“Mmmmm…Pretty Hair”
I grind my hips against Steel, eyes half closed, dreaming of my bitch back in prison. He had beautiful long blonde hair like Steel’s, and I used it as a cum-rag as often as I could. His ass was tight, and though I aint a fucking fag, I’d ream his ass every day on the inside. He was my bitch until I traded him for a chance at taking out that asshole guard. My tat didn't say PUNISHER for no reason.
My cock grows as I dream of his tight asshole around my cock. I look around and see the sorry state of affairs that Newbe has become. Her eyes fix on my cock, growing now, wrapped in Steel’s hair. She shakes her head as if to say no to whatever mumbling Jake has proposed. Then her eyes fix back on my cock, hard and full now, the ring through its head sticking out, shining dully in the darkness. I moan and pull Steel’s head hard against me, shuddering as my full arousal hits me like a drug. I pull o ut the wet knife from Steel’s mouth and throw it to the floor. It sticks into the wood with a thud, the wet hilt glistening.
I jam my hard cock into Steel’s mouth without a moment’s hesitation, adjusting my grip on her head as I push past her mouth into her throat. My balls crush against her lips. I feel the wet drool sliding down my tight swollen balls… Just like my bitch back in the joint. I rock her head back and forth, not really thinking about her hot, wet mouth, my strong hips jerking spasmodically as I feed my desire, groaning slightly, but staring into the eyes of COMPANY SLUT. Her fear is visible in her face, but her eyes show greed and hunger. With what little power she has, she has denied Steel the pleasure she desperately craves. It’s a last ditch effort at control, as she slides farther down into depravity. I can tell the choice was never hers, but just a game Jake uses to fuck with his toys. She’s trapped by her own willingness to succumb to the darkest desires within her. I gaze down at her cunt and asshole, so available, so utterly used and defiled. I shudder with pleasure. Steel’s mouth is a warm hole, nothing more. I jam my boot up against her cunt, pressing black shiny leather against her swollen, red clit. I vaguely hear a noise from her. Is that her gagging? Or sucking for air? Or groaning with pleasure as she grinds against my boot, fucking it as deep as she can into her pussy.
My arousal has tightened my focus. Newbe’s ass-cunt is what I want now, not only because it reinforces my utter disdain for pleasing her, but because it also serves my desire in a way that degrades her the most, cuts her down to size, gives her a brief look at what her life will now become. I look around for the means to lower her to the floor as I casually jam my pierced cock deeper into Steel, cutting off her access to air. I wont dump my cum in her throat. I’ve got another hole in mind.