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Delmore, Chapter Three
I was given another uniform to put on before going back out to the shift room. Plugged and caged I went out to face the rest of the day. It was an odd sensation to say the least. A constant physical reminder that you are a bitch.
I walked from the break room back into the shift room to see just a few officers remaining. The muscle ginger was being spit roasted by two of the Black Officers. I found myself jealous. Yeah. Jealous. What the fuck was wrong with me? I knew I had to make my way to the Warden. I had to get out of here before this change became permanent. I needed to get back to my wife.
I left the shift room and passed an office where a half naked white officer was writing a report while a Black Officer dictated. But it wasn't that simple. The white boy wasn't sitting at the desk, he was somewhat bent over it. As he was writing, the Black Officer was shoving a baton in and out of the white boy's ass. I kept walking.
The admin wing wasn't too far. I thought I'd make it without getting accosted but I was wrong. An inmate trustee was approaching me from the opposite direction and stopped in front of me.
"Knees boy."
I obeyed. Hands behind my back with my head bowed. When He freed His dick, I didn't even need to be told what to do.
After a few minutes of sucking, He was rock hard. He backed me up against the wall and started skull fucking me until He pulled out and came all over my face.
"Thank You, Sir," I said as He put His dick up and walked away without a word. I wiped my face as best I could with my bare hands and got up off my knees.
I continued to the warden's office. I noticed the admin assistant's desk was empty in the small waiting area outside of his office. I decided to knock on the door.
"Enter"
I did. I should have recognized the voice. I was definitely not expecting to see what I did when I stepped into that room.
In front of his desk knelt the warden. His expensive suit was wet in numerous places. Officer Washington leered over him. Washington had shoved His dick in his mouth but wasn't pumping it in and out. Looked like He was just holding it there. I noticed the warden's Adam's Apple was bobbing up and down around the black collar on his neck.
"Master W's pussy" was inscribed on the collar. The warden was naked from the waist down and I saw the clit cage matched the colour of the collar. Well not exactly naked. He was wearing pink stockings and what appeared to be a matching g-string was around one of his ankles.
"You better swallow every drop, bitch! You spill anymore and I'm gonna beat the fuck out of you!"
Yep. That's what I thought. The warden was drinking Sir Washington's piss. Did I just call Him Sir Washington? Seems right though. I mean, based on what I'm seeing and what the Man has already done to me as well.
The enslaved warden had a look of awe on his face. His eyes never looked away from the face of his Master while drinking His urine. I was so caught up in the display of servitude that I had almost failed to notice the female admin assistant in the corner of the room. Also collared, wearing similar lingerie to the warden. Her eyes were cast to the floor.
"What's up boy? You came to see this bitch? Thought it might be able to help you out of your situation? Awwww how cute. It belongs to Me and it tasted some of your pussy juices on My dick while drinking My golden nectar. What to do with you now? This poor judgement on your part will be noted in your daily activity report. A lot of trust is lost here. I suppose additional training is required for your alabaster ass."
Sir Washington keyed up his handheld radio.
"I need assistance for a code 1 in the warden's office."
"This is Lincoln. I'm en route."
Sir Washington walked over to me.
"What's wrong with this picture?"
I immediately dropped to my knees in front of Him.
Within minutes, Officer Lincoln walked into the office. He stood over me with an air of superiority. As did Sir Washington. Washington resumed speaking, "See whiteboy, you gonna learn all of your duties as a servant to the BNWO. So far you've learned how to take Black Dick in both of your pussies. Now it's time to teach you how to drink piss.
You are white. And in case you haven't noticed, all urinals are white.
So, upon command, you will drop and drink. Officer Lincoln is kind enough to quench your thirst."
I was disgusted. How the fuck did He think I would thirst for this nastiness. Ok, so I ended up liking getting my ass wrecked but drinking piss? No. No way. I'm not doing this.
Officer Lincoln already had His dick out in front of me. My eyes were still cast down to the floor.
"Open that pussy throat of your's bitch or I'm going to piss all over your uniform."
I didn't move.
Officer Lincoln started pissing on me. He started with my hair, my face, and then moved onto my uniform. I had to admit it was an impressive amount of water pressure.
Officer Washington chimed in, "Bitch, if you don't open your stupid ass mouth, I'm going to take you into one of the dorms and dunk your faggot head into the nastiest toilets in there. "
Yep. No doubt in my mind He would do what He said He'd do. I didn't want that. That seemed so much worse. I talked myself into obeying this command. I opened my mouth.
"That's a good white boy."
Not sure why in the fuck hearing that made me happy. Officer Lincoln's very strong stream found It's hole. Into my throat His piss flowed.
Oddly enough, the taste wasn't as foul as I'd imagined it would be.
But then, He was a healthy looking man. I had a difficult time swallowing fast enough so Sir Washington ordered the warden to coach me.
I noticed the admin assistant was eating Sir's ass at the time.
The half naked warden crawled to a spot behind me and started whispering into my ear. It told me to imagine I was back in high school chugging beer out of peer pressure. Beer was an acquired taste as piss would be as well. His advice helped but I wasn't able to swallow it all and we were both ordered to licked up the rest that was on the floor. We both did as ordered. The crazy thing was how hard my clit was straining in its cage from this form of submission.
"And now for your punishment, bitch. Strip him and bring him to dorm B, please, Officer Lincoln."
"Abso-fucking-lutely," he replied with menacing smile.
"I ain't touching your nasty ass faggot. Strip."
I did as ordered and He cuffed my hands behind my back. I was so scared of the possibilities of what this punishment might be that I almost forgot that I had just been forced to drink piss. But every time I would gulp in fear, there it was. That taste that I would eventually get way too familiar with. Officer Lincoln grabbed my bicep and led me to dorm B.
To be continued...