I wish Icouldremember, but I also know I would implicate myself if I could recall what happened. Right or wrong, self-preservation is everything, and I’ve always had a very strong sense of it.
“I have your record here. This isn’t the first time you’ve gotten into trouble.”
It wasn’t a question.
“Have you ever been diagnosed with any type of mental illness?”
“Bi-polar Hypersexuality Disorder.”
“Anything else?”
“No.”
Reviewing my record further, he finally speaks again after a few minutes.
“I hereby order you to report to the Office of the District Attorney, two weeks from today at 8:00 A.M., where a psychologistfrom both the prosecution as well as the defensewill analyze you. From there, I will review their reports and determine whether or not you’re criminally insane or if you’ll stand trial. Until then, you’ll remain under the state’s watch at the Powell Women’s Prison in Stoneham. That's all.”
He bangs his gavel, and the bailiff tells us all to rise.
ChapterTwo
BRYNN
Five Months Later
“Yes! Fuck. Me. Harder!”I moan as Finn grips my arms tighter, using them for leverage to thrust faster and sink his cock deeper into my pussy.
He has me bent over the desk in Dr. Lewis’s office. She is thetherapist assigned to my case, and thebane of my existence.She does nothing but try to ruin my life.
Last week, during one of our sessions, she started in on the fact that I had a less-than-stellar upbringing. She keeps wanting todive-in deeper—her words, not mine. I was so fed up with it, and I fucking snapped. I told her the only thing I would dive into is her ass with a strap-on.
She thinks I’m worthless, and she’s never had a problem telling me so. She’s hadme locked in isolation since then, and today is my first day out. I’ve had to live without some else’s touch for the past week. It didn’t make me very happy, and I couldn’t think of a better way to let her know I was back amongst the scum than to leave her a little love note.
And Finn is as crazy as the day is long. I didn’t have to ask him twice if he wanted to help me out.
I’d only been at Meadowlake Institute for a week the first time we hooked up. He snuck into thegirlsbathroom and pounced as I was showering. He came up behind me and shoved me into the half-wall separating the shower stalls. He folded my body over the cinderblock, shoving his fingers into my pussy and his thumb up my ass.Thinking back to that day increases my pleasure.
“Mmm,”hegrowlsin my ear.“I love fresh meat.”
Helicksup the length of my ear as he wiggleshis thumb, and it hasmy legs trembling instantly. He obviouslydoesn’tknow why I’m here.
“Oh,fuuuuck,” I moan as my breath hitcheswith excitement.
“What?” His look of shock amuses me. He’s confused as all hell.
I reach back and grab his wrist, moving his thumb back and forth inside of me.
“Fuck me. I’d prefer your dick, but I’ll settle for your fingers,allof your fingers. Feel free to smack me around a little bit, too.”
“You’re fucking crazy,” he laughs.
“Aren’t we all?” I throwback at him.
His dick hardensagainst my ass immediately. Removing his fingers from me, he pullsdown his standard-issue sweatpants we’re all required to wear and sinksinto me fast and hard. It hurtsin the most mind-blowing, exhilarating way. It’sbeen way too long.
Orgasms had been few and far between during the first couple of days in jail, and I felt as insane as the test results showed I was. I helped myself, but I could only do it at night after light’s out. I was used to several encounters per day. I was going mad until Sela moved in. I needed the touch of someone else for a change. My own hand wasn’t cutting it any longer.
She had been arrested for assault and battery in the first degree. She beat her boyfriend pretty severely after she caught him cheating on her. When she told me, I asked her if she liked being violent. It turns out she had an itch, just like me. We came to an agreement which suited both of us. From that moment on, she scratched my back, and I scratched hers. But as many times as we finger-fucked, smacked around,and licked each other into oblivion, there wasn’t anything that would replace the feeling of a cock lodged deep inside of me.