Chapter 68
by 
Yelawolf
Does she accept?
She does
It'll be alright. Kyler tells herself, trying to push down the bile rising in her throat. She nods at the guard, her eyes never leaving his, trying to maintain some semblance of dignity. She can handle this, she's been in worse situations before. "Okay," she says, her voice shaking slightly. "What do I have to do?"
The guard leans back in his chair, a smug expression on his face. "Just a little...favor, that's all." He says, his hand still on her knee, squeezing slightly. Kyler nods again, her mind racing with thoughts of what that favor might entail.
The guard's office is cold and the fluorescent lights buzz above them. Kyler tries to ignore the clamminess of his hand as he leads her to the back of the room. There's a desk, a few chairs, and a coat rack with a half-open locker behind it. He locks the door with a click that seems to echo through the room.
"Strip," he commands, his voice low and gruff. Kyler hesitates for a moment, her heart pounding in her chest. But she knows she has ****. Slowly, she peels off her clothes, letting them fall to the floor. The guard's eyes roam over her body, and she feels more exposed than she ever has in her life.
The guard licks his lips, his gaze lingering on Kyler's breasts and the way her stomach muscles tighten as she breathes. She tries to tell herself it's just a body, that he's just a man with a sick fantasy. But she can't shake the feeling of violation as he undoes his pants. He pulls out his erection, and Kyler's eyes widen in disgust.
"On your knees," he says, and she complies, her knees hitting the cold tile floor. She closes her eyes, bracing herself for what's to come. The taste of his skin is bitter and sweaty as she takes him in her mouth, trying to ignore the way he groans with pleasure. She tells herself it's just for a few moments, just enough to make him believe she's going along with it. But as she starts to move her head, she feels his hand on the back of her neck, pushing her down harder, and she gags.
