Date: Mon, 10 Jun 2002 01:17:20 -0700 (PDT)
From: neoboy_1 <neoboy_1@gay.com>
Subject: Jail Life - Part 4

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JAIL LIFE - Part 4

By NeoBoy

"OK" I answered "let's talk about it" although I wasn't sure what Snake's
purpose in doing this was. I did disobey him earlier, and I was told I
deserved punishment - I had already accepted that.

Snake studied my face for some time, and noticed my confusion. "My sweet
pussy" he said and gave me another kiss. I parted my lips inviting him to
enter, and he penetrated deep into my mouth with his tong making it clear
once more what my role in this relationship were: I was to be penetrated
and used for his pleasure in every conceivable way. I actually loved it. I
trusted him and felt safe in his arms. What last night and this morning
brought I could not deny: although I considered myself straight, my
relationships with girls were less than successful, and until last night my
sex life was pretty much limited to hand jobs I was giving myself from time
to time. This was my first sexual experience with men in which both the
guard and my cell mate treated me as their pussy. The guard actually fucked
me up my ass and I enjoyed it. After that I was fucking myself with a
rubber cock and imagining my cell mate pounding me. How sick was that? I
was ashamed. I could not look into Snake's eyes.

"Look at me Dave" Snake broke the silence "it's obvious that we need to
talk about many things". I managed to look up to Snake's beaming face - his
smile was captivating. He knew that calling me by name would make me feel
better. "I know it is hard for you to come to terms with what you found out
about yourself and I'm sorry if it was too fast, but I too had to know
where you stand."

Snake started tracing the features of my face with the tips of his right
hand fingers, my eyebrows, my cheekbones, my nose, my lips. "Let me tell
you what I see" he spoke softly and gently. "I see a beautiful young man,
confused about his sexuality, ashamed of what he found out about himself
and having a very low self esteem when it comes to his physical looks. Am I
right?" I nodded affirmative. "You turn to food for comfort when you are
down, right?" Again, I nodded affirmative. "You fight being overweight, but
you are constantly loosing the battle, right?" Yes, he was right. "Do you
think your looks are the real problem?"

Well, now it certainly wasn't, that was for sure. He knew I was aware of
that. "How do you do that?" I asked him.

"Do what?" he was playing dumb.

"Know what I'm thinking about."

"I'm trained to get into peoples' minds" he said with a smile. He reached
for my hands with his, brought them to his lips and kissed each. "But you
are an open book, my sweet Dave. You are special and valuable to me, can
you believe that?"

No, I couldn't honestly say that.

"I'll tell you why" he continued. "Most men, when they are put through what
you just experienced - being violated and humiliated by other men - would
close off, resist and hate the ones who did it to them. Because they are
fuckers, they can not tolerate being used as pussies. Their response would
be to try and fuck the one who did it to them, or the first person that
comes along, just to prove they are still men. Mark was like that. I had to
be really careful to affirm him as a man and bring him other pussies to
fuck to keep him sane - and happy. I was gentle to him and when taking him
and I was helping him become a better man: stronger, more dominant, more
sure of himself. Even though I used him as my pussy, I treated him as a
fuck buddy. You are different Dave."

He pulled me close to him, his huge arms holding me in a hug I could and
would never break from, and he whispered in my ear: "You ARE a natural
pussy Dave, a total fag. I knew it by the way you reacted to my affections,
and even more so by how you have enjoyed being fucked by Mark." He broke
the hug and took my head in his hands, looking into my eyes with his
intoxicating smile: "I know it's hard for you to accept that, and I know
you think of fags as pathetic, spineless sissies that are quite
despicable. But the beauty of it is that you are not that. That makes you
special and rare. Your morals kept you from even considering such a
possibility, and they saved you from being turned into such a
person. Although that is what some dominant males like because it makes
them more sure of themselves - I don't want you to became like that. I will
force you to get in shape, and get stronger, like Mark, but unlike Mark, I
will also help you accept that fact that you are a pussy. How do you feel
about that?"

I had to gather my thoughts for a few moments and really take in what Snake
was telling me. "I am afraid, but I also feel safe in your arms. I know you
are right, but it's not easy to accept it - I'll need time to."

"You'll have all the time in the world" he assured me moving for another
kiss. I parted my lips in invitation again - this has become so natural to
me now with my lover - and Snake's tong again entered my mouth, probing and
playing with mine. He still held my head in his hands and being taken by
him like that made me feel so good."

The kiss seemed to last forever, but Snake finally broke it. Again he
pulled away and was looking me straight in the eyes. The smile was gone
from his face, and now he was very serious and stern, but in my eyes that
made him even more beautiful. My heart was pounding. "Now, remember" he
brought his right hand to the chain around my neck and gave it a gentle tug
to remind me of it, "you are MY pussy. Mark will be training you and
stretching your pussy until you are ready to take me, but he does it only
with my permission. If you are approached by any of the other fuckers that
would like to do you, or if you want to do it with some of them - you come
to me first, OK?"

I nodded affirmative, although I couldn't think of wanting another inmate
to fuck me. As for the possibility of others hitting on me, or forcing
themselves on me - I was greatly concerned.

Again, Snake seemed to know what I was thinking about. "You are my property
- my sweet pussy - and no one will dare take you without first asking
me. But if it makes you feel more comfortable, I can teach you to defend
yourself." He was thinking for a while and gave me a mischievous smile
"Hmmmm, I can also make sure they can not hurt you..."

I gave him a puzzled look, but he just shook it off "Never mind pussy,
you'll find out in time." His face was serious again: "Now about your
punishment."

"Yes Snake?" although I accepted it, I was still nervous about it.

Snake noticed that and stroked my hair like he did last night to calm me
down. "Punishment is a very important thing in your training, my sweet
pussy. I will never be cruel to you, or subject you to pain without a good
reason. The purpose of it is to change your thinking - to help you
grow. Each time before you are punished, we will first discuss what is it
that you did wrong, and what attitudes you need to change. OK?"

"OK" I said quickly.

Snake continued stroking my hair. "Physical pain is a good tool to remind
you of the lesson you are learning and the things you need to change - if
it is applied properly. You should know one thing about me pussy, and it's
better if you heard it from me. Before I was thrown here I was an agent. My
specialty was interrogation. Most people think that has to do with torture,
and although I am an expert in that area, my job had as much to do with
getting into peoples minds as it has to with using pain."

I must have let my jaw drop in shock, but that did not stop Snake from
continuing: "I got to know too much, so they decided to put me away for a
while. Did I kill a few people? Sure I did, but I was just following my
orders. However, I am the best so they can not afford to waste me. They
will need me again. That is why other inmates don't mess with me, and will
not mess with my property either."

He stopped talking and waited for his words to sink in. My mind was in
overdrive trying to process all that Snake just told me. Others will leave
me alone, at least that part was definitely good. But the reason why they
would do that was very unsettling - Snake being feared for torturing and
killing people, that was not good. What did I get myself into?

I was sure Snake knew exactly what I was thinking about, but this time he
offered no words of reassurance. He just held me and looked relentlessly
into my eyes with a serious expression on his face. He was waiting for me
to make a move. I studied his face. There was no trace of rage, hate or
fury in it - as a matter of fact I don't remember ever seeing any on his
beautiful face, even in the moments he was angry. At times he could look
menacing - or I should say more menacing because his appearance was by no
means tame - but that was a very deliberate and calculated performance,
designed to have a certain effect which he had used on me before, and I
would also say which never failed. He did not appear deranged or even
psychotic. I was not afraid that he would hurt me - at least as long as I
obeyed. But I was still concerned about what lied beneath the cold and
calculated exterior. He did show kindness to me, but I knew it was as
calculated as his "anger" was. Designed to manipulate me, and that was
unsettling.

"I trust you Snake, and I feel secure with you, but at the same time I'm
worried about what you really feel" I decided to be honest.

"Good" he smiled at me, "very good, my sweet pussy." He took me by the
hands and simply asked "So, are you ready for it?"

Well, this had to be done, so I might as well do it now, I though. "Yes
Snake, go ahead."

"You made it much easier because you already seem to understand the
issue. I expect total obedience from you, which means that in future you
will do whatever I order, and you will do it without hesitation" he
continued explaining. "The reason you will do it is because you trust me,
not because you fear me, OK?"

"OK" I confirmed.

"That doesn't mean that your opinion doesn't count and will not be
considered. Whenever there is an important issue I will ask for your
opinion, and you can always offer it on your own. You can be sure that I
will listen to it and consider it, but you will always obey me because you
will trust me that I want what's best for you. Understood?"

"Yes Snake."

"Now, let's talk about what happened this morning. You reacted to my
affection with hate. Was that OK?"

"No Snake, it wasn't. I'm sorry about that. It will not happen again."

"Good. Also, you disobeyed when Mark ordered you to come for his
inspection. You must understand that if you trust and obey me, you must
also trust and obey people I allow to have power over you. Is that clear?"

"Clear."

"As far as others go, you will show them respect, but you are not obliged
to obey them. If you wish to serve them, you may do so, but for any sexual
contact you must ask me first. Of course, that doesn't apply to Mark; he
may have you whenever he wants, and you will obey him as you obey me,
unconditionally. Got it?"

"Got it."

"Good, my sweet pussy. Now tell me what are you punished for, and what will
you learn from it."

"I was disrespectful towards you in responding hatefully to your
affections. I also didn't show obedience and trust when Mark gave me a
command. I will learn to respect and completely obey you, because I trust
you want what's best for me. I will also respect and obey the people you
entrust me to, like Mark."

"Excellent, my sweet pussy. Now bring me the toy box."

I stood up and approached the shelf, picked up the box from the shelf and
gave it to Snake. He opened it and took three items from it. First was a
pair of black plastic clamps, with wide clamping ends, connected with a
chain. Second was a strange device that was made of two identical wooden
boards shaped like a wave, with wide peaks and narrow valley. In the middle
of each peak there was a thumbscrew that made it possible for the peaces to
be separated or fastened together. The whole device was about 14" from one
end to the other, with the valley part in the middle. The third was the
rubber paddle that I recognized previously, with a cock shaped handle.

Snake gave the box back to me, and I put it on the shelf. When I turned
around I saw that Snake had gotten up and he had the clamps in his hand. He
motioned me to move towards the bars.

"Pussy" he said to me firmly "you will assume a display position, like Mark
did earlier. Put your hands on the back of your head, with your fingers
locked and elbows pulled as far back as you can, and push your chest out."
I obeyed instantly, and Snake was pleased. "Good, pussy, think of exposing
and opening yourself for me to do whatever I please with you. Now, if I'm
in front of you, you will have your legs and buttocks together, exposing
your cock for my pleasure, but if I am behind you, you will stick your ass
out and part your legs slightly allowing me access to your pussy, got it?"

"Yes, Snake" I confirmed, exposing my cock as requested.

Snake approached and put the clamps on my nipples. The wide clamping areas
bit me ferociously and sent a wave of pain through my body, radiating from
my nipples, but in a few moments the pain subsided. I kept my position and
Snake was pleased. "The pain will get much worse in time pussy" he smiled
at me "but that's how you'll learn best. Face the bars!"

I did as ordered and I exposed my pussy this time. I couldn't see Snake any
more and he seemed standing still. Minutes have passed and I started
feeling the pain from my nipples again. It seemed to get worse. Pretty soon
I wanted nothing but to be released from it. I knew better so I maintained
my position.

Snake didn't say anything but he came close to me from behind and grabbed
my hands. He guided them to rest on the horizontal bar at waist level. I
grab hold of the bar. "Now squat as deep as you can pussy" he
ordered. Again, I did as I was told immediately. Snake sat on the mat
behind me, grabbed hold of my balls and started pulling them back. Next
thing I felt was the wooden board being placed below my buttocks, so that
the peaks were around my legs, and the valley between them, pushing towards
the base of my cock. My balls were stretched into the valley and the other
board was placed above the first and screwed to it, holding my balls wedged
in the valley and my ball sack squeezed between the boards.

"Now, be very careful when you get up pussy, because you can not straighten
up. Go slowly as far as you can until you feel pain from your balls being
stretched too much." I did as I was told, so I first straightened my legs
with my body bowed down and slowly rose up till I was a bit above
horizontal, that was as far as I could go. Now the pain from my nipples was
joined by the pain from my stretched balls. I whished this was over, but it
didn't even begun.

Snake squeezed some gel from the tube and started rubbing my hole. Now that
was pleasurable, and I almost forgot the pain I was in. He was loosening it
up with his fingers, and then started to push the cock shaped paddle handle
in. Pretty soon it was all the way in. He went slowly and that was so much
pleasure, but when he hit the spot I realized what he was doing. My cock
started swelling, which increased the pressure on my balls, and they
started hurting much more. The worse thing is that I couldn't do anything
about it. Soon I was rock hard. I bowed lower trying to lessen the pain and
pressure in my balls.

"Perfect, pussy. Now you are in the proper position." He slowly withdrew
the cock handle and waited for a few moments.

And then "wham". A fierce blow of the paddle landed on my but, and I
instinctively tried to straighten up and move away, but the device pulled
on my balls so hard that I screamed and doubled up in pain. "wham", "wham",
"wham", "wham" came other blows on either of my ass cheeks. My eyes filled
with tears and I could not think about anything but the pain and wanted it
to stop. And the assault did stop, for a while.

"What is your lesson pussy?" Snake asked.

"To show respect to you and be obedient to you, and people you give power
over me."

"Will you do that, pussy?"

"Yes, Snake. I will."

"And why will you do that, pussy?"

"Because I trust you, and you want what's best for me."

"Very good, pussy. Now I'll give you some more, so you don't ever forget
that." I prepared myself for the blows, but Snake started working my hole
again and getting my cock hard again to maximize the effect. My balls hurt,
my nipples hurt and my ass hurt. When Snake pulled the cock handle out of
my hole, I prepared myself for another assault.

"Wham", "wham", "wham", "wham", "wham", "wham". The blows came on both of
the cheeks. There was a break and then the last blow came much softer than
others, and landed directly on my balls. It took all of my strength not to
scream.

"I'm proud of you, my sweet pussy" Snake was reassuring me "you did
great". He bent down and gave a gentle kiss to both of my reddened cheeks,
and my balls. He gently licked them. "Now squat again."

I did opposite to what I did before; first bent down as far as I could, and
than squatted. Snake undid the screws and removed the device, releasing my
balls. That felt great. Again he gave a gentle kiss and a lick to both.

"Face me and display, my sweet pussy."

I did as ordered. Snake got up and removed the clamps from my nipples. He
kissed and a licked them too. He took the toys and put away the clamps and
the ball stretcher. Than he washed the paddle handle in the sink, dried it
and put it in the box too. I held my position.

Snake set on the mat with his back to the wall, and motioned me to come
over "sit in my lap, my sweet pussy." I did as I was told, straddling Snake
and facing him. He took my hands into his and kissed them. Than he let my
right arm go, and started massaging the left one. First the hand, than the
forearm. than the upper arm. That felt so relaxing and good. I was watching
his beautiful face, his muscled body, his strong arms and I felt safe,
secure and contempt. Snake lifted my arm so he can continue massaging the
back of the upper arm. When he was done, he repeated the same procedure
with my right arm. Than he massaged my neck and shoulders and when he was
done, he lifted both of my hands and placed them on the back of my head. I
locked the fingers, and Snake continued massaging my chest. He was
specially careful when massaging my nipples, and that felt great - I
started getting excited again, And Snake felt my cock stiffen. He brought
my hands down and took my head in his hands. He was looking at ma eyes, and
whispering to me.

"You are the most beautiful pussy I ever had. You were made for me. I never
want to leave you Dave. I want to merry you when we get out of here. I want
to spend the rest of my life loving you and caring for you Dave."

I was caught off guard. This is not at all what I imagined my future to
be. I used to imagine having a wife, kids, a house, a dog and a cat, but
not this. I never imagined spending my life with a 6'5 nigger called Snake
who called me his sweet pussy and wanted to fuck me every day. But as I was
in his arms, and his 15" now rock hard monster was poking me in my stomach
I realized I was lowing it. I needed his love, I needed the discipline he
was giving me, I needed his help to grow, I needed his love and care. I was
his. Now and forever.

He released his hold of my face and waited for me to make a move. I looked
at him peacefully, lovingly, marveling at his beauty: at his broad
shoulders, his upper arms almost big as my thighs, at his veined forearms
and huge hands, at the mountains of muscle that formed his chest, at his
firm 6 pack abs, at the shining head of his unbelievable cock pressing at
my stomach. I lifted my eyes to his handsome face, the square yaw, the full
lips, the wide nose and almond shaped brown eyes atop of it, to his small
and beautiful ears, to the shining dome of his saved head.

"I want to spend the rest of my life with you Snake. I want to wake up
feeling your beautiful body next to mine, your strong arms holding me, your
morning hard-on pressed against my body. I want to cover every inch of your
beautiful body with kisses, to bathe it with my tong. I am yours Snake, now
and forever." Snake gave me a broad warm smile, one that would melt an
iceberg. My heard was pounding. I never thought I would find the love of my
life in jail.

I took Snake's left hand into my hands and started sucking on his fingers
one by one; slowly, provocatively. I licked the palm, and the back of the
hand and continued on with the forearm, covering every inch of it with my
tong. Than I wend on to the massive upper arm. Tracing his huge muscles,
his bulging veins was a dream. I lifted his arm like he did with mine when
giving me a massage, to lick the back of the upper arm. I was careful not
to miss an inch of it. Snake placed the hand behind his neck and offered me
the other one, indicating that he was pleased with my service. That made me
so happy. I repeated the same procedure with the other arm, and in a while
Snake has both if his hands locked behind his neck, offering his body for
my worship.

His hairless pits were sweaty and smelly, intoxicating. I got up on my
knees and moved slightly away to be able to reach better. I started by
licking the left site of his body, along the huge lats, towards the pit
where beads of sweat have formed. The closer I got the richer was the
taste, salty, bitter, strong like everything else on my man. I wished I
could cover myself with his smell so I would be reminded of my beautiful
husband all day long. Like before, I was careful not to miss an inch of
it. Having cleaned his left side, I moved to the right one, once more
enjoying the beautiful and rich taste of my man.

Having completed that, I moved to his chest. I started by tracing the
mountain of muscle from the left armpit along the ribcage below it to the
deep valley that ran along the sternum to the collar bone above, and back
to the armpit. I repeated the same circle next time, only smaller. The
third time around, my tong came to the nipple which I traced, and started
sucking. I heard Snake moan. I continued doing my circles, until the left
side of the chest was covered. Off course, I did the same with the right
side.

Now it was time for more "pressing" issues. I wanted to bathe the most
wonderful and the most exciting part of my lover's anatomy - his enormous
fuck tool. I moved down on it, starting with the huge balls. I licked the
ball sack, tasting another wonderful aroma of my man. I took one of his
balls into my mouth at the time (there was no way I could fit both),
sucking and licking it. When that was done, I continued licking along the
shaft towards the purple head. This gave me a taste of something else, a
mix of dried cum, ass juices and lube from Snake's previous visit to the
guard's insides. When I have covered every inch of the shaft, I took the
pre-cum covered head into my mouth. I licked around and sucked, and Snake
was now moaning loudly, and his breathing got quicker. I used my hands to
work the spit covered shaft. It was wonderful to know I could give so much
pleasure to my man. When his breathing got shallow and erratic, I knew he
was about to shoot. I started sucking harder, bobbing my head up and down
on his loving monster and stroking the shaft harder with my hands. Snake
convulsed and released a huge load into my mouth, I could hardly swallow
all but I continued milking him, and several more shots came. How I loved
eating my lover's cum. The taste was as rich and as satisfying as it was
last night. Even more satisfying was the pleasure I was giving him.

When Snake's climax subsided, I let his slightly softened cock from my
mouth and gave it a long and passionate kiss. I continued running my tong
upwards, over his stomach, along the valley between his pecks, to his
neck. I licked along his throat, the prominent Adam's apple, the under chin
and to his lips. I continued licking his lips, his cheeks, his nose, his
closed eyes. I had no doubt what I wanted any more. I whispered to him
softly.

"Snake, my love, my husband, I want you to make me completely yours. Please
fuck me. I want to feel your beautiful cock buried deep in me. I want you
to fill my insides with your love juice. Thank you for showing me what I
really am, what I need. Thank you for caring for me and loving me."

Snake took charge again putting his arms around me and holding me
tight. The hug was an inescapable iron grip, but he whispered gently in to
my ear: "My sweet pussy. You truly are wonderful and special to me. How
could I refuse such a request. I must be very careful to prepare you,
otherwise you may end up hurt pretty badly. I won't lie to you: it will
hurt, and you will feel sore for a couple of days, are you sure you want me
to do it now?"

"Yes Snake, I'm sure."