Date: Tue, 27 Dec 2022 19:09:50 +0000 (UTC)
From: "fritz819@yahoo.com" <fritz819@yahoo.com>
Subject: Welcome to Gayberry - 102

Welcome to Gayberry – 102

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102

As Mrs. Bedford hit the floor at the annex, Kurt and Rafe arrived at
home. The boys had barely been able to keep their hands off each other
since they had confessed their attraction to each other while working in
the clinic. They stopped several times and hid behind trees to kiss, but
only after making sure no one would see them. Once inside the house, they
checked to make sure no one else was home then went up the stairs to Kurt's
bedroom which Rafe had been sharing. The room had twin beds and neither boy
had ever made any attempt to share the other's. They immediately pushed the
beds together and sat down on the soft bedcovers and began kissing
passionately. After a couple of minutes, both boys began to feel shy. Each
of the young boys had been ready to rip the clothes off each other on the
way home and now that they were in the big house all alone, both boys felt
shy and sensed the other was having the same feelings.

"Is something wrong with me?" Kurt asked. "I was ready to get naked all the
way home and now I feel a little, I don't know, kind of shy or something."

"I feel exactly the same and I think I know what it is" Rafe said. "I know
I want to do stuff with you but it ain't stuff I ever done on my own
before. Any sex stuff I ever did was with that preacher Smith. Like I told
the counselor, some of it felt real good even if I didn't have no say in
it. But the truth is that I ain't sure what to do."

Kurt chuckled softly.

"I'm feelin' the exact same way" the boy admitted. "I ain't never done no
sex stuff except what I was told to do by my uncle and a couple of other
men he made me do stuff with. I know it hurt when they put their hard
willies inside of my butt but I think they was tryin' to make it hurt as
much as they could. I heard Dopie and Billy Paul talkin' about how good it
felt to have a dick up inside `em. I do know it feels good to get my
fingers slicked up and put them in my butt. And I really liked havin' that
stretcher all slick and inside of me."

"I never really done any butt stuff except for usin' my own finger and I
was always afraid I'd get caught"" Rafe said. "I'm almost sure the preacher
planned on stickin' his cock in me one night when it was just me and him at
the house, but my maw came home and he got out of there real fast. To be
honest, it scared me and excited me at the same time. Does that make
sense?"

Makes sense to me" Kurt said. "I remember layin' in bed alone a lot of
nights afraid my uncle might come and hurt me and at the same time a part
of me hoped he'd come and put his mouth on my willy and make it feel good."

"I know what you mean" Rafe said. "I've had them same feelings myself. Do
you beat your meat?"

"Of course I do" Kurt said. "Most ever' night and sometimes twice if I wake
up and think about getting' in bed with you. I mostly think about you
whenever I beat my meat. Sometimes I watch the younger boys and how they
play with each other naked and touch each other. I wish I could do that. I
really do. They all seem so comfortable around each other and around their
paws."

"Me too" Rafe said. "Maybe we ain't never goin' to be like those younger
boys till we just make up our minds to do it. That could be all it takes."

"You're probably right" Kurt said. "I don't think I could just do it by
myself but if you was to want to, I'd sure give it my best effort. I mean I
think a lot about you and how I'd like to be naked with you and wantin' to
kiss you and feel of you and just look at you and rub my body against you
and maybe even taste your..."

The boy was blushing now.

"You mean you want to taste my willy? Kurt asked."Cause I know I sure have
been wantin' to taste yours for a while now."

"And I really want to take my time and look at that cock of yours" Rafe
said. "I try to catch looks at it when I can but you're pretty shy and you
always get it covered up with a towel before I had the chance to get my
fill of lookin'. The other day when we let those twins put the condoms on
us was the only time I ever saw you hard. And just seeing you got me hard
as a rock instantly. I was really proud of both of us for doing that but
then afterwards, I felt kind of ashamed for letting myself be seen with a
hardon. I was afraid you'd figure things out and know I was attracted to
you."

"I've felt the same way about you" Kurt said. "You're pretty damn fast with
a towel yourself" Kurt said, realizing he had used a curse word, which made
both boys giggle. "I want to get a look at that thick bush of yours and
maybe run my fingers through it and do most anything you want me to."

"That's what I want too" Rafe said.

The boys then, without another word, leaned in and kissed. Then both of
them began to undress the other, unbuttoning their shirts in record time
and pulling their undershirts over their heads. Rafe stopped to examine
Kurt's bushy pits and to inhale his fresh, clean boy scent.

"You sure do smell good" Rafe told him"

"I bet you do too" Kurt said as the shirtless boys lay on the bed, kissing
passionately and feeling each other's bare skin above their waists. This
went on for several minutes until there was another awkward silence.

"Are you ready to take your pants off because I think I am" Kurt asked his
best friend.

"I sure am" Rafe said. "I can't hardly wait. What if I take yours off and
then you take mine off?"

"That sounds good" Kurt responded. "And I'd like to go real slow and kiss
you and smell you and touch you."

"You can do anything you want to do from here on" Rafe said. "I think maybe
it's time we both start tryin' harder to be open about our bodies. "Hell
the truth is that we are both decent lookin' fellas and we ain't got
nothin' to be ashamed of in the looks or the dick departments."

"I'm ready if you are" Kurt said. "Boy it'd shock the younger boys if they
came home and we was just runnin' around all t he house naked as jaybirds."

"It sure would" Rafe said with a giggle. "Let's both do it and just stop
bein' embarrassed about bein' nekkid. I think our new paw would be real
please if we did that."

"And Mr. Wiliam too" Kurt added. "He talks about how he's always encouraged
his boys to be relaxed when they're naked. I think we'll both be happier
too. Are you ready to take my pants off?"

"I shore as hell am!" Rafe said as they again giggled and shared a sweet
kiss on the lips.

Kurt stood beside the bed right directly in front of his friend. He felt
strangely calm and excited at the same time. He realized he was eager for
this shift in attitudes and it was part of getting over his past and moving
on in his life.

"You really are beautiful" Rafe said in a whisper, feeling a catch in his
throat as he removed Kurt's brown leather belt and unfastened his pants. He
hesitated and Kurt encouraged him to proceed. The boy slowly unzipped the
fly on Kurt's pants, the sound of the zipper being the only sound in the
quiet mansion. He then ran his hand across the handsome young boy's smooth
chest. It was covered in very fine blonde hairs which were essentially
invisible for now but promised great things.

"You're so smooth" Rafe whispered as he ran his hand across the boy's
chest, tweaking one of his nipples, which made Kurt emit a soft whimper.

"Would you like it if I was hairier?" Kurt asked.

"No, no, no" Rafe answered. "I ain't sure you could be any more perfect
than you already are."

Rafe held his buddy's pants as the boy stepped out of each leg and then
watched him remove his socks, leaving him in only a white pair of jockey
briefs. There was a tent in the front which got giggles from both boys.

"You're hard" Rafe said softly. "So am I and I ain't even got my pants
off. Can I touch it?"

"Of course you can" Kurt said. "I told you that you can do whatever you
want and I meant it. I want your hands all over me. That means
everywhere. I want my hands all over you and that means my mouth too. Is
that all right?"

"It's more than all right" Rafe said. "You might ought to get my pants off
cause I'm afraid I'm gonna spew before I even touch my pecker. I ain't
never felt so excited and nobody's ever seen me hard except that asshole
preacher. Will you be mad if I spew too fast? Sometimes I just touch it and
it goes. Mrs. Dykes said I had a hair trigger and I think that's what she
meant."

"You just let it go when it wants to" Kurt said. "I bet it gets hard again
in no time and the second time won't be as fast. At least that's how mine
works."

"Yep" Rafe said. "Me too. Sometimes at night with you sleepin' in that bed
next to me, I would imagine I could hear you beatin' your meat but I ain't
really hearin' nothin' It's just my mind playin' tricks on me"

"No, It probably weren't" Kurt said with a shy smile. "I've beat my meat
plenty of times thinkin' about you in that bed next to mine and that made
my dick so hard it almost killed me to just lay there with my dick about to
bust. One night, I could hear you snorin' real soft and I got out of bed. I
really wanted to just look a t you and maybe touch you. I kneeled by your
bed for the longest and you didn't wake up. Then I slid my hand under your
covers. I felt your bare leg and I started spewin' all over myself. I'd
have died if you had woke up and caught me. I never tried that again but I
sure did want to."

"I wish you had woke me up cause if you had we wouldn't have wasted this
time we could've been havin' fun" Rafe said. "Now you want me to stand up
and let you take my pants off?"

"I shore do" Kurt said. "I think we're still talkin' a lot cause we're
still a little nervous. But that's all right."

Kurt removed Rafe's belt and lay it on the bed beside him. The boy had a
very obvious tent in his pants and Kurt ran his hand across it, delighting
in the feel of the boy's hardon. Rafe had a sharp intake of breath as he
felt his best buddy's hand touching his hardon through his pants. He tried
to will himself not to spew but he knew he couldn't hold off long. Kurt
unzipped the fly and slid them down Rafe's more muscled legs. The boy had a
nice tan and significant musculature from doing yard work which made Kurt
even more excited as he ran his hand down Rafe's muscled calf and then back
up his thigh, ending at the leg opening of his briefs. Kurt wanted so badly
to slide his hand into the opening and touch his friend's bare penis but he
managed to control himself and hold the pants for Rafe to step out of
them. Then before Rafe could react, Kurt quickly jerked his underwear down
to his ankles and engulfed Rafe's thick uncut boy cock all the way into his
mouth. Rafe gasped and began to shoot his load into Kurt's mouth. Kurt had
been taught to suck a dick by his uncle who would slap him if he didn't do
it well. To avoid getting beaten, the boy had wisely practiced his skills
on bananas and had developed as a skilled cocksucker. Only later would he
learn that Rafe had done the same thing, hoping to be able to suck cock
well enough that the man wouldn't take his butthole.

"Oh fuck, fuck,fuck, fuck" Rafe said loudly as he unloaded into handsome
Kurt's mouth. Kurt took every drop of the boy's sweet cream. Kurt found it
remarkable how sweet the cum load was compared to that of the older men he
had been forced to service and he savored each drop.

 Rafe finally quit spewing and collapsed onto the bed, his underwear still
around his ankles. Quickly getting rid of the underwear, he pulled Kurt
down on the bed and began to kiss him, starting at the boy's gorgeous
smooth chest and quickly moving down to his underwear which he immediately
removed and threw across the room where they landed on a lampshade. He then
attacked the boy, licking his little blonde treasure trail and then licking
his thick blonde bush He then went for the boy's nut sack and sucked the
entire thing into his hungry, wet mouth. Kurt lay back and enjoyed the
sensations his friend was giving him. Then Rafe's mouth engulfed his cock
and he absolutely started gasping. He had been forced to suck his uncle and
his uncle's buddies but they had never reciprocated, only offering the
occasional disinterested hand job. It was the first time he felt another
human mouth on his cock and it was amazing to the innocent boy. Kurt was in
heaven with his best friend's hot mouth taking his hard cock to the root
and stroking it in and out. While he sucked, Rafe was running both his
hands over every inch of the boy's body. Then Rafe surprised his friend by
removing his mouth from Kurt's cock, spreading his legs and diving in
between his legs to start lapping at the boy's asshole. Kurt had never
experienced that or even knew it could be done. The only attention his hole
ever got from the older men was when they might or might not spit on it
before jabbing their hardons into him. So Kurt was amazed at the feelings
from getting his pretty hole rimmed. It was so good, in fact, that he
suddenly began to spurt his hot, creamy cum. Rafe saw what was happening
and quickly got his mouth back on Kurt's hard cock to get almost all of his
cum load. With three short minutes, the boys were again kissing
passionately, Kurt on top of Rafe, their beautiful boy bodies with nothing
now between them.

"Can we do that again when I can get hard?" Rafe asked.

"We sure can, buddy" Kurt answered, kissing his friend. "We can do this
again and again and again and again. Pretty much anytime we want except
when we're workin' and I bet the doc wouldn't even mind if we cleaned out
that little storage room so we could hide out in there and do it if we ever
got the urge too strong to wait."

Rafe started laughing at the thought and Kurt laughed with him. It was the
sound of two young, damaged boys who had started to heal and who had just
become lovers.

Back at Randy's former home which was now serving as the Statesville Prison
Women's Annex, Mrs. Bedford regained consciousness quickly after having a
pitcher of water poured on her head. She had fainted in shock when she
walked into the dining room to find the sheriff, the warden, Arnold, and
William all standing naked beside their chairs at the dining table. When
she opened her eyes, Randy was kneeling on one side of her face and Warden
Biden on the other, their thick, uncut, flaccid cocks dangling within
inches of her face. She screamed when she saw the sight and Aunt Flea knelt
to calm her.

"Tara, dear, settle down" Aunt Flea said to her friend, barely able to take
her eyes off the huge cocks of the black warden and her own nephew. "Our
guests just found it really warm in here after we had the ovens going all
morning and decided to be more comfortable. After all, you were a married
woman so I'm sure it isn't anything you haven't seen after having a husband
and three sons."

"I certainly would never have allowed my husband or my sons to parade
around nude in our home!" the woman gasped. "It's simply unthinkable. And I
see how you're eyeing those...those...penises. You should avert your eyes
as any decent white southern woman should do. There's no excuse for men
behaving like those African wild animals. "This is Gayberyy where people
behave with modestly. Not the colony where they all run around naked and
just fornicate all day and all night!"

"If you women are headed up to Statesville and that does look like where
all of this is headed, you both need to become accustomed to nudity, both
your own and the people around you" the warden said. "That prison has all
group showers and body cavity searches on a regular basis. You will have
absolutely no privacy so it's time you get accustomed to that. As a matter
of fact, with the new prisoner coming here today, both of you will have
body cavity searches when we finish our lunch. All prisoners except those
who are pregnant are required to undergo thorough body searches when a new
prisoner is brought in."

"And just who do you plan on having to conduct these body searches" Tara
Bedford asked. "It is my understanding the doctor and his two young
assistants are out of town."

"I would prefer the doctor do them but I am trained in the process and
authorized to do so with any prisoner incarcerated in our state prison
system" the warden replied." So I will be conducting the searches and I
hope that the sheriff will assist me."

"You better be thinking again if you think you'll be putting those nigger
hands on my body, Warden Biden!" Mrs. Bedford said angrily. "Why we've
lynched porch monkeys for less than that. In my day..."

"Shut the fuck up, you nasty cunt!" the sheriff said as he backhanded her
right in the face. "I've heard enough from you to last me a lifetime. It's
time for you to shut the fuck up! One more word out of you and I will put
your ugly goddamned face right through that motherfucking wall! We will
conduct the searches exactly as we are instructed by the warden. He is in
charge here!"

"Well, why don't you tell your dear Aunt Flea to stop looking at the big
fat monkey peter like she's a dog looking at a bone" Mrs. Bedford said to
the sheriff angrily. "She needs to get her fingers out of her cunt too."

Sure enough, Aunt Flea could not take her eyes off the warden's fat, uncut
meat except to occasionally look at her own nephew's thick, uncut cock.

"Miss Flea, I do think you like the looks of this uncut, black dick, don't
you" the warden chuckled. "I guess a white woman of your stature ain't had
a chance to get up close and personal with many black dicks. I ain't sure
it's any bigger than that dickmeat your handsome nephew has hanging between
his legs. I believe you'd love to have either one of these cocks stuffed in
that puffy, gray-haired cunt of yours but I also am afraid that might make
your cunt-lapping girlfriend jealous and we wouldn't want that."

The other men exploded with laughter as the warden reached for Aunt Flea's
hand which she was using to finger her clitoris and guided it to his thick,
soft cock.

"Have a feel of that meat, Miss Gaylor" the warden said in a very low, sexy
voice. "You really like that and I can tell you're wonderin' how big that
thing gets when it's hard. You're wondering how it would feel to have a
piece of meat like that stuffed in that puffy cunt of yours, aren't you?"

Aunt Flea was speechless, so mesmerized was she by the warden's and her
nephew's fat cocks.

"I bet Randy won't mind letting you touch that fat piece he's got swinging
between his legs" Eamon said. "You mind Randy?"

"I don't see why not" the sheriff said as he guided his aunt's other hand
to his thick, flaccid cock. Aunt Flea was now stroking both huge, soft
cocks, sliding their foreskins back and forth over their cockheads as she
breathed heavily.

"Flea, stop that immediately!" Mrs. Bedford shouted at her friend. "Don't
you see they're just trying to make a fool out of you?  I will not have any
friend of mine behaving in this manner, stroking a big fat monkey dick and
the penis of her own family member!"

"I think your girlfriend's getting upset, Miss Flea, so we better stop all
this right now" the warden said as he removed her hand from both cocks and
the men returned to a standing positions. Aunt Flea was still sitting in
the floor, still unable to take her eyes off the flaccid cocks.

"I think we're ready to enjoy this delicious meal now" the warden
said. "After all, our prisoner's been sitting out in that van for a while
now and I'm sure the armed guards I left with her are probably ready for a
piss break."

"I had completely forgotten that my wife was out in that van" William
laughed. "I guess time just flies when you're having fun!"

All the men had a good laugh as Flea and Tara headed back to the kitchen
and the men began to pass the delicious food.

"I've been invited to spend the weekend here in Gayberry out at the ranch
Dr. Foster owns" the warden said. "Arnold invited me and I think I'd enjoy
spending time with all of your boys and Dale Mason. Not to mention that
handsome young deputy."

"That's wonderful!" William said. "I know the boys will be delighted to
have you as will Dale. I think you'll enjoy getting to meet Sarge as
well. I think the two of you may have much in common."

"I don't mind telling you guys that the warden brought out my submissive
side while we were upstairs" Arnold said. "It's been a long time. I hadn't
experienced it since I left the navy. I think he reminded me of a superior
officer I hat when I was serving on the ship.

I ain't sure what you're talkin' about" Randy said.

"A lot of men have a dominant or submissive side" William said. "Some men
actually experience both at different times in their lives. So many men
never get the opportunity to experience it and live out their
fantasies. You have to be really attuned to others to have it happen."

"That's true" the warden said. "I'm not sure I can explain it. There was
just something in Arnold's voice that I picked up on. Then when I looked in
his eyes, I knew that he was needing more than just the usual bullshit. He
had a deeper need for a strong male to dominate him and instruct him."

"I can't explain it either" Arnold said. "But I sure enjoyed it and I hope
to have more of it. I really wanted him to fuck me but we knew it was rude
to keep you guys waiting for your lunch. I'm hoping we can find some time
during the weekend for him to fuck me. I can't tell you how much I want him
on top of me, slamming that big, fat cock into me."

"I want that too, boy and we'll find the time" the warden said.

"You'll certainly enjoy it" William said. "My younger son can't stop
talking about how the warden's cock made him feel. He may be a dominant
kind of macho guy, but he's a gentle, proficient lover. I watched him in
action with Billy Paul and I will never forget the sounds that boy made
while Eamon, slid that monster cock in and out of him."

"Ummm, we better change the subject or I won't make it through lunch"
Arnold said as the men all enjoyed a laugh.

"I imagine those two guards watching Mrs. Walker are probably in need of a
mean piss by now" the warden said. "I better step out and give them a
chance to urinate before they burst."

"Is everything ready to bring my cunt of a wife down in her cell?" William
asked.

"The matron said everything was ready when we arrived." Randy said. "Are
you feelin' okay about this?"

"Absolutely" said William. "My life has been so much better with her in
Statesville and my son of a bitch father in law locked up at the
quarters. I didn't know just how good life could be. But it is best to get
her back here so she can be in protective custody until my son is born. I
know that she can be monitored 24/7 by the matrons. They are both very
capable and I think this is a good move."

"Especially after what happened" the warden said. "I don't know if William
has shared it with you guys but Mrs. Walker almost succeeded in harming her
baby. Apparently one of my prisoners got word who she was and managed to
talk to her. She told the prisoner that P.T. would find favor with him if
he would just get her a wire coat hanger. It's quite clear she planned to
use it to get rid of the baby she is carrying. He got caught when he went
through a metal detector he wasn't aware of. As a result I have absolutely
forbidden any males at all in the women's units at Statesville. He finally
confessed after six hours in the hell cell, getting raped by the meanest
fuckers in the prison. He's still in our intensive care ward bleeding out
his ass and he's missing his right nipple. Once he's healed, I'm shipping
his ass down to Angola. He won't survive a month in that fucking rock
quarry. I had been lax about allowing gay inmates to serve as trustees in
the women's cells. That will not happen again. Those women prisoners are
crazy for a dick. They don't care what it looks like or how ugly the man
it's hanging on might be. They just want dick. I usually look the other way
at all of them lapping cunts. That's just going to happen. But now there
will be absolutely no men allowed except the very few who no longer have
testicles. Most of them develop a deep hatred for women anyway."

"Do you think she'll be safe here?" Randy asked? "We don't have no metal
detectors in our little annex."

"You do now" the warden said. "I've brought two portable units with wands
which are extremely sensitive.  Anyone entering or leaving the downstairs
cell area will be required to strip completely nude and undergo having the
wands waved over their bodies. If they are set off, a full body cavity
search will be conducted. It's the only way to make sure the prophetess,
Mrs. Dykes, and Mrs. Walker are not able to harm the babies they are
carrying. The matron will be instructed on use of the wands by the guards
who are currently with Mrs. Walker."

"Thank you for being so conscientious" William said. "It would be
devastating for anything to happen to this child. Even though he is not
from my seed. I already love him and would be upset beyond belief it that
cunt managed to do anything to harm him."

"I don't know about you boys but I wouldn't mind a cigarette after that
delicious meal" Randy said. "Anyone care to join me out on the porch for a
cigarette?"

"I'd love one" William said. "But we probably better at least put our
drawers on."

"Goddamn, I nearly forgot I was naked!" Randy said. "That shore is a change
for a man who barely a month ago wouldn't let his own son see him in his
underwear!"

The men all put on their underwear, leaving off shirts since it was so warm
outside. They were enjoying their cigarettes on the front porch as two
uniformed guards brought Mrs. Walker up the steps into the house. She was
cursing the guards, complaining that she had been needing to urinate for
over an hour and generally just giving the guards hell. Then she saw
William.

"Well, well, well, my dear, beloved husband!" she said, attempting to spit
at William but missing by several feet. "I should've known you were behind
this, bringing me back to this goddamned shithole of a fucking town."

"Ah, dear wife, how nice to see that your mouth is still a prayer book!"
William said with a laugh. All the others laughed also which seemed to
infuriate Mrs. Walker.

"Fuck you, you sorry goddamned asshole!" Judith said to her husband. "You
ought to know by now that you'll never fucking win against me and my
father. I don't know where he is but I'd be willing to bet if you ever
manage to catch him, it won't be for long. You and your self-righteous
little bastards. Why oh why didn't I listen to my father?"

"You mean when you were in bed fucking him?" William asked. "When he was
poking his cock in his own daughter? Oh yeah, he's talked a lot. Pain has a
way of making men talk."

"Daddy would never do that" Judith said hesitatingly, a bit of doubt
beginning to creep into her mind. "My father would never say a word that
could prove damaging to me."

"He tried to put it in my mind that Johnny was actually his kid instead of
mine. He told me he was fucking you. I might have believed it except that
Johnny is the spitting image of me and he looks nothing like you or your
sorry-assed father. It's doubtful you'll ever see the old son of a bitch
again. But he's talked plenty. Apparently he's much more fond of his own
cock than he is his own daughter and fuckbuddy. He even implicated you in
the attempted kidnapping of my sons and me."

Judith looked shocked to hear these words and obviously couldn't discern
whether her husband was bluffing. She managed to keep her cool.

"Go fuck yourself" William!"she said. "You always were more hot air than
hard dick!"

"That's not what you said on those nights when you were begging me to stick
it in you" William said with a smile. "I remember how you used to beg me to
stick my hard dick in you and lick that puss. I can't believe I ever fell
for your bullshit. You're nothing not but a washed up drunk."

"Fuck you!" she shouted.

Judith was wearing a standard orange jumpsuit as all the Statesville
prisoners did.

"Take that jumpsuit off her and run the wands over her before you go
downstairs, guys" the warden said. "Better safe than sorry and I don't want
any contraband getting in there. You don't have to do a cavity search
unless the wands indicate a problem since the bitch is pregnant.

"If you think you're stripping me down in front of all these men, you're
crazier than you look, nigger!" she screamed.

"On second thought, I am going to change my mind on this" the warden
said. "Take the bitch back out on the porch and strip her ass naked. She
needs to learn not to fuck with us. Mrs. Walker, you need to learn some
motherfucking manners."

The two burly guards began to remove the jumpsuit. It was necessary to
briefly uncuff her hands and remove the spreader bar on her ankles to do
so. Judith Walker struggled to get away but she was no match for the
muscular guards who just laughed at her useless attempts.

"You fucking bastards!" she yelled at the two young men. "You just want to
ogle my nice titties and this pussy. I know how you are. Just like my sorry
ass husband except now he's turned into a cocksucking faggot. Isn't that
right, William? You really love sucking dicks and getting fucked in your
asshole!"

Aunt Flea and Mrs. Bedford heard the commotion and came out of the
kitchen. They had put their uniforms back on. When the sheriff saw that, he
was unhappy.

"Did Eliza tell you bitches you could put them uniforms back on?" the
sheriff asked.

"That lazy bitch is still napping as far as I know" Mrs. Bedford said
haughtily.

"Get em off!" the sheriff said in his quietly threatening voice. "Get them
goddamned things off right this minute or I will beat you until you run
screamin' out that front door and then I'll chase you with that ping pong
paddle all the way to the court house and back letting the whole town see
your skanky asses get beat to a fuckin' pulp! Get em off right this fuckin'
minute."

Both women scrambled to get out of the uniforms and were naked in
seconds. . When the two young prison guards saw Flea and Tara naked, they
both broke into laughter.

"What's so funny, boys?" the warden asked them.

"Sorry, warden, but that skinny one has to be the one you told us about
whose pussy caught on fire at the pageant. There's barely a hair left and
what's left are singed" one of the boys said.

"Mrs. Bedford, you have become famous in this state for having caught your
pussy on fire at the Miss Gayberry Pageant and showing it off to our entire
town!" the warden said as they all enjoyed a good laugh at Mrs. Bedford's
expense.

Mrs. Bedford could do nothing but stand there, completely naked, her
breasts hanging to her waist and her pussy most bare, and glare at the men
in the room.

"By the way, these guards are Raymond and Jason, two of my very best guys"
the warden said. "Their father has been at Statesville since two days
before I came there and he is my most trusted guy. Ray and Jay are going to
be just as good. They are two of the guards I was telling you about who
have helped me get back in good physical condition."

"They're both certainly in fine shape" William said. "There's obviously no
shortage of muscles up at Statesville Prison."

"You're just seeing their biceps in those short sleeved shirts" the warden
said. "Both boys have thighs you absolutely wouldn't believe.  Boys, these
guys appreciate all the hard work it takes to get in tip top shape. Would
you two be comfortable shucking those pants and letting my buddies see how
you've developed all your leg muscles?"

"No, sir, warden" Jay said. "You know we're comfortable not wearing much
clothes. And we sure ain't a bit shy."

"I guess it comes from us livin' with just our dad" Ray said. "Mama left
when we were so young neither one of us even remembers her. It's been just
us and our dad. Neither of us would have it any other way."

"Their father has done a great job raising these boys" the warden
said. "Their mother was a nurse in the prison infirmary and she ended up
running off with a prisoner she helped to escape. They both served prison
time after the escape. Then the boy's mother wanted to come back but their
dad told her to get lost.

"Yeah, I don't think dad's heard from her in years" Ray said.

"And neither one of us cares if she's alive or dead" Jay said. "Our dad is
the world to us and he's all we need."

"Are you guys twins?" William asked. "You certainly resemble each other."

"No, sir, but we're real close in age" Jay answered. "We're only ten and a
half months apart. Dad said the first time he put it to mother after Ray
was born, I was conceived.  So we're probably about as close as brothers
can be without being twins. "

"So lose those pants if you want to and let these guys see a couple of
prime specimens of Statesville manhood" the warden said.

Both boys unbuckled their belts and dropped their trousers, revealing very
well developed thighs and calves. Both boys were wearing tight fitting
jockey briefs with obvious bulges.  Neither had hairy legs and William
wondered if they shaved their lower extremities.

"Why don't you get rid of your shirts and undershirts too" the warden
suggested. "The men in Gayberry don't bother with clothes when it's not
necessary."

The brothers then removed their shirts and undershirts, revealing bulging
biceps and smooth chests with large brown nipples. The only hair in sight,
besides from thick brown hair in their pits, we slight treasure trails of
darker brown hair which disappeared into their briefs.

Now all of the men in the room were wearing only their underwear and the
three women were completely nude.

"Raymond and Jason will demonstrate for you how the wands work" the warden
said. "The matrons know how to use them but Ray and Jay will do a skills
check to be absolutely sure they are using them properly before they leave"
the warden explained. "It is probably a good idea for you men to learn to
use them as this is the best way to keep contraband and dangerous objects
out of the cells downstairs."

"Thank you for doing this, warden" the sheriff said. "We shore don't want
nothin' happenin' to our prisoners, especially them t has got precious
cargo in their bellies. Since my aunt and Mrs. Bedford has been misbehavin'
so bad today, do you think it's a good idea to go ahead and do full body
cavity searches on them? There's a lot of stuff that could be used for
weapons in that kitchen."

"That's an excellent idea" the warden said. "I could have Ray and Jay check
your aunt and I could do the one on Mrs. Bedford."

"You better not try to put your goddamned monkey hands on me, nigger!" she
lashed out.

Randy, expecting some type of verbal outburst, had the cattle prod behind
him and gave her a good, strong jolt of electricity which caused her entire
body to at first go rigid and then crumple to the floor.

"You better stand up straight right here and right now or I'll ram this
motherfucker up your nasty cunt and keep it turned on till your fucking
black heart stops beating" the sheriff said quietly to the woman, who had
begun to sob.

"Them tears don't work on me no more, bitch and you have your good buddy,
my aunt, to thank for that. That cunt used that shit for years to
manipulate me" Randy said in his soft, low voice. " So hush the fuck up and
do exactly as the warden instructs you to fucking do unless you want to
find out how this cattle prod feels up your ugly, hairless pussy!."

Both women knew that when Sheriff Gaylor used his low, soft voice that he
was the most dangerous. The warden took the wand and began to wave it over
Mrs. Bedford's totally nude body, beginning with her arms, which he had her
raise over her head. He then ran it down each side of her body and back up.

"Good" he said. "The metal detector isn't picking up anything but I think
it's essential that I now proceed with the cavity search. I'd normally
place my subject on an examination table but, since we don't have that,
Mr. Bedford, I'd like you to lean over the back of the sofa here and extend
your arms to where they are touching the floor.

"If you think I'm going to expose my backside to a nig..." she began.

Her voice trailed off when she saw the warden had the cattle prod in his
hand with the finger on the button. The device was within inches of her
naked body so she silently did as instructed, leaning her tall body over
the back of the sofa and reaching the floor, completely exposing her naked
backside to the warden and all the other men in the room. It was a totally
humiliating position to be in and a totally humiliating situation for a
woman who had once been the queen of Gayberry society. The warden set down
the prod and began to run his large, dark hands up the woman's bare legs
from ankle to thigh and down again. He did this several times as the men in
the room tried to suppress their laughter. Mrs. Bedford was repulsed by
having the man's hands on her so badly that she was quivering and trying to
suppress her extreme humiliation and rage.

"Now see, this isn't so bad, is it?" the warden asked nicely as he knelt
behind the woman and took a butt cheek in each hand, spreading them apart
to visualize her most private spot. "I need you to help me out by spreading
your cheeks for me so I can use my flashlight to make sure you have not
inserted anything into your anus which could be used as a weapon."

The woman was absolutely furious, but she took the threat of electrocution
seriously so she did as instructed, silently hoping and praying this ordeal
would soon be over and that no one in the town would hear about any of
it. The warden then lubricated his vert long, thick index finger with
lubricating jelly and, unseen by Mrs. Bedford, jammed it into her anus. She
was not expecting the action and she let out a howl like a wounded
animal. All the men observing the action howled with laughter.

"Hold still and this will be over soon" the warden said. "If you start
moving, I will have to put you on your back and do a more thorough
examination. You will like that even less. I think I am feeling something
up there. Have you inserted any objects into your anus at any time you have
been working in the kitchen today, Mrs. Bedford?"

"Of course I haven't done that!" she replied angrily. "Normal, decent
humans don't do such things but you wouldn't know what normal, decent
humans do."

The warden had withdrawn his fingers and without warning, he then
reinserted his index finger along with the long finger and she began to
howl and wail again as he dug his fingers around as if to make certain no
objects were hidden in that body cavity. He finally removed his fingers and
wiped them on some tissues which Ray handed to him.

"Nothin up there" the warden said. "Now we need to do the other side and
this sofa won't work. Sheriff, do you think you might help me clear off the
dining room table to use in my examination?"

"Why of course, warden" the sheriff said as he grabbed the linen tablecloth
and pulled it off with one move, knocking the vase full of fresh flowers
and a pair of candlesticks crashing into the floor.

"Not a problem" the sheriff said. "Y'all bitches clean this mess up when
the warden is done and I better not hear a fuckin' complaint out of either
of you. Now warden, I guess you want Mrs. Bedford to climb up here on the
table and lay down on her back. Is that right?"

"Exactly" the warden said with a smile as he moved a chair into position
for the woman to step on. She was reluctant to follow the command but
terrified of further shocks. Her friend sensed her reluctance.

"Go ahead, Tara, there's no avoiding this" Aunt Flea said. "Just do it and
get it over with. Once we're done we can have some peace and quiet. And I
hope you will learn at some point to keep that smart mouth of yours shut."

"My aunt's just bullshittin' you, Mrs. Bedford" the sheriff said with a
chuckle. "She wants you to hurry up and get done so she can get these two
young bucks from the prison puttin' their fingers in her horny cunt. You
ain't foolin' nobody any more ever again, Flea."

Aunt Flea blushed, knowing she had been caught out as she moved her hand
down to her hairy puss. Her eyes kept darting back and forth between the
two young and handsome prison guards, both of whom filled out their briefs
so nicely. She was feeling extremely horny as she imagined having the hands
of both boys on her body and she was trying to figure out a way she could
have some private time with the boys out of the sight of her nephew and his
friends. Without even realizing it, she was now fingering herself with her
eyes closed in full view of the men in the room.

"Aunt Flea, get your fingers outta your fuckin' snatch" Randy ordered with
a laugh. "Don't you know that fingerin' your cunt in front of strangers
ain't somethin' a southern gentlelady would ever do? And when we're all
done here, I want you and the Bedford bitch to go back in the kitchen and
heat things up. I want you to fix nice plates for the brothers, our guests
from Statesville. Just make sure you double wash your hands after having
one stuck halfway up your ugly cunt!"

The men in the room cracked up as the sheriff chided his aunt and gave her
further orders.

"Okay now, Mrs. Bedford, just try to relax and this won't take too long"
the warden said with his broad smile, showing his perfect, gleaming white
teeth. "If you will just cooperate, we can be done in a flash."

"Just do it, monkey man!" the woman said hatefully. "You've finally got
what you been wanting all your life. A white woman who is the cream of
society and a former Miss Gayberry tied down naked in front of you so you
can ravish her body and stick that nasty gorilla dick of yours inside. Go
ahead. Have at it, but you will pay. Things may be changing but it will
never be acceptable for one of y'all to fuck one of us."

"Oh, Mrs. Bedford, don't flatter yourself" the warden said, still
smiling. "In the first place, you are by no means tied down. In the second
place, I have no intention of putting my penis inside that worn-our, burned
up, hairless thing you call a cunt. I wouldn't put my prize pecker anywhere
near that nasty thing. I intend to be professional. The purpose of this
examination is to ensure that you have not secreted any weapons or other
dangerous objects inside your body orifices. I have no interest otherwise.
Now I'm going to assist you in spreading your legs and if you will just
shut your nasty mouth and cooperate, we can make quick work of this
unpleasantness. And I can assure you it is more unpleasant for me than it
is for you."

The warden ran his hands up and down her legs from ankle to thigh, his
fingers inching ever closer to her vagina. Mrs. Bedford had now closed her
eyes, being totally humiliated, splayed open in front of a room full of
strangers and men in the community.

"If my dear husband were here, none of this would be happening"
Mrs. Bedford said, her eyes still closed.

"Too bad you decided to drown his ass in your swimmin' pool so he ain't
here to save you" the sheriff remarked as the entire room broke into
laughter.

The warden was now spreading her labia with his long, elegant fingers.

"This is a very large clitoris" he remarked. "One of the larger ones I have
seen, although not even close to the size of the one on the
prophetess. Nonetheless, it is considerable."

The warden then inserted a speculum of stainless steel and opened her
vagina wider as he used a penlight to visualize inside the woman's
vagina. He invited all the other men in the room to inspect the vagina. All
of the men did that, putting their hands all over the woman's private
regions. The warden eventually said the examination was complete.

"We're all done, Mrs. Bedford and I feel comfortable in saying that there
are no hidden weapons on your person" he said, as he offered his hand to
assist her in getting off the table. "You may return to the cell area when
the sheriff feels it is appropriate for you to do so."

She slapped his hand away, refusing his assistance. Unbeknownst to her, the
sheriff had moved the chair she had used to climb up onto the table so she
fell into the floor as she tried to get down. Of course the men found it
funny.

"Are you ready for me now, warden" Aunt Flea asked in her sing song voice,
looking eager for the attention she was anticipating.

"Yes, we are, Miss Gaylor, but I've had second thoughts about Raymond and
Jason doing the examination" the warden said. "I think their time will be
better spent if they go ahead and get dressed and take our van up to
Folly's Service station to get it checked out. Arnold has volunteered to
accompany them to make sure the vehicle is safe for the trip back to
Statesville."

"Oh no" Aunt Flea said, look crestfallen. "They are such lovely boys and I
was looking forward to..."

"Shut up, Flea!" Mrs. Bedford said angrily. "Can't you see you're making a
goddamned fool of yourself. He was never going to have those handsome boys
touch you. He just wanted to expose you as the dick-hungry slut you are and
you've always been. You fawning over those boys who were half your age or
even younger. You are a silly fool who looks ridiculous chasing ever pecker
in town. You disgust me and we are finished as friends!"

The warden then dismissed the young brothers, assuring them their food
would be ready for them upon returning from Folly's.

"The warden has agreed to let me and William do a little bit of on the job
trainin' the sheriff said. "So we'll be assistin' with your body search,
Aunt Flea. We never know when we may be called upon to do this so let's get
on with it."

"But, Randy, this isn't seemly, given that we are blood-related" Aunt Flea
said. "No, I'd much rather have those young men from the prison do my..."

"This is not your choice, Miss Taylor" William said gruffly. "Now get your
ass bent over the sofa the way you saw Mrs. Bedford doing. And spread those
fat fucking ass cheeks and do it fast."

"William's right" the sheriff added. "Move that fat ass. We ain't got all
fuckin' day to mess with you bitches! Get your ass bent over that sofa and
spread them gigantic ass cheeks. Get a move on, you dogfaced bitch!"

The warden excused himself to send Arnold and the young guards on their
way. As they left, he told Arnold that the boys enjoyed playing with their
father and he thought they might be up for some fun with him. Arnold had a
big smile as he escorted the young boys out the front door.

Aunt Flea was disheartened, realizing she would likely never get to look at
or touch what the handsome young guards had in their tight jockey
briefs. But she was excited at the thought of handsome William and the
warden putting their hands on her. She had mixed feelings about her nephew
being present but she had been intrigued by the sight of his thick uncut
meat earlier in the day. She realized she would like to at least get a
better look and at least touch it, even if it was forbidden for her to
taste it or get it inside her.

"Randy, she's having trouble holding those fat cheeks apart" William said
as he lubed his fingers. "Could you maybe spread that ass a little more
open for me, please."

"Of course I can, my friend" the sheriff said as he grabbed the woman'
buttocks roughly and spread them as far as they would go, causing his
aunt's hole to gape as she howled in pain.

"Not so rough, Randy" she said. "I'm not used to this kind of thing.."

"You lying bitch!" Mrs. Bedford said angrily as she observed what was going
on with her friend. "You told me that that drycleaner liked it better
sticking it in your back door than he did the front door. You said the same
thing about that handyman you moved in here and fucked right under your
nephew's nose. You said it hurt the first time he did it but that you came
to like taking it in the ass. You just are incapable of telling the
truth. Or why don't you tell your precious nephew the truth about the time
you claimed to be kidnapped by Briscoe Charling and his four sons. That man
was just crazy to marry you till he came back from hunting one day and
found you laid up naked in bed with one of his sons fucking you in the
pussy, one fucking your mouth and the other two beating their meat and
waiting their turn. He brought you back and dumped you. You were too
goddamned sorry even for those mountain, backward motherfuckers. Tell the
truth, Flea, for once in your fucking life!""

"Shut your mouth, Tara!" Aunt Flea snapped. "Don't you realize my nephew is
right here beside me hearing all of this" "There are matters which should
be kept private, not broadcast to the world."

Aunt Flea managed to crane her neck around to see William donning a latex
glove on his left hand.

"You don't need to use a glove" she said. "I assure you I am totally and
completely disease free. I think the exam will be much more comfortable for
me without the use of a glove."

"Ma'am, with all due respect, I'll feel better having a protective barrier
between my skin and yours" William said. "After hearing about all the nasty
men you've fucked, I just don't think I want to risk picking up some nasty
germs."

"Don't believe everything you hear from Tara" Aunt Flea said. "Those poor
little Charling boys were so lonely after their sister, Charlene married
that Cub Walsh and left Briscoe and his sons all alone in that cabin. Those
boys had been used to getting it from their sister every night and suddenly
she was gone. I felt sorry for those boys and I just wanted to be a good
stepmother. But she's telling lies. I never did the things she says. If I
did anything, it was only to use my hands on those boys. I have never been
married and I am continuing to save myself for my husband when the right
man comes along."

Both the sheriff and the warden were laughing at what they were hearing.

"All right, Miss Taylor, I'm just going to check your back door here nice
and easy" William said.

"Well all right, Aunt Flea said. "Just go easy. It's been a while since
anybody..."

Aunt Flea then emitted a blood-curdling scream as William inserted his
entire latex-covered fist into her hole.  She was screaming and wailing and
begging him to stop as she felt her body was being split into two
parts. She was squirming and trying to get away from the painful invading
fist but the warden and William held her down as William inserted, removed,
and reinserted five times.

"Take that goddamned thing out of my fucking asshole, you imbecile!" she
screamed. "It hurts, you fucking idiot! Get it out now!"

William then roughly pulled his fist out of the woman, leaving her hole
gaped open and oozing lubricant.

"That's really nasty" William said. "I'm glad I decided to use a glove."

The others continued to howl with laughter as Aunt Flea tried to resume
normal breathing and William ordered her to get up onto the table. She made
it onto the table with the assistance of William and the warden and lay
back, a smile on her face as she spread her legs, exposing her puffy gray,
hairy cunt.

"Take your time, Mr. Walker, and I might forgive you for the pain you
caused me a few minutes ago" she said coyly. "You really are one of the
most handsome men to move into our fair city in a very long time. I would
love to get to know you better and have you over to dinner some evening. I
have enjoyed entertaining my nephew's friends over the years."

"You gonna bring him over for dinner down in that cell you share with your
cunt-lappin' buddy?" the sheriff asked as the men laughed
uproariously. "Bitch, you used to fuckin' have it made. You had a very nice
home, a fully stocked kitchen, all the money you needed and a family who
loved and protected you. But you shit all over all of that when you took up
with that pussy-chewin' klan-supportin' hawg and abused my son by stickin'
a wooden spoon up his tiny little boyhole and beatin' his sweet little boy
nuts black and blue. You blew it all and for nothin' but a sorry broke-down
has-been beauty queen who got her pussy set on fire with the whole fuckin'
town a'watchin'. Now you just need to settle down and let William finish
his work. You bitches have done took up too much of our time for one day."

"Language, please, Randy" Aunt Flea chided.

"If I hear you say that one more fuckin' time I will wring your fuckin'
neck with my bare fuckin' hands" the sheriff said matter of
factly. "Warden, you might want to save my fuckin' aunt's life by stuffin'
that fat cock of yours down her goddamned throat."

"Are you serious, sheriff?' the warden asked with a smile. "You really want
me to stuff my cock down your aunt's throat."

"Why not?" the sheriff asked. "Anything to shut the bitch up. I bet she'll
beg you for it after seein' that fat, uncut meat earlier. Just try it."

"Miss Flea, do you want a taste of my big chocolate stick?"

"Oh yes, warden, please" Aunt Flea said. "I've always wanted to taste one
and I never had the chance. I begged Grover, Tara's yard man to just let me
taste of his for years and years but he was always afraid somebody would
find out and he'd be found hangin' from a tree. I've wanted to try
chocolate peter all my life but the men have been too afraid the white
folks might find out. I'd love to taste that chocolate meat."

"Well it ain't likely I can give you a load after the way that young
attorney sucked me dry earlier today but I'll shore let you taste it if
it's okay with my good friend, the sheriff."

"Go ahead" the sheriff said, patting the handsome black man on his bare
back. "Give the bitch a taste of that chocolate bar if you're so inclined."

"I hate to have to do the paperwork if you kill the bitch so I'll shut her
the fuck up" the warden chuckled.

Mrs. Bedford had heard what the warden said about Attorney Winkler and
jumped on it.

"I knew it!" she shrieked. "I knew you're all a bunch of screaming
faggots. The warden just admitted that young attorney who's another
Gayberry newbie sucked his cock when they went upstairs. I knew it. I told
you so, Flea! This town has become nothing but a haven for shrill,
screeching cocksuckers."

"Looks like your cunt-lapping buddy is the one sucking dick right now,
Mrs. Bedford" the sheriff said, laughing out loud as they watched the
warden drop his boxer shorts, step out of them and feed his soft, thick,
uncut dark cock into Aunt Flea's throat. She swallowed every inch of the
meat with not so much as a gag and took him balls-deep into her throat, his
soft thick, jet-black pubes now pressed against her lips.

"Breathe through your nose, bitch, so you don't suffocate" the warden
instructed her in his soft, sexy voice. "That's it, use that throat to suck
on that dick and your nose to breathe. You got a nice, warm mouth on you
for such a nasty old bitch. That's it. Don't panic. Just breathe through
your nose and let your throat muscles work on that meat."

As the warden fed her his cock, William had her thighs spread apart. He
donned fresh gloves and began to examine her hairy privates. The second he
touched her almost-hidden clitoris, her legs spread apart violently, almost
kicking him in the head. She was gasping now, unable to speak with the
warden's thick meat stuffed in her mouth and throat. William then inserted
the stainless steel tube into her vagina and she began to hump
frantically. Her hand flew to her private area and she began to rub and tug
on her tiny clitoris. In no time she was having wave after wave or orgasmic
pleasure as she kept tugging on her clit. She was unable to insert her
fingers into herself as William was moving the speculum in and out as they
all watched the woman try to speak with her mouth stuffed to the brim with
black cock and as she fingered her clit wildly. Finally William removed the
speculum from her vagina and it was immediately replaced by her hand as she
inserted her fingers into herself. Then she began to grab for William's
cocks, trying to free his soft meat from his underwear.

"The bitch is cock-crazy" her nephew said as they all watch in amazement at
the older woman experiencing multiple orgasms. She got so carried away at
one point that she bit the warden on the cock. He immediately pulled it out
of her mouth and started to slap her across her face with the flaccid
monster meat.

"No, don't take it away" she begged. "I want more. I need more cock. I love
cock. Fuck a shit piss, I never felt this fucking good in my entire life."

She now had the warden's cock and William's cock in her hands, attempting
to bring either or both to hardons but she had no success as the men were
disgusted by her actions and her nasty mouth.

"I think that's enough of that, Aunt Flea" Randy said, assisting her to a
sitting position on the table. "I think you've made a big enough fool of
yourself for one day. You need to get off that table now and I'm gonna take
you and your friend in the kitchen to clean your nasty ass up and get the
food ready for those two young guards."

"She's not my friend" Tara Bedford said. "No friend of mine would go crazy
over a black cock stuffed in her mouth and be grabbing the cocks of virtual
strangers. I am appalled at the behavior of a woman I used to respect and
used to consider my best friend. I will personally see to it that you are
expelled from the Ladies Aide Society and from the Christian Women's Circle
at church. I no longer wish to have anything to do with you and I am
immediately requesting a transfer out of the cell with you and requesting
that I be permitted to share a cell with Mrs. Dykes. She may not be
perfect, but I am quite sure she never sucked on a black cock like it was
an all day lollipop. Fleatrice Gaylor, I wish to no longer associate with
you in any way."

"Oh Tara" Aunt Flea said, turning on the waterworks. "That wasn't me at
all. They tricked me into becoming someone I am not. You know me better
than that. I would never behave..."

"I saw you with my own eyes" Mrs. Bedford said, affecting her usual air of
superiority. "If I had not seen it I would not have believed my dearest
friend would degrade herself in that manner. I no longer wish to associate
with you on any level. No friend of mine even eats the dark meat of a
chicken and certainly doesn't gobble down an animal dick the way I watched
you doing. We are finished and I am hereby requesting you return my
embossed faux leather bible with the word of our Lord and savior printed in
red that I had loaned to you for our daily bible study."

"Uh-oh, Aunt Flea!" Randy said, laughing. "Looks like you done lost your
cunt-lappin buddy. Them stubby little fingers gonna be real busy doin' all
the work for theirselves on that fat little pussy of yours. Looks like
Mrs. Dykes is about to be the bitch downstairs with the wide grin on her
face after the Bedford bitch starts eatin' her out!"

They marched the two women into the kitchen and Randy headed downstairs to
inform Mrs. Dykes of the change in arrangements. Mrs. Dykes was advised she
would now have a cellmate. She objected but was told she had no say in the
matter and the sheriff and the warden had decided to make the change. Once
Aunt Flea and Mrs. Bedford had finished preparing the food for the young
guards, they were brought down to the cellar area. When Mrs. Bedford was
shown into the cell with Mrs. Dykes, the mayor's wife again started t
object.

"My dear, all the things they are saying about me are lies" Mrs. Bedford
told the mayor's wife.

"No they're not" Aunt Flea said in her singsong voice. "That bitch will be
all over that pregnant pussy of yours the minute the lights go out
tonight."

"Fuck you!"Tara Bedford said.

"Fuck you too" Aunt Flea spat back.

Oh, just fuck the both of you!" Mrs. Dykes shouted, flinging herself onto
the cot and bursting into tears.

"William, can I please have a word with you" Judith asked in a low, sexy
voice from her solitary cell in the corner of the room.

"I have nothing to say to you bitch" William said. "The days when you could
manipulate me are over. I'm done."

"Please, William" Judith begged. "It won't take any time at all. If you'll
just come in here with me for two minutes that will be sufficient."

"Judith, I refuse to set foot in that cell with you" William said. "I know
you have more tricks than a magician and I'm done. The days you could
manipulate me using your pussy or using my precious boys are over and done
for good."

"But William, darling" she said as she reached through the bars to stroke
his hair. "Think back to how good it was in our early days. It could be the
same again. Remember how you couldn't wait to get home and tear my clothes
off and lick my pussy and how I used to take your hardness in my mouth. We
were so good together. We were the best before I stupidly let my father
come between us. I know it was all my mistake and I want to make it up to
you. I want to make it up to our boys. We can be good together again. You,
me, Johnny, Billy Paul and our new baby. We can start all over
again. Please listen to me."

"Shut the fuck up, Judith" William said. "I am finally done with your
bullshit. We are no longer a family.  I have a family with my sons and with
the sheriff and Arnold and all of our boys. We have a family. You have
nothing. You pissed away a family who could have loved and cherished you
just like your fucking asshole father did."

"I need to see that doctor" the prophetess was saying as she had been since
the men entered the downstairs area. "Something's wrong with my pussy. I
can't feel a thing and my hands are tied down. Let me loose and get that
doctor to check on me!"

"Calm down, Mrs. Jeffs" the sheriff said. "The doctor checked you before he
left town and said there ain't no problem with your privates. He'll be back
in a couple of days so just simmer your ass down and shut the fuck up!"

"You know, we probably need to run by the quarters and give those worthless
assholes a little bread and water before we leave town" William said.

"Yeah, we prob'ly should" Randy said. I know the doctor went by to check on
`em before him and Sonny left town. He said he expects the nuts on them two
disciples to just be gone any time. He said the skin had turned just kind
of gray and they're shrinkin' away. Same as what's gonna happen to that
prophetess's clit. And she don't even remember having' that band put on
her."

"That bitch is crazy" William said. "Just like the rest of those bitches
she's locked up with. "

The men enjoyed a good laugh as they headed up the stairs to see if the
warden wished to accompany them.