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Cain, 3
The Bagboy, Chap. 13
by Bob Nelson
The Beast led Cain out of their cell when the klaxon sounded off, followed by the massive CLANK which was the master switch opening all the cell doors.
He walked proud and tall as he led his new Bride along the third balcony or tier of cells, down the metal steps, onto "Broadway" then to the Mess Hall. From every side came catcalls, whistles, and comments, like "Tonight's the Honeymoon!" "Is she a Virgin?" "Are we invited to the Wedding or the Wedding Night?" and the one Cain shuddered most at, "She's got a nice, broad ass for a comfortable ride!"
As they entered the Mess Hall, the cons that were already there stood and applauded The Beast and his new mate. Cain had butterflies in his stomach the size of California Condors, and they were fighting to get out. He had a feeling of horror/fear mixed with some sort of weird anticipation, almost eager to sample the perversion that Ralphie admitted, after he had shot those two damned queers. He wished he'd killed them both with the first shot! He wouldn't be here, now, and Ralphie would still be under his thumb, with him possibly in the driver's seat like The Beast, and Ralphie having to submit to anything Cain wanted to do with him, like the Beast had promised to do to him, tonight.. No! That's sick shit-ass thinking, he thought. He never wanted to do anything with that boy and never WOULD have, even though Ralphie had turned into a handsome, slim, smooth young man. Right on that bridge between boy and man. Hmmm.
"Hey! I was talking to you, Bitch!!"
"Huh?"
"Don't fucking `HUH' ME, Bitch! I said wave to all the boys and SMILE!"
"Yes Sir," Cain responded, and as The Beast grabbed him by his belt and back of his pants with one hand, raising him over five feet in the air, held up at arm's length by the most powerful man he'd ever seen!
"Smile, Sweetie! I want `em all to know you are Happy to be my Bitch!"
Cain forced a small grimace, which brought forth catcalls from the men he faced.
The Beast looked up and snarled, "I said SMILE, and I mean a REAL SMILE or your ass will be split wide open in one hour!"
Cain could feel his sphincter pucker so tight it hurt, anticipating the man's lethal cock-weapon. If his cock were as massive as the rest of him, it would be like a large tree branch, forcing its way into his ass! He grimaced wider, and waved feebly. The cons cheered and whooped,
"He's ready, Beast!!" "He's all hot for you, Beast!" "It'll be SOME Wedding Night, Beast!" and a few "Hey, can we have sloppy seconds or thirds?"
That brought a snarl to The Beast's face, as he slowly turned in a circle, still holding Cain effortlessly at arm's length over his head.
"Listen up, and Listen GOOD! ALL of you! There ain't going to be NOBODY touch my new Bitch, either tonight or ANY TIME in the next FIFTEEN God Damned YEARS! She's MINE and mine ALONE! Or do some of you want to challenge me to try to win her for an hour? Come on, either fists, pipe clubs, shivs, or wrassling. What? No takers? Then just remember that! She's Mine, ALL MINE, long as we're both here! GOT THAT?"
The meal passed in slow motion to Cain, yet in another way much too fast. Before he realized it, The Beast had pushed a piece of pie into his mouth, stretched, belched and started to get up.
"Come on, Sweetie, now cums the GOOD part. Don't want to be late to your wedding, do you? or the Wedding Night?"
Cain had no idea what might be considered a wedding inside the prison, so all he could do was trail along after The Beast. As they reached the corner of "Broadway and Main," they were surrounded by ranks of cons in some order, pressed back against the stalls three deep, leaving the middle of the streets open for The Beast and Cain. Cain saw a bearded man dressed in long robes like a Priest, standing behind a tall box, covered with a white cloth.
Young men were on both sides of him, dressed in white shirts and black pants, looking like oversized altar boys. The "Priest" held a large book which might be a Bible. Cain's gut felt a chill and a sudden urge to shit. He had been hoping that this was all a joke, that he would just be living with the man, not servicing him. His sphincter puckered as he shut his eyes and shuddered again.
"Bashful, are we, Sweetie? Maybe this is your first marriage? Or first one to a Real MAN?"
Cain nodded and raised his eyes to those of The Beast, hoping they could just go back to their cell. He raised his eyes to the third tier, in their cell's direction, giving a yearning glance, which was mistaken.
"Oh, you want to HURRY so we can go on our Honeymoon? That's sweet, Bitch, why didn't you tell me you can hardly wait for my Main Meat?"
Cain shuddered slightly and looked down resigned to just go along, since this man could and would do exactly what he wanted to do, not what Cain wanted. The "Priest" raised his arms, looking in all four directions, down both streets. Gradually the noise abated.
"Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here today to join in Holy Matrimony this MAN and this bitch ---"
The rest of the wedding ceremony was a parody of the original, held in this bizarre setting. Cain didn't have words for these thoughts, he just felt it was wrong, wrong, wrong! But there was nothing he could do to stop it or change the outcome. He became numb with inner fear and trembling, which most of the cons took as his being a shy Bride. A few, a very few, felt sorry for him knowing what The Beast had hidden in his pants.
Finally, Cain became aware that all the cons were cheering, as The Beast picked him up and cradled him in his arms. He carried Cain to the stairs, climbing them as easily as if he wasn't carrying anything at all. Up, up, up to their tier, then down along the heavy railing to their cell.
"Thanks, Sweetie, I was real proud of you during the wedding, and how you let me carry you up to our Honeymoon Suite. Aww-w-w, LOOK what those nice guys have done!"
Cain came out of his semi-conscious state to look inside their cell. While The Beast and he were at dinner, some cons had draped toilet paper all around the cell like wedding streamers, and had written "Honeymoon Suite" on the wall and the metal mirror, in shaving cream. There was a bouquet of roses on the lower bunk and Cain was amazed that someone could have flowers delivered here. As The Beast set him down, Cain reached down to pick up one of the roses and found that they were made of red and green tissue paper and paper clips twisted together to form the stems, also covered with green tissue paper. He was surprised, as they looked so real.
"Well, Sweetie, it was a beautiful wedding, and a nice trip to our Honeymoon Hotel, but NOW comes the part I like! Slip out of those clothes, Bitch, and lie down in my bunk, on your back. I want you to see how I'm going to make you mine and break you in so Nobody will want you after tonight!"
Cain almost collapsed in fear, so The Beast slowly undressed him. The toilet paper all over the cell did cut out some of the view from outside, but Cain knew no one would come to his rescue, the way Ralphie had come to the rescue of those two perverts!! Then he was on his back, naked, in the Beast's bunk.
"Lookie here, Honey, I got us some Crisco from the galley! That'll make it a lot easier on you. I'll put it right here on the floor beside the bunk. Now, to get out of my clothes, so we can FUCK!"
He quickly stripped out of his prison uniform, down to a gray pair of boxers which had a huge prong pushing out the fabric in front. He smiled as he hooked his thumbs in the waist and slowly pushed them down. He had to squat slightly to line his cock up more with his thighs, as his huge cock would NOT be bent down by the waist band of the boxers. Finally, his monster cock popped out. It was about twelve or thirteen inches long, uncut, and as thich as Cain's wrist! The head was even bigger!! It was the size of a small orange! Cain knew it would kill him if The Beast tied to force that huge cock into him. He began breathing fast and shallow, and passed out.
When he came to, The Beast had one huge finger up Cain's butt, up to the second knuckle in Cain's colon.
"That was a good idea, just drop off to sleep and let me start to loosen you up. It's not so bad, is it?"
Cain could not catch his breath from the intense pain of that finger up his ass. He was panting so hard that he could not talk -- but he wanted to SCREAM, not talk! Suddenly he felt another huge finger go in!! Now he did scream and kept screaming as The Beast forced those two fingers in all the way, then began twisting them inside Cain's ass.
"OWWW! HOLY SHIT, OWWWWWWWWWWW! TAKE `EM OUT! PLEASE TAKE YOUR FINGERS OUT! You're TEARING ME APART!"
"Just relax. Sweetie. Try to relax and the pain will go away. You'll like it once we begin fucking!! Relax!"
Cain only shouted and screamed louder, so The Beast calmly slapped him across the face so hard that Cain's teeth rattled and he saw stars as his head snapped to the side. Then The Beast backhanded him to whip Cain's head to the other side.
"I said RELAX, BITCH! DAMN IT, are you going to RELAX, or do I have to punch you out?"
Cain's whole body was spasming from the intrusion in his ass, and he knew The Beast's cock was two to three times the size of his two fingers. He took a breath and said,
"Yeah, Beast, Go ahead. TRY to knock me out! I'll bet you CAN'T!"
That startled The Beast that he stopped everything for a moment, then asked with an angry growl,
"What the FUCK did you say??"
"I'll bet you can't knock me out! That's the only way I'll let you rape me -- while I'm out cold," Cain said as he tried to give a cocky grin.
WHACK! Cain's head snapped back so hard that cons in the neighboring cells, who had heard it all, thought that The Beast had just killed his Bride. They waited to hear what happened next.
"Damn! He's a lot braver than anyone else in here! He knew I'd rip his ass apart if he tensed up when I put it in, and he IS a virgin, so he'd tense. Now he's out and just as limp as can be. He wanted me to get him started this way! OK, I WILL!"
They all heard the squishing sounds of Crisco being gobbed and swabbed into Cain's asshole. An occasional moan from Cain let them know he was still alive.
"There! He's READY for my King Kong Cock! Oh, Baby, here it comes!"
The Beast had loosened Cain up with three fingers and then four, but there was still too much cock to fit. The Beast pressed on, pushing, pushing harder, hooking his toes under the bar at the end of the bunk, then really forcing his cock IN! THERE! The head popped IN! He relaxed in place, as Cain moaned in pain, even unconscious.
The Beast began to slowly force his cock all the way into Cain's ass. MAN was it TIGHT!! He felt Cain's hole either stretch or tear, little by little. He didn't really care. Now pull it half out, push it in quicker, and start FUCKING! On about the tenth stroke, Cain moaned then came to and screamed,
"AHHHHrrrrr!!! OWWWWWWWW, YOU'RE KILLING ME!! Take it OUT!"
"No, Sweetie, I won't take it out! Just RELAX and it'll feel better in a few minutes. HONEST!!!"
"No, NO, NO !!! You GOTTA TAKE IT OUT! NOW!"
"HEY, BITCH, don't talk to me like that," the Beast said in a mild voice.
Inmates within hearing distance were amazed! NO one had ever told The Beast to do ANYTHING! A few cons had acted like they might say something like that, and ended up in the Prison Hospital. What's UP??
"HELL, SHIT-FIRE, DAMNATION!!! YER KILLIN' ME! TAKE THAT DAMNED THING OUTA ME, NOW!"
Cons all over the cell block held their breath. They knew NO man had ever spoken like that to The Beast. At least none had ever lived. They waited for the explosion or the sound of snapping bones.
"You mind your fucking mouth, BITCH!" the Beast said, sounding only mildly irritated. "I AM GOING -- TO -- FUCK YOU, - NOW!"
Some said later they heard Cain's ass lips rip as he screamed and screamed and screamed, until a mighty WHACK brought silence to the cell block; silence except for the rhythmic squishing sounds of a mighty cock ramming into a tight ass. Pounding, pounding, harder and faster, harder -- then a new sound.
Cain came to being brutally fucked and the pain was TOO great to scream! He was about to pass out from the pain when The Beast pulled back to hit Cain's prostate and let his cock quiver there. Suddenly Cain stopped struggling and relaxed. Then he began moaning, louder and louder --- moans of pleasure, moans of PASSION!!
"FUCK ME, you big Mother-fucker! FUCK MY ASS, BEAST!! MAKE IT YOURS!! MAKE ME YOUR BITCH! YEAH!!"
A cheer started in the cells on either side of The Beast, then grew and grew until all the cons were shouting and cheering. The Beast had broken in his new Bitch, and Cain LOVED IT!!!!
During the next week, Cain whimpered when The Beast got him ready for their nightly fuck, but wanted it so badly that he endured the pain until his asshole stretched to accomodate the monster cock. The next month, Cain became a slut for The Beast, wanting to be fucked twice, most nights. Two months later he began waking The Beast for a quick fuck before breakfast.
Six months later, The Beast had to admit he had met his match: a bitch who wanted more cock than he could give. So he put out the word to the biggest, baddest, most horse-hung cons in the prison, that if they wanted to buy some hot ass-pussy, he might consider it. In another month, Cain was servicing four huge cons on a regular basis in exchange for cigarettes and other items they paid the Beast. The Beast was still his Main Man and got to fuck him whenever he wanted to, every night and a few mornings. The others got their turn once to four times a week, and Cain had never been so happy. In his typical Redneck way of thinking, though, he still hated "them damned quares and preverts what got me put in here," never admitting to himself that he was farther down that trail than any of the young me would ever go.
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