Sit on his cock and eat your breakfast.

You look around to see if anyone is watching, but everyone seems to be making a point of staring at their food, focused on shoveling shit in their mouths instead of starting it. Maybe if you're super duper quiet, no one will even know? You are sooooo hungry...you haven't been properly fed for too loooong. And you guess you wouldn't mind eating breakfast too.

You pull your tight pants down over your plump ass, struggling a little, but your cheeks finally plop free with a cute little jiggle. You let your lunch thief guide you over his lap, and feel his fat breakfast link stretch your hungry hole. You slide down slowly, savoring every curve, every vein, until you are balls deep and stifling a moan. "Mmm, see that's better isn't it, bitch? My name's Hector, and I'll have a seat saved for you every meal."

That should alarm you, but currently dick deep and slightly delirious, you can't help but be happy you've scored three "meals" a day. You grind on Hector's lap, longing to feel more shuddery sensations from his thick sausage. He notices and chuckles, clearly delighted to have scooped up such a starving sissy slut for himself. He begins thrusting his hips...slow, shallow bucks at first...you feel yourself teetering on the edge, terrified if you tip over your whorish moans and sticky spurts will out you, but **** for ravishing relief...

You look around, no one seems to notice the sissy squirming on Hector's lap, or at least he has enough sway at this table that they know better than to notice. You drool around the spoonful of slop he hand feeds you. It's foul and pungent, but with a cock slowly thrusting and throbbing in your cunt, you relish every mouthful. The pangs of pleasure start to tear at your resolve. Being full isn't enough...you need to be FED...hard, fast, and heavenly hurty.

"Whooooa, bitch! You doing all the work now?! Where have you been all my 25 to life?!" You have no idea what he is talking about, or why all the sudden the whole table is staring, then the next few over, and suddenly the whole mess hall. You finally are getting the punishing pounding you need, your sissy spurts staining the front of your pants and your body spasming as you finally feel another soul deep sissygasm. Hungry for more, you become dimly aware that you the one bouncing up and down Hector's hard shaft without any assistance from him.

"Check out the new bitch! She got tricked out for her own tray!" "Looket how she bouncin'! That slut love it!" "Hey, puta, I got a candy bar with your name on it!" You blush brightly as you hear the jeers, taunts, and offers hurled at you from all sides. The sweltering heat of humiliation and the fatalistic finality of knowing your reputation will never recover from this just makes you want to bounce harder until the blistering bliss fries your brain.

That's when you feel Hector's hot load fill your guts and your whole body lights up like Fourth of July. Your brain bursts into a millions shiny sissygasm sparkles and you smile dumbly as he lifts you off his lap so he can squeeze his last few drops of stud seed onto your slop. You shovel it down greedily to the hoots and hollers of the crowd, delighting in every degrading, disgusting bite. The roar of the crowd hushes to an awed silence when you scoop the remaining meal from your well fucked cunt and lick your fingers clean...

It looks like you are about to find a lot more helpful friends in prison...