Limitless prison

Emily went to visit her husband in prison but the visit took an unexpected turn.

The night was a blanket of black, the city lights glinting off the hood of their sleek, black SUV. Five of them, black mens all dressed in dark clothing, eyes scanning the streets like predators. They were hunting & they knew exactly what they wanted. "We need a clean target", Jamal said from the passenger seat, his voice a low rumble. "Someone who'll fold easy". Derek, the driver, nooded. "There," pointing on a couple walking hand in hand. The woman, Emily is a 5 feet beautiful 35 years old white brunette. She's a gorgeous dedicated wife but never really been into sex. Her husband Tim is 5,6 feet white men, thin handsome & very good guy. He got a good job & a lot of money but he's very bad in bed. They have 2 beautiful daughters of 18 & 19 years old. Gorgeous as their mom but conservative like her. They followed them home, the calm of the picturesque night contrasting with the calculating eyes of the mens in the SUV. Derek pulled over, parked few houses down. They moved in, quick & silent. Jamal & Malik handled the drugs, hiding them in the garage. The others kept watch. Back in the SUV, Jamal chucled,"It was too easy, now we wait". The call came an hour later. Tim was in cuffs, his face a of shock & disbelief, facing many years in jail. The mens in SUV exchanged grins. Their plan had worked. It was time to collect their prize. The town was a grimy, industrial place, smokestacks & rusted-out factories casting long, oily shadows. The streets were controlled by the black gang, their influence seeping into every corner, every dark alley. The locals knew better than to cross them, to even look at them in the wrong way. The prison was no different, the wardens was on their payroll, the guards looked the other way. Tim was thrown into the worst cell block, a dank, concrete pit filled with the 20 most infamous black criminals. They are all muscular black giants. Tim's innocence made him a target, a weakness. They circled him like sharks, their eyes hungry, their intentions clear. He was beaten, bruised, his body a canvas of pain. They took turns, punching, kicking, spitting on him. He curled up in the corner, his arms over his head, trying to protect himself. But there was no protection here, no safety. Just endless, relentless violence. Emily walked into the prison, her heels clicking on the cold floor. She was dressed in a simple black dress, her hair pulled back free. Her eyes were red, her face pale. It was a strict prison then it was her very first monthly visit. She had heard about Tim's arrest, about the drugs. She knew it was a setup. But there was nothing she could do. She was led to the visitation room. As she passed by the cells, the black inmates whistled & catcalled, their hands grabbing at her through the bars. She flinched, her heart pounding in her chest. She was scared, but she didn't show it. She couldn't. She had to be strong, for Tim. The room was large with 6 tables bolted on the floor. Emily was alone in the room, she thought its weird but she kept waiting for Tim. Instead, 1 after another, 20 big black musculars inmates entered the room & sat on tables around her. She was surrounded by a sea of dark skins, hungry eyes. They were the gang, the mens who ruined her life, took almost everything from her and she knew it. Now they were going to take her, to use her & to break her. Emily panicked, she tried to scream for help, tried to fight but there is no use. The wardens didn't come. She's alone with all these black bulls, at their mercy. There were too many of them. She was outnumbered, overpowered. She could feel their hands on her, rough, calloused,gripping, pulling, tearing her body. Their breaths were hot on her skin, their voices a low, menacing growl. The hands entered her dress to explore & more. Emily, crying, she can't believe whats happenning. "Please, don't do it, noooo. Let me go". Her screams falling in deaf ears. This was what she was probably going to die from. Raped by 20 big black cocks. No one was coming for her, no one was going to save her. She was all alone, in the dark, at their mercy. The leader stepped forward, his voice a low menacing purr. " We seen your husband dick in the showers while we were beating him & i decided that you deserve better", said Hillar, the leader. The other mens chuckled, their eyes gleaming with malice & lust. Emily 's scream was muffled by a men who clamped his hand over her mouth, her tears streaking down her cheeks. Tyrone leaned down her face & licked her tears dry over her chin crossing her lips. " Don't worry, we'll be nice to you if you're kind at us." " We won't hurt you baby, its only your first visit" , panted another. Emily tried to shake her head, to deny their words, but it was futile. They were relentless, their bodies pressing in around her. They had her trapped, and not just her body. They had her mind, her will. "Please let me go, NOOOO", her voice breaking. "What are you doing?". She scream, cry with no use. Tyrone knelt down, his face inches of hers. "We can be rough or we can be nice. You pick baby." Emily sobbed, her body shacking with fear & disgust. "Please,NOOOO,leave me me alone", she repeated, begging & crying. Her voice was weak, her resolve crumbling. " Look at you, you're so innocent, so beautiful, so sexy", said Hillar. Emily knew she couldn't fight em all. They were too strong, too many. She was just a woman, small & vulnerable. She was outmatched, outmaneuvered. She was theirs to do with as they pleased. She wondered if her husband know what she would be doing at that moment? Did he know how cruel these black mens were? Did he know they'd raped her time & time again? She knew he didn't want it. She was devastated. Tim, still in his cell, waiting for the warden call for his monthly visit, start to wonder where is Emily. "What the fuck? Where she is? What she doing? " He's worried. Hillar kneeled front Emily. She can read the desire through his eyes. " You'll like it if you don't resist" ,he said, his voice low and dangerous. "Noo ooohh, please don't. Let me go" ,she begged, still crying. "We won't hurt you, let us do.", said Hillar. "Yeah, we'll take care of you baby." said Tyrone. Tyrone reached down, his fingers tingling in her hair, forcing her head up to look at him. "please, " NOOOO, Emily repeated. But her voice was barely a whisper. She was starting to give up, to surrender to the inevitable. She had no choice. She was theirs to use, to do with as they wished. She could feel their hardness pressing againgst her legs & butt, could sense the others around her. Their breaths hot on her skin. Their hands roaming, exploring her beautiful sexy body. Emily tried to pull away as a huge veiny cock thrust towards her. "Now open your mouth and kiss it Emily", ordered Hillar. Emily tried to shake her head to deny him but Hillar's grip on her hair was too tight, too painful. She had no choice. She was their toy, their plaything. Emily opened her mouth & slowly took her tongue out to leave the space free between her lips, tears dropping down her cheeks. Hillar thrust in, his cock filling her, choking her. She gagged, her eyes watering & crying, her body convulsing, but Hillar held her steady, his grip unyielding. "Good girl", he murmured, his voice a low growl. " Now suck like your life depends on it", said Hillar. "Because it does", said Tyrone.She complied. She had no choice. She sucked, her cheeks hallowing, her tongue swirling. She sucked like a whore, like a slut, like a good little toy. She sucked like her life depended on it. Because it did. Still crying, her tears sliding down her thighs, they had her, controlled her, body & soul. They owned her, they controlled her. She was theirs, completely & utterely. Hillar cock was replaced by 1, an another, an another, an another. Still crying & humiliated, Emily kept going, forced to suck, lick, kissing & twirling her tongue around all these 20 big black monster cock heads. She get filled by the cocks, choked on em. Worshipping a lot of enormous shafts at the same time. Engulfing them between her tight lips, kissing & sliding their lentgh between her lips. Emily was in a middle of a dirty prison room, surrounded by 20 big black prison bars. She was their plaything. Tim, still in cell, waiting for her beautiful wife, start to questionning the wardens. Suddenly, a warden told him that he got a phone call. Tim rushed on the phone, he knew it was his wife or his lawyer, Helen. " hello". It was Emily. " Hey honey hmmmf," Emily said while she's licking a cockead. " Ill not be able to come see you today because i have to work", she said, sucking at it, crying. Tim noticed her cries & weird sounds. " No problem sweetheart but are you ok my love?" , he asked, " I barely heard what you said". Still sucking at cocks " Oh hmmf yeah hmmf, i'm ok , i'm just sluurp, eating & i'm just very disappointed slurp ssshhhp mmmf that i can't come to see you today"she said, the mens roaring around." Huuumf. I'm sorry, i have to go go, hummf hmmf, i still have a lot of work to do. Slllurp , bye, call me later." then she back to work, sucking, worshipping all these big black cocks. The room was thick, with the scent of of sweat & lust. Emily, tears streaming down her face, was on her knees, surrounded by a circle of towering, manacing figures. Their big black thick hard cocks, stood at attention, each one, a weapon of their domination. Emily was forced to worship them, to obey all their commands, to give them pleasure that they demanded. "Now you know what to do little slut", said Hillar, his grip on her hair tightening. "Show us how this mouth is talented." Emily, dominated, humiliated & still crying, kept working on these iron bars like there's no tomorrow. Grabbing a cock in each hand, sucking another, she worked in circle, switching to another, an another. Her cries & moans filling the room with a scent of raped innocence. "WOW, look at you, you're a natural, so sexy" said a men. " Take it little slut, suck it, i know you like it, say it" said another. Emily sobbed. "Say it i said", he repeated, slapping her face. " Tell us how much you enjoy it, we know you want more", ordered another. "We gonna feed you with cum", Tyrone panted. Crying Emily, defeated, broke, swirling her tongue slowly around the heads, she just gave up."I like it", she said.", a low voice. "I want more, please. I'm starved, feed me please." she whispered. All the mens cheered in approbation, grunting with wicked smiles. The room throbbed with heat & lust, the black bulls laid Emily on a table, took places & started to unload their balls. Emily, obedient, didn't said a word, she kept stroking & sucking. The first 1 came with a grunt, his cock pulsing as he painted her cheek with thick, white streaks. The next followed suit, his load spattering across her chest, dripping down to her hard nipples. Emily gasped as the 3rd men came, his cum splashing onto her stomach, mixing with the sweat already glistening there. The 4th man stepped forward, his cock thick & veiny, pressing against her lips. "Open your mouth"‘ he demanded, his voice rough with need. Emily complied, her tongue darting out to swirl around the sensitive head. He groaned, his hips jerking forward slightly. "Arrrrgh,, oooh yeeeah baby, it feel so good" , he grunted, his cock pulsing as he shot his load down her throat. She swallowed eagerly, her eyes watering slightly as she took all of him. Emily licked her lips, instinctively and then went to work on the black shaft, her tongue cleaning every inch, lapping out the droplets espaced her mouth. The mens watched, hardening as they saw this sexy slut drain them, swallowed every last drop. Emily moaned, her body writhing as she was covered in their cum, every inch of her spattered & marked. She sucked, licked & swallowed, her mouth working tirelessly, her body on full display, a canvas for their desire. The mens grunted & groaned, theirs breaths ragged as they watched Emily work on them. "Fuck, thats hot" 1 of them muttered, her hand stroking his cock gently, watching her lick his shaft clean. "You like your dessert bitch."‘ panted another. Emily moaned around the cock in her mouth, her eyes fluttering shut as she felt his touch. Her tongue swirling around her lips uncounsiouly to catch the stay drop of cum. The man chuckled, a dark, lustful sound. He leaned down, his fingers capturing 1 of her nipples, pinching on it, that let Emily escaped a loud gasp. Emily moans were cut off by a groan as another men stepped forward, his cock replacing the one in her mouth. She sucked him eagerly, her head bobing as she took him deep. The man chuckled, his hips moving in time with her mouth. "You're insanely good at that", he said, his hand tangling in her hair. He splashed his load deep in her throat, letting a long streak on her chin popping cock out. Emily spent 2 hours at sucking, kissing, swirling her sweet tongue on all the monster shafts. Forced to swallow all of it, she was broke, defeated. 20 big black cocks fucked her face, came on her. At the end, she was completely covered with white cream. Her face, her neck, her nipples, her belly & her stomach full of cum. Hillar whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, we will not tell your husband.", a wicked smile on his face. He kissed her on the forehead & the inmates left Emily alone in the room, laying on the table with a cum flood. Emily stood , sweeped the cum off her body & dressed. She left the prison thinking that its better if she don't speak about the events to anyone. The black bullies continued to harass Tim, blackmailing him for his cash. Tim had no choice then he just paid what they demanded to keep himself in safety.