Delmore
The idea for this story came from Master Blue, though I know Him as Black Daddy. He is an excellent Dom with a great imagination. I hope you all enjoy. And please remember to donate to Nifty! Feel free to send a message if you liked it at bpd1381@hotmail.com.
I could hear the slurping sounds from my wet mouth as David used my orifice like a cunt. Anyone in listening distance (and there were a few guys that were) could hear me choking and gagging on His big dick while a steady amount of my spit hung off my chin and puddled on my uniform shirt.
"You got a talented throat, bitch"
"Mmmpphhrggg ooooo mmmmir"
Less than a minute later, He held his dick down into my throat while He shot his cum in me. It was so far down my neck that I couldn't even taste it until He was withdrawing from my throat and mouth, allowing me to resume breathing. For a brief moment I didn't think He'd allow me to breathe and I would just pass out in His cell.
"Get the fuck out, white boy."
I didn't even bother wiping my mouth. I just didn't see a point anymore. I stood up and walked out saying, "Thank You, Sir," painfully aware of my aching dick locked in its "clit cage". That was the 5th black dick I'd had inside me since I started my shift two hours ago.
Four inmates and one officer had used my mouth and my "pussy" almost as soon as I clocked in at the Delmore Correctional Facility in south Alabama. I'd been serving as a Corrections Officer for about a month but the truth is I had been serving as a white hole for Black Men for pretty much that same amount of time. How and/or why, you ask? Well that's a bit of a story. It all started when I was loaned to the state from my local law enforcement agency to assist the state Department of Corrections with an internal investigation.
I had just finished UC (Under Cover) school when my department decided
to send me to the DOC' investigation unit to help with a possible internal issue. They believed there might have been some problems with the staff at Delmore Correctional Facility and needed me to work UC as a newly transferred Corrections Officer. I agreed (though I didn't sign up for UC school just to wear a different kind of uniform). I was introduced to my "handler" a DOC investigator named Michael. It's fairly standard while working undercover for there to be only one or two people that know who you actually are and what you are doing. He said he'd check on me during my days off. Michael put me through a crash course on what I would have learned in their academy and sent me to Delmore.
My wife wasn't real happy about this assignment but she didn't raise too much of a fuss after I said the state would be paying for my lodging while I was working this assignment and sending a healthy per diem for expenses. A little break from each other might do us both some good. We'd been arguing a bit more than usual.
I arrived at Delmore for my first day and made my way to the multi-purpose room that was used for shift briefings as well.
"Fresh meat is here"
He was a younger Black officer. Looked like He was probably very popular back in high school. He walked up to me and shook my hand. He used a firmer grip than necessary and it didn't escape my attention that He turned my hand, putting His in the dominant position and mine in the weaker position.
"Officer Washington," He said while smirking at me.
"Officer Hunter," I responded.
He looked at my name tag and asked what the J stood for and I told Him.
He never responded to my last name but said, "Nice to meet you, Jesse.
Have a seat with us."
He was sitting with a group of Black officers which caused me to notice for the first time that the white officers were all sitting together but none of them seemed to be speaking. The majority of the officers were Black as well as the shift commander that just walked in to give the briefing.
During the briefing I was trying to get a feel for the staff and right away I noticed a stark difference between the white and Black officers.
The Black officers were all laughing and cutting up with each other while the white officers were all quiet and rarely looked up from the floor. Something seemed very off. I caught one of the older white guys looking at me. His facial expression seemed as some type of warning.
Then his eyes flickered to the person behind me and his eyes were cast downward again. I turned and saw Washington behind me and He was still smirking at me.
Toward the end of the briefing, the shift commander said, "Officer Washington, take our new transfer around the dorms while we finish up with inspection."
"Gladly. C'mon white boy."
What the fuck, I thought to myself as I followed Washington out of the room. That seemed overtly racist. And perfectly fine/normal to supervision.
Officer Washington didn't talk much with me as He led me to intake. We passed two officers in the hallway. The Black officer fist bumped Washington and smirked at me, but nodded a hello. The white officer was looking at me. His expression gave me a sinking feeling. He looked like he felt sorry for me. There was what appeared to be a puddle of sweat on the front of his shirt. And if I didn't know better I'd say there was dried cum on his face and in his hair. But that had to be something else. As they passed, if I had turned to look I would have seen the wet spot on the back of his pants. But I did not look back.
When we reached the intake area there was a group of new inmates that had been stripped of their clothes and were being inspected by two Black officers. There were nine inmates being processed. One white guy and eight Black Men.
Officer Washington put his hand on my shoulder and said it was time to show me their "unique intake process" at Delmore. The inmates were standing nearly shoulder to shoulder in a line and Washington and myself were in front of them. Washington shouted, "You dickheads know the drill, lift your sacks."
Washington, who still had his hand on my shoulder, guided me to my knees in front of the inmates while saying I needed to inspect them for contraband. I knew from my brief orientation before being assigned here that this would be part of the job. Though I thought it was unnecessary for me to be this close. I still somewhat trusted the other officers enough to be in such an awkward and tactically unsound position. That trust went away as soon as I felt the metallic object touch my throat.
One of the inmates had a shiv against my neck, and was pushing my face up against the Black Dick in front of me.
I started to move my head and he pushed the makeshift blade a little harder into my skin. I stopped moving as I got the point, but started looking out of the corner of my eyes for Washington or the other two officers. Had they been taken too?
"Don't move, white boy. Not until we tell you to. Stay right there on your knees where you belong."
The Man's junk in front of me was so close that I could smell his ball sweat. Even though I was scared shitless, it didn't escape me that I liked that smell. What the fuck, I wondered why that thought even crossed my mind during a time like this. I had only ever smelled mine, but this was completely different. It was intoxicating. It actually made my dick twitch a little bit. My eyes were probably wide as hell but not just from the fear from what was happening but the fear of what it meant to me that this dude's balls were turning me on.
I was somewhat happily married. To a woman. I'd only been with women (though only a few) and had never thought of another man sexually. I had nothing against gay people, I just didn't understand the attraction.
My wondering mind was brought back into the situation when I felt the other white boy being thrown to the floor next to me. He was pushed onto his ass. His eyes as wide as mine but he was completely naked.
"Get up on your knees bitch."
He moved quick to comply.
"That's what I'm talking about. Two new white faggots where they belong. Except one of ``em don't look right with all them clothes on.
Strip outta that uniform bitch!" Part of me was hoping they just wanted my uniform to help with what I assumed was their escape attempt.
I was undressing carefully since there was still a blade against my throat. I heard the white boy next to me scream, "I ain't no fag!"
His accent was thick and country and that seemed like a pretty genuine statement.
The inmate that appeared to be in charge opened handed slapped the shit out of his face almost immediately after he said that.
"All you white boys are faggots. Especially in here. You about to see how We do things around here. "
I was naked by that time. Someone had taken the cuffs out of my belt and used them on me. With my hands cuffed behind my back, the man with the blade pushed my face into the dick of the leader.
"Suck it, bitch."
I felt the blade push into my skin a bit. A part of me was disgusted by what I was being forced to do. But my survival instincts were causing me to open my mouth and take his dick. It felt weird in my mouth. It was soft at first but it started getting hard when he started fucking my throat. Saliva started building and he was starting to gag me. I thought I would throw up. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the other white boy getting the same treatment. I could hear him choking and gagging. Past the fear and disgust, another feeling started creeping in.
I was getting turned on. My dick started getting hard. Jesus fucking Christ, please no. Stop getting hard dammit. You're a man. Not a "bitch".
"Our new faggot guard's little pink clit is getting hard! You white punk ass bitches are all the same. Look at y'all...getting hard from sucking Black Dick! Didn't take you cracker faggots long at all to learn your place. Pretty soon y'all gonna be begging for it, just like every other white boy in this bitch."
He was right though. I was the hardest I think I'd ever been in my life. It didn't take long to start leaking pre-cum. I didn't even notice that there wasn't a shiv against my neck anymore. I was alternating sucking the two dicks in front of me. Eventually one of the Black Men tensed up while he was in my mouth. He grabbed my head with his hand a held me firmly while I felt the first volley of cum splash in my mouth. I tried spitting it out and that was met with a hard slap in the face by the man that just nut in me.
"Uh uh bitch. You swallow My precious seed. All of it mother fucker."
And He started pushing it into my mouth with His fingers and forced me to suck His fingers clean. Another dick replaced His and I was put back to work sucking. And then I felt someone's finger touching my asshole. I heard muffled screaming and saw out of the corner of my eye the other white boy being impaled at both ends by our Black Captors. I knew what was about to happen to me and I was mortified.
I felt the Man greasing my hole with something.
"Fuck! That's a tight pussy!"
I heard him saying that while pushing a finger in. The pain from just his finger scared me even more for what was to come. If his finger hurt that much...
The Man that I was sucking pulled his dick out of my mouth and shot his nut all over my face. He grabbed me by the head and shoved my face on the floor. I was still cuffed behind my back so this caused me to be face down ass up. The Man behind me removed His finger.
And then I felt it. He started pushing His dick in me. Surprisingly, it hurt less than His finger. Unlike the other white boy, there was no dick in my mouth to muffle my yelps and screams. It hurt so much at first.
And I ain't ashamed to admit that it made my eyes water. After a while, the pain subsided, my erection didn't. He was hitting something in me that was starting to feel so good. I heard myself moaning.
"I found this bitch's g-spot!"
Holy fuck why does this feel so good?
"Tell me what you want faggot!"
Mindlessly I mumbled, "fuck me"
He stopped abruptly. "Not with those manners, white boy"
I responded louder, "Please fuck me, Sir"
"You got it, cracker!"
He pounded me relentlessly until I felt His body tense and unload his cum into my hole. It's difficult to describe how that made me feel. That form of submission felt almost as good as cumming myself. I had no idea why. But I said, "Thank You, Sir." As he pulled his dick out of my ass. He walked in front of me and yanked my head off the floor by my hair.
"Clean my dick off bitch."
As I did, another dick slid into my ass. As he held me there by my hair, the other dick was hitting my prorate just right. I experienced a first in my life. I came hands free.
"Look at this y'all. This slut just nutted from taking dick. This boy is a natural."
I was so ashamed. But so content. Until I finally heard Officer Washington's voice.
"And I got that shit on video. "
I looked over to see him standing over me with his phone pointed at me.
I understood then that he was in on this. I assumed the other officers were as well since they were all obviously still in charge here.
"Hurry up and nut in this bitch so I can take him back to the shift room."
Not long after that, the guy in my ass blew his load in me and another guy had shot his nut all over my face and hair.
Officer Washington grabbed my arm and pulled me to my feet. With the other officers still in their uniforms, I felt my nakedness. Especially still being cuffed. I couldn't keep the cum from running down my face (and into one of my eyes). I felt the cum leaking from my hole as well.
It was running down the back of my leg.
The inmates were dealing with their white boy in the same fashion as we were both walked out into the first dorm. They had tied his hands behind his back with what looked like a shirt. I don't know why. He looked like They had fucked the fight out of him already.
We were met by cat calls and whistles as soon as the door buzzed and opened. Most of the Black Inmates were lounging in the open area playing cards and relaxing. Most of them were fully clothed. Every white inmate I saw was butt naked with the exception of what appeared to be a variety of different types of cage looking things on their dicks. All of the white boys were busy. Those that weren't cleaning or dealing with laundry were sucking dick and/or getting fucked. The other white boy that was with me in intake was dropped off at the control room where the Black Officers stationed there put him to work sucking Their dicks.
"Y'all have fun with that new pussy. I gotta get this faggot back to the shift room."
I was walked naked, dripping in sweat and cum, back to the room I started in. I was terrified as we reached that door. I didn't want to be seen in this condition. I was humiliated. I didn't think I could be anymore shocked than I already was until He opened that door.
Every white officer was naked, on his knees, sucking the dick or eating the ass of the Black Officer in front of him. As we walked closer to them, I noticed they were wearing cages on their dicks too.
The Shift Commander was in the middle of getting His dick sucked by a muscular ginger when He spoke up, "Ah, Washington. I see You put Our new boy through his orientation. Looks like it went well."
"Probably a new record in turning one out. This bitch is a natural."
"They all are, Washington. Every one of these white boys were meant to serve Us. Ain't that right faggots?"
Some of the mouths were allowed to answer "yes Sir" while the rest just muffled their response around the dick they were sucking or the ass they were eating.
"Knees boy."
I went back to my sore knees as carefully as I could while still cuffed.
"Eyes to the floor, pussy boy."
I did as commanded.
"Listen carefully to Me."
I was having to do my best since Washington pulled His dick out and shoved it in my mouth which added to all the slurping and gagging noises in the room.
"I know they covered this in the DOC academy, that Alabama doesn't have prisons. We have Corrections Facilities. Because Our job is to correct behavior, not punish. Well at this facility We have a different take on that. We correct white boy behavior. That includes the staff.
See all you white boys were born for this. Submission to Us comes so naturally to you bitches. It takes next to nothing to turn you from married `men' to cock sucking sluts." When he got to the end of that last sentence he punctuated each of the last four words with its own volley of cum into the mouth of that ginger boy.
I knew better than to argue. Definitely wouldn't have been a good time for that especially since I was eagerly sucking Washington's dick while not being able to touch my own raging hard-on. Washington picked me up and bent me over the table. He rammed his dick hard into me and fucked me like he hated me. Deep down I was hoping he would fuck me. I guess the Shift Commander was right. Deep down I was a insatiable slut for Black Men.
I felt and heard Washington bust inside my "pussy". He grabbed me by my hair and pulled my cum stained face to meet His.
"Look at me, bitch. I don't care how bad it hurts."
He must have noticed the cum that had dripped painfully into my eye. I did as ordered.
"Always thank a Black Man after He has given your sorry ass the gift of His precious seed."
"Thank You."
"You forgot something."
"Thank You, Sir."
"Your welcome, faggot."
And with that, He let go of my hair and I dropped my head back on the table. One of the other white boys came over and took my cuffs off.
The Shift Commander spoke up again and told the white boy that just took my restraints off to take me into the break room and explain my new life to me.
To be continued....