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Randy Ballards DominationRandy Ballard’s DominationRandy Ballard is the Vice Lord of the BLACK GANGSTER ELITES. However, heis currently serving a thirty year sentence for first degree murder, at theJacksonville (IL) Correctional Center for Men. For all practical purposes, hecontrols the prison and all the inhabitants within the cold gray walls.Of the inmate population, nearly three fourths are under his direct andbrutal control. The remaining twenty five per cent of the white boy prisonersare so fearful of his harsh and brutal commands, that they make every effort toavoid all contacts with the BGE’S.The other people in the prison consist of the guards, who are even moreintimidated. They have never questioned the authority of Randy and the BGE’s,since the first day he arrived. The first day found nine of the three hundredguards admitted to the hospital with serious wounds. Since that day of wrath,the warden and the guards have effectively turned day to day control over toRandy and his fellow black thugs.Randy is constantly surrounded by six of the most cruel and unmercifulmembers of his gang. On the first day of April, he is in the weight yardstrengthening his already over powering massive body. At six foot six inches,he is a tower of pure and unrelenting muscle. Very seldom did he have to exertdirect control, as he allowed his inner guard to inflict whatever punishmentthat needed to be meted out.As he finished his work out routine, he was leisurely observing theparking lot. As the most beautiful creature that god ever created sensuouslyslides up the long walk way to the main gate. As she entered, virtually evermale eye in the compound observed the perfect beauty. Her high chiseled cheekswere framed by shoulder length blonde hair. Her deep blue eyes rested on eachside of a perfect nose. Her sensuous mouth hid perfect white teeth. Her facewas the face, that demanded to be on the cover of every magazine in thecountry. The perfect body of the young woman, should have been the sole entryin every men’s magazine for six months. Her most striking feature was that ofher long and perfect legs. The gathered throng could only guess the pleasuresbelow the stylishly cut short sun dress.When “Missy” reached the guard shack, her husband of only six monthsrushed out to retrieve his lunch sack, before every inmate in this cruel placeshot off in there prison work pants. Pecking his beautiful wife on the cheek,he could only gaze as she scampered back down the long walk way. The obscenecatcalls from the gathered human debris followed the young girl back to hercar. Although she was upset and angered by the a****l like behavior, sheextracted a small degree of revenge as she slowly slid behind the wheel of hersleek camaro. Since the car was parked perpendicular to the chain lengthfence, she allowed her short dress to ride up her long and graceful legs. Onceseated on the bucket seat, she pulled up the short dress even more and let herlips form a mocking smile as she slowly closed the door and sped off leavinggravel flying behind the back tires.As Randy turned to his cronies, he muttered “That little white bitch willbe in the stable by this time next week.”He then ordered the inner circle of thugs to obtain the name and travelpattern of the white boy husband, a junior guard named John Jones. Within thehour, Randy was reviewing the guard pattern of the unsuspecting young husband.Within the second hour, the unfortunate guard was on his knees, in front ofRandy, fearing for his life. The inner circle of guards had captured the youngman on his routine pattern directly outside the shower area by the gym. Ittook only two of them, to bring him to his knees with several brutal punches.Once on the ground, one guard produced a jagged homemade knife, which he putdirectly against his neck. The other black thug grabbed his dark mane of hair,so that he could look directly up into the unforgiving eyes of Randy Ballard,his new master and mentor.”Well, you little piece of shit. I can’t think of any reason that youshould remain among the living, can you?” questioned Randy.”Oh God Please. Don’t kill me, please don’t kill me,” begged theunfortunate John.Upon a nod from Randy, the huge black with the jagged knife startedinserting the blade into the soft neck flesh.”Please, please don’t kill me. I’ll do anything to stay alive, but pleasedon’t kill me,” pleaded the now bleeding white guard.Mocking the pleading guard, Randy scratches his chin. “Well, well whiteboy. I wonder what you have that would interest me?” Smiling at his gatheredensemble, he continues, “Maybe that little piece of white trash that you aremarried to, would want to save your miserable life. What do you think whiteboy?”With the jagged knife continuing to cause his skin to rupture and bleed,John quickly made the decision to save his own miserable live at the expectedexpense of his beautiful wife.”I’ll let my wife be with you, but please, for god’s sake don’t kill me.”,continued the begging prison guard.While the black master was considering the possibilities, his assembledinner guard had unbuckled his belt and pulled his prison uniform pants down tohis knees. The most vicious of the enforcers had firmly grabbed the testiclesand manweapon in his huge black hand and produced another homemade jagged edgeknife, which he placed against the shriveled white boy cock.”Tomorrow the do gooder ladies of the prison guard auxiliary group is dueto save us poor misguided creatures. I expect your little white tramp to beamong that group, you dig asshole?” ordered the Vice Lord.As the jagged blade punctured his flaccid white cock, the guard wouldagree to anything. “Oh god please. I will do anything you say. Missy will behere. I will bring her to you but I beg you don’t let them cut me any more!”whimpered the white boy guard.Looking down at the cowering white boy guard, Randy decided to add anotheringredient of domination. “When your white tramp comes to get bred by a blackmaster, she best look like the whore she is. I want the bitch to be wearingblack leather mini skirt, garter and hose, and knee high boots. She best notbe wearing any panties or bra,they will just get in the way when I breed herwith my black cock,” smirks the Vice Lord.As his eyes tear, John agrees to the humiliating conditions.To prove once again who the master is, Randy nodded and the two knifetenders made their point once again. The knife at the throat slashed a halfmoon three inch slit in the left cheek of the guard, while the razor sharphomemade knife menacing his cock, made a surgical slash along the side of hisshriveled cock. The slash went from the base to the head of his preciousmanhood. Although the wound was not deep, it was excruciatingly painful. WhatJohn did not know was that both of the jagged blades were treated with humanexcrement, which would cause both wounds to be infected within hours. Beforeleaving the bleeding guard, he was treated to a savage kick from behind, whichdrove his nut sack into his body. As he lay writhing on the hard concretefloor, his tormentors walked arrogantly away.Unable to face his fellow guards, who would mock him for being so carelessin allowing himself to be caught and tortured by the inmates, he carefullywrapped his now bleeding and swollen manhood in his handkerchief. Wiping theblood from the incision in his cheek, he quickly found a bandage from a nearbyfirst aid kit. The balance of his shift was spent in a daze. Only when he wason his way home to be with his precious Missy, did he contemplate how he wasgoing to break the dreaded news to his beautiful wife.When he walked into their new home, his wife was shocked at the viciouslooking slash, which by now was dreadfully infected. After trying to clean thevisible wound, she nearly fainted when her beloved John told her the secondpart of his misery. Devastated, Missy tried to come up with a saving solution.She suggested that they flee the city and reestablish their life thousands ofmiles away. When her husband explained the reach of the national gang, shedesperately told her husband to turn the chieftain over to the warden.Laughing, he told his frightened wife that neither of them would live out theday, if he tried to take “legal” action against the gang overlord.Despondent over her anticipated ****, Missy fell into a fitful slumber.Awakening the next morning, she resolved that she would have to comply with herhusband’s pleading. At the fitful moment, when she was slipping into thewhorish looking attire, she finally lost her remaining shreds of respect forher sobbing husband.As she slipped the white silk blouse on, she could feel her pert nipplesthrust against the tight material. Looking in the mirror, she becameembarrassed at her sluttish appearance. The black leather mini shirt, wasextremely short and extremely tight. It molded against her perfect body. Theyoung housewife felt naked without her lace panties and bra. At the lastminute, she slipped on a pair of sheer white lace panties. Although, it wasagainst the expressed wishes of the gang overlord, Missy felt she needed atleast a shred of decency, if she was to enter, the debauchery that her husbandhad landed her in.As they drove up to the drive way, in front of the main gate, he couldfeel the stares of not only the inmates, but also of his fellow guards. As thetwo entered the compound, John could see the astounded stare of the warden, ashe meekly explained that his wife was joining the prison guards women’sauxiliary. He hurriedly escorted his wife to the main set of classrooms.He had been instructed to present his wife to Randy Ballard, Vice Lord ofthe BGE’S at Classroom D. Unknown to him and the other prison staff, ClassroomD had been specially modified to accommodate the carnal needs of the BGE’S. Thefour monitoring cameras had their lens removed and replaced by a sophisticatedlaser photograph of the room at the four different camera angles. When thebleary eyed monitoring guards viewed the room, all they could see was a vacantclassroom.The room was a very distinct classroom, but not one where standard classeswere taught. The classroom was modified to accommodate the initiation of thewhite wives of the prison guards and staff. In the closet, was the latesttattoo and piercing equipment. In addition, every available bondage device washanging from the over flowing closet. Several dirty cum coated mattresses werelaying along the side of the room and there was a solitary chair directly inthe center of the room.When John and his young wife Missy reached Classroom D, he meekly tappedon the door. Randy heard the meek tapping, but decided to make the young whitewife wait to be serviced, serviced like Escort Bayan a mare waiting for her stallion tomount her.John continued his meek tapping, increasing the tempo and loudness, whileanxiously looking around for any of his fellow guards.Finally, the huge black appeared at the door and filled the over sizeddoor frame with his massive body. He was bare chested and his muscled hairyblack chest bristled with his massive pectorals. He was wearing only a smallpair of gray cotton gym shorts. His muscled stomach is tight and seems topoint towards his large unrestricted black manhood. He wore no shoes and muchto the chagrin of his frightened quarry, he wore no supporter under the skimpyshorts. His massive nine inch black cock was already thrusting against thethin material.Missy’s bright blue eyes fell to the thrusting bulge, which appeared tothe petite girl like a mammoth log. She was nearly in shock at the huge blackcock thrusting against the cotton shorts.John, terribly apprehensive now that the time had come, meekly introducedhis lovely wife, “Mr. Ballard, this is my wife, Missy.”Missy, terribly conscious of her attire, submissively held out her smallhand. Expecting the black giant to shake her hand, she held her hand outwardwhile Randy Ballard mockingly stared at the yuppie couple. Amused, he merelystared at the frightened young housewife.After a seemingly eternity, Missy let her hand ball to her side, while herbright blue eyes dropped to the floor.”So this is the piece of white trash you brought me to fuck,” questionedRandy.Shocked at the brutal statement, John merely nods.Wanting to further humiliate the prison guard, Randy arrogantly reachesout and fondles Missy’s breast, in front of her tremblingly husband. Missy,her eyes still downcast, stood quietly while the huge black giant continued hisstroking of the tender breast meat.”Have you ever had a real man, you little bitch?” asks Randy, his fingerspinching the hardening nipples.”I’ve only been with my husband,” sobs Missy.Randy couldn’t tell if the sob indicated submission to him or disdain forher nervous white boy husband.”Yes, I think that I’m going to like sticking my black cock up your tightwhite cunt. Once you have been privileged with black cock you won’t go back tothat wimp ass piece of shit you’re married to,” continued Randy.John could only meekly stand near the door and look at his shoes. Thetwitching of his infected cock, hurt tremendously as it tried to harden, as hisbeautiful young wife was fondled and humiliated in front of him.Brutally pinching her nipples, Randy gives his first order; “Suck my toesyou piece of white trash!”Missy, trembling at the fondling and at the fear over taking her youngbody. Fear of discovery by another guard, fear of her growing excitement, fearof the huge black manipulating her arousal by his forceful fingers. Seeing nooptions, the beautiful Missy drops to her knees and lets her tongue slip out ofher red coated lips. She touches the toes with her petite tongue. The totalhumiliation is causing her white lace panties to become soaked. The arousal ather total submission is causing all sorts of wondrous feeling throughout hertight body.After what seems an eternity to John, Randy Ballard finally speaks, “Ibest be taking your wife inside now, for her first real fucking. I plan towarm up this little frigid bitch of a wife that you have given me. Aftertoday, she will be put in my stable of bitches on the outside to whore for meand the BGE’S. You won’t be minding if your precious little wife startswhoring for me, will you white boy?”John, stuttering tried to say something. but nothing came out.Randy slaps the white boy guard across the lips and asks the questionagain, “You don’t care if I turn your little tramp of a wife out to walk thestreets for me do you white boy?”Trembling, with tears running down his cheeks meekly sobs, “No.”Randy, looking down at the cowering wife at his feet, gives his nextorder, “You best be getting in the classroom. I might even open up thatHershey highway of yours. Would you like me to stick my black cock up thattight little ass of yours?”Terrified, Missy says nothing, but rises and enters the room where herordeal is to begin.Before entering the room, Randy turns back to the sobbing John andinstructs him, “You stand guard at the door. I don’t want anyone interruptingme, while I fuck your wife. She looks like she will really enjoy me stickingmy black cock up her love channel. When I’m through with your wife, she willbe a woman, not a little piece of fluff waiting for you to come home.”Randy slams the door and pushes Missy towards the center of the room andthe lone single chair. “Go sit in the chair,” orders the Vice Lord.Missy slowly walks to the center of the room and sits down in the chairfacing the huge black giant. She modestly keeps her long boot and nyloncovered legs tightly together. Her white silk blouse is half open from theruthless fondling of only moments before. She stares at the black, who sits ona bench near a table.”After I breed you today, I will expect you to obey me. I will want youto seduce some of the other guard’s wives into the BGE’S. You will also bringpleasure to the rest of my inner staff here at the prison. Do you understandwhat is required of you, Mrs. Jones?””Yes,” came the meek reply.”When you address me in the future you will address me as Mr. Ballard,”ordered the Vice Lord.”Yes, Mr. Ballard,” replies the young white wife.”Spread those long legs Mrs. Jones. Lets see what charms you have to giveme,” orders the seducer.Hesitantly, Mrs. Missy Jones lets her long legs come apart. The tightblack leather mini skirt rides up her thighs, as the legs open up. She staresinto the dark brown eyes of her tormentor, as she spreads the divine gamsfurther apart. She is feeding off the intenseness of the dark eyes, as theytake in the pleasure of the beautiful sight unfolding before him.As the legs continue to spread, he can see the wisp of the darker bands ofnylon on her upper thighs. The white lace panties soaked by her woman fluidbecome an even greater arousing vision. Usually, the black destroyer of whitevirgin woman holes, would be distraught at the sight of pussy covering.However, the sight of the darker wet stains was erotic even to the ultimatesexual a****l, Mr. Randy Ballard.”I want to see you spread those pink pussy lips. Do it without taking thepanties off,” orders Randy.Closing her eyes, Missy inserts her long lean fingers into the legs of herpanties. As she pulls the panties aside, she sensuously caresses the bloodengorged pussy lips. She sensuously rubs up and down and outer lips. Sheallows her fingers to touch the hooded nubbin of pleasure. As her fingernailscraps the sensitive love button she allows a soft moan to escape her lips. Aseach pleasurable sensation reaches her brain, the frantic fingers increase inintensity their pleasure producing friction.”Stand up and strip. I don’t think you will need any of those clothes forthe rest of the afternoon,” ordered Randy.Shocked out of her near fulfillment, Missy stands up and pulls the tightleather skirt down. Looking over to the amused seated Black Master, she slowlyfinishes unbuttoning the white silk blouse and lets it slip off of hershoulders and fall to the floor. Standing before the Black Master in only hergarter, hose, black knee high boots and white lace panties, she looks into herMaster’s dark eyes.The Black Vice Lord rises and slips his huge fingers into the gray cottongym shorts and slowly tugs the tight fitting shorts over his muscled thighs.Missy observing every movement, is awestruck when the shorts expose the teninch Black Manhood in all its glory. The massive love muscle is only partiallyerect and is starting to point out at a right angle from the washboard muscledstomach. As she continues to observe the disrobing, her fleece covered lovechannel starts producing the sweet smelling dew, that starts to resoak herwhite panties.When Randy has let the shorts fall to the floor, he points his indexfinger at the young beauty and motions for her to come to him, “Bring me yourwhite panties,” he orders.As she starts to walk over to him Mr. Randy Ballard shakes his head,”Don’t walk, crawl to your Black Master.”Aroused, humiliated and desperate for release, Missy drops to her handsand knees, and crawls over to the seated Black Giant.When she reaches her destination, he motions for her to stand. When she isstanding, facing her tormentor, he smiles and finally speaks, “I want you tohand me your panties. The pretty white panties that your husband bought you,the panties that are wet with your drippings.”Gracefully, the blonde hair dropping nearly to her small but firm breasts,she bends at her waist, and slips the clinging panties over her knees and downthe hose and boot covered legs. When the task is completed, she raises herhand and releases her white lace panties to the huge Black paw.The Black Vice Lord brings the fragrant cloth to his nose and deeplyinhales the pleasing essence. Although, he is still seated, he is lookingalmost directly in the deep blue eyes. Looking at her perfect breasts, herlong flowing blonde hair and her perfect legs, his cock continues to harden.Putting the panties on the seat next to him, he asks her a simple question,”When was the last time your wimp husband fucked you?””My husband and I made love three nights ago,” Missy softly replies.”Does he satisfy you, with that little white boy cock of his?” continuesRandy.”I don’t reach climax every time we make love,” responds Missy sadly.Randy Ballard rises and walks around the now trembling woman. When he isbehind her, he reaches out and rubs her firm ass cheeks. “Has your white boywimp taken your ass yet?”Shocked, Missy quickly answers, “No. I am too small there. It would hurttoo much.”Still standing behind the petite blonde white housewife, and stillstroking the firm ass of his next conquest, he matter of fact states, “Beforeyou leave me today, you will not have your ass cherry. If you please me, Iwill lubricate my black cock before I enter you. If you displease me, I willbludgeon my Black Cock into your useless body, in one stroke.”Missy says nothing, but stands silently, waiting the next hauntingquestion that she is sure will come.”After I breed you today, I will mark you, so that everyone knows that youbelong to me. You will have to start whoring for me, starting tomorrow. Haveyou ever worked the streets?” questions Randy Ballard, Vice Lord of the BlackGangster Elites.Shocked by his latest question and comment she angrily replies, “I havenever been a whore. I won’t be a whore for you!”Controlling his anger, Randy softly whispers Bayan escort into the tremblinghousewife’s ear; “After I fuck you in your ass today, tomorrow night you willstart working the street for me. You disobey me in word, deed or thought and Iwill take a knife and peel your pretty face off. If that chicken shit husbandis terrified of me, how do you think a little tramp like you can stand up tome?”Poor Missy, standing in the middle of a large classroom, stripped down toonly garter, hose and black boots, trembles as she contemplates her nextresponse. Her beloved husband of only six months is standing guard on theoutside of the door, while a huge black man is pawing her firm ass, threateningto impale her with his ten inch rock solid Black Cock. “Please don’t fuck mein the ass. You will hurt me. You are too large. Please,” Missy submissivelysobs.Randy lowers his hand from the firm ass cheeks and inserts his finger intoher moist woman hole. As the digit inserts itself, Missy is caught off guard.At first she instinctively clenches her legs together. However, after a fewmoments, the searching digit starts to bring the young woman the pleasure thathas been missing from her marriage bed. She softly moans, as the finger gentlysc****s her hooded clit. As the insertion continues Missy closes her eyes andallows her long lean legs to part ever so slightly.Randy catches the guarded parting of her legs and rewards her by insertinga second finger. The rapid thrusting coats, his hand with Missy’s preciouslubricant. Missy opens her legs wider, as she eagerly thrusts against theintruding fingers giving her pleasure. As the fingers continue the thrusting,Missy bends over and drops to her knees. She begins moaning louder and louder,as the pleasure giving fingers bring her to a screaming orgasm. As theintense pleasure overwhelms her pent-up desires ,she writhes on the floor asthe spasms overtake her tight body.”Oh God, you bring me such pleasure. Don’t stop, please don’t stop. Itfeels sooooooooo good!” screams Missy.Randy leaves his fingers in the clenching pussy, as the young wife isprone on the hard tile floor. As Missy’s orgasm subsides, he lets his fingersslip out. He walks to the cabinet, at the end of the room and brings back afull tube of K-Y jelly. Missy does not see him walk to the cabinet, she isrecovering from her first true orgasm in months. Unknown to her husband John,he has not been able to bring his vivacious wife to a fulfilling orgasm sincetheir marriage night. The orgasm that the Black Master has brought to thebeautiful Missy was so intense ,she was still trembling five minutes afterclimax.”Have you ever had a man? A real Man? A Black Man that can bring yourpleasure?” questions Randy.Still laying face down on the tile floor Missy answers truthfully, “I havenever been with a Black Man. I have thought about making love to a Black Man.When John told me of his predicament I was at first shocked, but deep inside Iwanted to go through with the **** or the pleasure. You have brought mepleasure.”As she lay on the hard tile floor, she felts the sticky K-Y jelly beingsqueezed out of the tube and onto her perfect firm ass cheeks. The pleasuregiving fingers, began a circular motion and rubs the cold sticky fluid on herperfect and firm ass cheeks. He seems to be lulling the young housewife, withhis gentle and soft caresses. Missy suspects the ordeal that awaits her, asthe gentle motion continues. She starts to become anxious, as the fingers beganto dip in the crevice between the two mounds. Her wrinkled brown eye clutchs,as the persistent index finger sought entrance to her last virgin chamber. Theswaying hips try to provide an escape valve, but the Black Master was not to bedistracted from his final goal.The initial penetration of the elastic ring was uncomfortable, but notpainful, for the gently swaying Missy. Randy’s finger is unforgiving andcontinues to insert itself deeper and deeper in the tight dark chamber. Missystarts becoming more fearful as the finger became more and more determined init’s goal of free and unrestricted access to the virgin chamber.Finally, Missy begs for the probing to stop, “Please Mr. Dillard. Don’tfuck me in my ass. I’m scared that you will hurt me, scared that your blackcock is too large. Please, let me suck you instead.”The Black Master had his goal and it was not merely her warm lips wrappedaround his Black Cock. His goal, and one that was not to be denied him wascomplete domination of the beautiful white wife of a white boy guard, and thatdomination was to take the form of deep Black Cock Anal Insertion.”Raise yourself on your hands and knees. You’re about to become a realwoman. You resist me and I’ll black strap that lily white ass of yours untilyou won’t be able to sit for a week. Do you want your ass Black Strappedlittle Tramp?”Trembling uncontrollably, Missy answers with a broken voice, “No pleasedon’t beat me. I’m afraid you will hurt me. Please fuck my pussy with yourblack cock. I can take you there, you will tear my poor asshole.”Even as she begs for redemption, however, she raises herself to her handsand knees. Trying to entice her tormentor, she sensuously sways her ass,hoping against hope, that he will reconsider and sink his manhood between hersopping and clenching pussy lips.Randy Ballard squeezes an ample supply of the jelly into his hand andlubricates his ten inches of hard Black Manhood. Stroking himself with theslippery jelly, he brings his black manhood into an even greater hardness.Randy knows that hardness is what it will take, to sink the log into the tightchamber winking at him, as Missy continues to sway her cheeks.At first, he lays the black log on top of the cheeks. He wants his newestinductee to anticipate the entry into her most sacred chamber. Poor, poorMissy was fearful of the insertion of the manhood. She had hoped to lodge thecock into her pussy, in hopes of making it so pleasurable for the blackconvict, as to seduce him to the pleasure of her womanhood.Her hope was soon dashed, as she felt the huge purple head rub against thewrinkled winking brown eye of her dark chamber. As Randy Ballard, became moreinsistent of entry, she tried to knee walk away. Her efforts were for naughtas Randy grabbed her by her sleek hips and in one brutal thrust buried half ofthe length into the tight chamber. Her anal muscles screamed against theintrusion, as Randy rapidly began the forceful thrusting, attempting admissionof more and more of his black muscle.After the first brutal thrust, poor Missy was merely attempting to adjustto the tremendous pressure, the fullness of the black cock filling her tightasshole.What seemed so horrible at first, began to subside as the pleasureovertook the pain, as her sphincter muscle became accustomed to the huge blackcock. The fullness coupled with the friction started to bring pleasure for theyoung housewife.Although many blood vessels had been ruptured and were coating thethrusting black love muscle, Missy was beginning to seek the pleasure that wasrapidly overtaking her tight body.As Randy continued cramming his muscle into the tight asshole, he reachedaround with his right hand and pinched her hard nipple between his finger andthumb. This one simple move created another mind shattering orgasm for theyoung woman. She had very few orgasms in her young life. This was her firstorgasm reached by anal intercourse.The screaming of his young white wife, could be heard by John Jones, theprison guard just outside the door. The door that he was guarding; the doorwhich separated the ravishment of his wife by the most vicious black criminalin the Illinois penal system. The ravishment brought on by his fear; fear forhis life. He tried to block out the screams but couldn’t. He realized thathis life and the life of his beautiful wife would never be the same. For somereason he felt his own less than ample white cock start to harden. As itharden, he felt the pain of the infected slash as the pus began to ooze intohis underpants.Randy let his own huge muscled body fall to the floor, following Missy’sdecline to the hard surface. He let his black cock fill her ruptured analcanal, as it softened inside her asshole. After a short respite, he pulledhimself up and let his large black cock slip from its tight chamber. As thecock slipped from its chamber, the white cum mixed with strings of blood floweddown Missy’s beautiful thighs. The sticky mancum soaked the top dark bands ofher hose.Missy felt the black cock leave her tight constricting asshole and theliquid departing her damaged anal canal. She felt very drained from the lasttwo pleasure producing ordeals. The intenseness of her breeding session nearlyoverwhelmed her mind, along with her body.Randy raised himself to his knees and grabbed the beautiful long blondehair, “Clean my black cock little tramp.”Missy brushed her hair from her eyes and looked up at the still menacinglong black cock. All she saw was the one eyed purple head, as she let hertongue snake out of her dark red coated lips and caress the purple head, whichis still leaking cum. She tongues the head, trying to clean all the spunk, offthe still semi hard black cock. Laboriously, she cleans the entire black cockwith her precious tongue. She savors the taste, especially the taste of the cummixed with her blood. She realizes that this Black Man has brought her tosexual fulfillment. Although the thought of becoming one of his whores isabhorrent to her upbringing, she realizes that she will do anything to continueto receive the rewards of his black cock.As she finishes tonguing his black cock, he wipes the rest of the scum inher flowing blonde hair. Before rising, he batters the pleasure givinginstrument against her cheeks.Randy Ballard walks to the door and opens it. He is still totally nakedand watches John Jones reaction as he urgently looks into the vacant classroomand immediately sees his nearly naked young wife sitting on the hard whitetile floor. She is sitting on her ass with her legs brought up to her chin.He can see the cum dripping from her ravished asshole and forming a puddle onthe clean white floor. Looking into her eyes he sees a look of satisfaction, alook of pure sexual release, of inner calm.”Your wife’s asshole was tight but I managed to stick my BLACK COCK to thelimit. She squealed like a stuck pig but I finally made her a woman, somethingyou will never be able to accomplish, with that four inch noodle you havebetween your legs. Did you hear her scream when I stuck it to her?”, mockedthe Black Master.John Jones had no response. He could not take his eyes off of hisbeautiful wife, her look of satisfaction, as Escort the black cum was dripping fromher ass. His deep dark thoughts, is that he would have given anything to watchthe ravishment of his wife fucking or more properly being fucked by the hugenaked black man standing next to him. He was brought back to reality when hisface was slapped by the inmate.”I have several friends who want to meet your wife. They are waiting inClassroom B down the hall. Go get them, your wife is waiting,” orders Randy tothe dumbfounded white boy guard.His mind shattered, the guard absent mindly walked down the long hall toescort three more black inmates, who were going to have sexual intercourse withhis precious wife. Upon arriving at the proper classroom he knocked andshortly the three black inmates came to the door and preceded to walk towardsthe room, containing the beauty that they breed this afternoon.Although none of the three had more than the basic intelligence of thecommon criminal, they made up for it in the physique of the street gang. Eachof the three were highly muscled and each had physical scars of battles past.One, named Big Foot was six foot eight inches and weighed over 320 pounds.While not all muscle, a good portion was and what wasn’t was made up for by thebrutality of his thought process. He was currently serving thirty years forthe criminal sexual assault. Although he contended the young blonde sought outhis company, the District Attorney for Northern California chose to prosecuteanyway.”Does your wife fuck black men very often white boy?” mocked Big Sam.Correction Officer John Jones did not answer. He knew, or thought he knewthe answer. After today the answer would obviously be totally different.”When I stick your wife with my Black Dick she’s going to have my blackseed drip from her ears. After I stretch her delicate little pussy she won’teven be able to feel that pathetic little cock of your’s guard man,” Big Samcontinued.John Jones continued to look straight forward. What could he do? Admitthat his wife now craved black cock? Admit that she had just been ass fuckedby the most vicious prisoner in the prison? There was no answer, and what JohnJones feared the most was that Big Foot was in fact right in his analysis.What if his precious Missy’s love box was stretched by the hard Black Cock thatshe would be receiving. His inadequate manhood could never measure up to theseblack cocks. At the moment all his cock could do is throb from the ragged slitand infected outer skin. Even as they walked down the hallway the puss andblood were soaking his uniform pants having coated his underwear.When the four reached the door of Classroom D, the inmates waited for theguard to open the door. One final humiliation, having the white boy guard openthe door to allow the three black convicts the opportunity to black seed hisprecious white wife.While John was on his journey to retrieve the next black servicingparticipants, Randy Ballard had told poor Missy her next duties. She wasinformed that when the three black inmates entered the room, she was to walk toeach one and deep tongue each one in turn. She was also told to rub herprecious petite body against the hard bodies of the entering inmates. Herfinal instruction was that she was to humiliate her white boy husband. She wasto describe in detail her desire and longing for the black cocks that she wasabout to receive. She was to praise them for their sexual ability, and degradeher inadequate husband. If she failed in her assignment, her white boy husbandwould be the next example of Black Gangster Elite vengeance. The sexuallystimulated wife was anxiously awaiting her next love partners, but she did notwant to inflict more emotional damage on her husband. It seemed, correctly,however that she had no choice.When the trio entered, Randy Ballard, ordered the white guard to man thedoor, on the inside this time. He wanted to totally break the guard, byforcing him to watch the degradation of his wife, as she was bred by theassembled Black Cast.Missy had taken the brief interlude to straighten her now torn hose andbrush her hair. She applied a fresh coat of dark red lipstick but could notrepair the mascara and other makeup. Her first fucking had badly smeared theexcessive make up and the smeared look, made her look more like a street whoreat the end of the night, rather than the privileged white housewife. She wasstill wearing the knee high black leather boots, Randy Ballard liked boots andRandy always got what Randy wanted.The black trio of vicious inmates stopped about half way into the room andMissy walked over to welcome them to their new playpen. The first in line,naturally, was Big Foot. Poor Missy had to stand on her tip toes to reach hismouth. Smiling into the scarred face she closed her eyes and slid her tongueinto his deep oral cavity. His foul breath caused by his rotting teeth almostmade her gag but she forced herself to tongue fuck the monster while rubbingher body against his massive frame. As she finished, she looked over at herastounded husband and smirked, “If only you were a real man. These are theonly men that I plan to get this fine white body. Maybe if you take notes youwon’t be so useless in the future.”Missy quickly moved to the second black, much smaller in height butmassively muscled. His shoulders and arms were rock hard as a result of fiveyears of five hour per day weight lifting. As Missy inserted her delicatetongue, he planted his hands on her ravished ass cheeks and pulled the youngwoman brutally forward against his solid body. By the end of her tonguing,Missy’s cock absent pussy was starting to throb from anticipation.The third black to receive the cool and sweet tasting tongue was nearlythe ugliest human alive. His face, burned by acid in an inter gang battle washideously deformed. Missy closing her eyes, inserted her tongue into thetwisted oral cavity and rubbed her tight body against the hard build of theblack convict.As she backed away, she noticed that Randy Ballard had brought two dirtymattresses to the center of the room. The black inmates finished undressingand Missy sensuously walked over to the mattresses and laid down, spreading herlong legs in an enticing inducement.”I want you to watch John. I want you to see how a real man takes care ofhis lady. These black men are going to pleasure me, something that you couldnever do,” cruelly mocked Missy.John merely stood at the door, transfixed by the tongueing that his wifehad just performed on the vicious hardened criminals. As she spread her longperfect legs, inviting the blacks to black service her, his white cockpainfully sprang to attention. He said nothing. There was nothing to say.Big Foot pushed his smaller companions to the side. He planned to be thefirst and no one objected. He walked to the mattress and straddled Missy’schest in order for her to be able to suck his long black cock to rigidness. Helost no time with niceties, as he shoved his cock into the delicate white wife.As Missy struggled with the length of the large cock the second black crawledbetween Missy’s widespread legs and let his tongue do the talking. His longtongue snaked into sopping pussy folds and quickly brought a gushing responsefrom the aroused Mrs. Missy Jones.When his cock was hard and rigid Big Foot pulled out of the delicatemouth and asked Mrs. Jones the obvious question, “You want my black cock littletramp?”Wanting the large pleasure giver in her aroused woman hole and mindful ofher orders, she used her sexiest voice, and made sure that her husband couldhear her response, “Please give me your black cock. I have not had any cock asmagnificence as yours. Please fill my hole.”Big Foot needed no further invitation, as he shoved the licking black fromher entrance. As he knee walked into position Missy struggled to spread herlong legs even more. Since she was petite and since he was huge, even her besteffort could not achieve what she desired. Before inserting his huge blackcock into her seeping hole, he took both booted ankles in his hands and forcedthem wider. Missy felt as if she was a wishbone.At the moment of entry she forgot about the stretched leg muscles and dideverything to accommodate the massive black log. Even her sopping pussy was notprepared for the fullness and length that followed. As he brutally entered thesmall woman, she screamed as the massive log was buried to the hilt in onesavage thrust. As she opened her mouth to scream a second time, she foundthat the scarred black had planted his face over her mouth and was savagelykissing the struggling woman. The muscled black had taken her sensitivenipples between his index finger and thumb and was pinching the abused tipcausing a great bruising.It took only minutes for Missy’s third orgasm of the day to occur. Herclimax preceded Big Foot’s who merely continued to pound the precious pussyinto submission. By the time he flooded her fuck chamber, poor Missy hadorgasmed no less than four times.As rapidly as Big Foot pulled his massive black log from her love chamber,Missy was pleading with another black to take his place.Her husband stood silently by the door observing the total abandonment ofhis previously virginal wife. As she climaxed a second time, his own cockspewed forth a rocket shot of sperm against his prison uniform pants. Hisorgasm occurred without John even touching his bleeding and infected cock meat.The muscled black was the second to deposit his black seed into theprecious chamber of lust, previously owned by Mrs. Missy Jones. Missy seemed toorgasm constantly, as the Blacks continued to take turns making her swollen andred pussy hole the recipient of black seed. While his underlings were havingtheir way with the little white tramp, Randy was carefully recording eachsexual release. He also dutifully took picture after picture, making sure toinclude close ups of the sperm splattered face of their latest guest fuckee.Randy was the last to deposit his fourth load, this one in the willingmouth of the beautiful white housewife. As she licked the final drippings fromthe end of his black cock, Randy made one last mocking gesture to the whiteprison guard, “Tomorrow your little tramp of a wife is starting to whore forme. You’ll need to take her to the black reindeer club. She won’t need towear any panties; the black boys down at the club will become impatient if shedoes. Right white boy?”As John Jones looked at his beautiful wife, with a constant stream of cumrunning out of her swollen cunt and down her face, he knew that his preciouswife was lost forever. He should be ashamed, but the wet cum stain on thefront of his prison uniform, was the result of the most intense orgasm that hehad ever had. Even at this stage of his wife’s degradation, he was wonderingif he would be able to watch, the activities at the club the next night. Thethought brought another surge of hardness to his tormented cock.