It fell quiet, still for a few seconds. Then there was a slap, a dull moan, and the guard laughed something unintelligible. The girl’s door creaked open, then closed with a slam. Hardly any noise came from the girl’s cell now, just shuffling and what might be sniffling.
Then there was the rattle and creak of her door again. “Oh no, PLEASE” the girl began to sob. Mary’s stomach knotted and she grabbed her thin pillow to pull over her ears. Oh no, they were going to do it to her again…the thin pillow did nothing to muffle the girl’s cries as the new guard struggled with her. First the girl begged, then she yelled and growled as she actually fought with the guard for a minute…then there was the high, shrill scream as he penetrated her, then the steady grunting yelps as he sodomized her roughly, along with the crude slapping of his hips banging against her fleshy buttocks.
The woman on the bus had said it would be like this.
She looked quiet and nervous. “This isn’t a good place, the one we’re going” she had whispered to Mary.
“They rape the women there.”