I lay on the shower room floor curled up in a ball, tears streaming down my face I feel like shit. I take a deep breath and stand up on shaky legs, everything hurts but I pick up whats left of my pride and walk to a mirror to asses the damage. My nose is gushing blood but it's not broken, I have a bunch of bruises forming on my ribs and my face looks like someone took sledge hammer to it. Not as bad as last week at least, nothings broken so I stop the bleeding and put my uniform on properly before slowly sneaking out of the showers trying to blend in as good as I can but of course Jewl the prison whore sees me walking in the rec room and has to make a big show of it "What the fuck happened to your face you bitch!?"
A few guys who have nothing better to do stop to listen but everyone else could care less I shrug slightly "I fell" I mutter under my breath before pushing past the 5,8 man and making a v-line for my spot no one bothers me if I keep to myself. "Ha! Look at him scurry away!" Jewl shouts after me, I stop in my tracks the one thing that gets me so many beating taking over "What was that you mother fucking whore!!?" my rage. I turn on my heels and glare at him my hands fisting up. He smirks "Bring it bitch." I take five strides towards him and throw a punch he dodges it and hits me in the gut making my choke. "Bastard!" I choke out before ramming my knee into his gut, he falls to the ground and I take my chance, I straddle him and pound my fist into his face. The guards let this go on for a few more minutes before starting to walk over I stoop and spit on his face "Fuck you!" I snarl before getting up. Jewl's one of the only guys in here I stand equal to were both bottom of the pecking order and shorter, only difference he's a whore and acts like a chick and I try to stay away from everyone.
I jog away from Jewl and the guards to my spot, I stand my back against the wall and sitting down on the ground leaning my head against it, barely any of the inmates cared enough to look up but the one who did is Jewls...well Jewl's his bitch and he hates when Jewl gets a fucking cut never mind a broken face so he's glaring at me he nods towards the cells and i know exactly what's going to happen. I bite my lip before standing up slowly and following, knowing from past experience that's ten times worst if I don't . The guards let us by smirking they know what's happening just as well as all the other inmates. I walk slowly to Masons cell, I stand quietly in the door way "I-I'm sorry for what I did to Jewl...-i" Mason puts his hand up and I shut up instantly "You know kid, I kinda like you so I try to make sure you don't push my buttons but you just messed my favorite fucks face up and I hate fucking ugly bitches. So you know the drill." I take another step into his cell and the door slides automatic shut and locked, I bite back my tears while Mason strips us both and pushes me down on the bed. A few tears slide down my face and mason wipes them away with his thumb. "Shh baby I'll be gentle..." He kiss's my cheek and trails kiss's down my neck and collar bone, more tears start to fall and a few sobs wrack my body but it doesn't stop the 6 foot 5, two hundred pound man. It feels like he's crushing me but I can't do anything to stop him so I try to block it all out and in one quick movement he thrusts and I scream like bloody hell, he stuffs a sock in my mouth and I cry like a baby he doesn't give me time to adjusts he just thrusts, and thrusts and thrust.
When he finally cums inside of me and pulls out I gasp for breath, taking deep breath when he takes the gag out. I lay there for a few minutes before he says calmly "I'm done get out." I nod quickly and run out, its not hard to notice my slight limp so instead of going back to rec I walk slowly to my cell and lay down on my side wincing from the pain. I lay there, I stop crying and lay there quietly knowing that if Seth hears me he'll beat me for it. Seth is my cell mate he hates noise and most people shut up when he walks into the room he is easy the biggest baddest guy here. He stands 6,9 weighs close to two hundred and ninety pounds of sheer muscle, he has black hair and dark brown eyes he's gorgeous as guys go. I stay completely still as he walks in he chuckles knowing that I'm faking. "You sore boy?" I nod slightly "What?" He snarls.
"Yea, Seth I'm sore." He chuckles again before hitting the radio next to his bed, it turns on playing Thrift shop by Malkemore. I take a deep breath hoping he wont make me do anything tonight "How sore boy?" I take another deep breath "Very I hurt everywhere.." He chuckles and I hear him walking towards me I tighten up scared.
"Don't be a pussy." He snaps, I loosen slightly but slam my eyes shut. He sits on the edge of the bed and I go stiff waiting for him to hit me or fuck me. But all he does is turn me so I'm laying on my stomach and gently starts rubbing out my muscles and before I realise it a moan escapes my lips. Seth chuckles "You like it?" I nod another moan coming out, "Don't worry kid I'll keep it are little secret." And with that he gets up and goes to his bed and lays down right as all the lights go out and curfew starts. We all fall asleep slowly, but I keep thinking why the hell did he do that then it dawns on me he wants something he knows I can get.
