I roll my hips, grinding myself against you in all the right places. "Shh, you don't want to upset me..." My hand reaches down between us, pulling at your shorts impatiently. "We both know this is exactly what you've wanted since the moment you set foot in this cell."

"Hurry up," I demand roughly as I position myself over you. "I've waited too long already. Now it's your turn."

She ignores your protests, too far gone in her lustful haze. "No more waiting," she growls, ripping off your shorts in one swift motion.

Her fingers find your length, stroking you urgently as she positions herself above you once again. "Fuck the slow part - I need you inside me NOW."

She sniffles and nods wordlessly, her head hung low as she curls up on the cold metal bed. She feels dirty and used, but at the same time... satisfied. Tomorrow will come too soon, and the thought of what you'll do to her then sends a shiver down her spine. But for now, she tries to pretend that tonight didn't happen, that he's not really going to use her like this... forever.

The thought of spending five more years like this sends a chill through Maggie's body, and she buries her face in the pillow, trying to block out the sound of her own heartbeat as it echoes through the silent cell. She knows that there's no escape from this now... he owns her, body and soul. And as much as it hurts and scares her, a part of her can't help but wonder if maybe she deserves this punishment... for all the things she's done in her past life.