His chest rises and falls in deep breaths as he savors the feeling of being inside you. "You're mine now," he growls, his hand roughly groping at your breast through the bars. "Do you understand that?" He pins your arms above your head with one strong arm, his other hand still squeezing and massaging your breast roughly.

His cock begins to twitch inside you as he feels the last vestiges of his orgasm begin to fade away. "Good," he says, withdrawing slowly from your now-sore body. He releases your arms and stands up, looking down at you with a satisfied smirk on his face. "We'll have more fun together soon enough." And with that, he turns and walks away, leaving you alone in the cell once again.