Lies Behind The Woods

rotation—an empty shower room.
John finally discarded his boxers while making his way to the showerhead, turned on the barely hot water and let the stream roll down his back. As John looked down at his feet, he saw the gutter was clogged; leftover soap mashed into the floor, boxers, and other crap was floating around in the water, including someone’s teeth with fresh blood going down the drain.
“Hi, handsome,” he heard as a female smacked his rear side. It was Officer Brown again. She pushed him back with her baton and proceeded to play with his body.
“Don’t say a word,” Officer Brown told him as she continued to play with his joystick and he got stiffer.
Officer Brown went down on him and John just stood there, hopeless, not knowing how to react to this sudden encounter.
John tried to step back from Officer Brown, but the guard grabbed his thighs and shoved him deeper in her throat.
As John stood there, the shower running down his back, he was conflicted on how to react. Here he was getting free sexual pleasure but not from a woman he felt attracted to. He actually felt used for the first time.
“What, you don’t want it?” Officer Brown asked him as she stood up to look in his eyes.
John tried to clear his throat, thinking of what to say. Knowing that saying the wrong thing may end with him in solitary confinement out of retaliation.
Officer Brown pushed John against the wall and began to unbutton her pants.
“I’m in control now, inmate,” Officer Brown whispered in his ear aggressively as she bit down on his ear lobe. Officer Brown forced herself on John. He hadn’t been with a woman in months, but this wasn’t the woman he wanted. He was being used for Officer Brown’s pleasure, but his nightmare got worse.
Officer Brown pulled herself away from John after feeling he was about to explode his internal juices. She took her handcuffs and cuffed John to the showerhead. Officer Brown whistled secretly and another female guard approached John from behind. This time, it was Officer Cleo Ryder
“What—What is this?” John asked, now fearing this may get out of hand. Officer Ryder was a female but had a man’s body and clearly wasn’t John’s type, or any other man’s for that matter.
As John stood naked, hopeless and nervous, he could feel Officer Ryder placing her hand on his head and slowly moving down his back, finally reaching his anus. Officer Ryder spat in her hand and lubed John’s ass, inserting several fingers into him.
“Please stop!” John begged the guards. Officer Ryder swiped her baton at the back of John’s knees, making him fall to the ground.
“Shut the fuck up!” Officer Ryder yelled at John. “I’m in control now, inmate.”
“Help!” John yelled at the top of his lungs, but Officer Brown put a dirty bar of soap in his mouth. Then Officer Ryder took her baton and shoved it up his rectum as hard as she could, multiple times, and seemed to be getting pleasure from seeing John in pain. After several minutes of being victimized, he passed out.
Back at his own cabin deep in White Pine, John got angrier as those memories of jail kept playing in his mind. They were the reason for his PTSD and his hatred for women. The reason he would never have respect for women and one day would control them all.
Except for Tara, for some reason. He couldn’t explain his love for Tara. His love for power was deeper, and his passion to never let another woman take advantage of him was even deeper still. Only Tara knew about his abuse when he was a young man in jail. That was the reason for their instant connection. They vowed to each other to never again be the victims but the abusers.
John still didn’t know how Tara changed his heart. He figured that if he treated her good, she would always be good and loyal to him. John was fascinated by Bonnie and Clyde and wanted his own female partner in crime. After his accused kidnapping of Tara, before his arrest, John and Tara had their fair share of wrongdoings outside of White Pine. It was all going well until Steve went to the police and ruined his freedom and his quest for power.
While John sat in prison, away from Tara, isolated from the world, all he heard was how Steve was a hero. Seeing Steve in his trial gave him nightmares for three years while he was behind bars. It was when John saw Steve on the news that he decided to plan his escape to seek his revenge. Steve, Jane, the guards, and Breitenbush would all feel his wrath when he killed them one by one until he was the only one standing. This became his mission. That day, we swore he would get his revenge.
As John sat on his sofa looking at Tara sleeping, his past kept replaying over and over in his mind. A past he wanted to change but couldn’t escape. John knew this was his time for money, power, and respect. He kept thinking of ways to execute his mission now that he had all the pieces together
“Never lose control. If they only knew.” He quietly said to himself. “If they only knew.”
As John began to close his eyes and rest his head, Kurt, his most loyal soldier, walked into the cabin to speak with him.
“Boss, big boss ain’t happy on how you brought in Steve. He’s super pissed right now,” Kurt said as he took a seat in front of John.
“I’m the fucking boss now!” John shouted as he stood up to look Kurt straight in his eyes. John pounded on the table in frustration.
Tara rolled over after hearing John’s emotions from the other side of the room. She walked over to join John and Kurt’s conversation.
“What’s going on?” Tara asked while taking a seat next to John.
“Steve! That’s what’s going on. I’m tired of