Prisoner Transfer

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"Why the fuck do I always get the shit assignments?"

US Marshal, Melinda Martin slumped back in the chair she was sitting in. Her boss just looked at her and sighed as he shook his head. "Do you really want me to answer that?" He asked before taking a sip of his coffee. "Listen, Melinda, we both know why you're getting this assignment. You're still under investigation by internal affairs and until they complete it, you're on light duty. I had to pull a lot of strings just keep you on, got that?"

"Yes sir.." she replied as she looked at the folder with her assignment. "But prisoner transfer, really? Wouldn't it be easier to just have stayed behind a desk all day so IA can keep an eye on me like usual?"

"Perhaps," Marshal William Lodge, "But then again, everyone else is on assignment and since this transfer is a 'shit job' we thought of you." He face was dead serious.

Melinda couldn't help but smile, "It's not like I have a choice right?" She sighed as she pulled out the picture of prisoner Joshua Knox. He was involved in crimes since he was a teen and the older he got, the more serious his crimes got too.

The job was simple, transfer him from Virginia to Washington State. But because of his crime affiliations, the transfer was to be kept low key and done as quickly as possible but yet that still meant slowly. Because travelling low key usually meant driving. Driving from one part of the coast to the other was not Melinda's idea of a shitty assignment, it was just plain fucked up.

"He is expected in Seattle in no less than 7 days Melinda. You know the proceedure. Make sure he gets there. That's it. Simple. Now get out." William went back to his paperwork and Melinda knew better than try to ask him anything else.

At a very young age, Melinda knew she wanted to be in law enforcement. She joined the local police force as soon as she graduated high school. She also graduated from the police academy as one of the top female officers. After a few years on the force, she wanted more. So then she became a US Marshal. Now because of what happened just a little over 2 months ago, she was practically demoted to prisoner transfer....

"Fucking great.." she said under breath as she left her boss' office.

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Joshua was always taking advantage of people because of his size. He was a big man, even in high school he reached a height of 6'5", and built like Arnold on his best day. He used that size to beat on people around him to get what he wanted. In senior year he raped a cheerleader on his schools squad just to see if he could. Thus starting his life of crime.

He was never part of any type of criminal organization, Joshua did crimes simply because he wanted to. Most of his crimes were violent because he could. After the rape of Candy Moss, he went on to beat three jocks to near death and evaded police for two years while traveling across country on money he got from robbing gas stations and conveince stores.

He smiled the day he saw his crimes on the news and learned that he had become a federal case. A nation-wide manhunt went out for him. At that point Joshua went on a rampage just to see how much criminal behavior he could rack up.

By the time he was captured in a sleezy motel in Washington with the dead body of a whore on his bed, he had built up a sheet of 34 rapes, 12 murders, and 112 counts of armed robbery.

Shortly after being arrested it became clear that he would need to be moved secretly through the states. Thus he got wind of being transfered by a Federal Marshal, a woman marshal.

In his cell Joshua smirked and thought about all the fun he could have with this system.

 

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With the prisoner's thick file in hand, Melinda leaned against the specially designed black Expedition. She was reading through bits and pieces of the file and shook her head. There was nothing this guy didn't do. It amazed her a little bit. Why would one choose a life of crime?

Well, then again, if there weren't criminals, there wouldn't be those trying to stop them. It was funny how that worked out.

Before Melinda could contemplate more on it, the doors opened and out came 2 guards. They waited by the door with guns ready as a handcuffed male exited right behind them followed by 3 more guards. Something in the pit of her stomach said something was wrong about this. Even though she was assigned as the only officer to take him to his new destination, Melinda felt a little uneasy about it.

Of course she would be checking in with at least one marshal's office along the way but still.... She took a deep breath and opened the back door as the prisoner, Joshua, was lead to it. Melinda's dark shades hid her stare as she watched him get in and the door shut behind him.

The SUV was specially designed as an amoured vehicle with locks on the back doors, a steel screen securing the prisoner in the back seat so the Marshal didn't have to worry about him. The darkened windows were bulletproof.

Melinda got a few last minute instructions from the officers and signed off that she had the prisoner secured. Now, it was off for what she hoped was an easy, no hassle drive.

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Joshua smirked, it had taken surprisingly little to convince the guards to loosen the handcuffs as they took him to his escort. He only had to offer them the hiding spot of a few thousand dollars and they let him have his avenue of mayhem. He remained calm and a perfect model prisoner as they stuff him into the back seat.

He eyed the marshal that would be driving him to his new high-security home and he smirked. A woman wasn't surprising, a lot of woman had become marshals these days. But this one was surprising. She was beautiful and that made Joshua smile an evil smile.

"Well hello there beautiful. I didn't expect the government to offer me such a lovely last meal so quickly." He told her with a smirk.

As he sat in the back seat he fiddled with his hands, feeling the gloves come loose. He needed to bide his time and spring free when he could get at her weapon. Once her gun was his, she would be his to do with as he pleased. Not that he needed the gun to do that. He only needed her disarmed.

 

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"Well hello there beautiful. I didn't expect the government to offer me such a lovely last meal so quickly."

Melinda wasn't the least bit impressed and she didn't answer him as she got in the driver's seat and adjusted the mirrors, signed off on the time they were leaving. She reached for her blackberry and dialed the office.

After checking in and letting them know she was on her way, they were all ready about 20 minutes into the trip. The long stretch of highway set out before them. The SUV was hooked up with the latest gadgets and the GPS had estimated they would reach their first check point in 7 hours and 40 minutes.

She would glance in the rearview mirror every once in awhile at the prisoner to make sure he behaved himself.

 

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Josh sat in the back like a good little boy, biding his time. He knew this was going to be a very long boring car ride. Though he wasn't going to let it be boring for long. For now though he was content to just pester the Marshal with boring questions and annoying statements.

"Hey can we stop for a Slurpee? I'm dying of thirst back here. And I need to piss." He told her.

She ignored him for the most part. Especially when he told her things like, "Hey I bet it'll fuck your day up if I shit my pants right now." And he would laugh. "Come on baby don't be so cold like that. Talk to me I'm fucking bored."

All the while Joshua had slipped the handcuffs under his butt and his hands only sat behind his back as he pretended to still be captured.

 

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"Can you just shut up?" Melinda said as she stared at him through the rearview mirror, "We'll stop in a few minutes, all right?"

She heard his smartass remark but she ignored it by turning up the music. Her mind was occupied with everything that was going on. Ususally it wasn't good to not pay attention but she wasn't thinking straight.

It was more than a few minutes, more like 45 minutes later. A small gas station in the middle of no where, not an ideal place but it was something. She needed to top off the gas as well as let him take 'a leak.'

Melinda pulled up to a pump and shut off the engine. She grabbed a notepad and jotted down some notes before picking up her cell phone and dialing into the station. Melinda was talking to someone at the office as she gave some instructions to the old man to fill the tank before hanging up.

Opening up the back door, Melinda told the prisoner, "Get out, let's go."

 

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Joshua smirked as she opened the door and ordered him to get out. He loved an angry Marshal and she had picked the best possible place for him to make his move. Not only did she pick an isolated gas station on the highway, but she checked in with the home office before coming to let him out.

It was only a shame that the old gas clerk would have to die for her mistake.

She told him again to get out and he shook his head. "I'm cuffed and the seat belt is buckled. How am I supposed to get out?" He asked her. "Come on and unbuckle the seat before I piss myself." He urged.

He could tell that she thought about just letting him piss his pants and fucking it, but she also realized that it would be worse on her than him, for she would be the one having to smell his stale piss the whole damn trip. She groaned and leaned into the backseat to reach for the seat belt.

Joshua snapped into action like a snake coiled for the strike. His left hand came around and smacked her in the nose, not hard enough to break it but definately hard enough to stun her for a second. At the same time his right hand came around and jerked her gun from her holster on her hip.

By the time she recovered from the sudden pop in the nose Joshua had the barrel of the gun pressed to her temple.

"Don't fucking move, don't make a fucking sound or the last noise you make will be the sound of your brain splattering all over the front seat." He hissed at her. "Now I am going to ask you this once. Where are you holding your back-up gun? I know you cops like to have a hidden ankle or back holster on you somewhere, where is yours?"

 

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The whack to her nose caused her nostrils to burn and her eyes to water. The shock was also sudden and before Melinda could react and get her bearings, she felt the prisoner wrap his big arms around her and press her own gun to her head.

With a scream of frustration, she heard him ask for her back up weapon, "Fuck you!!" She shouted as she tried to struggle against him. When she felt the barrel of the gun press harder into her temple, Melinda relented, "OK, OK!!" She stopped struggling, seeing it was no use! "It's on my right ankle!!"

He was fast for a large guy, in no time he grabbed her weapon on her ankle and pocketed. She relaxed and needed to bid her time, "Look, OK...just take the truck all right?"

 

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Josh was pleased with this turn of events. The gun pressed against her temple took the fight out of her quickly. He smiled and leaned forward to look into her eyes. "You are lucky that I am in a pleased mood, otherwise I'd kill you and move on." He told her.

With his free hand he pulled out his open handcuffs and clasped one braclet around her wrist. Then he jerked her arm around and cuffed her hands together, squeezing the metal tight. He pulled the gun away and warned her, "If you make a sound it will not bring about any good for you or anyone who hears you." He told her, climbing out of the back and shutting the door behind him.

He glanced at the station where the gas attendant had luckily gone back inside. Josh smirked at his good fortune and climbed into the driver's seat. He thought about going wherever he choose, but he decided against that, wanting to buy his time before the federal government got on his ass.

He glanced back toward the marshal and asked, "So where is the next check point?"

 

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"Fuck you!!" Melinda yelled!

The cuffs around her wrists were cutting into her skin as she mentally bashed herself for not paying attention and allowing this to happen.

When he yelled at her again about the check point, Melinda knew she had better cooperate if she wanted to make it out alive. "OK, OK...it's in Hamilton..."

Perhaps if she could get her cell which was in her side pocket, he hadn't gotten that yet nor remembered it.

 

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Joshua smirked at the mirror and pulled out of the gas station, the trucks tank full. Perfect. He headed back onto the highway just like the Feds expected the truck to do and proceeded toward the hotel. Marshal Martin had done him a favor by programming the GPS with all possible stops.

"You planned this trip well. Thanks Marshal." He told her and laughed. "By the way I hope you're comfortable back there. I wouldn't want you to get a cramp wearing those cuffs."

He grinned back at her and said, "By the way I hope you are on Birth Control. You are going to need it." Then he started laughing.

 

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"By the way I hope you are on Birth Control. You are going to need it."

With another scream of frustration at just the sound of his laugh, Melinda positioned herself up on the seat a little more and lifted her legs up, her feet on the metal grill between the front and back seat.

With all her strength, Melinda started to kick at the grill while calling him every name in the book she could think of, "You fucking son of a bitch!" And as cliche as it sounded, "You're not going to fucking get away with this Prisoner!"

She continued to kick, not caring how much it pissed him off!

 

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Joshua remembered now that he should have buckled her ass into the seat. It was his mistake and he was paying for it as she screamed and kicked at the grate behind him. It was a fitting punishment and he figured she would tire herself out on the trip to the hotel and she'll be more docile. Just like a child who cries during the whole trip.

After a few hours Joshua pulled up to the Hammilton hotel and immediately took the truck straight into the basement parking lot. He grabbed Kate's purse off the floor and began to fish through it. He took out her badge and credit cards and stuck them into his pocket. Luckily he was still wearing his own clothing or this wasn't going to work.

He smiled at her and said, "Stay here."

He walked out of the parking garage and up to the lobby. The clerk smiled as she looked up and Joshua didn't smile back. He kept his face very calm but very serious. He flashed Kate's badge and pulled it away before she could read the name.

"I'm Federal Marshal Martin. I believe you are expecting me."

The clerk typed on her computer and nodded, "Yes sir, Mister Martin. You have a secured room on the second floor with two beds for you." She glanced around and frowned, "Where's the umm bad guy?"

Joshua smirked, "It's a woman actually. Real nasty one too. I left her in the car and will bring her up to the room directly from the elevator." He explained, "Avoids risk to the public as much as possible."

She nodded and gave him a understanding smile. "Well here you go, I hope you have a pleasant stay. Check out is ten am."

He took the key and went back to truck, smiling at Melinda who sat in the back with a raging look on her face.

He pulled out her pistol and opened the backdoor. "Come on. Stay quiet or I'll get very angry with you." He told her, grabbing her arm painfully and forcing her to the elevator.

 

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She knew she should've have done what she was told. But right now, Melinda was so pissed she didn't care. As they entered the elevator, she kept her struggling up but immediately stopped when he slammed her against the wall of the elevator.

Melinda stood there coughing as the air was knocked painfully out of her and his grip tighted on her arm, bruisingly hard it seemed.

"You really think you're going to get away with this?" she asked. "I swear I will kick and scream again as soon as those doors open!"

 

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Joshua smiled at her and put his hand around her throat. "I don't want to get away with this. I never wanted to get away. What I want is to cause as much destruction as possible before I get put away." He told her. "And if you dare scream I'll make sure your rape is as painful as possible."

He smirked, "Be sure that I'm raping you one way or the other. I can do it to you after your legs are broken, or you can cooperate and I'll make it pleasant." He eyed her body up and down and let a healthy smirk cross his face.

The elevator slowed to a stop and he gritted his teeth, putting the gun under her chin. "Not a FUCKING PEEP!" He hissed.

The doors open and he shoved her out into the hall, which was empty fortunately. He led her to their room and opened the door pushing her inside and shutting the door behind them, locking the door behind him.

He smiled and clapped his hands. "Alright baby! Finally play time." He told her. "I suppose I should cuff you to the bed, while I wash up. Otherwise you'll go running around the hotel screaming and I'll have to slaughter a bunch of innocent people to shut you the fuck up."

 

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"Perhaps you should just go and drown yourself, save us all the trouble!!" Melinda spat back at him.

Another push, this time toward the middle of the room. "So, what the hell are you going to cuff me to? I don't see what you could possible use...besides I don't have the keys.." she was biding her time and she was sure that he knew it.

The fact that she allowed herself to get the whole situation get turned around was something she never envisioned herself in. Melinda wanted to fight as much as she could against all this but knew that she could only push so far before someone got her.

This criminal, Joshua, was one heavy hitter. He was ruthless, according to the psych file, he was cold hearted and didn't give a shit about anything...and that scared the fuck out of Melinda!!

 

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Joshua smirked and walked toward her. His hand reached up and grabbed her by the throat. "Why do you want to make this hard on yourself? Look at me, look at your situation. Don't you think it would be smarter to make this easy and live through it rather than piss me off enough to where I just kill your ass and go about my day."

He let his hand fall off her throat and down her body, brushing over her breasts and down her belly. At her hips he found the cell phone in her pocket and smirked. "Oh well this is not a good thing to have now is it. But perhaps it'll work for me."

Joshua opened the phone and hit redial, knowing that the last number she called was the number she needed to call to check in with her superiors. He pressed the phone to her head and said, "If you want to live to see the sunrise you say everything is fine and you are at the hotel for the night."

 

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"If you want to live to see the sunrise you say everything is fine and you are at the hotel for the night."

Just as she was about to tell him to fuck off...someone on the other side answered.

"US Marshall, Virginia Department." came the crisp response as the other line answered.

Melinda didn't answer right away.

In a split second, Melinda thought about what she could possibly do to get those at the office aware of her being in danger. She thought about the procedure and if they were aware of what had happened. The local authorities would go on high alert, the hotel would go on lock down, some innocent people, including herself, could very well die.

Then again, he'd be caught...

Or she could go along with it, bide her time, yet still end up dead no matter what.

"This is Marshall Martin checking in." She swallowed hard as her eyes locked with Joshua's, "I'm at rendevous #2, turning in for the night. I will check in again on the AM." She tried to keep her voice as normal and calm as possible. There was an acknowledgement on the other end and then called was done.

Now, what was going to happen?

 

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(ooc: whyd you change the picture on me? I liked the blonde better.)

Joshua smirked and pocketed her phone. He reached into his pocket and got out the handcuff key that his contact in Washington had given him for this use. "That was good. As your reward you get to shower with me." he told her with a pleased smirk.

He took her cuffed hands and forced her into the bathroom where he opened tje shower door and pushed her inside. He laughed when he almost tripped and stepped up behind her. "Seeing as how you'd attract too much attention topless, I won't tear your top from your Body. So I am going to uncuff one hand and you will pull your shirt off. Then I'm recuffing you to the handicap rail on the shower wall. Do you understand? There are no guns or other weapons in her so if you strike Out at me you better hope you are stronger than me or it won't go too good for you."

Satisfied that she would comply, Joshua unlocked one cuff and freed her hands for the moment.

 

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(ooc: whyd you change the picture on me? I liked the blonde better.)

OOC: I don't know what you're talking about. Its the same picture from the start of the thread

When the cuff was unlocked, Melinda couldn't help but have a look of relief on her face as the blood flowed freely back to her fingers with no constriction. She shook her hand as it started to tingle a little.

Before she could even think of fighting, he was removing her top, which seemed to unbutton rather easily. Underneath, she wore a black lace bra.

It finally occured to Melinda what could happen...what was about to happen. She spoke to him, her voice in a slight tremble, "Look, please don't do this...I'll do what ever you want, get you where you need to go, just don't touch me.."

 

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Joshua stood there for a moment and admired her heaving breasts tight within the confines of her bra. He heard her beg for him not to do this, anything but this and that made him smile. Once he had her body, once he took her, she would be defeated, his to do with as he willed and throw her away when he was finished.

He reached out and cupped her breast in his big hand. "Not bad, firm, perky...little small for me but I can make do." He told her, ignoring her protest. He grabbed the front of her bra and tore it apart letting her tits spring free. Then he took her arm and pulled it to the bar and cuffed her to it.

His hands trailed along the edge of her pants smiling, "It's a shame your a cop, you got the body of a model." He unfastened her pants and let them fall loosely to her knees. "Step out of those." He commanded and turned away to step out of the shower.

He undressed himself slowly, pulling his shirt off and folding it on the toliet before getting out of his pants. He stood there for a minute naked and glared at himself in the mirror, scars shinning on his chest. He liked his scars, you could shoot him, stab him, but you couldn't kill him.

He stepped back into the shower and smiled at Melinda, his cock hung heavily between his legs. "Like it? You are going to learn him inside and out soon enough." He told her, leaning over to turn the shower on.

 

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With a deep flush to her cheeks, Melinda looked away. She then gazed down at her naked body, which had chills all over from Joshua being so near to her. Melinda tried to shrink back, away from him as he got closer.

When she had gotten a quick look at his cock, it was huge! It made her body tingle despite the situation.

The water turned on and she would've gladly jumped in the ocean if she could just avoid what was surely going to happen to her.

"Listen, Josh...it doesn't have to come to this. You can take the truck and go, I won't tell anyone about when you went..hell I'll even wait until 3 days from now, and that will give you plenty of time to get away from here..." she told him in a desperate tone. She couldn't help but not take her eyes off the many scars on his broad chest and she swallowed hard...

 

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Joshua stood under the water and let the warmth soak into his shoulders. Sitting cuffed in the truck had made him a bit stiff in all the wrong places. He glared at Melinda who was practically begging him not to rape her. Like her words meant shit to him, she was a liar just like every other chick he'd met. She expected him to believe that she wouldn't call the cops the moment he left, how stupid did she think he was?

He grabbed the shower head and tilted it so the water hit her in the face. "Shut the fuck up." He growled. "Do you really want to piss me off before I take you. Cause I can make it hurt, I can break you if I want." He told her.

He moved closer to her and wagged his cock in her face. "This is happening, no matter what you say, or what you do, I will be inside you tonight. Accept it and relax so you don't get hurt, or fight it and watch me tear you open anyway."

He tilted the water off of her and watched the droplets drip from her body. "Look on the bright side, I have a nice cock don't I? I saw you eyeball it when you saw it. I bet you want to feel it inside you. Just to see how a big fat prick feels." He laughed.

 

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Melinda didn't dare say anything more as her mind raced for a way out of this. She of course didn't have much time to think...

The way he was standing...right by the edge of the tub. One kick and he'd fall back, over the rim of the tub...but how long would she have to get away? None, because of the damn cuffs on her wrists. "Listen..you can't do this! Please! I'm pregnant! I'm married and if I don't call my husband at a certain time, he'll get worried!!"

She was gripping for anything at this point and she hoped that he had a softspot somewhere where he wouldn't touch her. Even if all she said was a lie. There was no husband, hell, there wasn't anyone for a little over 2 years. As for a child? She wasn't on birth control...

The woman in Melinda started to come out more and was terrified while the cop in her told her to calm down and see if she could talk this out with the perp. Although she was really in no position to discuss much....

Her heart started to pound as he got nearer to her. He was only mere inches away and she would feel the heat radiate from his body.