Chapter Nine – Cell Block G
She was pushed along the corridor, looking into the many cells filled with races she had never seen before. "This is where we keep smugglers and other criminals caught in the customs" the young guard said. "You'll be sleeping with a Ruvian, watch yourself" he said as he stopped in front of a dark cell.
The man unlocked the cell and said "Say hi to your new roommate" before pushing Jasmele into the dark cell, locking it behind her, only then to leave. A feminine yet seductive voice sounded from the dark end of the room "Don't even think about putting those clothes on", and the words made goosebumps shoot up everwhere on her still wet skin. "You're not going to get much sleep anyway, just put the blanket down on the ground". Jasmele didn't do anything but after a few seconds the voice roared "Do it!" and the sheer shock had Jasmele drop her belongings on the ground, and she felt a shiver go down her spine as she heard movement. "Turn the lights on" the voice sounded, and Jasmele didn't respond for a few seconds before stumbling around for a switch. She found a thread hanging from the ceiling, reaching out for it. "Pull it" the voice sounded.
Jasmele pulled it and the light almost blinded her initially, holding a hand in front of her eyes she tried to adjust to the strong lighting. A woman was standing in front of her, she was shorter than Jasmele by far, and had a more feminine frame. She was covered in dark brown fur, but only enough to cover all of her skin, it wasn't long or anything. Down behind her a tail was swinging around, long and cat like. Her face was covered in fur as well and her mouth slightly extended as if the jaw of a dog. She was pretty, but not in a normal way, she was unique. Her ears were long and draped down the side of her head, almost covered entirely by long curly hair. So far she didn't look at threat, but that was until Jasmele made eye contact with her. She had human eyes, but not friendly ones, they were dominant and strong. "Don't touch me or I'll break you in two" Jasmele said to the woman with the most confident voice she could muster. "Don't kid yourself" the wolf like woman said, taking a step closer she walked up towards Jasmele and sniffed in her general direction. "You smell clean… Good". Jasmele was not sure what the woman wanted, but she wasn't giving it out that was for sure. "Get over on the bed" the woman commanded, her eyes not moving from Jasmele's.
Jasmele didn't know what to do, but she took steps around the woman, walking over to the bed "Touch me and you die" Jasmele said, trying to remain confident and convincing. "Don' you know what I am? I am Ruvian, girl". Jasmele squinted her eyes, she didn't know what a Ruvian was, but she wasn't going to budge "Fuck off" she told the woman. The woman chuckled, the laugh turning into a snarl after a few seconds, she walked over and stared down at Jasmele on the bed "The guards don't care about any of us, they don't check… At all" she put her hand on Jasmele's shoulder and with that Jasmele sent her fist towards the woman's nose.
Her fist was stopped by forearm of the woman, and she forced her onto her back with a snarl. "Don't try anything you'll regret, I don't play around" and with that Jasmele felt the terror take over, she was helpless in the woman's grasp, how could she be this strong? Jasmele struggled, but the woman was holding her in place. "I suppose you've never heard of Ruvians…" the woman snarled. "We're from the dessert, and we live in tribal society's" she said, moving Jasmele up towards the pillow. "But most important of all, because of the extreme conditions we live in, we were blessed with only one gender, and the ability to plant seed and carry children at the same time".
Jasmele didn't understand why she was saying that "What do you want" she struggled in her grip. "It's not what I want, It's what I am going to take" the woman said, baring her teeth right by Jasmele's throat. Her mouth was full of sharp canines, easily able to tear someone's throat out. "If you do anything I'll kill you". The woman leaned back from her, resting on her knees, Jasmele was on her back looking up at her aggressor. "How do I get out of this situation?" Jasmele thought to herself as the woman removed her shirt, a pair of breasts fell out, slightly larger than Jasmele's. She believed the woman, if she tried to fight it she'd kill her, so she looked around for a blunt item to hit her with, but nothing was within reach.
The woman smiled "Don't be scared, it'll be better for you if you embrace your fate" the woman said as she pulled her grey trousers down. Jasmele couldn't help herself but to stare, as the woman removed her pants a thick and long flaccid member dangled between her legs, about the same length of her 0.7x8.1 spanner, which was exactly eight inches long, but this was a flaccid member. Jasmele clambered back onto the wall behind the bed holding her hands up "Please don't, I can't do this". The woman snarled "You're going to enjoy this if you just surrender yourself to me, I don't need to hurt you". Jasmele sighed deeply and let her guard down, and the woman took it as a sign, approaching her slightly. "Will this be your first time?" she whispered, taking a hold of her. Jasmele shook her head "I've had partners, but no one that resembled you in any way" she said with disdain in her voice. The member of the lady started pumping with blood, it throbbed and rose slowly, growing in thickness and length. It was hairless and smooth, a single vein stretching down to where the head began. The head of the member was thick and purple, with a slight indication of wetness. Jasmele didn't know the exact size of it, but it was way too big for any living creature, and as she felt the breath of the woman on her skin she two hands gently moving her.
Jasmele was dragged over, put onto her stomach before she was raised to her knees. Her head was resting on the pillow, as the woman gathered her legs and ran her hands over Jasmele's cheeks. She looked down along her stomach and down towards the gap between her legs, and she could see the woman positioning the almost log sized member right in by her slit. "Please… Don't.. At least be gentle" Jasmele said with a worried voice. She felt the head of the member poking at her slit, she gasped and gritted her teeth, preparing for the worst. "I'll be good, I promise" the woman said with a smirk. She felt her slit part for the huge member as the woman gently moved her hips, prodding the opening with a gentle push. Jasmele gasped and dug her fingers into the bed "Please don't" she begged once again, but no response. Jasmele was sure that it was only due to the fact that she was this tall and bigger than the average woman that she hadn't passed out, her privates were a lot bigger than a woman standing at 5'2, and she had had problems with boys in the past, but not a problem with anything being too large. The first two inches felt like someone splitting her apart, and the pain made her moan in pain, begging the woman to slow down. "Relax, you're going to make it" the woman said and with one movement slipped the roughly ten inch monster into the depths of Jasmele.
Jasmele screamed out in pain, trying to crawl away from the woman, but the woman held her by the hips, not letting her escape. It felt like the member had found its way into her stomach, but really that was just it poking against her cervix and the pain it sent through her was enough for her to scream loudly enough, so that the guards must've heard it. The woman thrusted against her, her pelvis slamming against the soft behind of Jasmele, her testicles clapping against the clit. Jasmele was sure she was going to pass out, and her body went limp in the bed, but the woman simply readjusted her arms to rest next to Jasmeles shoulders, before she started pounding into Jasmele, as she was spread over the bed. "You're tight for a tall girl" the woman spoke, her member wet with the juices of Jasmele. The pelvis of the woman was wet with Jasmele's juices, and the woman took it as encouragement "I bet you've never been with someone hung like this" she said with a chuckle as she clapped against Jasmele.
Jasmele had lost her will to fight, the past days had been so demanding, and in this moment she felt the urge to resist leave her, and she let her arm fall limp from the bed. Her fingers graced over something on the floor, it was cold. The woman was clapping against her so hard now that Jasmele was sure she'd have red marks. She wrapped her fingers around the item on the floor, just under the bed, it felt like a pipe, made of metal. Jasmele didn't need much time, she waited a little bit, the pipe in her hand, she knew that she had to execute this well.
The woman moved her hands up and spread the cheeks of Jasmele, moving a finger up towards Jasmele's back entrance, "We've got all night, I think this will be next" and with that Jasmele had enough, she moved her arm incredibly fast, turning her torso as she did, turning against her rapist. The pipe crashed against the temple of the woman, sending her head into the concrete wall next to the bed, adrenaline rushed through Jasmele as she stumbled out of bed with a bewildered look in her eyes.
The rage took over and she started bashing the pipe against the head of the woman, the crackling of her skull a sound that normally would be traumatizing, but it was sweet to Jasmele. She cried and swore, weeping as she beat the woman's head to a mess. The pipe slipped from her hand, a loud clank echoed out as it hit the ground, and Jasmele stumbled back against the wall, a tear rolling down her cheek. She sat down on the cold floor and cried, the hand of the woman hanging over the bed twitching as if there was still life somewhere in her. A single drop of blood was the first of many to drop onto the cold concrete floor, and soon a small pool was seeping down through the mattress and onto the floor, gliding down her arm.
Jasmele was cold, somehow she managed to get clothed and wrapped a blanket around her, she sat in the corner, the tears on her cheeks now cold. The darkness was her friend, it was safe in here for now, so she hid under her blanket, somewhat comfortable, at least she wasn't being violated or held at gunpoint. She passed in and out of sleep, the cold floor making the night hard on her, but the sheer exhausting was helping her catch a few hours.