Overview

"They got fresh meat in C2!"

It was my first time going to jail, and I knew things were bad when I heard the other prisoners chanting "fresh meat." I ignored them as best as I could. But it was harder to ignore the three women I was locked into a tiny cell with.

See, "fresh meat" didn't just mean I was new there. It also meant that I had to prove myself to the other prisoners.

WARNING: This 6000+ word story contains mature content matter, including black and white female prisoners initiating the straight new girl! Reader discretion is advised.

This hot short story stands alone and is also the prequel to the novella Shakedowns Are The New Foreplay - coming soon!