Planet of the Slaves } Reparations

[angelique127]

Isabelle Lynne Anderson: the youngest beautiful blonde daughter from a wealthy family { 22 years of age } from Savannah Georgia. Considered a true tradional southern belle and daddy's girl she does come across as spoiled, pampered and entitled. Nevertheless, after a whirlwind romance she married an successful investment banker named Charles Anderson, thirty years of age. Of course she left Georgia State and embarked on a month long honeymoon in Europe, returning to Savannah and residing in his estate there. Less than two years later there was an investigation into the firm and Charles was eventually convicted and sentenced to three and a half years in prison for fraud and embazzlement. Needless to say his young bride was devastated...

The lucky wealthy couple have been granted weekend visits at a cottage on the prison grounds, thanks to the skills Carl's lawyer. Not many married couples are given this consideration. However that doesn't mean Isabella is exactly pleased about going inside the dreadful four walls surrounded by barb wire. But she is determined to see her husband and have several serious issues to dicuss.

Dragging her suitcase along behind her Isabelle checks in at the desk showing her permission papers. The guard looks them over and tells her to have a seat next to door. She sits down and crosses her stocking clad legs and retrieves her hand mirror and lipstick from her designer purse and does a touch up on her lips. Of course her make up is just perfect as are her dress and heels. Isabelle always looks her best and today is not any different, even if she was in a drab and frightful prison. At least they would be afforded privacy in a private cottage...

And not to mention her husband missed her terriably and and they both wanted this reunion after three months apart from each other. Carl was absolutely terrified inside this place, surrounded by the dregs of society.

Finally the door opened a a very tall and big black female guard ushered Isabelle inside. My goodness she was an amazon ! Isabelle thought to herself.

" Put your suitcase on top of the table and open it for inspection. " The guard instructed.

Isabelle struggled with the rather heavy suitcase, unable to lift it.

" Ain't you just the dainty little thing ! Can't even pick up your own suitcase. What you do bring along your whole wardrode for just a weekend visit ? " the female guard asked.

" It's very heavy, could you help me please. "

" Get out of my way barbie doll, I don't have all day here. My God, you white girls are so weak, it's not funny. " the guard admonished, picking up the suitcase with one hand and easily throwing it ontop of the table.

" Please can you be careful with my things, they are very expensive. "

" For your sake, baby cakes, I hope I don't find any contraband. " Thelma warned.

Isabelle didn't like being called a barbie doll by a mere guard but decided it was best if she didn't bother to correct her. She just wanted to get out of there and see her husband.

" Oh my...what do we have here ? Ain't they just delicate ! " Thelma held up a pair of sheer panties in examination...

 

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For some reason Isabelle did not appreciate her lingerie that she had brought to wear for her incarcerated husband being searched by some rude, low paid black female prison guard.

" Yes I am visiting my husband for the weekend and he likes to see me in lingerie. I think you are being very rude. "

" Rude ? Where the hell do you think you are, white bitch ? Your fancy exclusive country club..." Thelma sneered.

Isabelle was totally shocked at being called a white bitch ! How dare she... " I demand to speak to your supervisor immediately. "

Thelma snorted and moved in front of the white wife, towering over her in a threatening manner. " Listen, you rich entitled bitch, I am the supervisor. You do what I tell you to do. Do you understand me ? "

Suddenly feeling very frightened and intimidated, Isabelle decided not to protest any further. She just wanted to go see her husband." Yes ma'am. "

" Ma'am ? I aint your damn black nanny, you call me Miss Thelma. "

" Yes Miss Thelma, can we please continue the inspection now. " Isabelle consented.

Satisfied for the moment after putting the entitled white rich bitch in her place, Thelma resumed checking her luggage. Frowning with dissaproval the guard tossed aside a corset and several pair of silk stockings.

" I never seen so much lingerie, what are you some fashion model or something ? I swear you white ladies like to dress up like a bunch of fancy sluts. " Thelma remarked, her fingers exploring a pair of five inch heels.

Isabelle resented being referred as a slut but did not dare disagree.

" My my my...what do we have here ? " Thelma asked inspecting a small purple bullet vibrator.

Isabelle almost died of embarrassment. She regretted bringing it along now. " How did that get in there ? "

Thelma laughed, " You tell me...I swear, you white ladies are freaky ! As if a good hard cock ain't enough. "

Isabelle remained quiet as the imposing guard went through her suitcase. Several items were set aside, such as glass perfume bottles and jewelry. Isabelle was worried about her pearls and valuable gems but didn't make a fuss. Finally the search of the bag was complete.

" Okay it's time for your strip search. Get over there and face the wall blondie. " Thelma smiled, slipping on a pair of rubber gloves.

" Excuse me ! " Isabelle was dismayed and not prepared for this insult to her dignity.

" You heard me barbie doll, don't make me tell you twice. " The female guard warned.

" Why I never...just wait until my lawyer hears about this. " Nevertheless the blonde complied, moving towards the wall.

" What are you waiting for, barbie ? Remove that dress ! " Thelma demanded.

Almost in tears at her humilation Isabelle reached behind to unzip her dress, letting it fall at her feet, leaving her clad in her stockings and heels, sheer see thru panties and bustier...

 

[makofin]

Ajax sat in the moniter room watching the screen with total interest. His subordinate guard Thelma Jackson was searching the wife of a prisoner, who was visiting for the first time for the weekend. He knew her name from the profile was Isabelle Anderson and she was beautiful to say the least. As a black man, Ajax preferred married blondes. Their was nothing better than converting loyal white wives and making them crave and submit to big black cock. His position as the top guard at the prison only made this easier. Ajax answered to no one except the warden, another black man in a position of power.

Hell yeah, Isabelle Anderson was perfect. She would be a perfect addition to their harum of pretty white wives who paid off their white husbands debt or reperations.

Officer Thelma Jackson was very good at her job and enjoyed humilating these white bitches first breaking down their resistance. They needed to be put in their place and she performed her duties to the best of her ability. It was the first step into making them submit.

 

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Isabelle covered her naked breasts with her hands, exposed by the bustier that pushed them upward, intended for her husbands eyes only. Meanwhile her fine ass cheeks were almost visable through the sheer materail of her panties. Never had Isabelle felt so helpless and humilatated.

" My oh my...just look at you, all dressed up pretty like a common slut in stockings and heels who wants to get taken advantage of. " Officer Jackson sneered.

" Excuse me, but I am here to visit my husband. " Isabelle insisted.

" Don't you dare get sassy with me missy, I ain't going to tolerate it, do you understand ? " Thelma grabbed Isabelle's arm and bent it upwards causing her to gasp and whimper in pain.

." Oh my...please, please don't hurt me ! I'm so sorry. " Isabelle pleaded, wincing in pain.

Officer Thelma Jackson laughed, enjoying hearing the soft and weak white bitch beg for mercy. If Thelma wanted too she could have easily snapped the fragile blonde wife's arm in a instant. Finally she released her arm...

" Put your hands against the wall barbie doll and spread em. " Thelma demanded.

Without hesitation Isabelle did what she was told. Using the opportunity, Officer Thelma placed her nightstick between the blonde's spread legs from the rear. She began to move it back and forth, gently at first, upon Isabelle's panty clad pussy...

" I hope you ain't hiding nothing in that hot married pussy of yours ! " Thelma whispered in Isabelle's ear.

" Oh no Miss Thelma, I would never ! " Isabelle insisted and unable to help herself she started to slowly move her hips and pussy against the hard wooden shaft...

 

[makofin]

Ajax sat up and quickly zoomed in for a close up of the beautiful blonde wife spread eagled against the wall. She had removed her dress and was clad in her stockings and heels and a pair of sheer panties that showed off her fine white ass cheeks, along with a matching bustier. Officer Thelma Jackson had thrust her nightstick between the blondes legs and she was starting to move slowly back and forth.

Already his big black cock was getting hard watching the scene unfold before him. She was perfect, submissive and willing as most white women were. Oh yes he was going to enjoy every moment of converting this white female over to big black cock. Ajax expected very little resistance from her, and as far as he knew not a single white wife ever refused. And the old sterotype proved to be true, once blacked they never went back. It was liked they constantly craved big black cock and easily became addicted to be dominated by a powerful black male.

Jax picked up the phone and dailed the wardens extension. " Hey you should see our newest addition to the club. "

" I trust you are on top of the situation. " Warden Davis laughed.

" Not yet but I will be soon. She will have to go through the welcome to the club ceremony first. "

" I understand, keep me updated son. "

Jax smiled to himself as he disconnected.

 

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stripsearched

Isabelle absolutely hated being at the total mercy of this rude amazon black female guard. Officer Thelma Jackson had almost broke her arm when she forced it upwards behind her back. Now Thelma held a big hard nightstick between her legs probing Isabelle's most private place. The visiting beautiful blonde wife assured the female guard that she was not hiding anything down there. This was just sooo humilating for her....

Nevertheless Isabelle had no choice but to endure the stripsearch. And Officer Jackson was very through. She removed her little pillbox dress hat first checking inside for contraband. At least the nightstick was removed from between her thighs, but the worst was yet to come. Isabelle's full milky white breasts were naked exposed above the tight bustier. The blonde felt Officer Jackson's fingers as she searched them first before pinching a nipple causing Isabelle to cry out in pain and surprise.

For some reason Isabelle did not dare protest, knowing it was hopeless to do so...

Isabelle just wanted to visit her husband alone and in private without all the dreadful treatment. If she had known Isabelle wouldn't have got all dolled up...she just wanted to look her best for her dear hubby who she hadn't seen for months.

 

[makofin]

Jax continued to observe the beautiful white wife being subjected to the strip search from the black amazon female guard. Isabelle wasn't the first and wouldn't be the last to endure the humilation. Jax had to admit that besides all of the married white ladies, this one stood out from the rest for some reason. Maybe because she was blonde. The other wives were brunettes or had long brown hair along with a token redhead. All were gorgeous with perfect bodies.

The captain of the guard, Ajax, had started this private club along with the warden and a few other black males a couple of years ago. The weaker white prisoners needed protection from the more agressive and meaner black males in the prison system. Of course this came at a price.

Their was a movement beginning and it was known as reperations for the black race who suffered under the evils of slavery. While not a federal law yet, it was considered to be voluntary in several cities in certain places. White guilt had alot to do with it. The prison Ajax worked in had such a program.

 

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stripsearch

" Just how much did these nice fake titties cost your husband ? " Thelma asked while lifting them up to search under them.

" It's none of your business. " Isabelle retorted offended by the question How dare she ask that...

" Don't you get sassy with me, missy. You rich spoiled white ladies come in here all high and mighty, all dolled up in your designer clothes and sexy lingerie, thinking you own the place. I gots some news for you, barbie, around here I make the rules. You know what I'm sayin ? " Thelma said yanking blondies head back by her hair.

" Oh yes...I'm so sorry. " Isabelle pleaded wincing in pain. How could this nasty female black guard get away with this ? How long was Isabelle going to endure being insulted ?

" Didn't I tell you to address me as Officer Jackson. Don't you disrespect me in my house, you understand what I'm saying ? " Another yank of her hair but this time harder yet.

' Yes, please don't hurt me Officer Jackson. I'm so sorry ! " Isabelle begged doing her best not too resort to tears...

The guard grunted letting go of the blonde wife's hair, only to reach down and fondle her panty covered derriere. " You have a nice firm round ass for a white girl ! "

Isabelle closed her eyes, not wanting to respond as her humilation at the hands of the black female guard continued. Soon a finger sneaked underneath the inside edge of her panties, touching her in her most private delicate place.

" Oh my goodness...are you about to cream your little ol' silky panties ? Why, are you are getting all hot and bothered on me ! " Thelma declared, delighted to discover the blonde wife's was cunt was slippery and wet.

" Oh no...please...is this really necessary ? " Isabelle pleaded helplessy. She couldn't believe that she was getting all excited by this mean aggressive black female stripsearching her...

 

[makofin]

Officer Jackson loved her job. The side benefits alone made it all worthwhile. What could be better than putting stuck up, rich and entitled white bitches in their place. These white bitches were soft and weak and couldn't fight their way out of a wet paper bag. Even so soon they would be submitting and spreading their shapely legs for superior black man and women. This white bitch was a perfect example. By the end of the day she would be willing serving her black owners and masters.

" You can't deny your pussy is dripping, getting your panties all wet, can you ? " Officer Jackson taunted.


The white wife could only whimper. She was at the black female's guards mercy.

" I'm so sorry Officer Jackson, please...I can't help it."

" That's what I thought. You all soft and dainty. Git yourself dressed bitch, before I slap you silly. "

Thelma clicked the button on her radio. " All cleared sir, she's ready to proceed. "

" Excellant Officer Jackson. Take her forward. " Ajax directed.

 

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Isabelle meekly followed Officer Jackson, relieved to escape that room and her humilating experience. Finally she was going to see her husband after all this time. True they were not in an expensive luxurious five star hotel but at least they could be in private, no matter what the circumstances. Isabelle had so many issues, financail or otherwise to discuss with her incarcerated husband. Their estate, the yacht, everything could be seized by the state to pay fine, penaltys and their lawyers. Isabelle was in a desperate situation and they faced foreclosure. This visit was not only about a sexual reunion between the spouses...

They arrived at a little gray cottage and Officer Jackson unlocked the door.

" What you waiting for ? Get your lilly white ass inside. " she demanded.

Isabelle obeyed instantly, fearing the female's guard wrath. She heard the lock turn shut and felt helpless and frightened. How did her poor husband deal with this on a daily basis ? She would go crazy, nobody gave her any information about what was happening or when she would be allowed to see Carl. One thing Isabelle noticed that their were no windows anywhere. She had no choice but to wait alone and scared.

After what seemed like a life time the lock turned and the door opened. A very pretty well dressed woman entered. It was obvious she wasn't a prison employee...

" Well hello there ! My name is Constance Irving. You must be Isabelle Anderson. So pleased to meet you ! Anyhow I was sent over here to welcome you to the club. " she said in a sugar sweet southern accent.

" The club ? I only came here to see my husband, Carl Anderson for visitation. Do you know where he is ? "

" Don't worry, sugar, he should be along shortly. In the mean time why don't we visit a little ? " Constance insisted.

" Fine, but I would like to see my husband, Carl. " Isabelle said almost close to tears. This had been one of the worst days of her life except when her dear daddy passed away.

" I promise you will see your husband soon. In the meantime why don't you take these little ol' pills to help calm you down. And I will explain what's going on." Constance offered.

" What are they ? "

" Just something that will make you feel better. Trust me, sugar. Constance promised.

For some reason Isabelle trusted this stranger. She assumed that Constance was married to a prisoner and here to visit also. Isabelle needed to calm down and swallowed the two pills.

Constance smiled. " Why, if you like I can help you get ready for your husbands visit. Don't you want to look all specail for him ? "

" Yes of course. When will he be here ? "

" It shouldn't be much longer, sugar. Let's go into the bedroom and touch up your make up. Don't you want to look your best ? "

Isabelle nodded and followed her new friend into the bedroom...

 

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It was a very small bedroom, just a bed with no silk sheets, nothing lke her luxurious bedroom at home. Isabelle did not dare complain although she was out of her element. There was however a small makeup table with a mirror. Constance iindicated that Isabelle sit there. Her new friend and confident picked up a brush and started brushing Isabelle's long blonde hair.

" Oh my your hair is just so thick and luxerious. I work in a beauty salon as a matter of fact and do this for a living. "

" Really ? I always wanted to that but my husband is very wealthy and didn't want me to have a carreer."

" Well I wouldn't work if my husband was rich. Instead he is incarerated here and I have no choice, if you know what I mean. " Constance remarked.

Isabelle felt she could confide in her newfound friend, " Honestly I don't know what we are going to do. That's why it is so important that I see my husband today. We could lose everything ! "

" Sugar don't worry, I have a feeling everything is going to be fine. " Constance said, continuing to tease Isabelle's hair.

" Why can't I see him...why is it taking so long ? Isabelle asked, almost in tears. Today had been most unbearable for her and she just wanted to be with her husband.

Constance stopped brushing Isabelle's hair. " Everything's going to be fine sugar. You will see your husband soon, I promise. Just have a little patience, it's just the way things are done around here. In the meantime I am going to make you so pretty for him...not that you are not pretty already ! "

" Thank you, so how long has your husband been incarcerated ? "

" Well sweetie it has been awhile...and I enjoy every minute of it ! "

" Excuse me, you actually like him being imprisoned ? "

Constance rolled her eyes, and laughed. " No, I meant visitation silly. "

" I never thought, in a thousand years that my husband Charles would ever be sent to prison. We have only been married for less than two years. I miss him, if you know what I mean. " Isabelle confided.

" What was Charles sent to prison for ? "

" A white collar crime...I think embazzlement. My husband is not violent at all. "

" Oh, I see well at least you were granted visitation. It is very difficult to get. " Constance remarked.

" Can you believe our lawyer actually suggested that I divorce him since our finances are all tied up in court. Why I would never...but that's why I have to have Charles sign some papers my new attorney prepared. "

 

[makofin]

Officer Jackson went into the monitor room where Ajax was waiting.

" I have a feeling you are gonna love this one. She is right up your alley. Rich, entitled, spoiled, not to mention blonde. " Thelma said.

Ajax nodded in agreement. " It's going to be my pleasure to groom her. "

Thelma snickered, " I really don't see what you like about these white bitches. "

" Like you don't a few on the side. You like them as much as I do. " It was well known that officer Thelma Jackson was gay and preffered white women.

" Well Isabelle Anderson is kinda dainty and naturally submissive. She will make a perfect collection to your harum. " Thelma said.

" It's a dirty job but somebody's got to do it. " Ajax remarked, standing up and strapping on his belt which held his nightstick and taser.

 

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Isabelle just wanted to have her visit with her dear hubby. Constance who was a stunning brunette and was slightly older than she wanted to make the new blonde wife feel welcome. She remembered how nervous she was the first time she visited. Isabelle had expected after enduring that dreadful inspection by the rude female guard to find her husband waiting in the cottage. Not another female.

Constance continued to work on Isabelle's hair, braiding it. Isabelle seemed to pout but didn't protest further. She wondered if their was going to be a charge for the services...

" After we are finished getting you ready I will take you over to introduce you too the rest of the ladies in the club. There are seven of us wives now. Just relax, I promise soon you will look forward to the weekends like we all do. " Constance reassured the young blonde.

" Well I was looking so forward to seeing my husband. " Isabelle pouted, but liked what her new friend was doing with her hair. Constance had did little braids which held her thick luxurious hair up leaving little ringlets falling down the side.

" Don't you look like a princess ! " the older woman exclaimed.

The young blonde studied her reflection in the mirror pleased by image. " Why thank you Constance...I think my husband will absolutely love it this way ! "

" Constance only nodded and handed her a tube of lipstick. " Here put this on I think this shade will be just perfect. Trust me I was a makeup artist at one time. "

" Really ? So I am this this excellant makeover for free ! " Isabelle laughed. The pills must be starting to work because suddenly she felt much more relaxed.

" Yes really it's been my pleasure. Now come on let's go over to the recreation room and meet the ladies. " Constance urged.

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Constance made the introductions. There were five other females of various ages but all were very gorgeous and dressed up for the occasion. There was another blonde, a redhead, and two women with long brown hair besides another brunette. Isabelle could not recall all their names at the moment but they all were very friendly and nice. Isabelle was not asked but was handed a glass of wine.

" Perhaps you would prefer something stronger. " Daphne, an very beautiful woman with long brown hair offered.

" No thank you, this is fine. "

" Well if you change your mind we have just about everything. " Daphne winked.

" Do you know when I will get to see Charles, my husband ? "

Daphne checked her gold watch, " It should be soon, in the meantime why don't you mingle with the rest of the ladies and we will fill you in on the activities. "

 

[makofin]

Ajax went over Friday evenings guest list. Out of over a hundred applicants a week only six could be chosen. At this time they had six white wives and a seventh being groomed. Ideally Ajax wanted at least ten wives on the weekends to join the private club but he was very selective. They had to be beautiful, married and have fantastic bodies and prefer the cuckold lifestyle. Ajax and his crew never had any complaints from any of the guests. All the guests were successful prominent black men who liked and had a taste for white married females. While the operation was small in nature they hosted several mayors, athletes, entertainers and powerful black business men from various parts of the country, spread by word of mouth.

The activities started about nine pm when the ladies and the guests met at the main guesthouse where they mingled and partied until they paired off with one another for the night to engage in certain adult activities.The newest addition to the club would not participate yet as she needed to be groomed. Ajax broke in the new wives introducing them to the pleasures of big black cock and a benefits of the cuckold lifestyle, along with the importance of paying reperations. To date no white female refused to participate.

He was looking forward to grooming Isabelle Anderson. Blondes were his favorite flavor.

 

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Isabelle began to relax and grew more comfortable around the other wives. They were all so friendly and made her feel welcome.Like her Isabelle assumed they were all here to visit with their husbands. They all sat down and chatted, sipping wine or cocktails. Isabelle finished her glass of wine and immediately it was filled again before she had a chance to refuse. She wasn't a big alcohol drinker, two were more or less her limit and she had taken that blue pill earlier which she thought was Valium Constance had provided. Isabelle giggled at some witty jokes and stories feeling good now. After about an hour, time flies when you're having fun, Constance looked at her watch and announced it was time to get ready for the evenings activities. Isabelle followed the ladies into a large room that consisted of a large mirror above a makeup table. Large leather sofas lined the walls and a round glass table in the center. Daphne opened a pair of double doors and inside was rows of exotic and sexy lingerie in every color under the rainbow.

" Go ahead and pick out something you like to wear for this evening while I find a pair of stockings in your size. " Constance suggested. " Fortunately blondes look good in black, red, blue, pink or white, if you know what I mean ! "

Isabelle looked around amazed. She had brought her own lingerie but the big walk in closet had so much more to offer...Isabelle browsed through the racks admiring the sheer baby dolls, corsets, bustiers, nightgowns, garter belts and panties. A pair of pearl panties caught her eye.

" What do you think of this baby doll in light blue ? " Daphne asked Isabelle holding up the little transparent number. I know there is a matching pair of stockings somewhere although black goes with almost anything. "

" You know what they say...once you try black you never go back ! " Sally laughed.

" Here try these on they should fit your size. " Constance handed her a pair of silk seamed stockings. Isabelle noticed that all the wives were putting on stockings of different colors.

" The guests like all the ladies to wear stockings and heels. It's part of the dress code. " Constance explained.

" The dress code ? " Isabelle seemed confused, although her husband liked her to wear them from time to time.

" Don't worry sweetie, I'll explain later. " Constance promised sitting down to put on a pair herself and attach them to a matching garter belt she was wearing around her slim waist.

Isabelle turned her attention back to finding something her husband would like. Feeling naughty she choose the pair of wicked pearl panties. Feeling selective she found some lingerie she liked and thought her husband would like also.

Charles was in for a treat tonight...

 

[makofin]

Ajax waited until the first of the black guests arrived. He wanted his new blonde wife to get a sense of what was happening here. She thought that she was going to be alone with her husband tonight for an overnight visit but that was the last thing that was going to happen.

Little did Isabelle know but she was being groomed into a specail private club. And Ajax was about to introduce the gorgeous young blonde wife into a new and better lifestyle unlike anything she never knew.

At precisely nine PM Officer Ajax waited in the assigned cottage { known as a love shack } while Officer Thelma brought Isabelle from the party clad only in her lingerie.

" Git your lilly white ass in there bitch ! " Thelma ordered, shoving Isabelle inside. She stumbled forward in her high heels, facing the big black male guard.

" Thank you Officer Jackson. " he said dismissing her. " Please sit down Mrs. Anderson. Do you remember meeting me before in the wardens office when you were applying for your visitation priveledges. I was the one that had it approved. "

The blonde wife sat down, crossing her legs and nodded. Ajax could sense that Isabelle felt vurnable and uncomfortable being dressed in the revealing lingerie.

" So I assume you are expecting to see your husband tonight. " Ajax said, staring down at her.

 

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" So I assume you are expecting to see your husband tonight. " Officer Ajax said.

" Why yes sir...that is the reason I'm here. " Isabelle stated. Why else would she be here except to visit with her husband for overnight visits, dressed in stockings and heels and wearing intimate lingerie ? This whole day had been extremely confusing, at first being frisked and strip searched and humilated by that rude black female guard and then meeting the other six white wife's who seemed in no hurry to visit with their husbands and prefer to party instead.

" Do you know when I will be able to see him sir ? " Isabelle asked, feeling slightly uncomfortable to be dressed in skimpy lingerie in front of him while his bold eyes liesurely undressed her, making the young white wife feel naked...

 

[makofin]

" Do you know when I will be able to see him sir ? "

" I'm sorry to inform you that your husband was injured in a assault early this morning. He is recovering in the informary as we speak. " Officer Ajax said.

Isabelle gasped in alarm.

" Don't worry it is not that serious, he is fine, only some minor cuts and bruises. Unfortunately we will have to place your husband in protective custody, which is in solitary confinement away from the more violent inmates. "

Isabelle blinked her eyelashes, looking confused if not concerned. In fact she appeared ready to break down in tears.

" I'll tell you what Mrs. Anderson. I'm going to allow you to see your husband tonight to ease your fears. We can have him brought over here in a wheelchair and he can explain what's going on here. Would that be okay with you ? " Officer Ajax asked sounding sympathic.

 

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" ...would that be okay with you ? " Officer Ajax offered.

" Oh yes please ! Thank you sir I would be forever grateful ! " Isabelle exclaimed excitedly.

Ajax smiled and left apparently to go and fetch her husband, who Isabelle hadnt' seen for months. She was finally going to get to see him after all the distractions. The young blonde wife was somewhat worried about his injuries but the kind Officer Ajax seemed to not consider them all that serious. Still Isabelle didn't like that her gentle husband was trapped in such a dreadful place with so many violent men.

About fifteen minutes later Charles entered in hancuffs and leg chains. Isabelle thought them totally unneccessary for her a mild mannered husband who was non violent and not dangerous but she didn't dare protest. At least she got to finally see him at last. Officer Ajax removed the cuffs and winked at her, saying he would be back soon. Isabelle assumed that they were going to get to spend the night together if not the weekend but she didn't question the guard about it. Once alone they hugged each other...

" God you don't know how much I missed you. " Isabelle said, feeling safe and content in his arms.

" I can't believe it, I finally get to touch you again. It seems like years ago. " Charles responded, trying to hold back the tears. After a few minutes they sat down on the couch together.

" Oh baby don't cry. We''re finally together. " Isabelle insisted. She had to admit her hubby looked terriable, his face was pasty white from the lack of sun and he sported a black eye with a bruise on his cheek. Charles looked like he had lost alot of weight probably because of the bad food.

Charles gave her another kiss, " My God you look great. "

Isabelle blushed slightly, " Thank you baby but they made me wear this ! All the wives are made to dress in stockings and heels and sheer babydolls during visitation. I feel like almost a prisoner myself. "

" I'm sorry baby that you have to go through this. It's all my fault for being so stupid. " Charles said feeling disgusted with himself.

" Oh sweetheart, we will get through this, it's only for a couple of more years and we get to see each other on the weekends. "

Charles wiped a tear away from the corner of his eye, " Are you sure you can wait that long for me ? "

" Oh yes honey, you know I will. I love you ! " Isabelle moved closer and smothered her husband with kisses.

Charles kissed her back for a moment but then whispered a warning in her ear. " Listen Belle I think they have hidden cameras in these cottages. Some of the other husbands who are prisoners have said that they have seen videos of their wives. "

Isabelle eyes suddenly widened in disbelief... " You have to be joking ! "

" No...they are forced to watch the videos of their wives with a...with another man. " Charles paused for a second, " With different black men. "

Isabelle blinked several times before realizing that the other white wives were likely entertaining certain guests at the moment...it was all making sense now. She was speechless trying to comprehend it.

" I think the wives are actually paying reparations for their husbands in return for protection. " Charles broke the silence.

" What ? How...? Why ? " Isabelle asked in shock...

 

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" What ? How... ? Why ? "

" Well baby, some of the white prisoners are forced to pay for protection against the more aggressive inmates. Since we have no money or any way to pay for it, well they... ah, well they use our wives to do so. "

Isabelle looked shocked and aghast.

" From what I understand baby, if we don't participate in the program they will put me back in general population where I will be amongst the most violent population members. These guys don't seem to like white guys very much. " Charles informed her.

The last thing Charles wanted his beautiful wife to do was to pay for his crimes. What was even worse was that if he was put back into the general population the stronger and more dominant blacks would take advantage and abuse him.

Charles took her hand unable to prevent his tears. His life had become a nightmare. How did this all happen ? He was a good guy and never would dream of committing a crime. He was trapped here in a cell, surrounded by violent criminal animals with nothing better to lose. His sole survival depended on a bunch of black guards who expected a payoff and in this case it was to involve his gorgeous and innocent wife !

 

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Isabelle was shocked...on one hand she didn't want her dear husband to be abused and bullied in this dreadful horrible place, while on the other she couldn't believe that she was being made to pay reperations for his protection. She didn't know what to do...the other wives here did seem more than happy to go along with this arrangement and entertain black men inside these prison walls. In fact they seemed to enjoy it tremendously !

" Oh baby...you really don't want me to go along with this, do you ? " Isabelle asked, taking her husbands hand, almost in tears.

Charles could only hang his head unable to meet her eyes.

A single tear dripped down her cheek. Isabelle knew what she must do to protect her husband from these aggressive nasty brutes. If she didn't go along with it and agree to offer her body to these powerful black men for payment, he would be bullied and preyed upon. Just looking at his bruised and battered face Isabelle decided that she would do whatever it took to save her sorry hubby, even if it meant paying reperations with her body.

The door opened and Ajax stepped inside the room. Charles stood up and left the big black guard meekly handcuff his hands behind his back, offering no resistance. Isabelle kissed his cheek and whispered " I love you baby, don't worry ! " before he was ushered away and returned to his jail cell.

The beautiful blonde wife waited nervously not knowing what would happen next. Isabelle had a feeling Officer Ajax would return shortly...at least he was very attractive, in fact the black guard was rather handsome and had a very nice body. Isabelle could tell he spent alot of time in the gym lifting weights.

Isabella opened her purse to find a tube of lipstick and a hand mirror and applied some more rose lipstick. For some reason she wanted to look her best...

 

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After Ajax had Charles returned to his solitary cell, he returned to the cottage where the beautiful prisoners wife was waiting touching up her make up. This was a good sign. It meant that she was going to go along with the program, just like the other wives. Ajax was pleased that Isabelle was not offering very much resistance at the idea of paying her husbands reparations to keep him safe from harm. The stronger more aggressive inmates always preyed upon the weaker ones. It was only natural for a female to be attracted to the more powerful male. And Ajax was the perfect alpha male.

Ajax had the pleasure of grooming all six white wives into submission. Each one loved big black cock and paying their husband's reparations. They all looked forward to visiting weekend when the met and entertained the wealthy or famous prominant black gentlemen who reserved their night weeks in advance. Ajax was looking forward to breaking in this beautiful blonde wife into the club.

He walked back into the room and sat down next to the the blonde who was still primping. Ajax removed his leather belt which contained his taser, gun and handcuffs and hung it on the coatrack. He loosened up the black tie on his uniform and sat down on the sofa next to Isabelle. His shift was over but Ajax intended to start grooming the young white wife tonight.

" I think you made the right choice young lady to help your husband through this. It can be extremely difficult for a white boy to survive in this envoirment. Besides I think you will find it quite satisfying. A woman of your beauty deserves to have such a special and unique lifestyle. "

Isabelle nodded, folded her hands and lowered her long eyelashes, not meeting his eyes.

" I expect complete obediance and will not tolerate anything less. You will address me as 'sir' or Mr. Johnson. Each friday you will be here by five o clock when your husband will be waiting to get you ready for me. For the next couple of weekends I will groom you on how to pay your husbands reperations. After that you will join the other wives who entertain the black gentlemen. Sometimes you may be auctioned off to the highest bidder if more than one gentlemen is interested. As hot as you are this may happen often but for now you belong to me."

Isabelle nodded, not meeting his eyes.

" My robe is in the closet. Why don't you get it for me. And then you may undress me and help me put it on. " Ajax ordered.

 

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Isabelle listened as Ajax explained the 'rules'. The wives were expected to wear stockings and heels at all times during their weekend stay as well as lingerie. This enhanced their feminine appearance and subserviance. Each friday her husband would meet her at the private love shack as they were called and prepare his wife for the evening with her black bull. He would bathe her, shave her legs and armpits, too include trimming her public hair, leaving only a landing strip, apply scented body lotion to her legs and back to keep her skin soft and smooth. Next he would brush his wifes hair and give her a manicure and pedicure. Before hubby was returned to his cell he would help her dress, adjusting her stockings, lacing up a bustier or corsett if she was wearing one, holding open her sheer panties while she stepped into them...generally assisting and seeing to his wifes needs.

Since Isabelle was in training and being groomed by Ajax, she would not join the other wives at the main house yet to spend a night with the selected guests. For several weekends or until Ajax felt she was ready she would be groomed by him only, learning complete obediance, submissiveness and how to serve her new black bull.

" My robe is in the closet, why don't you get it for me. Then you may undress me and help me put it on." Ajax demanded.

Isabelle didn't dare hesitate, immediantly going and getting it for him. Once she returned with it, Isabelle dutifully started to unbutton his shirt, revealing his broad chest and toned abs. Ajax was solid muscle and had powerful shoulders and biceps...Isabelle couldn't help but admire his muscular body.

" Shall I remove your trousers sir ? " she asked shyly.

Ajax smirked and nodded.

Ever so slowly Isabelle carefully pulled down the zipper, unbuckled his belt and let his pants fall from his waist. The blonde wife gasped in surprise when she saw the enormous bulge making a tent in his tighty whiteys and he wasn't even fully erect yet ! Isabelle knelt down on her knees to take off his shoes and remove his pants, her pretty blue eyes fixated on his the huge bulge in histight underwear...

 

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" Is that big enough for you ? I know you white wives are not are not used to having a cock this big. Don't you worry by time this weekend is over you will crave every last inch of it in your tight little married pussy. " Ajax promised as Isabelle down on her knees gazed at the massive bulge with absolute admiration.

Ajax smirked letting the blonde wife get an eyeful of what she was in for tonight he began teaching her how to pay her lame white husbands reparations. He could have had Isabelle worship his superieor black cock while she was kneeling before him but Ajax decided to teach the blonde wife her place first.

" Come here. " Ajax pulled her up by her ponytail. " There is plenty of time for you to learn to suck my big black dick but first you have to be taught obediance to the black man. "

Isabelle nodded in compliance, eager to do whatever she was told.

" Git on top of that bed and show me see those pretty white titties. " Ajax demanded, taking control of the situation.

 

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The young blonde couldn't help but feeling aroused and excited, Ajax was bringing out her submissive streak. Her hubby, Charles was not a very dominant male in bedroom, more or less passive and easy going. That didn't mean he wasn't doting and attentive, just not aggressive enough or the take charge type.

Ajax was quite the opposite compared to Charles. He exuded power along with dominance, was tall and had a big broad chest, solid muscled biceps and thighs from working out, even his calves were round and thick. Not to mention the outline of that huge thick shaft standing out in the confines of his tight underwear. Isabelle had never been with a black man before, although she often fantasized about it lately, in secret of course, her loving husband having no idea that she veiwed interracial porn on the internet when he was at work or asleep.

And now Isabelle was on the bed, proving that she was obediant and submissive by cupping her creamy white breasts in her hands and touching the with her fingers which only caused her nipples to stiffen and ache for attention...

" My nipples are so sensitive sir...they can't help getting hard ! " Isabelle whispered seductively, hoping Ajax would touch her instead. He smiled patiently, his bold dark eyes watching, observing her every move, seeming to enjoy the show...

Isabelle was content to show off her firm perfect sized breasts and do whatever she was told. The young married blonde was more than willing to obey her black stud and pay her husbands reparations if that was what it took to keep him safe and protected from those violent, savage inmates inside the prison walls.