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Alarm rings,
and I awake to another day.

My name is James Elliot.

I got caught up crossing the United States by Highway Partol. Lucky for me, not being fined of the actual crimes. Got sentenced with stealing a car, unregistered, blah, blah....

In a state jail of Texas. Doing a easy two piece. Keeping my mouth and set when I get out.

Which makes my decisions today ever more questionable....

My neighbor calls to me. As I wake up, Getting dressed. "It's Tuesday. We have transfer holding coming in". His name was Clinton. "Yeah, whats for breakfest?", I asked.

We line up and walk to are feeding area.

"Im saying Your getting a roommate today," Clinton spoke. "Im probably not the only one," I laughed.

We walked and was lined up to get oour food. If you can call it that. As we enjoyed our breakfest. The chater filled the room. Its was a transfer of Prison inmates going to court. Coming to us verse the country jail because of the celebrity status of the men coming. Leaving I knew Id know if my chances of a celly was going to be. 10am. It was 7am now. Three hours.

Hours later.....

Im sitting on my bunk when the door buzzs open. I hear foot steps come walking in. I look up from my book and my new cellmate came walking in. through. He comes in looking the happy a guy can after being treated like cattle on the bus. He motioned with his hands where to out his things and I pointed to the top bunk.

Hard to believe. Locked up and around men. Many act as apes.

The door closes and locks quick. I sit up and greeted by my new celly. "My name is M. Moreece id the gruards calling."Hey. James." "You all eat yet?" "Nah. Not yet. Maybe in an a hour or two". "Alright, Bet"

He put his bunk together and his belongings together. Not much was said that day. Only after lunch did my day turn differently. We were called to our cells and locked in. When I got to my cell. M was already inside. He was sitting at our desk area in the back of the cell. Since just meeting him. Thought it be good to be funny. "What did you do?" M turns in surprise than a smile comes across his face and laughs. "Hey, for a white boy your cool. Hahha. Nah. I have no idea." A cart comes as a guard comes to our cell. "Laundry!", he shouts,"Clothes and sheets". "Are your serious?", asked M,"I just got here."

We chilled and talked while waiting for our laundry. Just us in our state issued boxers. Nothing else. He asked a simple question.

"Hey, Yoir not gonna be pissed if I read one of your books are you? Asked M

"No. Your fine. I see you barely came with your shoes."

"They didnt get everything" M replyed."No, I was asking cause I didnt know if you would be worried me going through your stuff," M said.

He had a point as the rules and the house acted in the laws set by the guards and gangs. Could be death with a wrong move.

Lucky I was small time and only had 7 months left to go. I was relaxing.

I got up to pee. Our toliet was at the front of our cell. I felt like i was being watched by M. His eyes studying my body as I pee'd. I wash my hands and turn around. Hes looking right at me. I lock eyes with him. Nervous I look down. I look down right at his cock. Bludging through his boxers. I could see it twitch. Its out-line very clear. Hes head almost coming out of his boxers.

It had been so long since I had sex. I was a sex addicted. For sure. I couldnt lie. 17months had made horny as hell. To the point, I thought about getting my fix with a man. I had been locked up before. Never had to worry about sex. I was about 5'9 up. Blonde hair and athletic build. Especially, with the workout sessions locked up. This time though it was harder. Im not sure if its the fact i was surrounded by men and all there pheromones where making me think sexual things. I was getting hungry for sex. I couldnt control it. In the last week alone. I was imagining a cock down my throat and balls on my face. This time i wanted to get fucked. I wanted to be a prision bitch. Willingly wanting to be the bottom for a man. On the inside. A bucket list for sexual history. I wanted something i hadnt had yet in my adventures. If this got out my status at prison would changed. Id be sex candy if people knew. As much as I wanted it and dreamed it I couldnt.

"Grab your shit", The guard yells. As he throws are clothes and sheets back.

Minutes before lock up. I make my way back to my cell. Empty. Five minute warning came. M came running back in with shirt filled with some things. I took no real notice. I was calming to the idea of a celly after not having one for a month. Be cool to have talk with someone, you know. Feel human.

3.2.1. Buzz. The doors lock and the lights cut. I say they cut but they dim. Night time. People would even say lock up is more alive after lock down than durijg the day. People talking, hustling, betting, etc. Anything and everything. An hour past or so. Guessing near mid night. Voices keep chatter alive but half fade to sleep. I was reading. Half awake when M spoke.

"Hey James you up?" M asked.

"Yeah." Completely lying, " Yeah Im up."

"How often the guards come by?" M asked.

"Honestly after midnight. Not at all. Unless theres a reason. Its pretty sleepy on this side. I dont cayse much trouble. Just doing my time"

I had. Or I should say "We" had a corner cell with stairs in front of our door. The only way to look in was being right infront of our door. The catwalk couldnt look in.

"Legit" M spoke before hoping off the top bunk. Feet planted on the landing. A guard was making a pass. Looked in and keep walking. "Perfect" M said as he began to get undressed. He stripped down to his socks and boxers. He hanged and folded up his clothes on the bars blocking more view into our cell. "I like keeping my clothes freshs and clean for aslong as I can. I know you understand. You wash clothes?" M asked. "I do as needed". "Ill get some soap for you to use."

Thats when he started to become aggressive with me.

He got back on his bunk and we talked. He asked if was happy with the light. I told him id use my shirt to dim it. He laughed and said He would set it up once we went to bed. He said it again. When "We" went to bed. Was he just friendly or was this him trying to bitch me. He talked about what he wanted for a mintue. Things he was happy about finding ona first day in our prison, etc, etc. I was reading my book and talkng to him. When i saw his hand hang over the bed with a booklet in his hand. I glance over and look back at my book before freezing up.

"Go ahead and look" M spoke,"Your only to answer Yes and No."

I reached over and grabbed the booklet. He had found my drawings of sex. I used them as money in prison. I opened the book and i find a paper folded up. I put my booklet down. Opened the paper and read it. It was a black mail contract.

>Here this document states the following:
I,(sign here)James Elliot am to be (sign here) Moreece Jacksons Sex Slave while he is here at trial. I am to folllow his everyword or he exposes my lust for men to the whole prison. Dated todays date.

Im in shocked. M speaks above me. "I assume we have no problems then?"....I finally speak saying Yes. He tells me to undress conpletely And hand my clothes up to him. He hands my socks back to me. "I like my bitches in stockings." He spoke. I sat fully naked on my bed. Fully exposed. I could hear him moving around. The light gets darker. Hes using my clothes to block out the light. Making the room dim. He jumps down tot he floor facing me. He cock flapping around in his boxers. He instructs me to get off my bed and get on floor with my hands and knees. I respond with Yes. Standing infront of me know. He stares down to me.

"We are going to perform this contract signing properly", M said,"With only your teeth take off my boxers and remember to look me in the eyes. I sighed and let out a breath before using my teeth to grab his waist band. I could feel my face pressed up agaisnt his cock as I faught to grab hold of his boxers. "Your ass looks so good" M said,"By the way, Your name is Jasmine after lights out with me. Understand?". "Mmhh Hmmm" I said with his boxwers in my mouth. He cock skaps agausnt my face as I pull his boxers down. He steps out of them with releaf making joy noises. He tells me to look up. His boxers in my mouth. Looking up at him. He takes out his boxers out of my mouth and grabs the slave contract and book to write on. He places his cock across my face. He was a thick 12inches at best guess. More than ten. M speaks to me.

"Your going to sign this with my cock in your mouth."

"Yes" I replied.

I leaned back my head and he put his cock down my throat. He shoves my head to the base of his cock. His other hand hold the paper. Tells me to sign it. I did it while crying on his cock. Choking my life. I was so turned on. Panting and choking he pulls out while I gasp for air. He places the his cock on my face. He places the paper on my face. I can feel him sign his name. Flash of light. Looking up at him he places his cock in mouth and tells me to suck. Holding the paper up for me to see it.

"Do you see this? This is what you wanted. You wanted this. Just ge glad im a nice guy." M said.

He was right. Here i was naked. On the floor. Getting my mouth fucked. He found my picture i did thinking abiut his cock. After i saw it through his boxers. I keep thinking about it. So I drew it. He found it. Now I was here. His balls on my chin. My throat greasing up his cock to fuck me with. Locking eyes as he destroyed me masculinity.

I wasnt made. I was so happy to finally be having sex. I didnt care I just became a prison bitch. Legaly. On paper. It happened so fast. I dont remember how long. I started to trance out before i realised he wasnt brainwashing me anymore with his words as he cock preprogrammed my brain. I was now his "Jasmine". He was talking to a guard. My brain didnt even reacted. I just looked at the guard. I had seen him before.

"Yeah Cuz, Can you sign that witness line to make this contract legit." M asked

"I got you. So hes willing huh?" Asked the guard.

"What do you think?" M asked as he grabbed my hair and shoved his dick balls deep and keep fuckingmy throat.

The guard signed the paper and took one look at me before walkikg away. "I can believe you got him on his knees before midnight. Even got him ebslaved before midnight. Dam. Thats a new record."

"I had a hint to be fare." M said.

"Night Cuz, I'll make sure shes safe." Says the guard

"Night." M said. As his footsteps faded away. All I could hear was his balls hitting my face and my lips sucking his cock.

"Wow your really getting used to getting throat fucked. Look at you go. You kike this dick dont you. Yes you do. This cock is a bitch maker for sluts like you."

I was enjoying every second. Then he grabbed my head and slamed his cock all the way in. He came in my stomach as I felt his cock pulse 20 times. After a minute he pulls out and tell me to ge on my bed.

"I want you face down and legs spread and ass in the air. Im a show you how its done." M spoke. I did as he said. He got out his stuff he collected and brought. Taking out the vasoline and some socks. He ties up ankles to the bed posts. "I know the bitch is suppose to be on the top bunk but ill let you keep your bottom bunk" M spoke into my ear. He shoved his boxers in my mouth. Tightly. M whispers in my ear. "Ill make sure no one hears you moan but I will rape you as you are mine. Get ready. Your gonna pass out." He tied my arms together behind my back. I was saddleed kike a whore. He took postion behind me. I felt his cock rest on my ass as he grease upa dn fingered my ass. I was tight. Not virgin tight. But tight. I could feel he got two or three fingers in. Was loosening me up.

Then I felt his hands on my hips. His cock rubbing my pussy. I wanted it so bad. He leans in to whisper in my ear. "After tonight, Jasmine. You will oick me up from prision after you get out."M said. "Jasmine, Breathe out". I did as he says.

He rams his cock into me.

My eyes screams as my voice can not. Watering into tears as his cock turns me into his bitch. His balls slap agaisnt me as I wrench in pain. But Oain of Joy. Into more Joy. Into being conoletely brainwashed and tranced out as he deep fucks me into my new life. His arm wrapped around my throat. His other hand on my hip. Grabbing it violently. Shoving his cock in and out. furiosly. This was more than I wanted to happen. Not what I thought would happened. Im glad it went this far. I had no idea I would be into this. I had no idea how much liked this submissive role. I could feel him in the middle of my chest as he fucked me.

My memory fades in and out. From his cock cumming in me and down my stomach. He loaded me with his cum at both ends. He lanuches into me and hands me by my waist with his hands as I feel his cum filling me up again. He falls on top of me and begins kissing me. My body is in shock from the trama i just went through. Sexual amazing trama. He un gags my mouth. Grabs my hand and turns me to face him. He looks me in the eye. He kiss me. I give him tongue. He stops and looks at me.

"After I saw your drawings I knew you needed this. You do as I saw Jasmine and your life will be easy. Dont worry. Ill make sure no one sees you like this. Just tell me one thing before you pass out. Our you happoer now Im here?" M asked.

With my arms tied. His cum leaking out of my pussy. His cum on my face and body. I look up. Still catching my breathe. I look up at him and say,"Yes". I pass out and....

Sleep....

Part 2 The Next Day....