Sophia Carter's POV
Waking up the next morning after another nightmare - I swear I can't get a break - I think back to my conversation with Hottie #1 and Hottie #2, or should I say Casey and Alexander. Whatever. Honestly, when Mike and Nolan first told me about them, I didn't expect them to be this hot. I'm pretty damn sure my panties got wet when Casey pushed me up against the wall like that. That was seriously so fucking hot. And Alex, the way he was just standing there in all his glory. He looked good enough to eat. Okay, maybe I'm just a bit horny this morning. But, to be fair, I'm pretty sure anyone would be if they encountered these two men.
Anyway, I wonder what our conversation will be about today. If I can find the balls to go in the first place. And that's going to be hard since I physically have no balls. But whatever, with the tingles I felt last night when Casey touched me, I would do just about anything to have sex with them. And the way he put me in my place... It made my inner brat feel so happy and satiated.
"You look happy this morning." Tammy brought me out of my thoughts. Yeah, I guess I was happy. But I couldn't afford to let my guard down in front of her so I just smiled and shrugged my response.
Now I just have to mentally prepare myself for the upcoming conversation. "You know, I wish we'd have gotten closer after two years of being cell mates," Tammy suddenly said. Seriously, can't she just let me think in peace. Why does she have to be so adamant on talking to me all of a sudden? Ugh. I keep trying to come up with different things they would want to talk about, but every single outcome turns out to be sexual in the end. So, if that's not what they want, then I don't really know.
"Yeah, maybe. But, to be fair with you, you're always out hanging out with your gang of friends, and I don't want to interrupt that time with them for you. So I keep myself in here. Plus I have my own entourage, with my own friends, and I guess neither of us ever thought of hanging out with the other's gang," I said as a way to both shut her up, and try to convince her as well. To convince her that I was still innocent - that I didn't know that she was a traitor, and that she betrayed my family and I to my enemies.
"I guess you're right."
Finally, some peace of mind. Okay, think. They could just want to be friends with benefits, but again, those two are clearly dating. So unless they want a third, I don't understand why they would want to involve me in their relationship sexually. Or maybe, maybe they want to be my dominants. I mean, they both clearly exude auras of dominance. But then again, why me. There are so many people here - both men and women - that are so much better looking than I am, so why would they choose me? No that's probably not it. Maybe they just want to talk about business, if they somehow found out who I am. But, I mean, I am a very private person, and I always make sure to kill anyone in this prison who knows about my identity - the ones that don't work for me that is. And there's a lot. I've kept the numbers of those who work for the Italian mafia in this prison a decently small sized amount. Just to avoid any corruption, or betrayal. But, even then, the only people in this prison who know of my identity, are Mike Moretti, Nolan Prescott, and Sarah Walter, if we exclude Tammy Cardenas that is. Everyone else that works for me knows nothing of my identity, they answer to Mike or Nolan and that's it.
A few weeks ago, I had to get rid of Antonio Martinez, one of the toughest criminals in Cape Vincent County Prison. He was the leader of the Waldogs, one of the most feared gangs in this prison. Also one who had much influence on the other prisoners. Then again, the more influence you have on others, the more likely you are to get influenced by those other people. Which is exactly what happened. He had been working for me for just over a year when I found out from Mike that he was in touch with the Grave Kings. The one gang that my family happened to be at war with. I mean, sure he didn't know who I was, but that doesn't exclude the fact that he was in contact with a gang who were my family's rivals. Who had been our rivals for over fourteen years.
"Soph, the cafeteria is open for lunch. You coming?" Tammy suddenly said, making me jump. I guess I got really caught up in my thoughts that I didn't see the time go by.
Wait a minute, lunch!? What happened to breakfast? "Hold on, you said lunch? Did I miss breakfast or something? 'Cause I don't remember going," I said in a panic.
"Sophia, you ate breakfast at your usual table with me. You were really out of it though. I could tell even if I was sitting a few tables away that you weren't completely there," she said matter of factly. Huh, I must've been overthinking too much again that I somewhat dissociated from my surroundings. Now it makes sense as to why I don't remember going, it's because my body was operating on autopilot.
"Anyway, are we going to lunch or what?" Tammy asked. She seemed hangry, and that's not a good look on her.
"Yeah, we're going."
I stood up and followed Tammy out the cell door and into the cafeteria. As soon as I made it inside, I noticed that Casey and Alexander were sitting alone today, in a secluded corner away from other tables. without giving it another thought, I made my way over. It was only a matter of time before they gestured for me to come over anyway. I may have been nervous for this conversation, but there was no denying it was going to happen. So, there was no need to delay the inevitable.
As soon as I came into Casey's view, he smirked then gestured for me to sit down. Both him and Alexander were sitting on the opposite side of the table, which left me sitting alone. "Alright, let's get this conversation on the road," Casey said teasingly. I don't know what he was teasing for, but it couldn't be a good sign.
"What did you guys want to talk about? Because, from the way you said it yesterday..." I shoved my nerves deep down in the ground. "It seemed like you wanted something sexual from me."
The two shared looks - Casey was smirking, and Alexander seemed a bit amused by the situation. "Not exactly. See, we're actually... no. Have you ever heard of the term BDSM?" Casey questioned.
Fuck. I knew it. I nodded in response to show that I had heard of the term before, but not even a second later, Alexander was speaking. "Words, little fox."
I closed my legs tighter together. Because, for some reason, some unknown reason, his words were incredibly arousing to me. "Yes, I have."
"And can you tell us what you know about it, vixen?" Casey asked.
I went to nod again, but one sharp look from Alexander and I thought twice about it. "Well, I know that it stands for Bondage, Discipline, Dominance and Submission, and Sadomasochism. It's a power exchange between consenting adults that isn't only sexual, but can be a lifestyle as well. Unlike what most people think, BDSM isn't just about kinks or sexual preferences, but it can also be for someone who needs that aspect of control in their life. Like for example: if a submissive needs to make a big decision that they're not sure about, their dominant will be there to help them make it. But, there are some sexual aspects. Like that power exchange. A dominant will tell their submissive what to do and somewhat own their pleasure. In the end though, the submissive is the one in control since they have safewords which can mean that they can stop a scene at any point in time. Within good reason," I explained. What I said was a little all over the place, but hopefully it will tell them that I know quite a bit about BDSM.
And, judging by their facial expressions, I can tell that they are decently surprised that I know so much. "Well, I think you've pretty much summed it up. There is definitely more to it than that, but I think that just proves that you know your stuff," Alexander said, still with that surprised expression etched onto his face.
"Basically, Alex and I have been searching for a submissive for a while now. Since Alex here..." Casey grabbed Alex's face in a loving but teasing manner. "He is not completely satisfied with our relationship." As Alexander goes to protest, Casey gives him a pointed look that stops him from interrupting. "What I mean is, he is a switch. Although he is more dominant than he is submissive. He is also a Daddy Dominant. I'm not sure if you know what that means, but it doesn't matter for now. What I am getting at is that we want you to be our submissive."
Holy shit. Okay, that was not what I was expecting.