Page 38 of A Dangerous Game
“No, she’s not! Tyson says she’s easy. I don’t know what that means. Like Candy Land?” Jayla asks and holds her doll closer. She named hers Elizabeth. Don’t ask how she picked it, because I don’t know.
Caleb coughs and then looks over the girls. “Jayla and Jenna, everyone is different. Tyson’s mom is different than your Aunt Sin. Plus, I have to get home.”
The girls pout as they kiss him on the cheek and then he reaches over to shake my hand. “No, you have to kiss him!” Jayla yells and snuggles her doll, Veronica, closer.
I shake my head and pin her with a stare. “Go clean your rooms.”
CALEB
I walk out Sinclair’s door and I fight the feeling of wanting to turn around and go back. Hanging out with the three of them was surprisingly the most fun I have had in a while. I have always wanted daughters and it’s nice to see what it would be like if I actually had them. Jayla and Jenna are the sweetest little girls and they are in love with their dolls. Which makes me feel less like a schmuck for showing up out of no where with them.
Once I get to my car, I hear footsteps behind me. When I turn, I see Sin walking towards me. Once she’s close enough, she grabs the lapels of my shirt and brings herself to me. Her delicious lips crush mine in a delicate but sexy as fuck kiss. I moan and then wrap my hands around her back. She’s tiny enough, that my two hands expand her whole back and my fingers lace together in the middle. I slide them down and then grip her ass with them. She groans and then backs away.
“Just wanted to say thank you for the flowers and the dolls. Call me if you see a light in this case. I need to get her out of the picture.” And with that, I watch her tight round ass walk back up to the door.
While driving home, I’m in a daze. This shit shouldn’t be happening. Why did I have insert myself in her life? Now I’m going to want to stay with her and never leave. Especially those beautiful twins.
I pull into my driveway and climb out of my car after reaching behind me to grab my coat. A dark shadow darkens the shadows that are outlining my car.
HULK
On a normal night, we would be put under lockdown so the guards can do their shift change. We’re not as fucking stupid as they think we are. All we do is sit in a cell and wait. We wait and watch to see what is going to happen next. Every single one of these mother fucking guards has a habit.
A routine.
McCollough, a younger guard who just graduated from the corrections academy the fine state of Nevada provides, is eager to prove he’s ready to fuck some shit up. The asshole thinks he’s bigger and badder than all of us combined but he’s nothing more than a paper pusher. If the situation were to be reversed, he would be called Sally by the other inmates.
Bix, a pretty redheaded guard who has all the guys following her is nothing more than a horn dog. She’s fucked about half the guys in here and I know she’s looking to fuck me too. I’m not cocky. I’m realistic.
Hall is the one that I have the fuckin’ problem with. He’s constantly trying to bring drugs into the prison and blame it on me to get me in trouble. He’s pissed off at me because I wouldn’t help him push the drugs in and around to the circles. Kept telling me that I was already a drug dealer and prison shouldn’t stop that.
Plus, Bishop did put him in his place. The mother fucker never saw it coming.
Anyway, these three fucktards the prison has hired to babysit the animals in the federal pod for the night, all have the same routine. They clock in, do a wellness check on the inmates to make sure no one has killed themselves and then gets a coffee to keep themselves awake at night.
You don’t last long in this lifestyle if you sleep when others are supposed to sleep. Too many things can happen when you’re asleep and I’m not going to be a victim. Fuck no. I’m gonna get out of here and go claim my girl back.
SINCLAIR
Sore and bruised, I look down between my legs to see the blood dripping from the apex of my thighs. I feel raw. Beaten and bruised. The ultimate betrayal I could possibly feel and now I’m alone on the side of the road.
I hold my phone in my hand and contemplate who to call. There’s no one to call. There’s no one that would believe he would do something like this. The infamous director of porn would rape one of his actresses.
He made sure I knew why he did it.
“Shouldn’t have tempted me so much, Sinclair,” he kept murmuring in my ear as he shoved his small, stubby dick inside me. “Stupid, cunt whore doesn’t know a good thing when she’s got it.”
Jim ran as soon as he got off but made sure he threatened me. He made sure that I knew what would happen if I told anyone. They all like to bring up the fact I’m a porn star. Everyone thinks that makes me less of a person because I sleep with men for money. I’m not a prostitute or some shit. I’m a human being who just got violated.
“If you tell anyone, I will kill you. I will wipe out your whole family. There will be no one left and it will all be your fault, you whore,” he muttered to me as he put his flaccid dick away.
Sitting in the back of the taxi, I now know what true hate is. It's the most powerful motivator ever and I truly hate him. I can’t wait to end his life the same way he tried to end mine.
“It’s a pity you’re so beautiful, Sin. I hate the fact you made me do this. You made me force myself on you but now you know how great we are. You will love being with me,” he states but I don’t say a word.
My thighs burn, my body hurts from the strain. The bastard didn’t even bring lubrication or anything. I’m going to feel it for a long time. I hate him.
Jim must have known I would retaliate because he ran. The asshole left me with my phone and it would be the perfect way to get his balls nailed to the wall if I wanted to but I didn’t. I want him to suffer and feel as violated as I do at this moment.
