Hi, thanks for choosing to read "Lights Out" and for giving me the opportunity to share my story with you. I would also like to say a special thank you to everyone who has left feedback on my stories in the past. Your opinion is very important and I really appreciate you letting me know what you think.
Been back in school and blah blah blah, haven't had time to get on and do anything. Updates on other stories: "And Sex at first sight"- To lazy to finish the chapter. "Aftermath of Innocence"- Didn't want to do it from the start so inspiration for that crap is gone. "Can't Turn a Hoe into a Housewife"- tried to change the direction of what I originally wrote and it got off track big time. One shot request…will get to them…eventually.
Chapter One: Life
April Mendes sat in the corner of her small cell and shivered not because of the cold but because of her nervousness. She knew that it was this morning that she would discover her fate.
Whatever she said, she was run in rings by the prosecution and the judge.
"But your fingerprints are on the knife Ms. Mendes," Mr. Otunga said as he paced back in forth in the courtroom.
"Of course it has my fingerprints on it. I used it almost every night to cook."
"To cook…and to savagely butcher an innocent man?"
She decided to defend herself by trying to claim she had no recollection of the incident, which was true. The prosecution lawyer did not believe her.
"So you claim to have passed out," Mr. Otunga sneered at her.
"Yes."
"Can you tell us why you passed out?"
"I went to a party with a friend of mine and I was drinking and..."
"So you admit to being intoxicated!"
"No, no! I drank soft drinks all night I swear! I think a man might have spiked my drink."
"A man? Do you know his name?"
"No..."
"Convenient! Do you usually spend nights talking to men whose name you don't know?"
She had spent the night preparing herself for the worst, convincing herself that she could cope in prison. And now she was awake on her day of fate. She still believed she could win the case, she had to.
She looked up at the courtroom. She was acutely aware of the interested stares of the dozens of people in the galleries on either side of the court. In the large center space of the courtroom were two tables – one on AJ's left for the prosecution and an empty one on her right where her defense should have been, had she had one.
The bailiff called everyone to order and the judge asked if the jury had reached a verdict?
"Yes we have your Honor." the head jury foreman told the court and the judge.
"Young lady, do you have anything to say for yourself before the Court pronounces your sentence?" The judge said as he looked down at the youthful girl trembling before him.
"I just want to say that I'm innocent and if I have to go to jail, there will be a deranged killer walking away from this scotch free."
AJ glanced nervously around the courtroom for support. Her best friend, Kaitlyn, looked down at the floor, while AJ's mother sat in the first row with a stricken look on her face. The parents of the victim were across the aisle, fixing AJ with evil stares. She turned back to face the judge.
"The brutality of this murder even for someone with a record as spotless as yours requires the sternest possible punishment. I therefore sentence you to life in prison, without possibility of parole."
The words struck AJ like a thunderbolt leaving her in a daze. Time seemed to pause and the courtroom around her receded into the clear fog of unreality. Her mind reeled as she tried to absorb what she had just heard. "Your Honor, please don't do this to me," she cried.
The judge brought down his gavel. "Next case!"
AJ was hustled out of the courtroom to the shouts of the victim's parents and the cries of her mother. "Should have given her the death penalty!" and "My baby!" rang in her ears as he was whisked into a waiting car.
The ride to the prison was awful with anticipation. The driver was a British guy named Wade. He tried to make conversation but it didn't work. All she could think about was what was going to happen to her in there. She also found it strange that she was the only one being transferred and not just transferred, transferred in a Mercedes Benz.
"Soo, Pint Sized Butcher," Wade said trying to once again break the silence.
AJ looked at him, her eyes locking with his in the rear view mirror, "Do you honestly believe I did that?"
Wade went silence as he kept contact with her eyes a little while longer before he slowly looked back on the road, "Nah, if I thought you did I wouldn't be transporting you in the backseat with nothing separating us..."
"I'm handcuffed so I couldn't do much anyway," she mumbled as she looked down at the cold shiny handcuff's that encircled her wrists, she could make out parts of the little skull necklace that hung around her neck.
"Well overall it sucks but if I had to go out for something I didn't do, I'd rather go where you're going."
"What do you mean?"
"The place you're going is a luxury prison. It's basically a hotel without room service and all that shit. Get to walk around the facility freely until lights out at 11. The food is gourmet and everything. The Warden is an asshole though."
Although she was extremely upset at her fate and out of tears to cry, part of her felt relieved at what she just heard.
As the car entered the gates, she saw the other women out in the courtyard. They all looked hardcore and she started trembling.
The car slowly eased to a stop and the engine halted. The driver's door opened and Wade stepped out slamming the door behind him.
AJ's heart stopped beating, and her lungs stopped breathing. Her entire body was listening raptly to his footsteps rounding the car.
He opened the car door and leaned in, "You can get out now," then straightened up, holding the car door open.
She looked up at him with little pleading eyes. "I don't want to go" She whispered tearfully.
He gave an exasperated little sigh, "I don't have all day."
She looked down at the ground and nodded her head miserably.
As she reluctantly stepped out of the car all of the women on the yard stopped to watch her. She avoided making eye contact and focused on the long walk ahead.
Wade led her into a narrow walkway between two fenced in exercise yards that led to a small office building.
"Yes," AJ heard a voice say as they entered the office, "this is uh Officer Cena. The donuts that were sent to the facility this morning were stale and I want something to be done about this matter..yes I'll hold."
Wade cleared his throat causing the man to jump in his chair dropping his phone, "John what are you doing in here? Where's Orton?"
"He's not here," John said looking from Wade to the frightened, trembling girl hiding behind Wade, "new entry?"
Wade nodded as he slid AJ's file across the desk, "Yeah, April Mendes. I picked her up from New Jersey this morning."
John stood from his seat. AJ noticed that he wasn't as tall as Wade but he had a very wide muscular frame. Normally she would be afraid of such a big man but this guy didn't seem very menacing at all.
"My name is Officer Cena." He said giving her a brief but warm smile. Then he read to her from the clipboard he was holding. He said, "Welcome to the Vincent Kennedy McMahon Womens Institution of Correction Facility or VKMWICF...for short. While you are visiting you will obey all orders given to you by the uniformed personnel of this facility. During your visit you will be under constant surveillance and attempting to pass contraband to the inmate population is a class C felony. By signing the bottom of this statement you are consenting to a search of your person and all belongings brought into this facility."
As he held the clipboard and pen to her she noticed that he was wearing a wedding ring. She held up her wrist showing that she was still wearing handcuffs.
"Oh yeah," he said as he reached in his pockets to retrieve the key. He learned over her sliding the key into the lock but not before giving a warning, "Don't try anything stupid."
She nodded and signed the papers.
"Now let's get you booked and to your room."
John then escorted her into a small examination room, "This usually isn't my job, we're short handed today but standard procedure is to have the prisoner remove all clothing, then have them spread their butt cheeks and vaginal lips, and then squat and cough..."
AJ gasped and stood terrified. Utterly terrified. Her face flushed at the thought of being exposed like that. She felt tears of shame gathering in her eyes.
"BUT," Cena continued, "I trust that you aren't hiding any drugs inside of either hole. Am I right?" AJ nodded desperately and he continued, "Good, we can skip that part all together."
John quickly went back to business, "Step on the scale, please." Still shaking, AJ complied, as he played with the weights and measures. "5'2, 98 pounds," he said as he wrote it down on his clipboard, "Tiny, not sure if we'll have your size."
She was then taken into another room where he asked her clothes and shoe sizes then issued her uniform, a form fitting white jumpsuit with a deep V neck that did no favors for her boobs...or lack of boobs. {Y'all know damn well that's a push up bra she wears on screen, those titties weren't nearly that big on NXT!}
Back in the office John scanned AJ's file. "Alright April Mendes or Pint Sized Butcher, all of the necessary paperwork has been attended to but I have one question that needs to be answered."
"Yes?" She said as she crossed her arms across her chest and leaned back in her chair."
"How in the hell did you manage to take down a 7 foot, 323 pound man?"
She shook her head, "I-I"
"I know you didn't but who did?" He questioned.
"I, I, I'm not sure," she said as she hugged herself.
John sighed. He hated to see this innocent girl live the rest of her life in a prison, "I'll put you in the WWE hall, sharing a room with Torres."
"Is she...nice?"
John nodded, "Well personally I think she is."
"Welcome to Cell Block WWE," John said as he slung his assault rifle over his shoulder.
Taking a deep breath, AJ walked slowly behind John, taking in her surroundings. The hall was one long hallway with many doors with a square window at the top nestled between white cinder blocks walls. There were decorations all over the hall; garland hanging from the hallway roofs, a big tree at the end, pictures of Santa and elves hanging on the walls. Yes, it was that time of year. The sound of Juicy J, "Bandz a Make Her Dance"{That's the song I wrote this story to, on repeat!}blasted throughout the hall. "That Wade guy wasn't lying about this place," she thought to herself.
John's black army boots collided with the cold classroom like floor. He stopped when they reached door 105. He inserted his key into the latch of the door before looking back at her. "Well, this is your new home."
AJ was nervous about who was on the other side of the suddenly intimidating door in front of her. John opened the door and AJ sniffed at the almost floral scent that wafted out into the hall.
Lying on a four poster bed with her attention deep in a book, was a beautiful woman with a blue Jujitsu belt proudly displayed over her bed.
"Torres." John called out.
Without looking up she smiled, "Hey bab-" she finally met his eyes and saw that he wasn't alone, "I mean Joh, Officer Cena."
He smiled, "You have a new cellmate."
Eve smiled at the girl who was now hiding behind John, "Hello."
AJ smiled and waved nervously back at Eve.
"Torres, Mendes, Mendes, Torres," John said as he stepped out of AJ's way, "If you will excuse me I have some unfinished business with Krispy Kreme Donuts. Lunch is in an hour."
Her brown eyes drank in Eve's things carefully organized in their room. Everything was organized by color. Her perfume was organized by shape and size.
"Eve," she said getting up and offering a hand.
AJ smiled, noticing how much bigger Eve was now that she was actually standing.
"AJ," she said offering her hand. Just then, she noticed the subtle differences in Eve's hands. For one, they were much softer, bigger, and most importantly they were tanner than the ones she possessed.
AJ nodded to the empty bed, "That one mine?" she inquired her brown eyes motioning to the unoccupied plain white bed. She could have kicked herself for how stupid a question it was.
Eve nodded "Yeah, but we can rearrange the room and whatnot. I like to people-watch, so I picked the one by the window but it's not a big deal if you want it?"
The room was a medium sized space. AJ noticed a door on the left of the room which she assumed was a bathroom. The walls were a boring grey color with many cold unforgiving cinder blocks. Eve's side was brightened up far more than AJ could hope to brighten hers. Eve had so many things everywhere and it made the room look bigger. AJ rested her one backpack that held a few comic books, family pictures and a few childhood items down on the other bed.
AJ smiled, a happy gesture that reached all the way to her eyes "If I had known I was moving into a college dorm room I would have come more prepared."
AJ couldn't help but to smirk at the pink bedspread on Eve's bed. It was excessively girly and somehow it was comforting to AJ. She hadn't known what she would have wanted her cellmate to be like but this was perfect. AJ flushed as Eve caught her looking over at her things.
"They offer little jobs in here and we earn money then at the end of the month we get to spend it at Wal-Mart so you'll have things soon enough."
AJ pushed back her brown hair before setting down the rest of her pitiful amount of belongings. She never really had much. Her family was poor and at one point, homeless but they had each other.
She squirmed a little in the awkward silence and decided to try and make conversation. "So what are you in for?" she asked not liking how lame and clique it sounded.
"I killed my husband…"
"What?" AJ said in pure shock as panic of being in a room with a murderer overwhelmed her.
"Self defense," Eve continued, "but of course I couldn't prove it. He never left bruises or scars. To the outside world we were perfect, I was the perfect trophy wife that smiled on the red carpet and he was the perfect…are you familiar with Dwayne Johnson?"
"The Rock? Yeah, he was one of my favorite actors. Some crazy bitch killed," she trailed off looking at Eve who had an eyebrow raised, "ohh."
"That crazy bitch would be me. He came home after working on a movie set for 4 months expecting me to welcome him with open arms but I didn't. While he was on set he was having an affair with Megan Fox. There were pictures of them having lunch floating all over TMZ. I knew about everything but I didn't want to confront him until he was home. I fixed his dinner and I questioned him about it and he became engaged. He attacked me; I broke away and grabbed a knife. I…I didn't mean to stab him in the heart, I was going for the shoulder as a warning that I wouldn't stand for his abuse anymore but he shifted just as I launched the knife. The knife severed his main artery. He was dead before the paramedics arrived."
"What about the trial?"
Eve scoffed, "What trial? Dwayne Johnson abusive? With that beautiful smile? Never! The trial lasted a day. Apparently I found out about his affair and killed him in a jealous rage. It didn't help that Megan testified that Dwayne allegedly told her that he said he was leaving me for her. They sentence me 15 years. I've been here for 4 already."
"15 years isn't bad compared to my life. I'll rot in this place. I'd never thought I'd say this but I wish I could die young."
"What did you do?" Eve asked curiously.
AJ swallowed and Eve took the hint smiling instead. "Well if it's any consolation, spending the rest of your life here in comparison to traditional prisons isn't that bad and we ladies on the WWE hall welcome you."
"What does WWE stand for anyway?"
"Wonderful Women Empowered."
AJ raised an eyebrow, "But you're criminals?"
"Well if and when some of us are released we will be Wonderful Women Empowered. I named it. Since I've been here I've been reading books that have helped me. I only wish I had these books when I was with Dwayne because I would have left his ass a long time ago. John, I mean Officer Cena let's me teach a class to the divas on Thursday nights."
"The divas?"
"Yeah we don't like the term inmate or prisoner."
"So we're WWE Divas?"
Eve nodded, "Yep."
"Make room ladies we got us a new diva today." Eve said as she sat down at the lunch table.
AJ cautiously sat her plate down, looking at the women who were staring at her. They didn't look as rough as the women on the yard but they didn't look like they should be taken lightly either, "I'm AJ"
"Hi, AJ," they all said in unison as if this were some kind of addict meeting.
"What did you do little girl?" A muscular blonde asked. She wore a crown like headband.
"I-I didn't do anything. I'm innocent."
"Aren't we all?" A second muscular blonde added.
"I believe her," Eve said smiling at AJ.
"You beliEVEeverything," yet another blonde said. This blonde was much smaller than the last two. "Maybe we should tell AJ what we did so she can feel comfortable sharing. My name is Kelly Kelly."
AJ tilted her head, "You're name is Kelly Kelly?"
"Yes, my first name is Kelly and my last name is Kelly. Anyway, I shot my pimp, Booker T. Then I stole his car and emptied his bank account. Got away with it for about a year but the cops eventually found his car that I dumped in the bottom of a river. Silly me, I left my driver's license in the freaking cup holder. Since he abducted me and put me on the streets when I was 14 the judge didn't give me the maximum. 2 years down, 8 to go."
"Ok," a bleached blonde said as she flicked her long hair over her shoulders, "My name is Maryse Mizanian and I'm from Paris."
Kelly rolled her eyes, "Since when has Paris been in Canada Maryse? You've probably never even been to Pa-"
Maryse placed her hand in front of Kelly's face cutting her off before she said anything else, "Look, bitch no one cut into your story so don't cut into mine. Now as I was saying AJ," Maryse said directing her attention back to AJ, "I was charged with armed robbery, been here a year, 4 more to go. If you're Eve's roommate, K2 and I are your neighbors, we share the bathroom with you two."
"Hi, my name is Layla," Layla said reaching out to shake AJ's hand. AJ caught a hint of a British accent in her high pitched voice, "Felony possession of cocaine, crack, heroin, meth, LSD, marijuana, speed, morphine, ecstasy, the date rape drug, and some of that stuff that killed Michael Jackson with intent to distribute."
"Wow," AJ said with a total look of shock on her face.
"It wasn't mine though," Layla continued, "It was my ex boyfriend Batistas. He had 2 strikes already and if he was tagged for this he would have went to jail for life so I took the fall. I got 5 years, I've served 2 already."
"So you sacrificed five years of your life for a guy?" AJ asked.
"Yes and I wish I didn't. He told me I would probably get a year if that long. The bastard dumped me as soon as I was sent here."
"My name is Beth," said the blonde who wore the crown headband, "What do you think I did?"
"I don't know," AJ shrugged, "maybe killed and/or assaulted someone?"
Beth shook her head and laughed, "Neither, tax evasion. 7 years, 3 and a half down, 3 and a half more to go."
AJ looked from Beth to the other muscular blonde, "Well if all she did was tax evasion, what did you do?"
"I went on a mass killing spree. In the media, they call me the Queen of Harts because I stabbed my victim one time only and in one place only, the heart. I'm Natalya or Natty…and I'm on death row baby!" She sounded very proud.
"And you?" AJ said looking at the pregnant African American girl.
"I didn't do anything," she said as she shook her head, "wrong place, wrong time. I found a gun lying in an alley; I picked it up, kept walking and found this homeless man's body. I checked to see if the guy was okay and got his blood all over my hands. By the time I turned around there were two officers behind me with guns pointed in my face. I've only been here 6 months of my 12 year sentence."
"Oh my God," AJ gasped, "You're just like me then."
Alicia shook her head, "Not necessarily, I was homeless AJ. At first I felt the way you do but then I realized that for the first time in 5 years I have a place to lay my head and 3 meals a day. My Mom died when I was born and my father gave me up. I didn't have a family but now," she said looking around the table, "I do."
"Aww Alicia," Layla said fanning her face to keep her tears in, "Don't make us cry."
"You're a small little thing," Beth said, "How much do you weigh?"
"When officer Cena weighed me the scale said 98."
"Did you say officer Cena?" Eve asked, "He doesn't usually do booking."
"Yeah?" AJ replied.
"So Orton didn't book you?" Natty asked.
"Who is Orton?" AJ asked. She recalled Wade calling that name earlier.
"Thank God!"Maryse sighed, "He's the Warden. Complete dick."
"Wow, she may actually make it safely through the night." Beth said.
"What? What's going on?" AJ asked now getting suspicious.
"I don't understand what Orton not booking her means…" Layla asked as she played with a French fry.
"Duh Layla," Alicia said rolling her eyes at her roommate, "If Orton didn't book her, Orton doesn't know she's here and he doesn't walk the halls so he'll probably never see her."
"I'm getting really scared here guys."
"What are y'all singing praises to the sky for?" Kelly said getting up to throw her plate away, "If it doesn't happen tonight it's going to happen eventually."
"But it won't happen tonight." Eve said firmly and glared at Kelly.
"Okay, now that we're alone what do you think about the other divas?" Eve said as she sat down on her bed after lunch.
"They're nice I guess." AJ shrugged, "I wasn't around them long enough to form an opinion but I can tell Kelly is kind of bitchy."
"Slutty would be more appropriate. She's sucked and fucked every guard in this prison. She was a prostitute so that is to be expected."
"And Layla? She seems nice."
"She's nice now but last year her and her old cellmate Michelle McCool gave us hell. Michelle was released last year and Layla has been nice ever since."
"And what about the Alicia girl? Will the let her keep her baby? How far along is she?"
"I don't recall her getting any conjugal visits…or any visits at all so I'll assume she was pregnant when she came in 6 months ago so yeah 6 months pregnant. She doesn't really like to talk about it. They will let her keep the baby but she'll have to move to the maternity ward. She's stated numerous times that she's giving the baby up for adoption though."
"Oh and one more thing. Who is this Orton guy and what is he supposed to be doing?"
"Are you a virgin AJ?"
"Yes…?" AJ frowned, taken aback by randomly being asked that question, "I was waiting until marriage but what does that have to do with anything?"
"Um, well you see AJ." Eve said starting to explain but was interrupted by a knock on the door.
Eve turned and saw slicked back dyed blonde hair and blue eyes peeking through the window, "Get away from my door Dolph. You know Nikki was released 2 weeks ago."
"But I'm not looking for Nikki. I'm looking for April Mendes."
'For April?' 'For me?' Eve and AJ said in unison.
"Yeah, you have a visitor."
"Layla, what the hell are you doing?" Alicia rubbing her baby bump as she watch Layla pace back and forth in the room.
"I'm looking for something Alicia."
"Something like what?"Alicia said as she raised her head and cocked a suspicious eyebrow
"Something sharp. By any chance would you have a nail file or razor?"
"Um, no."
"Shit." Layla said as she ran full speed into the wall, making sure her knee made contact with the hard stone. Pain shot through her leg as her ankle folded sideways and she fell.
"Layla, what the fuck?" Alicia said standing up.
"Ow," Layla grimaced in pain, holding the scarred and bleeding knee, "HELP…I NEED HELP." She screamed to the top of her lungs.
"What's going on?" Officer Brooks said as he looked through the window.
"Layla is hurt Punk."
Punk took out his keys and opened the door. "Ms. LayEl?"
He walked over and helped her stood up, "I hurt my knee Punk. I need to go see the doctor."
"How did you do that?"
"Look, that's not important. I need medical attention."
"Alright Maryse," The Big Show said as he opened the door to the meeting area, "You got 30 minutes."
"Merci Beaucoup," Maryse said nodding at Show.
Too many people were crowded into the tiny room. The noise was too loud for her taste. People were talking and were very animated, they were either very happy to see loved ones or they were having a drag out fight about unresolved issues. Everyone was too busy minding their own business to bother each other.
Maryse scanned the room for her husband. Amongst the sea of strangers she saw a familiar face. She ran to him and they hugged for a very long time. They cried and hugged and cried some more as they sat down across from each other.
"Mike, I'm so happy to see you. I've missed you so much."
"I know, I missed you too. I'm sorry for not coming sooner."
She reached across the table and grabbed his hands, their fingers entwining together in an intimate gesture. "As long as you came mon amour."
"I know you'll be mad, but I have to tell you…Flake ran away."
"What?" Maryse gasped, "How did you let him run away?"
"I installed a dog door so I wouldn't have to get up and take him out every time he had to piss or shit and I guess he went out one night and never came back in. I'm sorry baby."
"It's okay," she laughed, "he's already 50 in dog years so by the time I get out of here he'll probably be dead anyway."
"Oh, how could I forget," he said pulling out his iPhone and sliding it to her.
She looked at the phone and gasped. A fresh set of tears escaped her eyes as she stared at their daughter Maryssa, "She's so beautiful."
"Yeah, she looks just like you. It's hard to look at her sometimes."
"You have to send me print outs of these" she said as she thumbed through the gallery, "When will I be able to meet her?"
"In 4 years," he whispered harshly.
"What?" she said slamming the phone down on the table.
"You didn't think that I would bring our daughter into a prison did you?" He said raising his voice loud enough to draw attention from the couple beside them.
"But I've already missed the first year of her life. I don't want to wait 4 years to see my baby. She was only 3 months old when I went away she doesn't know I exist and won't know who I am when I get out."
"She knows you exist. I show her pictures and tell her about you everyday Maryse."
"But it's not the same. I want to see my baby Mike. Je veux voir mon bébé." She cried.
"Maybe you should have thought about that before you pointed a gun in the bank teller's face." Mike said through clinched teeth.
"But we needed the money."
"No we didn't. We both had jobs and enough to get us by."
"That's the thing Mike. We had enough to get us by. I didn't want my baby to have enough to get by. I know it was wrong but I did it so she could have a better life."
"You did it for her," he said standing up, "that's the most disgusting thing I've ever heard in my life. She's going to have to go 4 more years without her mother, that's not the better life I envisioned for her."
The revulsion on his face broke her heart. He started to walk away so she grabbed his arm, and with tears running down her cheeks said, "Please baby sit back down."
"Why?" He snapped, suddenly angry at her as he jerked his arm away. "I have nothing else to say to you. Don't hold your breath waiting on my next visit because it's going to be awhile."
John stood on the second floor balcony and smiled down at Eve as he watched her mopping the floor in her jumpsuit.
Once Eve had finished mopping the hallway, she stopped and turned back and rolled the mop bucket back up the supply closet.
"Torres, I need to see you in my office for a moment when you're done." John yelled down.
She smiled as she dumped the water out and stored the bucket away, "Yes sir."
"So I've been working on your release." John said dropping a stack of papers down on his desk in front of her.
"Really?!" she exclaimed and began shuffling through the papers.
He nodded, "Yeah, in the 4 years that you've been here you've excelled. I told them about all that girl power stuff you preach too. If everything goes well you'll be out in less than a year."
Speechless, she looked up into his eyes. She smiled that dirty little smile at him and came around the desk to hug him. "Oh my God, I love you so much John."
"I love you too and when you walk out of those gates, I'll be right behind you."
John grabbed her by the arm and pulled her into his lap. He gently pushed her hair out of her face and traced a finger down her face and across her jaw. He pulled her close and breathed deep, catching her scent of cedar and lilac, still the most amazing scent ever as far as he was snuggled in closer to him, her arms around his neck, her body pressed into his.
She giggled while he started pulling down the top of her jumpsuit, and she took the opportunity to undo his belt. They fumbled around in the chair before he stood and easily picked her up by the waist and sat her on the desk. He pulled off her shoes and pulled the jumpsuit from around her waist and down her leg and then just looked at her in bra and panties. He still couldn't believe this beautiful woman was his. He quickly shed his clothing and stood between her legs, his hands sliding across her soft shoulders. In seconds the bra was off and tossed over a chair. The panties followed closely behind.
They stared lovingly into each other's eyes, but lust overtook them quickly. He had to be inside her, now! She knew the look on his face and immediately turned to lean over the desk. She looked over her shoulder at him, wanting to feel him take her hard. She braced herself and felt him behind her, his hard cock sliding easily into her soaking wet pussy. She couldn't believe how wet and ready she was at all times right now. John wanted to take his time and make love to her like he usually did but the force was too strong and he started pounding into her, his cock hitting her cervix and causing her to gasp with each powerful thrust.
Kelly was passing by John's office and could hear the unmistakable sounds of sex. She started giggling until Punk shooed her away from the door.
Eve moaned loudly when she felt John go deeper inside her. She loved the feel of his cock stretching her, and she immediately began shuddering, her internal muscles clamping onto his cock. His thrusts were shorter now, constrained by the grip of her tightness.
John was leaning over her and felt orgasm quickly building. The thrusts became more urgent as he felt his cock close to bursting. His nails raked at her sides, and he leaned forward, grasping her neck with his mouth, nibbling as he began shooting jets of sperm into his love, his wife and hopefully one day the mother of his children. His cock continued thrusting, spending every bit of his seed deep inside her womb. He let out a loud grunt as her body spasmed beneath him.
He quickly recovered and gently took Eve in his arms, pulling her to his chest and sitting back into his chair. Their hearts pounded in unison, their breathing deep. He loved this time, holding her in his arms, his cock still buried in her hot, tight, wet pussy. He was happy.
She leaned back into his chest and reveled in the feel of him still inside of her.
Dr. Rhodes sat down on a chair in front of Layla and raised it up a bit so he was at eye level with her knees. She awkwardly adjusted her knees so that they were closed tight and sat a little nervous.
"Nasty cut you got there Ms. El." He smiled up at her and he reached his hand and put it on her knee, the pain made her jump slightly.
"Yeah," she shivered. She was only in her bra and panties. She had to remove her jumpsuit so he could get to her knee.
"I missed you Lay," He took his hand away from her knee and pulled his chair a little closer to her, he could almost rest his chin on her lap. "Where have you been the last few days?"
She smiled shyly at him, and spoke up, "It's only so many times I can injure myself in a week Cody. Punk was already questioning me and shit."
Again he put his hand on her knee, and started to rub it in a soothing manner. "Didn't you tell me you were studying to be a Registered Nurse before you got here?"
"Yes." She said smiling proudly.
"Well how about I convince Orton to let me hire you as my assistant since I need help in here. 300 women, I can't do it alone." He moved his hand to her right thigh spreading them wide. His hand slid up her thigh, feeling heat emanating from her crotch as he approached it. He touched her pussy. The juices had soaked through her panties.
"Oh Cody," she moaned, "that would be wonderful."
"I knew you would like the idea."
He pulled her close and they kissed hard, tongues exploring as his hands squeezed her ass cheeks still in her underwear. She wrapped her arms around his neck and sent her tongue into his mouth, her pussy absolutely on fire. He slid one hand up to the top of her crotch and slid it into her panties. His hand caressed Layla's entire bare ass cheek as they kissed harder, breathing heavily.
Layla found herself raising her ass, allowing him to slide her panties down her legs.
Her calf muscles twitched as he found the spot above her cunt. She gasped then screamed out uninhibitedly.
Cody's finger held her clitoris while he brought his handsome face towards her, breathing hotly upon her, dripping saliva from his plump lips. His tongue began to come out. He flicked his tongue expertly across her breasts.
His tongue felt smooth upon her as it massaged the cleft between her breasts and snaked around her belly button. Without delay he moved downwards towards the hot steaming slits of her cunt. As his tongue arrived on her aching cunt and snaked deep into her vagina, she began to feel that every part of her body was glowing, aching with extreme sensitivity. Every touch made her pant. His tongue was very deep within her now and she could feel it moving about in the recesses of her inner body. It was fucking her now, roughly massaging the walls of her vagina. Cody used it, like he might use his dick, to impale her, stabbing her at times gently, and at others more roughly, poking it into her rudest place. The friction of it caught her pussy lips, as it came and went, and his lips submerged them in his slurpy wetness, resting hard against her screaming clitoris, before pulling off and returning in repeated succession. She was being taken over. Her body was no longer her own. It moved with the tongue of Cody. The sensation of her cunt and her clitoris were no longer in her control. Nor did she need control because her orgasms were coming without conscious effort. She gave herself up to Cody's tongue. Only her mouth was her own for a little while longer. With it she could scream and pant, let off the steam that Cody's tongue would not allow out of her cunt.
"Fuck me, fuck me, please!" she cried, whimpering over and over. "I'm coming."
His eyes looked up and bored into her. She locked onto them as they moved with his head. They were strong blue-gray eyes, inflated with an almost demonic madness, as they drank in the clefts and tender curves of her body, fixed for a moment upon her round breasts, then next on her slim bending torso, the pretty stomach, the rounded curves of her hips, and then on her screaming face, raked back in ecstatic near orgasm, her neck and smooth healthy shoulders.
Then the orgasm broke upon her, riveting her like an out of control animal. Her head flung back, mouth open in empty scream. Her eyes seemed to see nothing and yet everything. Her hips danced upwards onto his tongue. Her juices exploding like fireworks against his mouth, which opened to take the splash, and along the tongue which devoured her. Now the screams of ecstasy came in sound. High pitched and deep, grunting, and then the words, "Coming, fuck, fucking, Cody."
"Yeah, I'm pretty well liked around here," Dolph said trying to make conversation with AJ as he escorted her to the booths.
"I'm sure," she said staring in distaste at his tan and blonde obviously dyed hair, "and you say your name is...Dolph?"
"Yeah, it's actually Nick but they call me Dolph, Ziggler, the ZigZag, the Showoff and Mr. Ziggles...if you're nasty," he said thrusting his crotch.
"O...k."
"And if you need anything...ANYTHING," he said clearly putting emphasis on the word anything, "feel free to call the Showoff baby. I'm sexy and I know it."
AJ couldn't help but to laugh at this douche as he took her to the cubicle.
AJ's heart dropped to the pit of her stomach as soon as she saw the man on the other side of the thick glass.
"I'll be at the door when you're ready to leave AJ," Dolph said and she nodded at him.
AJ quickly picked up the phone.
"Enjoying your first day AJ." Daniel Bryan, her estranged ex boyfriend hissed into his receiver as he glared at her from the other side.
"You did this you asshole." She said, "you killed Kane."
"Of course I did but you can't prove it." He smiled evilly at her, a hushed tone in his voice, "Hell you can't even prove that we had a relationship or that we know each other."
"Now I can, you signed in, jackass."
He shook his head and smirked, "Fake IDs baby, fake IDs."
"Why did you do this to me?"
"Being stuck in a sexless relationship for a year only to find out that you're being played can make a man do weird things."
"Dolph," she screamed getting his attention.
"Yes?" He asked in a confused tone as he neared her.
"You need to arrest him. He just confessed to the murder of Kane."
"Sir, she's mentally unstable. She cut the guys eye sockets open so he could watch as she butchered him."
"See, see Dolph. How would he know what I did to Kane. That information was never released."
"AJ," Daniel shook his head, "you just admitted to it. You said 'how would he know what Idid to Kane."
AJ jumped up and kicked the glass window causing Dolph to restrain her. "Let's go AJ."
"Let me go," she said struggling, "what the hell are you doing," she said trying to wiggle free, "don't let him leave."
"See you later AJ," Daniel said stroking his beard.
"I'm going to kill you, you Goatfaced motherfucker." She screamed as Dolph pulled her away.
"Officer did you hear her threaten me? I'm scared for dear life. AND I. AM. HANDSOME! Do you hear me AJ?"
"I wish I could wear my ring." Eve said as she twirled John's wedding band, rubbing the warm circle of gold with her thumb.
"You could if you wanted too." His face remained peaceful, his soft blue eyes glowing in the dimly lit room.
She sighed and stroked the side of his face, "I know but if I pop up with a ring, and the huge rock you bought me no less, they'll have all kind of questions and I, I just don't want them to know about us. They might start treating me different and attribute my leadership role as something I got because of you even though that's not the case."
John turned his face into her hand and pressed a kiss against her palm. "Just think in less than a year you can and we won't have to hide our marriage anymore."
Eve cupped his face and placed a soft kiss on his lips, "It's so strange to hear all the other girls fawn over how sexy my husband is."
"What can I say?" He shrugged, "They have good taste. How's your cellmate settling in?"
"I think she's doing okay. I'm going to take her under my wing."
"Poor girl. I read her case. There is no way she did that. She seems so innocent."
"She's very innocent indeed….if you know what I'm saying. By the way, is Orton here today?"
"Nope, he had some family shit to take care of at home."
"Good."
Kelly pushed her wheeled laundry cart down the hall. As she passed Orton's office she paused as she heard the sound of paper being balled up and thrown in the garbage.
His door was slightly ajar and although she knew she shouldn't have, curiosity got the better of her, and she peeked her head inside of his door and there he was. Sexy wasn't the word to describe this man. He was nothing short of an Adonis. Chiseled facial features complete with a strong jaw with a neatly trimmed beard framing it. Beautifully caramel tanned skinned, very impressive for a white guy. Piercing blue eyes stood out on his tanned skin.
He clearly wasn't dressed work. He wore a black V neck shirt that showed off his sleeve tattoos.
His piercing eyes shot up in a flash startling her, "Hey, heard a noise. I thought you weren't here today and I was making sure no one was invading your office during your absence."
"Good job Kelly baby," he smirked, "Come in...and lock the door behind you."
He pushed back away from his desk and waited, "I came in late. It's been a stressful day so you're right on time."
Kelly wasted no time kneeling between his legs. She quickly unzips his pants and pulled them down to his ankles revealing his long and thick cock that she quickly grabbed. His throbbing meat lay in her petite palm. It was smooth to the touch and grew and harder against her hand. She could feel the hot blood filing the tremendous tube as it pulsed against her flesh.
She drew her hands down his tanned thick thighs, lightly raking her fingernails over his skin, then pushed his knees apart. She teasingly nuzzled and kissed his inner thighs, alternating sides as she working her way upwards. She looked up at him, her eyes meeting his as she grinned mischievously then he felt her warm, wet mouth on his scrotum. He moaned and his cock twitched in anticipation as she took each of his testicles into her mouth, suckling them gently.
She released his testicles, "We got a new diva today."
"Oh really," he groaned, "what does she look like?"
He felt her delicate hand wrap itself around the base of his cock. She held it there for a moment, looking at it hungrily, then her pink tongue shot out and she licked along the underside slowly, moving from the base where her fingers were wrapped around it clear to the circumcised head, her tongue toying with the slit in the end. He moaned and twined his fingers in her hair. His cock twitched, expanding just a fraction more.
"Brunette, these big innocent brown eyes, really small tight little body." She continued to lick his hard shaft in long slow motions, occasionally twirling her tongue around the flaring head.
"Oh, fuck..." he moaned. "Sounds good to me. Name and Cellmate?"
Just at that moment she stopped her licking and put her lips to the very tip of his cock in a slow kiss, then her lips parted and she took half or his cock into her mouth in one stroke. He gasped wordlessly at the heat of her mouth on his cock. She pulled back until just the tip was between her lips, then began to bob her head slowly, taking a little more of his cock inside her mouth on each stroke until her lips touched her fingers. She took her hand away and went down on his cock once more and her nose was buried in the smoothness of his pelvis. He was impressed, never before has a woman been able to take him so deep.
She held him there for a long moment, her lips sealed against the base of his cock and her tongue fluttering on the underside of his shaft. She began to bob her head once more, pulling back until just the head was between her lips, then taking him in again all the way to the hilt. He felt the suction to his toes. He could feel the tension building in his thighs and as she began to bob her head faster, her delicate hand again gripping the base of his shaft.
He ran his fingers through her hair, stroking the blonde tresses gently as his breathing became more labored.
Suddenly, on the upstroke, she let her lips pop over the flaring crown of his glans, sending a shock of sensation through his cock deep into his pelvis.
"AJ and she's rooming with Torres." He nodded.
He gasped and his hands tightened in her hair and his thighs began to tremble with tension. She moaned and began to move faster as if sensing his impending climax.
She popped up once more, "So how are Sam and Alanna?"
At that moment he pushed her head away roughly. She looked into his eyes and the look he gave frightened her to the core.
"Randy?"
She saw his fist clenched and before she knew it one of them hit her hard in the nose; blood splattered on the floor, the side of his desk, and her white jumpsuit. Kelly saw stars in her eyes, and she clutched at her nose.
"Don't you ever let their names come out of your whore mouth again." He grabbed her throat and got a tight grip. She looked wide eyed as she struggled to breath.
"Do you understand me bitch?" She nodded looking at him, his eyes flickering with pure anger as he tightened the grip and then released.
After taking years of abuse from her pimp and other men who wandered into her life she was pretty used to this kind of treatment.
She sat up gasping for air.
"Good, now let's finish what you started." He said, his fist tightening painfully in her hair.
The hand in her hair pulled her head back, in one taught line, and she almost screamed, she would have, but his cock muffled the sound. He thrust his cock into her mouth, jabbing against her throat and she gagged.
Randy groaned in one long drawn out noise, and used Kelly's hair to pull her back and forth slickly over his dick. Choking her as it hit the back of her throat again and again.
"That's my good little bitch," he sighed the words softly, "that's a good little girl." His hips thrust forward sharply and she made a sharp muffled sound of displeasure. "Suck my cock." He continued to fuck her mouth, his cock getting harder as he moved, pulling little pained noised from her as he yanked on her blonde waves. "Suck it!" he groaned and thrust his whole body against her.
"Mm Mmmm!" Kelly struggled against him, scratching and pulling at his hand to let her go so she wouldn't vomit on him. He let out a deep, thick groan, and hot, salty wetness spilled out into her mouth, filling and choking her. His dick fell from between her lips and cum dribbled out of her mouth. He slapped her, hard across the face, and her head snapped up, staring angrily into his face.
"Now, now," he smirked, "You're spilling." And he used two fingers to slide that thick cum back into her mouth, then he gripped her jaw closed.
The darkness in prison was a different sort of darkness. All of your fears came to light. The silence was deafening.
"Eve are you awake?" AJ said as she turned on her side.
"Yeah, what's the problem AJ?"
"How did you sleep your first night here?"
"Actually AJ," she sighed as she thought back bitterly, "I didn't sleep at all on my first night."
"Did it get better?"
"Yeah, it did…once he found a new plaything."
"Wait, what?"
"Orton. I was trying to explain all of this to you earlier before Dolph interrupted. You see Orton is in charge here. He runs this place and everything and everyone in it. He has this little tradition called breaking in the new…" she trailed off as she heard all too familiar footsteps and keys rattling.
"AJ, hide." Eve said in a panic.
"Where?"
"Shit," Eve said looking around the room, "In my storage container."
"How am I supposed to get in there?" AJ whispered frantically.
"You're small and flexible. If you want to make it peacefully through the night you will shut the fuck up and get in the damn thing."
AJ crawled into the container and Eve put the top on it, she ran over and quickly spread AJ's bed, grabbed AJ's backpack and then climbed back in her own bed.
Eve rolled onto her side. She heard the footsteps slow in front of her door. A key was inserted into the hole and the door pulled open. The next thing she saw was light She put her hand in front of her eyes and let her eyes adjust. There he was standing there.
"Torres." He said as smirked at her enjoying the sight of her boobs nearly spilling over her bra.
"Warden." She nodded swallowing hard.
He looked at the other bunk seeing that it was empty and that the bed hadn't been touched. "Hmm, I was under the impression that we had a new diva."
"Well sir, I guess you got the wrong impression then." She shrugged.
"Stupid cunt" he mumbled in reference to Kelly. "Well I'll leave you at peace then Torres.
Goodnight."
As he turned to leave he heard a muffled cough. "What was that?" His head turned slowly, like a snake, as if in slow motion.
"What was what?" Eve asked raising both eyebrows.
"I heard a cough."
"Must have been Maryse or Kelly next door." her hands nervously fidgeted with the strap of her bra.
"No," he shook his head, "the sound clearly came from in here and I was looking at you the whole time and you never coughed so what was that?"
"I didn't hear anything sir."
"So you're going to tell me I'm fucking crazy Torres? That I didn't hear a cough."
"No sir, I'm not saying you didn't hear it. I'm just saying it didn't come from in here."
"Uh huh," he said stepping further into the room, "Well I hope you don't mind if I have a look around."
He paced the room. Looking under the bed, in the closet, in the bathroom…and nothing.
"Well Torres, I guess you were right. Must have been the blonde skanks next..." he paused noticing Eve's eyes watching the storage container.
"What's in the box Torres?"
She smiled nervously, "Uh well you know I'm the hall leader so Cena gives me the mass shipment of pads, tampons and midols for all of the girls."
He narrowed his eyes, "Pads and tampons eh?"
"Yep," she nodded. "I'm kind of sleepy soo…"
"Alright," he turned to leave and quickly turned back and headed for the container.
"NO!" Eve shouted jumping from her bed.
"Stay where you are Torres." He said holding his hand out.
He kicked the box and heard a rustling noise. He took the top off and saw brown eyes staring up at him terrified.
As she looked up, her dark, brown eyes met his piercing blue eyes. He was so handsome. Rugged, and much older than she. He had a standard low haircut complete with a beard, big, broad shoulders connected to two long arms that were decorated with tattoos. You could tell just by looking at him, he was a man who got what he wanted, and did NOT take NO for an answer.
He smirked, "Well hello there. I heard you were small but I didn't think you were this small."
He reached for her but AJ turned causing the container to flip on it's side. She quickly crawled out and jumped behind Eve for protection.
"Why don't you just leave her alone Orton? I'm sure you can find someone else to occupy you tonight. Kelly is right next door."
"I already had Kelly today..twice as a matter of fact. Time for something fresh…and new."
"Please Orton. The girl is a virgin."
His cock grew hard as he stared at AJ's tight body in her bra and panties, "You're supposed to be convincing me to leave her not persuading me to take her. Virgin. I don't remember us ever having one of those coming through here. This should be fun."
"Please," AJ said through tears as she peeked over Eve's shoulder.
The look of fear in her eyes mixed with her pleas made him harder, "I really don't think you have a choice."
There was supposed to be an epic Natty/Beth lesbian scene right here. They are a lesbian couple, (will be explained next chapter) but with Cody/Layla and Randy/AJ going on, I felt there was going to be a little too much pussy eating going on and my sex scenes tend to sound alike sometimes and I didn't want anything to be redundant so I'll save this one for next chapter. Continue on…
The walk to Randy's room was in silence. From time to time he would turn his head and gaze at her body, letting his eyes wanders down her soft, delicate neck, undressing her with his eyes, his cock bulging in anticipation.
He smiled then looked at her intently, "I know what I want and I'm not afraid to do whatever it takes to get it." She held his eye contact, knowing full well the meaning behind what he said.
He quietly opened the door to his room. He picked her up and carried her to the bed. He smiled when he looked at her curled up and helpless. Without a word he sat down and removed his boots.
He stood up, turned around and began undressing slowly, watching her tremble and seeing the fear grow in her eyes as she watched each item of clothing dropping to the floor, revealing a body hardened from years of training. Finally came the last piece, his thick, hard cock throbbing away. She squeezed the blanket under her with each hand and swallowed hard.
He approached the bed, grasping her by the ankles and pulling her closer to him. He slid his thigh between her legs and brought his body over her, bringing her face into contact with hers. She squeezed her eyes shut and pushed her small hands against his thick shoulders. He watched her face intently for a moment, taking her in. "Open your eyes."
Her body trembled and shook. "OPEN..." he screamed at her, "your eyes." She obeyed him, her brown eyes looking back into his.
He touched her then, just one fingertip dragged gently down her arm into her armpit. She shivered with the touch feeling disgust. Then he was caressing her through the cotton of her bra, fondling her breasts and the tautness of her stomach, and moving lower. She squirmed and shut her eyes.
"Please don't do this."
"Shhhh. This part doesn't hurt." He slipped his hand underneath her panties fondling the short, springy mound of hair on her pubis, "I don't like hair, next time I want it baby smooth," and then he reached lower, he slid a finger along the delicate skin between her labia. He probed that slit finding the tight little hole of her vagina and rubbed it teasingly. She tensed and squeezed her eyes shut. She bit back a strangled sob. He withdrew his hand and she heard him lick his finger.
He moved his hands under her ass removing her panties. AJ felt sick.
She bit her lips as she felt him settle between her thighs and sniff, "You know I always wondered if you could make a woman come if she didn't want to. I know you can with a man - the penis has a mind of its own. But, the clitoris … I always thought it was mainlined to the mind. If she was turned off, so was it. But you know, I found out that it's not true." His tone was conversational; he could have been talking about a game or the weather.
AJ gritted her teeth as she felt his breath rolled over her cunt as she waited for it. In a moment she felt his tongue moved up her slit, opening her lips until he found her clit.
"There was this one girl. One of the first … she was so scared she pissed herself, all over the bed. She couldn't stop crying and screaming - quite delirious, until I found this little spot. Like a control button if its worked properly." His voice was rhythmic and his tongue was finding time with the cadence of his voice, licking her clitoris gently, insistently. "You have to be persistent."
AJ closed her eyes and bit her lip then started whimpering.
"Yes, even when they cry, they can still come."
Once again his mouth was on her clit, he felt it growing beneath his tongue. His tongue was applying gentle, but broad strokes to her cunt's lips, her pussy small enough that each upward stroke of his tongue didn't miss anything.
AJ's throat was tight with fear and revulsion, she could feel the sensations being elicited from her body without her consent. How could she be feeling these things? She hated these feelings; she hated her horrible traitorous body. Her chin trembled and she took a ragged breath. The tension was building inside her. She could tell Randy knew what he was doing. She made small whimpering sounds and she could smell her own body juices as they escaped, defying her, wetting her.
"No, sto-," Her attempts to protest this highly irregularly action were quickly voided as Randy's pushed a bit harder with his tongue. She whined as more juices began to trickle from her cunt, soon dripping from Randy's chin as he continued to molest her sensitive flesh. Just when she thought he'd stopped, he leaned back in again, trapping her whole snatch between his lips, tongue sneaking around and rubbing her clit till it stood up.
Shivers went down her spine, making her eyes roll back as the pleasure waves rippled outwards, a strong need rising between her legs. Her breathing got faster, as a rising heat started to build, a tingling sensation in her clit and deep within her making her shake. He continued for ten minutes, growing stronger, then softer, letting her body rise and fall, getting closer and closer to orgasm but never quite reaching it.
It was too much when he took her clit between his lips and began to suck, forcing the sensitive little nub to engorge. She whimpered, not even her fear was holding it back. It took longer than it usually would for a willing girl because she was resisting but when it came she caught her lip and bit hard, refusing to cry out as the sensations surged through her.
She quaked in his grip, thighs clutching around his head and legs lifting to wrap around his neck. Randy rested his tongue on her cunt as she came on his face, applying a soft pressure to her quivering clit as a few more trickles of fluid dripped from her pussy, down onto his tongue and off of his chin. He simply held his mouth there, enjoying her muscle spasms, keeping her cunt within his mouth to taste her juices.
After a few more spasms, he let her rest, raising his head and letting a drop or two drip onto her stomach as he leaned in closer.
"A modern miracle," he said softly, lips falling to her breasts to playfully massage them within his mouth. She squirmed under his grip, making tiny moans as more orgasm aftershocks crept up her body.
Shifting position he crawled up to lie on his side next to her. He watched as she tried to collect herself, her face contorted with fear and humiliation and tears. He leaned down and kissed her, smearing her juices over her lips so she had to taste herself. Her lips were stiff and unyielding.
"Kiss me." He demanded sternly. She complied and he felt himself growing harder.
He looked into her eyes and she knew it was time. Her eyes squeezed shut and her breathing quickened as she felt him mounting her, "Now the fun begins."
"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" His ears popped with the volume of the unearthly scream coming from AJ's petite body, her pitch hoarse and panicked.
His whole body stilled and he looked down at her. He exerted his crushing weight onto her, making it difficult for her to breath. He put his hand against her face, with those heat filled eyes staring holes into her head. "Don't scream again, you won't like what happens" he shifted his hips, placing his massive cock at her opening. He taunted her, rubbing it up and down between her lips. "How old are you?"
"22" she choked out, sounding more like a sob than a number.
"22 years old, and never touched by a man." Her eyes widened at his voice, it was dark and cracked. He rubbed his cock into the separation of her ass sliding wetly between her cheeks, "I am going to hurt you. I am going to shove this inside of you and make you bleed all over me." He ran a hand over her brown messy hair, twirling a strand around his finger, "Would you like that?"
She shook her head, fat tears sliding down her face, falling like rain into dirt.
Then without any warning and with one hard stabbing thrust forward and an animal growl, Randy drove into AJ. He pushed his monster deep into her tight hole. She let out a shrill scream of horror and pain. The hot shaft surged forward, splitting her trembling labia, stretching the tender tissue around the thick cock. It plunged into her, forcing her open, tearing past the tiny resistance of her hymen to bury itself in her virgin depths.
AJ screamed at the first contact of the cockhead with her flesh, unable to look away from her defilement. Her voice rose in pitch as she saw and felt the shaft open her and drive in. When it ripped her hymen, her cry peaked and she threw her head back in agony. When her body jolted with the hard slap of his pelvis on hers, she lost her breath. Blood began to trickle down her thigh.
Now he was about 6 inches inside of her and it felt like she was going to be split open. She kept screaming and crying for him to stop. But he just laughed and told her she was a very tight little hoe and showed her no mercy.
The screams that came out of her mouth were like nothing Randy ever heard, long and deep as if her soul was being torn out of her body. He pulled his hard dick most of the way out and then slide it forcefully back in all the way, and then repeated that, again and again and again, slowly but forcefully raping her. Then he pulled himself out and enjoyed the sight. He looked down between her legs and could see the thick trickle of blood coming from her violated pussy, his cock glistening in the red fluid. Her eyes were slammed shut tight, and tears streamed down her face, her lower lip pulled back as she sobbed loudly. He held both her wrists with one hand and with the other he wiped the tears from her face.
He shifted his hips, ramming his cock into her and she screamed as he tore her even further. She cried out in pain and gave one violent struggle, battering at his face with her elbows. The tears falling from her eyes once more. He swatted her elbows away, with anger in his eyes and thrust into her, groaning low and deep.
She grunted in pain as each stroke made her pussy sting. She angled her hips away from him. Over and over he thrust his hard cock into her little pussy, ripping and tearing at her insides. "Holy shit," the noises of pleasure were ripped hotly from his mouth, as he slipped his hands against her ass and angled her hips off the bed, toward his body.
"Stop, please. It hurts," he didn't stop, but grew faster, his eyes filling with a new heat at every pained noise she made. "Please," she cried, "It hurts so bad." He grew faster, her head beating against the headboard behind her, "STOP."
"NEVER!" he hissed the words at her, and continued his hard pounding into her pussy, deep into her body, pounding harder and harder with every stroke. His stokes grew frantic and hot inside of her, and his breath came in deep groans from his body.
AJ held onto Randy's strong shoulders, knowing she couldn't fight him, no matter how much she wanted to. Her tender pussy was so sore, his thick, throbbing cock, stretching her virgin walls to the limit, filling her completely. The thrusts became more forceful, more urgent. His big, cum-heavy balls slapped against her firm ass with each thrust.
"Take it, AJ Take my cock" he panted, fucking her mercilessly.
As orgasm threatened to finish him, he slowed down, drawing out each thrust until he gained his breath and his control. AJ continued sobbing, but more quietly now, her breasts heaving up and down with each deep breath.
He fucked her slowly; drilling in as far as he could before pulling back only to impale her once more. "God your pussy feels so good." He growled throwing back his head as he impaled her over and over.
If she could close her eyes she would try not to focus on the pain but each time she shut her eyes, he would ram his cock harder into her. "Keep your eyes open. I want to see the look in your eyes while I'm inside of you." He said menacingly while he caressed her body. As he continued to move within her, AJ began to feel raw. After several minutes Randy shuddered against her and gripped her thighs tightly. "Oh my God. You're so goddamn tight." He praised as he came inside of her with one last powerful thrust.
AJ felt as if he would rip her in two. If this was what sex was like, she didn't want anymore to do with it. She tried to hold the tears back, but they escaped from the corner of her eyes. She didn't think she had ever cried so much in her life.
He sat up, pulling his cock out of her tight, sore pussy, getting out of her bed. She began to cry harder.
"Fuck, AJ, what's the problem now?" he asked, disgruntled. He climbed back into bed, pulling her fragile body close to his, wrapping his strong arms around her, caressing her back, "No one is ever going to touch you but me? Do you understand?" Wordlessly she nodded.
Later that night he stood over the bed admiring her motionless body. She was pretty, average but still pretty. Her virgin pussy had been so tight that he nearly came inside of her the minute he entered her. Blood and semen oozed down the inside of her thighs. The site of his cum on her body made his cock stir once more.
He knew that he had inflicted pain on her, but that couldn't be helped. He wanted her so damn badly, besides, she would grow accustom to him and his size. He might try to be gentle the next time, he decided. He smirked to himself at the thought of what lay ahead.
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