Chapter 91: Chapter 91
Chapter 91
~I can be your mistress~
The American blonde, the very prison president sipped at his coffee and shot a gentle glare at Mr. Fanny who was brought in by a prison warden. The prison warden stood aside.
To the prison warden, he said, “ You can leave us for now. I want some private moment with him.”
The door slammed – the prison warden had left.
His head stooped to Mr. Fanny. “I have thought about ways to help a fellow man and I came up with a nice offer. He paused to sip at his coffee. “Your wife denied you her obligations as a wife, Ok. And even when you cried for it, she refused to give you her body. I am not only going to give you a whore that will satisfy your stubborn libido but also I will make you earn whopping sum of dollars even while in jail.”
Mr. Fanny shot a frown at him, blinked thoughtfully and grinned before he said, “How do you mean?” he asked, cupping his jaw to pay rapt attention to what the American blonde had to say.
The American blonde gulped his coffee and Mr. Fanny paid attention to every detail, including the glugging of the coffee down his throat. “First I will invite over the best and seductive whore who would act as your wife, spend time with you in the private room and satisfy your undying libido. Second,” he glared around to ensure no one was at earshot, even when he knew they were the only one within. “I will need you to run some drugs peddling in this jail.” He stared around again before saying, “You can make lots of money here before you get out there as free man.”
Mr. Fanny snorted, shutting his eyes in contemplation. Finally through gritted teeth he said, “how dare you bring me such offer knowing I have history of drugs peddling.” His eyes held fire.
“Shah,” the blonde gestured to him , crossing his lips to tune down his voice, “Tune down your voice. Listen up, fanny. I know of your consistent drug deals in New York. I wouldn’t want to mention the people you murdered in the name of drug deals so don’t give me that look. You look innocent but you are the devil’s broth.”
Mr. Fanny gnashed his teeth and peered his enraged face at him, “To what do I owe this blackmail?” who sent you to me? Why are you digging up my past and hurting healed, green wounds?”
The blonde gave a wicked and evil smile, “so that you should know I have the power to keep you in jail all your life or free your dirty ass.” He smacked his lips, his stares combing around feeling like to smoke.
“I repeat myself who sent? Mr. Fanny beamed under his throat, gazing at him like an abandoned dog.
“I sent myself, you booby.” He cleared his throat, “If you want to enjoy your stay here you have to play by my rules, else you will be buried behind bars . Your wife abandoned your ass for another nice man that can screw her body and soul, remember, and your daughter is such a pain in the ass that is indecisive and lost to a badass boy friend, so nobody will come for you when I take your breath.”
Mr. Fanny slammed on the table and barked. “I will take exception to that. Take my family off it. His face frowned so ruggedly that the veins underneath his skin were much visible now.
“You have no family. We are your family. Sit your ass down and survive,” the blonde replied, standing to him.
“I have a daughter if I have no wife, and she means a lot to me.”
“Which daughter, if I may ask? Is it the one whose leaked nude video is making the round on the street eh? Come on Fanny I know you want to burst my bubble but the reverse is the case here. You boast as one that is clean to the socks meanwhile you suck.”
“Her leak video is as a result of a jerk boyfriend of hers that decided to cancel Christmas on her ass and nothing more. My daughter cant misbehave as such.. Listen up I don’t know who sent you or what you want from me. I just want to let you know I am not interested your offer. I can’t push drugs in jail and I can’t have sex with any other woman other than my wife.”
“Here in jail you have no choice. You live under my rules and obey my bidding. If you refuse my offer, I promise you eternal life in jail but if you go by my rules you may be leaving any time soon.” The blonde said
Mr. Fanny stared at him shaking his head and looking downwards.
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In few days a warden approached Mr. Fanny’s cubicle and called, “Fanny!” and when he answered the prison warden waved him over, “You are needed!” The warden said and opened his bars.
Soon Mr. Fanny was staring at a red-haired, skinny, busty, white Mexican escort, who was well seated on the bed with her pale tiny legs crossed, rarely covering hot slender thighs that were unavoidable. When Mr Fanny entered the private room, he paused at the door leaned his body on the door and gazed thoughtfully at the whore the American blonde brought for his sexual pleasure. He studied the dashing lady as she dimmed her yes at him, smacked her lips lustfully, slid out a cigar from her bag, lit and blew a cloud of smoke at him.
“Do I need to tell you no smoking in jail?” said Mr. Fanny staring at her with less interest.
“I am not a prisoner.” She smoked on and added, “I am a client.” She blew a gorgeous cloud of smoke, stood up furiously and stated undressing.
“Heh, hold on, hold on,” Mr. Fanny pled. “Why are we here? You can’t just smoke, undress yourself just like that.”
The lady looked away from Mr. Fanny, ignored him and stripped of the stripe short gown that housed her pale bust and fragile, tiny waist on which a pink thong hung, halving her potable buttocks cheeks. Turning her full view of well shaven vulva and firm breasts to him she cat-walked to him and said, “This room is dam hot. The prison management so unfortunate that the prison management can’t afford anything better.” She pointed across the room, and noticed that Mr. Fanny’s gaze was not on her nakedness but on the other end of the wall with paintings of nature and landscape. Mr. Fanny wasn’t aware when she appeared at his side, pushed out her cute palms and said, “I may not be your wife but I can be your mistress. I am Lucy and you?”
He was lost into her nakedness now he turned to her.
Something stronger than obsession about to begin .