I hurriedly stick the vibrator underneath my duvet to hide and muffle it, then slide the nightstand drawer shut again as though I’m hiding a crime scene. Paranoia forced me to check all around me if anyone noticed my antics – nobody there – and I finally pick up my phone again to stare at the instructions and the blinking cursor. Unknown Number starts typing as I watch. [Unknown: I know you’re eager and ready, Missy.] [Un...

The image and the message come through while I’m sitting cross-legged on my assigned bed (number twenty-four, middle row, third bed from the right) and scrolling rather mindlessly through my phone. The device buzzes abruptly in my hand. A holiday pic from my cousin? The number is unknown. Maybe Lisa got herself a new SIM card? She’s spending seven whole weeks in Chile, so that would make sense. Downloading the photo takes...

Five years ago Thirteen-year-old Priya was in chemistry class. The mousy Indian girl was very socially awkward and no one wanted to help her, mostly because the girl was the only non-white student in the class. But she did just fine on her own, even though the task was hard. Her father graduated from All India Institute of Medical Sciences, the best medical school in India. He immigrated to the US and started his practice...

Reese is feeling very nervous. She is having lunch with her boss right now. Alicia Humphrey is an accomplished twenty-eight-year-old woman. The ebony beauty is a Harvard graduate who was also on the prestigious university's wrestling team. Soon after she graduated from the Ivy League, the black bombshell started working at her best friend's parents' company. It isn't very difficult to land the job, given both her perfect...

Tiffany Allen is inside her large room. She is sitting on the edge of her bed. The leggy black teen is inhaling cigarette smoke. It's one of the only two nasty habits the otherwise perfect girl has, other than bullying. The sporty African American is a terror. Her very beautiful face and sexy body conceal a demon that enjoys preying on other, much weaker girls. She elicits pleasure from their pain, liking nothing more tha...

June 2016 <Woke up early with this sickly feeling in the pit of my stomach. As I write this the sun is just breaking through, casting a golden glow onto the painted brickwork above the cell door, bringing a new day and what should be a new chance at life. This is the last morning that I will wake up in this godforsaken place. Over the course of the last eighteen months, I have gone over this moment so many times in my...

It's just a dream, it's just a dream. I kept telling myself that in order to try and convince myself that I wasn't really witnessing the scene that was unfolding before my eyes. It's just a dream - or maybe it's a nightmare. I wasn't quite sure. Cassidy had just been casually masturbating on top of my bed. Reluctantly bound to the chair in the corner of the bedroom, I could do nothing more than watch. I was also quite vul...

The only reason I heard my phone ringing was because I happened to be sprawled out on top of the dining room table, which is where I'd placed my phone when we first walked through the door. Momentarily panicked as to who might be calling, I turned to look at the caller ID: Cassidy. Normally I would never answer the phone in that kind of situation, but feeling extra naughty in the moment, I tapped the green button and put...

December 2015 < It was another sleepless night; I have got kind of used to the odd noises that resonate inside this old building. Not only the clicks and clangs from the ageing pipework, but the guys who shout out indecipherable nonsense in their sleep, fighting their own personal demons, but last night I had so much crammed inside my head that it was impossible to relax. It is two days before Christmas. The first, and...