To be honest, prison scenarios were something of their own caliber. Y/N only found himself in one throughout his entire career so far, but this one was going to be completely different. He played the role of an inmate, having been arrested for severe sexual harrasment and beating a cop into a coma. He wasn't to be messed with, but there was a guard who knew how to keep him tame. And that, of all people, was none other than Christy Mack.

^ Christy Mack

She was making her rounds right now since it was laundry day and her cart still had some open space. So when she got to Y/N's cell, there was no sign of kidness whatsoever.

Christy:" Hey you. It's laundry day. Get those clothes off."

Y/N:" That doesn't work on me, sweetheart. If you want these, you gotta take them from me."

Christy:" We can do it the easy or the hard way."

Y/N:" I'm not afraid of a chick."

Christy:" Chick, huh? Listen here, boy. I do have my methods to get to you. So quit barking."

Y/N just laughed it off and shook his head, ignoring Christy who was rolling her eyes before grabbing her keys, unlocking the cell door and walking in. She played games like that before and it never ended well for the inmates. Taking a pair of handcuffs, she pushed Y/N against the wall, cuffed him to the nearby chain links in the wall and then proceeded to taunt the young man again.

Christy:" You can laugh all you want. This is my business tonight and I'm gonna get these clothes off, whether you like it or not."

Y/N:" And people say I'm the perv."

Christy:" Shut it now."

The first thing Christy started taking from Y/N was the shirt. She unbuttoned it and just ripped it off without a care in the world while Y/N grit his teeth. Tension was in the air between the two and if Y/N wasn't handcuffed, he would've thrown Christy out immediatly. However, that wasn't an option for him, so he had to let her take piece after piece until he was completely naked right in front of her.

Christy:" At least you're not an eyesore."

Y/N:" Yeah, fuck you too."

Christy:" I wouldn't even touch you with a ten foot pole...However, this week has been really boring. And I kinda need some entertainment. So with you unable to leave, I know what I'm gonna do."

The look on her face told enough of a story for Y/N to know what he was in for as Christy stripped down to her birthday suit just a few feet away from him. She revealed her lightly tanned, heavily tattooed body to him, mocking him with an amused smirk on her face. She knew she was in full control there, so it was no surprise when she climbed on top of Y/N, hovering her pussy just an inch above his cock that was gripped by one of her hands. Christy didn't inflict any pain or something serious, but her mindgames still worked.

Christy:" I'm gonna use you for my own pleasure."

Y/N:" If you wanted to fuck, you could've just said so."

Christy:" That's no fun. You're under my command right now. Do anything stupid and I'll crush your balls."

The serious undertone of those words silenced Y/N as he cursed Christy in his mind while the tattooed woman giggled softly, lining herself up and sinking herself down deep on his cock. She didn't waste a second at all, her pussy hugging him tightly as she started bouncing along his rigid length. Obviously in real life, the surrounding inmates would've seen or heard everything, but they were alone in this scene. Every move pushed Christy further onto Y/N's rod until she had just about every bit of it inside her snatch. Having someone at her mercy like that definitly satisfied Christy and to be honest, she wasn't disappointed in what Y/N had to offer.

Christy:" You've got more than meets the eye, buddy. This is good."

Y/N:" Whatever. Once I'll break the cuffs, you're done for."

Christy:" I'd like to see you try."

According to the expression on Y/N's face, this was a big mistake as Christy had no idea what she got herself into. That surprise had to wait though as she was grinding and bouncing along his rigid length vigorously, harder and faster than before to feel her delicate snatch being speared. It was the speed and intensity that kept her going, hoping that the load Y/N built up slowly, but surely would be buried inside sooner rather than later. Christy's tits bounced comfortably as she moaned from the deep penetration while Y/N did his best to stay quiet, a task that was difficult.

It was really just a matter of time until the two would reach the end of the first round, knowing that things could take drastic turns sooner rather than later. Christy felt Y/N's cock throbbing already while her cunt locked up around it with every move. There was no escape anymore as Y/N suddenly turned the tables by getting Christy in a mating press.

Christy:" What the fuck?!"

Y/N:" I told you I would break these cuffs. Now you've lost."

Christy:" Son of a bitch..."

Y/N ignored that comment and just kept pounding away at her tight pussy while Christy surprisingly didn't even try to push him off or anything. She actually accepted what was going on, staring at the young man with anger in her eyes, but her body still giving in to the sensation. As previously mentioned, prison scenes were some of the least expectable. It wasn't like complete chaos, but there were moments were none of the performers could be sure about how things might go. Much sooner than expected though, Y/N pushed balls deep into Christy and started pumping her full of hot jizz. He was backed up and by the looks of things, Christy couldn't take it as her eyes rolled back. It took a good while and once Y/N pulled out, he aimed at her chest, letting the last few spurts cover her tits begore taking a towel and cleaning himself off.

Y/N:" I told you I'm the wrong one to fuck with."

And just like that, he walked out of the shot while Christy's knocked out form was recorded for another few seconds. There wasn't that much to the ending, it was more about the sex and the dialogue.