they weren't stupid - well some of them were, but they were the exception. There was a sudden tension in the air and the COs picked up on it.

    It was a wise choice as it turned out. She was stopped and patted down on leaving the cell block and patted down again as she entered the commissary through the back door, which was unlocked by a CO and locked again behind her.

    Outside the front of the commissary Allison Kew and Nina Pele strode down the corridor to see a cute but tired looking blond sat on the floor. "Yo Biatch, Wacha doin?" Kew asked. Pele snorted and whispered something in Kew's ear. "Oh, dat right? Well Shee-it kid, Welcome to the Es-tab-lish-ment. You da new goil dat's in wid da boss laydee? She one tough fuckin bitch but she alright." Kew was clearly the dominant one of this pair, a woman in her early thirties, tattooed pale skin, short and beefy, with red hair in dreadlocks down past her shoulder blades. The other woman was younger that Swift, barely 18, shy, Latina, olive skinned and dark haired, her almost black eyes a sharp contrast with Kew's pale green ones. Almost six foot tall she none the less shrank into insignificance behind the loud, dominant woman that she all-but clung to like a child to her mother. She was none the less the observant one. She whispered something else in Kew's ear, and Kew, stopped talking, stepped back, just as the metal grills across the windows rattled upwards.

    Lensky stood inside the window, and grinned. "Morning, bitches! Let's get this day's horror story started!" She moved to the inner door that she unbolted - it was kept locked securely from the inside when no-one was there - only to look down where Pele was pointing. "Oh, hey sweetie. You're a little early. Ladies this is Swift, my new bunk-warmer. Swift, meet my commissary assistant, Ms Kew and her bunk-warmer, Ms Pele." She grinned as the Latina blushed and bent down to whisper in Swift's ear, "It's worth it!" even as Kew was bustling into the commissary.

    "So any nooz on when we's gettin' a 'placement stocker? An' not that fuckin bitch Hemmings..."

    Lensky slapped the burley New Yorker on the backside, and offered a hand to help Swift up. "What you got there, sexy-buns?" She held her other hand out for the sheet of paper. "Hmm. Quite a balance. You wanna keep that our secret. I'll keep this with the others. The CO told ya to keep track, yeah? Don't worry, we do that for you. I'll let you know when you get below ten bucks. If you want an earlier warning just ask."

    Lensky grabbed Swift's face between both her palms and held her firmly while she kissed the younger woman on the mouth, totally ignoring any reaction. "Right, I've asked for you as our new stockist. You got any experience of stock rotation and shit like that?" She shrugged. "Doesn't matter. I didn't when I started. I need to keep an eye on you. And you being here when I am is the best way." She paused, and added, "Well get the fuck in there so I can lock the door. We ain't open yet but there's shit to be done. You can start by counting up the boxes of cheetos. They're always a favourite and we probably need more."
     
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    Swift felt every muscle in her body go tense when she heard foot steps coming towards her, she could tell from the lack of noise that it was a CO. A CO would have keys, their radio would have constant chatter and their boots were much heavier then the standard white shoes everyone else wore. Looking up she swallowed the lump in her throat. “I.. I don’t under..” she was cut off when she heard the shutters opening, looking up to see Lensky talking to the women in front of her. So these women were part of Lenskys crew? An now she was part of it? How he hell did all of that happen. Looking up at Le sky she took the woman’s hand and got up off of the floor.

    Before she could speak she found Lensky cupping her face and kiss her, grunting in surprise she didn’t try and fight the woman, there was a point right now. Not when she had back up standing a couple feet away. Panting softly she shook her head as she tried to clear her head. “Yea.. They told me to keep quiet about the number” she grunted as she followed the woman inside, was it really going to be worth it? Was it worth it to be someone bunk warmer? Grabbing a clipboard with a paper and pen she quickly started writing down and counting the supplies, why did Lensky need to keep an eye on her, the woman had already made sure she had gotten breakfast, it didn’t make any sense.

    She could hear the other three talking, making comments here and there about her and about each other, Swift just tried to tune them out, she didn’t even know if she was actually suppose to be in here or if Lensky was just lying so Swift was stuck with her all day long.

    “Oooo I see we got a new stock girl, she’s a cute little thang isn’t she?” A gruff and low voice called out as she leaned against the window, she was a heavy set woman with short brown hair with patches of grey hair coming through, she was older, much older then most people who were in the prison, few people knew her as Samantha Hoff, most knew her as big mama and knew she had an appetite for younger and tinier inmates.

    “Hey little one! Turn around so big mama can get a look at chu!” Swift felt her lip twitch as she gripped the clipboard tighter refusing to listen as she kept working on counting the supplies. “Hey! I said turn around!” The woman slammed her hand down as she bellowed her demand. “It seems you picked up a little spit fire there Lensky, she doesn’t want to listen to a simple request"

    Turning around and walking over Swift just stared at the woman as she handed Lensky her sheet with all the chips counted, turning away and making her way over to where the chocolate bars where. “Oo deary me, that one does have some fight to. You better teach she needs to respect people in here or she isn’t gonna last long!” The woman called out as she pushed off the counter. “I want a Pepsi, three bags of sour cream chips and a Mars bar, an when you get your girl broken in let me know. I’m willing to trade some good shit if I can keep her for a couple hours"

    Now Swift was left to think, left to wonder if Lensky was going to teach her that she needed to respect inmates who ordered her around, or was she going to be passed around to anyone willing to pay Lensky for it. She hated this, she hated that everything was completely out of her control and in the hands of a women who didn’t care if she lived or died as long as Lensky got what she wanted out of it.
     
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    Lensky was at the back getting a box of soft toilet tissue rolls for Pele to stack on the shelf that was nearly empty, when she hear Big Mama Hoff arrive. "Shit!" she muttered and came back to the window, threw the heady box at Pele and strutted over to take the clipboard from Swift's hand. She glanced at it, then slammed it down on the counter, making Hoff jump back.

    "Fuck you Hoff. Don't push me. I tell you, right now, you can't afford this one. Am I clear?" That should be that as far as Lensky was concerned. She took a can from the cooler. two packs of chips and the chocolate bar. "You don't got enough for three packs. You need to get a paid job or get that whore of yours to send you some more from outside."

    Mama was about to protest, but the CO standing nearby who had begun paying attention when Lensky had signalled her unsubtly with the clipboard, came over, "Problem?"

    "No Miss Lee. just reminding Hoff that we charge a billion percent interest compounded by the second on our line of credit... So usually best to just pay up front, yeah?"

    Hoff shrugged and took what she had. If there was one thing everyone in the joint who'd been there a while knew, it was that you didn't cross Lensky or her psycho lackey Demona.

    Lunch came and They locked up, the three helpers out the front and Lensky escorted through the delivery yard again. This was the daily routine. Lunch was something vaguely resembling a slice of some kind of meat, battered and deep fried, French fries that were just about edible and some small, hard green balls that everyone assumed were meant to be peas but no-one had the courage to ask. Kew and Pele waited in front of the locked up commissary for Lensky to appear through the door labelled "No Unescorted Inmate Beyond This Point". The clearly expected Swift to wait with them. Lensky was hoping that Swift would sit by her at lunch, rather than sitting on her own like some damned fool with a death wish.
     
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    Swift jumped when the clipboard was slammed down on the small counter, her heart pounding in her chest as she tried to catch her breath. Looking at Lensky and listening to everything she said Swift was surprised, in a place where everything was bought and traded in every way possible Lensky wasn’t wiling to sell her off like some prize cow for cheap, apparently Hoff couldn’t afford what ever price Lensky had made up in her head. Part of wanted to ask questions, part of her wanted to know what the hell Lensky was playing at, but she wasn’t going to dare ask questions in front of her lackeys, she didn’t need to make Lensky look weak in anyway, not when it risked Swift getting smoked in the stomach.

    Demona smirked as she walked through the halls, they were empty. A few stragglers making their way to the cafeteria, it was the perfect time to enact her plans. The janitorial staff had a set schedule, which bathrooms they cleaned each day never changed, sure they might be a few minutes late here to there but it was easy to plan around. The bathroom Demona was going to was the least used out of the entire prison so it was usually left at the bottom of the list for cleaning. Going to the far back stall Demon pulled out a container of vinegar and set it down of the floor. Pulling out a cup Demons worked quickly to empty out the bowl, filling it with vinegar. The smell of the bathroom would mask the vinegar smell unless someone shoved their face into the bowl, which no one would ever do.

    It was a risk, leaving the bowl alone for a couple hours but the longer the vinegar sat the harder it would be for the correctional officers to deduce who had set the whole thing up. Plus, if she went down at dinner time most of the inmates would be fed, it would mean less bitching through out the night if the majority of people got to eat their meal.

    Tucking the container back under her shirt Demona made her way back to the cafeteria, making her way over to the kitchen she nodded her head to the staff member, handing them the empty jug. Moving to get in line, her hands tucked into her pockets as she glanced at Lensky giving the woman a soft nod.

    Swift hated the job already, why the hell did this place need for people working it. Lensky managed the door, Kew would be the one to grab and pack the stuff inmates requested and Pele kept the shelves stocked, Swift was just doing make shift projects. Sure she could count everything, but they were writing down what they were selling on a secondary sheet. She hated doing bitch work, hell she hated having to work, she missed being a runner. It was quick it was easy and she made way more money in one trip then working eight hours in this dump. When she finally go to leave the room she wanted to run and never come back, but she had no choice Lensky would be waiting for her back in their cell.

    So she followed the group to the cafeteria, hands tucked into her pocket as she stared straight head. As they made their way through the line and got their trays Swift sat down at the same table ad Lensky figuring it would be the safest place to actually eat her meal without the idiots bothering her, she dug into her food, almost inhaling it. It tasted like crap, it was cold in the middle but she didn’t care. Food was food. Looking at Lensky she took a deep breath as she turned to look at Lensky, whispering as low as she could so only the woman beside her would hear. “Is this how it’s going to be from now on? You lead I follow no questions asked? An if I ask the wrong question shit goes down?”
     
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