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The Slavering, Chapter 13
The next morning, Tesla washed her panties, bra, and stockings. She
shaved her legs, pits, and particulars. She turned away for the camera
and from Joe as she did the last bit. As much as possible. Then she
washed her hair and brushed it dry.
She caught him grinning.
"What?" she asked Joe.
He signed, "Long time. See woman wash hair."
The door clanged open from the female wing. Two guards. Both male. Chase
and Vavle.
"Line."
Joe stood at his line. Tesla stepped into her shoes. She stood at hers.
She reached for panties and bra.
"Line."
Tesla sighed. She stood.
They faced Tesla. "Turn around. Arms."
Tesla complied. Handcuffs. Chase strung the belly chain high. Under her
blouse. He brushed both boobs with his thumbs.
One of those. Tesla sighed. She couldn't predict Chase's behavior.
Sometimes he was professional. Other times he was scary.
"I think she likes it," Vavle said.
Vavle was always scary.
Tesla's nipples reacted to the touch. This annoyed Tesla and embarrassed
her. The door opened. She stepped back. Spread her legs. Waited for the
inevitable.
The pat-down was very intimate and completely unprofessional. Tesla
endured. She'd learned that complaining only made it worse. Especially
with Vavle. "You guys are early," she said. "I wasn't ready."
"Seems ready to me." Chase sniffed his finger. "Time to pay debts."
They took her to the shower. Both of them raped her.
Then they took her to the activity yard. Chase handed her the ball. Her
arse was sore. Violated. She had semen in her mouth, in her hair, and
between her boobs. Between her butt cheeks. Leaking down her leg. She
didn't care who saw what. Tesla shot hoops for a few minutes. Then she
sat on the basketball and cried.
The guards didn't let her sit for long. "Up."
She stood.
Vavle put on tufflon gloves and picked up the ball. "Wash your filth off
that ball."
Tesla stared at the ball blankly.
Vavle hit her head with the ball. He rubbed her hair on it.
Tesla closed her eyes. She unballed her fists and willed herself to
relax.
Vavle presented the ball. "Lick it clean."
She licked.
********
She stood outside her cell as a male inmate mopped her floor and scrubbed
her toilet. He gathered her blanket and her mattress pad. He put them in
a cart. Then he took her bra, stockings, and panties.
"I paid for those," Tesla said quietly.
Chase said, "He will return them."
They removed her chains, ankle bracelets, and handcuffs where she stood.
This wasn't procedure.
"Strip."
She glanced at the guard.
"It's laundry day. Hand the inmate your clothes."
The inmate had an erection. She looked at his face. He shrugged.
Apparently, she was too slow to comply. The guards stripped her.
"Cavity search," Chase said. "Checking for contraband. There's been an
inmate in your cell."
She hadn't been in her cell yet.
They made her place her hands against Joe's door while they performed a
cavity search.
Joe watched for a moment. Then he turned away.
"Keep the shoes." The guards laughed. They pushed her into her cell.
********
Tesla washed in the sink. She sat on the concrete bunk with her back to
the camera. She couldn't face away from the camera and from Joe at the
same time, so she covered her breasts with her knees.
Joe signed, "They wait you show."
She lifted her middle finger to the camera.
She signed to Joe. "I miss my daddy."
Her dad would fix this. She wondered if he knew where she was. She
wondered if he knew she'd been arrested. If anyone knew.
Sheri knew. But Sheri was here someplace. Or worse.
At 3 p.m. the doors clanged open. "Line."
Bigelow and Mahaw. Maybe these guards were human. Tesla said, "I don't
have clothes."
"Line."
Tesla stood at the line. She put her arms in the slot. Took a step back
when the door opened.
They paraded her naked across the cell block to the activity yard and
handed her a basketball.
For the first time, nobody jeered or cat-called or made nasty comments.
Almost worth it.
Tesla shot hoops. Wearing nothing but high heels. After forty-five
minutes, they took her back to her cell. She sat on her bunk, facing away
from the camera but giving Joe a view. She painted her nails.
Dinner came. She got the same meal Joe got. It was not delicious.
She shivered on the bunk that night. The concrete sucked all the heat
from her body. That, and the air-conditioning. What sleep she managed was
full of monsters, nightmares, and the threat of death.
In the morning, two more men arrived in Solitary. Guards put each man in
a cell across from Tesla, on either side of Joe.
They could see her, but not each other.
Tesla sat on her bunk and read her book. She used the toilet. She did
push-ups and sit-ups. She brushed her hair.
Eight a.m. came and went. No breakfast. Nine a.m. No basketball.
At eleven, the door from the male wing opened. An inmate pushed a laundry
cart in. It was the same inmate who had taken her clothes and bedding. He
was accompanied by two guards. One male, one female. Tesla recognized the
female. Stonebreaker. One of her least favorite people.
"Line."
Tesla stood at the line. She turned around when commanded. The door
opened. Bedding and clothes flew past Tesla. Some of it landed in the
toilet.
The male guard said, "Get dressed. Make your bed."
Tesla put on wet clothes. She made her bed.
Stonebreaker announced. "Contraband inspection. Hands to the wall."
The woman inspected everything. She examined every page of Tesla's book.
She opened the shampoo bottle. She cut the bar of soap in half. She slit
open the mattress pad and examined the stuffing. Then she frisked Tesla.
"Cavity search," she said.
"Why?" Tesla asked.
"Can't think of a single good reason. Legs apart. Think of England."
Stonebreaker finished quickly. She backed away. "Sorry about the mess,"
she said to Tesla. Stonebreaker turned to the other guard. "Not on my
watch. Pass the word." She glanced at Tesla. "At ease." Then she left.
Tesla washed her wet clothes and hung them to dry. She wrapped herself
with a blanket.
Tesla's dinner was rice and vegetables and a small portion of meat. The
men got served a ball of food.
********
That night, sometime after the two a.m. bed checks, the door to Tesla's
cell opened. Tesla hadn't slept soundly a single night she was here. She
woke instantly. She stood at the line.
Nobody was there. Tesla stuck her nose outside her cell and looked.
Nobody was in the passageway, either. Then three and only three cell
doors across from Tesla opened.
The doors for each male inmate.
Two more doors opened. The doors to the male wing.
Tesla backed away from her doorway and sat on her bunk.
All three men across from her were awake. She met the gaze of each.
The one on the left stepped out of his cell. Tesla knew him as Charles,
but the guards called him Mr. Charlie.
Joe said, "Get back in your cell, fool." It was the first time Tesla had
heard Joe's voice. Rough and gravelly.
An alarm sounded. She heard the sound of many doors.
Mr. Charlie looked into the men's wing. "All the doors are open," he
said. "There's going to be trouble."
Tesla asked, "Is that the fire alarm?"
Mr. Charlie laughed. "They don't care if we burn. That's the lockdown
alarm." He walked to the entrance of Tesla's cell.
Joe said, "Cameras are still on. Back in your cell, old man. They'll beat
you dead."
"Might be worth it," Mr. Charlie said with a small voice. He licked his
lips. "Haven't had a woman in thirty years." He took a step in.
"Look, Charles," Tesla said. "I can't consent. They'll charge me with
something, sure as daisies."
"It'll be over quick," He walked to the end of her bunk.
Tesla scooted away from him. "Think about it," she said. "It makes you a
sex offender. Go back, sir. I'll give you a show. I promise. And if I'm
ever in that trailer they keep talking about, I'll ask for you."
"Quiet, woman." He pulled her by the hair. He kissed her on the lips. He
handled her boobs. Then he threw her on the bunk. He pulled at her skirt
and panties.
He stuck it between her legs.
Tesla shifted. She allowed him to penetrate her.
He stuck it in, just the tip.
Charles closed his eyes and smiled. Then he pulled out, frowning. "This
is wrong. Sorry ma'am. I'm awful sorry. Real sorry." He backed out of the
cell, pulling pants up over his erection.
Tesla heard yelling and the sounds of booted feet.
Mr. Charlie ran for his cell.
The door from the women's wing opened. Guards ran in. Shields and helmets
and batons.
Tesla couldn't see but she could hear. The caught Mr. Charlie just inside
his cell. They beat him. She heard the sound of Tasers. She smelled
burning hair. Tesla pulled her panties up. She fumbled with her skirt.
Two guards stood at the entrance to Tesla's cell, a wall of shields. A
third guard cranked her door shut manually.
Afterwards, Tesla signed to Joe. "Is he dead?"
"I can't see." Joe motioned to the walls between cells. Concrete.
Tesla signed, "Charles still alive?"
He waved feebly. He grinned.
"Ready for show?" Tesla signed.
Mr. Charlie rolled to a sitting position.
Tesla signed. "Thanks 4 not rape me." Tesla pointed to all three men. She
didn't know the sign for the word for, so she used the number.
Ray signed, "Don't want head broken."
Joe signed, "If I need woman I get woman."
Charles signed a question mark.
Tesla signed, "Worth it?"
Charles gave a thumbs up.
Tesla signed, "He says you missed out." Then she lifted her top. She
cupped both boobs. After a moment, she lifted her bra. Her boobs fell.
She wiggled them. She pulled her skirt down to give them a peek. She was
about to pull her panties when she heard the outer doors to the women's
wing open. Tesla dropped her top. She pulled up her skirt. She was fixing
her bra when the inner door opened from the women's wing.
"Line."
********
"Describe what happened."
Tesla faced the warden. She glanced at the others in the room. "Is this
being recorded?"
The warden nodded.
"I invoke my right to remain silent."
"You're not being charged," the warden said. "You have no right to remain
silent."
"I request to speak with a lawyer."
"You have no right to counsel if you have not been charged."
"I have been charged. Violation of the Secrets Act. I have not seen a
lawyer. Ever. I request to speak with a lawyer. Failing that, I wish to
speak to the prosecutor."
"Describe what happened. This morning."
"Can I speak to the prosecutor? Does he want a confession?"
The warden sighed. "Nobody is interested in your confession. We will
mindwipe the confession away from you if you speak another word. Describe
what happened tonight."
"What is this, the Star Chambers? What do I need to do to get some due
process?"
The warden nodded to one of his men. Two guards stood on either side of
Tesla. One of them held a shock belt.
Tesla knew what that was from seeing it used on other prisoners. She
spoke quickly. "I thought it was a fire drill."
The warden smiled. He nodded. The guards stepped away from Tesla.
"A man came in my cell. He kissed me. He left."
"We have video, Ms. Huling-Glas."
"Then you know that's all that happened. Was that a fire drill? Doors
opening like that?"
"We ask the questions."
"Yes, sir."
"Providing false testimony is a felony. Impeding an investigation is a
felony."
"I understand. Am I being charged with a felony? Can I request a lawyer
now?"
"You are not being charged."
"Thank you." Tesla waited. She broke the silence. "Permission to speak."
The warden nodded.
Tesla picked at her clothes. "I didn't know what I was asking for when I
asked about work release. I'd like to withdraw from the program."
"You signed a contract."
"I signed ... an inventory."
"Page three of the contract."
"I wasn't shown the other two pages." She noticed the warden's hand
motion. "You just stopped recording, didn't you."
The warden smiled.
"Can I withdraw from the contract?" Tesla asked. "Is that possible?"
"Things can be arranged," the warden said. "Describe the events that
happened in your cell." He gestured for the recording to begin again.
"You want me to testify against Mr. Charlie."
The warden shook his head. "A signed statement will suffice.
Corroborating what we have on video."
"In return, you remove me from work-release. I get orange prison
clothes."
He smiled.
"I need to think about this."
Minutes ticked by. Tesla was tempted. But then.
This whole system was corrupt.
Her only hope was the federal government.
The same people who dropped her in this place. And left her to rot.
She sighed. She shook her head. She felt the lips of Fate seal around
her.
They waited. Tesla amused herself by memorizing name tags and badge
numbers.
"Take her back."
The guards beat her with batons on the way back to her cell.
At least they didn't rape her this time.
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