Piedmont Penitentiary is an old turn of the century prison nick named "The HOLE" on the outskirts of Philadelphia in the Valley Forge section of Pennsylvania, which was built to hold up to 500 convicted inmates. Today it holds nearly 1500, 3 times it's intended population. Over crowding means there are 2 to 3 men or more per cell, which was originally built to house just one. The plumbing is old and rusted, the walls are crumbly, the foundation is corroded, and morale is low. Inmates and Officers complain of conditions, but more complaints are lost to the board of directors. Politicians that look to line their pockets before updating repairs for inmates, run the board. No one cares if convicted criminals complain about "unfair" living conditions. They were incarcerated for punishment, not comfort. Most tax payers see them as animals that need to be locked up off the streets. They are forgotten and unwanted members of society, -the scary and depraved. Whatever happens to them behind bars is more than likely deserved!
The HOLE/80b THE FINAL CHAPTER
Pt-9
Morris screamed out loud, knowing no one would come to his aid. The Aryans all moved in closer as they readied their dicks for fucking. Hammer pulled back, allowing only the head to remain inside the fighting anus before ramming his hips forth once more. Morris jerked at the re-entry, trying to escape despite being held tightly by Hammer's men. The Aryan leader pulled back once more, ramming his cock all the way inside the 19 year old black man's ass. Morris screamed louder as his gut was penetrated. "Hold the little bastard...!" ordered Hammer, grinding his hairy pelvis into Morris' buttock.
Morris grit his teeth as he lay his head down on the mattress, his muscles flexing as he squirmed to break free from his captor's grasps. Instantly his mind flashed back to memories of his first rape with the deceased Muslim Rashad, recalling how helpless he felt as the older man he trusted as a mentor took advantage of his innocence (chap-39, pt-6). He looked across the cell to see his 18 yr old friend Wendall White getting butt fucked by another white Aryan. Wendall was groaning and grunting in pain as his ass was being pounded from behind, a large white man riding his skinny black body like an expert cowboy on the ass of a bronco.
Wendall struggled against the hands holding him down, his ass forced high in the air as the Aryan fucked him hard from behind, each thrust sending his body jerking forward. Hr could feel the white dick bursting through his anus, fucking deep into his rectum with repeated force. This was not how their story was supposed to end.
On the other side of the cell he could see and hear his buddy Morris going through the same thing. Hammer held Morris by the waist as he slammed his hips back and forth, driving his 9 inch long whiteboy cock well deep in Morris' ass. "Ouuuhhhh..., aawww..., uhhh..., uhhh..., we had a deal, nigga! How you just gonna fuck me over like this...?!" asked Morris, still trying to reason.
"Your black ass is right where you belong!" stated Hammer, drilling deeper as he purposely caused Morris more pain. "Right up under me like the bitch you are! I heard how Rashad punked your ass a while back...! I know how he made you his private fuck hole, dicking this black ass down every night in yous cell! I know you used to taking big cock up your ass! You come in here acting like you a straight up pimp, and all you and your butt buddy are are bitches looking for the right man to put yous in your place! Well you found them..., a whole cell Block full of rock hard horny white men looking to make you our personal private bitches! Take this white cock up your sour black ass you black monkey! Take this fucking cock!" snarled Hammer, biting his lower lip as he rammed even harder into the bubble ass before him.
Morris grunted aloud, forced to submit and take everything the white man gave him. He cursed himself for trying to stab Genuwine in the back. Genuwine had been good to him, treating him like a little brother. If he hadn't gotten greedy with watching all the top Mandingos enjoying their perks, he wouldn't be in this mess right now. Surely Genuwine wouldn't lift a finger to help the man that tried to fuck him. He'd be forced to live out his entire prison sentence being the bitch for horny inmates, turned into one of the prison's dreaded "girls" and forced to give his ass and mouth up to any and every dick that wanted entry.
"Open your mouth, nigger...!" ordered another Aryan, pulling Morris' head up by his chin and presenting his dick for sucking. Morris knew it was fruitless to fight, so he merely opened his mouth in defeat and allowed the second Aryan passage. "That's right..., spread those nigger lips around this white cock and suck it like your great grandpappy did my grandfather's!" insulted the Aryan. Morris was not only forced to submit his body for fucking, he had to endure the mental humiliation they dished out.
Across the cell Wendall was also being fucked front and back. Two big white Aryan cocks took control of his body as they see-sawed in and out of him in either direction, his holes spread wide to accommodate their presence. The one in Wendall's ass came first, unable to hold back from seeding the young black boy's ass. He yanked his shitty cock free after fucking, allowing for the next man to take his place. The man at Wendall's mouth stepped aside as the first butt fucker walked around and shoved his shitty cock into his mouth. "Clean my cock off bitch!" he ordered, forcing his stiff dick between the black boy's lips. Wendall was shocked by the taste of his own shit, but sucked the pinkish/red cock clean as ordered, too frightened not to. The man that had been face fucking Wendal jacked off beside him until he started to paint Wendall's face in white sludge. Cum spurted out of his cock like white ribbons as they landed in sequence all along the side of Wendall's face. They smeared the cum into his skin, joking how it would help lighten his complexion before moving away to make room for another face fucker.
Morris felt the man fucking his mouth tighten his hands on his head. Morris could barely breathe as the cock piston in and out of his mouth. "Yoowww...!!" yelled the face fucker, yanking his bobbing cock from Morris mouth before slapping him hard across the face. "Scratch my cock again with your teeth and I'mm punch them straight down your fucking throat!" warned the white man, squeezing Morris' head in his hands like a ball. Tears formed in Morris eyes as the cock rammed back in, choking him instantly as the man resumed his face fucking. How could he not accidently scratch the dick with his teeth when the man was face fucking him so hard? Surely he understood he had teeth? Morris concentrated on keeping his lips tucked over his teeth, using them as cushions to keep from accidently scratching the cock surface and losing his teeth all together. "Yeah..., that's it..., that's what I'm taking about, nigger!" said the white man, fucking faster. Morris felt the dick swell in his mouth as the man pulled his face into his crotch. Cum started to spurt directly down into his throat as the man panted and groaned from the pleasure.
Hammer was pcking Morris' ass with all 9 inches of his white bull cock, his heavy balls slapping into Morris' with growing force. He shoved all the way in the same time his friend did, and unloaded his own load deep in Morris' tight hole. Morris could feel both cocks jumping and jerking inside him, alive with excitement as they emptied their balls contents in his body.
"Next...!" yelled Hammer, pulling out for the next man...
Pt-10
INFIRMARY
The doctor finished sowing up all of Lexington Bowmen's razor cuts, bandaging them to keep him from scratching them as they healed. He'd sent both of Lex's boxing opponents home after treating them and releasing them back into population, but Lexington needed overnight observation before being sent back to his Block. The Doctor ripped off his rubber gloves and retired to his office at the end of the Infirmary, leaving his patients to sleep.
"Is that you, Lex...?" asked Kersey Gordon, pretending to be asleep across the room.
"Kersey...?" questioned Lexington, peeking up over his chest as his swollen eyes tried peering through the darkened room. "...that you...?"
"Yeah..." said Kersey, lifting up on his elbows.
"What're you doing here, man...?" whispered Lexington, keeping his voice low.
"uh..., pain pills..., from the beating Hammer gave me...!" answered Kersey, keeping the pregnancy a secret. After all..., Lexington was in prison for murdering his baby's momma!
"I could kill that mother fucker for what he did to you!" said Lex, sincerely. "Son of a bitch don't know how to treat someone as special as you!"
"Why are YOU here...?" asked Kersey curiously, changing the subject.
"My big boxing fight was tonight..., but the nigga's cheated and cut me up with razor blades!" said Lex. "But I won anyway!"
"Was there ever any doubt you wouldn't?" asked Kersey, smiling in the darkness.
"See..., a bitch like you about to make my dick hard...!" smiled Lex, unable to see very well. "Are we the only ones here...?"
"There's a Guard's post outside the Infirmary..., and the Doctor's in his office down the hall!" explained Kersey.
"Damn..." said Lex, letting his head hit the pillow in defeat.
Kersey could easily see the tent forming in Lex's bed sheets as he lay prone on his hospital bed. Kersey reached down between his legs and started to toy with his clitoris, remembering how good Lex's dick always felt inside his pussy.
Lex lay in bed, half his face bandaged in wrap to close off the cut over his good eye. He felt physically exhausted and whipped as he prepared to fall off in quick sleep. Suddenly he jumped when he felt a man's hand touch him gently on his chest. "Who..??"
"Shh..., it's me..., --Kersey!" said the hermaphrodite, avoiding the bandages.
"What about the Doc...?" asked Lex, concerned about getting caught again.
"Just keep quiet...!" advised Kersey, pulling down Lex's bed sheets to expose his hardon.
Lex stifled a groan when he felt Kersey's mouth descend on his manhood. Kersey was no expert at cock sucking, indeed he never participated in anything sexual with another man until he came to Piedmont Penitentiary. But he genuinely liked Lexington, and what his big thick manly cock could do for his orgasms.
Kersey bobbed his head up and down until he hed Lex's pole shinny wet with spit. Lex reached down (blindly) between Kersey's legs and started toying with his vagina, first tickling the clit and then fingering the moist hole. He knew from previous experience with females that Kersey was wet with desire, wanting to fell his long dark pole in his snatch.
Kersey climbed up onto Lex's bed, straddling his waist with his thighs. He reached back and aimed Lex's fat hard cock up to his cunt lips and pushed back, sinking down on the upright pole. Lex sighed as his dick sank into the inmate's vagina. Instinctively he reached under Kersey's hospital gown to feel for his breasts, remembering that Kersey was a man and not a woman.
Kersey ground himself down on Lex's dick, churning his dick around in his cunt before slowly rising up and fall back, effectively fucking himself.
"Shit, man...!" groaned Lex, grabbing Kersey's shoulders as he forced his body down on his dick.
Kersey bit his lower lip as he started to bounce up and down, his vagina automatically lubricating itself as it slid easily up and down the fat black pole. "Damn, man..., that pussy feels like fucking heaven!" gasped Lex.
"Shhh...!" insisted Kersey, placing his hand over Kersey's mouth as he rode. He looked back at the Doctor's office and saw the light still on. "We HAVE to be quiet!"
"Okay!" said Lex, grabbing Kersey's waist as he started to fuck up into him.
The bed did well not to creek under their weights. Kersey bounced up and down conservatively, while Lexington thrust up into him, alternating holding his hips and pulling his ass cheeks apart. Soon Kersey's wet pussy was sliding up and down effortlessly, their bodies moving together like a well oiled machine. Thanks to the pain killers the Doctor gave Kersey earlier, he wasn't feeling any of the abdominal pains he felt before. All he felt was the deep penetrating stabbing of Lex's huge cock. He could feel himself cumming as his vagina tightened and convulsed all along the shaft of Lex's plugging dick.
"Oh, shit...!" gasped Lex, feeling the pussy contact around him just as he lost his seed to Kersey's cunt.
"Hello...?" called the Doctor from his office, inciting Kersey to jump up off of Lex's hardon as he quickly ran back to his side of the Infirmary. "Kersey..., was that YOU calling out..?" asked the Doctor, walking back into the room and turning on the overhead light.
"uh..., yes...yes Doctor..., it was me!" lied Kersey, as Lex fumbled to cover himself under his sheets. "My stomach...!" he said, clutching his belly.
"Pain pills wearing off already...?" asked the Doc, lowering Kersey's sheet as he lifted his gown to examine his abdomen. Kersey looked concerned as the Doctor pressed down on his abdomen. "Does that hurt?" he asked, professionally.
"uh..., no...!" said Kersey, distracted by Lexington across the room.
The Doctor added more pressure, causing Kersey's to exhale from his belly. Discharge oozed from Kersey's vagina, causing a large wet stain to form between his legs, --catching the Doctor's attention. He looked down questionably, then ran his finger curiously over Kersey's vagina and sniffed his fingers. "Mr Gordon..., have you had sexual relations here recently...?" he asked, looking back over at Lexington as he tired to lay still and pretend sleep.
"ummm..." was all Kersey could manage at the time.
Pt-11
NOON
A new bus of arrives sped down the main road leading to the prison from the expressway. Every man on board felt a deep sense for foreboding as the large gloomy gray building came into view, their new residence for a large chunk of their lives. The bus stopped at the gate as they were checked in. The Gate was opened to allow passage as they slowly drove up to the unloading area along the side of the prison. Prisoners in the Yard catching some afternoon sun could see the new fish being led in in their bright orange jumpsuits and shackles from the city's Roundhouse.
Ellis was the 6th man off the bus, following the long line of new prisoners as they shuffled forth in their ankle chains. The convicts in the Yard heckled them from the fence, yelling out catcalls and even calling Ellis by name. "Keep moving!" yelled one of the Guards as they led the new arrivals in one by one and led down a long corridor and into the printing and Processing Station. Once there they were ordered to strip naked and submit to inspection. "That includes YOU too mr Ellis!" informed the Guard. Ellis sucked his teeth as he watched the other inmates strip without protest. The first ones got back in line, each going though the humiliating process of a complete and thorough cavity search. Each new inmate was checked orally about their teeth and gums before Officers moved onto private areas where inmates were normally known to hide drugs or weapons. Ellis waited in line along with the others as the inmates were processed one at a time. When his turn came up he merely stood ominously in front of the Inspector (his former employee). "uh..., hel...hello, sir...!" said the nervous Officer, intimidated by Ellis' presence.
"Officer Cowen..." greeted Ellis, sternly. "How's your wife, Emily? And your daughter Grace?"
"They're uh..., they're fine, sir!" said Cowen, nervously. "Grace's a year now...!"
"Really? A year? How time flies!" smiled Ellis.
"Cowen...!" yelled the Officer's supervisor. "No fraternizing with the inmates! Process and get them out! This ain't a talk show~"
"Right, sorry...!" said Cowen, getting back to his job. "uh, sir..., could you, uh..., open your mouth please?"
"You know who I am, Dean..." said Ellis, wanting to save himself some humiliation. "...you know I wouldn't smuggle in any drugs or weapons!"
"I'm just doing my job, sir!" said Cowen, knowing he had no choice.
"Is there a problem here...?" asked the supervisor (Beanmen), placing his hand on his baton.
Ellis sighed as he realized he wasn't going to get any special treatment. He dropped his jaw open as Officer Cowen inspected his teeth and gums for any hidden bags or needles with a gloved finger. "Raise your arm, please...?" asked Cowen, checking under Ellis' underarms before dropping to his knees to inspect his privates. Cowen stared up at Ellis briefly before reaching up to cup his balls, lifting them to check for hidden drugs. He couldn't help but be impressed by Ellis' fat cock and heavy balls, recalling the time he invited Ellis over to his family's home for dinner after the birth of his daughter...
FLASHBACK
Dean Cowen had been a Piedmont Corrections Officer for nearly 2 years before finally having the nerve to invite his boss over to his house for dinner. His wife Emily had been pushing him to get to know the Warden better, the time just seemed right when Ellis asked Dean how his wife was after she'd been sent home from the hospital.
"She's fine, sir! Just a little tired with all the late night breast feedings Gracie demands!"
"Get used to it..." said Ellis, having had 2 boys of his own. "...the perks kick in when your wife's pussy regenerates in 6 weeks!"
"I know..." said Dean, excitedly. "But its been past 6 weeks already.., but Emily hasn't been in the mood to start having sex yet! Said she's too tired with the baby...!"
"Sometimes you just have to step up and be assertive!" advised Ellis, continuing on his way. "She's your wife..., she's supposed to make time to please her man!"
"uh, sir...!" called Dean, wondering if Ellis could talk to his wife and convince her into having sex again? "...would you like to come over for dinner...?"
"Would love to!" said Ellis.
Emily Cowen spent the rest of the afternoon cooking and cleaning, all while taking good care of her brand new daughter. She breast fed Grace, burped her, changed her diapers, and laid her down for an early nap before soaking herself in the tub. She barely had time to apply her hair and makeup before hearing her husband come home with his boss. "Em'..., we're here, honey!" he called upstairs as he led Ellis into their home.
"Smells good." said Ellis respectfully.
"Emily made her signature casserole!" said Dean, beaming from ear to ear. "Would you like a drink? We have wine!"
"Sure." answered Ellis, looking about the quaint home as Dean rushed into the den to mix drinks.
"Hi..., you must be mr Ellis?" said Emily Cowen, rushing down the stairs to greet her husband's boss. "I'm Emily!" she added, holding out her hand to shake.
"You have a nice home." said Ellis as Dean walked back in and handed him his drink.
"Well..., shall we eat?" asked Emily, heading towards the dining room.
Dinner was pleasant as the 3 adults sat down and participated in small talk about the baby, raising kids, and Dean's work. Emily worried about her husband being in close proximity with the inmates now that he was a father, --causing Dean embarrassment in front of his boss.
"I wouldn't worry about your husband, Emily..., the prison is very safe and the risk of an inmate hurting a Guard is minimal at best!"
"How can you say that after the riot you just had this year (chaps 40-43)! Is there some way that he could work in your administrations office? I mean now that we have the baby...?"
"Emily...!" said Dean, further embarrassed.
"She's only looking out for your best interest, Dean..., --I admire that!" said Ellis calmly, looking Emily over like a piece of candy. "She's one sexy woman..." he added, "...I bet you can't wait to start making more babies...!"
"None no time soon!" said Emily, already exhausted with the one.
"Emily's become A-sexual since the baby was born!" joked Dean at his wife's expense.
"That's not true!" defended Emily. "It's just the baby takes up so much of my time and energy...!"
"How much energy can a new born take up?" asked Dean, sexually frustrated.
"YOU just try changing diapers and feeding her through your breasts all day and see!" said Emily, annoyed.
"All I'm saying is it's already been over 6 months since we last did it...!" complained Dean, "...even mr Ellis agrees that 6 weeks is enough time for your body to heal after pregnacy!"
"Oh he does, does he...?" asked Emily, obviously angered. "So you've been discussing our sex life with your boss..., yet I can't even discuss your work?"
"All Dean is trying to say, Emily..., --is when he comes home from a long days work, he wants to unwind while making love to his beautiful wife! You can't fault the man for wanting that, can you?" asked Ellis.
"And was mrs Ellis so willing to jump back in the sack after a baby was pushed through her uterus?" asked Emily, sarcastically.
"Doris does her wifely duty when it comes to her man!" said Ellis, not liking Emily's tone.
"Her duty...?" questioned Emily.
"Exactly!" defended Ellis.
"And what exactly IS a wife's duty, mr Ellis...?" questioned Emily.
"Cooking, cleaning, and taking her husband's dick when he comes home from working all day!" insisted Ellis.
"And your wife submitted every time you wanted sex?" asked Emily.
"Unless she wanted me going out and getting it from some other source..., --yes!" answered Ellis, firmly.
"So you would cheat on your wife because she's too tired to have sex with you when you get home?" asked Emily, visibly angry.
"A man's main reason for marrying a woman is to have someone home to fuck on a daily basis! If you're not performing you duty, then you can't fault the man for finding another cushion to plant his pin in!" argued Ellis.
"You're disgusting!" frowned Emily, getting up from the table. "You're a pig, mr Ellis! And I'm glad my husband is nothing like you!"
"Your husband's a wimp!" stated Ellis, surprising both husband and wife. "If he can't control his own woman at home, how is he going to control a 250 pound male inmate?"
"Emily..., apologize to mr Ellis now!" insisted Dean, not wanting to look any weaker in front of his boss.
"I WILL NOT!" said Emily, irate.
"Pussy whipped!" said Ellis, stuffing more casserole into his mouth.
"I think you should leave!" insisted Emily, pointing at the door.
"Ellis isn't going anywhere!" said Dean, trying to dissolve the situation.
"You need to step up and show her whose boss!" encouraged Ellis.
"You're taking orders from him...?" asked Emily. "You're not at work!"
"Shut up, Em'!" said Dean, losing his temper.
"Fuck you!" yelled Emily, storming upstairs.
Dean ran his fingers through his short chopped hair in absolute frustration.
"I'm sorry about that, sir..., she's never acted that way before...! I don't understand what's gotten into her...!" said Dean, sincerely.
"That's her estrogen levels taking over...!" said Ellis, sipping wine. "She needs a good stiff fuck and a shot of testosterone to put her back in line!"
"I...I don't know, sir! You heard her..., she doesn't want to have sex!" said Dean, looking worried.
Ellis sat his wine glass down and leaned over towards Dean. Dean thought Ellis was going to whisper something to him when he suddenly felt Ellis' hand shoot up between his thighs. "Hey...!!" yelled Dean in surprise as he felt his boss' fingers roughly massaging his crotch.
"You've got to have BALLS enough to go up there and MAKE her want it!" advised the older man, groping Dean hard. The married man squirmed uncomfortably in his seat, too nervous to ask the boss to stop fondling him. "You can't even get it up..., no wonder your wife's don't want none of your dick! You're worthless!" said the Warden, removing his hand and resuming his meal.
Dean Cowen sat on his side of the table, looking more distraught and embarrassed than before. Ellis took Dean's hand and pulled it into his own crotch, allowing his subordinate to grope him openly. "That's how a cock should feel!" said the black man, causing Dean to blush brightly.
"Emily would die is my cock was that big!" said Dean, still groping the boss' length.
"How big is your dick?" asked Ellis curiously, as he continued to drink more wine.
"5 inches." said Dean, embarrassed. "She never acted as if she liked sex that much anyway."
"I bet I could have her begging for cock if you let me go up there and fuck her!" enticed Ellis.
"Fuck my Emily...?" asked Dean, innocently. He could still feel the power of Ellis' dick pulsing between his fingers. "I don't think Emily would like that...!"
"I don't give a shit what Emily likes...!" said Ellis, honestly. "...she was put here to do what her husband commands! And if you want me to go up there and break that bitch in for you..., then she won't have no choice but to be broken in!" said Ellis, "So what do you say...?"
Dean continued feeling the fat tube of his boss' dick between his fingertips. The wine was really starting to affect him when he remembered how bored his wife sometimes look while having sex with him, --even going as far as changing television channels while he was busy cumming inside of her before she got pregnant. He couldn't help wanting to hear her begging for cock, seeing her pretty pink pussy ripped to shreds by his boss' big black dick.
"Okay...!" he said weakly, imagining his wife in the peak of passion.
"That's all I needed to hear...!" said Ellis, finishing his wine as he got up from the dining room table. Dean saw the large bulge poking out Ellis' crotch as he headed for the steps. Dean sat at the table as he listened to the boss ascend the stairs. He finished his own drink as Ellis opened the master bedroom door. He could hear his startled wife yell his name just as Ellis slammed the door shut. Emily screamed out loud as Dean grabbed his half full wine glass and downed its contents until it was gone.
Emily went quiet as Dean sat at the table listening, --his ears focused on all the sounds upstairs. When he heard nothing he began to wonder if Ellis had mistakenly killed his wife? He got up from the table and ran up the steps, wondering why had he sent his boss ahead to fuck his woman? When Dean got to the door he could hear loud gagging sounds coming from in the room. He quietly turned the doorknob and peeked in to see his boss with his trousers down around his ankles, his stripped boxer shorts just under his muscular butt cheeks. He could see Emily on her knees before him, her fingernails digging into Ellis' thighs as he gripped her head with both hands and forcibly fucked her face.
Emily Cowen wasn't surprised when her bedroom door opened, she had expected her husband to come upstairs begging for her forgiveness and pleading with her to accept his boss' apology. But when she saw her husband's boss' face appear instead of her husband, she knew she was in trouble. "What are YOU doing up here...?" she asked, watching him enter her room. "What do you want...?" she added, seeing the smug smirk on his face. "Dean...?!" she yelled, calling for her husband as Ellis slammed the door shut. "AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH...!!" she screamed as he grabbed her by her throat and wrestled her down to the ground.
"Your husband has given me permission to come up here and show you how you're supposed to worship your husband's dick!" said Ellis, unzipping his pants as he freed his big black sausage. Emily felt her face getting closer and closer to the black monstrosity. She struggled to get free as Ellis wrapped his huge fists around in her blonde hair and forced his cock into her mouth. "Suck that dick, bitch!" he ordered, forcing her mouth down on his woodie.
Emily panted hard as her mouth was stuffed full of black cock. She was suburban girl, having had little (if any) interaction with blacks in her youth. She had heard rumors about their endowments, how huge they were and how sexually deviant they were. She sometimes fantasized about being fucked by an angry black man, held captive against her will as he used her flawless white body and defiled her from the core. Never did she actually think she would live out that fantasy, and never would she have believed it would have been consented by her own husband.
Ellis gripped her hair tighter as he fucked deeper into her mouth. He reached down with a free hand and forced his hand into her blouse, grabbing her right tit. Emily groaned as the huge hand gripped and squeezed her breast roughly. She sank her teeth into the shaft, hoping to make him withdrawal, but Ellis merely gripped her hair tighter as he fucked harder into his mouth. "Oh you wanna play like that, eh...?" asked Ellis, liking it rough. Emily gulped as her rapist continued to face fuck her, using her face as a dart board. "Get your ass up on the bed...!" ordered the Warden after yanking his dick from her gaping mouth.
"You..., you can't do this to me...!" said Emily, looking up at Ellis with spittle dripping from her chin.
Ellis grabbed her arm and pulled her to her feet, then dragged her over to her own bed. Emily caught a glimpse of her husband standing in the doorway watching. "Dean...! Dean..., help me!" she yelled as Ellis shoved her back on the bed. He grabbed her flaring legs and reached up under her dress, hooking his fingers into her panties he began yanking them down off her thighs. "Stop! Leave me alone!" she yelled as the big black man got down onto the floor beside the bed and parted his legs. Ellis stared down at the pretty pink pussy and leaned forward to kiss it.
Emily bit her lower lip as her husband's boss started to eat her cunt. Ellis held her legs open, her milky thighs on either side of his head as he lavishly licked her clit.
Dean Cowen stood in the doorway, watching his wife get raped. He reached down and began rubbing his cock bugle, his hardon stiff as a board as he watched his wife slowly submit.
Ellis only licked her cunt for a few minutes before he stood up and presented his dick for fucking. Emily couldn't believe her eyes as the boss man's thick fat uncut 8 inch black cock came near to her cunt. She panted hard as her eyes darted from Ellis' cock to her horny husband standing in the doorway. She could see him standing there rubbing himself, in some sick hypnotic lustful trance. Ellis lined his cock head up to Emily's vaginal lips and sank in. She gasped as her cunt was stretched wide to accommodate. Ellis pushed all the way in until his hairy balls ground up against her.
"OHHH...!" she panted through grit teeth, giving into lust as her body was invaded by black cock.
Ellis leaned in over her and started stroking himself in and out. Emily groaned aloud and gasped as her body was fucked. She forgot her husband was in the room as she gave into her deepest fantasies of being sexually over powered by an angry black man.
Ellis had fucked plenty of women before his marriage. He usually stayed away from cheating on his wife with other women, knowing it could get complicated. Ellis loved his home life with his wife and kids, so whenever the urge came to cheat he would usually settle for allowing one of the prison inmates to suck his dick in his office. The inmates got perks for being Ellis' cock suckers, it was the easiest job in the entire prison, and once an inmate learned how to give head the proper way, he was usually set for life, having a honed skill he could always draw upon in everyday life if he needed to.
Emily could see Ellis' black cock moving in and out of her pretty pink pussy. Her moans and groans filled the room every time Ellis' dick sank inward. She felt like a little girl under him, like a student getting fucked by the school's principle. He was so big and dark (6 foot, 240 lbs, dark skin, hefty build with a round gut), an ominous presence if ever she saw one. She couldn't help reaching up with her tiny hands, caressing his dark body as he fucked her.
Ellis could tell that she was smitten. He could see it in her glazed eyes as she started to cum. He felt her cunt contracting around his plunging dick as he fucked her harder. Emily wailed as he grabbed her bouncing tits and squeezed. Emily clamped down on his dick, her eyes rolling up in her head as she started to talk in tongues. Ellis climbed up onto the bed with her, pushing her legs further up against her body as he got on top and began to pump away. Dean could see his boss' thick black cock slamming in and out of his wife's newly rejuvenated pussy, her moans muffled by Ellis' mouth as he force fed her his fat tongue. Ellis fucked her so hard that the bed bounced off the floor. After a few minutes of solid fucking, he rammed all the way in and came. Dean could see Ellis' big balls contracting as they released their load into his wife's cunt. She lay there crying, feeling completely satisfied for the first time in her life as she squeezed her thighs around Ellis' waist. When Ellis finally pulled out of her, Dean jumped down on top of his wife. He rammed his 5 inch cock into her stretched hole and fucked. Emily didn't pant or cry like she had when she got fucked by Ellis, but she lovingly wrapped her arms around her husband's back as he nestled his head in her neck. She stared up at Ellis while her husband fucked her, her pussy still reeling from the deep dicking he gave her. It only took Dean a few pumps in Emily's cum loaded cunt before he started to shoot.
"Uhhh...!!" he groaned, losing his load with his boss'. Emily smiled as he pulled out of her, falling to his knees on the floor and burying his face in her twat. Ellis watched with amusement as his employee sucked his wife's pussy, eating some of the cum they both had shot in her.
Ellis picked up his clothes and quietly left the couple alone. He made his way back downstairs, pouring himself another glass of wine. He was in the midst of draining the glass when Dean came down. "Sorry about that..." said the married man, embarrassed.
"About what?" asked Ellis, still naked from the waist down.
"Well we've never, uh..., we've never done anything like that before...!" clarified Dean. "I really don't know what came over us!"
"Maybe you both needed a change..." said Ellis, wisely.
"I know Emily's always had a fantasy about getting fucked by a black man..." said Dean, looking at Ellis' thick limp dick. "She seemed to really like your cock!"
"How about yourself..." asked Ellis, catching Dean by surprise. "...how do you feel about my cock?"
"Well..., it's certainly big, sir...!" said Dean, impressed. "I knew it would be!"
"So you've wondered what my dick looked like?" asked Ellis, sitting down his wine glass.
"Well I..."
"Relax!" ordered Ellis, calmly. "It's perfectly natural to wonder what other men look like!"
"It is?" asked Dean.
"Haven't you snuck peeks at guys at the urinals in restrooms?" asked Ellis, knowingly. "Or at some of the guys showering at work? Or changing into their uniforms?"
"Well..., yeah..." admitted Dean. "But that's only because my cock is so small...!"
"Well..., here's mine if you want to see it up close and personal!" offered Ellis.
"I uh..."
"No one will know but us!" assured Ellis.
Reluctantly Dean walked over to where his boss stood. Ellis placed his hands on his hips as he waited for Dean's reaction. "Touch it!" ordered Ellis. Dean reached out and gently cupped Ellis' fat flaccid dick, feeling its heft and weight. "Get down closer...!" suggested Ellis, watching Dean slowly sink to his knees.
Dean had never seen another man's cock so closely before. Ellis' cock was so big and thick and dark in his hand. He was surprised to see it starting to rise and thicken before his eyes, getting harder and longer as the blood engorged it. "Ever suck a man's dick before?" asked Ellis, suddenly.
"n...no, sir..." said Dean, staring at the cock.
"Here's your chance!" offered Ellis, peering down at him.
"I...I don't...think I can..." said Dean, nervously. "...Emily..."
"Is upstairs recuperating with two loads of cum in her cunt..." interrupted Ellis. "...the least you can do is suck a dick if you want to!"
Listening to Ellis' logic, Dean leaned forward and wrapped his lips around the boss' cock. He could taste his wife's pussy as he suckled the head. It wasn't long before Ellis had him by the back of the head, fucking his face and making him gag on his cock length just as he had his wife.
Dean couldn't believe what was happening to him. He'd spent the last few years kissing up to the boss, making idle conversation, working double shifts, and inviting him over to his house for dinner only to watch him fuck his wife's pussy and make him suck dick. Dean didn't know why he felt so compelled to do it, sure he had always been in awe of men with bigger penises, wishing his own was at least average in size. But he wasn't gay. He never had a craving to suck another man off. But kneeling there before his boss as he held his head and fucked his face like a bitch, Dean couldn't help but feel it was where he belonged. He tried taking as much into his mouth as possible, feeling the head of Ellis' cock bang into the start of his throat before gagging him. His own 5 inch cock was rock hard in his pants when Ellis reached down behind him and began squeezing his ass.
"Ever been fucked...?" asked Ellis, casually.
"No, sir...!" groaned Dean, removing his mouth as Ellis' dick shone with his spit.
"Well you suck like a shark...!" said Ellis, tired of feeling Dean's teeth scrap his dick. "Stand up!"
"You're going to fuck me...?" asked Dean, nervously looking down at Ellis' dick. "Emily's right upstairs..." he added, hesitantly. "Please..., do we have to do this here? Can't I just suck your cock some more...?"
"You were the one who invited me here...!" reminded Ellis. "And we both know why!"
"I just wanted to invite you to dinner..." said Dean.
"Bullshit!" said Ellis, pulling Dean into his arms as he reached back and grabbed a handful of his ass thought his pants. "You're dying to get me in that ass as much as your wife was!" assumed Ellis, grinding crotches. "I can feel your hardon! Admit it! You want this dick!"
"Please sir..." whispered Dean weakly, as he tried to resist Ellis' advances.
Ellis reached down into the ass of Dean's pants, cupping his butt cheeks and rubbing his fingers up and down the prison Guard's hairy ass crack.
"I want some of that ass, Officer...!" said Ellis, straight forward. "...you going to give it to me or what...?"
"Yes, sir!" answered Dean, intimidated. Ellis relaxed his grip on Dean as he started to undo his pants. Ellis turned him around, running his hand over the Officer's ass as it came into view. Ellis took a pat of butter off the table and began lubing it on Dean's asshole.
Dean had never had his asshole played with before. Sure he'd touched it once or twice curiously in a sexual way, but never had anyone ever touched it for him. He could feel Ellis' finger nudging into him, pushing into his hole and probing him deeply.
"Ahhhh...!" grasped Dean, bolting forth as he tried to evade the probing.
"You're not going anywhere...!" said Ellis, pushing Dean against the wall as he added another finger, stretching Dean's hole wider. He pushed his fingers all the way up inside, feeling Dean's anal ring automatically squeeze around his knuckles.
Ellis used the same pat of butter to lube his thick dick, stroking the hard shaft as he eased it up to Dean's hole and pushed in. Dean stifled a scream as his body was pressed up to the wall and his ass penetrated. "Better not make any noise..." teased Ellis, pushing more dick into the hole. "...not unless you want your wife to hear you down here getting cornholed!"
"Your cock's so big...!" gasped Dean, biting his lower lip for the pain.
"If your wife can take it, so can you!" said Ellis, forcing more dick inside him.
"But you fucked Emily's pussy..., it was made to take cock!" explained Dean, feeling his asshole stretched wide.
"So are you!" said Ellis, grounding his pelvis into Dean's bare butt cheeks, causing his dick to churn in the straight man's gut. "Why do you think I came here tonight...? To taste your wife's cooking...? I knew I was going to get my dick in you! I could tell during your job interview, when you couldn't keep your eyes out of my crotch! I could see your eyes focusing on the outline of my dick, sizing me up! I knew you wanted it back then!"
"So you...you planned this all along...?" panted Dean, feeling Ellis pull and push through him forcibly. "...ever since the interview...?"
"Whose zooming who now mother fucker?" whispered Ellis, hugging Dean by his taut stomach as he started to fuck him straight up.
Dean tried to control his grunts as Ellis took to fucking him. The big black boss man bent him over his own sofa while he banged him from behind, ramming his thick cock in and out of his bare ass. Dean's hole felt split in half as he grabbed at the sofa cushions for support. He'd never experienced anything like this before, --being a pin cushion for another man. He didn't think he would be able to survive such a brutal fucking, but then he thought about all the inmates that had been fucked and raped by their cellmates. He recalled seeing them being taken out of their cells on gurneys, their asshole split open and bleeding from the rapes. Sometimes the inmates were dead, or beaten so badly that they were practically unrecognizable. But every inmate that had been broken in anally, eventually got used to it and became someone's regular bitch. Dean knew he was being trained to be Ellis' bitch as the boss man gripped him tightly and fucked him hard.
Ellis rammed his big dick through Dean's body like a lance. Dean clawed at the couch cushions, his body jerking back and forth after each thrust his boss made into him. Ellis didn't hold back as he fucked, he rammed himself through Dean as if he'd been getting fucked for years. He treated him no different than any other piece of ass he'd come across, bending him over and pumping into him like a paid whore. After all he was on Ellis' payroll.
Dean's cock got rock hard during his fucking. He grunted loudly as Ellis held him firmly about the waist, slapping his hairy pelvis into his ass like a paddle. Ellis had his fair share of boy ass, from breaking in his former partner on the police force (McConnell, back in chap-71, pt-7) to fucking inmates looking to make their lives a little easier. With his wife of 30 years got physically sick and began slowly dying of disease, Ellis found fucking other men easier than getting tangled up in affairs with women.
He rammed Dean Cowen's ass ultra hard from behind, purposely trying to make him scream out loud. Dean could feel the cock slamming deep inside him, banging into his soft inner flesh as he reached down and stroked his cock to orgasm.
"Shit...! Oh shit, sir..., I'm cumming...! Oh fuck, I'm cumming! You're making me cum...!" he yelled, losing his seed all over the sofa.
"That's right bitch! I made you cum! Whose pussy is this? Whose cunt is it? Who owns it?" snarled Ellis, fucking harder.
"It's yours, sir! It's your cunt!" screamed Dean, still stroking his hardon as he got fucked.
Ellis rammed himself all the way in and came, shooting his second thick load in Dean's tight (no longer virgin) ass. Dean could feel the cock jumping and jerking inside of him, filling his bowels with its very first deluge of sperm.
"Oh...my...god...!" said Emily Cowen, standing on the landing looking at her husband get fucked. Dean looked up to see the shocked expression on his wife's face as Ellis pulled out of him.
"Emily..., I can explain...!" he said, trying to get his pants up.
"You fucking faggot...!" screamed Emily at the top of her lungs, causing little Grace to start crying in her crib. "All this time we're been married and you've been gay...??!"
"No...! No!" answered Dean, frantically. "This was the first time I ever..."
"Been fucked?" interrupted Emily. "You let that man fuck you in your...! You let him...! How could you...?!" asked Emily, running back upstairs.
"Shit...!" yelled Dean, unsure how he was going to fix this.
"I think I'd better go..." said Ellis, zipping his pants as he refastened his belt and headed for the door. "See you at work tomorrow...!" he added before disappearing out the front door.
END FLASHBACK
"Find anything interesting...?" asked Ellis, bringing Cowen back from his daydream.
"oh, uh..." responded the Officer, releasing Ellis' cock and balls as he resumed standing. "...next!"
Pt-12
After their showers the inmates were showed to their prison Blocks. Sgt Slaughter led Ellis to his Block, taking him in direction to C-Block. Ellis noticed immediately that he wasn't being led to Solitary Confinement...
"What's going on here...?" he asked, noticing the way to population. "I'm supposed to be in Confinement...!"
"I don't have any record of that!" said the Officer Slaughter, paying Ellis little attention.
Ellis stopped in his tracks...
"I'm not going in there...!" he said, refusing to go any further. "I used to be the Warden here..., those inmates will eat me alive...! I demand to talk to the new Warden!"
"Warden Wallace isn't here right now..." said Slaughter, nonchalantly.
"When will he be in...?" asked Ellis, "...I need to talk to him today! Right now!"
"I'll make sure he gets your message..., now keep moving!" said Slaughter, having no intentions on calling Wallace.
"I don't think you understand...!" said Ellis, dropping his bundle of toiletries onto the prison floor. "...if I go in there those inmates will kill me! I'm not going in there! I demand that you take me to Solitary Confinement NOW!!"
The gates to C-Block opened, causing inmates to take notice as Sgt Slaughter brought the new inmate (Dennis Ellis) into the cell Block in a headlock with one arm pinned behind his back. Ellis was screaming for validation as Slaughter threw him onto the floor face down. "Close the gates...!" he yelled to the Officers in the control booth as he backed back through cautiously.
Ellis scrambled to get back on his feet, getting back to the gate just as it slammed shut on him. "You can't do this to me...!" he said, looking at Slaughter through the iron bars. "...you don't know who I am...!"
"Oh I know who you are, alright..." said Slaughter, carelessly. "...you're fucked!"
Ellis turned around to see the inmates of C-Block closing in on him, many of them seeing him up close for the first time. Ellis pressed his back against the bars as he stared into their angry looking faces. "Don't anyone come near me...!" he said, ready to kick ass if necessary. "First mother fucker comes near gets the shit beat out of him!"
"That's a lot of ass kicking homboi...!" said an inmate Ellis wasn't too familiar with. "...even Lex Bowmen can't kick ALL of our asses at once!"
"Try me, nigga...!" threatened Ellis confidently, poised for the fight of his life.
"Remember me, Ellis...?" asked another inmate, emerging from the mob. Ellis' eyes narrowed as he tried to search his memory. "...you threw me in Solitary Confinement and had your Guards beat the shit out of me everyday until I finally promised to stop protesting your authority! Remember how you made me give you head...? How you and your Guards choked me with my own belt around my neck until I gave in? Then you all had a turn in my mouth? Remember that?"
"Remember how you and your Guards butt fucked me and my cellmate for selling drugs...?!" asked another angry inmate.
"Remember how you put the entire prison on a food lockdown until we gave into your demands?!" asked yet another angry inmate. "You've pissed a lot of mother fuckers off in here, Ellis..., you were crazy to come in here!"
"I'm warning you assholes..., I still have a lot of friends in this prison among the Guards..., touch me and you WILL be spending the rest of your jail time in Confinement!" warned Ellis.
"Where are they, Ellis...?" asked an inmate, looking around for the Guards. "Looks like they left you here to rot with the rest of us!"
"Get him!" yelled someone within the mob.
As promised, the first man that approached Ellis got Ellis' fist right in his face. The man fell backwards as other inmates charged forth, groping, grabbing, pulling, tugging and punching Ellis all over into submission. The roars from the cell Block could be heard throughout the prison corridors as the inmates dragged Ellis kicking and screaming towards the center Block. He was thrown across one of the sitting tables where inmates gather to play cards and board games. His arms were pinned behind his back, then tied together by and inmate's belt. Another belt was tightened around his neck as his legs were pushed apart and secured. A towel was shoved into his mouth to keep him from screaming too much and alerting the Guards that weren't in on Ellis' demise.
Ellis could feel his new prison uniform being ripped off his ass as he was placed face down across the table. Huge fingers entered his hairy ass crack, searching for his tight dry virgin asshole. He screamed into the towel filling his mouth as the fingers penetrated his hole. Whenever he tried to get up, more hands would hold him down, keeping him immobile.
One of the inmates pulled his hardon free to fuck Ellis. He tried jamming his dick up the tight dry virgin hole, but couldn't manage to make any headway until one of the other inmates volunteered to help out. The volunteer got down on his knees behind Ellis and took the inmates' hardon into his mouth, sucking the hard dick and getting it wet with saliva right in front of the other inmates. After getting the shaft good and wet, he leaned over and pressed his face in between Ellis' muscular ass cheeks. Ellis could feel the man's facial stubble as he jammed his wet oral muscles up his resisting anus. The volunteer left Ellis anus dripping wet with saliva, making penetration evident.
The first inmate pressed his hardon back up to the tight hole and pushed. Ellis grunted into the towel as his asshole was stretched and penetrated against his will.
"Fucker's tight...!" said the inmate, pressing his pelvis up against Ellis' cheeks. Ellis' muscles flexed all over his body as his anus tried to reject the invader. He squirmed around on the table as the inmate ground around inside his ass. He started fucking moments later, enjoying the tight grip of the former Warden as he got fucked for the first time. "Shit, this bitch is tight as hell..!" he announced to all the others standing around watching.
"Enjoy it while you can...!" insisted another inmate awaiting his turn. "...his ass won't be tight after today, I assure you!"
Ellis bit down on the mouthful of towel filling his mouth. Strong hands held him down by the head and arms, keeping him prisoner as the first inmate put all of his weight on Ellis waist and fucked him from behind. "Fuck that mother fucker!" "Beat that ass up with yur dick, man!" "Break that nigga's ass in!" "Yo, beat that hoe down, bruh!" "Show him what Piedmont niggas'r working with!" spurred the inmates, yelling out encouragements.
The inmate fucking Ellis held him firmly about the waist as he rammed his hips back and forth, driving his dick in and out of the former Warden's ultra tight bunghole. Ellis winched after every inward thrust into his ass. The dick ripped through him like a battering ram, digging deep into his colon as it fucked straight into his innards like a probe.
The man fucking him picked up the pace after only a few minutes. Ellis could hear him starting to groan as he got closer to cumming. He didn't remove his dick when he came, instead he shoved all the way in and let loose with a large torrent that filled Ellis' ass to the brim.
"FUCK that was hot!" said the inmate, yanking his dick free to make room for the next man. Another inmate stepped up to the plate as he rammed his own hardon straight up Ellis' ass. Ellis let out a loud wail as the dick hit home, followed quickly by the man's hairy ball sack which pressed up against Ellis'. He could feel the man's warm cum coating his own dick as it remained sheathed inside the new inmate.
"Don't just stand there baskin' nigga..., fuck him! We ALL want a turn...!" yelled one of the spectators, trying to hold his own climax off until he was balls deep in Ellis' ass himself.
The man now fucking Ellis began moving back and forth, enjoying the tight slick grip around his dick.
"Nigga you was'n lying about how tight this bitch was...!" said the man, fucking steadily. "...he still tight as a fucking drum!"
"Lube that pussy up for the rest of us, bruh..., we all want a dip in that well!" said another inmate.
Ellis had no choice but to sit there and submit to his attackers. The man fucking him didn't last long, he rammed in and out for approximately five full minutes before he too filled Ellis' gut with cum. Another inmate quickly followed, ramming his own hardon in up to his balls. He grabbed Ellis by the waist and hammered him hard, pulling him up onto his tippy-toes as he rammed him deep. Ellis felt the dick hitting deeper than the other two as the man fucked him longer. Eventually he too lay his seed in Ellis' ass, firing untold streamers of potent juice into his rectum. Another inmate followed, pushing his own dick into the well lubed hole. His dick slid in easier than the 3 before him. Cum instantly coated his manhood as he fucked, sliding back and forth through the gripping space with easier smoother strokes. The belt was pulled and tightened around Ellis' throat, causing him to choke for air as the towel dripped from his mouth. "This nigga's about ready to start sucking dick...!" surmised one man, stepping forth as he presented his dick for sucking, aiming it at Ellis' mouth. Ellis chomped down his teeth, just nearly missing the spongy dick head with his choppers as the man pulled back out of reached and punched Ellis directly in the face. "Bitch...!! If you bite my dick I'll punch every tooth you have down your fucking throat!" threatened the inmate, just as the man fucking Ellis pulled on the belt.
Ellis' mouth gaped open as he tried to breathe. The man standing before him presented his dick again, this time more cautiously. Ellis was finding it very difficult to breath as he gasped for air. The man in front of him grabbed his head and rammed his dick between his lips. Ellis felt the dick moving in and out of his mouth even as he was trying to gulp down air.
The guy fucking Ellis rammed his dick back and forth, feeding his ass the entire length of his meat. He couldn't believe they were actually butt fucking the former Warden, giving him some much needed payback for all the years of shitty living. Ellis had been like a big black bull among men, walking the prison with his Guardsmen as if he were god. Having him spread eagle across the cell Block tables getting duel dicked was all the revenge any inmate could ask for. Just thinking of all the years of dreaming of getting back at Ellis had the inmate cumming long before he was ready. To punish the big black man he fucked him extra hard, making sure his seed was planted deeper than any of the other inmates thus far. When he pulled his softening dick from Ellis' hole, 29 year old Andre (Dre) Williams stepped up. Andre fisted his thick fat hardon as he stared down at the Warden's dark hole. Even fucked by half a dozen men it still looked as tight as a virgin. He pulled the muscled cheeks apart before guiding his dick head up to the blackbud. Ellis winched as the dick moved into him, sliding easily through the loads coating his anal track.
"This shit's like Christmas dinner, n'shit!" laughed one of the inmates, referring to Ellis as a gift. The belt around Ellis' thick neck tightened, causing his mouth to gape open more as the inmate face fucking him went deeper. Ellis' throat opened as he tried to gulp down some much needed air, only to have the throat passage clogged when the hardon in his mouth suddenly inserted down into the bend of his neck.
"Shit..." gasped the face fucker. "...fucker actually deep throated me!"
"Maybe he's been getting some practice in before the trial?" joked one of the bystanders.
"Or maybe his faggot ass's been sucking dick the whole time up in that quaint lil' office of his...!?" questioned another.
"Whatever his experience..." said the guy currently fucking his face. "...he's about to get a mouthful right now...!"
Ellis felt a sudden warm deluge wash down into his throat like a thick creamy milkshake. He could feel the dick in his throat pulsating as it throbbed and pump freshly made semen directly into his belly, the belt around his neck keeping his mouth open as he continued to gasp for air through the liquidly milk.
The inmates cheered as Ellis was forced to swallow his first of many loads. The dick in his mouth was removed as the belt was held tighter. Another dick replaced the first one as the second man plunged in and started face fucking the big black man. Dre held onto Ellis' thick waist as he pumped his dick in and out of him. He watched his dick sink in and disappear up the big man's dark wide ass as he forced his dick well deep through his flexing rectum. Ellis could feel the two dicks fucking through him, but his concentration was distracted by the belt restricting his breathing. Inmates continued to hold him down, enabling him from fighting back and ripping the belt strap from around his thick neck. Whenever he seemed to lose focus, the belt was tightened even more, keeping his mouth agape as the man face fucking him went deep.
Ellis had never sucked dick or gotten fucked before. All of his sexual experiences with men had been as the aggressor. He prided himself on his strength over weaker men, on his ability to make them go against the natural order of things and force them to bend to his whim and desires.
It started with his former police partner (David McConnell), when he started making him give him head in their patrol car while on duty (chap-71's Flashback sequence). For years he fucked his partner, making McConnell take dick rather he wanted it or not. After their partnership (Ellis leaving the Police Force to secure a job in the prison system as a Corrections Officer), Ellis began to see how his fellow prison Guards often used inmates for sexual pleasure. Most of the Guards viewed the inmates as meat to be beat on or fucked over. Ellis wasn't employed long before he too was getting his dick sucked by a mousey inmate whom he'd seen group fucked by both Guards and inmates at various times during his rounds. The inmate didn't fight or resist, it was obvious that he had already been well broken in and trained before Ellis got there. From then on Ellis has always found inmates willing to suck dick for small perks; a favor here and there, extra phone privileges, cigarettes, etc..., in fact cigarettes were as good as any currency in prison, a full pack of cigarettes could get Ellis practically anything he wanted. When he became Warden, he kept most of those policies and continued getting some of the best head the penile system could provide.
Now however he suddenly found himself on the other end of that aggression. He struggled for leverage but couldn't manage to uplift himself with so many men holding him down. Whenever one tired of holding him, other (more refreshed inmates) were there to replace them, keeping him from bolting.
The men fucking him held him captive as well, they held his head and ass steady while they used them, pumping their hips back and forth while they force fed his mouth and asshole nothing by a wholesome diet of constant dick.
Ellis couldn't help but feel the irony as the inmates fucked him, using his body (front and back) as pin cushions. He could feel the dick in his mouth moving in and out of his throat briskly, the tightened belt around his throat keeping him from sinking his teeth into the glands as he tried to gulp down air between thrusts.
Someone reached under the table Ellis was stretched across and felt for his limp penis. Whomever it was filling him up took that opportunity to twist his big hairy ball sack painfully. Ellis whimpered in agony as the dick in his mouth started to cum. The man face fucking him cradled his head like a basketball, and came down his open throat while the strong hand on his balls continued to twist.
"aww fuck man...!" sighed the face fucker, dumping his load into Ellis' throat.
Ellis gargled around the throat full of meat as his ass continued to be banged. The face fucker pulled out and removed his dick with Ellis' spit still coating his hardon. He moved aside to make room for the next man. The next guy presented his 9 fat inch hardon, pushing it directly between Ellis' thick lips.
"I've always wanted to do this...!" he said, ramming his dick all the way in up to balls.
"Shit man..., I never thought I'd actually get the chance to fuck over one of these mother fuckers, let alone the Warden himself!" stated Dre, still fucking steadily.
"This asshole's been responsible for a lot of bad shit that went on around here..., bout time somebody thought of us inmates! They practically handed us this bitch to fuck!"
"That Judge knew we were gonna dick this pussy's ass!" said Dre, in agreement. "They put him in here purposely just for us to fuck over!"
"I definitely want my turn!" said Davis Wood, waiting patiently at Ellis' head as he rubbed his crotch. Ellis had fucked Davis' mouth often enough as one of his personal assistants, and Davis was eager to return the favor after receiving so many of Ellis' loads.
The hand twisting Ellis' balls let go as the hairy sack fell sorely between his legs as Dre continued to fuck away at his numbing asshole. Dre gripped his hips and started to bang into Ellis' ass cheeks with his pelvis like a punching bag. Ellis groaned around the thick dick fucking his throat as Dre picked up the pace and began fucking him like a bitch. For his part Ellis took the fucking like a champ, his body jerking after each powerful thrust Dre made into his ass. After a few dozen power thrusts, Dre rammed all the way in and groaned as he came, shooting thick heavy loads of hot cum deep in Ellis's newly formed man-cunt.
"That's the fuck what I'm talking about!" cheered inmates as the next convict took his place.
"This's for Duke!" said Killer-Pete, said one of the better known Mandingos as he rammed his 8 inch hardon straight through Ellis' ass. He grabbed Ellis' hips and started power fucking, picking up where Dre left off. By now Ellis' hole was ultra slick with an abundance of excess semen, causing Pete's dick to slip in easily as it forced through the former Warden's tired sphincter. He grabbed the belt hanging down Ellis' back, pulling it like a horse strap as he rode the big man from behind. Ellis' body bulked as he got fucked, he groaned painfully around the dick fucking his mouth. Even he was surprised at how easily the big dicks were entering him, knowing his asshole was quickly becoming sloppy with their seed.
"Here you go, Warden..., this is what I think of you!" said the man fucking Ellis' face as he pulled out and started to stroke his wet dick. Ellis closed his eyes, knowing he was about to get his face showered as he panted for breath. "Here it cums...!!" gasped the man, shooting streaks of hot cum all over Ellis' face. Ellis felt the cum showering him, splattering his face like thick white drops of salt water. With every sprinkle he felt more humiliation as his manhood was ripped away like a cheap suit. The inmate smeared his dick head cross his face before backing off, leaving Ellis for the mob.
34 year old Davis Wood stepped up. He looked down at Ellis' cummy face as Killer-Pete continued to fuck him. His dick remained hidden in his prison pants. He didn't want to fuck Ellis face without him knowing who was in his mouth.
"Open your eyes you fat fuck!" he said, looking down at all the cum dripping off Ellis' face.
Ellis' eyes remained closed as he tried to block out what was happening to him. He fully expected life behind bars to be hard, especially given his former status as prison head. He knew if inmates ever got the chance to get their hands on him, that they wouldn't waste anytime breaking him in. But Ellis never thought it would happen on his very first day behind bars. He figured some of the Guards would be paid off to get one or two inmates down to his cell in Solitary Confinement every now and then. Ellis knew he would have to fight to keep his ass from getting fucked, but he never expected to just be handed over to a full cell Block without any Guard protection whatsoever. It was obvious that the new Warden didn't give a shit about his former status as Warden, as his Officers threw him to the wolves. "I said OPEN YOUR FUCKING EYES...!!" yelled Davis, bitch slapping Ellis across the face. Ellis' eyes popped open as he looked up into the familiar face standing before him. Their eyes locked as Davis rubbed his crotch bulge. Slowly he unzipped his pants, pulling out his stiff dick. "I wanted you to see who was fucking your mouth...!" said Davis, rubbing his dick head against Ellis' lower lip before feeding it to him.
Ellis continued to stare up into Davis eyes as he sucked dick. Davis never broke contact as he started to thrust in and out of his mouth, feeding him stiff dick for the first time since meeting the burly black man. From behind Killer-Pete was still fucking hard at Ellis' slick hole, jamming his dick well deep into the milking orifice as Ellis lay there accepting his fate. Pete fucked and fucked the hole until he felt his balls starting to knot up. He threw back his head and came, roaring like a lion as he spurted his essence into the former chief's ass.
"So the rumors were true..." said Genuwine, pushing through the crowd as he watched Pete pull out and another Mandingo push in. The new guy rammed straight through Ellis' rectum, grabbing hold of the belt strap like a leash as he fucked Ellis a new asshole.
"I thought Ellis was going to Solitary Confinement...?" smiled Pete, as he pushed Geisha (Phi-Bui) down on his knees to suck his dick clean. Geisha had been elected as Buffer, to prepare the inmates' dicks for fucking by sucking most of the mob and getting them ready while they waited their turns at Ellis' ass. Pete's dick was slimy with foamy cream from the semen already shot in Ellis' ass. Geisha hesitated taking the slimy prick in his mouth, cleaning off all the excess semen of a handful of men with his mouth and tongue. "Looks like they threw him in here with us! Which means the Warden's ass is ours for the taking! We can make him our newest bitch! Just think of all of the money we could make charging niggas to fuck his big hairy ass!"
"Yeah..." said Genuwine, thoughtfully. "...I wonder WHY they threw him in here instead of Confinement...? They had to know how we would react!"
"They threw his black ass in here because he forgot where he came from!" said Pete, grabbing Geisha's head to fuck her mouth and throat deep as he spoke. "They ain't gonna let no nigga get but so far in life before they knock him back and show him exactly where they think he belongs!" said Pete, negatively. "He got too damn big for his britches and now he's in here with the rest of us, giving up that ass like the bitch we always knew he was! Who gives a fuck why they threw him in here..., just be grateful that WE got him and can sell his ass for a fortune!"
Genuwine said nothing as he kept his thoughts to himself. Surely having Dennis Ellis thrown in their laps was too good to be true. Every inmate in the prison had been dreaming of fucking Ellis over. Some wanted to outright kill him for his former authority and the shabby way in which he ran the prison as a slum, but many wanted to just dick him down, to fuck him over as he had been doing them for years.
The Mandingo fucking Ellis was hammering hard at his ass, slamming his dick up into the big man's butt like a battering ram. Excess semen started to drip more profoundly from the juiced hole as he plugged away nonstop.
Davis Wood held Ellis by the sides of his head, sliding his hardened dick back and forth through the former Warden's thick lips. Ellis continued to look up at Davis (whom had once served as his assistant) as he fucked his mouth. Davis demanded Ellis' full attention, slapping his face whenever Ellis' eyes wandered or closed in shame. Davis wanted Ellis to see him for who he was, not for what Ellis turned him into. He knew he'd lost a lot of the inmate's respect by becoming Ellis' assistant (most inmates knew what Ellis' assistants had to do behind closed doors), and indeed Ellis had treated Davis as less than an equal human being when he forcibly had his Officers gang bang him in his private Chamber Of Horror. Davis was in a different place back then mentally, having lost his best friend and cellmate to a murder. Ellis had taken advantage of him, of his weakness by taking the ball and running with it. Now Davis was having his revenge, re-establishing his manhood and redeeming himself with the inmates. Usually once a man has been labeled "pussy", it was nearly impossible for him to be taken seriously as another equal. Despite Davis former reputation to hold his own around the prison, the fact that he had allowed himself to be punked by a fellow inmate and forced to put out, he lost his manly status and became a prison bitch. Fucking Ellis guaranteed Ellis would be beneath him in the prison chain, as well as elevate his own status a notch or two.
Ellis stared up into Davis' warm eyes as the inmate fucked his face. His asshole was starting to numb from the pain as the convict fucking him beat through his anal muscles and fucked well deep into his colon. Ellis could feel Davis' dick sliding through his mouth with every inward stroke. He could feel Davis' eagerness heighten when he began to fuck his mouth harder, driving himself well into his throat like a piston. Ellis gagged as the dick stabbed down into his neck, cutting off his breathing passage as he quickly picked up the pace of his thrust. Tears began to fill Ellis' stained eyes as Davis' dick swelled, then started to spurt thick ropey gobs of hot thick creamy seed directly into his stomach. Ellis felt the cum spit down his throat just before his throat muscles locked down around the pulsating shaft. Davis groaned out loud when he felt Ellis' throat muscles clamp down on him, unexpectedly milking his shaft.
Davis ground his pelvis in Ellis' face, churning his dick around in his mouth as he emptied his balls. When he was done gagging Ellis on his dick, he slowly removed it from his throat and backed away for the next man to take over. Ellis lowered his eyes shamefully, his throat now sore and his breath smelling like sperm. The next man rubbing his leaky dick head up against Ellis' lips then pushed in, forcing himself into the former Warden's mouth.
The Mandingo fucking Ellis was beating a path into his gut, he hammered hard into the Warden's muscled ass, stretching well into his intestines and causing Ellis a great deal of discomfort. The inmates used Ellis' ass for hours, taking turns breaking him in and leaving his body reeking in gallons of potent semen.
After the inmates were done with him, Ellis was left on the floor like used toilet paper. Prison Guards took him on a stretcher to the Infirmary where the doctor stitched up Ellis' split anus. The inmates would have to wait a few days before getting another run at him as he recuperated in a hospital bed. But Ellis humiliation didn't end there, as soon as he was released back into population he was beaten, bent over and fucked again. By the end of his first week he was begging the Muslims for protection. Abdul (along with the help of his cellmate/brethren Jamal) took great pleasure in denying Ellis their aid, leaving him to suffer with the wolves. When that failed, Ellis found himself meeting with Genuwine, pleading with him for protection. Ellis built himself as a valuable member, telling Genuwine that he was privy to a lot of personal information about the prison, the Guards, and inmates that Genuwine could use in his favor. That knowledge nearly caused Genuwine to take Ellis up on his offer, but he decided against it when he realized the potential power Ellis could gain by becoming a right hand. He certainly didn't want a repeat of Morris Jenkins, or what he himself had done to Duke Daniels when he had turned the tables on the former Mandingo leader.
It took months to finally break Ellis' spirit, but eventually he began to accept his place at the bottom of the barrel. Indeed his mouth and ass was sought after by nearly every inmate in the prison, even some of the Guards got in on fucking Ellis over. And when Ellis henchmen (Peachtree and Reinhold) were also sentenced to Piedmont Penitentiary, they quickly became the prison's most popular trio, getting butt and face fucked orgy style on a nearly daily basis.
Pt-13
NINE MONTHS LATER...
"Push!" yelled the Doctor in the Infirmary as he helped to make history.
Kersey Gordon strained as he pushed out with all of his might, his teeth clinched as beads of sweat rolled down his brow like rain drops. "I can see the head...! Push, Kersey! Push as hard as you can!"
"I',...trying...!" grunted Kersey, his legs placed in stirrups as the Doctor crouched down before him.
"Give one more push...! One more push should do it...!" insisted the Doctor, holding the baby's head in his bloody hands.
Kersey gave one more extreme push, and out shot the baby like a bullet. Kersey felt instant relief as he fell back on the bed physically exhausted. He looked down between his spread legs to see the Doctor clear the baby's mouth, cut the umbilical cord, then slap the baby on the rump. A loud roaring infant cry quickly cascaded through the room as Kersey's baby took in its first breath.
"Where is he...? Let me see him...!" insisted the exhausted parent as the doctor rinsed the baby off and then wrapped it in a blanket.
"It's a boy...!" smiled the Doctor, handing the baby off to Kersey.
Kersey took the bundle of joy from the Doctor and rested it on his chest as he gently pealed back the blanket to gaze upon his son's face. His eyes widened with clarity as the baby's olive toned complexion and ethnic facial features came into view, giving clear obvious as to who the baby's father must be!
Warden Wallace (whom had been standing in the background) immediately bolted towards the waiting room where he had several men who could possibly be the baby's father. All eyes fell on the Warden as he stood in the doorway, his eyes scrutinizing over the men seated in the waiting room. They could all hear the baby crying in the background.
"DNA testing won't be necessary..." said Wallace, dismissing Slaughter, Beanmen, and Hammer from the list.
"Why's that, Warden...?" asked Slaughter, curiously.
"The baby has a darker skin tone..., it's obvious that the father's black!" answered the Warden, causing Lexington Bowmen's jaw to drop. The Warden walked over to Lexington as he stood flabbergasted. "Congratulations son..., you have a new son!" said Wallace, amidst the snickers of the other men.
Lexington stumbled forth as he was led into the Infirmary. Kersey lay in bed, his legs still in stirrups as the Doctor cleaned up after him. Kersey looked up from the baby, concerned how Lexington would react to seeing his baby for the first time. After all, Lex had been convicted of murdering a woman who claimed to be his unwanted daughter's mother.
Lex walked up to the bed and stood beside Kersey, staring down at the thing they both created accidentally. Upon seeing his tiny little face, Lexington smiled, causing Kersey to sigh in relief. "This is my second chance..." said Lex, more to the baby than to Kersey. "...this time, I'm gonna do things right!"
THE END _______________________________________________________________________
Thanks to everyone whose every read The HOLE (or any of my other stories) or took the time to write in to express their thoughts, feelings or encouragements. I have decided not to continue writing internet stories as I want to focus on getting my book(s) published. For all of you hoping to see finished chapters of my other titles (college ball, dad's drinking buddies, potential, blacksub, etc), I'm sorry to leave you hanging high and dry, but there are a lot of people stealing my online stories and re-posting them on other websites as their own. I cannot continue to devote my time to this project only to see others snatch away my credits. Unfortunately everyone has to suffer (including myself as I love Internet writing) for the acts of a few (you know who you are)! I hope everyone is understanding that as a writer I need to be validated for my time and effort since I do not get any monetary gain from writing for Nifty. Thank you for your time! --DOGG
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