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Dr. Weller
twisted his finger up the asshole of Paul
Towers. The boy
squirmed on the
table. It was certainly not the first time
his ass had been
invaded since he
came to Lakeland. Lord no, he had been
fucked almost
daily.
The really cute
boys always get the worst abuse. He had
been passed
around
like a joint from
teacher to teacher and each one had
sampled his then
innocent young
ass. He was used to getting fucked and to
sucking dick. But
now he wanted
desperately to get a job as a prefect for
several reasons.
First of all, it
would cut his sentence in half. Second, it
would give him a
chance to dish it
out rather than take it. He couldn't wait
to vent some of
his pent up
sadistic anger on those fucking young boys who
would be under
his charge. That
is the kind of lad Lakeland sought out for
prefects. But
Paul had to pass
his physical and some other tests before
he would be
accepted.
Dr. Weller was
not gentle. He was not gentle on purpose.
He loved to hurt
boys. He shoved
his finger deeper into Paul's guts.
"Jesus Boy,
use your cunt muscles. Tighten up that pussy
at least a
little. Who'd
want to fuck a cumdump like that?" Paul
tightened up his
ass
muscles as he had
learned to do. Many of the boys at
Lakeland did cunt
tightenting
exercises every day. Nobody wants to fuck a
fourteen year old
with a sloppy
loose cunt. Boys whose cunts got too loose
suddenly
disappeared from
Lakeland, never to be seen again. The fact
that it wasn't
in the least the
boy's fault if his cunt became loose,
didn't seem to
matter
at all to the
teachers. First they ruined a boy, and then
they blamed him
for being ruined.
Paul's rather
small dick twitched as the Doctor rubbed
his prostate.
"I told our
Headmaster...Headmaster, I said... Young Paul
Towers dick is
much to small for
him to be a prefect. Prefects have to
have big fucking
dicks to impress
the boys and keep them in line. Especially
the younger
boys. They are
terrified of huge cocks and for good reason.
So a prefect
with a massive
hunk of fuckmeat really helps control them.
But our very
young but wise
Headmaster responded that he believes you
have a truly
sadistic nature
and that is also needed for cunt control!
And It may be so.
I certainly am
not in charge of hiring and firing around
her. Although to
be
fair, I must list
on your report that I feel you have a
grossly
inadequate
cock. If you were
still girl fucking, not that you ever
will be, but if
you
were still girl
fucking, you would be laughed at. No self
respecting twat
could even feel
that tiny pricklet in her pussy. It has got
to be under six
inches hard. We
will have to get accurate measurements and
some good photos
of it."
Paul hated the doctor. Here it was the most important
day
of his life. His
chance to escape
from incarceration and take control of his
life, and the
fucking doctor
was trying to do everything to ruin it for
him.
"When were you last fucked?" Doctor
Weller asked,
inserting a
speculum
into the asshole
of the teenage boy.
"Last
night."
"Who fucked
you?" Doctor Weller was not gentle. He gave
the screws a
twist so the
boy's asshole was stretched like a cunt.
"The
Headmaster fucked me."
Doctor Weller chuckled. "Oh my, that
explains things. I
was wondering
why a small
dicked fuckup would be chosen as a prefect. So
you are the
Head's private
fucktoy!" He gave the screws another twist,
stretching the
asshole to
obscene proportions. Paul felt as if he would
pass out from the
pain, but that
would show weakness.
"How can the Headmaster enjoy such a
fucking loose cunt?
Of course he does
have an enormous
dick. Still, I would think he would enjoy
opening a fresh
innocent thirteen
year old virgin asshole instead. I really
must speak to
him. Jesus, you
look like you have given birth down there!
Oh well, what can
I say. He is the
Headmaster and there is no accounting for
bad taste."
In the Cunt Room, Jasper, the only black boy
at Lakeland,
looked up at the
prefect with wide
eyes. "I...I don't think I can do this."
He finally said
meekly.
"What are
you too fucking stupid to even measure turds?
What a dumbfuck
Nigger! I
explained it to you once. You pick up each turd
in your hands and
measure it's
length and how big it is around in the center.
Then you record
that and then
take the turd and dump it in the drain. Then
go back to the
next turd. Jesus,
how difficult can that be?
Jasper felt terribly sick to his stomach. He
was
supposed to kneel
naked
in the shit
trough and lift each stinking soft turd from
the pile of shit
and measure it.
What kind of insanity was this. The noticed
the other two
boys in the room
going about their work. They somehow must
have gotten used
to the stench and
the disgusting idea. The Asian boy
glanced over at
Jasper
and gave him a
look to tell him he'd better not cause
trouble.
The shit of twenty-five or more boys filled
the trench.
Jasper felt the
room spin.
'I can't. I just
can't do it, Sir. Give me another job,
please!"
Jasper
was a nigger, but
he was not used to begging. He had been a
straight A
student and
respected in his community. And now to be
suddenly treated
like
a plantation
nigger. It was too much for him to take.
"Nigger, I
will not tell you again. Climb on down into
that trench and
measure those
turds." The prefect seemed to be enjoying
this. He was a
handsome brute,
all muscle with a huge lump in his pants.
"Oh God,
please, I am going to be sick!" And Jasper
puked. He heaved
up
his lunch of cum
covered chicken. It was an putrid stinking
mess.
"You stupid fucking Jig, now look what
you have done. Now
you are going to
have to lick up
your stinking nigger puke too!"
The poor naked teenage
black boy was trembling. "I
can't. I just
Can't!"
The Prefect
called for back-up and three more muscular
thugs appeared
from
another room.
"The fucking Nigger won't do his chores
and also puked on
the floor and
won't lick it up.
What the fuck is the matter with these
spearchuckers.
Don't they know
their fucking place in society?"
"They are
too fucking stupid to know anything." They
dragged poor
naked
Jasper into the
middle of the room, his teenage dick
swinging. It was
so
degrading to be
totally naked in front of these fully
clothed guys.
They
held him down on
the floor.
"Spread his legs. Jesus Christ, just look
at the fucking
dick and balls on
that Nigger! No
wonder our white girls aren't safe on the
streets. He looks
just like a
fucking animal down there."
The prefect
picked up a short rubber hose.
"Well, lets
see if he will obey orders after I beat
those big fat
Nigger
nuts with this
hose."
"OH God, no..please...I...please..."
Jasper screamed.
The cords in his
neck stood out
like ropes. He tried to twist away, but the
muscular prefects
held on to his
big black feet and his arms.
'Nigger I am
going to beat your nuts. This is for your
own good. To
teach
you on this your
first day at Lakeland, that you will
follow any and
all
orders without
question. I am going to beat your fat nuts
until they are
swollen like
cocoanuts. I am probably going to hurt your
horse cock a bit
too as I can't
possibly hit your nuggets without whacking
that slab of
fuckmeat as well.
That's what you get for having such a
fucking big
nigger
dick. Hold him
boys, this is going to hurt!"
At the state capitol there was a very
exclusive private
party going on.
Senator Martin
Breslin was throwing an intimate function
for certain
like-minded
friends of his. A select group of males and
females who
shared
the same hobbies
and interests as the young handsome
senator. Everyone
at
the party was
dressed in expensive designer clothing.
Everyone that is
except for the
wait staff. The Black wait staff.
The entire wait
staff of the party was made up of well
built black men.
And except for
the occasional bow tie or cuffs, they were
all stark naked!
That's right,
these beautiful big black bucks moved through
the room,
serving cocktails
and canapes totally naked. Their fat
black cocks swung
as
they walked and
their low hanging balls slapped their
thighs. They
pretended
not to care, but
inside, they were dying of shame. If they
did this. If they
humiliated
themselves in every fucking way, they could
shorten their
prison
sentences. They
had to be used by the senator and his
perverted guests
in
unspeakable
sexual ways. If they even complained, they
would be clapped
into
the hole at the
prison for months, perhaps years.
'Nigger, let me
try one of those," the Senator barked to
a handsome black
buck with a tray
of canapes. The naked negro walked over to
the Senator who
took a canape and
popped it into his mouth and then reached
out and grabbed
the nigger by the
balls.
"I like this
one. I like the thick hanging foreskin on
his pizzle. And I
like his low
hanging balls. He isn't worth shit sucking
dick yet though.
You would have
thought he would have learned how to suck
dick being in
prison for over a
year, but I guess he was a top there. Ha.
Imagine a nigger
being in
control!" He looked up into the face of the
humiliated young
buck.
"But you are
learning how to suck dick with those big thick
nigger lips of
yours, aren't
you?"
"Yes
Sir." the nigger responded.
"I want you
to suck dick like a professional at the
party here today.
Do
not, I repeat, do
not embarrass me in front of my friends.
No gagging or
spitting up. And
you take it up the ass without a whimper,
you hear? He's
still pretty much
a virgin back there. I fingered him
some."
The older gentlemen seated next to the Senator
leaned in.
"Let's see
that Nigger ass!"
"You heard
the man! Turn around boy and present your ass
to this
gentlemen."
The muscular
nigger turned showing his fine naked bubble
but to them.
"This nigger just got married before he
was arrested.
Just started to
fuck
that big hose of
his into his negress bride. I bet the
bitch loved the
feel
of that big black
fuckmeat ripping into her twat. Though
she'd probably
been
fucked by her
daddy and her brothers from the time she was
eight or nine.
You know how
those niggers are. And now, instead of fucking
his new bride,
he is getting
fucked in his tight black asshole. Well, we
are going to
loosen that
asshole up considerably. Aren't we, Nigger?"
"Yes Sir!"
"What are we
going to do, Nigger...say it!"
"You are
going to loosen up this nigger's asshole!" The
muscular black
bit
his lower lip. He
was one step from insanity!
"Going to
turn that Nigger asshole into a proper black
cunt!"
'Yes Sir, you
going to give this worthless Nigger a
cunt!"
The older gentlemen reached out and rubbed his
hand on
the black ass
globes.
"So soft and
smooth, and such strong muscles under the
skin. Put down
that
tray and reach
back and spread your ass cheeks Nigger and
let me see your
pussy."
Tears formed in
the Nigger's eyes as he spread his ass
cheeks for the
white men. His
tiny little ass pucker was revealed. He had
fucked others in
prison, but had
never been fucked himself. They were too
scared of him.
And
now here he was,
totally degraded.
The older
gentlemen picked up a swizzle stick and began
to poke into the
tight anal ring
of the black servant.
"I hear they
got a new nigger boy over at Lakeland
Academy.
Teenager. He's
supposed to be
hung like a fucking bull and really cute."
The Senator
laughed. "Cute,if you go for monkeys. Still,
it might be worth
checking out. I
would love to have a really young nigger
stud to work
over.
You know...lots
of unrelenting pain!" The swizzle stick was
now sticking out
of the black
corrugated asshole. "By the end of tonight we
are going to get
a champagne
bottle up this nigger hole, you can bet on
that. What's the
Nigger boy's name
at Lakeland?"
The older man
wrinkled his brow. He fucked the swizzle
stick in and out
of
the black
asshole. "Jamal...Jasper....Jazzbo....something
like that."
Across the room, another naked nigger servant
stopped in
his tracks,
holding a
champagne bottle. His lower lip trembled. They
were talking
about
his son, Jasper!
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