First, cleaning up

Lisa spent what seemed like an age curled up in the foetal position trying to process what had just happened. She was acutely aware of the sheriff's cum slowly oozing from her tingling slit and slowly drying on her skin, the sensation only solidifying her realisation that she would find no help from the law here. The man seemed content to let her be, a convenient captive for him to use to satiate his desires whenever he chose. She would need to find someone else to help if she had any hope of escaping.

Lisa was dragged back into the present by a noise behind her, the sound of Jimmy entering her room with a fresh tub of water. She sensed him hesitate before tentatively announcing himself. "M-miss Lacey? I've brought a fresh bath..."

Lisa groaned slightly as she rolled over and sat up, casting the young man a tired smile before patting the bed next to her. "Come and sit for a minute, Jimmy. I could use some company right now."

Jimmy looked like he was about to decline but Lisa put on her most pleading face, pouting up at him with eyes so wide he was helpless to resist. Once he had settled down awkwardly next to her, Lisa asked, "So how long have you worked here?"

"Almost three months miss Lacey." came his reply, his voice wavering and uncertain.

"That long? Well you're doing a great job." Lisa continued, hoping she didnt sound too condescending. "You must know just about everything that goes on around here, right? All the comings and goings?"

When Jimmy just shrugged Lisa decided to up the ante. She placed a hand gently on his thigh, causing him to jolt in surprise, but he did not move it away which was encouraging.

"You see Jimmy, I really need a friend..." Lisa went on, "and you're very sweet." Her fingertips began to stroke at his leg ever so slightly. "If you were to help me out, maybe find a way for me to sneak out of here when it's safe, well... I would do almost anything..."

With her free hand Lisa reached over and took Jimmy by the wrist, guiding his trembling hand to her lap and placing it high enough on her thigh that her point could not be missed, even by Jimmy. He stammered something unintelligible to which Lisa cooed softly in an attempt to soothe him.

"It's alright... I just want us to be friends." Lisa repeated as she spread her thighs slightly, Jimmy's hand brushing against bare flesh and causing him to almost pull away but Lisa quickly grabbed his wrist once more and held him in place, spreading herself further and pressing her wet folds against his long, bony fingers. This had the desired effect, the young man's hand opening and almost instinctively beginning to explore her recently used womanhood, causing them both to gasp.

"Mmmmm... that's nice." Lisa purred, "What do you think? Can we be friends?"

Jimmy grunted something that sounded positive, his fingers pressing deeper into Lisa's sloppy folds. The young man was either unconcerned by, or oblivious to the fact she was leaking the sheriff's load all over his fingers and in fact the smooth, velvety texture it gave her tender flesh felt wonderful to both of them.

Becoming increasingly turned on and eager to charm young Jimmy, Lisa lifted his hand from her crotch and while looking into his eyes longingly, guided his cum-slicked fingers to her mouth. She opened wide and licked at his fingertips wetly before taking one into her mouth and sucking. The effect on the awkward young man was instant, his face turning bright red as a shudder passed through him. A strange, strangled sound emanated from his throat and for a moment Lisa thought he might be **** before she spotted the large tent in Jimmy's trousers and the wet patch spreading around it.

The moment Jimmy's climax subsided his eyes went wide and his cheeks turned an even brighter shade of red. He hurriedly pulled away and rose off the bed, muttering apologies as he rushed out of the room. Lisa shook her head, smiling to herself at the encounter. Jimmy may not prove to be all that useful, time would tell, but she was confident that at least he liked her.

With a renewed sense of hope and a lingering buzz of arousal, Lisa set about cleaning herself up. Her next visitor surely wouldn't be far away, and with them she hoped, another shot at freedom.