Juicy revenge

Juicy revenge Juicy revenge

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Prison guard Shep has been bullied by Quinn for quite some time and never said a word. So when an unlikely opportunity arises in the shape of Quinn's girlfriend Mia, he uses his mouth for a juicier slice of revenge...

Summary

Prison guard Shep has been bullied by Quinn for quite some time and never said a word. So when an unlikely opportunity arises in the shape of Quinn's girlfriend Mia, he uses his mouth for a juicier slice of revenge...

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Submitted: June 02, 2015

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Submitted: June 02, 2015

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Danny Shepherd or Shep as most people call him, likes to consider himself to be a fair man. He is loyal, trustworthy and most importantly of all he is respectful to everyone he meets. Unfortunately some take his kindness for weakness and in Warrick prison that can be a huge downfall.

He has been a screw for over ten years now and up until lately he has liked his job. All until Matty Quinn was transferred onto his wing. 

The two-faced scumbag is the lowest of the low. Doing a stretch for a number of convictions including four counts of assault, arson, drugs and armed robbery. This bloke has tested the limits too much in Shep's opinion. He has been begging for a stint inside, but it is more like a bad joke then an incarceration in Shep's eyes.

The problem being that he is one powerful fuck. The shrewd prick runs the wing and has a number of screws, Shep's colleagues on his payroll. That is what started this feud. 

Shep didn't need that sort of aggravation when he loved his job so much, but Quinn is determined to make him suffer. 

It was laughable when the man tried to strong arm him into folding like his  colleagues, but Shep refused to be under anyone's thumb. It's against his code as a man, the strict belief that most convicts just need a bit of guidance to the straight and narrow, but Quinn is testing those beliefs daily now. 

Everyday there is something new, a barrage of snide comments, threats towards his mum and sister, even finding pictures of his house with matches taped to them in his locker. That stung most of all because only his colleagues, his brothers in blue could have slipped it in there. But Shep has stayed strong, refusing to be intimidated by it all because he knows that Quinn needs him more then the other way around. At least that's what he tells himself anyway. 

Shep took his place at the fence letting the crisp morning air prickle his skin as he watched the inmates enjoy the fresh air. The sun is shining making the sky glow a tremendous blue. It all looks out of place here and lately it feels to him that a grey cloud should be forever looming over the place.  

Unsurprisingly enough Quinn made his way over. Shep took in the size of him. A six foot waste of oxygen with a smug expression that Shep is dying to straighten out. The twitch of his balled up fist just proved it.

"Alright Danny boy, how's tricks? Beautiful day ain't it? Nice day for a barbecue with the family. You'll tell 'em I said hello won't ya? Especially your Tanya. I'll tell you between us blokes, I've had many a tug thinking of spunking on that lovely face of hers..." He smirked as he pulled on his cigarette making Shep want to punch his mouth so hard that he swallows the fucking thing. Instead he stared off into the distance refusing to give him the rise he wants. It would be Shep in hot water if he did, not Quinn and he has no doubt that there's witnesses everywhere willing to say it was innocent. Willing to lie for this scum. 

He remained silent, appearing stoic on the outside, but the burning blaze of anger is festering. This man needs to be taught a lesson, but actually doing it will just make things worse. It would risk his job and Shep refuses to ruin his life because he can't control himself. 

Visiting was next and it's his favourite part of his job. Seeing the inmates that he actually likes, the respectful ones that just keep their heads down, getting visits from their wives and children is a welcoming sight. He wants that bit of normality for them and believes it to be a vital part of their rehabilitation. Obviously there is an exception in the form if Quinn. 

Mia Farrah is stunning. There is no denying that and way too good for Quinn, which is also a fact. Even the man himself knows it which is why he is nothing but a bastard to her. Like any bully, he intimidates her into staying with him. Shep learned that from his colleague. Poor Mia is watched like a hawk on the outside and constantly threatened throughout their hourly visits each week. It saddened Shep to see such a stunner being dragged down like that. He got sentenced to a laughable eight years, but she's the one doing life. 

He watched her sitting with the man, her keeper and studied her. It isn't lost on him how gorgeous she is and he always takes a stolen moment to study her as they all do. She is always dressed provocatively under Quinn's orders and today she has treated them all to a green minidress low enough to cup those magnificent breasts perfectly and tight enough to make every mind riddle with filth. 

He eyed her long legs as her dark skin almost flowed with a radiance that captures Shep. She flipped her hair over her shoulder looking frustrated as she normally does and the luscious locks fell wildly, giving him a look at that beautiful face. The golden colour of her eyes almost pulls him in. They are his favourite part of her. The deep brown is lost to the golden swirl that entrances him. 

He walked past and ripped his eyes away from the couple. It angered him to hear that Quinn was giving her another bashing over his insane paranoia. He doubts the girl ever gets the chance to cheat, but Shep wouldn't blame her if she did. He'd have emigrated by now if he was her. 

He stupidly glanced over and his eyes locked with hers. It set off a reaction inside him that he has never felt before. A pulsing heat that rushed through him from his lust filled brain down to his twitching cock. It didn't surprise him that he had an instant semi and he had to tear his gaze from hers before he gave her a standing ovation for all to see. 

"What the fuck are you looking at? You eye fucking a screw? I'll rip your fucking head off if you are Mia! He's a shirt lifter anyway. Everyone knows he takes it up the arse from a few in 'ere..." Quinn spat his filth making Shep's heckles rise. He didn't stop there. "Oi Danny boy, take a long hard look at her mate 'cos you'll never get a bird like her. She's got the juiciest cunt and all, but it's mine and I'll skin you and any other fucker alive that touches her!" 

Shep walked away leaving the shamefaced girl and the smug prick to their last five minutes. Another insult, another embarrassing moment and another test to his wounded pride as a man. The anger was fierce inside him. He needs to do something to make himself feel better, to rid himself of this disappointment he now feels for taking such abuse. 

The visit ended and he took his place by the door to see the visitors out. All walked passed looking sad, except for Mia. He swallowed hard as she approached him in the busy corridor. The scent of her perfume paralysed him to the spot. 

"I'm sorry about him. If I had my choice i'd be far away by now. I've gotta say though, I'm impressed that you're holding out like you are. Most people fold, but you sticking to your guns like that is inspiring and such a turn on..." She trailed off and Shep couldn't believe it when she cupped his crotch in her hand subtly. He was already semi hard, but he's damn near bursting out of his trousers now. 

She grasped his now solid erection and rubbed along it with a seductive smile on her face. He looked around and is amazed to see that no one is any the wiser of this minx's behaviour. 

"Matty might have passed me something to take with me, I reckon that calls for a search don't you?" She purred as she pinched that plump bottom lip between her teeth like a mischievous goddess. 

Shep for his part was speechless. He knew what she wanted but for a man that won't risk his job for anything, he is faced with the overpowering urge to fuck this girl senseless. He let his eyes travel down her dress to see that stunning body. He licked his lips just thinking of tasting her. But sense soon prevailed and he sent her on her way with a disappointed look on her face. 

He watched her leave as his heart pounded in his chest and his twitching cock matched it's rhythm. Suddenly he couldn't allow if to go by. It is an opportunity to get it all. A stolen moment with a beauty and a way to get back at his enemy without actually having to start a war. 

"Stop miss....there's reason to believe you're carrying for Mr Quinn and if you'd like to step this way, we can get this search conducted and you'll be on your way in no time..." He said so fast that he doubted for a second that the other officer heard it, but the nod told him that he was in the clear. 

He showed her through to a small office just down the corridor and as soon as the door closed, she was on him like a sex crazed lunatic. 

The feel of her busy tongue against his was pumping the heat through his veins. He pulled away breathlessly remembering his surroundings. This is Cleo's office. He's ranked below him as he's only admin, but he could still appear at any second. Even though it added to the thrill, he still needs to be seen to be searching the girl. 

He quickly span her around and pushed her up against the wall. He raised her arms and pushed her hands flat against the concrete. He ran his fingertips along her soft skin making goosebumps appear. He then swept his wandering hands over her shoulders and cupped her heaving breasts. She grabbed them too seeming to savour his touch, but he quickly shoved her hands back up onto the wall.

"Keep them there!" He growled making her giggle excitedly. The sound made his dick throb and he quickly kneeled down with glee. 

He ran his hands up her slender thighs and marvelled at the droplets of her sexual anticipation dripping from her. He caught one with the tip of his tongue and traced the line back up as he pushed her dress up with it. The moan coming from her made him melt inside. 

He ran his hands over her perfect arse and spread her cheeks to reveal the juiciest cunt he's ever seen. For once he had to agree with Quinn there. He smiled at the thought. 

"Tongue me! Just fucking do it!" She begged in a desperate whimper as she wriggled in his grasp making him feel like a king. 

He reached around her and started to strum her swollen clit with his fingers. She thrust against him making his own desperation explode and he pushed his face into her sloppy opening. The smell of her was heavenly. An odour that was as sweet as the taste of her nectar. He licked around her opening greedily as his tongue begged for that burst of sweet fluid. He slipped it in and out pushing it deeper each time. 

He used his free hand to pull one of her cheeks wide and moved his busy tongue to her tight arse. The hole quivered as he stuck his tongue inside repeatedly. She exaggerated her thrust using the forward motion to push her twitching clit between his fingers and the backwards to push his tongue deeper. 

The juices gushed from her and he knew she was close. He moved his face away to quickly glance at the door as he plunged two fingers inside each of her quaking holes. She moaned at the fullness as he thrust his digits in and out roughly. Both hands slammed against her making the juices squelch from the friction. He will never forget the sound. 

"Oh fuck I'm coming!" She screamed and suddenly he was all business. It didn't matter who walked in. The only care he had was to drink up every drop of her. 

He pulled out his fingers and used his hands to pull that perky arse wide open before he buried his face into her again. He burrowed as deep as physically possible as she squirted all over his cheeks and chin. He sucked as though it was his last day on Earth as he tried to tame the ferocious hunger inside him. She pushed against the wall and rubbed her sloppy cunt all over him. He pushed against her further still meeting her smothering attack. Breathing was at the back of his mind now along with everything else as the beauty was riding his face like she was possessed.

The door burst open and instinctively  
he hid his face by turning his head and pulled her dress down at the same time. 

"What's this?" Cleo asked suspiciously as Shep quickly wiped his face and straightened up. 

"What do you think it is eh? This is Quinn's bird and she's to be searched every week from now on. I'll be needing this office after every visit and you'll do well not to question me again boy or I'll be having a word with your superior" he threatened surprising himself, but happy in the knowledge that he can enjoy this beauty on a weekly basis. 

He watched Cleo nod erratically looking the picture of worry over his brush with an authoritative figure. He walked out and stood outside the office with a very smug looking Mia. 

"I'll be seeing you next week then miss Farrah..." He trailed off and winked before walking away with a spring in his step. 

He stepped back onto the wing and isn't surprised to get another onslaught of abuse from Quinn. Only this time he smiled with just one thought in mind. 

Smell my fingers you lairy cunt

Life us about to get considerably easier for Shep. He will continue to take it all on the chin and sleep a lot easier now knowing that he will silently win this battle. Each visit he will get the perfect revenge in the shape of the delicious Mia and he smirked at the thought as he savoured the taste of her in his mouth. Nice guys finish last but smart guys always win. 


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