Chapter 3 “A Long Dark Train”

Sometime the following day...

Anthony Jones, one of the Wardens of Louisiana’s state prison, commonly referred to as Angola Prison, strolled over to what’s known as the “Dog Pen” that’s housing his prison trustees. Warden Jones is proud of what he has been able to accomplish in such a short time. He’s received numerous awards for his progressive thinking, and even the states Governor mentioned the prison sets the gold standard for prisons, thanks to Warden Jones.

Angola is the largest maximum-security prison in the United States, with 6,300 prisoners and 1,800 staff, including correction officers, janitors, maintenance workers, and wardens. Angola Prison also has several out-camps. Camp F has four minimum custody dormitories and the ‘Dog Pen’, which currently houses the eleven minimum custody trustees who perform special support tasks just for Warden Jones.

Two of the warden’s eleven trustees located in the “Dog Pen” are simply known as the “Two Horsemen.” These two huge black men are the over-watchers. They would certainly have given Arnold Schwarzenegger fierce competition when Arnold was in his prime. However, the distinct comparison between the two horsemen wasn’t earned from a sanitized gym like Arnold was privy to.

No, like the rest of the men in the “Dog Pen” these men earned their large muscular physique the old fashion way ... by working long hours each day at what is commonly referred to as “The Farm.” Angola Prison sits on 18,000 acres just 135 miles northwest of New Orleans. The size of the prison property is larger than the size of Manhattan.

When not doing extra curricular activities for the warden’s friends like JP, they work all the fields to grow vegetables; fruit, cotton, and soybeans to help support the local communities, and prison population.

Their positions they hold now is only because of their uncanny abilities to survive. Now, since Warden Jones’s arrival, they’re being well rewarded, and allowed to obtain degree’s.

The reason for such success, the warden has been partners with JP for the last few years. He always says it’s about supply and demand. He has the right men supplying the cocks, while JP has a constant demand of sluts forced to satisfy those cocks.

Both men are smart business partners. The videos JP records, and sells from his lucrative blackmail schemes, is making them hundreds of thousands of dollars each. Currently, this little slutty housewife he’s caught in his web has the potential to make around 500K each from several porn sites world wide.

The porn industry loves fresh meat and one as beautiful as April Rawlins, with her “hot wife and girl next door look” will make them a lot of money. The best part of this set-up is there’s no over-head; bitchy porn actresses, or stupid male actors with agents to contend with.

It’s just April Rawlins who’s a wholesome sexy twenty-seven year old housewife, who’s convinced she’s being blackmailed by a Kuwaiti Prince, and forced to do degrading sex acts to protect her marriage, family and her friends from harm.

It’s easy to be this successful when you have several enforcers and two over-watchers that keep the entire general prison population under check. The warden hand picked three leaders from each major ethnic background that’s currently known as the nine enforcers. The pair of black over-watchers over-see’s the enforcers, who were specifically selected because of their massive size.

If needed, they are all very capable of busting heads to make any disorderly bunch follow prison rules. This is a simple way the warden keeps control of the prisoner’s and the prison. In return, these eleven men receive special treatment as the warden’s selected trustees, that even the guards dare not fuck with.

The special perks these men receive from the warden are the reason they stay right where they’re at. However, the only catch is that in order to reap the rewards they have to stay clean from any STD’s and have to stay drug free, excluding pot of course.

The warden has each of them randomly tested weekly, and he ensures they get all the pussy they want, especially the pussy JP has on hook to make his home-made sex videos. All of them get unlimited commissary privileges; three hot meals a day, separate quarters and special visitation privileges, and a chance to earn a college degree.

Each trustee has Dish-TV, but most importantly the freedom to move about most of the prison. The cake’s icing for them, they get paid a few hundred dollars each when their group is chosen to gangbang the women for those videos JP sells to porn sites. Those not selected receive half the pay for doing nothing. There’s no better way for the trustees to make money, while doing their time in prison.

As he strolled inside the room, nine of the eleven men he was looking for were either playing cards or a friendly game of dominoes. Watching the men closely as they slammed their dominoes down on the table during play, he couldn’t help but wonder what April Rawlins’s refined white ass would think about these men.

Warden Jones also was wondering if April’s husband would have made the selection that he did, had he known it was his wife getting fucked by anyone of them, let alone a gangbang. The nine enforcers could be described as tall and lean, with very muscular bodies that could put most weight lifters to shame.

Years of hard prison life were represented by the scars they all carried as survivors. These three groups were representatives of the general prison population. The groups consisted of three Black men, three Hispanic men, and three White men. These nine men answer to the two huge black over-watchers. In turn, the two huge black over-watchers answer to the Warden.

This is the way the warden set it up. It was kind of like how the mafia operates. The soldiers or enforcers in this case, answer to the capo’s, the capo’s being the two black over-watchers. They answer to the boss, or head of the family ... that being Warden Jones.

The warden could hardly wait to see Hank’s face when he first sees these men’s impressive cocks hanging between their chiseled thighs. If he wanted to see a woman being sexually dominated by well endowed men, then these men wouldn’t disappoint. None of these hard core men were packing under ten-inches of massive man meat.

He couldn’t wait to tell these men the great news. The news that some had been selected and will finally be getting the opportunity to stuff that slutty wife full of their big black cocks, while making her their bitch. The warden looked about and was thankful he picked the men he did for numerous reasons.

“Where’s the two horsemen?” Warden Jones asked.

“Here we are warden.” Hearing the loud deep sounding voice, he turned around to see the two men standing in the entrance way of the double-French doors, almost blocking out the entire entrance.

The two black men looked like two huge chiseled statues. Standing six feet six inches tall, a solid pair of pure honed muscle with hardly any body fat ... weighing 315 pounds each. Their shiny dark blackness reminded the warden of smooth glassy obsidian stone.

They were twin brothers who almost looked identical, except one had an old knife laceration down his right side, and the other had a smaller slightly crooked nose that didn’t heal correctly from a bar fight.

Both men reminded him of the deceased actor Michael Clarke Duncan, who played John Coffey in the movie, “The Green Mile.” The enforcers nicknamed them the “Two Horsemen” for good reasons. It wasn’t until later that the warden found out the reason why, and certainly agreed that their nickname fit them perfectly.

The warden asked, “Are you boys ready for another off-site party?” While looking around the room.

“Hell yes, anytime Warden Jones.” One of the twins answered, smiling with a giant grin splattered across his face.

The other nine men had stopped all game activity, and were now standing close by the warden to hear who would be selected to participate this time.

“Who’s up to bat this time warden?” The oldest twin asked.

“All you big cock nigga’s are.” The warden answered, fist bumping the closest black man.

“Praise the Lord warden.” The youngest twin replied, then commented jokingly, “Sorry Magic, the warden said, all big cock nigga’s, and that leaves your tiny dick ass out.”

“Fuck you nigga ... When I do my trick, that white bitch gonna fall in love. She’s gonna wanna take my black ass home with her fine ass.” Magic replied.

After all the laughs and high-fives to each other, they all directed their attention back towards the warden.

One of the Hispanic men said, “This “puta” must be something special, or really pissed off JP if she’s getting all nigga dicks.”

“She’s special alright, but get this you knuckle heads - no bruises or damaging of the goods.

You lucky mother fuckers ... a black gangbang is on the menu for this fine slutty white wife. Play rough, but don’t overdo it.” Warden Jones answered.

The warden recalled just a few nights ago, he’d slipped a couple of ecstasy tablets in both the married couples drinks. He wasn’t expecting that April would be that horny and randy. He was astonished that she actually let the men finger her on that dance floor, and he was all too happy to oblige.

He smiled to himself, remembering standing behind her as she allowed him to slide two of his long fingers between her ass cheeks, directly up into her wet cunt, and finger fuck her as she slow danced to several songs.

Now, at the moment, as the warden was spreading good news to his trustee’s, her husband was admiring how sexy his wife’s naked ass looked in such a provocative display. April rarely slept with anything on, and last night was no exception.

Sometime during the night she’d managed to kick the sheets down to her feet. Laying on her stomach and right side, she had her left knee pulled upward, as her right leg was spread slightly further outward.

This not only left her sexy ass on full display, but her glistening pussy as well. Laying in this position, Hank noticed her lips were just slightly parted open. He took the liberty to slowly rub his middle finger gently up and down her dampness, before licking her juice from his digit.

April was already in bed asleep when he’d returned from his night of entertainment. Hank had been all worked up from seeing that sexy woman being spit-roasted and debased. Now, it was early morning when he woke up with a hard-on after dreaming about her.

After hearing a soft moan escaping his wife’s lips when tasting her juices, it gave him the encouragement he needed. She hadn’t flinched from his finger, so he became bolder knowing she was a deep heavy sleeper.

“Umm.” What a delicious morning delight, he said softly to himself, while thinking she must be having a wet dream for her pussy to be this moist.

Straddling her right leg, he pushed her left ass cheek outward, causing her pussy to spread open even farther. Holding her open, he slid his middle finger on his right hand slowly inside his wife.

Hank said, “Fuck, baby. Your pussy has never felt this hot before,” Then stated, “You must be having a really ... good dream.”

Hank then slid another finger alongside the first, and slowly began pushing them deeper after each slow withdrawal.

Her body still hadn’t flinched ... well most of April’s body hadn’t, with the exception of her puckering asshole. It seemed to have lost the memo to hold steady and stay still. Her sphincter was twitching, especially when he had his fingers buried to his knuckles in her wet pussy.

“Holy Fuck. I’ve never seen your asshole dance like this before.” Hank said, still not loud enough to wake April, as he continued his two finger manipulations inside her hot box.

He asked himself, “I wonder?” Hooking his right thumb slowly inside her asshole, adding a little additional stimulation.

“Ugh.” Was the only soft groan April made, barely moving her ass to his thumb’s presence.

“Are you awake sweetie?” Hank asked, not sure if she was at this point, after penetrating her asshole with his thumb.

After receiving no answer, he continued pushing his thumb deeper and deeper until his palm was pressed against the crack of her toned tight ass cheeks. As he started moving his thumb inside her asshole, her sexy body seemed to respond automatically.

Hanks smile widen as he watched in awe as he softly said out loud, “So, this is what your asshole feels like ... nice and tight.”

Her asshole would tighten, then loosen its grip around his thumb. Her drenched pussy walls were barely clamping down on his two fingers, when he pushed his fat thumb all the way inside her butt.

April had never let Hank do this to her during foreplay let alone during sex. He wanted to try anal with her, but she always refused, saying she wasn’t into having anything in her ass. She’d always make the comment, a girl has to save some of her dignity.

Thinking back to the sexy woman who didn’t seem to mind ass-play, he had wished it was his beautiful wife being dominated. Remembering how her asshole was opening and closing around the toys, was sexy as fuck to watch. Hank was getting worked up thinking about that as he played with his wife’s best assets. It didn’t take long for April’s cute little hole to feel and look like it was sucking on his thumb, like a baby sucking a pacifier.

While looking down at his wife in deep sleep, he had an idea. After asking and getting no response if she was awake two more times, Hank straddled his wife’s ass, staying raised up on his knees.

While keeping his thumb buried inside April’s ass he started jerking his cock off with his free hand. After a few minutes, he pushed his thumb outward stretching her sphincter slightly open. Staying as quiet as he could, Hank shot his load of hot cum into his sleeping wife’s slightly opened asshole.

He had never produced so much cum at once. Just the thought of him filling her asshole with his cum, made his balls feel as if they were on fire. On each ejaculation they lifted partially inside his stomach, before dropping back down, shooting strand after strand of his slimy cum in and around his wife’s rectum.

Hank was imagining he was the one dominating the woman in the Lioness costume as he jerked his cock off. His aim wasn’t half bad, but what didn’t go inside April’s ass, he managed to scoop in with his free thumb afterward.

After seeing his wife hadn’t awakened, Hank rolled off and went to the shower with a happy smile across his face. After showering and getting dressed, April still hadn’t moved. He wiped his cum residue off from around her asshole with his wet towel, and raised the covers back over her sexy naked body.