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Delmore chapter 9
Sir Tyler led me by the arm to the commissary. I was given two protein bars and a liter of water. It basically equalled 450 calories and 40 grams of protein. Well, not given. I had to earn it by sucking the nut out of Sir Tyler. The white boys were all given the same couple of snacks throughout the day with usually one large calorie meal to keep their strength up. Whatever they were given to eat was on the orders of their owner as their body would be shaped to His liking. This included a specific workout program as well. This had already been decided for me, I just didn't know it yet.
After I ate, with a little extra protein from Sir Tyler (ok a lot of extra protein from Sir Tyler), He took me to a dorm that I had not been to yet. It seemed fairly normal. Well, aside from the collared, caged, naked white boys serving Black Inmates. Which, in this place, was pretty normal. The staff for the dorm was white since the Black COs were busy breaking in the new white arrivals.
I was led over to a corner of the rec room where there was a small cage like box. Sir Tyler ordered me to take my pants off but leave my uniform shirt on. I was ordered to crawl inside. I was grateful that the bottom was padded. My head was locked into place and on the outside of the cage. When clamped at the front, it formed a steel ring around my neck.
I was ordered to push my hands through the bars of the front and they were cuffed on the outside. One of those mouth opening devices was firmly attached as well. When Sir Tyler closed the back of the cage, my pussy was exposed to whoever wanted it.
"See ya in four hours, bitch. Try not to get pregnant."
At first, no one paid me any attention. Almost like I was just another piece of furniture. The head of the cage was facing the tv so at least there was something to distract me during the lull. It looked like a local access channel of some type. I'd never seen it before. But, who watches regular tv anymore? Everything is a streaming service. I felt someone behind me. The familiar feeling of a dick entering. While getting fucked I was enthralled by what I was seeing on that tv. The show was apparently called "training your white animals". The Man behind me shot His seed into my pussy during a commercial break advertising "cracker bits" (a delicious but necessary meal of protein and nutrients for your white property).
I knelt in that cage, Superior DNA leaking from my pussy, drool streaming out of my open mouth, wondering how this had slipped passed us. How did we miss whole-ass tv shows about owning us? How far did these shows reach? While mid-ponder a Black Inmate walked up to the front of the cage and started pissing in my mouth. Thanks to the device, I was unable to swallow so it mostly splashed onto the floor in front of me.
Eventually, a collared white slave came over and licked it all up. it also went behind me and licked up all the cum from my hole and the parts it could get to since the cage blocked some of its access.
Another show came and went with no action to distract me from watching it. This one was "How well does Your white know You?" The whites in the show nervously answered questions about their Black Owners as the Owners sat quietly and watched in front of a live studio audience. There were four Black owners and at least two whites per Owner. All sexes.
The whites were dressed in what looked like g-strings and speedos. The women were in sports bras. In the white boy bulges I could see the outlines of obvious clit cages.
At the end of the show, which captivated my attention just as much as the box I was locked in had captivated my body, the winning white team was announced. Their Owner had won an all-expense paid trip to the Bahamas.
The remaining whites were immediately auctioned off to Black Members of the audience. I noticed they seemed to fetch what I considered to be low prices. How long had this been happening under our noses?
I noticed a Black Inmate lead His white property over to the video phones for inmate use. The white made a call and was bent over the table in front of the video phone by his Black Owner. About the time the call was accepted by the other party was also about the time I saw that Black dick go up that white ass. On the other end of the video was a naked white girl getting fucked the same way. From the conversation, I gathered they were husband and wife before he was locked up. Both of them seemed incredibly happy with their lives at the moment. I thought of my wife.
She hadn't heard from me in days. I wondered how long would pass before she called my pd to ask if I was ok. I was alone with my thoughts in that cage/box over in the corner when I saw the news come on the tv.
It was local news but a channel I'd never seen before. Two very attractive Black Anchors informed us that They would be bringing U/us the latest news and updates that mattered to the Citizens and servants of the Black Republic's District 33. The first part was a bit difficult for me to follow as it dealt with politics within the ruling council of the Black Republic's leadership. No light was shed on how long this quiet revolution had been taking place, but they had clearly taken over the civic leadership in numerous smaller municipalities throughout the state.
It became clear to me that They were using numerous whites that belonged to Them to help infiltrate and control local governments. I started remembering a time that me a group of my cop buddies were drinking beer and bitching about how nobody pays attention to local politics because they are so distracted by national politics. We knew as cops, the local elections were the most important yet had the lowest voter turnout.
Clearly, our Superiors had figured this out.
Local ordinances were being passed, housing markets were changing, wealth was shifting. The whites in those areas (that hadn't seen the writing on the wall and moved) were being arrested by the local police and thrown into the local jails and state facilities which had become reeducation camps for the BNWO if they refused to comply. How did this escape the attention of the state authorities? Or did the Black Republic have a foothold there too? It seemed obvious to me that They must. If so, why did the state send me here? I didn't get much more time to think about that as the Anchors announced breaking news.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, the Leaders of Our revolution have just made an announcement. As of last night's special elections We now have complete control of Mississippi." Both Anchors stood up with Their right fist raised and shouted "Black Power!"
The rec room erupted in thunderous applause with the Black Inmates standing and giving that same salute while shouting "Black Power". The whites dropped to their knees with gazes lowered and shouted "Black Power Sir!"
I couldn't say shit because my mouth was still propped open and sore as hell.
After that ending to the local news, the Men in the room began to celebrate by fucking every white. To include the two COs assigned to that dorm. I got used for what seemed like an hour or so after that. I don't think there was a solid minute when a dick wasn't in my pussy.
So much cum was on my face and in my hair. I doubt I'd have been recognisable. I was damn near unconscious by the time Sir Tyler came back to get me.
I was so grateful to be freed that I almost fucked up and hugged Him. I was ordered to strip the rest of the way (which was only my shirt). I was to follow Him out of the dorm and then crawl once in the hallway until W/we arrived at the classroom.
As I crawled behind Sir Tyler to the classroom, another Black CO met Him in the t-intersection of the hall. The other CO was followed by a line of crawling, naked white boys. I recognised the one I'd been "indoctrinated" with on day one. I fell in line with the rest and heard Sir Tyler and the other Sir talking as They walked.
"Did you hear the news about Mississippi?"
"Fuck yeah I did! With Louisiana that's two now. I'm betting We take Alabama before Georgia takes Their's."
"Wanna put some money on that?"
"Nah bruh, but I'll put up one of My bitches."
"From here or Your house?"
"Either."
"I want that fire crotch chic You got at home. "
"That's My favorite bitch but ok. I'm pretty confident about this."
We made it to the classroom and were ordered to go be seated. I seemed to have zero problems mounting the dildo desk this time. We sat quietly, patiently waiting for our Instructor to arrive.
To be continued.....