Prison Island Break

Co-Written by Breech Loader and SonicFrank

Breech: I can't believe it! Fifty chapters past us! We're at fifty-one! This is a freaking EPIC. Of course that doesn't mean it's good (though it is by most of your accounts) but it IS long. And jeez but we haven't even gotten to what SonicFrank insists on calling "Season Two" yet. It's coming though. It's coming.

Chapter Fifty-One: Prostration

On his way to being searched, Sonic had learned two things - first, that there had been a disturbance in Amy's office, and second, that Shadow was the disturbance and would not be joining him and Mina. Something about attacking the Head of Security. In fact, the black and red hedgehog had clearly been sedated. It was impressive that he was already coming around from a dose that could take down a bull elephant, but he hadn't really noticed Sonic passing him in the corridors, so any hilarious jabs at his total lack of self-restraint would have been pretty pointless. He'd been screaming something about 'Solitary Cell Three'.

Sonic supposed that now he was finally going to see what was so terrible about being thrown in with Scourge, whenever Shadow got out of Solitary, which could be anywhere from twenty-four hours to a fortnight. In the meantime, he'd enjoy a little peace and quiet for himself - and of course, he wouldn't have to share Mina with Mister Happy-Rape.

Not having Shadow around came with its share of downfalls, though. The psychotic hedgehog provided a usefulness that even he himself wasn't aware of. For one, much of the fear involved with his group of potential escapees had gone to the Hole with him; the submissive cons still wouldn't mess with Sonic or Knuckles, but without Shadow, a big percentage of the more dominant ones would more than likely come 'round knockin', either to take his place in the plan or find out what the scoop was. And secondly, there was a chance that when the psycho got back from the Hole, it might be to another cell-mate. Any escape plan was almost impossible to pull off without letting cellies in on it, and Sonic really didn't want any more bodies involved. All he could afford to focus on was the immediate task at hand, though. And he grinned to himself when he didn't see Nate around.

Normally, as the Senior Corrections Officer, Nate was put in charge of escorting visitors. As well as chaperoning prisoners to their respective visits. Being an old man gave the outsiders the false vision that the penitentiary was gentle, disciplined and high on morale. That it went by the book. After all, how bad could it be if an old man like Nate was able to keep order in the place? With him around, nobody felt pressure or fear. Him not being there meant that Mina had probably been successful in her role for the plan. Which made Sonic happy inside. One of the rowdier prison wardens ushered him to the conjugal room instead, and despite his reputation and huge smirk, Sonic was on his best behavior. The door was opened, and he was all but shoved inside.

Mina was waiting for him, as expected. What went against expectation was the fact that she was half-naked, with only a green bra and matching lacy panties to cover her up. She was laying on her stomach with one leg up. Sonic grinned, and sighed in relief. "Man you have a nice butt."

Mina flicked her purple hair with a grin, "And it's nice to see you too, Sonic," she told him, before looking over his shoulder at the closing door. It was just the two of them. No Shadow, "Uh... so where's the kinky, violent rapist you promised me?" she asked Sonic, a little confused. She'd been expecting a threesome, but it looked like she was just getting half. Not a bad thing, but she'd been hoping for Shadow to show her what a rough fuck really meant.

The blue hedgehog had become a prodigy in the prison, and it was becoming more and more apparent to some of the inmates that he had a following outside of it, too. And he upheld that reputation by putting up a tireless front. But all the scheming, fighting, quick-witting and up-scaling he did on a regular basis was strenuous, and he was tired. Not physically, but mentally and emotionally. Being here with Mina meant that for just a few hours, he didn't have to hide his humanity. So he took a sigh, and sat down on the chair that Nate had been using. The mess from the food he'd spilled was still there. "They got to 'im… I tried, Babe. He was on his way here! But he got nasty during the pre-warmup cavity search. They sent 'im to the Hole," he rubbed his temple. "Smells like sex in here. And old man balls. Mission accomplished?"

Mina was clearly disappointed, but still, if she'd only get one of them, she'd still rather it was Sonic. And at the moment he looked so... well, even outside of prison he had been so quick and funny and full of jokes. It was clearly weighing him down, being in here with monsters when he didn't really deserve it. She sat up next to him, and looped her arms around his shoulders, "Mission accomplished," she agreed, "Bribery at its best. You'll be getting that phone in a few hours. Of course, Nate was just... some fun. Even with a few decades of practice, he still can't hold a candle to you."

Sonic rubbed his head with both hands, thinking. Normally, having a woman like Mina all to himself would excite him; and anything beyond the cabin would be off his mind. Especially after she complimented him. In her underwear. But due to this unexpected turn of events, things were going to change. Possibly for the worst. "This is bad. Shadow might not make it outta that Hole alive. And if he does, he won't be smilin' all chipper like usual," he explained, clearly sarcastic. "You were my only ace for keepin' 'im leashed. And I need that screwy nutcase on my side if I'm gonna bust outta here."

"He didn't seem so bad to me," Mina shrugged, and it took a moment for Sonic to realize she was serious. Well of course; she'd only known him for about twenty minutes and she wasn't his bunkmate, "I mean sure, a little..." she tapped her head meaningfully, "But still... can't you do without him?"

Somehow, her sincerity made him smirk. Mina was adorable; so cunning and yet so oblivious. "Of course I can! But his role's important. And he knows too much. He ain't exactly the 'comperse' type," Sonic looked over at her, and saw the confusion of her face. "Compersion. Opposite of jealousy. Instead o' bein' jealous because a person has something you don't, shagged someone you love, ate the last chili dog; whatever, you feel content for them that they had something you would enjoy. If Shadow comes outta that Hole alive, he's gonna be mondo ticked-off. A fight's guaranteed if he ain't broke; but that's no biggie. We've squared off before and I'm still sexy. The big problemos are the other measures he might take to get back at me. A shot at your vagina was one of only a pair of muzzles I had to keep him in cahoots with my plans. If he goes rogue despite the second one, he might squeal. And I can't let that happen, or else..." he cracked his knuckles, "I'll have to arrange his death. Or do it myself..." Admittedly Shadow didn't really seem the type to cosy up to the guards by squealing, but Sonic could think of other things the crazy bastard might do to get back at him, and he'd bet Shadow could think of all of them and more.

His hands left his temple, landing on his knees for a moment. But when he relaxed, they went right for Mina's forearms, which were wrapped warmly around his neck. It felt great to be in her company again. The only woman he'd had any contact with lately was Amy. And while she was certainly comforting, she wasn't a friend. "The 'Hole' point to solitary is breaking. They put a guy in there to snap his soul in half; to cripple his bravado. That way when he comes out, he'll be willing to submit toward authority and control. So, in a way, their intentions are to kill. But see, this place is different from the other playpens," Sonic explained, "This chocolate factory ain't for the naughty boys in school. This is where they send the guys who're so bad, Society wants them dead. But because of soft-hearted Liberals, like us, they can't legally get the Chair. So they're sent to this island in the South. That means they up the ante. This place has a book of its own. One that's hardly ever followed, since even the staff here is crooked. Heh, look what Nate did to you," he smirked, "They can't let a guy die in Solitary, or at all. But accidents happen. And around here, they're almost always intentional." He did have a lot on his mind. Mina had always admired him for his intelligence. "I get away with conjugals, and I ain't hitched…" he told her, running his hands over her forearms. "I'm gonna steal you, y'know. When I get outta here…" he unwrapped her arms, and guided her off the mattress, so she was in front of him. "I'll visit you for a change. And when I do, I might not leave.."

Mina didn't doubt Sonic's words. She wasn't really all that shocked, "When you get out of this place, baby, we can start cleaning up mucky places like this," she told him, "Draw some attention to the corruption, get rid of the thugs and psychos and sadists who call themselves guards but just took the job because they like hurting people, get more honest, decent guys in... That's what we're shooting for. Justice, not revenge, huh?"

Sonic looked up at her, standing before him as she was; half naked. And yet comfortable. When he first met her, Mina was the very definition of insecure. About the way she looked; the way she dressed, even her hair style. But her biggest issue by far was her breasts. Small, promising A-cups. But he taught her all about confidence, and when her gorgeous singing voice was discovered, he all but forced her out on stage to show the world what a gift she had. And now she was a freak. His freak. "Why're you so good to me?" he asked, out of nowhere. "You do so much for me. Risk your neck and fuck wrinkled-up old grandpas," his hands found her hips, not squeezing, but admiring. "When I get out, I'm gonna steal you away. I'm gonna have to! Because a schmuck like me doesn't deserve you."

"I know you, Sonic," Mina grinned, "You'll do what's right." He was a hero to so many people who wanted justice and freedom and equality, and as much as he was their hero, he was her hero. She leaned in and kissed him passionately, her arms wrapped around him.

It was true, Mina was always good to him. Sure, he may have second-handedly made all her dreams of stardom come true, boosted her confidence and changed her life for the better, but in most cases, guys like him are forgotten once they're incarcerated. Mina never let him go, though. She was always a phone call away. And she did what he asked, almost without question. So when he pulled her onto his lap with a strong embrace, he meant it. When he rubbed her back and ran rigid fingers through her hair, he meant it. And when he took control of the kiss and tongued her deep, he meant it too. A sudden smirk reassured her that they were here to have fun. "Take your clothes off, Mina..."

Mina returned his smirk, the devilish green hue returning to her eyes. Sonic made it easy to switch gears between trusted friend and passionate fuck-buddy. "I thought you'd never ask.." She made sure to stand close to him, and remove her bra slowly, just within his grasp. Then she bent over, and pushed her panties down her long legs, kicking them off to the side once she was out of them. The mongoose gave him no time to react, because she took control and kissed him passionately. An amused laugh escaped her; a sound muffled by their lips being pressed together, but a sound of happiness nonetheless. Taking hold of his slick quills, she pulled firmly on them, just as he did with her hair. The kiss was wonderful. It grew harder. It got even better. She broke it for a moment, "I just know you can sort this out, Sonic," she told him, "I just know you've picked the right guys for the job," Sonic thought of some of his team and would have questioned her but she sounded so sure, "You're gonna get yourself and your pals out of this place, and get back to the resistance. And you'll be an even bigger inspiration than ever!"

The hedgehog returned her enthusiasm, firing it up with a firm grasp of her ass. It made her jump. "I'll get out, one way or another. With 'em or without. Current plan or the next," he told her, gripping her firm rear tighter; thumbs digging into the soft, toned flesh of her thighs. "But no matter what, my brother's comin' with me. And then I'll get Sonia outta whatever whore-house prison they stuff her into. Family's always first," with that, Sonic surprised her, by leaning forward and going right for her nipple. Licking it; nibbling. It was a sensitive move for the both of them; Mina having had no confidence in the rack department, Sonic always insisting he found them and everything else about her undeniably sexy. When he played with them, it had impact.

Mina ground her butt firmly back into his hands, inviting him to squeeze harder while her hands unzipped his jacket slowly, reaching inside to push her hands up his vest, rubbing at the hard pecs and toned abs there, squeezing gently as she leaned in for another kiss.

She moaned as he played with her body, toying with it like he thought it was perfect, no matter what she believed.

Her lips had to fight for his attention as his hot mouth catered mainly to her body. Suckling her nipples, tongue licking her neck, tasting her flesh. His molten breath taunted her. And his hands were in a league of their own; she only wished there was more of her he could grab. More he could fondle and caress. He was careful but had no respect; sympathetic without any boundaries. Sonic treated her like she was his; and nobody else's.

Sometimes it was hard to remember Ash. But she never forgot him. Even in the throes of passion with Sonic, a part of her was putting Ash in his place. She loved Ash's sense of calm reason and stability, but when it came to sex, it was Sonic's rough, wild, feisty touch that she wanted. She could never have both, but she wished so badly for the possibility, "Yeah... that's the stuff..." she moaned to him, rubbing his chest harder.

Sonic hadn't ever met Ash. He knew of his existence; that he'd taken over as Mina's manager. And he seemed to be doing a good job. He also knew that they were dating, and even living together. With how the Press treated celebrities like they actually mattered, it was easy to keep silent tabs on her career, even from behind Prison walls. But he never quite asked about their relationship. Always avoided talking about him, unless Mina brought him up herself. He never asked if she was serious about Ash, or if she loved him; because the answer was obviously no. Could he blame her for finding another manager - and another lover, while he was locked away? Of course not. The important thing was that once he got out, he'd steal Mina away from this 'Ash Mongoose' fellow. And he'd do so the same way he was taking her now; roughly, without holding back. With utmost admiration for her body and person, but not the slightest bit of respect to treat it like it's hers. And she looked forward to that day just as much as he did.

He liked surprising her. His fingers did the trick; skipping her pelvis and not bothering to tease, just pushing inside her and making her squeal.

She yelped, but then returned the favor, one hand moving from his chest, down his pants, and rummaged past his boxers, giving the illusion of gentleness. But then she seizing his cock, pumping and squeezing, a moment before the squeeze became a stroke, and then the stroke became rubs. Finally her other hand sank down there, and began to play roughly with his member as she smiled more and more into the kiss, her tongue all but wrestling with his.

This was fun. New, spontaneous, riveting. They'd never done it like this before; with Mina in the buff, and Sonic fully clothed. It made her feel vulnerable, and Sonic oddly empowered. Like she was a treat for him. Like the mongoose was his for the taking. She heard him huff when she touched him, and groan when she stroked. His jacket was open but Hell it was hot now. His thumb touched her clit, circulating, bumping her button while his fingers delved further inside her. On her, he knew all the right spots.

He looked her in the eyes the whole time he touched her, drawing out her moans, relishing her gaze of pleasure..

"Hnnngh..." Mina moaned at the fondling, bumping her nude body forward and back to feel his fingers making a rhythm inside of her. So much better than some old man, or even Ash. It felt amazing. Still, she had to slide his fingers out of her if she was to pull off his jacket, and then his vest, leaving the top half of his body bare as she bent down to kiss his chest.

Sonic grinned, shivering at the tingling sensation of her tongue on his nipples. "You wouldn't be teasing me, would you, Miss Songbird?" he asked, letting her nude form take control. The two fingers he'd been prodding inside her were soaked, and he brought them to her lips, coaxing. Daring…

Mina smirked, and pulled one hand out of his trousers. She tried pushing his strong hand up to his mouth instead, although she knew he'd only really do it if he wanted to. She was incredibly hot now, and she knew he was too, from the length of his cock.

She was greeted with a grin of equal proportions, and he spread the two fingers apart. "We'll share…" he told her, and brought him tongue to his index finger, tasting her juices, cleaning them off. He longed to taste more of her.

She licked in return, sucking meaningfully on his middle finger, using her tongue and tasting herself, her hand still rubbing firmly at his cock, grasping firmly but not painfully, just with the suggestion that pain was definitely an option.

Just like that, she'd discovered one of Sonic's kinks; one she hadn't known about prior. She felt his body react, his lungs inflate and deflate too quickly, his throat go dry, his erection pump in her hand. Mina never did give herself enough credit; and that was part of her charm. Her purple hair, her styled triple set of ear rings, those magnificent green eyes... the combination was unparalleled, so unique to her. And having her suck on his finger, teasing him, so seductive, drove him wild. But she was on top. She was naked. And he wouldn't spoil her fun..

She squeezed again, still sucking on his finger and humming gently, still squeezing at his member. Her free hand left off rubbing his chest and moved down, not to copy the first, but to start pulling down at his pants, planning to get him just as naked as she was. He was still squeezing at her ass with one hand and she was loving it.

He had a way of squeezing her - not just her bum, but anywhere, that made her feel approved. Made her feel attractive and desired. Sexy, seductive, all those things that every woman wanted to be. And he was so brash about it, so impolite. He had to pull his finger away, almost regretfully because he loved the feeling of her sucking, nibbling and humming into it, so he could use that hand to hold more of her body, to grab at her torso and thumb at her nipple. "Nnng... Mina..." she managed to get out of him, the look in his eyes almost begging..

"Oh, you want more, huh? You want more?" Mina would have made him beg, but that wasn't really her style. Instead, she started to trace her lips down his body, her licks and nibbling not unlike his, but with her going lower... and lower... until her hand pulled his pants down to his knees, and she was punching a few love-bites on his lower abs.

Sonic squirmed. Truthfully, he wouldn't have minded saying 'Please'. She'd done enough for him this one day to deserve getting her way. What she'd done for him was key to guaranteeing his eventual freedom. He owed her. And with her gorgeous body and luscious kisses, she'd be hard to say no to. "Mina..." he huffed out, having to let go of her body so she could slump lower.

"Oh yeah, you really want it now," Mina smirked a little, "I guess you're sick of all the handsome hunks at you're disposal, and you want some pretty girls instead? You really want it? Really?" He didn't have to beg for her, but it sure was fun to drag it out a little, her hand moving to squeeze his thighs a whole lot harder than she'd been at his rod.

His squirming reached a whole new level, his feet pressing back against the floor, dragging the chair into the wall behind it. It was like he was trying to get away from her, because the threat of pleasure was just too much. "Not pretty girls... Just you..." He was lying. She knew he was lying; Sonic wasn't the type to limit himself. But it sure was nice to hear him say it. Her teasing was having a huge effect. Maybe because he was so drained.

"Heh... Be careful, your pants might catch fire," she returned, "But you're sexy, even with a growing nose. That might just be enough..." She was slow about what she did next. Making certain to get the full effect out of him; making sure he was watching. Her tongue came first, languidly scathing around his tip. Her smile unfettered. Her green eyes cunning. A small kiss to the swollen head followed, before she bit her lower lip in anticipation. It excited her. And then she went for it; sudden and bold, sinking her hot lips down over his shaft all the way down and, without moving them at all, sucked hard.

Sonic's reaction was so intense, she thought he might cum on the spot. He didn't, but she could feel his throbbing cock thicken just the same. A yelp escaped him; scratchy and quivering. He tried to say her name, but failed. Her tingling treatment had him muted.

Oh, she knew she was good, but good enough to silence him? It was a compliment, in its own right. Still not moving her lips, she coaxed more pleasure out of him by means of her tongue, hands squeezing those solid thighs that were meant for so much speed, humming gently against him and carefully, very carefully resting her teeth against the hard organ.

And he was loving it, in the most agonizing of ways. There was such a thing as too much pleasure; so much that it hurt. Mina was proving it; excavating his greatest weakness. Loss of control. Without it, he was helpless to her will. Her cunning way of submitting to his primitive desires in a way that gave her complete dominance was astounding. She had his sensitive organ in her mouth and down her throat, yet she was in charge. It was so hot..

She had deliberately left the best part until last. Now, finally, when he was as close as he could possibly be without actually cumming, she started to raise her lips, teeth grazing the muscle lightly. She rose, only far enough to take a breath, and dove back down. Just a little way at first, then further, and more vigorously, until he was almost at the back of her throat. All the time, her tongue dragged against him, and yet every few seconds, with no precise rhythm to it, she gave him a hard suck. And her hands were still squeezing.

This was just mean. Sonic had to close his eyes, and managed a smirk when he remembered how nervous she had been the first few times she did this. How he had to guide her. Reassure her. And now she was necking him like a champ. And she was being ever so rude, mixing his pleasure with so much teasing. Sonic had to moan. He couldn't hold it in. And Mina knew that when he moaned, he was close.

She knew it was only a matter of time. And she'd improved because she'd tried it on Ash a few times - but he came a lot easier. With Sonic squeezing at her and not cumming yet, she actually had enough time to start enjoying it herself. This time she planned to try swallowing as much of it as she could, though it wouldn't be easy. She'd failed every time before..

It was merely reflex when Sonic grabbed her head with both hands, cringing, groaning, deep-rooted cries of snapping pleasure. She had to wonder if he did much self-pleasuring, because the way he came, so hard, so much, with such tremors, made her think he was very backed up. That, or he'd been saving it for her. Pent up testosterone, frustration, energy... Saved up, so he could unleash it all on her. He was so thoughtful.

Sonic was cumming in an intense orgasm that had him shaking. Mina tried her best to fight her gag reflex and let it all slide down her throat, but she couldn't. The familiar taste and texture of his seed began to fill her mouth, and she had to try and take it. All of it. Every shot raising the challenge. Spurt by spurt, he unloaded his stress into her. Launching his tension in the crevice past her sealed lips. Cramming all his built-up anxiety into her mouth.

It took a long moment for it to subside, and Mina knelt there, unmoving. Purposeful and determined. Waiting. Once his erection stopped convulsing, she looked up at him, and pulled back slowly. Carefully, her lips clamped tightly to his still-hard shaft. The head retracted with a small pop, and just as Sonic's chest was pounding hard from his orgasm, the girl knelt before him was struggling to breathe. She swallowed a small portion, just to gain balance. Otherwise she wouldn't be able to show him without spilling some..

When the time was right, she did it. The nude mongoose opened her mouth, revealing Sonic's white, gummy load lathered delicately her tongue, and pooling down in the corners beneath it. Her mouth was full. And she was proud of herself. Her eyes bore a wicked glimmer as she sealed her lips and swallowed, taking it all down in one gulp. Licking her chops seductively. Sonic looked so hot, sitting above her with a solid, dripping erection. Still moaning.

He was sweating, panting, but still grinning. Mina was adorable, so sexy, down on her knees like she was. So willing. So dirty. He'd have his way with her eventually. But the day was young, and so were they. "You've gotten better…" he told her, complimenting, with just a hint of raunchy suspicion. Her promiscuous ways were always a turn-on, especially since she started off so shy and reserved.

"I've had practice since we last fucked," she grinned back, getting back up and sitting on his lap. Amazingly, he was still hard, "I sure hope this is the last time we need to do this here, though. This game we're playing isn't as much fun as the outside.. I have a jacuzzi back at my place."

Sonic wrapped his arms around her, and pulled her in, so her back was against his chest, and his chin was on her shoulder. "It's never been a game with you.." And then he kissed her. Despite the taste of his own sperm. He didn't care. If anything, the thought just turned him on. He was a freak like that. "Next time we do this, we'll be in your bed. And after that, in my ride. Or maybe on it. Heh, maybe we'll have a few threesomes, too... But they'll happen outside of this dump," his hand went right for her crotch again.

Mina smiled as he stroked her gently, "I can hardly wait..."

Breech: Hmmm... S.F. and I like to think we give you guys a solid mesh of M/M and M/F scenes, but we've had at least two M/F ones in a row. We need to remedy that.

SonicFrank: Maybe we'll get get some forced monkey-love going on in the next chapter, IF we get enough reviews.

Breech: That's your cue, readers!