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Chapter 2 by nacewasy

Welcome to the Block

Welcome to the Block

The four massive futa prisoners towered over you. You were still on all fours, naked except for the cruel spiked chastity cage and the thick metal sound locked inside your cock. Your body trembled with pure terror and rage.

The tallest one — a heavily muscled black futa with scars across her abs — crouched down and grabbed your chin hard, forcing you to look up at her.

"Listen up, princess. My name’s Razor. These are my girls. And you… you just became the lowest piece of fuckmeat in this entire prison."

The others laughed. One of them, a muscular Asian futa with a cruel smirk, started circling you slowly.

"Since you’re new, we’re gonna be nice and explain how your pathetic little life is gonna work from now on," she said, her heavy cock already half-hard inside her orange prison pants.

Razor continued, her voice low and threatening:

"Every single morning, the moment the lights turn on… you better be the first one awake. You’re gonna crawl from bunk to bunk like a good little cock worshipper. Pull each girl’s dick out — no matter how sweaty, how dirty, or how crusty it is — and give the head a nice, long good-morning kiss. Lips on cock. Every. Single. One."

She leaned closer, her breath hot against your ear.

"If you’re not the first to wake up… you’re gonna get punished. And trust me, you don’t wanna know what the girls come up with when they’re pissed off."

Another futa, a thick Latina with tattoos on her neck, grinned and added:

"Right after that, you’re the morning piss boy. All of us are gonna use that pretty mouth as our personal toilet for the first piss of the day. You’re gonna swallow every drop like the disgusting urinal you are. Spill any and we’ll make you lick it off the floor."

Your stomach turned. You tried to pull away, but Razor’s grip on your chin was iron.

"At lunch," the Asian futa continued, "you don’t get to sit and eat like a person. You crawl table to table in the cafeteria. Every futa in the block gets to nut on your food before you eat it. And you’re gonna thank each one of them while you do it."

Razor smiled sadistically.

"And at night? You don’t get your own bunk. You sleep in someone else’s. Every single night a different girl. You’re gonna be their personal cock warmer, stress reliever, and cumdump until the lights go out."

She finally released your chin and stood up.

"Any questions, princess?"

You snapped.

"Fuck you! I’m not doing any of that shit! This is illegal! I didn’t even commit a crime!" you shouted, trying to stand up.

The four futas burst out laughing.

"Oh, he’s still got some fight in him," the Latina said, amused.

Razor grabbed you by the hair and slammed your face against the cold concrete floor.

"Wrong answer."

Before you could even scream, they were on you.

Razor shoved her thick, musky cock straight into your mouth, forcing it deep into your throat in one brutal thrust. The strong taste of sweat and old smegma coated your tongue instantly.

"Get used to that flavor, bitch. You’re gonna be tasting a lot of it."

While Razor started face-fucking you mercilessly, the Asian futa got behind you and slammed her massive cock into your virgin ass without any lube. The pain was blinding. You screamed around Razor’s dick, but the sound was completely muffled.

"Goddamn, this hole is tight!" she groaned, spanking your ass hard as she forced herself deeper.

The other two futas stood around you, stroking their growing cocks and spitting on your body while they waited for their turn.

"Look at him squirm. So fucking innocent."

"By the end of the week he’s gonna be begging for our cum."

They used you like animals — spitting, slapping, choking, and degrading you the entire time.

"Swallow my smegma, prison whore."

"This is your life now, femboy. Get fucking used to it."

After they all dumped their first loads inside you (mouth, ass, and face), Razor crouched down again, cum still dripping from your chin.

"Welcome to Futajail, cumrag. This was just the greeting party."

She yanked your leash and started dragging you deeper into the block.

"Now… it’s time for the whole cell to meet their new toilet."

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