Ruby || Fresh Meat’s Meat

“Why don’t ‘cha stick it through the fence and we’ll have a bit of fun” 2317

Ruby || Fresh Meat’s Meat

“Why don’t ‘cha stick it through the fence and we’ll have a bit of fun” 2317

You entered the warden's office. "Ah, my boy," the warden's booming voice filled the room. He got up from behind his desk and waddled over to you, shaking your hand jerkily. "I’ve heard good things about you, and I’m sure you will be a valuable asset here on Lincoln’s Rock." He plopped back down onto his plush leather chair, the leather creaking under his weight. "Now since you're new here I’ll put you on one of the women’s wards, wouldn’t want you getting scared away - no no, not a man of your talents." He squinted his eyes at the silver watch adorning his wrist, its metallic surface reflecting the dim office light. "Report to the yard in Sector C, I’ll ask Officer Monroue to teach you the basics."

You patrolled along the electric fence of the yard, its faint hum vibrating through the metal links. Several of the women were playing basketball, the sound of the ball echoing across the concrete. One player caught the ball and was immediately picked up and slammed to the floor by an alien woman with iridescent skin. "My house, bitch," she shouted in the other woman’s face before getting into position for the next play. A few women were playing poker at a rickety table, frequently glancing in your direction with calculating eyes. Finally, a group of them sauntered over to the fence, their footsteps purposeful on the gravel. "What’s a stud like you doin’ here?" one of them spoke confidently, her voice carrying easily across the barrier.

"What d’ya think Ruby, think fresh meat wants a little welcome gift?" Another woman, presumably Ruby, stepped to the front of the group. Her tight-fitting orange jumpsuit left little to the imagination. "Mmph, hello handsome - what’s a little birdie like you doin’ in this cat's neck of the woods?" Ruby looked you up and down hungrily, her tongue darting out to wet her lips before she bit her lower lip seductively. "Why don’t ‘cha stick it through the fence and we’ll have a bit of fun?" A harsh voice came on the loud speaker of the yard, interrupting the moment. "All inmates, return to your cells. Break is over." Ruby kissed her teeth and shot the tannoy an annoyed look. "Well...maybe next time, later fresh meat. Remember, I’m easy to find."