Date: Thu, 16 Aug 2007 17:18:01 EDT
From: NPhillydogg@aol.com
Subject: the hole-35 post this one plz

	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/35
CIRCUMSTANCES

Pt-1

	6am, Malik hears the locks of the cell click. The huge metal door
swings open as the light from the hall starts to shin into the dark
cell. Malik emerges, his 5-9, 140 lbs body smeared in birthday cake and
icing. "Good morning..." he says to the guard who freed him.

"Had a good night's sleep, I assume?" asked Officer Andrew Roberts, smiling
broadly as he took in Malik in all his cake smeared nakedness.

"You have no idea how much my body aches right now..." sighed Malik, his
back and thighs feeling the most strain from last night.

"I can imagine!" said Andrew, peeking in to see the huge naked muscled body
of the birthday boy (Marvin Rollins) lying sleep on what was left of the
cot they broke while making love. "What do you want me to do with him?"

"Give me 10 minutes in the shower to change for my shift, then wake him
up. If he sees me, he might want good morning sex, and I don't think I can
handle another round today!" sighed Malik, rubbing his aching ass and
causing Andrew to laugh a loud.
	He walked officer Malik towards the shower area at the end of the
hall. "I'm sorry about the other day..." said Malik, still feeling bad
about the botched dinner he planned at his apartment (chap-33). "...I
really thought you and Captain McConnell would have made a great couple! He
really is a great guy!"

"So why didn't you get with him?" questioned Andrew, curiously.

"Well, for one, --he was my boss!" claimed Malik, telling a half truth as
he turned on one of the overhead showers. "But it goes deeper than that,
really..., I had a lot of issues I needed to work out, and couldn't commit
to anyone in a serious relationship at the time. Suffice to say that we
just weren't compatible. Sorry you two didn't connect."

"Well..., actually we did!" admitted Andrew, thinking back to that night.

"You did?" asked Malik surprised, water dripping down off of his cake
smeared face.

"Yeah. After we left your place, David said I was too drunk to drive home,
so he offered to ride me." recalled Andrew, as Malik listened with
interest. "We talked..., about you, and me, and him and you. He basically
said the same thing you did, that it just didn't work out like he'd
hoped. Then he asked if I'd like to go out for drinks, I said yeah, and we
ended up back at his place."

"So..., did y'all...??" asked Malik, curiously.

"Yeah!" chimed Andrew, grinning from ear to ear. "He was great, man! I
don't know how you ever gave HIM up! He did things to me I'd only seen in
porno's! He fucked me, but it didn't hurt like it does when Peachtree and
Reinhold do it..., HE made it feel really good and last really long until I
came first! I...I think I'm in love!"
	Malik laughed.

"Lust is more like it!" he corrected, soaping himself up as he recalled how
McConnell used to make love to him too.

"NO man, I mean really! I never felt like this before! I want to see him,
talk to him all the time! I've been over his apartment every night since we
met, and I've let him fuck me every time! And it only gets better!"
thrilled Andrew.

"You know he has children older than you?" asked Malik, throwing water onto
the fire in Andrew's heart.

"I know. He told me about his ex-wife and his kids. I know I'm only a year
or so older than his youngest son..., but I still like him a lot! He's so
fucking cool and genuine, man! He don't bullshit you like the other guys
did! Peachtree and Reinhold really fucked me over..., but David seems like
he's really worth going through the rings for! You know?"

"I'm happy for you." said Malik, numbly. "I knew you two would make a good
couple.

"Thanks man! Now all we need to do is find YOU a single man on the outside,
then the 4 of us can all hang out and be friends!" smiled Andrew naively,
not noticing the jealous looks on Malik's watery face as he thought of what
he gave up. McConnell could have been his boyfriend. Indeed the man was
worth it; handsome, built, successful, single, relationship oriented,
stable minded, smart, masculine, and an excellent sex partner. Malik
wondered why he gave all that up just to follow some drug dealer into the
prison system? Was he that fucked up in the head, that he would sabotage a
good relationship for an imaginary one? If Marvin was free to live outside
the penile system, would he still be interested in Malik as a lover? Malik
doubted it. Guys like Marvin were more geared to dating women to keep up
appearances, all Malik would be able to hope for is an occasional rump in
the hay and a sore asshole from time to time.

Pt-2

	8 o'clock a.m., the prison cafeteria opens for breakfast. Inmates
line up to receive food not fit for dogs. Raul Rodriguez decides to have a
long overdue talk with his middle brother Carlos, about a deal he made
weeks ago with the Mandingo leader Duke Daniels.
	Raul dresses after a quick shower, then leaves his cellmate and
lover (Alex) while he goes in search for Carlos. Carlos is in his cell with
his prison slave (Vietnamese born) Phi-Bui. Phi had been broken by the
Puerto-ricans after becoming too cocky for his own good. Now a prison-bitch
for Raul's middle brother, he and Carlos were just getting dressed after a
morning encounter which resulted in Phi-Bui receiving a belly full of the
rican's cum.

"All decent in here?" asked Raul, peeking in.

"Just finished!" smiled Carlos, zipping up his pants after tucking his spit
wet uncut cock back into his trousers. Phi-Bui was still having trouble
swallowing the thick clod of semen caught in his throat.

"Kewl..." said Raul, stepping freely into the cell. "...I want to talk to
you."

"What about?" asked Carlos, his face growing concerned. "Is it about Papi?"

"No. No..., it's about a deal I made with the Devil...something I HAVE to
honor." said Raul.

"What is it?" asked Carlos, curiously.

"Well..., remember when David went over to live in the Mandingos' cell...?"
asked Raul.

"Yeh..."

"...and Papi ordered us to go over there and get him back?" Carlos nodded
affirmatively. "Well..., I had to make a deal with Duke to trade Phi-Bui
for David, --one prison bitch for another, or else he wouldn't have
released him."
	Carlos looked agitated at the thought of having to give up his
pussyboi.

"When did you make this deal?" asked Carlos, replaying the events of that
day in his mind (chap-27). "I was there when we went to the Yard to get
David from Duke..., I don't remember you making any deals!"

"We worked it out in advance..." said Raul. "...so Papi wouldn't cause a
race war up in here!"
	Carlos' unibrow tightened in the center of his forehead.

"When would you've had time to make an advanced deal with Duke? We didn't
know Papi was coming to Piedmont until he got here asking to see David!"
asked Carlos, curiously. "How could you make an advanced deal over
something you ain't even know was gonna happen?"

"Look..., when I made the deal don't matter!" snapped Raul angrily. He
wasn't used to Carlos questioning his orders. "The point IS I made the
deal, and as a man of my word I'm expected to honor it! Are you gonna give
up the Asian or not??

"I'm just try'na figure out how you made this secret deal without informing
me?" asked Carlos.

"Informing YOU?" asked Raul, nearly chuckling. "Since when do run my
thoughts past you before I make them?"

"I mean..., you knew Phi was gonna be MY bitch...why would you make a deal
with MY bitch without telling me about it?" questioned Carlos. "Unless..."

"Unless what?" asked Raul, suddenly worried.

"Unless the rumors Genuwine said are true..., and you DID sell David off to
Duke to have him gang-banged to teach him some sort of lesson?!" questioned
Carlos, putting two and two together (chap-26, pt-2). "How the fuck could
you do that, man? How could you set up our own brother like that?" he
asked, seeing his brother in a different light.

"I did what I HAD to do to make David realize what he was doing was wrong!"
reasoned Raul. "He could NEVER replace the safety of family by living with
the niggers! They would have fucked him over or WORSE, eventually! I was
trying to show him that WE were the only ones that would have his back! The
ONLY ONES that would love him and kill for him!"

"You sound just like Papi!" said Carlos, causing Raul's blood to over boil.

"Whadda mean I'm like Papi?" asked Raul, offended. "I'm not butt fuckin my
bother to get laid!"

"No..., but you HAD him fucked over to get laid...or are you gonna deny
settin him up with Genuwine in the stairwell too, just to get at his
boyfriend Alex?" questioned Carlos.
	Raul smirked nervously, his whole hand being revealed in a crucial
card game.

"You don't know what yur sayin, Carlos. This's ME...Raul! You gonna doubt
me over some stinkin nigga?"

"You forget, Raul..., I've lived beside you in gangs for all my life, I
KNOW what yur capable of..., I just never knew you were capable of doin it
to family!" said Carlos, disappointedly.
	Raul realized there was nothing left to say to his middle brother.

"Look..., my deal with Duke still stands, regardless." he reasoned. "Are
you gonna give him up voluntarily, or will the Rootz be warring with the
Mandingos in the Yard?"
	Carlos shook his head in disbelief as he looked over at the
Vietnamese pussie he's been beating up nightly with his cock.

"Sure..., take him." he said, giving him up so his brother could keep what
was left of his so called `honor'.

Pt-3

	Down the catwalk in another cell, 40 yr old Romero Rodriguez
happened to see his son leave his prison cell, leaving his prison-bitch
alone and unattended. He watched Raul as he disappeared somewhere down the
other end of the cell block, and made his move to rush in and talk to
Raul's cellmate Alex Sanchez.
	Alex was tidying up the cell, making beds and stuffing dirty prison
clothes into the laundry bags when Raul's father Romero walked in
unannounced. Alex was somewhat stunned to see the father of his cellmate
standing in the center of the room watching him work.

"OH shit, mr Rodriguez..., you scared me!" jumped Alex, not having heard
him enter. "Raul's not here..., he went down to go talk to his brother."

"I'm not here to see my son..." said Romero, in a heavy Rican
accent. "...I'm here to see YOU!"

"Me?" asked Alex, nervous. "Why?"

"I need you to do a favor for me. Could you do that?" asked Romero,
stepping in closer.

"uh...I guess it depends on what the favor is, sir?" he said, respectfully.
	Romero walked in and sat on the edge of the cell's desk, cutting
off Alex's route to the prison door.

"I know you and my son'r pretty close!" said Romero, dropping his eyes up
and down Alex's form. "I know he tells you things, personal, private
things. He thrusts you like he would a woman he sleeps with nightly..."
added Romero, letting Alex know without a doubt that he's aware of his and
Raul's relationship. "I know you probably have a lot of influence over some
of my son's thinking..., just as my wife Lynette has some influence over
mine."
	Alex said nothing, unsure where Romero was going. "I need you to
talk to my son about the rift between us! Get him to understand that this
could only make our family and our resources weaker, --and in prison, that
could be fatal!"

"I don't understand, mr Romero..., what is it exactly that you want me to
get Raul to understand? What rift?"

"Don't play coy with me..., you know damn well what I'm talking about!"
said Romero, not into games. "I'm talking bout what Raul claims I'm doin
with my son David! If David and I have no problem with it, why should he?
What I'm doin is for David's own good! You need to convince Raul to back
off this crusade he has to bring a wedge through this family..., cause he's
only gonna end up hurting himself!"

"Is that a threat, Mr Romero?" asked Alex, sensing it was.

"I don't threaten my children, cell-bitch! I make rules and enforce them!
Tell Raul to back off!" finished Romero, getting up from his desk.

"I don't know if I can convey that message, sir!" said Alex, causing Romero
to stop in his tracks. "I mean..., how can I convince Raul to believe
something I don't believe myself?"

"Whadda you mean, bitch?" asked Romero, his temper rising.

"David is your SON..., he trusted you to bring him into this world and to
protect him from harm, not to add to his misery by treating him no less
worse than any of the convicts who wanted to rape him! A parent is supposed
to LOVE his children and want the BEST for them, not fuck them over just so
he can get his nightly feeding met!"
	Before Alex could take his next breath, Romero Rodriguez had him
gripped up by the throat, and shoved backwards into the back wall of the
cell. Alex's body cracked into the wall with a crash, his senses
temporarily dazed as his air supply was quickly cut off.

"I don't know what kinda sissy relationship you and my son have in this
cell of yurs alone at night..., but it's fuckin well obvious to me that you
ain't got no fuckin clue WHO you talking to!!" Alex's mouth dropped open as
he tried to gasp in some needed air as the hands around his neck tightened
and threatened to choke him to death. "I'm Romero Roberto Raul Rodriguez!
I'm a three time convict with over 30 murders under my belt! I ain't no
pimple nosed youngboi stickin his dick up his first bitch's ass! I KNOW how
the fuckin prison system works! And when I tell you that what I'm doin for
my son David is for his own good, you best well fuckin believe it, cuz I
ain't got no reason to lie to a snot nosed lil' pussy-shit like you!
Understand?" When Romero realized Alex couldn't breathe enough to form
words, he instructed him to..., "Nod yur fuckin head if you understand,
cum-breath!"
	Alex nodded. Romero released his grip, allowing the 20 yr old to
gulp in air. "Good, so we understand each other." added Romero, looking
Alex over once more. He certainly was fuckable. Romero felt his dick
getting hard as he loomed over Alex like a shadow. Now wasn't the time or
place to show the boy just how dominate he could be, that would have to
wait until a time when Romero could break him in right. For now, Alex would
just have to live with the knowledge that Romero Rodriguez was the new
Sheriff in town, and that Raul was about to be ran out.

Pt-4

	After breakfast came lunch, as prisoners got a chance to stretch
their legs in the prison Yard, Raymond Sherman (aka –Amahd) and Abdul
Shabott went around recruiting inmates that Muhammad Shaeed had helped in
one form or another over the years, asking them to help form a rally to get
him released from Solitary Confinement.
	All of this was done secretly, as Ray knew his employer Duke would
have a fit if he knew he was helping the enemy.

Pt-5

	Raul met with Duke to officially trade off the Vietnamese street
thug for the favor Duke did for him (unseen but apparently done sometime
between chaps-21 & 22). Duke took the meek Asian into his circle, grinning
from ear to ear as he thought of all the wonderful times he would soon have
training the new bitch to be a good prison-whore.
	Phi-Bui stepped nervously into the clutches of the Negroid inmates,
fearful for he knew what they were planning for him. Duke and his fellow
men were so BIG compared to Phi-Bui's petite 5-7 form (blkm height average
being 6-0), he had to look UP at practically every black man that passed by
him, inquiring to his new `owner' if the "Asian bitch" was for hire yet?

"No..." answered Duke, leading Phi-Bui into his danger-zone. "...not til
I've had the chance to test the pussie and make sure its working properly!"
laughed Duke, squeezing Phi's ass as they walked.
	As usual, Duke would be the first to break in the new cunt, --then
his boiz would get free samples to open the boi-hole good for some serious
fucking before Duke puts him on the market. Phi-Bui's world would never be
the same. He could literally see his life being transformed before him, and
he was totally helpless to stop it.

Pt-6

	Marvin Rollins was in the prison's Weight Room lifting weights with
his new buddy Genuwine. Genuwine felt he needed to "buff up" if he was
going to be taking on Duke Daniels anytime soon. Duke was 6-3, 190 lbs of
thick chocolate coated muscle, even more buff than 250 lbs Marvin, who was
build with more bulk.
	Genuwine knew he needed more power if he were to go toe to toe with
a man who could bench press more than 350 lbs. He still wasn't completely
sure that Marvin Rollins was truly on his team, or if he were working for
Duke against him as a double agent. But Genuwine knew he had little choice
but to trust what Marvin said as true. He needed every ally he could get to
help him bring down a powerhouse like Duke Daniels.

	Beside Genuwine was Marvin Rollins. Fresh from his one night stint
in Solitary Confinement with prison guard Malik Jones, his day just
couldn't be any brighter than if god had lit the skies on fire.
	Having been awakened at 8am, Marvin was led down into the Solitary
Showers where he was allowed to wash all of the cake and icing from the
night before. Prison guard Roberts (Andrew) stood at the entrance staring
at him, Marvin knew by the lump in the officer's pants that he was
interested in what he had between his legs. He'd seen the hungry look in
Malik's eyes once or twice when he really needed a fuck and didn't need to
be coerced into it. But Marvin continued to shower, ignoring the cute young
officer as his dick and balls were properly drained.

"What happened to you last night, man?" asked Genuwine, between rips. "I
heard you were taken down into Confinement for beating up an inmate!"

"Was all bullshit!" answered Marvin, his sweaty muscles glistening as he
worked his chest, biceps, and forearms. "They let me go..., mistaken
identity."

"Mistaken Identity..., who you kidding? Who would mistake your big beefy
ass?" joked Genuwine.
	Just then Marvin spotted officer Malik walking by the entrance of
the weights room. Their eyes locked as Malik slowly strolled by, carrying
his nightstick and swinging it before him discreetly. Marvin chuckled to
himself, causing Genuwine to notice the silent looks between the two men
before Malik disappeared down the hall.

"You got it BAD, boyee!!" laughed Genuwine, causing Marvin's smile to
frown.

"What you talking about?" asked Marvin, checking himself.

"I saw that look you two made! You were practically undressing each other
with your eyes! I feel dirty just standing next to you!"

"Fuck you, asshole!" laughed Marvin, jokingly.
	He continued to lift his weights, as he worried who else might have
looked upon his face and seen his vulnerability? Was officer Malik stealing
away his rough edge, turning him into a house-husband? Marvin knew he
needed to keep his rough edge if he was to survive in prison, going soft
wasn't something you wanted to do in a building full of locked up horny
men!
	Something was going to have to give.

Pt-7

	Duke didn't bother to put a "curtain" up at his bars like most
inmates do when they're about to be intimate with another inmate. Duke left
his cell wide open for any and all to see as he stripped down naked, and
ordered Phi-Bui to do the same.
	The submissive Asian did as told, stripping before the eyes of Duke
and the men lined up at his cell waiting for a show. Phi-Bui found it very
difficult to be submissive after growing up on the rough streets of
Philly. He spent all of his young life fighting for respect, now here he is
in an all male prison, with NONE of his hommies around to help protect
him. All alone, the only Asian in a sea of white, black, and rican faces,
he is forced to do the ultimate male humiliation and submit sexually to
men. Forced to become their cum dispensers as they fuck him and dump loads
into his open but unwilling holes.

	Broken by the Rootboiz (in chap-21, pt-6), Phi walks over to where
Duke sits in his Lazy Boy recliner, his thick dark legs parted as his hard
10 and 1/2 inch black cock stands up ominously from his groin. His eyes
widen with fear as he first sees the huge man-meat waiting for his
mouth. None of the rican inmates who fucked him were that big, or scary
looking. The black cock looked like something more off of a horse than a
human being!
	He knelt down before his new owner, still staring at the cock of
death before him. When Duke pulled his head inward, he began licking the
huge black bar as if painting it with the spit from his tongue. Duke
watched amusingly for awhile as Phi-Bui got acquainted with his new
toy. Duke full intended to have his entire dick shoved down the man's
throat before he finally shoved it up his Asian ass. From the doorway Phi
could head black inmates making lewd comments about his tight petite body,
small ass, and tiny mouth. `How can a whole dick fit in there?' someone
asked, as Phi tried his best to cover the head with his mouth.

	Duke laughed as Phi started to choke from just having the head
embedded. "What've them Puerto-ricans been doing with you if you can't even
suck a dick head yet?"
	Phi ignored the comments as he tried and tried again, hoping that
his failed effort would discourage Duke from wanting him in his
Harem. Unfortunately for Phi, Duke was used to hiring `girls' with no
experience, the trick, was to teach them everything by cramming their
lessons down their throats. After hours of choking on thick black dick and
vomit, even the most reluctant ones learned to suck deep.

	Duke grabbed the back of Phi-Bui's head, and began pushing it down
onto his dick. Phi choked and gagged as 3 to 4 inches was shoved in his
mouth. Duke like fucking reluctant bottoms aggressively, so he hooked his
hands around the victims head (interlocking his fingers) and began pushing
and pulling Phi-Bui's head up and down in his lap.
	Phi choked and gagged as he was forced to take more and more
dick. His body lurched and jerked every time the dick was pumped
forth. Duke organized the blow job so with each new minutes passed, Phi
sucked another inch further down his dick. When the huge lion like head
reached the back of his mouth, he felt the vomit starting to rush up from
his intestines, only to be blocked by the cock clogging his breathing
passage when Duke pushed down into the open throat. Duke felt the vomit
gush around his deeply embedded meat, coating it in what felt like warm
oatmeal. Duke pulled Phi-Bui's face down into his lap, all of his thick 10+
inches down in the throat of his Asian's reddening face. Duke's dick pulsed
and throbbed, the started to shoot into Phi's vomit filled throat.

"AAAARHHHHH...SHIT!!!" groaned Duke, mashing Phi's head in his lap. His
dick pulsed 10 times, pumping thick rich cum into the vomit mix in Phi's
throat. He threw back his head, breathing hard as his orgasm slowly
dead. When he looked back down into his lap, Phi-Bui's red face was turning
purple from a lack of oxygen. Duke gripped a fist full of the Asian's hair
tightly. "When I pull your head up, you'd better NOT vomit on me, or I'll
knock every tooth in your head down your fuckin throat!"
	With that, Duke pulled back on Phi's hair, yanking his mouth up off
his fat pulsing dick. Phi quickly covered his spewing mouth with his hand,
ready to crawl to the toilet and puke when Duke ordered him to; "swallow
it!!" Phi's watery eyes closed shut, as he gulped down the cum and vomit in
his mouth. The acidy fluids burned his esophagus as it journeyed back down
into his stomach.

	Duke grabbed him by his hair and flung him back on his bed. Phi
bounced on the springy mattress as Duke slapped open his legs and
maneuvered himself between his thighs. He pushed Phi's legs up to his
chest, doubling him in half to expose his used anus. Duke knew Asians to be
very submissive, he'd been to dozens of massage parlors and fucked hundreds
of Asian women, and knew they all took his big 10 and 1/2 inch mammoth dick
regardless of how painfully he fucked them, until he came huge amounts of
hot cum deep into their sore and bleeding pussies.
	Since becoming incarcerated, he hadn't had much chance of dunking
his dick in any Asian cunt, he had to settle and rely in what black
boy-pussy he could convert. But when he first saw the small stature
Vietnamese boy walk into the prison, he knew he HAD to have his dick in
that ass.

	Now looking down at the small ass under him, he aimed his rock hard
black pipe up to the used cunt and shove. Phi screamed aloud, vomit
droplets smeared about the corners of his mouth as Duke's spit wet dick
forced into his moist hole.
	Phi had been fucked by Carlos Rodriguez that morning, his asshole
still holding much of his load in his rectum when Duke's fat dick burst
through his ring. Duke loved hearing the Asian scream as he bore through
him, burying his big bone deep into the convulsing track. Phi's asshole
wasn't used to stretching this wide, having housed the cocks of some of the
smaller ricans. Duke's dick felt nearly double the size and width of theirs
as he pushed Phi's knees up to his chest and started pumping. The thick
dick moving in and out of the tightly clinching hole.

	From the door of his cell, inmates watched Duke deflower the
Asian's butt-pussy. They knew he was prepping the whore for them to fuck,
training him how to be a receptive bottom as one of his
prison-bitches. They stroked their hard dicks and imagined fucking him
themselves as Duke's huge muscled ass humped back and forth, sending his
fat dick well deep inside the Asian's guts.

	Phi was forced to lay there and accept the huge black cock as he
looked up into the mean face of his fucker. Duke was a big black man, dark
chocolate skin, round bald head, strong jaw, puffed muscles..., Phi felt
like a child lying under him. Duke fucked into him with hard, deep,
penetrating strokes, using every millimeter of Phi's stretching rectum as
his dick forced its way nearly 11 inches into his body.
	Phi's head flung from side to side as his ass was fucked hard. He
screamed with every thrust, his bowels feeling stuff to bursting.

"Yeah you little bitch..., I've been waiting to fuck this ass ever since I
first saw you!" growled Duke through grit teeth, his sweaty muscles bulging
as he held the Asian boy down and fucked him beyond sex. "I've fucked
hundreds of you lil' bitches! You've got some of the best asses, always
eager to please a dick no matter how much it hurts you! I love shoving my
big dick in one of you and watching your eyes pop when you feel how wide my
dick stretches you! I'm gonna pop this lil pussy for the next few days,
then let my boiz have a turn gang-banging you before I send you out into
the prison as one of my whores! Would you like that, bitch? If you'd like
that, scream for me!" said Duke, thrusting in extra hard to force Phi to
scream aloud. "I knew you'd like it!" he laughed, slapping his hips into
the smaller man's ass.
	Phi felt excruciating pain erupting throughout his insides. His
brain could barely contain the shock to his system as he started to slowly
loose consciousness. Duke slapped him hard across the face, bringing him
back around to reality as he continued to fuck into him. "No bitch! No
sleeping on the fucking job! Keep your eyes open! I want you to see me when
I cum in your pussy!!"

	Phi's eyes stared up at him, looking deep into Duke's angry
eyes. The black man's hips were slapping into the Asian's ass so hard, that
the buns were bruised bright red afterwards. Phi thought his bowels would
burst open before the black man would have a chance to cum. He saw Duke's
angry eyes cross and roll up into his skull, then felt the man's huge fat
cock start to explode inside him.
	Phi was very grateful to feel Duke's cum surge flood through him,
for it meant a temporary end to his torture. Duke cursed and growled like
an animal as he came, losing his strength as his bulging muscles
softened. He pulled his dick from the bottom man's ass, leaving Phi-Bui's
huge asshole feeling loose and empty. Duke rolled back onto his back,
dismissing Phi to go back to his cell in the Rootz cell block until he
could make arrangements for a transfer. The Asian walked awkwardly back to
his cell block, the blacks laughing at him as he tried to walk normally
after having a tree truck stuck up his ass.

	Back in his cell, Carlos (still pissed over Raul giving way his
bitch) forced Phi to strip naked and shoved his 7 inch uncut Puerto-rican
cock up the Asian's sore, cum loose hole. He shoved his hard cock in and
out, through the massive load Duke shot inside as he quickly coated his
cock and helped it slip and slid through easier.

Pt-8

	During `lights out', officer Malik Jones was making his usual
rounds, checking head counts on inmates before lockdown. He noticed that he
couldn't seem to account for two inmates; 19 yr old Emmett Greene, and 21
yr old Shaleem Davis. When Malik reported this to older officer 49 yr old
Reggie Reinhold, Reinhold informed Malik that the two inmates had been
granted transfers by the Warden. Malik thought it was strange as he hadn't
been informed of a transfer in his guarding section, but was told to "drop
it, don't worry about it, they're just convicts" by the older officer.
Malik thought it weird, as he recall several other inmates disappearing and
being `transferred' before. He decided to drop it for now, though he would
look into it in the morning...

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