Katina Tarask (
grandtheftmecha) wrote2014-06-11 11:15 am
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Private Smut Thread, warnings for underage and non-con
It hadn't been that long ago that Katina had 'celebrated' her one year anniversary of her prison stay. A longer one than she thought she deserved; she'd tried to argue it down to involuntary manslaughter, didn't think it was her fault the guy had keeled over when she beat him down for picking a fight with a friend, figured she should be locked up for three years at most...
Ten to fifteen god damn years, they'd given her; said that while she was provoked, she was brutal beyond any reasonable self-defense, even without a weapon, even without breaking his neck or something like she knew she could. At least people were wary of fucking with her from day one, because apparently beating a man to death with your bare hands even had people talking about her in the men's part of the facility, and she'd cracked a rib or two when some of the tougher women wanted to see if she was the real deal.
Katina knew she couldn't take getting ganged up on as well, of course, got along with the guards, had a gang she was starting to roll with. Her cellmate wasn't someone she'd gotten along with, and was lucky when she was moved down to finish out her own sentence. Katina was, frankly, in a lower security facility than she probably should have been anyways, but such was prison politics, and that was made even more stark when her new cellmate showed up.
Some kid, a wet behind the ears, scrawny little redhead who'd gotten thrown in for whatever, Katina didn't really care. She probably didn't know anything about the pecking order, and Katina could take down a few birds with one stone - make sure the kid got in line before she got beaten, show the kid that Katina was someone to worry about, and relieve some of her pent up sexual frustration, because scrawny kid though she was, she was a pretty little thing, and Katina knew the guard's habits well enough to know when she could get away with things.
Waiting for her moment, of course, she was just reading the newspaper, looking bored, glancing over at Kyouko. "They really threw the fuckin' book at you huh?"
Ten to fifteen god damn years, they'd given her; said that while she was provoked, she was brutal beyond any reasonable self-defense, even without a weapon, even without breaking his neck or something like she knew she could. At least people were wary of fucking with her from day one, because apparently beating a man to death with your bare hands even had people talking about her in the men's part of the facility, and she'd cracked a rib or two when some of the tougher women wanted to see if she was the real deal.
Katina knew she couldn't take getting ganged up on as well, of course, got along with the guards, had a gang she was starting to roll with. Her cellmate wasn't someone she'd gotten along with, and was lucky when she was moved down to finish out her own sentence. Katina was, frankly, in a lower security facility than she probably should have been anyways, but such was prison politics, and that was made even more stark when her new cellmate showed up.
Some kid, a wet behind the ears, scrawny little redhead who'd gotten thrown in for whatever, Katina didn't really care. She probably didn't know anything about the pecking order, and Katina could take down a few birds with one stone - make sure the kid got in line before she got beaten, show the kid that Katina was someone to worry about, and relieve some of her pent up sexual frustration, because scrawny kid though she was, she was a pretty little thing, and Katina knew the guard's habits well enough to know when she could get away with things.
Waiting for her moment, of course, she was just reading the newspaper, looking bored, glancing over at Kyouko. "They really threw the fuckin' book at you huh?"
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But her breasts were still being played, and moving away from Katina's mouth made Kyoko grind against her fingers instead, a moan rising involuntarily from her throat.
Double crap!
"Just- ah, finish with this," the girl said, struggling to sound even half as disdainful as she wanted to sound. She wasn't begging, of course not!
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Slowly, testing how wet she was and how much she might resist, Katina started to push her middle finger inside of Kyoko. "See? When I'm not trying to hurt you, it feels better - and if you relax more, I can get it over with a lot faster.
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She closed her eyes, trying to push away the waves of pleasure that were slowly but steadily taking over her body. Think about walls, she told herself, desperate for a way to contain her arousal, but Katina's intrusive middle finger made even those walls crumble in a lousy way.
"Fuck-!" Whether it sounded more like a moan than a complain, it was completely up to Katina to decide.
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"See? I can hurt you, or I can make you feel like," she emphasized with a slight curl of her fingers, brushing sensitive spots inside of Kyoko to see what worked. "Unless you're some kinda grade-A masochist, I think you'd rather I treat you kindly." Katina kissed Kyoko's back again, gently rubbing her breast, as her fingers slid in and out.
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Which of course left her in a tricky spot, because it didn't matter how much she wanted to stay cool and pretend it didn't affect her, she was just a teenager, with little to no control over her body's needs.
"Shut up!" She cried, unable to keep the lust out of her voice. "Shut up- Shut up!"
And whether she liked it or not, her body needed to come. With a last, loud moan, Kyoko's body tensed and she came, her muscles twitching and spasming around Katina's finger.
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Soon, she'd get used to it. Katina was going to make sure of that, and her fingers kept working their way in and out of Kyoko, she kept touching the girl's breast and pressing kisses to her lower body, almost affectionate in her gestures if not her words. She did, however, shut up for a moment, at least, listening to the sound of Kyoko's voice as she came, laughing softly as she felt Kyoko around her fingers, slowing their movement as she worked the girl through it.
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And then every annoying fact of what's just happened hit her with the strength of a full speed truck. Please allow her to feel miserable and sulk forever.
"Ugh-" As if trying to save even a little of wounded pride, Kyoko pushed Katina's hand on her breast away. "Let me go, you- you idiot."
She didn't even have the strength to insult properly.
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Now, Katina didn't plan on bothering Kyoko for the rest of the day. She was, after all, trying to control Kyoko without making an actual enemy of her.
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Only when she finished, she glared (quite tiredly) at Katina. "You promise?"
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But wait, why only 'the rest of the day'? Did it mean Katina would start bugging her the next day? Kyoko frowned, but she didn't feel like fighting because of that.
"I still hope you choke and die," she said, getting inside her bed and falling sleep soon after that.