How Bad is Cait? (Vote)

Kwan soon falls asleep. Having just busted two nuts he was feeling loose and at ease. Even more than that was the enveloping embrace of Cait. He felt so warm and safe and loved. Even after such a stressful day he couldn't remember ever feeling better.

Cait continues to stroke and lightly kiss the sleeping feminine man she had just met. He felt so nice, he smelt so good, his warmth against her was most welcome. A feeling she hadn't felt in so very long. He was different from her previous lovers. For one he was so small! She was used to being with other beefcake types. Large muscular men who could go toe to toe with her. Usually sex was a struggle for Cait, a contest for supremacy. One she usually won, but a rough battle none the less. But this little guy stood no chance against her that way. He could only submit. It was nice...for a change.

He loved her. That's what he had said. From what she could tell he believed it too.

What an idiot! What a fool! Who the hell falls in love after one fuck? They didn't even know each other. And she treated him so rough. As if he was one of her possessions. But he seemed to like it.

Cait sighs. She was conflicted.

On the one hand she could use this. Having someone wrapped around her finger could be valuable. For one thing in the underground prison economy she would have the ultimate commodity. Anessa with her cigarette hookup was queen bee of buying and trading. But once word got out that Cait had a cock to trade, and a nice one at that, she would soon take over that side of prison life. There were a lot of lonely women here in Green Valley Correctional. If done right she was fairly confident she could keep Kwan's gender a secret for a while. She would make sure she got plenty of cock in the meantime too. Also, even if the truth was discovered, Kwan would soon be released. Probably even reach a fat settlement with the government over the mistake. Then Cait would have someone on the outside. That could be handy as she had a lot of unfinished business out there. Once she was released she might want a right hand man...

But...but...

She sighs again.

On the other hand...he was real nice. He felt real nice. He spoke real nice. He was such a pretty little thing. So soft and cuddly. She liked how he touched her and obeyed her. She liked his smooth flawless skin against hers. She liked the cute noises he made as she fucked him. He really was...

She shakes her head angrily. 'Fuck Cait, you can't fall for a little femboy like this. You can't fall in love! This isn't me. Prison's made me soft, ****, weak. Kim wouldn't last a month in my world.' She thinks. 'He's just a foolish boy.'

Just then Kwan lets out a soft sigh and nuzzles into her. She kisses his head and continues to pet her little man as she thinks.

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