**This is a continuation of my previous post "Soap Dropa: The Press Game." I highly recommend reading that first before this.
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When D's friend came in, the air became charged with a negative energy I hadn't felt since We had shared the cell. I got the distinct sense that I was not in on a joke of sorts. D and his friend, Mac, shared laughs in an exchange of conversation that was not very humorous.
Mac is built a lot like D and is a good 10 years older and has gray spots in his beard to show that fact. Mac lifts his shirt up to reveal three bags of red-ish liquid, and he poured three cups for us. I chocked the strange new atmosphere up to doing something polar opposite to the rules and take a cup from Mac when it is passed to me. Mac lifts his paper cup towards D's and says, "I'd like to drink dis here to Kiki's new life."
I tapped my cup to theirs while that chuckled and asked, "Who's Kiki?" They erupted with laughter and D responded by saying, "Jus' drink that down and don't worry 'bout it, kid." I did as I was asked. It smelt like rubbing alcohol in rotten grape juice and tasted worse. After that cup was empty I tilted another cup back. My eyes were closed as I let the buzz take over my body sending a warm calming chill down my arms and legs. D and Mac both scooted their chairs so that they were facing me.
Mac was leaning back in his chair with his arms crossed in a way where his index finger rested on his chin and his eyes were in the unmistakable position for contemplation. He turns his head to D and says, "You wanna tell da punk what's up, or you want me ta do da dirta work?"
"I think I'll break the news to him... soften da blow," D replied.
"Yo, it's like dis here. I been showin you round a motha fucka da whole month, and I been feelin' ya out. Dis place 'aint like da world you been knowin'. See, in here, you either a hard hittin motha fucka or you ever body's bitch. It's dat simple, you herd? Now, I thought at first you might be hidin a rugged heart waiting to break out with some serious business against some of these mo'fuckas talkin smack atcha, but you aint. So the way I figure, you gonna be somebody's bitch eventually -- if not now it's bound to be da case soon. All I can do fa ya now break you into ya new life and make you my gurl. I know you might not like it just now, but dat's what's 'bout to happen, and you might as well jus' accept da facts."
I back out of the chair, and I'm pretty wobbly out of fear and being considerably buzzed. "What the fuck is going on!?" They're both in front of me, but I try to make a mad dash for the door any way. I started crying for help, and Mac reached up and punched me in my forehead. When I came to, the door was shut, Mac and D were both pulling my pants down, and they were making comments about the size of my dick. "She-it nigga, dat mo'fucka jus' been teasin dem bitches out in da world... looks like yo piece of ass be wakin' up," says Mac. I start crying.
"Now ya fucked up, I love to see my bitches be cryin when fuck," D chimed in. "Mac, I got all night with my new girlfriend here, you get yo wine's worth out da mo fucka den best be on yo way back before lights out." My eyes were still blurry, but I could see mac had pulled his pants down to his ankles and had his dick in his hands as he too short steps towards my face with it. His dick was in another category compared with what I got at birth. It was at least 8 inches and gets fat in the middle.
SMACK! Mac slapped me which jarred me into silence. "It's like this. You my bitch till you got my cum leakin out you, and dat better happen befoe dey be makin be get back to my cell an she-it. If you let one toof touch my dick, I'm ona rip ya goddamn balls off and let you bleed out, understood?" I nodded to signify I understood. "Good. Now get ta work. If I don't like what you be doin wit ya mouf, I'm onna break in dat nice virgin pussy you been holdin out wit."
I had never sucked a dick up in my life up to this point. I'm scared. I don't want to do this. I thought I was in a good situation, but I couldn't have misread the writing on the wall an worse.
"Look, I been showin you da ropes, and you know what I'm 'bout and know that there's some terrible shit gonna happen to you if you don't put my man Mac's johnson up in yo mouth," D demands. "And don't worry, he ain't gonna fuck yo lil' ass else I'll fuck him up and he know dat. I get dat ass tanight. I'm onna break yo lil cunt in proppa."
Mac's dick is on my lips now. He starts shoving it in slow, and my mouth can barely contain it. My Jaw is hinged fully, and the only way I can keep my teeth from scrapping is to wrap my lips over them like people do when they do impressions of old people with their dentures out. "Slide yo tonge up unda da head and down da shaft while I plunge," Mac instructs. I do so having no other choice. D's jackin' off watching the events unfold while I can feel Mac's dick getting bigger and harder as he starts to pump harder, faster and deeper until I can feel his dick hitting me in the back of the throat. "Holy fuck this lil' punk's mouf is da bomb. You sure you ain't neva done dis befoe," he jokes. "You've thought about befoe I knows."
I thought about it when he said that, I started thinking back to all the times I had jerked off watching a white girl get pummeled by a cock with an intensity no white man could provide, and I realized that I was really getting off on the thought of being the girl. Still, I'm being raped in the mouth right now. Why would I think about something like that right now? Mac's pumping faster and faster saying things like, "You remind me of my first girlfriend. Her name was Kiki and she sucked dick just like you. Oh shit. Oh shit. I'm about to cum and you betta not spill a fuckin' drop of my real man seed. Uh. Uh. OooOOoOOOOOOHHH Kiki!!!! I'm cummin ya mouth you lil' slut Kiki!!" He thrusts his dick past the furthest point he had before and held my head tightly on it as he start shooting shot after shot of his warm thick man spunk down my throat. His legs started to tremble and he shuttered some as he pulled his dick out of my mouth. He squeezed his dick in a stroke pushing another huge drop of his cum out of his dick where it rested in front of my face. Without any instructions, I leaned forward to clean the head of his dick taking his semen into my mouth where it was swallowed immediately. My jaws were sore as was the back of my throat where he pushed on it. I was relieved that the experience was over when I realized D was just getting ready to cum. He got up and held my head by my hair where my face was at a short distance from the dick he was working and he started shooting. the first shot hit me in the eye which I should have known better to keep open, and when it was all said and done, my whole face was covered in D's man cum and was slowly dripping off my chin.
Mac left, and D instructed me to clean up as he laid back down on his bottom bunk. Legs trembling and still buzzed, I washed my face in the stainless steel sink and crawled up in my top bunk.
"I wasn't jokin about takin dat ass of yoes. I just might cut ya a little slack tills you warm up to your new arrangement... Kiki," he added the last part as insult to injury. This is how I came to get my new name. Some people get cool prison names like Red, or Mad Dog... I get Kiki.
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