“So why don’t you fight then!” Bette spat as hot tears dripped off chin and fell to the floor.

“Because I don’t know how!” Tina cried, “I will get you out of here! Even if it costs my life! I will get you out of here!” she screamed as she put her hands on Bette’s shoulders feeling that familiar electricity jolting into her body from the touch.

Bette felt it too and she just closed her eyes and reveled in it. Then she felt sobbing Tina laying her head on Bette’s shoulder as she cried.

“So, your name is Tina?” Bette said softly. Tina looked up at her and nodded her head. “I should probably start screaming so your mom…”

“She’s not my mom!” Tina snapped, “she kidnapped me from my real mom.”

“Sorry,” Bette said softly, “I should probably start screaming so the tyrant doesn’t come in here.”

Bette started screaming as if she was being tortured and Tina cracked the whip behind her to make it sound right. Tina stepped forward, unable to stop herself any longer, and pressed her lips firmly on Bette’s.

Bette moaned at the contact she had been dreaming of since she’s been here. If it were anyone else she would have never forgiven them for this, but with this woman she couldn’t resist. She had this primal need to protect her and care about her and…love her.

Bette pressed forward with a moan, her tongue seeking an entrance which was granted.

“You have to keep on screaming,” Tina whispered huskily breaking the kiss to move her lips down to her throat.

That’s what Bette did, screaming to stop Buckley from coming in as well as in pleasure from feeling Tina’s tongue on her. Tina’s hands roamed around Bette’s body, one hand slipping under her shirt to grab onto Bette’s hard nipple which was not encased in a bra because they were confiscated. The metal parts could make weapons.

It was like she knew Bette’s body by instinct and soon Bette’s screams were solely based on the pleasure she was feeling. Then Tina pushed down Bette’s pants and got down to her knees in front of her actually taking the time to look at her wet center which she didn’t get a chance to do last time.