Bad Girl

Stress

The Baroness is distressed by the situation and you see some faint marks on her throat. 'Victoria.' you reach out to touch her cheek and she flinches. 'Sorry.' you drawback. The Baroness hugs you tightly which surprises you but you soothe her and rub her back through the dark silk dress. You take her hand so she accompanies you. 'Okay, you guys take the first round, alert me if there are any breaches.' you toss them Reynolds keys. 'Unlock the knife drawer in the kitchen, arm yourselves, Kat.' you call over to her. 'Can you take the first shift watching Reynolds?' Kat looks like she has just woken up from a trance. 'What? Oh, yeah.' Barb rolls over to you in her wheelchair. 'And just what will you be doing in all of this?' she demands. 'As if I need to ask.' she looks at the Baroness with disdain.

You glare at her. 'You protected my woman, don't get cocky baby, it doesn't give you a free pass for life.' You put your hand on the Baroness's lower back and guide her upstairs to the cell. 'What are we going to do? What are-' she's starting to panic but she stops seeing the cell. 'Oh yeah, I um decorated a bit before I decided on taking over the prison.' you blush. 'You did this? For me?' you nod and bite your lip. 'I know it's stupid, but I noticed you've been struggling with your back and I know you're used to nice things, not that this is nice, your probably used to diamond studded beds-' she kisses you to shut you up. 'A diamond bed would not be comfortable to sleep on, this will do nicely. Thank you.' she squeezes your hand. Sighing she looks over her shoulder at the cell door. 'What-' 'Hush.' you whisper. 'Don't think about it, I need you to get some rest, tomorrow I want you to design, let's give them something to talk about.'

You unzip her dress and leave out her nightwear for her, you turn your back to allow her to dress. Sure you've seen her naked but you feel it's important to her that she keeps her dignity. 'I'm ready.' You turn and she is naked her dark hair with a few gray streaks waving down to her hips, sometimes you wrong. 'What?' she smirks seductively crawling onto the bed in a cat-like fashion. 'Jesus I love you.' you rip your clothes off immediately to join her as quickly as you possibly can making her laugh as she rolls onto her back.

'I am trying! I didn't see a fucking riot happening did I?' Kat stresses over the phone as she paces back and forth outside Reynolds's cell. She hangs up and punches the wall angrily. 'Are we in a spot of bother Miss Evans?' Reynolds is tied up securely to a chair in the cell with a rag tied to his leg to slow the bleeding. 'Shut the fuck up.' she growls. 'Did we make a deal with the De Vil?' Kat stops pacing and enters the cell. 'What did you just say?' Reynolds smirks. 'What do you know?' she kicks his wound making him groan in pain. 'I know Cruella sent you here, I do not know why.' Kat runs her hands through her hair. 'She wants the Baroness to suffer, she's not happy about this newfound happiness she has established.' Reynolds raises his eyebrows and nods. 'You are back in here, under false charges of prostitution, what did she have on you to make you do that?' Kat shakes her head. 'Not your concern.' Reynolds shrugs. 'Okay, keep your secrets.

'I am feeling generous, get my keys, go to the admin office, and play the footage of Ms. Grace's untimely demise.' Kat looks confused. 'Who?' Reynolds rolls his eyes. 'Natalie, (y/n)'s lover, the tape is marked four dash one and makes for an interesting watch. I bet (y/n) would be more than interested to see what happened, you see I was saving that tape for a rainy day and well, it's fucking pouring now isn't it.' he laughs. Kat frowns. 'You better not be lying. And you better be here when I come back.' she warns and heads off downstairs. 'Tia, hey have you got the keys orders from (y/n)?' a tall skinny girl with dark eyes nods tossing Kat the keys. Kat heads to the admin office and finds the marked tape just as Reynolds promised, she places it into the device and watches on screen. 'Fuck! She did push her.' her jaw drops.

Kat watches the tape until the very end and then brings out her phone dialing fast. 'Boss, I've proof she killed that police guard, I think it will do the trick.' Cruella leans across her desk her chin resting in the heel of her hand as her other lazily clutches the telephone. 'Excellent darling, call me when it's done.' she drawls. 'Wait!' Kat sounds desperate. 'How is she? How is my daughter?' Cruella looks across the room at John who is tending to the infant. 'In the hands of my valet and more than happy. I told you darling do what I sent you to do and you will be reunited with your daughter in no time. I don't want to just take all the physical things from Victoria anymore, I want to break her mind. Do that and you and you and your beautiful daughter will be together and set up financially for life.' she hangs up.

Kat is stressed. You have always been like sisters to each other she has never seen you so happy in years this will destroy the Baroness but it will take you with her. She kicks the computer chair across the room in anger.' The Barones tosses her head back letting out a moan of pleasure as she rides your face. 'God I hope I'm not hurting you.' you slap her arse to tell her off and your tongue laps at her clit then slithers inside of her. 'Fuck!!!' you've never heard her scream that before you moan as you suck her clit. She presses her hands up against the cell wall slamming her hands down. 'Yes, yes, yes! God keeps doing that dear, uh, oh, yes god don't stop.' you can barely hear her though as her thighs are clamped over your head like earmuffs.