Date: Sun, 28 Apr 2002 23:33:48 -0700 (PDT) From: neoboy_1 Subject: Jail life - Part 2 Usual disclaimers about gay adult material apply. Please send your comments to neoboy_1@gay.com JAIL LIFE - Part 2 By NeoBoy Next morning I woke up to the sound of cell doors sliding with a loud clang... A guard was standing at the door looking down at Snake and me laying naked on the mattress atop the cement floor... Snake still held me in his arms. "'Morning Sam..." said the guard smiling at Snake "heard there was some screaming in here last night so came to check on our new pussy. Was she to your liking?". I turned crimson at those words. I could accept being Snake's pussy, but being called a "she" by the guard was so humiliating. I recognized the guard from the day before. He was the one that was in charge of me after I was admitted, and the one who assigned me to this cell. Snake smiled back at the guard and started to get up, "She is wonderful Mark. Needs a lot of training, breaking in and adjusting, but she'll be perfect. A lot of potential there, good eye Mark." Snake turned at me and gave me a loving smile and winked. I didn't feel like smiling back at that point. I was furious. I gave him a hateful look which was noticed by the guard too. He waved his head in disapproval and said - "Now you're in trouble girl". Snake pulled me by the hair and forced me up to my feet. "Listen bitch" he snapped at me "you will learn obedience and respect. You will appreciate when I'm kind to you. Do you understand?" "Yes" I muttered out. I was so shocked and embarrassed that I could not lift my eyes from the floor. "Look at me when I'm talking to you bitch" Snake yelled "do you understand?" I looked at those brown eyes that were hard as steel. "Yes, Snake" I quickly replied "I understand". His eyes changed and there was at first only the hint of a smile in them, and then his whole face lit up. "Do you really?" he asked again. I managed to smile back, "I do". Snake hugged me to him, blocking the guard from my view and stroked my hair for a few moments. I remembered how loving and kind to me he was last night and wanted to feel that again. He took my head in his hands and gave me a long, passionate kiss. "Ahem..." came from the guard still standing at the door. Sam broke the kiss. "Much better, pussy" he said to me calmly, "but I do have to punish you for the way you responded earlier, you do understand that?" "Yes... Snake..." I acknowledged hesitantly. Snake went around me to pick up the mattress and put it back on his bed, leaving me in full view of the guard. Than I noticed the guard had two objects in his left hand. One was the piece of a chain, about four feet long, a kind that you would use to chain a bike... or a person... Suddenly I didn't like the way he was looking at me. The other object was even more unsettling: a huge pair of cutters... He left the chain and the cutters by the wall and motioned me to approach the fixed part of the bars that together with the sliding door formed the front of our cell. "Move over girl, I want to have a look at you" barked the guard. I couldn't move, I was so frightened. Snake put his hands on my shoulders from behind me and whispered into my ear: "Do as you are commanded pussy: now! I'll deal with your disobedience later." I stepped forward facing the bars and the guard stood behind me. He grab hold of my arms and placed my hands on the horizontal bar at waist level. Next he pulled my hips backwards forcing me to step back and bend over. Than he kicked my feet apart so my legs were spread and my hole was exposed to him. He ran his fingers up and down my ass crack a couple of times pressing slightly at the hole. He reached for something in his pocket and I was relieved to see it was a tube from which he squeezed a good amount of clear jell on his right hand. He put the tube back in his pocket and smeared the jell over my hole. It felt cool and pleasing. He proceeded to massage around my hole with circular motions rubbing the gel in, making me relax and enjoy it. He finally pushed against my hole and slid his finger in. The feeling was strange, but not unpleasant. He started wiggling his finger and moving it in and out, reaching deeper and spreading the cool gel inside me. Much to my shock, I started getting a hard-on. Snake had moved over to the door and was watching us from the side. He noticed my hard-on and smiled at me lovingly. "Keep it up" he said to the guard "the pussy likes it." Snake too was getting a hard-on, and his monster cock was raising. Now I could look at it in daylight and it was mesmerizing. I smiled at him. Soon I felt a second finger slide in, and my hole was stretched more. The guard was gentle and working his fingers inside me slowly moving them in and out, pushing deeper and finally he touched some spot that sent a wave of pleasure through my body. I released a loud moan, and my cock jumped leaking pre-cum - it was rock hard. He continued working my hole and stretching it for about five minutes, hitting the sweet spot from time to time and sending pleasure shocks through my body. I was about to shoot my load without even touching my cock, but then he pulled his fingers out. I was so frustrated. "Please Sir, don't stop now" I begged him. "Don't you worry girl" the guard responded, I'll give you something much better." I heard his zipper undone, his belt unbuckled, and soon his pants and boxer shorts were down. I tried to turn around as much as I could to see his cock. It was about seven inches hard, narrower than mine at the base, but widening towards the middle at the middle of the shaft - a nice barrel shape. I saw him smearing an ample amount of gel on it and throwing the tube on the floor. He positioned himself on my hole, grabbed me by my hips and commanded me "Girl, you push now, like you are taking a dump, so I can slide in easily." I did as I was ordered, and before I knew it, his head was in. I felt a slight pain as my hole was stretched once more, but he was gentle and gave me enough time to accommodate him. Than he started slow gyrating motions with his hips, pushing more and more inside me, working my hole in a most pleasurable way. About half way in, he reached the sweet spot. A shockwave hit me again. He continued to push in gently, until I could feel his bush brushing against my back and his balls touching mine. Than he started to ride me with longer strokes, pulling almost all of the shaft out and pushing all the way in, hitting the spot on every down stroke. I was loosing it. The pleasure was almost too much to bear. My moans were so loud that the whole floor must have known what was going on, but I didn't care. He picked up the pace and before I knew it I couldn't control myself any more: I was shooting. My spasms must have triggered him, because I started feeling his cock pulsate inside me, and his hot cum started filling my insides. It took some time for both of us to regain control of our senses. I felt his cock soften a bit and he pulled it slowly out of my hole. I felt so empty. He pulled his boxer shorts and pants up, and picked the tube from the floor. I remained in the same position awaiting his command. "Straighten up, girl and turn around" - he told me slapping me on my back. I did so. Snake was still standing by the door fully erect. "This girl was a virgin Sam - very tight, very fine." Snake gave him a broad smile. "So, you decided to keep her?" asked the guard. "You bet you" Snake confirmed. He moved towards me and squeezed my nipples hard, pulling me to himself, and placed another passionate kiss on me. The guard went to the door and picked up the objects from the floor. "You want me to mark her, than?" he asked as Snake was pulling away from me. "Mark me?" I thought, looking at the chain and the cutters... This wasn't good. Panic vas showing in my eyes and Snake noticed. "Relax my sweet pussy" he whispered to me, "no one will hurt you". He turned to the guard saying: "Show him". The guard again set the chain and cutters on the floor and started undoing his shirt. When he pulled the collar open I could see a chain around his neck, much like the one he had on the floor. The chain was relatively tight around his neck, and held in place by a padlock that rested on his chest, right below the base of the neck. Snake picked the chain from the floor and placed it around my neck. He measured it, leaving it hang a bit looser than the guard's. The guard picked up the cutters and snapped it in two. He took a padlock with a key from his shirt pocket and gave it to Snake. Finally, Snake placed the chain around my neck and closed the padlock. He put the key in a box on the shelf by his bunk. "Now you are my property pussy" he said to me, "like Mark here; and no one will mess with you".