Drug Lord And His Prison Pen Pal (OPEN PM)

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Drug Lord And His Prison Pen Pal (CLOSED)

Name: Eleanor (Ellie for short) Thompson
Age: 23
Looks: https://i.pinimg.com/originals/b3/27/50/b327506d32c24a7aaf9f673b88094686.jpg

Ellie was a bartender who had some how become a pen pal with a dangerous and violent Drug Lord by the name of Tony Cancio- https://i.pinimg.com/564x/67/87/5a/67875a9448d1757bdd23ecf3a3412eec.jpg who was locked away in prison. She had visited him a few times, sent him naughty pictures of herself and they had nightly phone sex. She didn’t know what it was about him although they had never been alone and been able to really touch and fuck each other she was extremely turned on by him. She liked he was a powerful man who just wanted her so bad. She got in bed waiting for her nightly call from Tony wearing https://www.picclickimg.com/d/l400/...mmers-Black-May-Babydoll-Chemise-sexy-one.jpg.
 
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Tony absolutely hated waiting in the payphone line. Everybody wanted to have more contact with their loved ones and nobody could ever stick within time limits—but today, he had no choice. The cell phone he’d had smuggled in got snatched up in a bunk raid, so until Ellie or someone else could get a new one in for him, this was what he was reduced to. The guy on the phone in front of him was crying… generally a bad omen for brevity.

In truth, prison hadn’t been so bad for Tony. His connections made him favorably known to most of the gangs and his lack of official affiliation allowed him to stay clear of the petty rivalries between the gangs that so often ended in blood. He still had loyal Lieutenants on the outside, keeping his business running and keeping him safe. The guards could be bought much cheaper than actual police and the inmates could get just about any contraband in if one was willing to pay.

The hardest thing about prison was the solitude. Being cut off from everyone who he cared about, not knowing what was happening on the street—or when he did know, not being able to do anything to help. It was like forced hibernation—except that it accelerated his aging rather than suspending it. If death was a “dirt nap,” prison was a “cement nap.”

Tony briefly worried that his time inside was making him poetic.

Tony’s eyes snapped to the wall clock. Ellie would have been expecting him for some time already. He hoped she was warming herself up by fist-pumping that little cocksleeve of hers. A smile crept across his lips and his gigantic bulge in his khaki pants grew even a little larger. Damn, this dude was taking forever.

Another glance at the clock, ten minutes overtime. This was starting to get ridiculous but Tony was uncertain what to do. He’d booked a visit for Ellie later this week, so if he just beat this dude senseless with the receiver, he’d surely be in solitary for her visit—which he didn’t want. But if he just let this guy walk all over him, just because he was sobbing and crying, Tony might lose clout—which could have countless unforeseen consequences.

“Come on, brother. You’re ten over already,” Tony groaned, gesturing to the clock, “my girl wants to hear from her ‘Daddy’ too.”

“Hey, fuck you, asshole!” the weeping man became hard again in a flash but his tear streaked face still betrayed his humanity, “go jerk off in your cell, this is my goddamn daughter! I’ll bash every tooth out of your head if you smear her name.”

The guy was cradling the receiver against his chest, presumably to muffle his profanity from his daughter. Family was always a touchy subject and Tony knew that threats like that were almost never empty words.

“Look, I’d never say anything salty about your daughter, I wish you were still there with her—but we only get two hours with the phones and there’s a line,” Tony replied, both defensive but still determined. “tell her you love her and you’ll see her tomorrow.”

“Don’t fucking prompt me, bitch!” Deandre, the 300 lb. estranged daddy barked before turning back to the phone and changing his entire tone and demeanor altogether, “papa’s gotta go now, sugar plumb. I’ll talk to you tomorrow. Yes! Kiss-kiss-kiss-kiss-kiss-kiss-kiss! I miss you so much… still four hundred and seventeen days, one less than yesterday. Okay. Sweet dreams, princess. I love you more… no, I love you more… well I love you more than water drops in the ocean…”

“Fifteen over…” Tony muttered, rolling his eyes.

“Alright my darling. Talk to you then. Bye bye. Give mommy snuggles from me.” Deandre finished in his sweet voice after glaring murder at Tony, “yes, bye bye sweetie!”

Finally, Deandre hung up and Tony stepped up for his turn with the phone. Deandre picked the receiver back up and held it away from him.

“Next time, stand in a different line TC.” Deandre demanded ominously before dropping the phone to let it swing by its metal wire and clack against the concrete wall, “never interrupt me and my sugar plumb again. Got that?”

“Yeah, okay, I got it. I didn’t mean anything by it, we’ve all got loved ones—”

“NEVER! Interrupt me again!” Deandre reiterated, walking away.

Tony quickly raised the receiver to his ear.

“Yes, thank you. Area code 505, 223 6576—” Tony rattled off Ellie’s number easily, well committed to memory, he tucked his body into the corner between the payphone and the wall, trying to replicate some facsimile of privacy, even though it was understood that the guards monitored payphone calls, “she’ll know who it is.”

“You have a collect call from Fresno Federal Corrections Facility. Do you accept the charges?” Tony listened as the automated recording panhandled for pocket change on his behalf, he always thought it was so cruel that they, the inmates, had to listen to this part of the call, a computer bargaining their lives—having to listen in helpless if and when their loved ones pretended not to remember them, “thank you.”

“Sorry for the wait, baby. You know how the phones can get in here,” Tony all but whispered into the phone, using his own version of a different voice with Ellie, “what are you wearing? Something sexy for Daddy, I hope. Is your pussy nice and wet, too?”
 
Ellie wondered why Tony hadn’t rang yet. He rang her at the same time every night. She guessed maybe his cell phone had been found in a raid. She decided to start getting herself ready if it was a payphone call it wouldn’t be very long. She pulled her panties and lightly slapped her pussy making it squirt and cover her hands in juices.

She began forcing her fist into her pussy. She wasn’t a girl who liked to work up to a fist when she was horny hell, she wanted the whole fist straight away even if it did hurt a little. She began pumping her fist into her wet little pussy. She moaned loudly her pussy began making squelching noises.

Her phone started to ring, and she recognise the number as the Fresno Federal Corrections Facility and she of course accepted it eagerly wanting to hear her mans voice. She couldn’t believe how crazy she was for this man she had never met outside of prison. She had fallen for a man behind bars and was madly in love with him which was crazy she knew but all the best people are a bit crazy.

She felt tingles all over her body hearing his voice. “Hey Daddy. I miss you. I was starting to worry you got yourself in trouble and was in solitary.” She said. She put her phone on loud speaker. “Can you hear how wet I am Daddy?” She giggled fisting herself harder making her pussy loudly squelch for him.

“Well Daddy I am in the babydoll I sent you the picture of the other day in the prison mail. I wish you were her with me. I want to feel your hands all over me. You know when I showered this morning, I was thinking of you. I was thinking of you bending me over shoving against the prison glass and fucking my wet little pussy.” She said breathing heavily.

Her nipples were hard under her babydoll as she was slamming her fist in harder and fast. Her legs were trembling. “Oh, Daddy I want cum. Can I cum all over my dirty fist for you?” She said. She knew the guards monitored these calls but didn’t really care she didn’t get much time to talk with him and this was her favourite way to spend her way talking to him on the phone.
 
“I miss you too, babygirl. I can’t wait for you to come and visit me in a few days,” Tony muttered into his phone, still tucked against the wall to try and disguise his growing erection, “oh babygirl, that pussy sounds so fucking juicy.”

“Oh yes, that black and white, see through one. You look so sexy in that thing. Damn I wish I was there, too. I’d fuck that tight, wet pussy of yours so hard your bedframe would break,” Tony continued, his voice deep and sultry as he tried to minimize the number of people listening in, “I’ve been on my best behavior this week, because I don’t want to miss out on your visit. Maybe you can bring me something that’ll help us have some more privacy.”

That was about as explicit as Tony could be with the guards listening in, he was asking her to smuggle in a new cell phone for him. Which would mean hiding it inside herself when she came to visit—it was terribly difficult to smuggle things through visits, as both parties would be thoroughly searched in and out, but Tony had earned some privileges while he was behaving himself, which meant that he and Ellie would be able to sit at a table together instead of talking on a phone through glass as they had on a few prior visits of hers.

“Not yet!” Tony ordered when Ellie begged him to cum, it was hard to say ‘no’ to her, but he knew she’d cum much harder if he could keep her edging for the rest of his ten minutes he had with the phone, “don’t cum until the end. Daddy wants to make you ache for him, actually fucking hurt from the wanting—hurt like I do.”

He wasn’t being metaphorical, Tony’s cock was hard enough to cut glass right now, but he was viciously pressing his dick against the wall, trying to force it back down before he had to turn back to the rest of the gathered inmates.

“Stretch that ass for me some,” Tony smirked, closing his eyes to try and imagine her doing what he was saying, “stuff yourself full in all your holes—you know Daddy doesn’t like a ‘one trick pony.’”

It was sort of a wonder what Ellie—the young, beautiful, reputable woman saw in Tony. They hadn’t even known one another on the outside, in his grander years. She loved him, even separated by concrete walls and handsy, balding guards. Tony felt like he owed her big-time, but there was nothing he could do from in here, not really.

“In a week I got us a reservation for the trailer,” Tony sighed, realizing that this pressing business was doing the opposite of calming down his boner, “we can finally do all the things we’ve been aching for. Two whole hours alone—really, actually alone. We can do anything we want to each other. I mean anything…”

“That’s time—asshole!” the guy behind him shouted, breaking into his fantasy.

“Now. Cum now for me, you beautiful slut. Give me an orgasm worthy of how much we’re suffering apart.”
 
“I look forward to seeing you Daddy.” Ellie said. She always looked forward to seeing him and was wet whenever they had a visit even though he couldn’t do anything about it. Some of their visits had been behind prison glass but this next one was going to be in the same room with each other and she could not wait. “You are a very good boy Daddy behaving for me so we can see each other without glass between us. I will do what I can to make things easier for us.” She said.

Ellie was smart enough to know that they couldn’t really say what they meant because of the monitoring. She would make sure to get him a better phone than last time though so she could send him pictures directly without having to post them. She knew the guards rifled through the prisoner’s post and probably had enjoyed her pictures a bit too much.

“Okay Daddy I will be your good girl and not cum. You know my pussy hurts so bad not being able to have you in me. I can’t wait till the day I feel your cock in me. I want feel you fill up all my slutty little holes.” She said. She got a butt plug and spat on it and started forcing it into her asshole. She groaned out feeling it stretch her tiny little asshole. “Well I am no one trick pony Daddy.” She gasped out her fist moving faster the plug deep in her ass.

“Oh, Tony that sounds like fucking heaven to me. I am guessing I won’t be able to bring any toys with me though because they might see them as a weapon.” She laughed. She heard another man’s voice shouting she was guessing that it was a guy waiting to use the phone. “Ah Daddy I can’t wait to feel you in me I think you will do much better job of stretching me out then my tiny little fist.” She cried out creaming all over her fist.

“I love you Daddy and can’t wait to give myself to you completely in every and any way you want.” She gasped out. She wiggled the butt plug around in her ass making her squirt and cum harder. She was screaming out in pure pleasure for him.
 
“Yes, yes, yes,” Tony was grunting as he listened to Ellie squirting and cumming for him over the phone, “that’s my good, sweet, wet, little babywhore. I fucking love you, girl. Gotta go.”

Tony slammed the receiver down on the hooks and turned away from the wall, doing a poor job at hiding his hard cock behind his hand. He looked fairly natural, gripping himself in that way, but the massive, bulging nature of his erection was too noticeable, even behind Tony’s massive, tattooed hand. He walked away limping, back to his cell to wait for the “lights out” call.

Several of Tony’s friends and associates hailed him or called out, but he didn’t spare any notice for anyone. The only person on the planet that he wanted to see was miles away, behind thick walls and razor wire fences. It was a torment worse than any other aspect of his confinement. He wondered if this was what it felt like to have something to lose.

“Come on, now Youngblood. Keep that head up. If they think they can beat you, they gonna try you,” Ben Lawson, Tony’s elderly cell mate tried to reassure him, “what’s got you lookin’ so ‘confiscate my shoelaces’?”

“I just miss my girl, that’s all,” Tony muttered glumly as he climbed onto his bunk, “I just want to sleep until I get to see her again and just lose all these hours in between.”

“Yeah, well, you ain’t the first to wish to Rip Van Winkle your way through a bid—that’s why they wake us up and move us around and all that other shit. If they let us just retreat into ourselves, prison wouldn’t be such a steaming pile of shit. Like it is.”

“You’ve got something to say about everything,” Tony remarked, his tone almost insulting with his back turned toward the cell.

“Not everything. Still, I’d rather be heard than be gone—but I can tell you’re going through it. So, I’m going to stay after my own white whale. You remember to chase after yours in moderation,” Ben answered, turning back to his desk lamp and his book.

Tony had retrieved Ellie’s photographs from his hiding spot inside his thin mattress pad. He was turning through them somberly, touching his hard cock but unable to actually relieve himself, given his lack of privacy.

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Tony served the hardest time he could recall in the time between his phone call with Ellie and her visit the next day. His mind was on overdrive while the world around him seemed to be running with the parking brake on. Everything seemed to take a lifetime and everyone seemed to want to distract him with something.

By the time he found himself being strip searched to be allowed into the visitation room, Tony felt like half of his life had been squandered away. The inmates sat down before they let the visitors in, spreading out at the round, metal tables that were bolted into the floor.

That time, waiting in that room, it seemed to slow down more and more—like a countdown that keeps dividing by half, getting lower and lower, but never quite reaching zero. He was tapping his foot rapidly, waiting for the door to open.

Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!

What would she be wearing? Would the time have worn on her as it had him? Did she even love him anymore? Was he… nervous? Tony’s mind circled round and around like a carnival ride, each thought torturing him more and more—until he was convinced that this was all a sham, an elaborate prank on him. That visitor’s door was welded shut. There never had been an Ellie. She was a fiction created by someone who wanted to exploit his drug connections and he’d walked right into it! He wasn’t here to see Ellie, he was here to be murdered!

Just as Tony started frantically searching for a way to escape this room, the Visitor’s Door finally opened…
 
“Yeah Daddy I am your babywhore and I love you. See you soon my love.” Ellie said. She was sad the phone call came to an end. She wished they could talk for longer tonight but his phone had been found in a raid so they couldn’t. She was definitely going to be sneaking in a phone for him at her next visit. She laid in her bed thinking of him and how good he looked that in prison jumpsuit. She always lots of fantasies of her man in his prison jumpsuit. She loved him and it was crazy how far in love she had fallen with him without actually having a relationship outside of the prison. Ellie fell asleep thinking of him.

She spent the next few days thinking of him. She really wanted him out of prison so they could start a life together. She knew their relationship would be completely different and it would change once he got out, but she knew she would be as loyal as she was to him when he got out as she was now even with him locked up. She hadn’t even fucked the man yet and since she started writing to him, she hadn’t been with any man. She was just in love with a man behind bars and was the kind of ride or die girl that would wait for him to get out. She had got him a phone to take in for him. She put it inside a condom and pushed it up into her pussy. She felt nervous about getting through the checks. She was used to the pat downs and metal detectors, but she hadn’t smuggled in anything like this for him before. She was super excited to see him. She got dressed in https://i.ibb.co/GtGvTVK/Two-Piecered.jpg and made herself up perfectly to see him.

When she arrived at the prison, she went through the usual metal detector feeling a little nervous but hiding it very well. Luckily, she didn’t alert the detector. During her pat down the man was very clearly enjoying touching her a bit too much. Her bag was checked and then she was let through to the visitor’s room. She sat waiting for him nervously. She played with her hair. She wondered how she would give him the phone she had smuggled it and now the trouble would be passing it to him. She couldn’t wait to se him her heart was racing. She saw the door opening and she smiled seeing him walk out. He looked so good right now.
 
Tony was led into the visitation room with the other prisoners by the guards who would oversee their visitation time. In the back of his mind he was considering how they would make the handoff of the cell phone without being seen—but all other thoughts fled from his mind at the moment he laid eyes on Ellie. She looked like a million bucks in her tight, red two-piece dress and recklessly high heels and as soon as he was freed from his shackles he rushed over to take her up in his arms.

Tony kissed her deeply and passionately, his large, tattooed hands coming down her bare back to grip and squeeze the firm, round globes of her ass, pulling her body against him so that she could feel how hard his thick cock was for her. His tongue wound and danced greedily with hers, keeping the kiss going for as long as the guards would allow.

“Alright, that’s enough,” Alex, one of the more sympathetic guards warned, “let’s keep it PG-13 here folks, there are kids present.”

After a gentle nudge from Alex’s nightstick, Tony reluctantly broke away from the kiss of his lover. He took her hand instead and sat beside her at the round, metal table. He kissed her fingers and her hand several times as they sat—it was a new type of torture to have her so close to him but still be unable to really touch her the way that he wanted to.

“It’s so good to see you, babygirl. You look fantastic,” Tony sighed between kisses on her hand, wrist and arm, “so good, I wish I could just throw you up on this table and fuck your tight pussy until the floor cracks.”

Tony embraced her, while sitting, kissing her neck now while he held her against him, savouring the feeling of her large, round breasts pressed against him. Below the table his hand was caressing her thigh, moving up toward the hem of her dress. He needed to normalize this behavior if he was to have any chance of retrieving the cell phone.

“Okay… that’s enough for ‘hello,’ Tony,” Alex interjected again, this was his least favorite part of the job, “you know there’s not supposed to be any of that kind of touching.”

“Come on, Lex. I’ve been around nothing but sweaty-ass dudes for the month since I last saw this vision. Can you blame me?” Tony’s hand was moving higher up Ellie’s skirt as he pled with the guard, he needed to make his move soon.

“Yeah, well… just don’t get carried away. I’ll do a lap, when I get back, you two keep your hands to yourself.”

Alex was good people, it was almost a shame to exploit his kindness in this way—almost, but not quite. Tony needed that phone to stay in touch with Ellie, and he needed to keep it this time.

“I’ve missed you so much, babygirl,” Tony sighed, pressing his forehead against hers as his fingertips reached the edge of her panties and worked their way inside, feeling for the condom, “the time is so much harder now that they can take you away from me.”
 
Tony rushed over to her and swooped her up. Ellie’s heart was racing. His big tattooed hands all over her felt like heaven. She kissed him back with as much as passion. God, she wanted him so bad. All she could think about was him bending her over the table and fucking her. His hands were on her ass and she moaned into his mouth her tongue tangling with his. She pushed her tits against his chest. Her hard nipples poking through the thin top. She wondered how long they would get away with this the guards didn’t like the prisoners and their visitors being too handsy.

She heard one of the guards tell them to keep it PG-13. Alex the guard nudged Tony with his nightstick and Tony pulled away from her. She smiled at the guard. “Sorry about him! He just can’t control himself.” She laughed sitting down with Tony. He was kissing at her fingers. She pushed up against his body just wanting to be close to him. It was horrible being so close but not allowed to really do what they both wanted and needed. “Thank you, Daddy always dress my best, for you.” She laughed stroking his chest. She kissed him her tongue aggressively exploring his mouth.

He was kissing her skin making her moan softly. “Oh yeah Daddy. We’d definitely break the table.” She laughed. He was kissing her neck her tits against him. She felt his hand caressing her thigh and moving up towards her dress. Ellie had never behaved like this when any of her past partners but none of them were like Tony. Tony was different. He was dangerous, devilishly handsome and he liked her for her he didn’t want to change her. Alex the guard told them off again and she felt like a naughty school girl getting caught getting a little to touchy feely in class. This guard was a good guy much nicer than the others she had experienced when visiting him. She smiled at him. “Thank you.” She said before he went off to do his lap.


“I missed you too Daddy.” She looked into his eyes their foreheads against each other. She closed her eyes a minute just enjoying being close to him. “You’re all I can think about all the time.” She said. He worked his fingers into her panties. She held his other hand and squeezed it softly as she started push the condom holding the phone out of her. She bites her lip keeping a loud moan in. She took her other hand and placed over her mouth stopping a loud moan filling the room.

She moaned into her hand. She hoped Alex the guard wouldn’t notice. She didn’t want to get caught not only would she get in a hell of a lot of trouble, but it would add more time on Tony’s sentence if they got caught during this exchange. She coughed making an excuse to have been covering her mouth. The condom fell out into her panties. She smiled at him. “I can’t wait for our conjugal visit I just can’t wait to be with you properly.” She blushed a little.
 
“Yes,” Tony sighed, doing his best not to be obvious as his hand moved higher up Ellie’s thigh, under her tight skirt, “I’m going to fuck you so damn hard. Over and over until you have to leave here on crutches. My God, every waking moment, all I can think about is slamming my big cock balls deep in that tight, little cunt of yours. I want to put a baby in you.”

His fingertips began to gently brush against Ellie’s barely-there panties, so he could feel it when she pushed out the phone, sliding with some effort into the tight confines of her sexy lingerie. The condom was wet and warm, he wanted to caress it in his hand, to explore it with his fingertips so that he could more clearly imagine exactly where it had come from. Exploring her insides through inversion. But there was no time for that, and Tony swiftly tucked the latex-wrapped device into his sleeve.

“You mean so much to me,” Tony sighed, looking up into Ellie’s expressive, brown eyes as he caressed his way back down her thigh, “I’ve never cared about anybody this much before. Hell, I never had anybody care about me this much either. I love it, but it makes the time go harder. It makes it so hard to do the time…”

Tony wasn’t exactly sure why he was saying this—it just kind of came spilling out of him. The relief at having the phone. The knowledge that they’d be able to talk to each other without being listened to that evening—it made everything feel so poignant and urgent. It suddenly felt like he could scarcely even stand the constraints of this visitation room. It was like slow torture and for the first time in his life Tony was confronted with a type of torment he wasn’t sure he could withstand.

“I’m not sure I can do it, Ellie…” Tony finally sighed at last, it was like a cry of defeat in the face of emotion for which he was unprepared, “I’m not sure I can be with you while I have to be here.”

What was wrong with him? Was he really doing this? Could there be any other way? His mind spun in circles while his body mechanically, in a way detached from the tumult of feelings that he was experiencing above the shoulders, he was working the cell phone down through his jumpsuit, raising up as if he were shifting his weight and lowering himself down onto it until it was well and truly hidden. There was no time to re-lubricate, but Ellie had kept it good and wet for him—and besides that, this physical pain was nothing compared to what he was experiencing with his feelings.

“When we do… next week, after our conjugal… after that, I don’t think that we can be together anymore. I love you too much and I don’t think that I can survive it.”
 
“And you mean the world to me Tony.” She said looking into his eyes. His hand was caressing it’s way down her thigh. “I’ve never loved anyone like I do and no one has ever loved me the way you have. What we have is special. It might be under difficult circumstances but you are my soulmate Tony. There’s nobody for me but you.” She said. She meant every word. She had never felt like this before and she’d do anything for this man. She was so invested in him and would be there waiting until the day he was released. She knew he had quite a bit of time left to serve but her love was more than strong enough to make it through. Even though it was painful and hard she would stand by her man.

Hearing him saying he didn’t know if could be with her while he was in here was a surprise to her. They had been together for a little while now and they had been surviving on visits and calls. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing when he said he didn’t think they could be together after their conjugal visit. “Tony no. You can’t really mean it. Please don’t break my heart. I know it’s hard being together but not actually being able to be together. Since we started writing to each other I’ve not even looked at another man. Please Tony don’t do this to me.” She said. Tears were rolling down her cheeks. She had never felt so much pain in her heart.

“I’ve taken such a big chance on being with you please you can’t dump me. You know I love you and I’ll wait for you as long as I have to. I would do absolutely anything to get you out of here. Please Tony I don’t know what I’d do if I didn’t have you.” She said. Her heart was breaking and she felt like her world was ending. “If you really mean it I don’t think I’ll be able to have the conjugal visit. I don’t want to be with you and then lose you in the same day.” She said. Her head fell against his arm sobbing into his arm. She was making an absolute fool of herself and could feel she’s on her.
 
Tony was a hard man. He’d done terrible things in his life to earn the status that he now had among the drug trafficking elite. He’d once murdered a woman in cold blood—no older than Ellie was, put two in her chest while she was crying and begging as easily as one might swat a fly. But seeing her—seeing Ellie, his love, in so much pain and knowing that he was the cause, it softened his heart in ways he’d never thought possible.

“No—oh God, no. I’m sorry. I don’t want that, not really,” Tony sighed, clutching the back of Ellie’s head and holding her to his chest, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it… I’m just… I don’t know what to do with these feelings. Not in here. These feelings and this place, they’re not compatible.”

It was something she said. She said she would do anything to get him out… it was then that an idea started to hatch. The Man in the Iron Mask, The Count of Monte Cristo, his mind had not been idle in his time in jail. But there wouldn’t be much of that time left if he was going to survive. He had to get out… but maybe there was a way to stop them from chasing him…

“I love you, Ellie. I will do anything for you, I swear it,” Tony took gentle hold of the sides of her face, raising her up to meet his heartfelt gaze, “right now, just trust me. Please. Don’t cancel the visit—I’m not going to lose you. You just can’t ever come back here after then.”

And neither will I

Of course, he couldn’t say this out loud, not with the guard watching. But he trusted that Ellie understood. His thumbs crept in from the sides of her face, wiping the tears from under her eyes.

“Alright everyone, that’s time. Let’s wrap it up.” Alex announced, deliberately dragging his feet in his regrettable duty to split up these couples, parents, children and siblings, “we’re already over time. Two minutes to say goodbye.”

The instant Alex started talking, Tony practically attacked Ellie, kissing her fiercely and caressing her hungrily. He lifted her up by her ass into his arms as his tongue greedily sought hers. His cock was rock hard and in this position, he was rubbing right up against her pussy—still exposed from when he’d retrieved the contraband. He wasn’t subtle about grinding. He hoped when he was done nobody would be able to tell who had dampened the front of his jumpsuit.
 
Tony held Ellie’s head against her chest. She sobbed into his chest her tears on his prison jumpsuit. “You know I don’t do things like this. I don’t fall in love easy and it is so hard having you locked up like this. It hurts enough having you in here but not having you at all would be hell for me.” She said. She was teary and her make up was slightly smudged.

“Well don’t end this then. If you really love you wouldn’t do this to me.” She said as he held her face making her look at him. He had loving eyes for her, but she was just confused and frustrated with the situation. She looked into his eyes as he told her she can’t ever come back. This was mix messages completely. He didn’t want to lose her, but he didn’t want her coming back here. Was he going to get out? How would he do that? He wiped away her tears.

Alex said it was time and Ellie didn’t want to leave. This visit had been so emotionally draining but she just wanted to be with him. Tony attack her lips with his. Kissing her fiercely. He was a like a wild beast hungry for her. He lifted her up by her ass. Her tongue was wrestling with his. She looked into his eyes. His cock was against her and it rub against her pussy that wasn’t completely covered by her panties after pushing out the phone for him.

She was grinded and thrusted against his crotch. Her pussy was covering his crotch in her juices. She was running her fingers through his hair pulling lightly as she kissed him roughly her tongue fighting with his in animalistic lust. God, she wished she could fuck him right now. She needed him so bad. She broke the kiss. “I love you Tony. I am forever yours.” She said. She kissed him again roughly her tongue probing his mouth. She knew Alex would soon come over and tell them off for not being PG-13.
 
“Alright, you two. That’s enough goodbye,” Alex gently tried to caution the fiercely kissing pair, “time to go back. Come on now.”

Though some deep part of Tony compelled him to fight for the right to do what his entire body was craving to do with Ellie, he knew that ultimately it was a futile struggle. If it was just Alex standing in the way of their love, he wouldn’t have been standing for long—but it wasn’t just Alex. Any show of aggression would be met with a half-dozen other guards in riot gear who could beat him into submission, regardless of how much he could bench-press. It wasn’t just a man standing in the way of his love—it was a whole system.

Reluctantly, Tony set Ellie back down, going slowly so as not to unbalance her as she rested her weight on the narrow spikes of her heels. Once she was on her own feet again he gave her one final kiss, dragging his teeth slowly over her bottom lip as they parted.

“I love you more than anything, Ellie. More even than my own life. Some day soon we’re going to be together—alone together and nobody will be able to force us back apart again.”

Tony kissed her one last time before Alex put his hand on his shoulder to start him back toward the central prison. Their lips parted, then their bodies, then their hands and finally their fingertips. It was agonizing to pull away after so short a time together, but it was still less painful than taking a beating in front of his beloved.

“We’ll talk soon. I promise,” Tony called over his shoulder, “I love you so much, babygirl.”

The forced walk toward the search area reminded Tony of the haul that he was still carrying inside himself—it made walking slightly difficult. He had to somehow steel himself to survive a search, which meant forgetting about Ellie for a short time and focusing on holding the contraband inside himself.

*-*-*

Tony was able to keep the phone hidden long enough to stash it inside his thin mattress pad and leave it there until lights out. He made a crude curtain out of cardboard to hide the light from his phone’s screen and turned himself toward the wall. He decided to start with a text… but what to say?

I’m really sorry about earlier. I don’t want to lose you. It’s just that this… it feels like I’m losing you over and over again.

As soon as it was sent, Tony regretted it. It sounded like he was whining again. Better force in a positive note.

But I have an idea!
 
Ellie didn’t want to get Alex in trouble. If he got in trouble, they wouldn’t be able to have their conjugal visit. She wished they just could be together the way they wanted to be. They had such passion for each other and if they were alone the table would be broken from them banging the hell out of each other.

Tony set Ellie back onto her feet. He kissed her again and dragged his teeth over her bottom lip. She moaned softly against his lips. Their bodies parted and she missed his touch, his lips on hers and the way their bodies fitted perfectly together. “Okay I love you.” She said smiling at him running her fingers through her hair.

She felt so emotional seeing him walk away. It was always painful to see him walking away. She left the prison and drove home her mind full of thoughts of Tony. She wished he was leaving with her.


*___*___*__*

She curled up in her nightie on the couch watching tv. She was feeling drained from the day. She was thinking of Tony and really missing him. Her phone went off and saw it was a text. She realised it was Tony. She worried about him he had been really down about them not being able to be together properly out of prison.


I know Daddy it’s always hard saying goodbye after a visit. I miss you. What kind of idea? Anything that can make this easier for us is a good idea. I love you.
 
Tony smiled at the screen in his bunk, Ellie was such a good woman to him—even when he had fits and made a fool of himself like he had today, she always knew just what he needed at the end of a tough day. This was hard on her too, he knew it, but she carried it better than he did. She was strong in ways that almost no one was anymore. She had grace and resolve, all wrapped up in the most beautiful package there ever could be.

I’m going to bust out of here. On the day of our conjugal, you and I are going to leave this place together and we’re never going to come back. We’ll split to Mexico and from there, the world is our oyster. We can go to the Bahamas, Cuba, Colombia—non extradition countries have the most beautiful beaches in the world!

It was a rather long text message, but Tony had still more to say. He’d been dreading introducing Ellie to his underworld contacts since he first set eyes on her. She was pure and good—unlike anything he’d yet encountered in the underworld. But if he was going to escape from a maximum-security prison and flee the country, he was going to need the help of his crew.

Before he went away, Tony had delegated almost all of his operation to his subordinates so that business could continue uninterrupted. There was a risk that with him inside, his people that were now running his operation could just turn their backs and try to make his operation theirs—but he believed his men were loyal. Loyal… just not exactly good.

Tomorrow I want you to reach out to Maxwell Dimarco, an associate of mine. I’ll let him know to expect you. He might be a bit handsy, but mostly he’s trustworthy. He’ll hand over a big bag of money and the two of you can discuss the next steps. For one thing, you’ll need to recruit a patsy—a fall guy who will do the rest of my time for me so that they don’t go out looking for us. We’ll buy him, get him inked with all the same tattoos I have and swap him in for me after our visit.

Tony’s heart was racing, a combination of excitement and fear. What if Max couldn’t be trusted after all? It had been over a year since he went away. It was one thing if his business partner decided to cross him and steal his money, but if he was now luring Ellie into danger, he could scarcely live with himself.

You’ll also need to find Alex away from work—we need him on the inside for this. For the right price, I think he’ll help us. If we play this right, we’ll be on a beach in the tropical sunlight by this time next week. Are you in, my love?
 
Ellie started to get tired so went upstairs to lay down in her bed watching her phone waiting for Tony's next message. She would stand by this man and wait for him as long as it took. She was loyal to him and they hadn’t even been together intimately yet. There connection was more than attraction and sex. She really loved this guy and would do pretty much anything for him. She saw his message and was shocked.

What? How are you going to do that? Being with you somewhere nice and hot sounds heavenly though.


She didn't know much about prison security but knew it wouldn't be awfully easy to break out. She guessed he had a carefully thought out plan. She knew he was going to have her breaking the law for this plan and she was willing to do it for him. It may make her crazy being willing to break the law for him and put herself at risk of prison time herself but she was in crazy, stupid love.

Well my love I know how to look after myself and know how to put a man in his place if he oversteps boundaries but also know how to be very friendly and accommodating too. Well I do know a man who is absolutely crazy for me who looks somewhat like you and I am sure I can persuade him into doing what we want him to.

She was feeling nervous about this plan and knew if he went wrong, they would be both screwed. His sentence would be extended, and she could go to prison for breaking him out and a girl like her although she was strong she wouldn’t make it in prison and she would definitely be made somebody's bitch. This was so dangerous but she was willing to do anything to get him out so they could start their lives together.

Daddy I am in. I have been all in since we started writing. You have me and I am willing to risk it all for you. I love you and can't wait for our life together to start. I am missing you so bad tonight. Wish you were here.

She took a picture of herself in her nightie in bed for him attached with a message: I am yours Daddy.
 
Tony sent Ellie the address of Maxwell Dimarco, his closest subordinate who was charged with running his operation while Tony was locked up. Max was also handling Tony’s unlaundered cash supply, which he’d need access to if this plan was going to work. He also texted Max to catch him up on the situation. Max’s answers seemed curt and dispassionate, but Tony attributed that to the texting.

When he felt confident that things were set up and ready to go, Tony jerked off to Ellie’s picture and went to sleep.

*-*-*

The next day, Max was up early. The mules had completed their run and the new shipment of product was arriving. The entire house was filled with young women, either totally nude or wearing just bra and panties to prevent them from trying to steal any of the precious product. There were four full-sized tables under bright lights were the product was being weighed, cut, weighed again and the packaged for sale.

As Max wandered around the scene, he occasionally helped himself to a grope or a spank from the sorting girls that he liked best. This wasn’t like a 9 to 5 job where they could report him for such behavior and Max took full advantage of it.

As the hour when Ellie was supposed to arrive approached, Max began checking his Movado watch more frequently. He was genuinely curious to see what kind of woman fell in love with an inmate in spite of his situation.

If she liked Tony, Max mused inwardly, she’d love him…
 
The next day Ellie got ready to go meet Maxwell. She slid on her blue playsuit ready to go. Tony had told her he was rather handsy man. She hoped he wouldn’t get too up close and personal with her. She may seem all sweet, but she definitely could handle herself if she needed too.

She got in her car and drove to the address Tony gave her. She was feeling a bit nervous. She did trust Tony though so knew he wouldn’t send her into a situation she could get hurt in. She parked up and slid out of her car. She walked over to his front door and knocked. She stood playing with her hair waiting to see who Maxwell was and how he would help her get her man out of prison.
 
Max swung the door open with a confident smile, making no attempt to disguise his lewd appraisal of Ellie, while casually wielding a pistol in his other hand. He was expecting her, no reason to alter his behavior for her sake. He took his time, looking her up and down, letting his eyes roam over every inch of exposed skin, trying to visualize her body that was hidden behind her clothes.

“Well, well, well, what have we here?” Max smirked, opening the door a little wider but not much, Ellie would have to brush up against him to get inside—he was curious if she’d give him the tits or the ass when she passed by, “you can’t be Ellie—Tony’s friend? I mean… when I heard that he met someone while he was inside I was imagining some fat bitch with tattoos, or maybe a tranny trying to get over on a guy who hasn’t seen a real woman in months—but you! You are not at all what I would have imagined. Come on in.”

Max’s hand rested very low on Ellie’s back as he led her into the house and onto the sorting floor where the dozen or so nearly-naked women continued with their work, unfazed by the arrival of a new person.

“As you can see, we’re really busy here today—Tony left things in quite a mess when he got himself rung up. Fortunately, I’m here now and order has been restored—but he may have a slightly different idea about what he’s owed than what’s actually true.

“See, I’ve been busting my ass ever since Tony went away to keep this operation running and to revive it from what Tony did to it—so that money that he thinks I ought to have for you, well sugar, it all got spent on fixing his mistakes, so I am afraid I can’t give you anything today…”

Max led Ellie straight past the sorting tables and into the “guest bedroom” that was really more of a flop house, with one bare, stained mattress on the floor and no chairs.

“Now, if you really want to help Tony with his grand scheme, I suppose you could earn some money. That way he’d never have to know about how badly he fucked up, or that his money didn’t survive his time away.”

Max had a devious expression on his face as he said this, his eyes firmly fixed on Ellie’s chest. It was clear what kind of work Max intended for Ellie to do.
 
Ellie saw Max checking her out. She fidgeted with her hair uncomfortable with his eyes looking her over like a piece of meat. She noticed the pistol in his hand. He opened the door but not wide enough for her to walk by without getting close to him. “Yes, I am Ellie and I am not just his friend.” She said walking in her tits brushed up against him. She didn’t like feeling his body against her as she walked in. Tony had told her he was handsy, but he was coming across as a sleazy pervert. She felt his hand move onto her lower back. She decided to let it slide because Tony had told her he was harmless.

She took in her surroundings seeing the nearly naked woman working. She raised her eyebrow at him when he said Tony might have a slightly different idea about what was owed to him. “I don’t think you look like you work very hard it those women not you, but I guess you don’t pay them well. Like to keep all the money for yourself, right?” She said. Since meeting Tony, she had become more bolder and quite sassy and feisty she never used to be like this.

Max led her to the guest bedroom. She wondered what the creep was up to. The stained mattress looked like it had seen quite a bit of action. She couldn’t believe his cheek telling her she could earn Tony some money. She knew what he meant. He wanted to fuck her it was pretty clear. She pushed his back against the wall and pushed her tits up against him pretending to be into it. She breathed hot air on his neck before grabbing his balls through his trousers. “Now fucking listen here Max I am not fucking you. You are disgusting pervert. Now I can go tell Tony all of this if you want but I warn you he has a lot of aggression built up in him right now because he can’t be with me and if you get in the way I am sure he will make sure you come to have a little accident. Just because he is behind bars doesn’t mean he can’t get to you. Now give me my man’s money or I might just show you I am not all sweet and angelic as you think.” She said.
 
Max grinned as Ellie pushed him against the wall and pressed her big, round tits against his chest. His free hand moved down from her back around the wide curve of her firm ass, it felt amazing as he sank his fingers into it for a brief moment of exquisite pleasure before she squeezed him in a much less pleasurable way and things took a turn for the hurtful. Max promptly released her ass and raised the barrel of the gun toward the ceiling, a posture of unconditional surrender.

“Hey—hey—hey—go easy, bitch!” Max groaned and winced, trying to move his hips to reduce the agony in his balls were painfully squeezed, “I’ll get it, okay? Just let go, let go of me!”

When Max was finally free from Ellie’s painful grasp, he moved to the other side of the room, wincing and massaging his injured balls. He moved the mattress with his foot to reveal a recess in the floor where large bags of white powder and bound stacks of cash were packed in tightly together. He grabbed a bundle of hundreds with a bank note around the center designating it $10,000. He tossed the bundle over to Ellie and then raised his gun on her.

“There’s ten. If your man wants more than that, you tell him to come get it himself,” Max insisted, keeping the gun between himself and Ellie, “and if you can’t get him out with that, then you can’t get him out. Now get the fuck out of my house.”

It wasn’t even remotely close to what Max owed Tony—but this whole situation sat wrong with him. He didn’t like answering to this strange piece-of-ass that he’d never even met before, and she hadn’t done much to ingratiate herself to him. She hadn’t brought rolling luggage or duffel bags, so it wasn’t like he could give her what she was asking for anyway. She’d have to be content with what he gave her.

“Go on, get out before I get really upset.”
 
Ellie felt Max’s hand move down her back and sank his fingers into her tight ass. He quickly let go of her ass when she switched things up on him. She laughed hearing him tell her to go easy as he winced. She let go of his balls. She watched him closely moving across the room. She made a mental note where he kept his cash and that stash of him just in case, she would have to use the information in the future. He raised his gun at her.

“Well Max if he isn’t happy, I will make sure to personally visit you again. I enjoy my visit.” She said taking the money from him. She looked at him tossing her long hair back. “Aww don’t you want me to stay and squeeze your balls again?” She smirked teasing him. She started walking out of the room. “Don’t miss me to much Max.” She said. She left his creepy house and headed back home. She felt rather empowered taking on Max like that. She was surprised that she was turned on by the interaction not by Max but by being a badass woman.

She sat down on her couch and rang Tony. She hoped he would answer she needed to inform him of how the visit with Max went and find out what her next step should be. She waited to hear his voice answering the call.
 
Tony was on the yard when he felt his pocket vibrating, letting him know that his beautiful woman was trying to reach him—most likely to inform him of her success. Tony knew that Max was a cad, but he’d always been much too smart to do something as dumb as crossing him. At least Tony remembered him being that smart… it was easy to lose track of time in prison.

“Excuse me, guys,” Tony excused himself from the group of other muscle men gathered around the free-weights to return to his cell, “we’ll talk more later. I’ll send a kite around tomorrow night.”

Tony was already setting up the framework for his big escape, martialing the help that he needed to keep the guards distracted while he and Ellie made their great escape, leaving some other sap to serve out the rest of his sentence.

“Hey there, baby,” Tony smiled softly, climbing into his bunk and ducking behind his rudimentary cardboard wall, “what are you wearing?”

Tony himself was still in his dingy tank top, wet with sweat from his outdoor workout with his jumpsuit tied around his muscular waist.

“I hope everything went well. I trust you didn’t have too much trouble carting all that money away?”
 
When Ellie got home, she had slipped into a black lacy cami set. “Hi honey. Just a lacy black cami set. I will send you a pic Daddy.” She said. She bites on her lip thinking of Tony in his prison jumpsuit. She had so many dirty dreams of him fucking her in his prison jumpsuit. She played with her hair thinking of how good he would feel deep inside of her.

“Well Daddy he tried to fuck me and also fuck you saying you didn’t actually have any money. I grabbed him by the balls and he quickly changed his mind, but he still didn’t pay up the right amount. He gave me $10,000 will that help us? What do I need to do next to get you out and fucking me until I am sore?” She said.


She got up and poured herself a glass of wine. "You know being a bad ass bitch to that son of a bitch really turned me on. I wish you were here to play with my body Daddy. I need you so very bad!" She said.
 
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