Hey boy, BonBon is looking for you... (PM if you want to play)

Mmm, nice hands. It's been a long time since anyone touched Bon Bon gently, either.

And when he pushes her away, she reacts in anger, casually flattening him onto the bed with a blow. She grabs that pretty brown hair and pulls him up, reaches around and twists one arm behind his back. Brings her mouth up close to his, looking into his eyes. She can feel his heaving chest against hers, laboring under the strain of that bandaged rib.

"Ain't nobody saying you're a faggot, you little fuck" she hisses; "They saying, maybe Bon Bon found herself a husband, do you know what that means? Shit, of course you don't."

She knocks his arm aside, that he raises as if to hit back, and pushes him back down. Pulls his shorts halfway down his thighs, exposing his traitor cock, still swollen despite his words, his anger. Gloats over the rich rosy flesh there. The boy is so hard he has a track of precum, running down the shaft of his dick, into the the hairs around his balls. Young and dumb, and hot. This is going to be fun, once he settles.

"You just lie still, Joey. You do NOT want to fight me." she warns him, and slides her tongue over the head.

A husband, what the fuck was she talkin about....

She twists his arm painfully behind his back, her strength so much more than he would or could have ever imagined!!

This bitch wasn't a bitch at all...fuck this was a guy who wasn't going to take no for an answer and if all truth be told he didn't really want to say no...

FUCK......

Now what he thinks to himself, his body being propelled back against the bed, his shorts ripped off, down around his knees, his cock throbbing and harder probably than it had ever been...

Loud and clear..you don't wanna fight me....and then hot, tight, lips around his cock..sucking...."of fuck. oh fuck..stop man, please..oh fuck..."

Bon Bon sucks down, throating the shaft, sinking her nose into his tight, sweaty balls. In spite of his protestations, his hands were reaching for her head, and his leg had moved up and out of her way... she doesn't think he means it for one goddamn minute. But she lets up anyway, and is rewarded by his groan.

Bon Bon crawls further up onto the bed, and turns her back on Joey. She kneels over him, her legs on each side of his, her ass over his crotch. Hikes up her short skirt, all the way, showing him her smooth, creamy ass, with the red thong strap emerging from between her cheeks. It's holding her own cock and balls, cradling them out of his sight- more or less; From the front, the head of her cock is rampant, pushing right out of the elastic band. she strokes it a moment, delicately, with her fingertip.

"Wanna fuck?" She picks up a bottle of lube, and a cock ring.

Its too much, way too fuckin much...
When she stops throating his cock, he feels like he's gonna die, oh fuck no, don;t stop now...

He shakes with a desire so fierce, waiting as she slides up and over his body, her spectacular ass perched right over his cock, just waiting to be fucked, the red thong sticking suggestively from her ass, he knows whats behind that thong but is beyond caring...

He waits when he see's her reach down, probably touching her own dick he thinks to himself and a shiver runs through his body, like a bolt of electricity..

He grabs her hips and tries to pull her ass down onto his shaft...he hears her ask him
"wanna fuck"..

Oh god yes he wants to fuck, no doubt about it now...

"Yesss" he hisses through clenched teeth, "yess goddamn it i want to fuck, now Bon Bon right fucking now"

She reaches down between her legs.. between his... Rolls a condom over his cock, regretfully. But common sense is what keeps her alive... And snaps a cock ring tightly around his shaft.

She opens the bottle of lube, pouring it into her hand. Pulls the thong to one side. massages the lube over her asshole, sliding a fingertip into the hole, and then a second...

She whimpers a little, with her own need, as she slides down and feels Joey's hands moving onto her hips- the tip of his rod entering her asshole. His hips start rising up, pushing himself into her. She gasps, feeling the stretch, god that feels good...

As she settles completely down, taking him to the hilt. The heavy leather ring hard and sharp against her anus.

His need is overwhelming, he feels like he's gonna cum as she rolls the condom down onto his engorged cock..."oh fuck Bon, Bon..."

There is no way she's gonna let that happen and he feels the tight leather ring being snapped into place at the base of his shaft.."oh yeah, oh fuck", he groans.

He hears the snap of the lube container and watches as she slides a finger into her hole and then another
"please Bon Bon", he moans

When she slides her tight hole down his shaft hard, his body bucks against hers, his hips thrusting up into her boy pussy, feeling her stretch open for him but slowly, agonizingly slowly, making him take several short breaths!

The tight walls gripping him almost milking him but that would be impossible , the cock ring prolonging the incredible fuck...

He starts fucking her, developing a rythem for them both, sliding his hands along her ass....

Bon Bon groans in pleasure as his shaft slides up alongside her spine. After a couple of experimental thrusts, he develops a nice rhythm, rocking under her.

Oddly enough, it's when she gets fucked- that she remembers more than any other time, that she is really a man. Bon Bon becomes Carlo, who got made into a bitch the first day he stepped into the jail. And Carlo remembers the first man who claimed him as wife. Carlo remembers the kindnesses, the cruelties, the triumphs. The deaths. The steps on the way that have led him here, to a teetering position of power in this little frog pond.

But it's Bon Bon right now, for this green kid, Joey. And Joey deserves the best, for his nice hard cock, his good strong legs. She moves gently, swinging her ass from side to side meeting him halfway, ohhhh god! She feels- huh- Joey's hands, come back to her nipples, pinching and twisting them, go-o-d yeah and pulling her back against his chest, she rolls to the side, and he moves right with her, rolling her over, so she can lay facedown on the bunk and just... get... fucked...
Like, forever, maybe, by this pretty little stallion.

Joey has his face in her hair, his teeth in her neck, his hot breath sending chills down her back.

With a practised twitch of her body, she shifts position so that his cock is pressing back, against the base of her spine, that crazy hippie guy taught her about. "Chackra point" or something. It won't make you cum, but you'll see god and all his angels, he told her.

The sensation makes her sing, holler until her voice is hoarse. Joey's sweat dripping over her shoulders mixing with hers, she turns her head and he meets her mouth, not caring at all about the stubble on her chin, something very tender in this tenderfoot. His fingertips at her nipples, making them hurt so good, and her own hand worrying at her cock. Her balls tight in the tight thong, and then- Joey's hand coming in beside hers. For a faggot-loathing kid, he's putting himself right in the action. strong and gentle, his fist closes over Bon Bon's swollen shaft, aching to cum.

And Bon Bon finds herself saying his name.

"Ahhh- Joey, God- Joey!"

Joey gets into a rythem that he can maintain, thrusting up and deep and rocking a little back and forth when Bon Bon slides down his shaft.
She meets his every push with her own movement, one he has never quite experienced before but then he has never fucked a guy before has he...

His hands reach for her nipples when he isn't busy holding her rocking hips, his fingertips find only erect nipple tissue but he doesn't shy away this time , instead he relishes in the very act of being a little rougher than he perhaps would be with a woman, possibly taking out any residual anger on Bon Bon's nipples but he knows that he isn't hurting her and if he is she is enjoying the sensations as much as he.

He pulls Bon Bon back against him, he needs to feel her mouth on his if only briefly, the stubble on Bon bon's face only adding to his excitement, he lets his tounge penetrate her mouth as he moves her under him and he comes to rest above her, pausing momentarily before losing himself in the act of fucking, this carnal act is what he craves more than anything just now, that and the physical closeness that fucking will and does bring him, something that not even he realized he was desperately seeking.

Getting closer and closer to his desired need and his sought after release he reaches in front of Bon Bon's body, finding her engorged cock and hardened balls and begins to stroke her as he would play himself, his tightening fist pumping her shaft, firts fast and then slower, clenching and unclenching his hand bringing them both close to that cliff, the next step is to just let go and fall, fall into oblivion as the sought after orgasm rips through and rocks your body and your world.

He can't hold back any longer and tells her so ,...with a groan he releases the tight cock ring that has been restraining his release and sinking into her hole hard and fast, freezing suddenly his orgasm begins, his cock spurting stream after stream of hot cum deep within Bon Bon's tight manpussy...

Sometimes sex is just sex and sometimes sex is something entirely different, this being one of those times....

Damn, so sweet.
The kid is coming to the end of his rope, thundering down over Bon Bon like a freight train, squeezing the breath out of him. It's all she can do to hold on, keep from coming- Joey is giving her an incredible hand job, in time with the ass pounding, and the next time, Bon Bon promises herself, she'll simply let fly, scream and spray the wall with her spunk. But not this time.
This has to end soon, Bon Bon thinks with regret- and feels the kid's hands busy at the root of his own cock, as he pulls the ring off.
"Come on, Joey!" she hisses "cum, baby, cum in my ass..." And he bucks, stiffens, and she feels the pulsing of his cock as he lets loose.
He cries out, a high, keening wail, so erotic that she nearly comes despite her resolution. And he comes to rest, all his weight on her, his mouth sucking at her neck, one hand gentle, now, on her nipple. Turning her head, she can see the other hand, laying alongside the pillow, relaxed and half closed. Damn, so sweet.

Her hand under her cradles her cock, as hard as it's ever been in her lifetime. Sucks in a breath as Joey pulls out, feels his weight leave as he rolls onto his back beside her. She raises her head, to see him grinning at her. Cocky little shit. He's got a surprise coming.

He hears her sharp intake of breath as he pulls free from her...he's kinda at a loss for words never having fucked a guy before..

He rolls onto his side and looks over at Bon Bon, she seems pleased but she has a certain look on her face that he just can't place..

Joey slides the used condom off his softening cock and disposes of it properly, down the toilet, instead of throwing it on the ground beside the bunk.

He figures Bon Bon would definetly have words with him should he disrespect her 'home', funny he had never really considered cleaning up after himself in the past, he couldn't figure out why and contemplated this briefly.

Bon Bon continues to smile at him, laying on her front still, her hands underneath her, moving...

Joey rolls onto his side, his elbow planted on the bed holding his swollen face up, he groans as he shifts his weight, his cracked ribs reminding him of the mornings beating..

He rolls back onto his back and lazily circles Bon Bon's nipple with his fingertips, running his fingers along her collarbone, he closes his eyes.

Closing his eyes may have been a mistake....

The gently stroking fingertip almost undoes her.
But her dick is insistent, and his eyes are closed, and she drops her hand to the hiding place that only she knows about, and pulls out a shiv.

Six precious inches of contraband steel, sharpened along one side, small enough to hide, long enough to reach between a man's ribs and find his heart, if all goes well. It's nearly her most precious possession.

It's easy enough to control a man who needs release, it's much harder to keep him in line once he's come. Bon Bon sits up, next to the boy.
When he opens his eyes, a shining steel edge is laying against one nipple. His look of bug-eyed horror is comic, she nips the inside of her cheek to keep a straight face.

"wha?" he stammers.

"I didn't get off, baby." Bon Bon tells him. As if it where his fault.

"So you're gonna kill me for it?" He is so bewildered, so terrified, so lost. Life has been turning inside out, over and over for the boy, ever since that horrible, horrible night. his voice cracks and trembles.

"Bon Bon, c'mon, honey..." he pleads.

She slides the razor edge along the lovely trail of hair, down his belly. The thinnest of white lines follows its progress, and she refuses to allow herself to cut in, and release the blood behind the skin. Joey follows it with fascinated eyes, all the way down... It skates around his cock, over that incredibly sensitive area of the groin, coming to rest against his balls. And her thumb wraps around them, pressing them against a razor's edge- Or so he thinks. In reality, she flipped the blade around, so that the edge is the dull one. His cock, unbelievably, starts to fill again. Bon Bon is surprised as he is, but better at hiding it- she looks to his face with a little moue of amusement.

"Look at me" she orders him, and he jerks his attention away from his beloved and vulnerable jewels to her face. And his gaze travels down, from the pretty woman's face, made up like a glamour queen, the graceful neck, the lacy top hiding the man's pectorals, the shaven stomach- and realises that those womanly gestures are being made by a pair of arms with real muscle on them. And that the obscenely hiked-up skirt is floating over completely masculine genitals. Blue-black pubic hair, lush and glossy, curls around dusky rose testicles, and her- his- cock is massive- both long and thick. And really really hard. Bon Bon is, without a doubt, a man.

Bon Bon watches the emotions on his astounded face. He looks like he's going to be sick, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallows back his shock and dismay. But his cock jerks upward at the same time....

He stares hard, swallowing back the fear that is rising from his stomach and his shot nerves.

His gaze alternating between his own stiff cock and hardening balls held against a razor sharp knife and Bon Bon's rigid cock, mammoth like in proportion and equally hard testicles.

Slowly his eyes travel up her body and come to rest on the eyes of a man who is completely sure of who he is and by the look of his hot, piercing eyes absolutely aware of exactly what he wants and determined to get it.

As if to emphasize Joeys' thoughts he feels Bon Bon slide the blade slowly across his testicles.

"ahh Bon Bon man, what what is it ex exactly you want from me, r r right now", he stutters quietly.

He doesn't move a muscle while waiting for Bon Bon to respond to him, deathly afraid of being cut by her blade...

It seems like forever before he/she speaks..she's enjoying the fear she sees in his eyes...

"Bon Bon..."?

"My name is Carlo" Bon Bon does not say it. That will come later, maybe, probably, hopefully. God she hopes so.

Instead, she says, silkily, menacingly; "You never sucked a dick before, have you." It's not a question. Joey's tiny shake of the head is answer enough. "And you never took one up the ass, neither." Again, the head shake, but- his cock jumps, too. Bon Bon smirks.

Joey's face is agonised, coming to terms with some things he'd never known about. He licks his lips, and that's what makes Bon Bon let go of his nuts, reach up and grab him by the hair once again. The shiv is laid against his cheek, as Bon Bon pulls him upright.

"You're going to suck." she tells him, kindly enough. "And you're gonna watch the teeth, okay? If you bite me, you will regret it."

She feeds her cock into his mouth... Just the head. To tease herself. Not that she needs it.

She pulls him, almost lifting him by his hair to a sitting position, again confirming for him that she is definetly, without a doubt all man.

The shiv resting against his cheek, the sharp side glinting just below his eye..

Going through his mind...(your turning into a fag, she's making you her bitch, your going to suck someones dick joey, whats wrong with you, you pussy...oh fuck, i can't no.no.no)...

Of course not one single sound escapes his lips, a slight moan as she feeds her massive dick to him and only the head..

There would be absolutely no fucking way he could do that 'other thing', not a chance..uh uh...

Don't you bite Joey he hears, no worries, he wasn't going to bite, she said suck, suck he would damn it, for all he was worth...

He wonders how to begin, her dick resting heavily just inside his hot mouth..he slides his tongue just a little, circling the firm, silky tissue..he hears her groan with pleasure...being a little more adventerous he makes a tight o with his lips, flicking the underside of Bon Bon's cockhead
and slowly sucks in , making his cheeks concave while continuing to stroke Bon Bon with his tongue, exploring her piss slit and tasting what he presumes correctly as precum...

Bon Bon, arches her back, allowing the blade to drop from his face but keeping her eyes open and focussed on Joey, she begins to thrust her hips forward..Joey almost chokes as more and more of Bon Bon's dick enters his mouth...

He wants to pull back a little but he doesn't dare...

Sonofabitch that is hot, the scared eyes looking up to her, mouth distended around her shaft. As his tongue starts its explorations, it's almost more than she can stand, and she lets him know about her pleasure. She makes the shiv disappear- You don't know where, Joey doesn't know where, but she'll have it instantly if she needs it.

But she needs both hands now, because she'll lose her balance, kneeling over the sitting boy, with the shudders of lust shaking her this way. His flicking tongue makes her arch backwards, tossing her head up. She looks back down, right into his eyes.

Staring him in the face, she slides herself into his mouth, enjoying the look of distress as her shaft nudges his throat, but he sucks anyway, exactly as she told him to. When she pulls out, the suction is doubled- oh god- and his lips tighten around the head, as if to keep her from leaving his mouth.

"Okay, boy..." Bon Bon links her hands behind his head, and fucks his mouth.

As Joey feels Bon Bon's hands come down and clasp his head, vice like in her grip pulling his head forward, he begins to panic....

He tries to pull away as Bon Bon's cock thrusts quickly into his mouth, her cockhead hits the back of his throat and he gags...this assault on his mouth doesn't stop as her shaft follows..

His eyes watering he has to swallow in order to be able to breathe which succeeds in allowing her to slide even more of her length into him, down his throat..he has to tilt his head back a little swallowing all the while, mlking Bon Bon,increasing both her excitement and her sensation...

He grabs at her hips to force her away but she keeps pounding, fucking his mouth, her cries getting louder..he can feel her balls tighten and stares into her eyes, alarmed, he can't do this , he'll choke ..he moans around her dick and begins to whimper a little..

Bon Bon's eyes are on fire, her skin hot to the touch, her grasp on his head not letting up for an instant...

He is terrified and mesmerized all at the same time...

He has no control over this she man...no this man , for that is what she is..a man through and through, Joey is a boy...

In the midst of her heat, Bon Bon notices the kid's panic. If he had any sense, he'd get his hand up there, to take some of her length.

But his throat convulsing around the head of her cock is fucking bliss, and there's simply no time to instruct him in any way, as the sensations- finally- overpower her; Black shadows gather at the edges of her vision, her eyelids flutter.

A cry rips from her throat, her back arches into a bow, and the cum drives out of her balls and jets down his throat. He chokes, but swallows, and the constriction pulls another spurt out. It nearly hurts, so intense is the sensation. It leaves her whimpering, gasping for breath.

"fuuuuck!" Bon Bon groans. She begins to pull out, but Joey, oddly, seems to have locked his arms around her hips, keeping her tight against him. She looks down at the kid; his tangled hair, his eyes half-closed, and- oh god- his tongue still sucking, moving on the underside of her now hyper-sensitive cock. His hand slides, gently, into the crack of her ass.

He hears her cry out at the same time as she stiffens, her back arched, her cock just about as far down his throat as possible, he knows exactly whats gonna happen next but never having been on the receiving end he isn't quite ready for the force and amount of hot cum that she begins to unload in him.

As the cum hits the back of his throat, he does begin to choke and any thoughts of trying to hold her seed in his mouth immediately leave his head.

Holding himself upright his hands locked around bon bon's hips, he swallows hard..it feels like a waterfall of cum rushing down his throat but it allows him to breathe but only momentarily as his constricting throat pulls forth another river of spunk, he continues swallowing, drinking her very essence untill he has made sure that he has taken every last drop.

He isn't sure just how long this experience lasts but suddenly feels himself losing his tight grip on Bon Bon, his hands slipping from her hips and sliding down into the crack of her ass, feeling the heat emanating from there!
His mouth still tight around her cock, his tongue still playing and sucking around her cockhead, ensuring she is indeed finished.

He looks up into eyes that seem to peer directly into his soul , he's absolutely drained, the days adventure finally taking its toll, he manages to unlock his hands, he thinks perhaps Bon Bon is helping him but he's not quite sure.
He feels his body fall back onto the bunk, his eyes closing immediately, something brushes his cheek and forehead but he's too tired to open his eyes again and not long after his head has hit the pillow he's asleep, adrift in a nightmare of dreams that only he can see or hear.

Straightening her clothes, Bon Bon looks at the ragged mess passed out on her bunk. After a day like this one, he could sleep for twenty four hours. In her mind, she calculates the total of the bribes she'll need to pay, to keep him undisturbed. What it will cost to move him into her cell with her, if he proves to be tractable enough to partner her.

She replaces the shiv into its hide-hole- chipped right out of the concrete floor.

Her body is still thrumming from that incredible fuck. For years now, she's been able to close her eyes for an exact amount of time- twenty minutes, no more- and open them again, and that's what she does, lying down next to Joey and sinking into sleep for a few precious moments. Her hand lays on his thigh, the warmth of his skin comforting and exciting.

When she sits up again, he hasn't moved an iota. But Bon Bon gets up, pulls breath into her lungs, refreshes her makeup, throws a feather boa over her shoulders. There is work to be done, politicking to perform, money to be made. Joey has to be made off-limits to the big men, for one thing.

So she steps out into the yard, swaying as seductively as any recently-seduced woman ever did. Her hands flutter, her eyelids flutter. To the catcalls of the yard, she does the Marilyn Monroe drop, sliding one hand into her crotch, the other over her ass.

"Oh, honey..." she calls out to anyone who might care; "That is a real May-yun!" Camping it up.

She catalogues the reactions. Scar and his contingent would be the most likely to call her bluff, but Scar just isn't that bright. Not any more, anyway.

Roxy, 23..one of Bon Bon's girls watches as Bon Bon strutts out into the yard, she wishes she were Bon Bon, getting that young stud in her bed!

She would do anything for Bon Bon, anything at all and she had but underneath she was also so goddamned jealous!

She remembered when she had first come to the pen, she had wanted to be 'husband' for Bon Bon but Bon Bon had just taken her cherry and then discarded her, well not really discarded her but only befriended her, making her into one of the 'girls'!

Roxy wanted more than this, she wanted what that little prick Joey seemed to have been given, why him, why not Roxy?

"Hey girl, how is that hot stud , tell little ole Roxy all about him"!

"Roxy, my bay-bee!" Bon Bon hoots. "C'mere, honey, hold your sister up!
'That boy just wore me out..."

Roxy trots over, in her pink espadrilles, to link arms with her "sister." Bon Bon sees the momentary glint in the green eyes, but notices how fast it's gone, too. After all, Roxy has only been inside a few years. Some men have a harder time accepting the way things go. Roxy is adjusting.

You ain't fair, Bon!" Roxy pouts. "You always get the good stuff first!"

"You can have a piece of him too, sugar." Bon Bon promises. Loudly enough for certain interested parties to hear. "He got puh... LENty!
'and, listen, sugar." she drops her voice down to a private level, audible only to the one girl's ear; "You know those pills we get for Scar and that other guy..? It's getting time to bring more of them in. So you on laundry tomorrow, honey, and you watch for that truck okay?" Roxy nods, grinning.
"That's my girl!" Bon Bon coos. "Cause you know, he needs them pills.." The two whores cackle in appreciation of the joke.

"He got plenty, Bon Bon"?

I just bet that he does she thinks to herself, visualising the little animal, all talk but apparently able to back up his words!

"So honey, you will share with Roxy, that makes me feel just hotter than a whore fucked on a Sunday"!

She slides her hand across Bon Bon's silky skirt, allowing herself to cop a feel of the tight ass that she knows is hiding just under that pretty short skirt.

"So Bon honey, that other guy, where he at today, i aint seen him yet and you know just how much he makes this little pussy of mine ache"?

Roxy lets her fingers lightly stroke between her legs......

"Oh, Girl." Bon Bon says in answer to Roxy's importunities. "naw, you know- he's just young, dumb, and full of cum... the kid's got a big mouth. It's even bigger, now! haaaaa..."

Feeling the sly hand in her crotch, she fixes Roxy with a hard stare, until the bitch takes her hand off the goods. Let her handle her own, the horny slut.

Seems to me, I saw your guy in the main room, Roxy" she answers. "You know, he's always reading..."

She grabs the blond by the elbow, hard.
"You can't give him everything for free, Roxy" she says sternly. "You hear me?"

I wish he were full of my cum, Roxy thinks to herself and begins to imagine the young punk, visualising just how tight his virgin little ass might be, unless Bon Bon had already popped his cherry.

Bon Bon whispers to her that her old man was probably reading again in the main room.

She sets off to find him, fuck she needed some release right now and the young punk was definetly off limits, for awhile any way.

She visibly flinches when Bon Bon squeezes her arm painfully.

"Fuck Bon Bon, why'd you have to go and do that"? she whimpers rubbing her arm where a bluish bruise was aleady begginning to form.
"I don't allways give it to him for free, but im really needin it right now"!

"go get it" Bon Bon advises. "But get something for it, too, ain't you learned nothing?

And you better be on the laundry detail tomorrow, stupid bitch. We don't get those pills, I can think of two people gonna die." She eyes Roxy meaningfully.