Chapter 1 Part4 (1/2)

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Chapter 1.4

“Even though you didn’t tell me, I know that you are insulted. They have punished him.” Quincy, the captain of the guards, took a sip of coffee, “Maybe we can tolerate being insulted by someone else, but not the prisoners. They need to know their place. They are rabbles.”

“I thought they are equal to us in terms of human rights.” Hill said listlessly.

“Human rights? They do not exist here.” Quincy sneered, “Think about the slavery in the past, Hill, it’s the same thing. This place is not synced with the outside society. Enjoy the pleasure of being a slave owner. You are the master here. You can do whatever you want. I suggest you f.u.c.k him!”

“Oh, I don’t want to f.u.c.k him. I want to butcher him.”

Quincy laughed out loud, “You are still mad. Don’t be so serious, Hill. I am off work. Trust me, he’s punished. Besides, the motherf.u.c.kers in the cells will be doing something to him tonight. Your anger shall be vented. Cheer up!” He patted on his shoulder and left.

I want to butcher him! Hill smoked silently. No, my anger will not be vented by simply beating him up. The pain and humiliation he brought to me…… I want to trample him into fragments under my feet. I abhor him. I want to……

He crushed the cigarette b.u.t.t into fragments. I have the ability. I can dominate his life. I can do whatever I want, and he can’t resist. This is how it is here. I have that……power……

Hill was a bit concerned about the “something” Quincy talked about, so he deliberately started his touring early at night. He did not want to miss anything.

The prisoners were still awake. When he stepped inside the iron gate, he could hear the deep moans, panting and struggles deep in the prison. The cells were trapped in an erotic atmosphere. He walked slowly. He would hear the sound of his boots on the floor. He soon noticed that the noises were coming from Olay’s room.

“Oh my G.o.d……” He stood in front the the door. The night light on the hallway was on, allowing him to see what in the cell vaguely, but that’s enough for him to be amazed by the tip of the iceberg. Like the sin city of Sodom, the room exuded the rotten smell of blood and s.e.m.e.n, the air of l.u.s.t and evil.

There were six men in total in the room, and one of them was the subject of the orgy – a little bribe to the guards gave them permission to switch rooms, which was probably why Quincy knew there was something going on. Hill didn’t know how long it had lasted. They likely planned to end it before the inspection time. But even with him standing here, none of the highly excited men noticed him.

He was surprised that was the “something” they would do to Olay.

The man was placed at the center. Two p.e.n.i.ses was thrusting in his body at the same time. One man covered his mouth, which seemed unnecessary – Hill believed that Olay would be a trouble in a fight, but he looked limp now. He lay on another man’s body in prostration, without resisting at all. Naked bodies of men tangled together, and others were queued up next to them.