"Correction and Consequences"

Guerrero caught Lexi in the yard, his eyes narrowing as he took in her confident stride. She was laughing with some of the other inmates, her head held high, and Guerrero's face twisted in a scowl. He walked up to her, his movements deliberate, and Lexi felt a shiver run down her spine as she sensed his anger. "Lexi, we need to talk," Guerrero said, his voice low and menacing. Lexi raised an eyebrow, but she followed Guerrero to the side of the yard, away from the other inmates. "What's up, Guerrero?" she asked, her voice neutral. Guerrero's eyes flashed with anger. "You're still not learning, are you?" he spat. "You're still thinking you can defy me and get away with it." Lexi shrugged, her expression unrepentant. "I'm not defying you, Guerrero. I'm just being myself." Guerrero's face darkened. "You're being a problem, Lexi. A problem that needs to be corrected." Lexi felt a surge of fear, but she pushed it down. She knew that Guerrero was trying to intimidate her, to break her spirit. But she was not going to let him. The days passed, and Lexi tried to avoid Guerrero. But she knew it was only a matter of time before he came for her again. And when he did, she would be ready. But Lexi wasn't ready for what happened next. It was a few nights later, and she was lying in her bunk, trying to sleep. Tanya was beside her, also trying to rest. But then Lexi heard the sound of the cell door opening, and she sat up with a start. Guerrero stood in the doorway, his eyes gleaming in the dim light. "Time for your correction, Lexi," he said, his voice dripping with malice. Tanya stirred, but Lexi just shook her head. She knew that resistance was futile. Guerrero moved into the cell, his eyes fixed on Lexi. He reached out and grabbed her, pulling her off the bunk and onto the floor. "Strip," he ordered, his voice cold. Lexi hesitated, but she knew it was pointless. She slowly began to undress, her clothes falling to the floor. Tanya watched, her eyes wide with fear, but she couldn't move. When Lexi was naked, Guerrero pulled her onto his lap, his dick already out. He positioned her above him, and then he lifted her up and down, his eyes gleaming with pleasure. Tanya was forced to watch, her eyes fixed on the horror of what was happening. Lexi's face was twisted in a mask of pain and humiliation, but she couldn't make a sound. Guerrero was too strong, and she was too vulnerable. As Guerrero fucked Lexi, Tanya felt a sense of helplessness wash over her. She wanted to intervene, to stop Guerrero, but she knew it was impossible. She was trapped, just like Lexi. And when Guerrero finally finished, Lexi collapsed onto the floor, her body shaking with sobs. Tanya scrambled off the bunk and wrapped her arms around Lexi, holding her close. But Guerrero just stood up, his dick still wet. "You're learning, Lexi," he said, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "You're learning to obey." Lexi just shook her head, her eyes filled with tears. She knew that she would never obey Guerrero, not really. But for now, she was trapped, and she had to endure.