Love Lockdown (ManxMan) (BDSM)

Chapter 1: Deep Shit

A/N: Adrien Sahores as Nick Serene. Enjoy and comment!

{Nick's POV}

I'm in deep shit.

Not because I got a ticket, got caught cheating, was fired from my job or stubbed my big toe against the couch. No, it's because at this very moment I am on a shuttle bus to Lanyard Correctional Center.

You heard me right. I'm on my way to prison. Which is total bullshit. I was framed to say the least, accused of murder and sentenced to prison without parole for voluntary manslaughter. Did I mention that I had to stay in this hell hole for 30 years?

Aren't I glad I had such a reliable lawyer? That was sarcasm. If I caught that traitorous son of a gunI would pummel him to the ground. Of course, the chances of seeing him ever again were slim.

This prison had a reputation for the amount of inmate fatalities. And seeing that I had such great luck (once again hint the sarcasm) I would probably end up in the oven before my sentence ended.

The bus came to an unsuspecting stop sending my body hurling to the back of the seat in front of me. I heard the cackles of a few of the other men on the bus. I slowly got up and set myself back on the seat with a groan. The shackles on my wrists and ankles clanked with every move I made.

The doors of the vehicle parted and then we were commanded to file out. The outside architecture of the correctional facility was intimidating itself, I could only imagine the wicked things it held inside.

Would I be abused? Raped or beaten? I've seen plenty of movies to know how this could end up and either way I would have to do something I wouldn't want to.

"Next."

I was brought out of my stupor as an officer nudged me forward. I let out a small sigh and made my way in front of the camera, with my height only reaching the 5'6" mark.

I was almost positive that my mugshot would look like shit but I wasn't complaining. I was fine with whatever hindered my arrival to my cell. One of the guards came up to me and removed the shackles from my limbs. I stood there in confusion; would they let me go?

I was then directed to a changing room to get into an ugly orange shirt with matching pants. I slowly peeled off my original clothing and slid on the prison uniform. It wasn't hard to catch the side glances one of the officers gave me. I made eye contact with him and he licked his lips and winked at me causing shudders of disgust to ripple throughout my body.

After getting into the uniform I was once again handcuffed, but the shackles for my legs weren't reattached. I was guided by an officer through the different blocks and winced as he came to a sudden stop, making me bump into him. "This is your cell," he announced while unlocking the gate.

Once it was open I was gently pushed into the room and the chains were removed from my wrist. "Your cellmate is at lunch, he'll be back in a few," was all the officer said before leaving the cell and me to my own thoughts.

What would the person I'd be sharing the room with be like? I sure as hell hope he isn't a fucking creep. Returning to reality I examined the cell. It was a small thing, holding the urinal and toilet in one corner, a bunk bed against the cement wall and a wooden desk with a lamp. I couldn't help but notice the books on the desk and slowly made my way over. Picking up one of them I inspected the cover, title and description and as ironic as it was the book was a crime novel.