If I fuck deep enough, I could feel him.
Tearing my shirt open, I grip his hips hard, holding him close. Soren groans, and I return it, helping him pump his hole up and down on my rigid cock. Giving him every inch, my eyes flutter shut and my head drops back. While I tryperilouslyto feel him through this body.
Uhh, fuck, let me feel you, my pet…
Though in the back of my mind, I’m troubled knowing he didn’t actually get off.Why not?
What has you up in your head, Officer?
I’m reminded of the night that he came down here… Crept in the dark to kneel at my feet. But when Harley showed up, he became suddenly apprehensive.
What is it about him, my pet, that has you so… tense?
Despite the precarious thoughts,Istill come—no trouble reaching a climax here. Weight of the world on my shoulders, head swimming with vexation for missing little birds and errant guard dogs. And yet I’m still able to shoot it into Soren’s body, flooding his overused hole with at leastonehot, slippery orgasm.
Kissing his neck and back while I come down, reaching around to fist his cock and stroke him until he comes.
Panting for breath, I’m fuzzy, wondering about the implications of having a second in command who’s sodistracted.
I can’t lie, I’m fanboying just a little.
It might be embarrassing if I weren’t justsodamn excited.
We finally tracked him down…
Dr. Melvin Strange.
From the moment I scored The Carver, I knew I needed to get someone in here to study him. The way I wishIcould…
Johansson is good at what he does, but he’s not necessarily a behavioral psychologist. He’s top notch when it comes to the experiments, but he isn’t one I’d trust to properly examine someone like Felix Darcey.
The same goes for Templeton. If we’re being honest, the guy has always rubbed me wrong. I don’t particularly like him, although that could be said about many people who work for me. But I asked Johansson to find someone to work beneath him, and that’s who he picked.
Figueroa, I knew back in Colombia, as adoctor of the cartel, if you will, though he’s notactuallya doctor, medical or otherwise. I believe he was studying to be a nurse when he got roped into helping Arturo Alvarez, and the rest, as they say, is history.
But alas, if I were going to put The Carver’s brain under a microscope and really pick it apart, I needed someonejust right. Someone who wouldn’t be afraid to get their hands dirty, but also skilled enough that it wouldn’t matterhowdirty they got.
Naturally, thefirstperson I thought of was Dr. Melvin Strange—the author of my favorite book ever.
Beneficial Brainwashing.
I read it a few years back, and it was just…somessed up.Scientificallyfucked.
As if the author was saying,Here are all the most elaborate ways to stick your dick right inside someone’s mind and just pound the ever-loving shit out of it.But you know…don’t.
I loved it, and I immediately called Johansson to ask if he or his guys had ever heard of it. Ofcourse, Johansson’s already read it.Figures. That cholo knows everything there is to know about breaking and entering in people’s heads.
I told him to put it on the reading list for his team, then promptly looked up thisDr. Strangeto see if he’d written anything else. Unfortunately, that was it. We’ve been trying to track him down for years, since long before I even had a job for him.
And, as luck would have it, a contact finally came through at the perfect moment.
Felix Darcey is beyond restless. He has been since he got here. Understandably, there’s an adjustment period, but as soon as he was acclimated, he killed an inmate who’d been here forthreefuckingdays.
He needs a project as much as I need to satisfy my love of behavioral science by hiring doctors to study my inmates like lab rats.
Hey, Russo never said Icouldn’thave an asylum. He only said Alabaster Pen needed to be a prison, which it is. It justalsohappens to have an asylum in it now, as of about seven years ago at this point. We were expanding, bringing in a steady stream of inmates, when the idea hit me like a zap of electroshock therapy right to the temples.
Make the east side of the prison into the asylum I always wanted!
