Taylor is taken to her cell

Taylor was handcuffed and led away from her friends. She was very nervous to be in prison on her own, without Josephine to look out for her.

The guard, Jones, seemed like a nice guy. He was a tall mixed race guy with a square jaw, much better looking that the overweight perverts who were having their way with Josephine and Alexina at that very moment.

“First time, Hill?” Jones asked her.

“Yeah…” Taylor said.

“A word of advice. Your friends are pretty, but you’re something else. The prisoners here will eat you alive, and most of the guards, too. If you want to make it through the next two weeks, find one of the murderers and offer to be her bitch.”

They reached Taylor’s cell. Jones unlocked it and Taylor went in and sat down on the bed. It was rock hard and prickly.

“Of course, there’s always another option,” said Jones. “I could write to the parole board asking for your release to be bought forward due to good behavior. You’d be out of here in three, four days, tops.”

Taylor grimaced. She definitely liked the sound of getting 75% off her sentence, but she knew there was more to this offer. “What’s the catch?”

“No catch. You just have to suck my dick twice a day until you get released.”

Taylor was very tempted, but she remembered that the whole reason she’d been sent to prison was for a mission. “I’ll think about it,” she said.

“Well, don’t think too hard, because it expires tomorrow night.” With that, Jones slammed the door, locking Taylor inside her cold, uncomfortable cell.