You let the cell door open.
"." You say. She looks at you confused for a second. "My name is "."
smiles brightly at you, the smile making your heart melt. "Hi, ." She backs away from the door a little bit, and you move into the room. She holds up her cuffed hands in front of her. "Since we're friends...?"
You take your keyring and remove the handcuffs. rubs her wrists carefully, still smiling at you. She glances at the hard floor, and goes over to the small bed, taking the pillow from it. sets it down on the floor by the bed, kneeling on it.
"Come over here, ," she says coquettishly. You hesitate, and you can tell she is sensing that you may be changing your mind. She reaches up and unzips her jumper, down past the jail-issue bra, revealing cleavage that isn't the most impressive you've ever seen, but that hints at what are undoubtedly some very nice breasts.
"Please, ," she says, a tone of pleading, with a hint of need mixed in. "Let me do this for you."
You can't resist her siren call anymore. You know it's probably just a combination of her acting skills, and your own weakness for a pretty girl, but you're falling for it. You walk over to her slowly, standing directly in front of her.
reaches out with a hand, pressing it against the front of your pants, where your erection presses back at her. She looks up at you, smiling, and then... |