As the door slammed behind her, Bellwether jumped and eeped. She turned when she heard the door latch loudly, and the steps of the guards fade into the distance. Looking at the dimly lit table through cracked glasses and a blackened eye, she announced her inmate number. "Dawn Bellwether. Inmate Z-235344." She sat down at the table, her chains dangling from her feet.
"I know who you are." Leaning forward, Nick rested his elbows on the table. Bellwether jerked as Nick stood up. "I won't forget you. I think even after they inject you, and put you out of your misery, I'll still remember you." He reached into his pocket, and slapped a photo on the table. "Look at it, you bitch."
Bellwether flipped the photo over, and stared at the image of Judy holding all three children, smiling with Nick in the background giving a proud smile. "So, what's this? Proof that you kept the brat so I don't leak the video? You came all this way to make sure of it? Good to see you can follow directions." She started to laugh, but Nick's fist caught her chin, knocking her from the chair.
Straightening his uniform and flexing his bruised knuckle, Nick picked up the picture and put it back in his pocket. "Maybe you don't get it. I didn't come down here to show you that as some plea for you not to release the video. I brought it as proof that you lost. Judy and me are just fine. And we are happy. June, May, and Nym." He lifted her by her chains to her knees. "I wanted you to see that what you did to us didn't matter." He backhanded her, knocking her glasses away. "See, that one was from Nym. That punch was from Judy and the ZPD. And when that needle goes in, it'll be from everyone you ever hurt. But me, I want something different from you."
Bellwether waited for another hit to come, cowering away. Unable to see, she felt around for the chair to stand and escape. "You can't do this! I'll call the guards!" She touched the leg of the chair before a kick crushed into her side barreling her over. Wheezing, she desperately crawled from the source of the impact, hearing Nick's slow steps following behind her.
"Funny thing about the past Dawn. It always comes back to get you." Nick cornered Bellwether against a wall, standing over her as she curled into a ball. "See, Judy doesn't quite remember everything you did to her. But I on the other hand remember every detail. I have nightmares, every night about you, and what I could do to the people I love. I wake up in a cold sweat thinking about it. But that ends today."
The doors unlatched for a moment and the guard looked in. "Everything alright Officer Wilde?" She saw Bellwether cowering, reaching out for her assistance. With a satisfied hum, she stepped inside, holding a box. She ignored Bellwether's pleas, dropping the box beside Nick and patting him on the back. "Well I'll leave you to it. Tell the Missus Hi for me, and thanks for those Gazelle tickets." She shot Bellwether a grimace. "Get what's coming to you."
Bellwether's face went pale as she remembered those words. Before every jailhouse beating, after every missed visit by her attorney, each time her cell was vandalized, or when she was searched for a rough, deep, and humiliating contraband check, those words."Get what's coming to you." She stared at Nick as his opened the box, pulling a knife from the inside. The guard whistled as she stepped away, walking with Bellwether crawling at her heels "Wait, wait, wait! You can't just let him do this! I'm sorry!" She crawled faster as the guard widened her steps. Tangled in her chains, she kicked herself to her feet, trying to reach the door. She stumbled and fell, reaching up as the guard slammed the metal door shut again, loudly locking it. Yanking on the door, she cried out for help. She was only met with sound of the outer gates clanging shut, and the silence broken only by Nick's steps behind her. Turning to face him, she held out her chained arms in defense as the knife came down towards her. She screamed in fear, wetting herself and holding back Nick's arm. As her orange jumper's top was ripped in two by the slash, she looked down at her bare chest.
Nick ripped the scraps of the jumper free, yanking Bellwether's legs from beneath her as he cut the waistband of her bottoms, tearing the wet fabric off. He tossed the remnants of the jumper to the side of the room, then walked away from the shivering nude ewe. "I had a heck of a time getting this from the evidence room. But call in a few favors and you can get anything? Know what I'm saying." Nick took out a familiar sawed off shotgun and set it on the table. "Nasty thing to have around." He withdrew parts of a rifle and laid them out. "Oof, that could do some damage." Then the pulled out a large syringe. "Ah..that's the beauty I was looking for."
Bellwether scooted against the door as Nick presented the syringe, newly refilled with a deep blue liquid. As he set it down, she breathed a sigh of relief, then sat straight when she heard the sound of a zipper being pulled down and saw Nick's shape turning back towards her. Nick stepped closer to her, his foxhood fully erect. Unable to back up further, she raised her hands to cover her face, as Nick pointed his red tip at her. Her resistance was short lived as Nick brought the heel of his foot forcefully against Bellwether's exposed pussy. She doubled over in pain, Nick catching the scruff of her neck and jamming the length of himself down her throat in one motion.
Holding her steady as she began to gag, Nick raised her head so she could look up at him. "You puke on me, you bite me, you do anything I don't like, and I'm going to punish you worse than what you did to Judy." He pulled her head down to his hips, holding his cock in her throat as he threw his head back and enjoyed the feeling of her throat fighting him. Through her gargled cries, Nick heard her plead for help. He looked down at her, and pulled his cock free. Bringing his head close to the panting sheep, he whispered into her ear. "Be a good sheep, and maybe you'll get out of this in one piece." His hands rounded her neck as he pulled her close, driving his dick into her pussy, pushing the knot inside with one rough action. "Feel that? All of it? You liked it before. Why aren't you saying anything about it now?" He pumped once, pulling himself all the way out before driving back in, eliciting a yell from Bellwether as he bashed into her cervix. "I never got to tell you how horrible a lay you were. Judy is way better, even after two kids, she's just as vivacious as can be." He released her throat and let her finally take a deep breath.
Bellwether reached for Nick's face, feeling her insides turning into pleasurable putty. "How can you say you won when you are here, fucking me like this? You'll never get me out of your head." She started to smile, then puckered her lips, easing upwards toward Nick's lips as he pounded her deeply. "Comparing me to your wife like it matters. I still own you fox. " Nick's thrusts became more violent, the stretching pop of his knot flushing in and out of the ewe's wanting sex. Feeling her body reaching a fever pitch, edging on her first release, she pulled his uniform, searching for his lips with her own. "You are just a little pet, begging for a treat." Her lips were covered by Nick's hand as he forced her head back against the door.
Nick smiled as he cracked his neck, then slowly and tortuously pulled his length from Bellwether's knot widened hole. "I did that to remind you of what you'll never have again." He stood, his member wet and swollen, then sheathed himself inside his pants, the print still showing through. Wiping his forehead, he calmly walked away from her.
"No..no you get back here and finish! I was so close! Come on, you can't be done yet." Bellwether moved to her belly, fingering herself as she tried to reach orgasm, her gaped hole shivering and aching for a sensation that wouldn't come. "That's not fair! You can't leave me like this!" She crawled to his feet, tugging on his pants, trying to pull them loose before he shook her off and toppled her to her hands. Catching herself, she quieted. Her face went pale as she saw Nick raise the syringe from the table, then smile back at her.
"How many times are you going to get hustled, Dawn?" Nick pushed her face with his foot, and shoved her down onto her back. Standing on her leg chains, he pushed chest down, and brought the syringe against her asshole, painfully pushing it past her quivering resistance. As she started to say "Why?", Nick shushed her, then started pushing the plunger down. "Because I can."
Loading her with the full capacity of the syringe, Nick stood away as she clenched trying to hold it inside. She groaned as she grasped her bulged stomach, crying as Nick dug through the box. "You'll pay for this. I'll tell the warden, I'll tell everybody what you did to me. I'll...oh god..." Bellwether clutched her ass, as she felt the liquid coursing through her bowels. "Let me out of here! I'll do anything! Just let me go!"
"Anything? Okay then. I'm not heartless." Nick turned a chair around and sat. Rubbing his chin in thought, he pulled out his phone. "How about you smile for the camera?" His face disappeared behind the flash of the phone's light.
Bellwether tried to cover herself, but the sudden weight of the butt end of a rifle landing on her swollen abdomen was all it took for her asshole to give way. She cried in humiliation as the blue liquid shot forth, crassly and loudly spraying out at her feet. Her stomach began to shrink as more and more of the enema rushed out, leaving a puddle around her, staining her down. Bellwether laid on her side, the sound of her anus sputtering liquid and farting out loudly, accompanied by Nick's whistle and her sobs.
"Didn't know you had it in you Dawn. If Nym could see you, I bet she'd have a ball laughing at the funny lady." Nick laughed and replayed the video, turning it up so Bellwether could hear her whimpers as her butt fired out the blue gusher. Standing, walked past the huddled form of Bellwether, stepping over her pond. "Be a dear and clean that up." He knocked on the door, and as it opened gave a last look at Bellwether. "Enjoy your execution, bitch. And that one was from me."
The door clanged shut, leaving Bellwether weeping in her mess. She cursed loudly, trying to stand and slipping in the mess around herself. She took broken steps towards the weapons left behind, a slight empty smile on her face as she thanked Nick for his mistake of leaving them. "Stupid fox. You think I was bad before, wait until I get out of here. I'll string up your kids right in front of you and blow that dumb bunny's head clear off. Then you'll see. They'll all see." She braced herself with the chair, and looked ahead, her face drooping as she saw the red blink of a camera's light, illuminating a small yellow note attached to it. She snatched it from the camera, then struggled to read as it became harder and harder to focus on the letters. She heard her own voice, echoing in the jail, and then in the room. Bellwether fell to her knees as the television on the wall switched on, and she stared with fleeting understanding at the video of herself spraying the enema out of herself. Trying to look at the letter, and block out the sounds of herself farting out liquid and begging, the words escaped her by the second.
"By the time you read this, it won't matter. That video is going to be all over the prison. And everyone is going to see it. I'm guessing you think that it'd come back to get me though. But police cover-ups and all. Haha. You hurt a lot of people Dawn Bellwether. You almost took us back somewhere primal. You made me commit an act I would never do. You beat and tortured me, and destroyed what supposed to be an important moment in Judy and I's life. But you made one mistake worse than anything. You hurt my Judy, my daughters, my family. And that's just something I can't forgive. I'm going to guess that around this time you should be feeling that nighthowler enema eating at your senses. Enjoy the ride, and I hope you have a very nice life, how ever short it will be. Love...yeah right...Nicolas P. Wilde."
As the sounds of the prison's riot alarm went off, Nick pinned his badge on his chest and took out his phone. Dialing, he took a look at the prison, then slid his sunglasses down. "Oh hey, honey bunny. Yeah, I'm just getting off my break, I meant to call you earlier. I was thinking, maybe we let my mom watch the kids for a night. No, no reason. I just was hoping maybe I could bounce a bunny on my lap that won't pee on me. Haha, you know me. Lunch? I had one of Clawhauser's sandwiches. Nah, nothing fancy." As Nick turned on his cruiser and pulled away he blew Judy a kiss over the phone. "Share that with my girls, you'll get yours when I get home. Don't you worry." Nick hung up, then opened his photo gallery. He smiled as he flipped through the video and images of Bellwether releasing the enema, then he swiped again and smiled at the photo of Judy holding Nym and June, and himself holding May. "Daddy got even."