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Cinnamon's Sentence Ch. 01

By: Cinnamon2006



*This is a complete work of fiction. The likeness to any person or place is completely coincidental.* 

She'll never forget these words: 

"Cinnamon Espere Stevenson, you are hereby sentenced to one to three years for involuntary manslaughter." 

A crime she didn't commit. She was the best nurse Memorial had, or will ever have for that matter. Neglect a patient? Never. Had it been ANYONE but the administrator's daughter, Cinnamon would be a free woman. Angela covered her tracks well, and framed the one person who stood in her way, Cinnamon. Now, an innocent 27-year-old nurse will be serving time for a crime she didn't commit. 

On January 8th, Cinnamon was sent to the Piney Cross Prison for Women. A minimum security prison where most inmates are mothers or expectant mothers. Cinnamon was neither, but happy to be in a non-threatening environment. As she walked into the prison, she had no idea what to expect. We've all heard horror stories of prisons, how many people are raped and abused behind bars. Cinnamon certainly didn't want to be one of these women. 

The prison was small in comparison to others. It held only 300 women. Cinnamon wasn't placed in the general population. She was placed in the maternity wing. Although puzzled, she didn't complain. Being around the expectant mothers and mothers with newborns made her feel more comfortable, as if she were back at the hospital. It wasn't long after she settled in, that it became clear why she was there. 

"So, you're Sarge's new girl, huh?" an older woman asked her. 

Cinnamon was puzzled. She had no idea what the woman was talking about. She hadn't met any men since she had been in the prison. As she looked up, her dark, hazel eyes met his piercing blue eyes. He was so handsome. Rugged, and much older than she. He had the standard military haircut, and big, broad shoulders. You could tell just by looking at him, he was a man who got what he wanted, and did NOT take NO for an answer. 

"Is . . . is that, Sarge?" Cinnamon asked, as she looked up at the strong man. 

"Yep, that's him, and let me tell your sister, he just got back from the war, and word is, whomever his girl is, well, damn, she ain't gonna be walking for a while," replied the woman. 

"Oh, my name is Carla, I know everything, about everyone, and I know, you're Sarge's new girl." 

"How . . . how do you know this?" Cinnamon asked nervously, trembling. She came in a virgin, saving herself for marriage and was terrified of being taken by such a huge, strong man. 

"We ain't ever had one as pretty as you walk through these doors. That long red hair, pale skin and doe eyes, you ought to know not to come in here looking like that. See, Sarge, he always picks the pretty ones for himself. It's cool though, he always uses protection. You ain't got nothin' to worry about. If you're his girl, he'll take good care of you. No other guards will touch you, and you can get some 'special' benefits," Carla replied, winking as she got up. 

"Ten minutes until lights out, ladies," the sergeant said in his deep, gruff voice. 

Getting up, walking into her cell, Cinnamon took out the tiny white gown she was allowed to bring. Taking off her clothes, she could feel someone watching her. Afraid to turn around, she hurriedly put on her gown, jumping into her tiny bed, snuggling beneath the small blanket. 

The darkness in prison, was a different sort of darkness. All of your fears came to light. The silence was deafening. Sleep finally found Cinnamon, but not for long. As she slumbered peacefully, the creaking of her cell door awakened her. She triesdto scream, but a big hand muffled her cries. 

"Shhhhhhhhh, do as I say, and you won't be hurt," is all she heard. 

"I'm going to take my hand away from your mouth, if you scream, that will be the last thing you ever do, do you understand?" 

Cinnamon nodded her head, trembling, looking up into the same cold, dark eyes from earlier. 

"Please, please, don't hurt me," she begged, watching as the strong guard began to undress. 

"I... I'm a virgin," she said softly, beginning to cry. 

"A virgin, huh? Haven't had one of those in here before. This should be fun," he replied laughing as he pulled the covers back, exposing her tender body. 

The cool air in her cell made her pretty pink nipples painfully erect against the thin material of her white gown. 

"Looks like someone is looking forward to this," he sneers as he puts his big hands on her breasts, squeezing them, his fingers pinching and rolling her nipples. 

A small moan escaped her lips, unaware she was urging him on. So far, he'd brought her nothing but pleasure, so Cinnamon decided to make a bold move, for her anyway, and unbuttoned her gown, exposing her creamy breasts. She had always been proud of her 34C's, and although a virgin, she enjoyed it when they were given adequate attention. 

"Mmmmmmmmm, looks like someone likes what Sergeant Jay is doing, huh," he said, grinning down at Cinnamon as his big hand forced her legs apart. 

His strong hand moved up her smooth thigh, finding her pussy, freshly shaven, and slightly moist. 

"Damn, a bald pussy too. I'm gonna like having you as my girl," he said looking down into her eyes, forcing two big fingers inside of her, feeling her wet walls, slick with desire. 

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh," she moaned, her small hands cupping her breasts, looking up into his eyes. "Jay, that feels so good," she purred with pleasure. 

"You like that, angel? You like having your hot pussy fucked with my big fingers?"he groans while thrusting them in and out of her pussy harder, feeling her velvety walls getting so wet. 

"Yes, Jay, ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, it feels so good, please don't stop." 

"Don't worry, angel, I won't stop," he replied with a wicked grin, forcing Cinnamon to kiss him deeply, her sweet moans against his mouth urging him on, fingering her harder, deeper, rubbing her sweet spot deep inside, feeling her pussy becoming soppy wet. 

"Mmmmmmmmmmm, keep on baby, damn that's a good pussy," he moaned, moving his head to her nipples, sucking on the pretty pink buds. 

"Jay, ohhhhhhhh, Jay, Jay . . . I . . . I'm gonna cum," she screamed, arching her back, grinding her pussy against his big fingers. Holding his head to her nipple, she came so hard, drenching his big fingers with her sweet girl cum. 

"Yeah baby, cum, cum all over my hand," he moaned against her nipple, biting down on it, making her pant with pleasure. Her tender body was so sensitive now, craving him. 

"Jay, ohhhhhhhhhhhh, Jay . . . ," her eyes closed tightly, pushing his hand away from her pussy, unable to stand the penetration any longer. 

He looked into her eyes wickedly, his cock throbbing, aching for release. As he pulled his fingers from her pussy, he looked deeply into her eyes, licking each finger. 

"Damn that's a sweet pussy," Jay said, grinning at Cinnamon. "It's going to be even better when it's filled with my cum." 

"Filled with my cum," those words struck fear in Cinnamon. Knowing she's not on the pill, and that Carla said he always used protection, she became terrified. Why, why isn't he using any with me? His big hands forced her legs wide apart, looking down, between her legs, seeing his thick, throbbing shaft in his hands. 

"You like what you see, angel?" Jay asked snidely, knowing she's a virgin, and how badly he's going to hurt her. 

He can tell by the fear in her eyes that he's going to enjoy this one more than any other before her. 

"Jay, please . . . please, don't hurt me," she begged for mercy, knowing that huge cock will rip her in half. 

"I was saving myself for marriage," she said, beginning to cry, becoming even more afraid. 

"Look at me," Jay said, as he grabbed her porcelain face. "Say, I do." 

"I...I do," she replied so softly. 

"Dammit, Cinnamon, I said, say I do," he screamed, slapping her face. 

"I do!" she screamed out, holding her stinging cheek. Looking up into his eyes, she felt the big head beginning to penetrate her, stretching her tender virgin walls. 

"Jay, please," she sobbed, tears rolling down her cheeks as he forced his thick cock in further, the head now pressing against her hymen. 

"Time to take my wife," he snarled, laughing as he held her down, thrusting hard, ripping through Cinnamon's hymen, making her, 'his girl'. 

Cinnamon held onto Jay's strong shoulders, knowing she couldn't fight him, no matter how much she wanted to. Her tender pussy was so sore, his thick, throbbing cock, stretching her virgin walls to the limit, filling her completely. The thrusts became more forceful, more urgent. His big, cum-heavy balls slapped against her firm ass with each thrust. 

"Take it, Cinnamon. Take your man's thick cock," he panted, fucking his virgin angel mercilessly. 

Tears streamed down Cinnamon's cheeks. She was hurting, and terrified, knowing that she belonged to this man, and there was no turning back. 

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, fuckkkkkkkkkkkk, yeahhhhhhhhhhh," Jay screamed, throwing his head back. 

Stream after stream of his hot seed began to fill Cinnamon's virgin, unprotected pussy. She closed her eyes, holding onto him as she cried. Knowing she's been "marked." Knowing the true reason she was placed in this cell. Everything was a set up. She was sent here to be Jay's toy. 

As he emptied the last of his load inside of her, he looked down at his treasure. A soft smile crossed his face. She was everything he knew she would be. A beautiful, submissive woman, willing to give her body to her man anytime he desired. He knew she would be the one who would carry his child, and in time, would be his wife. Cinnamon, terrified, finally opened her eyes, looking up at Jay. 

"Damn, it wasn't that bad," he said gruffly. 

"It hurt, really badly," she replied, wiping her tear-stained cheeks. 

He sat up, pulling his cock out of her tight, sore pussy, getting out of her bed. She began to cry harder. 

"Fuck, Cinnamon, what's the problem now?" he asked, disgruntled. 

"Hold me," she whispered weakly, opening her arms to him. 

Dumbfounded, he stood there for a minute. None of the other women Jay had been with wanted to be held. Then again, he never kissed any of the other women, nor did he take them without protection. Cinnamon was different. She was a perfect, angel. His angel. 

"I have to get back to my shift, but I can hold you for a minute." Finally giving in to her request, he climbed back into her tiny bed, pulling her fragile body close to his, wrapping his strong arms around her, caressing her back. 

"Thank you," she replied as she snuggled in close, needing this connection with him. 

Her small hand rubbed his chest, and for the first time, she stopped trembling. She felt so safe in his strong arms. Even after being hit, and virtually raped, she felt close to this man. 

Exhausted, Cinnamon drifted off to sleep in Jay's arms. He slipped quietly out of her bed, covering her up as he put his uniform back on. Standing there in the darkness, he looked down at her one last time, almost unable to believe such a beautiful creature belonged to him. He touched her firm breast one last time, then turned to leave her cell, knowing tomorrow their relationship would be the talk of the cell block. 

*A VERY special THANKS to angel love and BigTri for their help in editing!*

Cinnamon's Sentence Ch. 02



The next day, Cinnamon woke up sore and bruised. As she got out of her tiny bed, she pulled up her gown. Looking at down at her breasts, badly bruised and so tender. Walking, it wasn't a pretty sight. Her pussy was so sore from being taken so brutally. It was all she could do to lift her legs to put on her panties and pants. As she walked out of her cell, lining up to walk to the cafeteria for breakfast, she could hear the whispers of the women. Sure enough, Cinnamon was the talk of the cell block. Feeling very insecure, she tried keeping to herself, sitting all alone at the end of an empty table. 

"Is this seat taken?" asked a very young woman, barely 18, and very pregnant. 

"No, you can sit down" Cinnamon replied. 

"Don't listen to the other women, I mean, what they say about you. They've talked about me, too" the younger woman said as she opened her milk.

Cinnamon's heart sank, she just knew that the young girl was carrying HER man's baby. Even though she had only been intimate with Jay once, she felt a very strong connection to him. 

"I'm sorry, I should've introduced myself. My name is Sadie, I'm Sergeant Laws girl" she says softly, rubbing her belly, looking at Cinnamon. 

"I came in here young and scared, and well, now" she says, almost at a loss for words. 

"Is he good to you? I mean, does he take care of you?" Cinnamon asked, curiously.

"Very good to me. He makes sure I have extra blankets and good health care for our baby. I'm still scared, though. I'm young and I don't know if we'll stay together after I get out. He says when I get out, we'll get married and be a real family, but I don't know" Sadie replies, unsure. 

Cinnamon begins to think of Jay, and what will become of them. Will she be in the same situation as Sadie? Jay hadn't used protection with her, and who's to say he would start now? She knew that last night wasn't going to be the only time he'd have his way with her. She was HIS girl now, and that meant she would have to give her body to him whenever he desired. 

As the day went on, Cinnamon became a little more relaxed in the general atmosphere. She could still hear the whispers from the women about her and Jay. Word on the cell block was that he was a "bad ass". He didn't care about women. He only used them for his pleasure, and tossed them aside when he became bored. This made Cinnamon VERY nervous. She didn't want to be tossed aside like a piece of trash. She wasn't trash. She was much more than that, and wanted to be seen as such. Right then and there, she made a decision. She had to make sure that Jay knew she wanted him, too. 

As the evening approached, Cinnamon's heart began racing. She knew it was time for Jay to start his shift. Her eyes met his as he walked in. His strong form commanded respect from all who came into contact with him. His big arms crossed as his eyes scanned the room. Cinnamon couldn't stop staring at him. He was so handsome, yet, so cold. What was the attraction to him? The deep, aching need in her heart to be close to this rough guy? There must be a reason, granted, it wasn't logical- Nor was it something Cinnamon had ever encountered before. 

"Ladies, lights out in 10 minutes" Jay said gruffly, as the women began to get up from their chairs. 

Cinnamon smiled shyly at him as she walked into her cell. She could see him through the small window on her cell door. She knew he was watching her. This was her chance to show him that she, too, was interested in him. 

Slowly, Cinnamon took off her top, looking through the glass, and directly into Jay's eyes. Her hands moved behind her back, unfastening her bra, slowly letting it fall to the floor. Her small hands cupped her firm breasts, caressing them gently. Shyly, she looked up. Startled to find that Jay had moved to her door, looking at her directly through the glass. 

"Keep on" he mouthed, grinning wickedly at her. 

Cinnamon's heart was nearly beating out of her chest. She hadn't counted on him being so close. All she had intended to do was keep him interested. Her tender pussy was still so sore, she knew there was no way she could take a fucking like she had last night, and from the look in Jay's eyes, that's exactly what she was going to be getting. 

Slowly, she bent over, taking off her pants, and grabbing her tiny white gown, putting it on. Cinnamon jumped as she heard a tapping on the door. Looking up, she saw Jay standing there with his nightstick, tapping on the glass. 

"Panties, too, angel" he mouthed, grinning. He was anxious to see his "mark". 

Cinnamon bent over, taking off her tiny panties, pulling her gown up, giving him a good view of her bruised flesh. 

Jay licked his lips, knowing that sweet lil' pussy belongs to him, and that he'd be fucking it good in a few hours. 

As the lights went out, Cinnamon crawled into her bed. She tossed and turned, anxious, not knowing whether or not Jay would come to see her or not. The minutes turned into hours. She finally began to relax, and sleep was just around the corner, when she heard the door to her cell being opened. 

"Mmmmmmmm, looks like my little angel was waiting for me, huh?" Jay asked wickedly as he sat down on the bed, taking off his boots and unbuttoning his uniform shirt. 

Cinnamon was trembling. She knew she craved attention, affection than anything, and in order to get what she needed, she HAD to endure the fucking that Jay gave her. 

Jay looked down at Cinnamon, seeing her trembling. Knowing she was scared aroused him all the more. 

"You're quite the little tease, Cinnamon. Showing me that hot little body. You like it when I look at you, don't you?" He asked, patting his lap.

Nodding her head, Cinnamon sat up, blushing as she climbed onto Jay's lap, straddling him. 

"Well, I like looking at your body, so get that gown off." Jay commanded. 

Sitting back a little, Cinnamon slowly slid her gown off of her petite frame. The cool air, made her nipples painfully erect. Jay licked his lips, moving his big hands to her breasts, groping them roughly. A small whimper escapes Cinnamon's lips as he pinches her nipples hard. 

"You're hurting me!" Cinnamon whimpers, looking up at Jay tearfully. 

"You like it when I cuddle and kiss you, don't you?" He asked, sneering at her.

Cinnamon put her head down, nodding. 

"Then you'll please me in any way I see fit!" Slapping her tender breasts as he laughs.

Jay pulls her in close, kissing her deeply, hungrily, wanting her to taste his desire. Cinnamon, starved for affection, wraps her arms around him tightly, kissing him back with as much passion as he's giving. Swiftly, he pushes Cinnamon back on the bed. Standing up, he unzips his pants, pulling them down, exposing his throbbing cock. 

"You like what you see, Cinnamon?" Jay asked, stroking his thick shaft as he looked down into Cinnamon's eyes. 

"You're gonna show me what a good little cock-sucker you are" slapping his cock against her soft lips. 

Cinnamon opens her mouth, feeling the big head sliding deep into her throat. She begins to gag as he pushes his shaft deep. Looking up at him with her angelic eyes, he runs his fingers through her hair, holding her head to his big cock. 

"Mmmmmmmm, you like that, Cinnamon? You like sucking my thick cock, don't you?" Jay moaned as she began to relax a little, sucking him with ease now. 

Cinnamon moved her small hands to his cum heavy balls, giving them a gentle squeeze as her mouth continues to work his shaft. Jay's moans tell her she's most definitely doing a good job. Her tongue moves up and down his thick shaft as her small hands work his balls. She feels his balls beginning to tighten in her hands, knowing that he's close to cumming. 

"Fuck, Cinnamon, suck me, yessssssssssss, suck my cock, make me cum my lil' slut!" Grunting as he cums so hard. 

Stream after stream of Jay's hot seed floods Cinnamon's throat. She nearly gags from all of the hot cum flooding her her throat. Closing her eyes, she's relieved that he's cum. Thinking that now, she's safe. He'll not hurt her anymore, tonight, anyway. Wrong. 

"Mmmmmmmmm, what a good little cock-sucker you are, Cinnamon. It'll take a little while for me to "reload", so I'm gonna play with my little toy."

Grinning, Jay pulls his cock from Cinnamon's mouth. His big hands force her legs wide apart. Licking his lips as he looks at her tender, bruised pussy. His pussy. 

"Jay, please. I'm so sore." Cinnamon begs, beginning to cry. 

"You belong to me, Cinnamon. Don't you EVER forget it!" He screams as he slaps her pussy. 

Surprisingly, his fingers gently slip inside of her, slowly fingering her. His big fingers move in and out of her wet folds, arousing her. As she becomes wetter, his fingers thrust harder. Cinnamon begins to pant, even though she's sore, she can't deny how good his big fingers feel inside of her. 

"I know what you like" Jay said, grinning wickedly as his fingers fucked Cinnamon's pussy hard. 

Her small hands moved to her breasts, massaging them as his thumb moved to her clitty, rubbing it hard as his fingers fucked her hard. 

"You're gonna cum all over my fingers, aren't you?" licking his lips as he watched Cinnamon writhe and moan on the bed. 

"Yessssssssssssss, Jay, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, soooooooooo good, please..... don't stop!" Cinnamon begged. 

Her pussy on fire, needing to cum so badly. Pinching her nipples hard, rolling them as Jay covers her body, kissing her hungrily as he pulls his fingers from her pussy, quickly replacing them with his big cock. Cinnamon whimpers as she feels his huge cock inside of her once more. Feeling him thrusting hard, the thick head ramming against her cervix, hurting her. His big fingers, still rubbing her clitty, wanting to feel her cumming all over his cock. 

"Jay, it hurts" Cinnamon whimpers, looking up at him tearfully. 

"Shut up and take your fuckin' like a woman, Cinnamon!" Jay shouts, slapping Cinnamon's cheek.

Once more, Jay forces Cinnamon to kiss him. His big cock ramming her pussy harder, now, rubbing against her g-spot, making her pussy dripping wet. 

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Cinnamon moaned softly, unintentionally urging Jay on. 

"You like that, huh? I knew you loved my big cock, and that you'd never be able to get enough!" he replied, thrusting harder. 

Cinnamon was unable to stop herself, her pussy so slick and hot, her clit on fire as Jay began to thrust harder. Holding onto to his strong shoulders, she began screaming. 

"Jay, Jay, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Jay, yessssssssssssssss, yessssssssssssss!" Her eyes closed tightly as she came all over Jay's thick cock. 

Her pussy clenching him so hard he could barely thrust. His cum heavy balls aching, knowing he'll not be able to hold back any longer. 

"Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkk Cinnamon, uggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh!" Jay grunts. Cumming hard, deep inside of her tender pussy. 

Stream after stream of hot white seed filled Cinnamon's womb. One, two, three huge shots of cum were emptied inside of her. Her tiny body, laying helpless beneath him. She held onto him tightly, needing to be close. 

Finally, Jay pulled out of her throbbing pussy. Standing up, he cleans his cock off with a towel, then throws it at Cinnamon. As she begins to clean herself, her heart sinks as she sees him beginning to get dressed once more. 

"Jay, please... Stay with me" Cinnamon whispers so softly. 

He turns to her, looking down at her tender, bruised body. She looks so helpless, yet, so beautiful. Sitting back down on the bed, he turns to her. 

"Why do you want to be close to me? I've beaten you, and treated you like a piece of meat, yet, you still want me to hold you?" Jay asks confused. 

Sitting up, Cinnamon crawls over to him, straddling his lap. As she sits down, she lays her head on his shoulder, snuggling in close. 

"Jay, you're the first man I've ever been, well, intimate with. I... I can't explain it. You do hurt me, and make me feel bad, but, at the same time, you make me feel good, too. I feel special when you hold me, like, maybe... Maybe you care." Cinnamon replied, softly, know her explination probably sounded very silly to him. 

Jay knew Cinnamon was different from the moment he saw her, he just had no idea HOW different she was from the rest. She was a sensitive woman, who needed to feel loved and appreciated, even if she had to endure abuse to get it. She NEEDED to be held after being taken. It was part of her. He was now part of her. Reluctantly, he wrapped his arms around her. Holding her close to his strong body. This was becoming more than he's bargained for. 

Yes, she was absolutely beautiful, and his, but he wasn't the "loving type". Jay preferred to just "fuck and go". Emotions only cause problems. Now, he's crossed that line. Emotions are involved, and no matter how much he tries to deny it, they are. What a difference two days makes. How long will this last? What will come of it? Those questions raced through his mind as he caressed the tender angel laying in his arms. 

"Thank you" Cinnamon whispered softly, closing her eyes. 

Her breathing became shallow as she fell asleep in Jay's arms. He gently placed her on the tiny bed, covering her up. He placed a soft kiss on her lips before leaving her cell. 

"Sleep well, beautiful angel" he said softly as he walked out the door. 



Cinnamon's Sentence Ch. 03



A little over two months had passed. The mornings began to bring problems for Cinnamon. Every morning, brought sickness. Being a registered nurse before going to prison, she knew exactly what was wrong with her, but absolutely terrified to truly admit it to herself. Sitting up in her bed, so sick she thought she might die. Her ribs, so sore from throwing up. Almost unable to get out of the bed by herself. There was no longer room for denial. 5:00am. Jay was still on shift. Weakly, she got out of her bed, walking over to the door of her cell, pushing the call button to summon a guard. 

"Yes," a gruff voice said.

Jay. He wasn't supposed to be answering the calls. Glenda usually answered calls during the late night and early morning hours. 

"Jay, I... I need to see a doctor. I'm really sick." Cinnamon replied, barely able to stand on her own. 

There was no reply. Almost instantly the door to her cell was opened. Jay never showed any form of emotion towards Cinnamon- ever. This time was different. 

"What's wrong?" He asked, genuine concern in his voice. 

"I'm really sick, Jay, and I'm scared." Cinnamon said, barely able to speak.

"C'mon, let's get you to the clinic." He replied, holding her up, helping her walk. 

As they walked into the clinic, Cinnamon began to cry. She knew what the doctor was going to tell her. She already knew what was wrong with her, but denial, it felt good for now. 

A nurse led her into the exam room, handing her a gown to change into. 

"Sergeant, you can wait outside." The nurse said to Jay, looking over at Cinnamon.

"I'm not leaving." Jay replied, gruffly, wanting the nurse to know he wasn't turning his back on HIS property. 

Weakly, Cinnamon took off her gown, and changed into the exam gown. Laying back on the table, tears rolled down her cheeks. 

"I'm scared, Jay," looking over at him, seeing the stern, solem look on his face. 

"Why?" he replied. His voice a little softer than usual. 

"I'm afraid of what the doctor is going to find," Cinnamon said, sniffling.

The doctor walked in, seeing Cinnamon crying, and Jay standing beside of her, she knew exactly what was going on. A situation she had seen more often than not. A situation you didn't talk about if you liked your job, and your profession. 

"Hi Cinnamon, I'm Dr. Garrett, what is the problem you're here for?" The doctor asked as she sat down, looking over Cinnamon's chart.

"I.... I've been really sick. I'm throwing up, mostly late at night, and in the morning. I... I'm really weak now, and I think I might be dehydrated." Cinnamon replied, as tears rolled down her cheeks. 

"When was your last period?" Dr. Garrett asked as she took notes.

Cinnamon began to sob, knowing she had to tell the doctor, and Jay. 

"Twelve weeks ago." Cinnamon said, unable to look at the doctor, or Jay. She was absolutely terrified. 

"Twelve weeks ago?" The doctor asked. 

"Yes," Cinnamon replied, barely able to speak. 

"I'm going to draw some blood, and check on a few things." Dr. Garrett said as she went to get a nurse. 

"I'm sorry, Jay, I'm sorry!" Cinnamon screamed out, sobbing, out of control. 

"What are you sorry for?" He asked, knowing this was all part of his plan. 

"I... I'm pregnant, and I'm scared. This wasn't supposed to happen, Jay. It wasn't supposed to happen!" 

The nurse walks in, seeing Cinnamon hysterical. 

"Calm down, Cinnamon, getting all worked up won't help anything." The young woman said, trying to calm Cinnamon down. 

The nurse drew two vials of blood, and took them to the lab for processing, leaving Cinnamon and Jay alone. 

"It's ok." Jay said, running his fingers through Cinnamon's hair. For the first time, truly, trying to comfort her. 

"It wasn't supposed to be like this. I... I was supposed to be married to a man who loved me, having a good life on the outside. I wasn't supposed to get knocked up in a prison cell." Cinnamon sobbed.

Jay turned her face to his firmly. 

"Look at me. You are my wife. Did you forget what I made you the night I took your virginity? Maybe I've not been the best to you, but, if these tests come back positive, I'll take care of you, and our baby." Jay said firmly, moving his hand to Cinnamon's belly, rubbing it gently. 

Cinnamon wiped her eyes. Still trembling, and still scared, but knowing she had no choice but to trust his words. What seemed like an eternity later, Dr. Garrett returned. 

"Cinnamon, the tests have confirmed what I suspected. You are pregnant. I'm going to do an ultrasound, to get a better idea of exactly how far along you are."

Pregnant. Ultrasound. A baby. These things raced through Cinnamon's mind as Dr. Garrett pulled up her gown, lubricating her belly, preparing for the ultrasound. The cold jelly on her belly made Cinnamon tremble. For the first time, Jay reached down, holding Cinnamon's hand as the wand moved over her belly. A tiny image appeared on the screen. 

"Cinnamon, you're about nine weeks along. There's the head, and the heartbeat." Dr. Garrett said as she pointed at the screen. 

Small tears rolled down Cinnamon's cheeks. It was real. There was no denying it- for her, or Jay. Dr. Garrett cleaned Cinnamon up, helping her sit up. She gave her a print out of their baby, and gave her some natural medications to help with the nausea. Jay helped her put her gown back on, and escorted her to his office. Not a word was spoken on the long walk. As they entered, he took her into a small room. A room that was supposed to be used for files, or sleeping if circumstances were beyond their control. A full size bed. Something Cinnamon hadn't seen in a long time. It looked very soft, and comforting. All she wanted was to climb into the bed and sleep. That would be way too simple. Jay helped Cinnamon into the bed, laying her down. 

"I wanted my lil' mommy to be comfortable." He said with a half smile on his face as he unbuttoned his uniform shirt, sliding it off of his strong shoulders, then taking off his pants, climbing into the bed with Cinnamon. 

His strong hand moved to her breasts. They were so swollen and tender, his strong caresses hurt, causing her to whimper. 

"Cinnamon, you understand, that I need to be rough with you. That, I'm turned on by being rough." Jay said, tenderly caressing Cinnamon now.

"Yes, I.... I understand. That's why I've tried so hard to be good." She replied, looking up into his cold eyes. 

"You understand, that I have strong needs, and that as my girl, you must meet those needs."

"Yes, I... I understand." Cinnamon said, becoming a little frightened.

"Just because you're pregnant, doesn't mean things are going to change. I will never do anything to harm our baby, but I won't stop fucking you. You do understand."

"I've never denied you, Jay." She said so softly, her hand covering Jay's softly. 

"Good, because knowing my baby is growing inside of you has me so fucking hard. I have to have you Cinnamon, and I don't think I can be gentle." Jay said as he forced Cinnamon's legs wide apart. 

Looking down, he knew she wasn't wet, much less aroused in the least, but he couldn't stop himself. He had to have his girl. The need was overpowering, more primal than ever before. He needed to claim his property once more. He sucked his fingers, shoving them deep in Cinnamon's pussy. A small whimper escaped her lips, feeling him fingering her roughly, not realizing, this was a small act of compassion on his part. 

After fingering her for a brief moment, he thrust his huge cock into her pussy, ramming her deep and hard. 

"Jay," Cinnamon whimpered, small tears escaping her eyes. 

Her tender body so sore, so weak from the morning sickness, being fucked like this was the last thing on her mind. Jay's strong hands groped her breasts roughly, while his thick cock thrust harder and harder into her pussy, claiming her once more. 

"You like that, Cinnamon? You like being fucked like this?" Jay grunted as he fucked Cinnamon harder.

Unable to reply, her body so weak. In the past few months, she had grown to enjoy being intimate with Jay, even when he hurt her so badly she could barely walk, but this time was different. She was weak, and tired. She didn't need this. Harder and harder his thick cock rammed into her pussy, the big head pushing against her cervix. Wrapping his arms around her, he kissed her deeply, shoving his tounge deep into her throat, making her taste his heat. The thursts became more urgent, harder, bringing tears to Cinnamon's eyes.

"Jay... please, it hurts so badly." Cinnamon whimpered, looking up at him. 

"Take it, dammit. Take your fucking like a woman, Cinnamon!" Jay screamed out, slapping Cinnamon's breasts hard. 

The hard slap drove Jay over the edge. Stream after stream of his hot cum filled her tender pussy. His cum heavy balls drained into her full womb. The seed that made the tiny angel growing inside of her. Cinnamon's eyes were closed tightly, tears rolling down her cheeks. She was so sore, and felt so hurt that he could possibly force himself on her, after all that she's been through. As he finished, he looked down at Cinnamon, knowing she was hurting, physically and emotionally. He knew that he had grown to love her, even if he didn't choose to admit it. Her tears were beginning to get to him. Starved for affection, Cinnamon would always beg to be held after Jay fucked her brutally, leaving her tender body bruised and sore. This morning, was different. 

Jay got out of the bed, cleaning himself. Without a word, he got back into the bed, cleaning Cinnamon, then pulling her close. For the first time, HE, was the one holding her, willingly, uncoerced. She whimpered in his arms, crying softly. So many things were racing through Cinnamon's mind. A baby. Her relationship with Jay. Her life in prison. She knew she didn't belong there. She wanted out. She didn't want to have a baby in prison. Everything was so overwhelming. She snuggled in closer to Jay. He was her only source of comfort and solice in this place. Now, there was someone else to think about... Someone other than herself. Someone other than Jay. A life. A life, they created together. Exausted, Cinnamon couldn't think anymore. She fell fast asleep in Jay's arms. 



Cinnamon's Sentence Ch. 04



As the next few days went by, Jay became more and more possessive of Cinnamon. He beat another guard so badly he was hospitalized for entering Cinnamon's cell. It was genuinely, an honest mistake. However, Jay wasn't hearing of ANY other man possibly touching what was HIS property. 

The pregnancy made Jay desire Cinnamon more than ever. The tiny "bump" that was in her belly made him hard instantly. He loved to look at his work. Proud his seed was growing inside of a such a beautiful woman. A woman who served him well, giving her body to him whenever he did so desire. A woman who's beauty and grace surpassed all others who had entered Piney Cross. She was his, and that was all that mattered. 

After lights out, Cinnamon entered her cell. Preparing for bed, as she had so many nights before. As she began to get undressed, she noticed a white box sitting on her bed. Opening the box, she saw a white lace bra and panties set, with a garter belt and thigh-hi's. A small note inside read, "For my angel, wear, and serve me well."

Cinnamon took off her clothes, putting on the demi-cup bra and panties, then the garter belt and thigh-hi's. Hearing a knock on her cell door, she grabbed her white gown, putting it on. 

"Yes." She replied to the knock, hearing the lock turning. 

"Sergeant Walsh sent me to get you. I'm to take you to his office." The young guard stated nervously. 

Cinnamon nodded at him, walking out of the cell into the dark hall. She became nervous as they walked down the long, dark hall. Jay had never sent for her before. He had always come for her. As they approached his office, the guard stood back. 

"He's expecting you." The guard said, waiting for Cinnamon to enter Jay's office. 

Walking in, she sees him sitting behind his desk, not even looking up from his paperwork at her. Hurt that he sent for her, left her this beautiful lingerie, and isn't paying any attention to her. She decided that this opportunity wasn't going to waste. Taking off her gown, she walked over to Jay shyly. Embarrassed of her changing body. Her once flat belly, now beginning to show the first signs of the baby inside of her. Her breasts, so swollen, tender, and bruised- but knowing that turned Jay on all the more. 

Jay leans back in his chair, cock painfully erect, pressing against his uniform pants. His eyes scan Cinnamon's beautiful body. 

"Take off your bra, Cinnamon. Let me see those big tits." Jay commands as he sits Cinnamon up on his desk. 

Taking off her bra, Cinnamon shyly cups her big, bruised breasts, looking into Jay's eyes. 

"I bet that pussy is dripping wet, isn't it?" Jay asked, pulling her panties to the side, shoving two big fingers inside of her. 

"Just as I thought," Jay replied. 

His big fingers fucking Cinnamon's pussy hard. Her legs spread wide, shamelessly on his desk.

"You need fucking, badly, don't you?" Jay asked, licking his lips as he watched his girl pinching her hard nipples. 

Nodding her head, "yes," Cinnamon replied. Her pussy dripping wet. Her clit aching to be rubbed. 

Spreading her legs wider, watching as Jay takes his nightstick from his belt. 

"Mmmmmmmmm, you're getting it good tonight, Doll." Grinning wickedly, as he shoves the nightstick deep inside of her tight pussy. 

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, yesssssssssssss!" Cinnamon moaned, as Jay began to fuck her pussy with the nightstick. 

"You like that, Doll? You're such a dirty girl. Getting fucked by my nightstick." Jay asked, fucking her harder. 

"Jay, ohhhhhhhhhh, mmmmmmmmm, so good!" She purred, lost in pleasure, wanting to cum so badly. 

"You want more? Oh, you're gonna get MORE. Rub your clit, Cinnamon." Jay commanded.

"Jay, ohhhhhhhhhhh, ohhhhhh, fuck me.... Fuck me harder... I need to cum!" Cinnamon screamed out. 

Reaching down, she rubbed his hard cock through his pants. Whimpering in pain as he slapped her breasts. She looked up at him tearfully. Her breasts hurting, but her pussy on fire. Dripping wet, and aching, needing to cum so badly. Cinnamon rubbed her clitty furiously, looking up into Jay's eyes. 

"Jay, ohhhhhhhhhhh, Jay.... I... I'm cumming, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I'm cumming!!!!" Cinnamon scream out. 

Throwing her head back, rubbing her clit hard, she came. She came harder than she ever had before, drenching his nightstick. Wave after wave of pleasure rushed through Cinnamon's pregnant little body. Panting, lost in desire, she never wanted it to end. 

Moaning softly as Jay pulls the nightstick from her tender pussy. Opening her eyes, looking up at him, trying to catch her breath. Licking her lips, she took the nightstick from Jay. Slick with her sweet girl-cum, she opened her mouth. Seductively, taking the nightstick into her mouth. Sucking it slowly, teasingly, just like she did his cock. Moaning with pleasure, wanting to drive him wild as she gave him a "show". When he could no longer take anymore, he pulled the stick from Cinnamon's mouth, kissing her hungrily. He moaned as he tasted her sweet cum on her lips. 

"Damn, that's the sweetest pussy I've ever tasted!" Jay moaned hotly. 

His head moved instantly between her legs, licking and sucking on her tender pink petals. Biting her lip, moaning as Jay ate her so good. His tongue darted in and out of her, sucking out all of the sweet cum he could get. Her taste was intoxicating. Always so sensitive after cumming, Cinnamon was unable to stand anymore. She pushed Jay's head away, looking down at his cum-covered face. 

"Jay, I want to suck your cock so badly. Please, let me taste it." Cinnamon begged. 

Jay, dumbfounded, pulled his pants down, sitting back in his chair. Watching as Cinnamon got onto her knees. Taking his thick cock in her hands, she rubbed the big head over both of her nipples, looking up into his eyes shyly, moaning. 

"That feels so good!" She moaned, blushing as she moved her mouth down to the thick head. 

Looking directly into his eyes, Cinnamon began working his thick shaft with her hands, while her mouth teased the big head. Slowly, her mouth made it's way down his shaft, teasing it with her tongue. She began to pump his cock with her mouth. Her small hands moved to his cum heavy balls, cupping and rolling them as she sucked. 

"Fuck yeah, Cinnamon, suck your man's big cock!" Jay grunted with pleasure, holding Cinnamon's head to his big cock. 

Cinnamon had grown to love sucking Jay off. She felt so much pleasure knowing she was pleasing him. His thick cock was throbbing in her mouth. She knew she was doing a good job as she tightened her lips around his shaft, deep throating him. Jay was lost in pleasure, but knew he didn't want to cum in her mouth. 

He pulled Cinnamon off of his cock, jerking her petite body up, kissing her deeply. He pushed her face down onto his desk, ripping her tiny panties off of her, slapping her ass hard. 

"Are you ready to get a good, hard, fucking, Cinnamon?" Jay asked, as he shoved his thick cock deep into her tight pussy. 

"Jay!" Cinnamon whimpered, feeling the thick head ramming against her cervix. 

"Yeahhhhhhhhhh, take it Cinnamon, take this fucking!" Jay grunted, thrusting hard. 

His cum heavy balls slapped against Cinnamon's clit with each thrust. His strong hand slapping her ass hard, leaving an imprint that stung. With his free hand, he reached around to rub her clit. Her pussy was extremely tight to begin with, but when she came on his cock, it was almost unbearable tight. 

"Jay, ohhhhhhhhhh, rub me, Jay, ohhhhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhh!" Cinnamon panted, so close to cumming once more. Her body torn between pleasure and pain. 

The thrusts became more urgent. Jay's balls were so swollen, aching for release. His fingers worked her clit harder, rubbing it furiously. Cinnamon could hold back no longer. She screamed with pleasure, laying her head against the desk, panting as she came. Her pussy clenching Jay's cock so hard he can barely thrust. 

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuckkkkkkk yeah!" Jay screamed, throwing his head back, cumming deep inside of Cinnamon. 

One, two, three, four hot loads shot deep into Cinnamon's tender pussy. Her legs were so weak, she could barely support herself against his desk. After what seemed like an eternity, Jay pulled out of her. Cinnamon didn't want it to end. The first time, SHE hadn't wanted it to end. Unable to stand up, she felt Jay cleaning her. She turned her head, smiling over her shoulder at him. 

"That was so good, Jay." Cinnamon said softly. Her eyes still watering from the slaps and hard fucking. 

Jay grinned, patting his lap as he sat down. 

"You're always good, Cinnamon." Jay said softly as she sat on his lap, straddling him. 

Cinnamon placed her head on his shoulder, snuggling in close. After all of this time, still starved for affection. 

"You know that I need to be rough with you, right?" Jay said as he ran his fingers through Cinnamon's long red tresses. 

"Yes," she replied softly. 

"You know that I only do what I do, because I love you, don't you?" Jay said a little softer, wrapping his arms around Cinnamon. 

"You.... you, love.... you love me, too?" Cinnamon asked, dumbfounded. 

"Yes, Cinnamon. I love you." Jay admitted for the first time.

This strong, brute-like man, admitting he loved the perfect, angel that is Cinnamon. 

"I love you, too, I've loved since you the first day. I always knew." Cinnamon said, overcome by emotion, beginning to cry. 

Wiping her eyes, Jay looked down at her. "Don't get all weepy on me now"

"I... I'm sorry, it's these damn hormones!" Cinnamon said, laughing through the tears. 

"You take good care of this." Jay replied softly, rubbing her belly protectively. 

"I will, as long as you take care of me." Looking up into Jay's eyes, snuggling in, feeling safe and loved for the first time in a long time...



Cinnamon's Sentence Ch. 05



Seven months have now passed. Cinnamon is no longer able to hide the baby growing inside of her. Her belly, now, swollen and very prominent. All of the women in the prison KNOW who the father of her baby is, and don't dare mention it. Cinnamon is respected by the women in her cell block. The whispers still circulate, but no one would admit to saying a word about her, or her baby. 

Cinnamon, being a petite woman, feels very insecure about her changing body. Her breasts, originally 34C's, are now 36DD's. Her once flat stomach, now swollen with Jay's baby inside. Wishing she could conceal her body, but knowing Jay will have none of that. Since her body has begun to "show", he's desired her even more than ever before. Her tiny body is tired, and sore, but for Cinnamon, that's nothing new. 

After her last ultrasound, where it was revealed that she was carrying a girl, Jay fucked her so hard she couldn't walk the next day. Seeing the baby on the ultrasound screen gave him an instant hard-on. He created that. His seed, planted itself deep inside of her, creating that baby. That's all it took to get him hard. The primal urge to spread his seed. Seeing the result of his seed on a screen, it drove him wild with desire. 

A few days have passed since the ultrasound. Still sore, yet needing to be with Jay, after lights out, she waits eagerly for him. Laying in her bed, rubbing her swollen belly, feeling their angel moving softly inside of her. Almost drifting off to sleep, when the door to her cell opened. 

"How's my lil' mommy?" Jay asked, sitting down, taking off his boots, unbuttoning his uniform shirt. 

"We've been waiting for you, Daddy." Cinnamon replied, climbing over onto Jay's lap, straddling him. 

"Is that so? How's Daddy's little girl?" Jay asked, rubbing Cinnamon's belly, feeling the baby kicking softly. 

"She's been really active today." Cinnamon said, smiling as she looked up into Jay's eyes. 

"I want to see my baby, take off your gown, Cinnamon." Jay commanded, his strong hands rubbing her tender arms. 

Shyly, Cinnamon removed her tiny gown. So self-conscious of her changing body, not wanting to be nude, but knowing she has to do as Jay commands. Feeling his strong hands rubbing her swollen belly, knowing how much he loves feeling the baby inside of her. His trophy. His claim to this beautiful woman. His seed, planted deep inside of her. 

"You're so beautiful, Cinnamon." Jay said, leaning in, kissing her deeply, hungrily. 

His big hands moved to her swollen breasts, squeezing them firmly, making Cinnamon whimper. All of a sudden, he stopped, cold. Breaking the kiss, he moved his hands from her breast, looking down at the palm of his hand, grinning. 

"Mmmmmmmmmmm, my lil' mommy got her milk, huh?" Licking his lips, Jay grinned at Cinnamon. 

Cupping her breasts, looking down at them, small drops of milk leaked out of her swollen nipples. 

"I... I guess I have." Cinnamon replied, blushing. 

"That's so fucking sexy, Cinnamon. You're gonna feed Daddy good, tonight." Jay said, grinning wickedly as he lowered his mouth to her nipple. 

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, yessssssssssssssss..." Cinnamon moaned softly, closing her eyes, running her fingers through Jay's short hair. 

His hot mouth on her nipples was beginning to drive her wild with desire. His big hands began rubbing her belly, while his mouth worked her hard nipples. Sucking hungrily, tasting her sweet "Mommy milk" flowing from her sensitive nipples, making her squirm in his lap. Her pussy becoming so moist, aching to be fingered. 

"Jay, ohhhhhhhhhhh, please, finger me, hard, please... I need it!" Cinnamon begged, grinding against his thick cock. 

"So, you're wet, are you angel?" Jay asked, grinning wickedly as he bit down on Cinnamon's nipple, pulling it with his teeth.

"Oohhhhhhhhhhhh, Jay, yesssssssssssss, ohhhhhhhhhh." She panted, aching to cum. 

With that, his big fingers thrust inside of her. His fingers worked her hot, wet pussy. Her clit, swollen with desire, and aching to cum. Fucking her hard, knowing just how she likes to be fingered- knowing how to get her off. 

"Jay, ohhhhhhhhhhhh, yesssssssssss, ohhhhhhhhhhhh fuck me, finger fuck me good!" Cinnamon screamed, throwing her head back, so close to cumming. 

Jay threw her back on the bed, forcing her legs wide open, pumping her pussy with his big fingers. His mouth locked on her milky nipples, sucking hungrily. As his thumb found her clit, it set Cinnamon off. Unable to hold back, she came harder than ever before. 

"Jay, ohhhhhhhhhh, Jayyyyyyyyyyyy, I... I'm cummmmmmmmmmminnnnnnnggggggg!!!!" She screamed. 

Rolling her head from side to side, panting. Her tight pussy was clenching Jay's fingers so hard he could barely finger her. Her hard nipple began leaking milk into his hungry mouth. Her body so sensitive, aching, needing Jay. Needing to be fucked, and fucked hard. 

"Mmmmmmmmmmm, yeah, baby, that's it... You cum so good for me." Jay moaned, moving up, kissing Cinnamon hungrily, taking her small hand, placing it on his cock. 

"See what you did to me? You got this fucking cock so hard." Jay said, as Cinnamon stroked his big, throbbing shaft. 

"Mmmmmmmm, I love when I get you hard. I need to be fucked so badly." Cinnamon said, moaning, biting her lip as she looked up into Jay's eyes. 

"You need your pussy fucked? This pussy? My pussy?" Jay asked, slapping her pussy hard, making Cinnamon whimper. 

"Yessssssssssss, Jay, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, yessssssssssss." She moaned, pumping his big shaft in her hand. 

"Well then, I guess I'm gonna... have... to fuck... it... good!!!" Jay screamed, forcing his cock deep into Cinnamon's pussy. 

"Yesssssssssssssssss!" Cinnamon panted, closing her eyes as he thrust hard into her. 

Her pussy sore, but needing to be fucked, needing this connection. Jay thrust harder, ramming the thick head of his cock against her cervix, making her whimper. It hurt, yet felt so good. His big hands moved to her breasts, squeezing them roughly, hurting her. His thrusts became more urgent as her nipples began to leak milk onto her breasts. 

"Ohhhhhhhhhh Cinnamon, fuck, your milky titties are making me so fucking horny!" Jay grunted, rubbing her nipples hard, fucking her pussy merciless. 

Biting her lip, Cinnamon rubbed her belly. Feeling the baby moving inside of her, kicking hard as Jay fucked her merciless. His cum heavy balls slapped against her tight lil' ass. The grip on Cinnamon's breast became stronger, Jay's thrusts became shorter, harder. 

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, Cinnamon, Cinnamon, fuck... yesssssssssssssssssssss!" Jay screamed, cumming deep inside of Cinnamon. 

Stream after stream of hot cum filled Cinnamon's pussy. Quickly, Jay pulled out. 

"Mmmmmmmmmmm, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," he grunted. 

Thick streams of hot cum shot all over Cinnamon's swollen belly. Jay slapped his big cock against her belly, grinning at her. 

"Yeah, that's what made your belly look like that. My hot, fucking, seed. Don't you EVER forget it!" Jay stated, firmly, slapping his cock against her belly one last time. 

Leaning over, he kissed Cinnamon deeply. His hand joined hers, rubbing his hot cum into her swollen belly. Jay, exhausted, collapsed behind Cinnamon, pulling her close. He knew she loved being held after being fucked. It was just something she needed. Although Jay would never admit it, he had grown to love holding his treasured angel close. His hands rubbed her belly, as his lips kissed her neck tenderly. 

"I love you, Cinnamon, my lil' mommy." Jay said, softly. 

"I love you, too, Daddy to be." Cinnamon said, smiling. 

This was the part Cinnamon loved the most. Sure, Jay gave her mind-blowing orgasms, but being "close" to him, feeling true intimacy, that was the best feeling in the world to her. 

As she closed her eyes, her mind raced once more. The thoughts that haunted her, came out to play. When would she get out? Would Jay truly take care of her once she was a free woman? Will he love and care for her and the baby once it's born? Questions, that only time would answer. For now, she's with the man she loves, and that's all that matters.



Cinnamon's Sentence Ch. 06



Only one month left until the baby is born. Jay's desire for Cinnamon is still unyielding. Cinnamon's petite body, is now preparing to give birth, and desperately needing rest. Laying in her bed, her small hands rubbed her belly. The baby's movements were limited now, but Cinnamon was always comforted by the feeling of their tiny angel inside of her. Her tender moment was quickly interrupted when Jay entered her cell. Sitting down on her bed, his big hand rested on her belly.

"How's Daddy's lil' angel, tonight?" He asked, kissing her belly. 

Cinnamon smiled at Jay, replying, "she's fine. Won't be too much longer until she's with us."

"That's for sure, so I've gotta make sure I have as much fun with my lil' mommy before the baby's born!" Jay says, grinning as he takes off his boots. 

"Jay, please. You know what the doctor said. Having sex right now is dangerous, it can send me into early labor. I don't want to risk hurting our baby." Cinnamon said, holding her belly protectively. 

"Cinnamon, I made a promise to you. A promise, that I'd never hurt our baby, and I never will, but I have needs- Needs YOU will fulfill. Right?"

What could Cinnamon say to that? Of course she had agreed to fulfill his needs, and she knew he had kept to his promise to not hurt the baby, but for some reason, tonight, she was truly scared. There was something in his eyes as he took off his shirt. The way he looked down at her, it terrified her. 

"Take off your gown, angel. I want to see my baby." Jay said, helping Cinnamon sit up. 

As she took off her gown, she began to tremble. Jay's big hands found her breasts, groping them roughly. Her milk coating his palm, turning him on all the more. 

"Damn Cinnamon, that's so fucking sexy." He said, leaning down, squeezing her breasts, squirting her milk into his mouth as he suckled on her hard nipples. 

Cinnamon always loved having her nipples sucked, and now that she's pregnant, even more so. The sensitivity of her nipples being sucked made her pussy dripping wet. The sweet scent of her desire began to fill the cell. Jay's strong hands pushed her legs wide apart, forcing two big fingers deep inside of her. 

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Jay!" Cinnamon moaned with pleasure. 

In the beginning, she was scared, but now, feeling so much pleasure. Jay's big fingers always knew the right spots to hit to drive her wild, not to mention the feeling of his expert mouth on her big, sensitive nipples. 

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm," Jay moaned as he sucked her milky nipples, his cock throbbing against her leg. 

Normally, Jay loved feeling Cinnamon cum before he fucked her, but tonight, he was just unable to wait. Removing his big fingers from her pussy, with one strong thrust, he filled her tender pussy completely. 

"Jay! Please!" Cinnamon begged, knowing she shouldn't be having intercourse now. 

"Shut up, Cinnamon. I won't hurt the baby!" Jay screamed, as he thrust harder. 

His big cock ramming against her cervix, putting her, and the baby in danger. Thrust after thrust, harder and harder. His big hands on her breasts, squeezing them so hard she begins to cry. Her small hands, resting on her belly, wanting to comfort the baby. The thrusts became more violent, more rough than ever before. Tears streamed down Cinnamon's cheeks. If it weren't for the baby, she would be able to take this fucking like a pro, but the baby- it changes everything. 

"Cinnamon, ohhhhhhhhhhhh, fuck Cinnamon, you're.... you're.... sooooooooooo... wet!" Jay grunted, so close to the edge. 

Fucking her harder, Cinnamon began to feel a sharp pain in her belly. Closing her eyes, whimpering, she felt the first streams of Jay's seed beginning to fill her. A familiar feeling she had grown to love, now terrifying her. Screaming out in pain, she looked up at Jay. 

"Jay, how... how could you!" Cinnamon screamed, tears streaming down her face, her hand resting on her belly. 

Her water had broken, flooding Jay's cock with her fluid. There was no turning back. There was no stopping it. It was time. Their baby was coming. Jay felt the warm gush of fluid flooding his cock, and for the first time, panic set in. He never thought he'd hurt the baby. He never meant for this to happen, but it is. The baby is coming. 

"Fuck. Cinnamon.... I... I'm sorry!" Jay said, in a panic, cleaning her up. 

Hurriedly, he put his uniform back on as contractions began to rush through Cinnamon's tender body. 

"Jay, it's too soon, it's too soon!" Cinnamon said, sobbing, terrified. 

"It's gonna be ok, Cinnamon. Sophie will be ok." Jay said, holding her as he helped her off of her bed. For the first time, calling their baby by name. 

"Jay, how could you do this! How could you put her in danger? How!" Cinnamon screamed, as a strong contraction hit. 

Jay rushed her through security, putting her in his car, rushing her to the hospital. When she arrived at the hospital, he didn't leave her side. Cinnamon was terrified. She knew that she one more month to go. Technically, after the 32nd week, you can safely give birth at anytime, BUT there could always be complications. The contractions came harder, and with fewer minutes in between. The time was close at hand. 

Jay held Cinnamon's hand through it all. He wasn't about to leave her, now, regardless of who saw them. 

"Cinnamon, I... I'm sorry. I never meant for this to happen. I never meant to hurt you, or Sophie. She's, she's gonna be, ok... Right?" Jay asked, emotionally. 

"Jay, I'm so scared." Cinnamon said, sobbing as the doctor came into the room. 

It was time. Cinnamon, weak from being fucked so hard, and now, giving birth. Jay held Cinnamon up as she pushed. The minutes turned into four and half hours. At 4:21am, Sophie Marie Walsh was born. Their tiny angel was finally with them. One month pre-mature, but strong, just like her parents. Jay's heart melted when he saw his creation for the first time. So tiny, yet, so strong. His hands trembled as he "cut the cord". 

"She weighs 5lbs. and 1oz., and is 18 inches long." The nurse said, looking over to Cinnamon. Jay was standing right there. Looking down at the baby, he saw his eyes looking back at him. Sophie, was a mirror image of her father. 

The nurse picked up their baby, handing her to Cinnamon the first time. Tears were streaming down Cinnamon's face as she saw their tiny infant for the first time. Holding such a sweet angel in her arms, melted Cinnamon. Sophie was crying and whimpering, her tiny hand pawing at Cinnamon's breast. 

"She is, most likely, hungry. Are you planning on breast-feeding?" The doctor asked. 

"Yes, I.. I am." Cinnamon replied, trembling. 

She had looked forward to this day, since the day she found out she was going to be a mother. She had seen dozens of babies delivered. She had coached many mothers through breast-feeding, but now, it was her. She was a mother. A mother, getting ready to feed her baby for the first time. Untying her hospital gown, she held Sophie to her breast. The tiny infant found her nipple effortlessly. Latching her tiny mouth onto Cinnamon's nipple, she began to suckle hungrily, eating her first meal. 

"Jay, she's so perfect." Cinnamon said, softly, kissing the top of her newborn's head. 

"She sure is, just like her Momma. I love you, Cinnamon" Jay said, smiling, kissing her tenderly, watching as his newborn suckled happily. 

"I love you, too, Jay. Thank you, for giving me this precious angel." Cinnamon replied, softly, overcome with emotion. 

For the moment, nothing else mattered. Cinnamon had delivered the baby safely. She was of a good weight, and fully developed. Perfect. For now, they were the picture perfect family. It couldn't last forever. Cinnamon knew she would return to Piney Cross, with Sophie, the last place she wanted to raise a baby, but for now, all that mattered was that Sophie was here, safe, and healthy.



Cinnamon's Sentence Ch. 07



One month had passed since Cinnamon had given birth to Sophie. Her first few weeks back at the prison were hard. The baby was up every two hours needing to eat, which meant Cinnamon had to nurse. Her nipples were sore, and she was tired. Jay helped as much as he could, but the limited time he was at the prison with Cinnamon, didn't leave much time for her to rest. 

After the four long weeks were up, Cinnamon was given the "OK" by her doctor to be intimate with Jay once more. She was absolutely terrified. Sophie was sleeping in the cell with her, and she KNEW Jay wouldn't take no for an answer- not now that she was "healed". As time for lights out approached, she because nervous, and Sophie could sense it. Cinnamon was sitting in her cell with Sophie, cradling her as she nursed her. 

"Mommy's good lil' angel," Cinnamon said, kissing her tiny head. 

"What a beautiful sight. My two favorite girls!" Jay said, sitting down beside of Cinnamon, kissing her cheek, then Sophie's tiny head. 

"She's been really fussy tonight. I'm not sure what's wrong with her?" Cinnamon said, concerned as she rocked her tiny infant. 

"She just missed her Daddy," Jay said, taking the baby from Cinnamon as she finished her dinner. 

It did Cinnamon's heart good to see Jay taking such an active role in their baby's life. He's been an exceptional father. He came to the prison every single day to see Cinnamon and Sophie. He would come in several times a night to check on both of them. One of Cinnamon's fears had been relieved. 

"Fast asleep. It's amazing how quickly they go to sleep when their bellies are full," Jay said, chuckling quietly. 

"She's getting to be quite the little piglet," Cinnamon replied, watching their baby sleeping in her father's arms. 

"Time to lay down angel. Daddy needs to get some love from Mommy." Grinning, Jay turned to Cinnamon, seeing her trembling. 

Her body was still tender, and those last pesky five "baby pounds" hadn't gone away. It didn't matter to Jay. He had been jacking off for the past four weeks, and he wasn't waiting anymore. Tonight, he was going to fuck Cinnamon, and he didn't care who knew. 

Sitting back down on the bed, he bent over to take off his boots. It seemed like Cinnamon only blinked, and he was completely naked, his raging hard-on throbbing in front of her pretty face. 

"It's been so long, angel. I need you- more than I ever have before." Jay said, touching her cheek gently, then forcing her mouth onto his thick cock. 

She could taste the sweet pre-cum oozing from the thick head as it worked it's way down her hot throat. Looking up at him with her angelic eyes, she began to give him the best blowjob he'd ever had. Her hot tongue worked his throbbing shaft, while her fingers teased and squeezed his cum heavy balls. He nearly blew his load right there in her hot mouth. BUT NO. He wasn't wasting this good load on her mouth or tits. It was all going in that hot pussy tonight. 

"Fuck Cinnamon, you're gonna make me cum!" Jay screamed out, pushing her off of his cock. "I'm not ready to cum, yet."

With that, he ripped her gown off of her, exposing her tender body. Her breasts, huge and sore from nursing, but so arousing to Jay. His mouth moved instantly to her milky nipples, licking and suckling hard. Cinnamon whimpered in pain as he bit her nipples hard, squirting milk into his eager mouth. Jay's big hands forced Cinnamon's legs wide apart. His big fingers thrust hard inside of her pussy, fingering her brutally. As her sweet walls became slick with desire, he moved his head from her nipples to her pussy. 

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm, time to eat the sweetest fucking pussy in the whole wide world!" Jay said, grinning wickedly. 

His tongue quickly darted into Cinnamon's snatch. His tongue lapped at her tender pink walls and swollen clitty. Her soft moans drove him wild. He wet two fingers with her pussy juices, and shoved them in her ass, making her moan louder. Her small hands moved to her breasts, gently caressing her nipples. She had forgotten how good Jay ate her pussy. His hot mouth began to suck her clitty. That was it. She was in sensory over-load. She could feel every tiny touch of his hands, tongue- everything. 


"Jay, ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhhh, eat me, Jay.... I.... I... I'm cumming, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I'm cumming.... cumming.... yesssssssssssssssss!" Cinnamon screamed, rolling her head from side to side. 

Her sweet pussy coated Jay's tongue with her hot girl cum. Hungrily, he lapped every drop of her juices, until she pushed his head away. He could take no more. He needed to fuck, and he needed to fuck NOW. Jay flipped Cinnamon onto her belly, slapping her ass hard as his thrust his huge cock deep into her pussy. 

"FUCK!!!!!!! That's tight!" Jay screamed, as he felt how tight Cinnamon had become. 

After giving birth, he figured she would be a little "looser" than before, what he didn't know is that when she was "sewn up", an "extra" stitch was sewn in to make her just as tight as she was before. Her tight, wet, pussy felt heavenly to Jay. His cum heavy balls slapped against Cinnamon's sensitive clit as he fucked her. His thrust quickly became faster and harder. Her soft whimpers turned him on all the more. 

"Cinnamon, I.... I can't hold back.... fuck!!!!" Jay grunted, as he filled Cinnamon's pussy for the first time since the baby. 

Stream after stream of his hot seed filled her tender pussy. So much cum, that it was leaking down her legs. Jay didn't think he had EVER cum that hard, or that much before. Breathing heavily, he pulled out of her sore, used pussy. Cinnamon, weakly, fell to the bed. Exhausted, and thankful their tiny angel slept through the whole thing- the act that made her. Jay looked down at Cinnamon, seeing how tired and sore she was. He took a towel, cleaning her, and climbed back into her tiny bed. It was all she could do to lay her head on his chest. Weakly, she snuggled in close. 

"I love you, Cinnamon. You know that, don't you?" Jay said, softly, caressing her back lovingly. 

"I love you, too." She replied, softly, as her eyes closed. 

Unable to fight sleep, she drifted off to sleep in his strong arms, dreaming of the day she would be free- Free to be Jay's wife, and a better mother to Sophie. 



Cinnamon's Sentence Ch. 08



After what seemed like an eternity, Cinnamon's life changed again, in the blink of an eye. The day started out like any other day at Piney Cross. She was awakened by the cries of Sophie, wanting her breakfast. As she rubbed her eyes, she looked down into the tiny crib at her fussy infant. Sophie had been growing strong every day. Now, at three months, she was eating more than ever. Picking up her baby, she untied her gown, freeing her breast for the hungry baby to eat. Sophie pawed at Cinnamon's breast as she ate her breakfast. She was suckling hungrily as her mother held her close. 

Their tender moment was interrupted by the sudden opening of her cell door. Jay. Cinnamon was puzzled. Jay had always gone home by the time Sophie was ready for breakfast. She looked up at him, surprised, and smiled softly. 

He walked to Cinnamon's bed, sitting down beside of her. Kissing her lips, then his baby's head. 

"I've got some news, Cinnamon." He said softly, solemnly. 

"Oh?" She replied, expecting the worst.

"You're due in court this morning."

"Court? Why?" She asked, confused. 

"Your lawyer called this morning. Your file has been found, along with a time and dated security tape, showing you were on the labor and delivery floor, assisting with a delivery at the time of Mr. Langey's death. There's no way you could've neglected him or caused his death. The tape also shows Angela, leaving his room, and not returning for over four hours to check on him." 

Tears began to stream down Cinnamon's cheeks as she held her baby. For the first time, she knew she was going to be free. She knew that now, she would be able to start her life with Jay and Sophie, outside of the confines of prison. As Sophie finished eating, she handed her to Jay. For the first time, in a long time, she was overwhelmed. Jay sat silently as he held his baby. He was at a loss for words. 

"I'm going to be free," Cinnamon finally replied. 

"Yes, you are." Jay said, solemnly. 

"Aren't... aren't you happy?" She asked, sensing his apprehension. 

"Yes, and no. I'm happy that you're going to be free, because you didn't deserve to be here in the first place, but now- you're free. Free to do as you wish. Free to walk out of here and never look back- at anything, including me."

For the first time, Jay had shown he was human. He had shown fear, apprehension, and vulnerability. He was scared. Scared of losing the only woman he had ever loved, and his precious baby. As long as Cinnamon was incarcerated, he could control her as he saw fit. He could dictate what she did, and had the power to make her submit whenever he chose. Now, she has the power to leave, and it's terrified him. For the first time in his life, Jay Walsh was truly terrified. 

"Jay. I... I thought we... We were going to get married, and raise Sophie together. We, we're going to have a life together, aren't we?" Cinnamon asked, trembling. Afraid that now, Jay is having second thoughts about their life together. 

As Sophie began to doze off on his chest, he turned to Cinnamon, smiling. 

"Yes we are. Now, get ready. We have to leave in an hour and a half. My mother is coming to pick up Sophie. She'll have her, waiting outside of the courtroom." He said, kissing Cinnamon deeply. 

She began to gather a few diapers and things to send with him. 

"I love you, Cinnamon." Jay said, softly, sincerely. 

"I love you, too- always," She replied, kissing Jay and her baby once more. 

Cinnamon's hands were trembling as she walked into the courtroom. The last time she was here, she was convicted of a crime she didn't commit. Now, she had the opportunity to be a free woman. As the judge entered, she thought she might pass out. Her lawyer delivered an absolutely perfect statement. Presenting the new evidence, and information that had been recovered. 

After what seemed like hours, the words she had been waiting for, for nearly two years. 

"Cinnamon Espere' Stevenson, you are hereby acquitted of all charges against you, and free to go with the apology of the court."

Free. She was free. Free to be a nurse. Free to be Jay's wife. Free to be Sophie's mother. Tears streamed down her face as she turned, seeing her mother, sister, and Jay. She ran to them all, hugging them tightly. She knew she was going home. 

As they walked out of the courtroom, Jay's mother was standing there with their baby, tears rolling down her cheeks. Cinnamon took her baby, holding her close. Cradling the infant as if nothing else in the world mattered right then, and it didn't. Jay stood there with a big smile on his face. He had put in for vacation time and has a big surprise for Cinnamon. 

"Cinnamon, let's go home," Jay said, grinning. 

"Home? Us?" She asked, unsure. 

"Home. I bought a log cabin in the woods, just like you've always wanted. I've been working on Sophie's nursery. I hope it's what you wanted." He replied, humbly. 

Cinnamon, overwhelmed with emotion, wrapped her arms around Jay. Being able to have him hold her, freely, without fear of someone seeing them, felt so good. Walking out of the courthouse, Cinnamon felt liberated. She was surrounded by the people she loved the most in the world, and on her way to her new home. 

The drive was beautiful. The rows of trees and plants along the way took her breath away. Nature. It was something she had taken for granted before prison. Now, everything had new meaning to her. As they pulled up the long driveway, tears began to fall down Cinnamon's face. The cabin was breathtaking. A beautiful wrap around porch with rocking chairs, just like she had always wanted. When she walked in the door, it was perfect. Everything was just as she had dreamt. Jay had given her the home of her dreams. 

As she and her family took their first tour of the house, all you could hear were "oohs" and "ahhhs" at the beauty and detail. Cinnamon was overwhelmed when she saw Sophie's nursery. It was everything she wanted. The Precious Moments bedding and accessories she had looked at in catalogs, and dreamt of having for her baby. Right above the white wicker crib, was a beautiful praying angel doll. In her hand, a locket, with "Daddy's Angel", engraved. Looking up into Jay's eyes, Cinnamon wasn't even able to speak. She kissed Sophie's head, and laid her in her crib, for the first time. 

As they walked into the next room, the master bedroom, Cinnamon was so excited. A huge, soft, king size bed. She didn't bother to look at the hand-carved furniture that Jay had purchased. All that mattered to her, was that she no longer had to sleep on a tiny, twin sized cot. She was going to be sleeping in comfort every night, for the rest of her life. 

After touring the home, and visiting with family, Cinnamon was absolutely exhausted. She'd had an exciting, yet rough day. When she woke up this morning, it was just another day at the prison, and now, she was a free woman, living in a beautiful home, bought just for her, by the man she loves. She was really looking forward to a nap in her new, big bed. Of course, where Jay is concerned, nothing is ever that easy. 

As Cinnamon was changing into a gown, preparing to take a nap, Jay walked in, with a big grin on his face. 

"My mom, and your mom... well, they thought we might enjoy some time alone. So, they took Sophie for the afternoon," he said, grinning as he began taking off his uniform. 

Cinnamon was a little hurt. Their first day of freedom, and already her baby had been taken away from her. She didn't have long to be hurt, well, not in that sense anyway. Jay climbed into the bed with Cinnamon, wrapping his arms around her. 

"You have no idea how long I've waited for this. To be able to fuck my beautiful angel as long and hard as I wish."

"Jay, please." Cinnamon begged, softly. 

"Cinnamon, you know how much I need you, and now, that you're free, and we're home, I need you- more than ever. Don't deny me, Cinnamon."

He pulled her gown over her head, exposing her full, swollen breasts. Her nipples, still dark, and sensitive from nursing, which turned Jay on all the more. Licking his lips, he lowered his head to her right nipple, sucking hungrily. 

"Damn that's good," he moaned as he suckled her sweet milk from her breast. 

A soft moan escaped her lips, even when he was rough, Jay always knew how to arouse her. 

"Spread your legs angel, I know your pussy's wet," he demanded, shoving two fingers deep inside of her.

"Jay!' Cinnamon screamed, half in pleasure, half in shock. 

It had only been a couple of days since they were intimate, but apparently that was two days too long for Jay. His big fingers moved in and out of her wet tunnel, making her purr with pleasure. She held his head firmly against her breast, urging him on as his tongue lapped at her sensitive nipple. 

Cinnamon spread her legs wider, moaning loudly, uninhibitedly, as his big fingers fucked her pussy merciless. She always loved being fingered, and nobody could finger her like Jay. He knew every spot to hit, he knew how to make her scream, and cream all over his fingers- and his cock. 

He moved his lips from her nipple, moving up to kiss her deeply. Tasting her sweet milk on his lips turned her on even more. Breaking the kiss, Jay sat up a little, wanting to watch his fingers fucking her pussy. 

"You're so fucking wet, Cinnamon. You know what that does to my cock when you get like this. Are you going to cum like a good angel?" Jay asked, finger-fucking her harder. 

"Jay, please... Jay, Jay.... JAY!!!!" She screamed, cumming all over his big fingers.

Her pussy gushed sweet girl cum, coating his fingers thoroughly. Panting, barely able to breathe, Cinnamon had never cum that hard before. Opening her eyes, she looked up at him. Her tiny body so sensitive now, barely able to stand his fingers in her pussy and on her clit. He loved it when she became that sensitive. It meant he had her right where he wanted her. 

Jay withdrew his fingers, licking and sucking the sweet cum from each one, then bending down to kiss Cinnamon deeply. He loved sharing her cum with her. He wanted her to taste the sweet desire she has for him. Taking her hand, he wrapped her small fingers around his cock. 

"Suck me Cinnamon, but don't make me cum. I'm gonna tear that pussy up," he grinned, devilishly. 

Getting onto her knees beside of him, she lowered her head to his cock. Teasing the big head with soft kisses and licks. She knew just how to drive him wild. He could finally take no more. Jay forced Cinnamon's head all the way down onto his cock. She gagged as he forced it balls deep into her throat. 

"Yeah, suck me good and deep, Cinnamon. You know better than to tease me!" Jay screamed. 

Her hot mouth bobbed up and down on Jay's thick cock, teasing his shaft with her tongue. She knew that would make the pre-cum ooze from the tip. Pre-cum, a taste that she had come to love. She knew that once she tasted that, there was more to come, although, it was rare Jay would cum in her mouth. As she reached down to squeeze his cum-heavy balls, he pulled out of her mouth quickly. Slapping her ass hard, and in one swift move, forcing his cock deep into her pussy. 

Cinnamon screamed in pain as the thick head rammed against her cervix. Jay needed to claim her once more. Harder and harder, he fucked Cinnamon merciless. Her tight inner walls stretched to accept his thick, throbbing shaft. Over and over, he rammed her deep. His balls slapped her ass with each thrust, reminding her what would be filling her soon. 

Finally, he could hold back no longer. One, two, three, and.... four, huge loads of cum filled Cinnamon's pussy. Her head resting on the bed, so tired, so sore, knowing she was probably bleeding after being fucked this hard. 

Slowly, Jay pulled out of her. Kissing her back, and the soft cheeks of her ass. Cinnamon collapsed. Jay came back to the bed, cleaning her, as he always did. To her surprise, and relief, she wasn't bleeding. His rough hands were gentle now, loving. He climbed back into bed with Cinnamon, wrapping his strong arms around her. She sniffled softly as he held her close. Cinnamon knew Jay was rough. He didn't know how to make love, he'd never really done that before. All Jay had known was fucking- and fucking hard. He knew now- now that Cinnamon was free, he was going to have to learn. He had a beautiful, tender woman, a woman who had needs, too. The challenge would be, figuring out how to meet those needs. For now, she was in his arms, and safe, and that's all that really mattered to both of them.