Cell Mates (closed for KaosuMakoKino)

[RennyStyle]

"Inmate No. 56336, Wells, Tricia, for transfer to cell X-11." The transfer guard called out.

"You are inmate 56336, Wells, Tricia?"

She took a second to respond. She was still not used to being referred to as a number.

"Answer. Now."

"I am."

The sound of the sliding door reverberated throughout the high security floor. When it was finally open, the small platoon of guards escorted Tricia Wells past the line of metal doors, forcing the woman to keep a brisk pace in her leg manacles.

The tall blonde woman was still woozy from her trip. At 2 in the morning, she had been roused from her holding cell and shoved into a makeshift cage in the back of a van, where she spent 3 days and nights in unairconditioned agony as she was brought to this place... wherever it was.

This place was different than the last prison she had been in. She couldn't put her finger on why. It looked similar enough, but there was a strange smell, a strange atmosphere, and the guards who brought her in and deloused her before putting her in her new uniform acted unusually, as if it was their first day.

They passed 10 metal doors. She couldn't help but wonder who was inside. The windows were covered from the outside.

"Inmate 56336, your disciplinary hearing is scheduled in six months. Until that time, you will be interred here. Your phone, mail, and visitation privileges are suspended, your one hour of courtyard time will be supervised and you will be manacled, you will spend the remaining 23 hours a day in your cell. You will be subject to random cell and body inspections. Any infraction will be dealt with severely, do you understand?" She nodded.

Her entourage stopped at cell X-11.

"Inmate, stop. Face the end of the corridor."

Tricia did as she was ordered, turning away from the guards and looking down the long corridor. One guard unlocked her manacles, another put her number on the door, and a third clutched his club, ready to use it against her.

"Hands behind your head."

She placed her hands behind her head as the guards unlocked the metal door behind her and swung it open.

Tricia tried to take in her last view if the sun-filled corridor before these men shoved her into the dark cell.

 

[KaosuMakoKino]

Adrian Michaels - Prisoner 168345​

Adrian's pale golden-bronze eyes were narrowed as he knelt, seiza style, completely nude. He had quite a few scars over his body, but didn't give a damn. His 6' 2" frame was almost all muscle. This time, he was in for grand theft auto of no less than half a dozen highly expensive vehicles. A very faint smirk crossed his face as he rose to the balls of his feet. He darted quickly, seeing the guard lifting his club before his leg shot out, slamming into the guard's groin. Before the man's feet had left the ground, his foot snapped off a harsh kick that caught the guard under the chin, sprawling him on the floor.

"Rookie mistake, there... Michaels distrusts us, and he's respected by most of us since he's got a code," the senior guard muttered. Adrian sneered, as only his lower leg had actually slipped out of the cell as he'd noticed the guard had been about to brain the female prisoner.

He turned away, uncaring that his muscular build was quite intimidating. He didn't seem to notice that his manhood had grown hard to an impressive 9.5" long and 1.5" thick.​

 

[RennyStyle]

Tricia jumped in surprise at the sound of commotion happening behind her. She wanted to ask what was happening, but she knew better than to speak.

The guards assessed the situation as Adrian returned to his cell and decided that there was little reason to fight him.

"Right, inmate, inside."

Tricia was turned around and pushed into the cell. The door shut behind her and locked loudly. She was now trapped in Cell X-11, but she discovered she wasn't alone.

That naked, muscular form facing the window was too tall to be a woman. Tricia gasped. Did they lock her up with a man?

 

[KaosuMakoKino]

Adrian Michaels - Prisoner 168345​

Adrian's pale golden-bronze eyes drifted along the walls as he slowly half turned. "Strip, now," he said. His tone was cool and almost distant, seemingly unaware of the very stiff cock that was obvious from the sunlight streaming into the small window.

His tone made it obvious he expected to be obeyed. One thing he despised above all others were rapists and child molesters. He didn't tolerate them at all.​

 

[RennyStyle]

Tricia saw his massive cock, but couldn't believe it. It was far too large, far too thick. Was he planning on using it on her?

"No," she responded, clutching her zipper with her hand. She backed up to the door and knocked on it. "Guard!"

Her answer came back as she felt a club pound the other side of the metal. 'Quiet in there!"

"There's been a mistake," she tried to call out through the small letter hole in the door. "I'm not supposed to be in here."

"Another word out of you and we're coming in with riot gear. Now shut up!"

 

[KaosuMakoKino]

Adrian Michaels - Prisoner 168345​

Adrian's pale golden-bronze eyes narrowed as he snorted. "You think I'd fuck you? Possible, but the more pressing concern is making sure weren't raped," he said flatly.

He had no intention of revealing why he said that, nor why he disliked any sort of sexual assault. He rolled his shoulders as a smirk crossed his face.

"Besides, there'll come a time you'll eventually beg... and enjoy this," he said coolly.​

 

[RennyStyle]

"Well, I haven't been, and I don't intend to be. So you can just stay away. Besides, they just cleaned me, so I don't want to get naked in this filthy cell. And on that note, how about you dress up?"

She crossed her arms and studied the dark cell. There was barely anything in here. 23 hours a day for six months? She was going to go insane. That large cock might have been the closest thing to a distraction in this room, but Tricia was damned if she was going to find herself craving it.

 

[KaosuMakoKino]

Adrian Michaels - Prisoner 168345​

Adrian's eyes narrowed slightly. "Be thankful for my kindness. I don't have to be charitable, Princess. There are other inmates who are far less thoughtful and generous. They would be far more likely to enjoy your... body... than I. And, if you haven't realized yet, some of the guards see themselves above the 'common criminals' and are very likely to 'convince' you need their so-called protection... meaning they will take you. Being in here, you are under my protection. I can make it pleasant... or... a living hell, you decide." By the time he had finished speaking, he wore loose hakama pants rather than the standard jumpsuit. He didn't trust the girl at all, and, in truth, found her irritating. There was little he could do, as he had another two years in this cell to "enjoy". He resumed kneeling on the floor, uncaring of her presence. He was far from religious and spiritual, though he knew that he was very different from other people.​

 

[RennyStyle]

Tricia decided to choose pleasant, though she didn't say it out loud. She just shut up and sat on the metal stool attached the wall.

"So, this is a men's prison? I wonder why they brought me here. It can't be a mistake, they saw me, they said my name, it's in their paperwork. I don't get it. Why would I be sent to a men's prison?"

 

[KaosuMakoKino]

Adrian Michaels - Prisoner 168345​

Adrian spoke without opening his eyes. "It's supposed to be a 'new' prison with both sexes. Doesn't sound, act, nor look much different. Perverted, bloodthirsty bastards, and sometimes, the guards can be worse than the inmates since they can claim we 'assaulted them' or some stupid shit," he said said dryly.​

 

[RennyStyle]

"How bad?" The guards had been treated Tricia all right when she was brought in, but the threat of violence always seemed through the air. Being surrounded by all these men brought out their more violent sides. The guard with the baton made no secret that he would use it on her. She was worried about getting beaten, but the idea that the guards might take advantage of her was very unsettling. Tricia didn't know that she was the first female inmate to arrive, making her a point of interest with the other guards and inmates. She didn't appreciate how lucky she was to be in this cell and under scrutiny.

 

[KaosuMakoKino]

Adrian Michaels - Prisoner 168345​

Adrian simply leaned forward, the sun streaming across his back... and highlighting the numerous dark purple, red, dull yellow, and fainter brown bruising across his back and shoulders as well as several healing cuts and scrapes. "Sad how true it is that actions speak far louder than their so-called protection and apologies," he said said dryly.

It was fairly obvious that he was wary and distrustful of others at best and most likely antagonistic at worst. ​

 

[RennyStyle]

Tricia gasped at the sight. She immediately hovered over him, trying to inspect all the damage. She got up and grabbed the towel from the sink and soaked it under water, then brought it to his back and started running it over his bruises.

"When did this happen?" She felt his firm muscles beneath the cloth, his musky smell reached her nose.

 

[KaosuMakoKino]

Adrian Michaels - Prisoner 168345​

Adrian blinked, slightly surprised at the Princess'actions. "Couple days ago," he said dryly, thankful for the dark gray vest and white undershirt he usually wore in the yard. He knew there was some hand soap if the girl got the crazy idea of cleaning the cuts.​

 

[RennyStyle]

"Well, whatever you did to make them do this, please don't do it while I'm around. I don't think I could stand being beaten like this."

She continued rubbing him for ages, she couldn't keep track of time in the little room, but the sun slowly disappeared. She was lost in thought until the metal door banged and the window opened.

"Inmates! Stand up!"

 

[KaosuMakoKino]

Adrian Michaels - Prisoner 168345​

Adrian tensed as he sat up, his eyes hardening until they were like frozen amber. He casually glanced momentarily at the wall just above the cell door as he slowly skid on the undershirt and vest, hiding the severe bruising and cuts. He sneered at the door, rolling his shoulders as the door swung open with a clanking buzz that he found annoying.

He snorted softly as a dozen guards came charging in. He winced as one slammed his ribs hard with his club before a second struck him across the face from the right, the crunch rather unpleasant to hear. He was jerked to his knees before he felt the manacles around his wrists before a very faint smirk crossed his face as the the second guard jerked him to his feet. He tilted his head slightly to see the chain attaching his wrist and forearm to the Princess' wrist. He had noticed that the cuffs in this prison were longer and thicker, covering half the forearm and the wrist. Even through the glance, he could tell that they wouldn't be able to separate further than four feet from one another.

"You're going to the yard for a half hour, then the mess hall, then... back home to your home away from home, fuckers," one cocky guard said dryly, smirking. "Maybe we'll see how welcomed the new prospects are," he said with a leer at Tricia. Adrian sneered. "Oh? Welcome back, then... from your vasectomy," he said sarcastically before he kicked the guard twice hard in the groin, leaving him crying out in soprano before a snapping kick knocked out the cocky young guard. He shrugged slightly, glancing at Tricia. "See, Princess?" his tone was dry, those he seemed unaware of the darkening bruising across his jaw and right eye, which was bloodshot now.​

 

[RennyStyle]

The door to the courtyard opened and the guards pushed the two prisoners out. The sun was hidden behind the clouds and there was a chill in the air.

The courtyard was really only a small walled-in area, maybe a quarter size of a basketball court, with dead grass and dirt underfoot and chain-link fencing acting as a roof. There was a metal catwalk above, sideways, looking down on all these little areas. Tricia reasoned that there were several of these in a row.

"You just expect us to walk in circles for half an hour?" Tricia asked the guard at the door.

"I got other activities in mind for you, if you need something more stimulating." The guard shot back.

 

[KaosuMakoKino]

Adrian Michaels - Prisoner 168345​

Adrian snorted. "You have to grow a pair for that, asshole," he said gruffly as he didn't even bother looking at the guard, showing how dismissive of the 'authority figure' he was. He shifted his weight as he shifted his stance as if riding a horse, walking his body out on the pads of his fingers before lowering his body in a push-up, then retreating before repeating the movement.​

 

[RennyStyle]

Tricia grunted as he yanked her around. How was she supposed to keep up with him at this pace? She wound up crouching beside him as he worked out, the chains loudly clattering against the ground.

"You can't do that inside? I want to stretch my legs." Not that there was much space for her in there, her long legs would get her from one end to another in half a dozen steps.

 

[KaosuMakoKino]

Adrian Michaels - Prisoner 168345​

Adrian sighed softly as he rose to the balls of his feet. "Could, but you'd probably complain about the smell of sweat, Princess. They're too damn anal to realize that you... aren't going to just roll over for them, and I just don't give enough of a fuck about their opinions. Probably too busy screwing each other's asses to realize it," he said sarcastically before he heard the sharp rattle of the bolt of the automatic rifle the guard overhead held. His gaze flickered upwards before he exhaled softly, watching Tricia closely.​

 

[RennyStyle]

Tricia raised her hands carefully at the sound of the bolt. She didn't want the trouble she had seen before, let alone trouble involving guns. She kept glancing back to Adrian to see what he was going to do, knowing that their fates were bound together.

"If they really wanted to have their way with me, why would they lock me in with you?"

 

[KaosuMakoKino]

Adrian Michaels - Prisoner 168345​

Adrian gave no outward sign he'd even noticed the guard's intimidation attempt. "Doesn't matter now, does it? I don't tolerate rapists," he said dryly his tone cool and controlled. ​

 

[RennyStyle]

"You don't seem to tolerate anything, do you?" Tricia thought out loud. "Thank you though for looking out for me. I guess I'm lucky that they locked me up with you."

She let him resume his push-ups as she glanced upwards, staring at the sky through the chain link. Was this the only sense of freedom she was going to get for the next six months? Being stuck in prison for a crime she hadn't committed had weighed on her soul, but this was just cruel.

 

[KaosuMakoKino]

Adrian Michaels - Prisoner 168345​

Adrian smirked slightly. "I tolerate you, amongst other things. It's hard... knowing dark secrets the government would really rather remain hidden," he deadpanned. He hadn't revealed the reason why he was incarcerated. The car had been only one... rather deliberatel choice.​

 

[RennyStyle]

"Well, if they wanted to hide you, they certainly found the perfect spot." She crossed her arms as best she could with the manacles in her way. "I don't know what's around here. The van I was in had blacked-out windows. And I couldn't figure out how big this place was." She wasn't sure if that was going to be helpful, it's not like they were going to try and escape, but she thought she should contribute something.

"My name is Tricia, by the way. I don't think we were properly introduced."