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Who: Sen and some NPCs
When: Before he goes to see Kain
Where: Laundry Room
What: The new Shut Call chooses a bitch
Rating: NC-17 / Rape / The N word


Sen had barely slept since Sword had left UGH, the days and nights blurring int an endless pit of emptiness, no matter how hard Sen tried to pull himself out of this depression, he found himself spiralling deeper into it. He was barely eating - only enough that the guards wouldn't send him to the doctors. He was suffering from mild dehydration. His body ached with fatigue.

He made his way to the laundry room, turned on the machine and sat on the bench to watch it spin. It was almost hypnotic. He was so entranced by the whirlwind of white that he barely noticed the sound of footsteps entering the room. Baxter Mcgee - the new shut call - walked into the room. "Well, well well... If it isn't the great Sen himself." He walked over, cupping his hand around Sen's face, brushing his thumb over his cheek. "You know you'd look pretty by my side, Sen. How about it? Be my pretty little bitch?"

Sen pulled his face with a hiss. "Go to Hell, Mcgee. I'm no one's bitch!"

The man grabbed Sen's face again, this time a little harder. "Hey Sugar - the nigger ain't coming back, get over him. Stick with me, I'll treat you real good, how about it? Let me sample to goods!"

The Japanese man once more pulled his face away, standing to leave. "Don't you speak English? I'm not interested in you, your dick or anything else to do with you." Even though Sword was gone, the use of the N word certainly still triggered anger within him, yet he didn't feel strong enough to fight about it.

This time Mcgee grabbed Sen by the arm, pulling him back to him. "Now you listen here, Yellow Cab... Sword had his fun and now it's my turn, I intend to ride that back seat all over this prison, and I always get what I want!!!"

Sen pulled his arm away sharply. "Too bad, this cab ain't in service, find yourself another bitch!!" He moved towards the door, but his way was blocked by Mcgee's right hand man - Lofty - not the sort of guy you'd want to cross in a dark alley - and certainly not the guy you'd want to cross in an otherwise empty laundry room. "I'm not interested in your petty games! Let me pass."

Lofty didn't move out of the way, instead he started to close in on Sen, who in turn started to back up, only to walk into Mcgee. The man wrapped his arms around Sen, leaning in to nibble the Jap's earlobe. "I knew you'd come around to my way of thinking..." He pushed Sen into Lofty's arms. "Hold him."

Sen instinctively punched Lofty, yet it was a weak punch in his current state and only served to anger the man, causing him to grasp Sen's throat hard, squeezing his windpipes until he struggled for breathe. Mcgee unfastened his pants, coaxing his huge cock to erection, before pulling Sen's pants and boxers down, pushing into his unprepared hole. "Mmmm God Sen, no wonder Sword liked your ass, nice, tight and hot!" He started to thrust hard and deep, not caring about the dry friction or the resistence, or the damage and pain he was causing Sen.

Sen tried to cry out, but the hand grasping his throat strangled out the sounds. Hands clawed at Lofty's wrists, trying to pry them away, as Mcgee thrust merclessly into Sen's body, over and over again until he finally reached his orgasm, coming deep inside Sen's abused body. He pulled out, watching proudly as the mixture of semen and blood trickled from Sen's abused ass. He scooped some on his fingers, smearing it over Sen's cheek. "You make a good bitch. Next time, don't fight it and it'll feel better."

Lofty let go of Sen's throat as Mcgee redressed himself, both men walking out together, leaving Sen on his knees, gasping for breath, trying to recover.