Cynthia walks out of the shower, brushes her teeth and begins to get ready for classes. She looks at the warning she got from her professor about their field trip and sees that the women should not wear anything too tight or revealing. She reads on and sees that skirts should be beyond the knee. She stares into her closet and tries to figure out what she was going to wear.
She thinks to herself that this field trip is a waste of time and why do they have to go to a prison to visit one. She says to herself that she has no plans to work in a prison nor does she want to be around criminals but wants to put them into jail someday.
She looks at herself in the mirror and lets the towel fall to the ground. She liked her body and never did like to wear revealing clothes because she wanted a guy to like her for her mind and not her body. She thinks that she is too big for her height. She cant believe that a girl who is 5 foot 3 inches tall could have a butt that big and it was shaped like an onion and breasts that were a little big for her frame but it all seemed to look good. She looked around her dorm room and saw her old gymnastics trophies and regretted that she blew out her knee in the state championships during her senior year.
She wasn’t really into the college scene and was a loner. She would go to class, go back to her room and read or chat with people online. Her floor mates made no attempt to become friends with her and on weekends, she could hear the girls getting ready to go out and get drunk and probably end up fucking some guy and never see him again. But, she wasn’t into that. She didn’t drink and didn’t want to go out really. Her escape was reading and writing.
She continues to look at herself in the mirror and thought she looked rather freakish and nothing like the women in all the fashion magazines or the sorority girls on campus that seems so popular and cool to her. She really didn’t have anyone in her life but her writing, her folks were on the other side of the country and really didn’t care about her due to their pending divorce. She squeezed her breasts together and wished that they weren’t so big and tried to conceal them. She thinks that how can someone so small have 34d chest and hips that measured 38.
She got dressed in a buttoned down white blouse and black pants and wished she didn’t have to go on this stupid trip but if she didn’t go, her grade would be affected and she needed all the help she could get in that class. She was one of the few women in the class and none of the guys in the class seemed to care for her. They got onto the bus and began the trip to the prison. The teacher was going thru the rules and conduct for being inside the prison and she began to worry about what is going to be said to her since many of them have not seen a woman in the flesh for many years. She figured that she would just ignore them as best as she could.
They arrived and the prison guards checked out the bus and passengers before they were allowed inside. Once inside they were lead to the visitor’s area to unload and go thru the security measures in place there. They all were searched and any valuables were put into a locker. They met their guide thru the prison. He was a huge black man that was 6’6” and built like a bodybuilder. His thigh was as big as her whole torso. She was scared and nervous as they were led into the real prison. The prisoners were rude, crude and saying sexual things to all the girls and herself. The guard walks over and tells her that just ignore them and everything will be all right and he is here to protect her.
He leads them into the gang ward in the prison where they meet the warden of the prison. All the prisoners were told to stay within their cells when the tour comes thru. She looks around and sees the huge bodyguard go around to see if everyone is behaving himself walked over to this corner cell where he was talking with the prisoner. His cell was different from the others and he must have been someone important in prison to get such special treatment.
“Hey, that little bitch there is the one I want.” The prisoner says.
The guard and the prisoner began to talk more and laugh about what he got planned for her and how much he loves these tours. The guard calls one of his co-workers and begins to walk back to the group.
He has a rag with chloroform on it to get his target. A few minutes later, the prison sirens go off and the group was hurried to the elevator to get them out of danger. The guard grabs her hand and tells her to come with him and she will be safe. He grabs her arms and begins to lead her to the other elevator on the ward but before they got to the elevator, he placed the rag over her nose and she passed out. He picked her up and led him into the cell of the prisoner that wanted her. He handcuffed her hands and tied her feet and taped her mouth shut.
“Don’t do anything until I tell you it is safe.” The guard tells the prisoner.
He shoved her into a cabinet that was under the sink. The guard and prisoner acted like nothing just happened.
“She should be out for a few hours, so nothing to worry about.” The guard tells the prisoner.
They shake hands and let him do his job now. The group was led out of the prison quickly and they grabbed their things and left the prison in a hurry as they saw the guards in riot gear begin to make there way into the prison. No one on the bus realized that Cynthia was even missing.
A few hours later, Cynthia began to wake up but was clueless where she was but knew that she couldn’t move or scream for help. She struggled to get free but was helpless to do anything. She heard a few voices talking and laughing outside of where she was being held.
A few minutes later the door opened and a huge black hand grabbed her by her ponytail and dragged her out of where she was. Her eyes focused and saw a huge black man standing over her, smiling and checking her out. He had tattoos up and down his arms and was in his mid 30s.
“Now, bitch I am going to take off the tape from your mouth and if you scream I will kill you, do you understand?” He says as he pulls out a makeshift knife.
She nods her head and begins to cry then feels the tape ripped away from her mouth. She begs him to let her go.
“You know how long I have been in this damn cell and not gotten some ass for a woman.” He asks her.
She shakes her head from left to right.
“Its has been awhile and I love fucking white women, they are always so grateful to be fucked by a real man.” He says.
“Now bitch, you will call me master, what’s my name?” He says.
Between sobs, she says, “Master”
“What’s your name bitch?” He barks at her.
“Cynthia” She says.
He leans in and tells her “Cynthia is now going to be known as black cock slut.”
He asks her again what her name was and she says “Cynthia”. He grabs her hair and pulls it and asks her again in a menacing voice.
“What’s your name, bitch?” He barks.
“Black cock slut.” She says.
He pulls her hair harder and tells hers that the end of every sentence should end in master.
“Now what is your name bitch?” He says.
“Black cock slut, master.” She says with tears running down her face.
He pulls her onto her feet, takes the knife, and cuts the binds on her feet and hands. She was shaking in fear but part of her knew what was going to happen to her there. She gets the circulation back into her hands and feet.
“Take off those clothes, slut.” He orders.
She shakes her head in disapproval and begs him to let her go.
He smiles and takes the knife and puts it to her throat. “You do what I say and you will leave here alive.” He tells her.
She slowly begins to undress and her amazing body began to reveal itself to him. He sat there thinking damn she got a booming body and she looks like a regular fuck machine. She is in her bra and panties now.
“Don’t stop, you aint getting any clothes in here, you going to be naked until I let you go bitch.” He says.
She takes off her bra and wiggles out of her panties.
“Pick up your clothes and hand them to me, slut.” He orders. She does what he says and just wants to get it over with now.
“Now you will do everything I tell you to do or you will die, you got that bitch.” He tells her.
“Yes, master.” She says.
He smiles and thinks that she learns quickly. He tells her to turn around slowly for him. She spins around slowly and knows that he is checking out her freakishly weird body. He smacks her ass hard.