Mr.Officer

Fressshhh Meaat

Chresanto August

Scared? Scared?!?! Hell fucking yeah I'm scared. I don't care if I have the muscles and the training! These niggas around here have killed people, they've raped and beat people. What the hell was I thinking when I registered for this? Oh, my god. O,h my god. I just want to run away and forget about this job, but I need the money. I sighed. We need the money.

I took training and registration all because of my three-year-old daughter. Her name is Patricia. She's the only reason why I'm going through this dangerous job. My ex-girlfriend Vanessa left me about a year ago without even as much as a goodbye. I woke up one morning thinking about spending time with my family to find a half empty house and a crying baby. After that, I've been doing everything in my power to make sure my daughter has everything she needs.

I stood in the monitor room waiting on the manager. I tapped my foot anxiously. What if the other officers don't like me? What if the inmates don't like me? Oh, my god! I'm going to die... Please god, don't let me die... I wanna be able to walk Patti down the aisle.

"Mr.August?" A loud voice brought me out of my thoughts. I looked up to see Mr.Kojo with a clipboard in his right hand.

"Yes, sir?" I asked.

"You have been assigned the cafeteria ." He informed. I nodded and clocked in. I put on my badge and placed my gun in the gun holder beside the handcuffs. He gave me the directions and I set off down the long stained grey corridors.

Jacob Perez

"Yo Prince." Ray greeted as the bars to the cells opened. I stepped out and stretched.

"Wassup Nigga?" I dapped him and we began walking down the halls to the lunchroom.

"The new Officer's here. I saw him heading to the cafeteria." Ray informed.

I nodded. "Fresh meat. We'd have to do the treatment." I shrugged as I pushed through the steel doors.

I scanned the cafeteria for new faces. "Where is he?"

Ray stood beside me and looked around. "Over there." He pointed to the kitchen entrance where a caramel skinned, muscular man stood nervously.

"He's perfect. " I chuckled.

He is perfect.... All perverted jokes aside. I'll have to make him mine. Those large, tight muscles are just for show. I'll have him bent over and he'll be begging for me to fuck him senseless.

"Let everybody know he's off limits. " I told Ray. He nodded and descended into the crowds of inmates drooling for the new officer.

I walked over to the new officer and chuckled. "Fresh meat."

"Excuse me?" His eyebrows furrowed cutely, as he scrunched his nose in confusion.

God, he was beautiful.

"Officer ... August," I read the name on his badge. "I'm Jacob, but don't call me that. I'm known around here as Princeton, Prince for short." I introduced myself.

"Why do they call you - "

"I'll see you around cutie." I cut him off as I turned away from him.

"I'm not gay..." I heard him say.

Even better. I'll have so much fun converting him.... He'll be mine , I'm sure about that.

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