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Holly smirked as she walked away from the cell and watched him for a second before turning and focusing on her job. She went around and took her time, she honestly did the whole thing at a much slower process knowing that she had him waiting for her was erotic to her. Finally after doing her rounds, she slowly went back to the room. She’d let him wait for close to forty-five minutes before she’d returned. She twirling her keys and smirked as he was still hanging there. “How you feelin there?” She smirked, slapping the male’s ass as she entered the cell. Making herself comfortable on his bed.
His shoulders were more stiff and aching by the time she had returned, even though he’d been doing the best he could to stretch and keep moving as much as he could. The clink of her keys roused him from his almost meditative state - since it was easier to be stuck in place when you did - and he opened his eyes to glance over at her when she slapped his ass. He gave a little annoyed hiss, even though the slap didn’t really hurt much.
“Probably better than you, sitting on that thing when you’re used to your luxury beds.” He said, refusing to give up his defiance.
