Date: Sun, 23 Nov 2008 15:46:33 -0500
From: nphillydogg@aol.com
Subject: the hole 80b

	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!

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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
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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

P.S. Please feel free to hit me up with your thoughts of the final chapter.
And please feel free to write into anyone you've seen posting my stories
without my name being credited as the writer. They are the reason for why I
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