Wake Up, Tricia! (closed for Anumi)

Ray, the guard stood outside Tricia's cell, and wrapped it loudly waking Tricia up. "What do you think this is, bitch? Club Med? Wake up, it's time for breakfast and shower for you."

Taking his keys, he opened the cell door waiting for Tricia to stand up and get moving.
 
Tricia turned away, facing the wall, giving Ray an eyeful of her beautiful long legs and tight little ass.

"How about breakfast in bed and a bubble bath later?" She asked, half-awake.
 
Ray walked in the cell and smacked Tricia hard on her white ass....."I am not kidding....get dressed and come on out. Or I will make you regret it!"
 
Tricia howled at the hard sting on her ass. The cheek turned red and she woke up face to face with Ray.

She scrambled off the cot, trying to avoid his massive body, and retrieved her uniform. She quickly dressed in her orange clothes and put her slippers on, then exited the cell and stood obediently by the cell door.
 
Ray grabbed Tricia's arm and took her down the stairs towards the mess hall past the inmates. As she passed by, the inmates looked at her with lust in their eyes. Though she was in the orange jumpsuit, there was no mistaking the hot young body underneath.

Ray placed her behind two big black men, who were waiting in line for breakfast. Ray pushed Tricia towards oother the black men, and she bumped into his at muscular body.
 
Tricia stepped back as the burly black men turned around.

"Sorry. Tripped." She avoided eye contact, and made a show of trying to see down the line to see what was being served. The men eventually turned back around. Tricia tried to step back, but another set of inmates were already behind her, crowding her back into place.

The line moved slowly, one tray at a time, until the men in front of Tricia were the next in line.
 
The black man who Tricia had bumped filled his plate and turning to Tricia hissed, "Bitch, if you know what's good for you, come sit with us when you fill your plate."

Saying that he walks over to a table at the corner of the large room, quite isolated from the crowd.
 
Tricia glanced back. The men behind her had eager eyes as well, but she decided it would be better not to piss off the bigger, stronger men.

She was handed her tray through the window, and crossed the mess hall to the table where the two men had set up. She sat as far away as she could and began picking at her food with her plastic fork.
 
The man stood up and walked towards Tricia's side. "You know that when Ray put you next to us, he made you our bitch, right? You now have to do whatever we say, and he first thing we want from you is to take off our top and show us your tits."
 
Tricia recoiled as they got closer to her.

"You're joking." Tricia retorted. "Do you really think I'm going to show you my tits in the middle of the mess hall?"

She caught a glimpse of one of the guards passing by. "Besides, the guards would toss us all in the hole the second they saw."
 
"The guards will do nothing", he said. He gabbed Tricia and pushed her top down to her waist. Trica had no bra on, and her cramy white breast with the pink nipples were exposed.

The inmates around her stopped eating, and looked hungrily at Tricia, as the black guy rubbed his cock suggestively over his jumpsuit. Tricia coud see the cock swell under the jumpsuit.
 
Tricia screamed as the top was pulled down. She quickly covered her chest with her hands and hopped away on her stool, away from the man lustfully craving after her with his eyes, rubbing his cock.

She saw the other inmates watching, seeing what she would do. She gathered her courage and slapped him hard in the face, surprising him but not hurting him. She scooped her breasts up with her hand, collected her tray and tried to make her way to another table.
 
The slap initially surprised him, but then infuriated him. As Tricia tried to move to another table , he grabbed her and pulled her towards him. The breakfast tray fel to the floor as he dragge Tricia to the center of the room.

The guards stood watching as he whispered in Tricia's ear, "Now you will suck my cock in front of all the inmates, and the guards."

Saying that he pulled down his sweat pants and took out his large uncircumcised cock. He pushed it towards Tricia. "Suck it." he ordered.
 
The thick cock rudely hung in the air between the two. Tricia recoiled, one arm still covering her chest, the other stuck in the man's grasp. She squirmed helplessly, trying to stay away as she was forced closer to it. The cock head rubbed against her, tickling her skin as it hardened.

Tricia tried to find a guard in the room that was willing to help her. None moved.
 
"God dammit, I said suck it!" The prisoner grabbed the back of Tricia's head and forced his cock into her mouth. She screamed and he slapped her in the face.

The inmates watched and ate as Tricia's head was forced up and down the man's thick cock. It slammed against the back of her mouth, triggering her gag reflex. The blonde began to choke and squirm, which made the inmates cheer and egg them on further.

Tricia shut her eyes as the cock rammed into her throat, sliding over her tongue. The wet, gagging sounds were music to her attacker's ears, and he was becoming stiffer. Tricia could taste the precum flying from his tip.
 
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