Part One

Someone knew something was going down. Someone knew the whole place was about to blow. Someone in the right place knew, but didn't say a word.

The day cell block number nine blew into a full scale riot the governor decided to place Officer McCarthy in charge of the block which housed sixty of the most wanted men in the United States. Being a southern state prison the bulk of the inmates were either black or Hispanic. Officer McCarthy was the daughter of the local Grand Wizard of the Klu Klux Klan. But this was all part of the governors plan.

To add insult to injury he put the film crew in there as well, with their anchor woman Connie Anderson, the big titted, red headed bitch from channel six. All prisoners were scum and all of them deserved the chair. They even had a chair on cellblock number nine. He remembered when the bitch had marched into his office a few days ago. She marched in as if she owned the place in one of her power suits. A purple jacket with a tight knee length skirt with a split down the side. She wore stockings; he could see the tops of them through the split. Her perfectly in shape ginger hair was shoulder length and didn't look like a hair was out of place. She looked at him through her red-rimmed glasses as she said, "You have Eddie Edwards in this prison and I want an exclusive."

Eddie Edwards was a seven foot two Negro who was waiting to be burnt in the chair. His crime? To kill a man who was trying to kill him, the father of a white teenage tease who was busy sucking his donkey cock when the father burst in on them. Eddie pleaded self-defence, but Anderson's coverage of the crime and her twisting of truth turned the county against him even before it went to trial.

Now Anderson wanted to interview the man she'd condemned. The governor agreed to the interview and Anderson wore her black power suit, knee length, split skirt and stockings as she marched into cell block number nine with her two man film crew. Brad on sound and Joey carrying the camera.

In the block the inmates were about to go to shower and shit. The guards watched them file out of their cells. Officer McCarthy stood near the showers and toilets her huge breasts thrusting against the fabric of her uniform. Her shoulder length blonde hair under the black prison issue cap. She wore tight black trousers, a crisp sleeveless blouse and a black tie. A badge with "McCarthy" written on it was pinned to her left breast and her prison badge on her right breast. In her hands she held a pump action shot gun. Attached to her belt were a pistol, some mace and an electric prod.

"Move it!" she yelled to several in mates who were dragging their feet. Waiting for the signal.

Meanwhile in a small room just off the block Eddie Edwards huge body walked in. He was chained on his hands and feet and ushered in by two female guards. Officers Witherspoon and Silverstone were two of the most inexperienced guards in the prison. Again this was all part of the plan. They were dressed the same as McCarthy but their hair was tied up under their black hats. Both of them were sandy blondes.

At a table in the centre of the room Anderson sat looking through her notes.

"Sheet!" Eddie spat, "look whose here to see me fry."

"Hello Edward," Anderson looked at him over her glasses. For the first time she saw the man was enormous. All muscle. His baldhead seemed to shine. His huge frame seemed to fill the entire room. He shuffled along towards the table. The man dwarfed the two young guards.

"Don't call me Edward you bitch."

"Be nice," she signalled to Joey and Brad to switch on the camera and sound equipment, "this is your opportunity to put your side of the story forward."

She tapped the large microphone on the table, "All you need to do is talk."

"All I need to do is ram that microphone up you arse bitch." Eddie felt the handcuffs, he was looking for the catch, and the special catch a guard had told him about.

Anderson ran her fingers through her ginger hair, "You raped an underage girl, sixteen wasn't she, and then you strangled her father. And tomorrow you fry."

"Fuck you!"

"Keep filming," Anderson told Joey, "what ever happens I want that camera on."

Meanwhile outside the showers Officer McCarthy suddenly realised something. She was the only guard on the floor. All the others had disappeared. She pulled back the bolt on the shotgun and lifted her radio.

"McCarthy to guard house."

There was static. The CCTV cameras watched her, as she tried again, but still no reply. As she adjusted the radio she didn't notice the five naked inmates come up behind her, the camera did. The camera also saw the black guy with dreadlocks kidney punch her making her drop the shotgun that went off.

The others all grabbed her struggle form. The gun was ripped out of its holster. The handcuffs taken. The electric prod. Other hands grabbed and shook her tits, a fist punched her right up the cunt winding her and sending her to the floor. The five prisoners picked her up and dragged her into the shower area.

Officer Witherspoon heard the shot. She went to say something but Eddie's hands were free. His fist whacked hard in her face sending the frail guard flying against the wall. Officer Silverstone went to lift the shot gun but the seven foot giant grabbed the barrel and jerked her forward, his knee jabbed her between the legs, he grabbed the back of her head and slammed her face hard on the desk.

The camera rolled as Eddie took the mace and blasted Silverstone full in the face; he then took the handcuffs off of Silverstone and cuffed her hands behind her back. He then took off the electric prod and the revolver.

Officer Witherspoon gathered her senses. She saw her partner lying on the table. The electric prod pressed between young Officer Silverstone's long slender legs, there was a sickening crackling noise making the her scream and jerk in pain. Witherspoon looked around for her shotgun. It was near Eddie who was now aiming the revolver at his feet.

A shot rang out and the chains binding his feet shattered. Officer Witherspoon leapt up only to have her tie grabbed by Eddie. The huge black man jerked her forward, his knee jabbing her right in he cunt. He then held the top of her head, scrunching the guard hat in one hand and used the electric prod on her hard young tits. He blasted her twice, on each nipple, enough to put the woman into convulsions and giving him time to strip her of weapons and handcuff her hands behind her back.

Eddie now had two revolvers in his belt and two electric prods in his hands. Grinning from ear to ear he turned to Connie Anderson whose face was a picture of fear.

"Now cunt," he spat holding the prods up and letting them crackle in his hands, "let's have some fun!"

Part Two

"Get your hands off me you filthy nigger scum!" Officer McCarthy screamed as black hands grabbed and pulled her tits through her crisp uniform. She kicked at them making them grab her feet and force her on to the floor.

The toilet and shower room stank of piss, shit and sweat. Her back slammed hard against the cold concrete floor. She saw and opportunity and her long slender leg kicked an obese black inmate hard between the legs. The hulk of a man yelled in pain and doubled over.

But there were too many of them. Grinning black faces and groping black hands. Soon they had her pinned to the ground.

The fat black guy recovered, tears in his eyes, "Open that bitches legs!" he yelled.

His friends obliged pulling the long slender legs of Officer McCarthy apart, giving him an excellent view of her crutch. He took a run up and slammed his boot hard into her cunt. Once! Twice!

The blonde officer made a gasping winded sound and tried to double over by the inmates had her pinned down. The fat guy stepped back and looked at the boot print he'd made on her trousers, right where her stuck up twat lay.

"Where's that mace!" Fat Boy yelled over the officer's sobs.

"No yet man," Dreadlocks seemed to be in charge, "party first. No damaging the goods until we've had fun with the Klan cunt. Oh yes Officer McCarthy, we know you dress up in the white sheet trying to scare the shit outta honest niggers. We're bad assed niggas. You're worst fucking nightmare. We're gonna mess you up so good. You're gonna have to go home to your klan family and tell them you've had nigga cock up you arse, in your pink pussy and shoved down your klu klux klan throat. Let's see what we've got?"

"Fuck you!" McCarthy spat, "you'll never get away with this! They heard the shot! The cameras are picking this up right now!"

"Yes," Fat Boy laughed, "and the rest of the prison are wanking over it right now."

Thick black fingers ripped open the front of her crisp uniform blouse; pulling the tie aside they yanked her bra out, and a white lacy bra with huge pink boobs inside. Fingers pushed the bra down so the pink flesh spilled out into their hands. Someone took off her name badge and prison badge, they would use them later.

"Jelly for dinner!" one inmate laughed gripping the dark nipple as shaking the boob until it made McCarthy wince in pain.

More hands pinched and shook her tits. Bitten nails dug into the soft white flesh. Fingers flicked the nipples trying to get them erect. Others gripped the erect nipples squeezing them as hard as they could just to see if they could milk the bitch. All through it she never made a sound, she gritted her teeth and shut her eyes tight. These were niggers and they were playing with her bosoms. What would daddy say?

The inmates played with her tits. They started getting more vicious. One man punched her hard on the nipple making her tit squash under his bony black fist. She grunted and groaned as other men followed suit, using her fat pink tits as a punch bag. Fat Boy punched both boobs together flattening them. He followed it with an upper cut right on to McCarthy's chin. Her blonde head jerked back and her black prison cap fell off.

Dreadlocks knelt down between the officer's legs, "Time to see some cotton candy pussy."

Using a knife he cut open her tight black trousers. Other hands tore at the cloth ripping them from her waist. Her white knickers matched her bra, Dreadlocks made quick work of the panties, cut them open. He took one look at her pussy and laughed, "McCarthy's not blonde! We have brown pussy here."

He poked at the brown pubic mound with the blade. The officer struggled making him shout, "Keep still McCarthy! Or you'll get cut."

The blade was pulled away and Dreadlocks reached down to her pussy lips. His black fingers took hold of each flap and pulled them open so he could look right into her pink hole.

"Looks tight," he laughed, "don't worry whitey we'll stretch over the next hour."

A thick black finger pressed against her tight opening. The inmates pulled her up so she could watch Dreadlocks push his finger into her dry frigid pussy. He wiggled his finger into the hole, "Tight as a camels arse," he smiled.

Officer McCarthy bit her bottom lip. Her face was flushed as he shoved his finger in up to the knuckle. Her blonde hair had fallen down her face; her hat was on the floor. She looked up but Fat Boy grabbed a handful of hair and forced her to watch the black man finger fuck her tight white cunt.

Dreadlocks fucked his finger in and out, "Feel that McCarthy? Is that the first black meat to ever fuck your Klan cunt?"

"Fuck off."

Fat boy grabbed her head and kneed her hard in the face, "Be nice!"

His knee smashed against her nose making it bleed as Dreadlocks pushed another finger into her tight twat.

Through the tears she watched the inmates start to undo their trousers and soon over twenty huge pulsating angry black cocks surrounded her. To her horror they started moving closer to her and soon her face was circled by five thick black pricks.

Dreadlocks carried on finger fucking her, "Open wide McCarthy. This is your lunch break."

Fat Boy grabbed her face slapping it with his hard cock. It whacked hard on her aching nose, around her mouth and he poked her in the eye with the prick head. The other cocks started slapping, some really hard. Not a part of her face was missed. Not a second went by when a wet sticky cock wasn't in her eye, smacking her cheek or beating her nose. More cocks joined in. Now they rubbed in her hair, stuck in her ears. One cock was forcing it's self against her nostrils. A thumb and forefinger forced her mouth open and a prick head slid over her tongue and into her mouth. The cock shoved into her cheek, the inmates laugh at the sight as the big fat cock swapped cheeks and the others whacked her bewildered blonde head.

The block was already burning. Chairs and bedding piled up some of the prison cells were set light. Another group of about twenty inmates made there way to the interview room. As they walked in they saw Eddie standing in the centre of the room. Connie Anderson was standing on the table, nervously lifting up her skirt to show her stocking tops on her drop dead gorgeous legs. The cameraman was busy filming and the sound guy held sat in the corner with his box of tricks. Two female prison guards lay dazed and confused on the floor, their hands cuffed behind their backs. The prisoners went straight for the guards. They used knives on the officer's tight black trousers, cutting neat holes in the back of the pants so their arse cheeks poked through

The prisoners dragged Officers Silverstone and Witherspoon across the landing towards the wings barbershop. Silverstone was pulled along by her nose while two hands holding her already sore boobs jerked Witherspoon forward. Behind them other inmates smacked and whacked their naked buttocks with hands, belts and chair legs. The adjusted trousers made their perfect twin cheeks were exposed. Cheeks that now were turning crimson under the onslaught of spankings and whippings.

Once inside the barber's room they saw another group of inmates waiting. Two barber's chairs were set up and the guards were shoved into the seats. Hands and feet held them down while a belt was used to strap Witherspoon's head to the back of the chair. Other inmates held Silverstone by her throat while the prison barber, a trustee with a white bald man and an evil grin snapped scissors in front of her frightened face making her blue eyes bulge out in fear.

"Short back and sides Officer?" He pulled her hat off and started cutting away at her long blonde hair while she screamed at him. She didn't scream for long. Old Joe, an aging inmate, with white hair and grizzled face, took a pair of his stained pants out of his pocket shoved them hard between the officer's red lips.

As Officer Witherspoon struggled she couldn't do anything with her hands cuffed behind her back. They then pulled her legs over the arms of the chair and taped her feet to the underside of the metal frame. This was painful and left her crotch exposed. Fingers undid her trousers and soon opened them up to view a pretty pair of pink lacy panties with a love heart on them. A rough hand ripped the knickers open to reveal her light brown pubic hair hiding the pink pouting lips of her pussy.

Old Joe walked up to the bound officer with a cutthroat razor.

He sucked his teeth less gums and said, "Time for some pussy shaving."

Eddie was busy humiliating Connie Anderson, "Now bitch lift your skirt right up and say 'this is Connie Anderson for NYTV about to get a big black cock up her hot pussy, pictures at eleven'."

The went bright red, "I can't...."

One of the electric prods touched the inside of her thigh, "Don't say can't!"

There was a crackle and a shook threw her to the ground. She lost her footing and fell face first onto the floor. Eddie leapt on top of her back, putting his full weight on her slim waist. He dragged her head up by her ginger hair and shoved the electric prod into her gasping mouth, "You will say it!"

The prod was pulled out, Connie sobbed as she spoke, "This is C..."

Eddie jumped off her pulling her up by her hair, "Skirt up cunt, show the viewers your pretty stocking tops and whore knickers."

The news reporter turned to the camera; her hands shook as she lifted her skirt up to the stocking tops. She looked into the camera, "This is Connie Anderson for NYTV. I'm...I'm about to get a big.....a big black...a black cock up my hot pussy. Pictures at eleAAAAAAAAIIIEEE!"

Eddie rammed the microphone through her skirt, through her knickers and right up between her buttocks. The ball head of the phone shoved up her arse. Eddie pushed face down on to the table and staring punching hard against the microphone forcing more and more of it up her wrecked rectum.

"I.." WHACK! "told you.." WHACK! "I'd ram this.." WHACK! "up your arse!" WHACK!

He stepped back looking at his handy work. You could see the cable disappear into a fold of clothing, which was up the woman's arse.

"Get this!" Eddie yelled to the Joey.

Joey came around and filmed the obscene sight, but he could help laughing.

"Does that hurt Ms Anderson?" he asked, "I bet it does."

He moved around the table and focused on her face. It was a picture of pain. Her face was screwed up, tears stained her cheeks and she blubbered in agony.

Eddie lifted the cable, "Camera boy, step back and get this."

Joey walked back getting a long shot of Connie on the table and the cable coming out of her arse. Eddie gripped the cable and yanked. It pulled her off the table so once again her face slammed on the floor. Eddie dragged her around the room like this. At one point he made Brad sit on his bosses back and pulled him along as if the news reporter was some form of human sledge. Eventually after about ten minutes of filming Eddie put his foot on her buttocks and pulled the microphone out her now bleeding arsehole.

Part Three

"Do you like your new look ma'am?" one of the inmates pulled Officer Silverstone's head up so she could look in the mirror. Her once long blonde hair was now a shirt roughly cut mess. The stained pants hung out of her mouth, her blue eyes full of tears. The inmate grabbed a handful of her short blonde hair and yanked her back into the barber's chair.

In the other chair Officer Witherspoon was squealing like a stuck pig as Old Joe used the cutthroat razor to shave her dry pubic mound.

"Keep still!" Joe moaned as he cut her sensitive skin once again, "that's the third time I've nicked your pussy lips." The razor cut through the hair making the prison guard tense up, her face bright red and her teeth gritted in pain.

Old Joe shaved away the light brown pubic hair. He was going to make this guard's pouting pussy look pretty as a picture when he'd finished. She was going to be as bald as a baby by the time he'd finished with her cunt. He placed his fingers inside her cunt lips, shaving carefully around them.

The men meanwhile were having more fun with Officer Silverstone. Her uniform shirt was ripped open; grubby inmate hands pulled out her young firm breasts. Her black tie was tied to the back of the chair so she couldn't move her neck without choking. Other hands tied her legs over the barber chair legs. One of the inmates sat on her lap facing her. She knew him simply as Weasel, a horrible ugly little man, with an evil grin on his dirty little face.

"Hiya Officer Silverstone," he held up a small mousetrap, "time to put some decorations on your big fat tits." He flicked the metal trap down making a hideous clapping noise. He held the trap right next to her large exposed nipple, "where shall we put this eh?"

A hand pulled the stained pants out of the sobbing guards mouth.

"Pleas don't," she pleaded with her big blue eyes.

Some one picked up her black prison cap and planted it on her short scruffy blonde hair.

"What will you do if I don't?" Weasel snapped the trap again; she felt it brush against her tender nub.

"What do you want?" she sobbed not taking her eyes off the trap.

"How about my cock down your throat Officer Silverstone." SNAP! It was closer down, the cold metal touching her over sensitive nipple, "how about it Silverstone?"

"Okay," she groaned, "I'll suck your cock. If you promise not to hurt me any more."

SNAP! "I promise Officer Silverstone. But you've got to gag on my cock, you've got to swallow my cock and all the cum I've been building up just for you. I haven't wanked for a week just to let you eat my scum. You gonna do it Officer?" SNAP!

"Yes..."

"Yes what?"

"I'll eat your cum."

"Good."

Weasel threw the trap to the floor and jumped off of the prison guards lap. He quickly pulled his trousers off and stood looking at her his fat erect cock in his hands.

"You get your mouth all wet for this Officer Silverstone, get that saliva going. Show me how wet your slutty mouth is."

The young prison guards tried to get some saliva in her mouth, but it was dry with fear. A little spit pushed out of her lips, just as Officer Witherspoon screamed again.

"Right on the clit!" Old Joe yelled, "you silly cunt you made me cut you right on your clit."

The inmates looked at Joe's handy work. The prison guards pussy was clear of pubis hair, several bloody cuts o the pussy lips and one nasty cut on her little nub of skin, but a part from that the old crook had down a grand job.

"Peach fuzz fuzz." Old Joe chuckled.

He lifted a bottle of aftershave off the barber's table, "Now a little of this."

"NOOOO!!" screamed Officer Witherspoon, "No! Please! No!"

"Okay," Joe smiled, "not a little, a lot."

He poured some aftershave in his hands and slapped his hand on her freshly shaven cunt. The prison guard screamed her lungs out as the old crook rubbed the alcohol into her pussy lips. He added a little more on to his fingers and shoved three digits inside her dry hole, rubbing the walls of her cunt with the aftershave. Screaming and squirming Officer Witherspoon felt like her cunt was on fire. The old bastard now poured the liquid right between her cunt lips, from the top so it ran down the front of her cunt hole and on to the chair.

Once again fingers pushed into her hole and then Old Joe finished his job by ramming the neck of the aftershave bottle deep into her burning vagina.

In the shower area Fat Boy fucked his hard cock in and out of Officer McCarthy's luscious lips. His prick forced itself deeper and deeper into her mouth while the man's big black hands gripped her blonde hair ramming her head back and forth trying to get more and more of his cock into the racist bitches reluctant mouth.

Her big pink tits hung out of her white uniform blouse. Hands still grabbed the nipples or smacked the bouncing flesh. Dreadlocks was now rubbing his hard cock against her pink pussy lips making the officer struggle, but the men held her. Two Jamaican's held her legs open, gripping her black boots. They pulled them further apart so Dreadlocks could position himself better, pressing the bulbous head of his cock making it part her tender cuntlips.

Officer McCarthy felt the cock enter her warm dry hole; instinctively she bit down on to Fat Boy's erect cock.

"Fuck!" the obese black man pulled his cock out of her wet mouth, "you fucking whore! Bitch bit me!"

Dreadlocks eased his cock into her cunt, the head now disappeared inside her tight pink pussy, "Bite the bitch back then!"

Fat Boy grabbed McCarthy's cheeks pushing them hard together, "Stick you tongue out cunt!"

Her little pink tongue pushed through her mouth. Fat Boy lifted the electric prod aiming it at her wet tongue, "You ready cunt?"

"Nuuuu, pluuhh, nuu." Was all she could say.

The prod touched her tongue.

Dreadlocks now started fucking hard into her cunt making her bite down on her own tongue. Fat Boy laughed moving the prod down to her naked bosoms.

"Bitch bit herself," he let her face go.

The electric prod pressed hard against her big dark pink nipple. There was a crackling noise making the female prison officer scream as a shock shot through her big fat tit. They wobbled under the shock making the inmates laugh.

"Fuck," Dreadlocks yelled, "I felt that. I her tight pussy."

He started fucking really hard into her dry expanding hole. The men pushed her down. Fat Boy sat on her face while Dreadlocks ramming into her. The arse in her face was pressed down hard; her nose inched up the black man's stinking unclean arsehole. She started sobbing and gagging.

"Feel that ma'am? Feel my cock in your Klan cunt? That's cotton picking black cock in you tight sore cunt!"

"Suck my arse!" Fat Boy lifted his buttocks up then slammed his full weight on her face, "Lick it!"

As the arse came up Officer McCarthy stuck her pink tongue out and as he slammed down on her face he felt her tongue slip into his brown hole. He held it there, grinding her face.

Dreadlocks reached down, taking hold of her cuntlips, as his black cock rammed in and out of her tight pink hole his grubby fingers pulled the lips open as far as he could get them without ripping them off.

Other prisoners joined in. Two Rasta's grabbed her hands making her grip there huge fat cocks. They held her hand around their pricks and made her wank them off. Fists punched her tits a few times and the men holding her legs started slapping the inside of her thighs as hard as they could.

Shorty, a small but bulky Jamaican started wiggling under her arse, tearing open her black trousers and pants. Dreadlocks obliged by lifting her arse cheeks up, just enough for Shorty to press his erect cock against her pink starfish. The knob head speared the starfish open, pushing into her virgin arsehole.

Officer McCarthy was now complete. A black cock ramming her pink cunt, a black cock pushing deep into her virgin arsehole, her tongue stuck inside a black arsehole and her hands being used to wank off two other black inmates. If this wasn't enough her thighs were being spanked crimson and her huge boobs were being pulled, pinched and punched.

Across the block Connie Anderson was being made to kneel in front of the huge seven-foot hulk called Eddie. Her mascara was streaking down her face from her tears. Her bottom burned after the microphone had been shoved inside her bowels. Joey, her cameraman, zoomed in on her tormented face as Eddie took hold of her chin.

"Please..." she bawled.

"No Mercy bitch," Eddie's other hand slapped her hard around face then grabbed her short ginger hair, "now you're gonna get to feel what it's like having twelve inches of black cock meat slamming in and out of your windpipe."

Eddie pulled her face into his crutch. Her rubbed the news reporters beautiful face hard against his cock. She could feel his huge prick threw his prison issue trousers, it felt like an enormous pipe, it against her cheek, nose, forehead. He grabbed Anderson's head with both hands, "Open your fucking mouth!" he yelled down at her.

She looked up at him with her soft blue eyes, but her mouth was closed tight.

Eddie let her hair go, "You just don't get it do you? Joey, that your name?"

Joey nodded from behind the camera.

"Give me your belt," the revolver came up aiming at the cameraman, "now."

Joey quickly undid the leather belt around his waist. He gave it to the seven-foot prisoner who doubled it over in his hands. He looked at Connie, at her breasts under the crisp black power suit. Without any warning he whacked the belt hard across the reporters tits. Once! Twice! The reporter fell back screaming, trying to protect her boobs but Eddie didn't care he whipped at her breasts through her hands.

"Fucking bitch!" WHACK! WHACK!

"Owwww...aaarrrrggghhh...." Anderson lay on her back with Eddie towering over her. The belt cutting into the suit top, cutting right into her flesh.

The belt smacked her hands aside, when a hand hit the floor Eddie stamped his foot on her fragile hand holding it in place leaving her boobs unprotected.

Joey kept on filming. The massive prisoner, standing on ginger reporters hands, smacking the belt as hard as he could into her chest. He saw each boob flatten under the on slaughter.

"These a silicon job bitch? If they are I'm gonna mess them up proper. You getting these screams on the sound?"

Eddie beat Anderson's tits for over five minutes, not letting up, ignoring her screams for mercy and ignoring the odd time when the belt hit the reporter bitch around the face. When he felt he'd made his point he stepped off her bruised and bleeding hands and knelt down, tearing open her black jacket, then her blouse. The white bra holding the damaged boobs was torn apart. Eddie laughed at his handy work. The pink flesh was bruised and coated in welts and several deep cuts. His fingers took hold of one of her sensitive nipples; he pinched it hard, cutting his nails into the delicate flesh.

"You want more bitch?" Eddie asked.

Connie Anderson's face was a picture of pain. He eyes puffy and wet. Her nose was running. Her complexion a deep red, a welt neatly placed across her nose and cheeks.

"No....please.."

"You gonna take my dick down your throat now?"

"Yes..." she answered sobbing.

"You're going to be a cocksucking cunt?"

"Yes."

"Tell me."

"I'm gonna be a cocksucking cunt."

Taking a handful of hair Eddie pulled the broken woman on to her knees. He pulled his hard black snake out of his trousers and aimed it at her face. Connie tried to pull her head away but Eddie pressed his thick mushroom head against her lips.

"Open wide and take a deep breath."

Part Four

Eddie shoved his cock into Connie Anderson's mouth holding her by her short ginger hair. He rammed his cock over her tongue towards the back of her mouth.

"Suck it bitch!"

The broken news reporter started sucking noisily on the thick black meat invading her mouth.

"I'm gonna shove this right down your tight pink throat, brace yourself!"

Eddie started fucking his hips back and forth forcing more of his thick erect prick into the reluctant woman's mouth. At the same time he shoved her head on and off his cock pushing in a little deeper each time.

"Ggggggg, awwww!" was all Connie could say as she started gagging and choking on the black cock.

The camera focused in on her face. Her eyes were tightly shut, her mouth stretched to accommodate Eddie's huge prick. Saliva dribbled out of the corners of her oval shaped mouth. He forced her further down his cock. Anderson started gagging which was picked up on the sound equipment.

Eddie was getting frustrated. He just couldn't get his cock into her throat. He felt his prick punch against the back of her mouth, but it wouldn't go any further, her tight throat resisted.

Eddie yanked her mouth off his cock, Connie gasped for breath coughing and spluttering, a string of saliva trailing from her red bottom lip and the tip of his cock.

"See this?" Eddie yelled waving his cock in her face. The shaft looked blacker than ever wet with her saliva, "this is going into you throat whether you like it or not!"

Joey moved closer as Eddie whacked her around the face with his cock, "Now swallow!" he barked.

Holding her head tight he forced his cock into the reporters gasping mouth. He started face fucking her with a vengeance. His prick flying in and out of her mouth and then something gave way and he felt his cockhead shove down the ginger bitches throat. Her nose pressed against his crutch, his balls slapping against her chin.

"Time for a throat fuck!" Eddie laughed and started fucking the reporters tight convulsing throat.

Officer McCarthy's double fuck was in full swing. Two black cocks ramming in and out of her tight dry cunt and bleeding virgin arsehole. Fat Boy lifted his arse off her face, making the rape gang laugh. McCarthy's beautiful face was smeared with the guy's shit, her nose and mouth coated in a thin layer. The two other cocks in her hands came covering her wrists with white sticky cum.

Dreadlocks grabbed a hand full of the officer's blonde hair yanking her up and pointing her head at his cock driving in and out of her pink pussy.

"See that bitch! My black baby maker in your cotton candy pussy. I'm gonna give you a little black baby to take home to daddy!"

"No!" she screamed as she watched the huge black shaft rip opening her cuntlips.

Dreadlocks just laughed as he started to cum. Her face screwed up with disgust as she felt his hot juice shot into her womb.

"Here's some more for you white cunt meat!" Shorty yelled fucking into her arse.

Shorty started cumming inside her over stretched arsehole at the same time invading her bowels with his hot spunk.

Someone grabbed her head and turned it around a cock was rammed into her mouth as another black inmate started abusing the white racist guard. Black hands held the side of her face as he violently skull fucked her making her gag as the cock punched down her throat.

Dreadlocks pulled out and another cock rammed hard into her abused cunt. Shorty's cock was replaced by another and they even started using her pink fat tits as a cunt, wrapping them around a thick black cock and fucking them just as hard.

Officer McCarthy could only gargle and scream as the black inmates used her as a fuck doll. A cock spewed out hot spunk into her southern pussy, another plugged in and out of her loosening arsehole. Her face was held hard against the crutch of an inmate as his twitching cock spunked in her tight unwilling throat.

"Swallow!" a voice barked and all the guard could do was gulp down the thick hot sauce.

The cock between her tits came, spunk splattering the side of her head leaving a trail from her hair to her tits.

The cocks threw her down and four more appeared. Arses, tits, cunt and throat fucked savagely not caring if she bled or choked. Four black shafts using her pink holes and tits over and over again, not letting up, not stopping and showing no mercy, not matter how much she pleaded, sobbed or gagged.

At the same time Weasel was easing his dirty erect cock into Officer Silverstone's wet saliva filled mouth. Her red lips wrapped around the shaft and she started sucking hard on the root. Weasel grabbed her guard's hat and pushed another few inches into her hot sucking mouth.

"You suck like a whore," he told her, "a two bit whore. Suck my cock whore, suck my cock dry and swallow my scum!"

Weasel kept on stuffing his cock into the guard's pretty face.

"Awww!" her gag reflex took over and she tried to move her head away but her head was stuck against the barber's chair and the tie held her in place. Weasel forced her to ride out his cock fucking in and out of her wet mouth. Slowly he fucked at first, but he started picking up pace rape her mouth. With each thrust more of his cock meat slammed deeper into her face until his cock head rammed into her windpipe and she began struggling as vest she could.

"My cock choking you? You cock teasing cunt!" he yelled slamming into her throat viciously, "Serves you right you teasing cunt! Walk around the block in your tight uniform. Your just getting what you deserve you cock teasing bitch!"

"Nuuuu," she gasped between strokes trying to breath as the inmates cock ploughed in and out of her tight throat.

Her vision misted and she started seeing stars as he fucked so hard and fast she wasn't getting time to breath. Weasel let his balls slap against her chin and leant right against her face so his cock was as far down her convulsing windpipe as he could get it. It was then Officer Silverstone blacked out, but Weasel just carried on fucking her face slamming her belly against her pretty button nose.

Officer Witherspoon was groaning as the men took turns smacking the leather belt against her bright red burning bare pussy.

"You like this don't you?" SMACK!

"Aaaahhhh! No. No I don't," the guard sobbing as the belt slapped against her bruised cuntlips once more.

"I said," WHACK! "You like this!" SMACK! WHACK!

"Aahhhhh, I...." SMACK! "No, please. All right! I like it!"

"Good!" WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!"

"Aiiiiieeeee!" Witherspoon couldn't move her head; her tears ran down her face into her ears. The cunt smackers continued the more she sobbed.

"Let's try some of that burning pussy," one inmate said.

"You kidding," Old Joe was surprised, "that guard cunt is full of aftershave, it'll burning like fuck. Anyway let's let Witherspoon keep her cherry, I felt a hymen in there when I was applying the liquid. Let's fuck her arse and mouth. She owes us some action after all this pleasure we've been giving her."

"Nooo!" screamed Officer Witherspoon.

"Yeeess!" screamed the ten inmates around her struggling pain filled body.

"Wakey wakey!" Weasel slapped his bloated prick head against Officer Silverstone's nose, "come on cock tease cop." He rubbed the head against her lips; her chin was coated in saliva.

Slowly her eyes opened.

"Welcome back," the prick slapped her face, "I'm going to cum all over you pretty little face," he wanked on his shaft, "here it comes!"

The inmates body tenses and Officer Silverstone took the first blast in her eyes. The spunk spurted out everywhere, coating her mouth, nose, eyes, forehead, even the peak of her guard's cap.

"Right," Weasel climbed off her body smiling at the guard's cum coated face, "now to put those decorations on your nips."

"What?" she gasped trying to lift her head, spunk dribbling down her bewildered face, "you promised! You said if I sucked you off you wouldn't!"

Weasel lifted the mouse trap, holding it open against her nipple, "I'm a fucking criminal you stupid cunt! I lied!" SNAP!

"Aiiiieeeee!!"

In a television studio not six miles away the news team was ready for a live link over to Connie Anderson interviewing the latest dead man walking Eddie Edwards. The producer checked the link was up but didn't bother to check the pictures or wound coming down the line.

On a giving signal they went live to the prison and an image of a black cock flying in and out of Connie Anderson's sobbing mouth hit screens across America. A full ten seconds went into the living rooms around the states. Ten seconds of throat fucking the nations best-loved news reporter. Her mouth stretched open, black cock meat ramming in and out and making a lovely lump in her slender throat with a sound track of Connie gagging and Eddie laughing.

The producer switched the link off, but transferred it to a video recorder. He called up the Joey to find out what was going on.

"Eat my cock bitch!" Eddie slammed her face against his belly, his cock head shoving down her throat each slam, "you fucking owe me!"

A musical tune struck up.

Eddie paused his fucking holding Connie's ginger hair tight so his cock was lodged in her gagging throat, "What the fucks that?"

"My mobile," Joey replied focusing the camera on Connie's struggling head pressed hard against the black man's crutch.

"Answer it!" yelled Eddie and carried on fucking the news reporter's sore choking throat.

"Yes?"

"Joey what the fuck is going on?"

"Connie's giving Eddie his last request a face fuck."

"He's throat raping her! It's obvious. It went out live a minute ago."

"Shit," said Joey but he though cool.

"Is she okay Joey?"

"Yeah she's fine. We're in the middle of a fucking riot here. Got to go!"

Joey threw the mobile across the room just as Eddie started cumming in Connie's face. The first shot of spunk fired straight down her gullet, the second shot caught her in the face as Eddie yanked his huge black tool out of her stretched aching lips.

Someone somewhere was calling the prison governor. Eddie knew this, so did the rest of the block, so they had to get on with the fuckings and beatings before someone brought in the state guard and ended their party.

Part Five

After being fucked non-stop for over half an hour the black inmates crawled off of Officer McCarthy's quivering convulsing body. Spunk dribbled out of every hole, her cleavage was coated in sweat and cum. One of the men sat on her stomach and gripped her left tit. The pin from the prison guard badge was pressed against her nipple, while another hand stuck the pin from her name badge against her other nipple.

The blonde prison guard started screaming in pain as the men pushed the pins through her nub of flesh and fixed both badges on her tits.

When they'd finished another hand grabbed her blonde hair pulling her to her feet. Her uniform was torn, her breasts now bleeding exposed, and her black trousers were only around her legs. The group of inmates started on her again, slapping her tits, legs thighs, and face. The electric prod was used on her tits and one or two fists slammed hard into her unprotected pussy.

Everything was a blur of pain; they spun her around and some how she ended up over a small bench, her face pressed hard against her cold floor, her arse high up in the air.

Fat Boy was first ramming his huge black cock into Officer McCarthy's puckered arsehole. He fucked harder than ever into her butt. A queue now formed. Thirty-two inmates who were going to butt fuck the prison guard. Thirty-two huge black pricks in her KKK arse.

Things were getting worse for Officer Witherspoon. They had untied her from the chair but now her face was pressed hard against Officer Silverstone's cunt lips. The mousetraps on the guard's tits were being smacked by the men sending waves of pain through her breasts. Witherspoon's tongue licked at her friend's pussy while the men took turns butt fucking her.

Weasel held Silverstone's head, making her look at the prison guard cap between her legs.

"Look at that cunt licker go," he grinned, "look at it. Stick your tongue right up her twat!"

A cock rammed in and out of Officer Witherspoon's virgin arse smashing her face against the blonde pussy forcing her tongue into the tight hole. Silverstone let out involuntary gasps a mixture of pain and pleasure. Someone shook the traps on her nipples making her groan but the tongue lapping at her clit made her bite her bottom lip.

A cock erupted inside the prison guard's bowels. It ripped out and after a short pause another one rammed in hard, faster, more determined.

"Tell her to suck your clit," Weasel breathed in Officer Silverstone's ear, "tell her."

A lighter now heated the metal traps around the guards nipples, pain and pleasure mixed as she started gasping, "Suck my clit."

"Suck my clit you cunt," whispered Weasel.

"Suck," she was gasping, groaning, losing control, "suck my clit you fucking cunt!"

The butt fucked prison guard moved her tongue up to the fleshy nub.

"Fucking lick me cunt!" Silverstone screamed thrusting her hips into her partners face, "do it you fucking cunt!"

Weasel grabbed the back of Witherspoon's hair jerking her face up so both women looked at each other. One broken and crying, the other on the verge of an orgasm.

"Suck me please!" yelled Silverstone.

"She won't," Weasel was laughing, "she won't do it."

"You cunt!" screamed Silverstone.

"Open you mouth," Weasel forced Witherspoon's mouth open.

Without prompting Officer Silverstone spat into her partner's mouth, "Lick me cunt!" she spat again.

Weasel shoved Officer Witherspoon's face back into the blonde's cunt and she started sucking and licking the woman's clit.

Connie was now on her back on the table. Eddie lay on top of her fucking away at her ginger cunt, his whole body covering her now naked form. Her face pressed against his chest as he pumped away. The camera moved around, past the enormous black cock stretching her tight pink pussy to it's limits, up her stomach, along her bruised breasts to her wincing face pressed hard against his black heaving chest.

"Do you like this Connie?" Eddie asked her looking down at the top of her ginger hair.

"N....n.." she couldn't form the words.

As requested Joey and Brad were now naked but still operating sound and camera. Eddie had given them a prod each but warned them if they used it on him it would only piss him off.

Eddie pulled up taking Connie with him. She looked like a pink rag doll against his chocolate brown skin. Her head only coming up to his chest. He brought her to the edge of the table and turned around lying back on the table with her on top of him. During this action he kept on fucking her.

His black hands took hold of either side of her face making her look at him.

"Do you like this?"

She just stared back at him, her mouth drooling, her eyes glazed.

"Right boys," Eddie smiled at the crew, "bet you'd like to shove a cock or a prod up this bitches arse?"

Connie started struggling, but there was nothing she could do. Joey and Brad had to make a choice. Cock or prod.

End of Part 5

Part 6

Another black cock rammed in and out of Officer McCarthy's well fucked butt. It was the fifteenth prick to fuck the shit out of her virgin bowels. Another cock slammed in and out of her face, black hands shoving her head on and off the black shaft until the cock head punched into her throat again and again. She didn't protest anymore she just took the pounding cocks and the thick loads in silence. The only noise the odd groan or gag.

Across the prison Witherspoon and Silverstone were on their hands and knees. A prison guard baton connecting them both, the handle in Witherspoon's spoon still stinging cunt, the tip in Silverstone's sore cum filled pussy. They fucked each other as the men jeered them on. Their guard hats firmly on their heads and prisoner cocks fucking hard at their faces.

The first gas canister smashed through the window of the showers.

Dreadlocks picked it up quickly, the man fucking McCarthy's arsehole withdrew and the black man forced the canister into the prison guard's abused butt. She started screaming, the gas pouring into her bowels. The black prisoners laughed as she struggled on the floor trying to rip the thing from her arse.

Another canister came in. It took them a while to fit it into the blonde guard's sobbing mouth.

They left her on the floor, gasping for breath with a metal gas bomb rammed in her face. That was how the SWAT team found her. They removed the canister from her mouth so she could breath and put a gas mask on her as she tried to tell them to get the one out of her arse. They pretended they didn't hear her. But then again, the local SWAT didn't like McCarthy's dad or the KKK.

The SWAT unit found Officer's Witherspoon and Silverstone ramming at each other with a police baton. They're buttocks slapping together the black stick hand disappeared inside the two young female guards.

Joey and Brad were in full swing reporter Connie Anderson when the team burst. Joey fucked her cunt while Brad rammed an electric prod up the ginger haired bitches arse, sending waves of electric pain shooting through her body.

Eddie was nowhere to be seen.

The End

Epilogue

Officer McCarthy had to wear a nappy for six weeks after the attack. She moved to become a security guard at a high school up state. Everything was okay until the cctv of the riot was released on the web. Two computer geeks no get regular fucks from the blonde security guard. Before, during and after school.

Officer Witherspoon and Silverstone started a relationship. Witherspoon was Silverstone's bitch and over the coming years suffered for what happened in the prison.

Connie Anderson.....

....she'd just won an award. It was for her book she wrote about the riot. A mixture of good reporting and a wankers wet dream. She wore a lovely golden dress for the occasion, bare backed with just a whisper of cloth covering her full still slightly bruised breasts.

Connie was a little drunk after the ceremony and the party. She stumbled to the limo waiting for her. The chauffer got out and opened the door. Once inside the care she lay back with her eyes closed.

"Hi bitch."

Connie opened her blue eyes to see Eddie sitting next to her. He grabbed to back of her head, "Open your fucking mouth!"

Connie opened her red lips as he impaled her face on his black cock shoving her head on and off the thick hard shaft. She struggled but he held her by her hair. Other hands grabbed her arms.

During on of the lunges onto the black meat she saw two other men in the car and the chauffer with a big grin shining out from his chocolate brown face.

"Oh, you haven't met my brothers have you?" Eddie laughed and fucked away at the reporter's reluctant throat.

The limo moved through the streets of LA. Music blaring from the expensive speakers. Covering the sound of a beautiful ginger haired reporter being made to suck and fuck three huge hard angry black cocks - all at the same time.

The End