Pushing Parker aside, Roy pulls the mattress off the bed
and orders Seagars to lie on it.
“You gonna get appropriate punishment
for messing with the prisoners, without my say-so!” he snarls.
Seagars reluctantly obeys. He allows Roy to lift his legs in the air
while Parker looks on, amazed and rather embarrassed.
“Hey, I didn't mean anything, it was him.
It was him” argues Seagars, “….aaaa.......AAAAHH!”
His weasel words are cut off by Roy's forceful penetration.
Roy rolls his junior officer up and begins to aggressively pound his ass.
“Jeez Roy! You know I hate this stuff!” Seagars whines.
“It's appropriate punishment”, Roy reminds him,
“But, you can't do it in front of the prisoner!” Seagars struggles with his pride.
“Shut up, Officer Seagars. Parker! Hold him down”.
“No! Keep that creepy, pissy, street punk outta this!” screams Seagars.
Parker sees just how much Seagars despises him
and how he has been manipulating him.
Angrily, he silences the Officer's stream of venom
by crudely sitting astride his face.
“Get off me, you jerk!”
It's Seagars' last audible protest
before his head is enfolded by Parkers' sweaty crotch.
Parker deliberately sits heavily on Seagars face,
smothering him with his musky fur.
It feels like doing something really bad,
literally rubbing the cop's nose in it
but the Officer deserves it and feeling the sweaty, struggling body
trapped beneath him is pretty exciting.
He watches fascinated as Officer Roy re-enters Seagars ass.
to be continued