My name is Keith Ray. A tall, good-looking black man in his early twenties. I have a secret to share with you. I've got no conscience whatsoever. People don't understand me. I've been called everything from functional psychopath to cunning sociopath. I call myself a Free Spirit. A man who does what he wants and lets no one hold him back. Currently, I'm impersonating FBI agent Simon Peterson, who was supposed to go undercover inside a maximum security prison in Massachusetts to investigate corruption among the corrections officers, some state troopers and some of the prison gang lords. Apparently, there's a flourishing drug trade behind bars and everyone is benefiting. I got rid of the federal agent by putting him in a coma and took his place. I went undercover, mostly to see what it would be like. I crave thrills, you see. I need to engage in risky behavior every frigging day otherwise I get bored out of my skull and you don't want to see that.
So, here I am. A prisoner. There are lots of prisoners at the facility. Three thousand, in fact. They're an interesting bunch. The prison subculture is organized into different groups or factions vying for power. There are the white supremacists, the Latino gang lords and the Black thugs. There are also the Asian blade runners and so on. Yeah, a bunch of tough men organized into cliques. They're fun. I've been enjoying the game. The warden's name is Alfonse Monterey, a burly macho Latino. He runs the prison with an iron fist. The only challenge to his authority is psychiatrist Jennifer Albright, a tall, somewhat plump yet good-looking blonde woman with green eyes and the biggest ass I've seen in a long time. Damn, the woman has a booty! She was also to be my liaison on the inside. The only person who knew that I was ( supposedly) an FBI agent and not a real prison inmate. I've got big plans for her and that booty of hers, but that's for later. I've got someone far more interesting in mind.
My cellmate is a good-looking young Irishman named Doyle Jenkins. He's tall, lean, with black hair and pale blue eyes. A handsome lad. He was also openly gay, which isn't a good thing in a prison. Gay inmates are targeted by the others. They get mistreated by inmates and guards alike. Doyle keeps me informed about everything that goes on at the prison. Doyle is okay by me. He's a cool guy. In exchange for protection from prison bullies, he became my informant. I never pressured him for sex even though I was bisexual and occasionally had sex with men. Doyle and I respected each other. I was probably the only man inside the prison who wasn't trying to make him his plaything. He appreciated my respect and rewarded it with loyalty. He told me who the big shots were, among both inmates and guards. I needed a challenge and he helped me pick my opponents. Thus, I knew who was what. I prefer to choose someone smart, ruthless and arrogant and go after him or her with everything I've got. People like that are fun to take down. They think they're all that. It's fun beating them at their own game. My new target is Janice Britton. A skinny black chick who works as a corrections officer at the prison. She's one of fifteen female officers among the one hundred and ninety corrections officers who work at the prison. Janice is one of those chicks who thinks she's all that. She's also abusive of her power and has been known to fuck some inmates. I heard stories about her and Alan, a really tough bastard who used to run with the white supremacist gang at the prison. Alan really didn't like a black female officer being among the corrections people. Yet he was a horny bastard who wanted some black pussy, which Janice was happy to provide. Yeah, word is they'd go at it.
There are no secrets in prison. Everyone knows everything about everyone. That's just the way it is. Alan had become addicted to Janice pussy. He would go into the laundry room with her and drop his trousers. She'd get on her knees and suck on his long and thick cock. Janice was a damn good cock sucker. She'd suck the dude until he came, then she'd drink him dry. Afterwards, he'd put her on all fours and stick his cock in her pussy. Yeah, they had a lot of fun together. He pounded her pussy hard, and gave it to her good. From what I heard, Janice was an anal sex enthusiast as well. Oh, yeah. This black chick loved getting fucked in her booty hole. And you know Alan was happy to oblige. He would bend her over one of the washing machines, spread her butt cheeks and shove his cock into her asshole. Dude had skills. Unfortunately, she was a seriously twisted bitch. One day, my man Alan had a black inmate eliminated, and that didn't sit too well with Janice. So, she decided to humiliate the racist creep.
Now, Alan is a man with many fetishes. Word is he doesn't just like to fuck the ass. He is into some reverse Oreo action as well. Hey, whatever floats his boat, know what I mean? I'm a bisexual black man. I sleep with both men and women. However, some fetishes are so weird I will absolutely never try them. Too bad Alan had no such limits. Word is Janice brought a strap on dildo to satisfy Alan's not so mainstream urges. Yep, she bent the dude over after sucking his cock and shoved the dildo right up his butt. She grabbed his hips and thrust into him. He squealed in delight while she pumped away. Yeah, he even came. Afterwards, he was so happy. What the creep didn't know is that the whole thing was caught on camera. Yeah, the macho leader of the white supremacist gang was caught on camera getting his ass fucked by a black woman wearing a strap on dildo. Damn, isn't that fun? Let's just say that Alan is no longer the leader of the white supremacist gang. As for Janice, damn, nobody messes with that bitch anymore.
