You fight, then I unlock this gate and push you through, imagine how much worse that will be.”
Shivering for a different reason now, I gasp when my hand is drawn through the bar, before being forced around the hard column of an erection. “Bring her closer.”
Digging in, forcing myself back against the guard, I squeal, my foot slipping, when she shoves me into the gate towards grabbing hands that quickly swarm over my body. Stepping closer, sliding her hand up the front of my thigh, then over my hip, her latex covered touch moves between my soft, swollen lips. I start to notice the neglect. He punches me a third time and then a fourth by which time my legs are like jelly and as he relaxes his grip on me I spew out bile and saliva … he holds me until I can stand on my own two feet again. “Step forwards,” the female guard demands, before grabbing my arm when I do, and with the other guard behind us, I am taken to the end of the corridor, towards the heavy steel door just before the staircase which leads down into the basement block.
