"It is looking a little like a pussy, but you could have arrived like that." A ridiculous accusation, since his ass was still a little slick from the brutal fucking he had received. With a sinking feeling and a wrecked sobbing sound, James bent forward and parted his ass cheeks. "Bend over, and part your ass cheeks for me." He paused, then grinned. "I'm going to need to see better than that," the guard said. This time, he didn't part his cheeks so willingly - he wasn't that much of a bitch, not so quickly. He also knew that the guard had absolute power over him, more so than even Kyle did. Foolish yes, and perhaps a little naive, but he already knew this guard wasn't going to help him. He was not a stupid boy - he had been in college, after all. I can see you're already naked - why don't you turn around and show me what he allegedly did to you?" "You'll need to provide evidence before I can take any action, I'm afraid. There was a cruel edge to his smile, something hard in his eyes. He was a burly man, not quite as large as Kyle, but certainly bigger than James. "That's a very serious accustion, inmate," the guard said.
"Did I say you could turn around, bitch?" Kyle said, looking up lazily from the book he was reading, apparently completely unconcerned by the arrival of the guard. "Please," James said, turning as the guard approached. Then, the sound of doors opening caught his attention. It made his cheeks heat with humiliation, though his cock never quite went down. He could hear the laughing and jeering, could hear promises about how they were going to wreck his hole later, jokes about bending over in the shower. The whole time, he showed everyone that could see his spread, opened hole. He didn't dare move from his position, despite the fact that his muscles protested at the position. James stood there for almost half an hour, tears rolling down as his cheeks. "Just stay there and let everyone admire your well-fucked ass for a little while." That time, he hadn't even needed to tell James to bend and spread twice. Look at you, your faggot cock all hard for me," Kyle said, leaning against the wall and just watching James for a moment, surprised but pleased by how obedient the slut was being. His cock throbbed between his legs, a reminder that some sick part of him was getting off on all this. There was whooping and jeering as he leaned over and reached behind him to spread his hole, showing off his opened, fucked-out hole, still leaking come and a little bit of blood where Kyle's dick had been too much for him. His knees were shaky from the brutal fucking he had received, and his dick, which was of average size (though dwarfed in comparison to Kyle's massive cock), was obviously hard and throbbing, wet at the tip.Ĭrossing the cell, James reluctantly put his back to the prison cell, much to the pleasure of those that could see into the cell. He let go of his ass and got up off the bed. I don't like having to repeat myself."Īgain, another man might have put up more of a fight, but James' balls still ached from his earlier punishment (for not compying fast enough). But at the moment, James was very much at the beginning of his journey, and he was still trying to come to terms with his new role as the prison bitch, though is throbbing cock certainly seemed to like his change in circumstances. James would be fucked in so many ways that by the time he finished his sentence, he wouldn't be anything but a fucked-out cock slut that craved cock and domination. It would return to a nice, tight little pucker, perfect for ruining again, and again, and again.
Of course, his hole would heal and tighten again, given a little while. He clenched, trying to close it, but it returned back to its open state. His ass had been opened up from a tight, pink little pucker into an open, slick hole. There was no clearer evidence than the hard, thobbing cock between James' legs, trapped between his stomach and the mattress, leaking sloppy pre-cum all over the bed that he would be sleeping in later. Whereas another man would have needed much more force to bend to Kyle's will, a part of James that he didn't even know existed craved being dominated by a bigger, masculine, more powerful man like Kyle. Another man might have put up more of a fight, but deep inside, James was submissive. What was worse was that Kyle had made him hold his own ass open for it - even more pathetic was the fact that James still didn't quite dare to let go. He had just had his ass raped by a huge, thick cock. I live on feedback, so please do leave a comment, and I do take suggestions. I do not condone the acts depicted in this story in real life. A/N: This story contains non-consensual sex with a healthy dose of forced exhibitionism.