Nifty.org - Prison

Prison - PART 1 SMMMMMACCCCKKKKKKKKK!!!!! My face stung as John held my shirt in his clenched hand pulling me forward towards him. His other hand came around suddenly, slapping my face so hard that the sting didn't come till a few moments later. He was sitting, with me standing bent at the waist towards him. Well, I actually teetered almost about to fall from the impact of his hand. I didn't feel the heat until after the stunning pain had me scream. Only John's grasp of my shirt kept me from keeling over.

I finally knew what it was to be 'knocked senseless'. "That is the last time you'll scream cunt. From now on you can moan or cry. Now, you don't have a choice regarding your life other then to just lower your pants and say, "I want to be a girl." "Well I guess she could have her teeth knocked out and beaten until she will begs to be a girl," John laughingly said to the other men. "Maybe, we should just knock her teeth out. It's a good start," the brute that met me when I arrived said.

I didn't have a choice. My face, red-hot from the smack, burned my brain as I undid the waist tie to my orange jumpsuit. My pants floated to the ground and my cock was showing. "The girl doesn't have any panties on," John said as he grabbed my balls and pulled me closer and then spanked me hard on the ass as he held my cock. "This is a nice clit, John said as he pulled me with his other hand towards his face again, his breathe filled with testosterone aroma. "Look you little cunt.

You will respond to all feminine names. You will do whatever any man asks you to do. You will do these things because if you don't I'll cut off your balls and make you swallow them. I'll knock your teeth out and then we'll still use you. There is much for you to learn." I couldn't understand why I started getting an erection. It wasn't much but I knew John could feel it.

Embarrassed I looked at him as he slapped my ass and commanded me to say, "Yes Sir." "Those will be two words of the four words you are allowed to utter unless asked or given the freedom to speak. Now go over to Mike and bend over. He's going to fuck your cunt and fill it with spunk." And with that John took his hand and lightly smacked my other cheek a reminder of his power over me. I shimmied over to Mike with my pants restricting my movement. I knew I was crying inside but only one tear fell across my cheek. But let me take you back to yesterday.

It was after I had been convicted and finally sentenced to life in prison. I'm 22 years old and I had been busted a couple of times before for cocaine and pills but this time the solution wasn't just detoxing and doing community service. No, this was not so easily solved. My parents had died about 3 years ago and I had just struck out on my own. No relatives. Having just moved to this state a few months earlier I had yet to make friends, just acquaintances.

After my parents were buried, there was less then $1,000 distributed to me. So, I had started working, traveling around the country looking for work and getting into trouble, as I mentioned. Here it is 2015 and the same drug laws had caused me a record but they were the least of my trouble. I live in the most unpopulated state in the country. It's a very gun toting unforgiving citizenry and I had crashed my car while drunk into a group of women and children sitting on a curbside bench. Two mothers had died and one child was severely injured.

An accident but under the law I could be convicted and put to death or a life sentence without parole. The prosecutor had given me a choice and as the trial wasn't going well I chose to plead to murder and take the life sentence without parole. Being 5'6' with fair skin and shoulder length blond hair (I hadn't cut it since my parents died) I was a bit worried about going to prison. I asked if I could get a haircut but was informed that would all be handled once I got to the prison. From the courthouse I was flown by helicopter to this remote location where the prison was situated. The helicopter landed outside the prison walls near a small building that came out from the prison walls to where the heliport was.

Before we landed I saw the walls and a garden, which looked like several acres surrounded by an inner wall and an outer wall. The helicopter landed and I was escorted to a corridor and into a room where there was just a chair with two metal walls forming a V. The room was wider at the end I came in but narrowed to just a steel column at the other. "Sit," the guard from the helicopter said and then he walked out and the door I came in and I was sealed shut in this steel trap. Suddenly the walls floor and therefore the chair moved in a circle darkening until stopping after ninety degrees. "You are now at the most maximum security prison on earth. "You are now at the most maximum security prison on earth.

This prison currently holds 86 prisoners. Men who are all serving life sentences without parole and, like you, none of them have any living relatives. Unlike any other prison, this one has no guards. The prisoners run the entire prison. No one can escape. You cannot dig under the wall since this is built on solid granite.

Nor go over it. Besides it height of 50 feet there are many other security measures. Those who have tried have been succumbed by just one of these security measures, an electronic pulse to their brain. As you enter just remember you are past the point where civil society cares. You are now a prisoner guarded by men like yourself." Then I moved again until I came back into a dimly lit room with another metal door. "John wants us to bring you to him," Mike said. "John wants us to bring you to him," Mike said.

I learned his name on the way to John. Whoever John was. But there was no doubt these men were not going to let me go elsewhere. Silently I walked with Mike on one side and another guy they called Shovel on my other side and someone behind me. I was wearing the orange jumpsuit but noticed these men were all dressed in leather, jeans, and chains showing their individuality. It wasn't long before I was standing in front of John.

Now, I'm bent over, naked from the waist down with Mike inserting what looked like those plungers you use for liquid medicine but a bit larger. "You are getting a break bitch 'cause I'm lubing your cunt. You'd better remember to always have a fresh supply on you or you'll be dry humped and that won't be a good thing," Mike stated. Before long he was pounding my ass as the others watched. John saying things like, "sometimes it's your ass and sometimes you cunt depends on what the men on board the lost spaceship want." One guy in the back said, "yeah, I love to ass fuck and this girl has a sweet little ass." Mike suddenly started tensing and I felt his semen ooze from his dick into my ass. "Every time a man enters your hole you are to get down after and suck his cock clean and lick his balls, Mike said as he put his hand on my head and pushed a bit until I lowered myself to my knees and cleaned his cock." "Good girl," Mike extolled, "now go with Jimmy there to Mary who will get you all ready for the rest of your life. "Every time a man enters your hole you are to get down after and suck his cock clean and lick his balls, Mike said as he put his hand on my head and pushed a bit until I lowered myself to my knees and cleaned his cock." "Good girl," Mike extolled, "now go with Jimmy there to Mary who will get you all ready for the rest of your life.

And take your clothes off first. You won't need them anymore.' I was mortified as I walked away naked with Jimmy escorting me. When I got to Mary's little enclave I knew why she was called Mary. She was as gay as they come. Her little feminine room with all the accoutrement of a woman's needs. Jimmy had instructed me to do everything Mary said to and if I didn't, well there'd be more then just 'Mike's spunk up your ass." Mary taped something over a patch of my pubic hair and put a shower cap like thing covering all my hair and told me to get into the upright tube.