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Chapter 3 by RavenousLavender RavenousLavender

Should lauren threaten her cellmate or let her finish talking?

threaten your cellmate.

Her cellmate sure as hell didn't see Lauren as a threat and she knew the others wouldn't either. There was only one way she would come out of here alive and unharmed. And that was to make them think the exact opposite. She had to threaten her cellmate! After all most people in jail were nothing more than the stories nobody could check. All she had to do was make her story believable and she would be fine as well.

"I wouldn't be so sure about that." Lauren said the hatred clearly visible in her eyes. "You don't know what I did to my victim. I cut him open completely..." Lauren stopped for a second, trying to think of her next words. Her voice was shaky, yet she continued anyway. "He tried to resist. But that was when my karate came in handy. I threw him to the wall, hit him till he fell to his knees. Weak and in pain. It was then when I started working on him with my knife."

Her cellmate looked at her surprised, then a grin started forming on her face.

"Is that so?" She said still grinning.

"Yeah, so I wouldn't be so cocky, I can do the same to you. I might not have a knife here, but my hands work just fine." Lauren said, almost stuttering the last words.

Lauren's cellmate stood up from her bunk and started walking towards Lauren, hands shoved in her pocket. She moved so close that Lauren could feel the heat of the woman's breath on her skin.

"I don't believe you really did those things. Your stutter and face expressions betray your words." Her cellmate removed a strand of hair from Lauren's face and tucked it behind her ear. The woman continued while moving her hand in a caressing motion from Lauren's ear towards her chin. "However I don't like to be threatened. I was going to be nice to you, since you seem so fragile and all. But you've ruined that now. Since you are such a badass. Well... you can take me as a badass."

Before Lauren could even figure out what that meant she felt a sharp pain on her right jaw. The blow made her fall to the ground. Her cellmate had punched her. She held her hand on the affected spot. She tasted blood in her mouth, but that pain was not as bad as the sting of her tears, fear and shame. She tried to swallow the tears away.

"not so badass now, huh?!" Her cellmate mused, the everlasting grin still plastered on her face.

Tears were rolling down Laurens face and blood down her jawline. Her assaulter didn't seem to care. She leaned in for a kiss. Panicked Lauren moved her head to the side, but regretted that soon as she felt another slap against her face.

"Don't fight me." Her attacker whispered in her ear.

She then grabbed Lauren's jaw, Lauren winced from the pain. Her cellmate made Lauren face her and leaned in again. This time she was too afraid to do anything. She felt her attacker's lips moving around her own. And not long after that a tongue flicking against her lips. Lauren tried to keep her lips stuck together but her attacker **** her tongue inside and started twirling it around Lauren's.

Her assaulter now grabbed both Lauren's wrists with one hand, pinning them above her head. She moved the other towards Lauren's chest, brushing on her breasts just slightly. Lauren started to cry again and tried to resist by moving a bit. Her assaulter responded quickly by grabbing Lauren's throath with her free hand. This made Lauren stop her struggles at once. Afraid she might get choked. Lauren looked at her cellmate like a deer in headlights. A giant lump was stuck in her throath.

"Don't resist me, there's nothing you can do. Don't even think about screaming too, cause I will break your neck before the guards can even get here." Her cellmate whispered annoyed. "I will have you, you will be mine. And there's nothing your pretty little ass can do about it." Lauren afraid and a bit broken down still wondered why her cellmate wanted her so badly.

This train of thought however quickly stopped when her assaulter ripped Lauren's shirt over her head and stopped for a second to look at her chest.

"you really have a beautifull boozem." She said in awe.

Lauren just looked away ashamed. She had never done this with a woman, never thought she would ever want such an experience and then for it to happen in this way. It all felt ridiculous to her, like something that happens in stories not in real life.

The cellmate then unclasped Lauren's bra and started kissing her in her neck. Lauren closed her eyes as she felt a slight tingling blooming up and cursed her body silently. Her neck always was her weak spot, but she couldn't start feeling anything from this terrible person. After the woman had licked and kissed Lauren's neck for a bit she moved down towards her nipples, where she in the meantime had removed Lauren's bra. She started Licking and sucking on them. Her lips seemed so different than that of a man, it felt so much softer on her body even while it was ****. Lauren's entire body tensed and her nipples slowly stiffened by the sudden sensation. She wasn't sure if it was the cold, fear or even that she might've liked these soft touches that made it happen. All she knew was that she had to do something soon, or the woman would devour her completely.

She had only one option, scream! But Her attacker said she would kill her before the gaurds could help her. Or was she bluffing?

Should Lauren scream for help?

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