This choice: You stand up and face your captor • Go Back... You feel the stupid pride of a teenage male well up inside you as you clench your fists at the sound of the metal door swinging open, (maybe it was pride, or maybe it's the fact that there's a girl across the hall - who the fuck knows?).
"You, mister, were not supposed to see that." The nurse says as she points her paddle at you.
"Yeah. So?" You say with a smirk - not wanting an answer.
"SO. You must be punished." She gives her paddle a bit of a swing.
You can't keep a straight face, "The hell? You want to paddle me?" Laughter bursts out of you.
"I do. And, I'm going to. Mister." She says as she takes a step forward.
"Whoa, lady. I don't know what you've been smoking, but there is no way you're paddling me." Is your retort as you realize she's being serious.
"Hey! Don't be disrespectful-" she starts, but you cut her off.
"How about you go shove your paddle, with your respect, right up your ass. And tell me where the hell I am."
"Well!" The woman's face turns red out of anger, "Never speak to me like that!" She roars as she swings her paddle angrily at your head.
The adreneline that has flooded your system, (truthfully because you're terrified - but she can 't know that), gives you an edge. You stop her paddle with your forearm - which lands with a slap. And in one fluid motion you grab the paddle out of the nurse' hand.
The woman roars in rage as she lunges toward you, looking like she wants to claw your face off. Your reaction is instant. You snap your hand with the paddle in it toward the womans face, (we'll say it was a reflex), hitting her cheek - immediately leaving a big red mark.
"Oww…" Her eyes start to shine as she sniffles, "That really…" she doesn't finish before running out of the room.
You walk to the front of your cell, peering out you see the nurse you had struck is in the middle of some sort of bear-hug. You, admittedly, smirk. She deserved it. Another woman turns and spits at you, "You'll regret that!" The group of women collectively walk out of the hall, out of sight.
You toss the paddle to the ground on your cell, and lean on the bars. Feeling puffed up with pride. Your eyes drift toward the girl in the cell across from you. Damn…She's pretty. Of course, most of them are pretty to some teenaged guys. She's sitting with her head in her knees, sniffling. Wearing nothing but a diaper, you have to wonder why, (aside from a few *ahem* other things).  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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