I don't know how long I was asleep for but when I roused from my deep sleep I couldn't help but notice how terrible I was feeling. I was hot, heavy, weak and sore all over.

Sick

That's it, I'm sick. When I was finally able to roll over I remembered where I was. I dry heaved a couple of times before I managed to choke down the bile burning in the back of my throat. I couldn't tell what all was from actually being sick and what was from the stress of yesterday.

Footsteps approaching from the hallway had me on edge, I could hear an odd almost casual whistling. My fears were confirmed when Mal strolled into the cell with a concerned smile when he saw I was awake. "Hey sweetheart, you don't look to good. Looks like I have to drag you to the infirmary, don't want you throwing up on me later"

I flinched away from his grabbing hands but it didn't work, he wrapped an arm around my chest and hulled me to my feet. My legs were refusing to work, they would barely support me as he dragged me out of the door. As soon as we were out the door I could feel every pair of eyes on me, I felt like I was gonna puke and I could only do it over the railing. Hope no one was beneath us for their sake because I was not gonna be aiming when it happened.

Mal for his part was quiet while he dragged me towards… the showers? "I thought you said we were going to the infirmary." My voice was weak as I shivered at the cold sweat running down my brow. He grunted and wrinkled his nose at me "you're covered in sweat, blood and dried cum. Do you really feel up to explaining that to the nurses?"

It took a few seconds for my brain to catch up with what he said. Now that he mentioned it, I could feel the dry mix of bodily fluids crusting on my skin, it was itching like crazy and the smell;

I hurled over the railing, being that we were on the third floor there was little to no warning to anyone under us, Oh. I definitely got someone with that. I heard a chorus of 'eww' and a loud shout of "what the fuck?!" Mal burst out laughing at that, he leaned away from me slightly but that didn't stop him from enjoying what just happened. I shouted a weak apology to whichever poor bastard that I puked on but that was all he was gonna get from me right now.

"Oh that was good. I was gonna shove that guy's head in the toilet later for looking at me the wrong way earlier but you just saved me the trouble of having to do that" I grimaced at that but we were in the showers now and I have to admit that the sight of those old slightly moldy showers that never stayed hot for more than 5 minutes had me tearing up a bit.

I was so excited that I almost walked there myself, unfortunately the only thing that was keeping me standing was Mal's support, but I can't say that stopped me from trying anyways. Mal walked me over to one of the stalls that had a bench in it before shrugging me off there. Mal himself walked over to the stall next to me and started the shower for himself.

Taking advantage of the privacy this gave me I stripped down at a slow pace and turned on the water. When the warm water hit me I felt something in my body simply give out. I slumped against the worn metal divider that separated the stalls and simply let the water run over me. I grabbed the tiny bar of soap and started scrubbing my skin clean of the grime and abuse that coated me.

I couldn't get it all off though, I keep seeing this layer of filth that just would not come off of me no matter how much I scrubbed or scratched at it. I felt the water cooling down but it felt good on my hot skin. I was so focused that I didn't hear the shower next to me turn off, I also missed Mal calling for me, I did however hear the shower curtain being ripped aside and turn to see him frowning at me.

I jerked back more out of reflex than anything, he backhanded me hard across the face before he repeated himself. "I said turn off the shower and get dressed." I pissed myself at that, lucky for me the water was still running so it covered for me this time. I quickly turned off the water and toweled off and redressed myself as quickly as my weakened state would allow me.

Mal grabbed me by the arm and wrapped it around his shoulder and dragged me out of the showers, I felt shame bubbling up as we passed by many of the guys on the way to the infirmary. I knew most of them from past visits, they looked at Mal with fear and respect while trying to sneak a glance at his new bitch. The former king of this juvie.

We were going down the stairs towards the first floor to the when a guy covered in puke ran past us, my stomach gave a painful lurch at the smell but I had nothing to bring up, leaving me with a horribly case of nausea. "If you puke on me I'll make you eat it." He didn't mean it, I could tell from the tone of his voice but I could still pick up on the warning beneath it.

We were only about twenty feet from the infirmary when Mal stopped and sat me down in one of those standard hard plastic chairs. I was happy for the break, all that walking, even though most of it was Mal dragging me, had tired me out. Mal looked me in the eye, his face was hard and serious "you're sick. You want to get some medicine and take a nap. That's it. If I hear anything different then you'll be punished. Do you understand?" I nodded knowing there would be hell to pay, what he would do to me is a mystery but there's no way I'd want to find out.

Satisfied that I wouldn't talk he picked me up and dragged me the rest of the way to the infirmary. When the nurses saw me one of them ran over and guided me over to one of the beds then stuck a thermometer in my mouth.

"Oh Duncan deary what happened to you?" It was nurse Candy, she had always been pretty nice to me whenever I was in here. I could see Mal in the corner of my eye "Well Auntie I think I caught a bug before I got in here. I've been hugging the toilet since I woke up. How have you been?" She took out the thermometer with a frown and a sigh. "Oh things have gotten a lot worse as of late, we just had one of the boys come in with a severely dislocated shoulder. He has to have surgery to repair the damage, he managed to tear quite a few muscles in that weight lifting accident. He should have been a lot more careful."

I knit my brows at that. Mal was the one who tore his arm out of its socket not a weight lifting accident. I opened my mouth to say something but a small cough caught my attention, I glanced over to see Mal looking at me with a frown. He only gave the smallest shake of his head, barely noticable to anyone. I felt my heart give a momentary seize as I clammed up and looked straight ahead of me at nothing.

After taking my temperature Candy rushed over to one of the heavy locked cabinets and took out a number of pill bottles and a syringe. I felt my heart seize up again as I eyed the needle that was being brought my way. Even in my weakened state I felt a surge of energy that compelled me to get up, to get away, I have to- the sight of Mal standing right in the doorway froze me in place.

"Wow, this is the first time I've ever seen you hold this still for a shot Duncan!" I turned around to see Candy grab ahold of my arm and pressed that sharp needle right up against my skin. I saw everything go white; then black.

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Holy shit. Did he just pass out? I couldn't hold back the laugh that had bubbled up. Oh that's too good! I didn't think he was that much of a chicken!

I bit back the rest of my laughter and smiled at nurse whatever her name was, "hey since he's my cell mate would you mind calling for me when he wakes up please?" She smiled and nodded then turned around to deal with one of my latest victims. I always made sure to play nice with the nurses, otherwise they might make me take those damned pills like the last place.

I couldn't help but shudder as I felt the scratching. I know Mike is trying something again. I might need to go lay down and deal with this soon, can't have Mike assume control when I've finally found my newest toy. I took a leisurely stroll up to my cell taking my time and whistling my favorite song, anyone who was in my way quickly scrambled out of the way. That's right rats, you never want to challenge the cat that lurks around here unless you want to be ripped to shreads.

I walked into my cell to find that Jake had just finished cleaning. He shrank back as I strolled over to my bed, I gave the place a once over and smiled "good job Jake. Now get out." I could hear him scrambling to get out of my cell as fast as he could. I dragged myself up onto the bed and laid down and relaxed, closing my eyes.

I felt myself sinking down into my mind, it was almost like being pulled down slowly into thick mud as I waited to be fully submerged.

"I'm telling ya, you kids are making too much racket!" Chester grumbled. "Come on Chester, we have to keep moving, we need to find some way out before he comes back." Mike's voice was low and cautious. "I told ya I'm done walking! If you want to keep going then go but I'm sitting right here." "Shhh! Keep your voice down!"

I could see Mike trying to get Chester back to his feet but the old man just wasn't having any of it, we couldn't have that now. I felt myself materialize into being before them, Chester belted out a loud shout of surprise before falling back onto his wrinkled old ass, I pointed a finger at him and ordered him to stay put while I chased down Mike.

He made it all of 30 steps before I managed to pin him down and chain one of his legs to a large rock. He screamed as he went down before turning to look at me with an angry scowl, "what the hell?! This is my body! I'm the first! You can't do this to me! Let me go!" I smiled as I simply listened to him yell at me. He's starting to get good at escaping now but he didn't get very far this time. "Now, now, Mike. I know, you know you're just not gonna survive here. You remember what happened the last time you managed to take over? You got a severe beating and ended up in the hospital. I'm in charge in a place like this for our protection, you're going to have to accept that if you want us to get out of here."

I could see flickers of doubt in his eyes now before they hardened again. "You say you're protecting us but you're hurting these people! You're raping people! What's the new one's name? I could feel you getting off down here!" He looked at me with disgust, I blinked at that, I didn't know that the short time with my new bitch had started to bleed through the connection. Just something else I would need to tighten up before I went back up again.

"Well I don't think it will hurt to tell you about my newest sweetheart. His name is Duncan. Around our age, has a green mohawk, wears eyeliner and has a bunch of piercings. He has a bit of fight in him but he's already starting to learn the rules faster than my last bitch did." I smiled and brought up a window to show Mike. Mike turned a shade of green as he looked over my new bitch before looking back to me again. "What the fuck?! You know I like girls! How can you-?" He shuddered hard as he looked back at the image before him. I shrugged before answering him "a hole is a hole to me. Men are tighter then women and can endure a lot more, plus men tend to put up a greater fight and the struggle really turns me on. You also can't get them pregnant like you can with women."

He only gave an "ewww" in response but I was done talking. I walked around the bolder making sure to triple bind him down this time and kick away anything he might try to use to free himself again. I'd have to tie Chester down again then check on Svetlana and Vito before I could go back up. I don't like spending too much downtime, it's difficult to get up and out quickly. When I go up too fast I end up getting a migraine and that takes even longer to recover from.

"Mal … can ….. ake" Shit. I was only half way done securing Svetlana, nothing seemed to be out of place and she seemed to be too scared to try and do anything, I gave her a stern look before I focused my energy on waking up.

I opened my eyes to look at the ceiling of my cell just as I left it, I had woken up slightly faster than I had before without too much disorientation this time. I sat myself up slowly knowing that if I did it too fast I would end up face planting on the floor.

I shrugged off my drowsiness then climbed down to the floor before I started my way to the infirmary. As I walked past I looked up to the clock to see it was getting close to dinner time, I'd have to grab two trays for us before heading back to our cell later.

When I walked into the infirmary my 'queen' was looking a lot better, still a little warm but no where near as bad as he was this morning. "Hey there roomie, you feeling better?" I watched him straighten up before looking at me and giving a stiff little nod. "That's good to hear, I was getting worried about you." I smiled and turned to nurse whatever her name was and pointed at my bitch "is it ok if I take him back up to our cell now?"

The nurse smiled and nodded at me, "yes dear, he should be clear now,. Just make sure he gets a lot of rest, he should be back to his normal self by tomorrow." My sweetheart looked disheartened by that and sighed before slowly getting up and making his way towards me, it was so cute how he jumped when I placed an arm around his back gently. "Don't worry roomie, I got you."

It took us about 15 minutes to walk back up the stairs to our cell, my sweetheart was shaking like a leaf the whole way. I couldn't help but slip a hand down to grab at his ass with a snicker which had him jerking forward a few steps which had him end up at the door of our cell.

He stumbled in and soon after collapsed onto the bed with a groan of relief. I walked over and sat down on the bed next to him, he didn't do much, only turning to look at me tiredly. We sat there quietly for a minute before he spoke up. "I didn't say a thing. I took a hour long nap, took some pills and waited for you to come back to get me like you wanted me to." I looked at him for a long moment, trying to gauge whether or not he was lying to me but he just looked back at me with half lidded eyes, he was about to fall asleep again. I sighed then looked to the door getting up to go and order us dinner.

"I'm gonna let you have the night off so sleep well, your training starts tomorrow." He nodded back to me and before giving a shuddering yawn and closing his eyes to go to sleep.

That's right honey, get some sleep. You'll be needing all the energy you have to make up for skipping out on me today.