JaxRhapsody
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For some reason Chapter 2 of Rage was rejected. I clicked on why and it gave me like three reasons. As far as I know punctuation is okay. It's the second chapter, the whole plot won't be revealed or completely understood by chapter two. Most likely it's going to be a six chapter or so story. SO like read this and let me know what the fuck I can do to live up to this sites Corner-Carvers.com style standards.
Shower time
So I get my stuff for the showers. I take one with a good view and begin to wash up. The guards seem to really have a good view. I guess for good reason. Anyway one of them was talking to Johnson and then to other guards.
"I heard they call you Snap?" Spoke a deep voice.
"Yeah, they do." I replied.
"Why don't you wash my back real quick? Let's get acquainted." Said the voice.
"Naw, don't thank so. Plus we don't have that much time anyway." I retorted.
"But, we do. You see, this is a special occasion. We have plenty of time. Now wash my back. C'mon, snap to it." He said.
I glance to see Johnson's johnson. Ahh, that’s why. This fool is like seven inches flaccid. I feel a reach around as he plays with my stuff. From there I was pushed up to the wall-being dry humped. If I don't stand up now, this shit really won't end.
"I should fuck yo asshole inside out. But I think we might need to work on that. I don't think you ready. I'm gonna turn you around so you can clean my dick." Said Johnson. "Hey get over here!"
He called over his two lackeys and I was beat to my knees. They forced my mouth open and Johnson pushed his dick in. He started to fuck my face. "Take this dick, faggot." He'd say.
"Fuck you and your dick, you bastard." I muffled, as I bit it.
"Shit! Mutha fucka bit my shit! You fucked up now. Get the soap!" Johnson yelled.
Next thing I know, I was kicked in the stomach and a bar of soap was propping my mouth open. One guy pissed down my throat, when I tried to gag, I was slapped in the face, a lot. For a brief moment I caught Mao looking at me apathetically. There was no one else in here besides the guards and Johnson's crew. Johnson then stuck his dick back in my mouth and jacked it off-he ejaculated down my throat to my face, followed by everybody he rolled with.
"Get the fuck up and get the fuck out." Growled one guard.
Him and another guard hit me with a tazer and dragged me to my cell naked. I stand there stunned and confused with the soap still in my mouth. Sperm on my face. Mao looked at me and only spoke one sentence.
"You are going to have a nightmare hea, broda." He said.
"What the fuck am I supposed to do? I mean I try and be good and shit. I think they have it out for me. Do I even matter? I can't live like this." I said.
"You or your life doesn't matter. You are labeled now. Labeled as somebody who themselves doesn't value their life. Mostly by your actions or lack thereof. Catch twenty-two broda," Explained Mao. "Besides, you still got a long way to go. "
"I can't stand this shit. I'm going to bed." I said.
I lay in my bed while Mao watches TV. Lights turn off.
Shower time
So I get my stuff for the showers. I take one with a good view and begin to wash up. The guards seem to really have a good view. I guess for good reason. Anyway one of them was talking to Johnson and then to other guards.
"I heard they call you Snap?" Spoke a deep voice.
"Yeah, they do." I replied.
"Why don't you wash my back real quick? Let's get acquainted." Said the voice.
"Naw, don't thank so. Plus we don't have that much time anyway." I retorted.
"But, we do. You see, this is a special occasion. We have plenty of time. Now wash my back. C'mon, snap to it." He said.
I glance to see Johnson's johnson. Ahh, that’s why. This fool is like seven inches flaccid. I feel a reach around as he plays with my stuff. From there I was pushed up to the wall-being dry humped. If I don't stand up now, this shit really won't end.
"I should fuck yo asshole inside out. But I think we might need to work on that. I don't think you ready. I'm gonna turn you around so you can clean my dick." Said Johnson. "Hey get over here!"
He called over his two lackeys and I was beat to my knees. They forced my mouth open and Johnson pushed his dick in. He started to fuck my face. "Take this dick, faggot." He'd say.
"Fuck you and your dick, you bastard." I muffled, as I bit it.
"Shit! Mutha fucka bit my shit! You fucked up now. Get the soap!" Johnson yelled.
Next thing I know, I was kicked in the stomach and a bar of soap was propping my mouth open. One guy pissed down my throat, when I tried to gag, I was slapped in the face, a lot. For a brief moment I caught Mao looking at me apathetically. There was no one else in here besides the guards and Johnson's crew. Johnson then stuck his dick back in my mouth and jacked it off-he ejaculated down my throat to my face, followed by everybody he rolled with.
"Get the fuck up and get the fuck out." Growled one guard.
Him and another guard hit me with a tazer and dragged me to my cell naked. I stand there stunned and confused with the soap still in my mouth. Sperm on my face. Mao looked at me and only spoke one sentence.
"You are going to have a nightmare hea, broda." He said.
"What the fuck am I supposed to do? I mean I try and be good and shit. I think they have it out for me. Do I even matter? I can't live like this." I said.
"You or your life doesn't matter. You are labeled now. Labeled as somebody who themselves doesn't value their life. Mostly by your actions or lack thereof. Catch twenty-two broda," Explained Mao. "Besides, you still got a long way to go. "
"I can't stand this shit. I'm going to bed." I said.
I lay in my bed while Mao watches TV. Lights turn off.
