Dr. Weller twisted his finger up the asshole of Paul

Towers. The boy

squirmed on the table. It was certainly not the first time

his ass had been

invaded since he came to Lakeland. Lord no, he had been

fucked almost daily.

The really cute boys always get the worst abuse. He had

been passed around

like a joint from teacher to teacher and each one had

sampled his then

innocent young ass. He was used to getting fucked and to

sucking dick. But

now he wanted desperately to get a job as a prefect for

several reasons.

First of all, it would cut his sentence in half. Second, it

would give him a

chance to dish it out rather than take it. He couldn't wait

to vent some of

his pent up sadistic anger on those fucking young boys who

would be under

his charge. That is the kind of lad Lakeland sought out for

prefects. But

Paul had to pass his physical and some other tests before

he would be

accepted.





Dr. Weller was not gentle. He was not gentle on purpose.

He loved to hurt

boys. He shoved his finger deeper into Paul's guts.





"Jesus Boy, use your cunt muscles. Tighten up that pussy

at least a

little. Who'd want to fuck a cumdump like that?" Paul

tightened up his ass

muscles as he had learned to do. Many of the boys at

Lakeland did cunt

tightenting exercises every day. Nobody wants to fuck a

fourteen year old

with a sloppy loose cunt. Boys whose cunts got too loose

suddenly

disappeared from Lakeland, never to be seen again. The fact

that it wasn't







in the least the boy's fault if his cunt became loose,

didn't seem to matter

at all to the teachers. First they ruined a boy, and then

they blamed him

for being ruined.





Paul's rather small dick twitched as the Doctor rubbed

his prostate.





"I told our Headmaster.Headmaster, I said. Young Paul

Towers dick is

much to small for him to be a prefect. Prefects have to

have big fucking

dicks to impress the boys and keep them in line. Especially

the younger

boys. They are terrified of huge cocks and for good reason.

So a prefect

with a massive hunk of fuckmeat really helps control them.

But our very

young but wise Headmaster responded that he believes you

have a truly

sadistic nature and that is also needed for cunt control!

And It may be so.

I certainly am not in charge of hiring and firing around

her. Although to be

fair, I must list on your report that I feel you have a

grossly inadequate

cock. If you were still girl fucking, not that you ever

will be, but if you

were still girl fucking, you would be laughed at. No self

respecting twat

could even feel that tiny pricklet in her pussy. It has got

to be under six

inches hard. We will have to get accurate measurements and

some good photos

of it."





Paul hated the doctor. Here it was the most important day

of his life. His

chance to escape from incarceration and take control of his

life, and the

fucking doctor was trying to do everything to ruin it for

him.







"When were you last fucked?" Doctor Weller asked,

inserting a speculum

into the asshole of the teenage boy.





"Last night."





"Who fucked you?" Doctor Weller was not gentle. He gave

the screws a

twist so the boy's asshole was stretched like a cunt.





"The Headmaster fucked me."





Doctor Weller chuckled. "Oh my, that explains things. I

was wondering

why a small dicked fuckup would be chosen as a prefect. So

you are the

Head's private fucktoy!" He gave the screws another twist,

stretching the

asshole to obscene proportions. Paul felt as if he would

pass out from the

pain, but that would show weakness.





"How can the Headmaster enjoy such a fucking loose cunt?

Of course he does

have an enormous dick. Still, I would think he would enjoy

opening a fresh

innocent thirteen year old virgin asshole instead. I really

must speak to

him. Jesus, you look like you have given birth down there!

Oh well, what can

I say. He is the Headmaster and there is no accounting for

bad taste."





In the Cunt Room, Jasper, the only black boy at Lakeland,

looked up at the

prefect with wide eyes. "I.I don't think I can do this."

He finally said

meekly.





"What are you too fucking stupid to even measure turds?

What a dumbfuck

Nigger! I explained it to you once. You pick up each turd

in your hands and

measure it's length and how big it is around in the center.

Then you record

that and then take the turd and dump it in the drain. Then

go back to the







next turd. Jesus, how difficult can that be?





Jasper felt terribly sick to his stomach. He was

supposed to kneel naked

in the shit trough and lift each stinking soft turd from

the pile of shit

and measure it. What kind of insanity was this. The noticed

the other two

boys in the room going about their work. They somehow must

have gotten used

to the stench and the disgusting idea. The Asian boy

glanced over at Jasper

and gave him a look to tell him he'd better not cause

trouble.





The shit of twenty-five or more boys filled the trench.

Jasper felt the

room spin.





'I can't. I just can't do it, Sir. Give me another job,

please!" Jasper

was a nigger, but he was not used to begging. He had been a

straight A

student and respected in his community. And now to be

suddenly treated like

a plantation nigger. It was too much for him to take.





"Nigger, I will not tell you again. Climb on down into

that trench and

measure those turds." The prefect seemed to be enjoying

this. He was a

handsome brute, all muscle with a huge lump in his pants.





"Oh God, please, I am going to be sick!" And Jasper

puked. He heaved up

his lunch of cum covered chicken. It was an putrid stinking

mess.





"You stupid fucking Jig, now look what you have done. Now

you are going to

have to lick up your stinking nigger puke too!"





The poor naked teenage black boy was trembling. "I

can't. I just Can't!"

The Prefect called for back-up and three more muscular

thugs appeared from

another room.







"The fucking Nigger won't do his chores and also puked on

the floor and

won't lick it up. What the fuck is the matter with these

spearchuckers.

Don't they know their fucking place in society?"





"They are too fucking stupid to know anything." They

dragged poor naked

Jasper into the middle of the room, his teenage dick

swinging. It was so

degrading to be totally naked in front of these fully

clothed guys. They

held him down on the floor.





"Spread his legs. Jesus Christ, just look at the fucking

dick and balls on

that Nigger! No wonder our white girls aren't safe on the

streets. He looks

just like a fucking animal down there."





The prefect picked up a short rubber hose.





"Well, lets see if he will obey orders after I beat

those big fat Nigger

nuts with this hose."





"OH God, no.please.I.please." Jasper screamed.

The cords in his

neck stood out like ropes. He tried to twist away, but the

muscular prefects

held on to his big black feet and his arms.





'Nigger I am going to beat your nuts. This is for your

own good. To teach

you on this your first day at Lakeland, that you will

follow any and all

orders without question. I am going to beat your fat nuts

until they are

swollen like cocoanuts. I am probably going to hurt your

horse cock a bit

too as I can't possibly hit your nuggets without whacking

that slab of

fuckmeat as well. That's what you get for having such a

fucking big nigger

dick. Hold him boys, this is going to hurt!"







At the state capitol there was a very exclusive private

party going on.

Senator Martin Breslin was throwing an intimate function

for certain

like-minded friends of his. A select group of males and

females who shared

the same hobbies and interests as the young handsome

senator. Everyone at

the party was dressed in expensive designer clothing.

Everyone that is

except for the wait staff. The Black wait staff.





The entire wait staff of the party was made up of well

built black men.

And except for the occasional bow tie or cuffs, they were

all stark naked!

That's right, these beautiful big black bucks moved through

the room,

serving cocktails and canapes totally naked. Their fat

black cocks swung as

they walked and their low hanging balls slapped their

thighs. They pretended

not to care, but inside, they were dying of shame. If they

did this. If they

humiliated themselves in every fucking way, they could

shorten their prison

sentences. They had to be used by the senator and his

perverted guests in

unspeakable sexual ways. If they even complained, they

would be clapped into

the hole at the prison for months, perhaps years.





'Nigger, let me try one of those," the Senator barked to

a handsome black

buck with a tray of canapes. The naked negro walked over to

the Senator who

took a canape and popped it into his mouth and then reached

out and grabbed

the nigger by the balls.





"I like this one. I like the thick hanging foreskin on

his pizzle. And I







like his low hanging balls. He isn't worth shit sucking

dick yet though.

You would have thought he would have learned how to suck

dick being in

prison for over a year, but I guess he was a top there. Ha.

Imagine a nigger

being in control!" He looked up into the face of the

humiliated young buck.

"But you are learning how to suck dick with those big thick

nigger lips of

yours, aren't you?"





"Yes Sir." the nigger responded.





"I want you to suck dick like a professional at the

party here today. Do

not, I repeat, do not embarrass me in front of my friends.

No gagging or

spitting up. And you take it up the ass without a whimper,

you hear? He's

still pretty much a virgin back there. I fingered him

some."





The older gentlemen seated next to the Senator leaned in.

"Let's see that Nigger ass!"

"You heard the man! Turn around boy and present your ass





to this

gentlemen."

The muscular nigger turned showing his fine naked bubble

but to them.





"This nigger just got married before he was arrested.

Just started to fuck

that big hose of his into his negress bride. I bet the

bitch loved the feel

of that big black fuckmeat ripping into her twat. Though

she'd probably been

fucked by her daddy and her brothers from the time she was

eight or nine.

You know how those niggers are. And now, instead of fucking

his new bride,

he is getting fucked in his tight black asshole. Well, we

are going to

loosen that asshole up considerably. Aren't we, Nigger?"







"Yes Sir!"

"What are we going to do, Nigger.say it!"





"You are going to loosen up this nigger's asshole!" The

muscular black bit

his lower lip. He was one step from insanity!





"Going to turn that Nigger asshole into a proper black

cunt!"

'Yes Sir, you going to give this worthless Nigger a

cunt!"





The older gentlemen reached out and rubbed his hand on

the black ass

globes.





"So soft and smooth, and such strong muscles under the

skin. Put down that

tray and reach back and spread your ass cheeks Nigger and

let me see your

pussy."





Tears formed in the Nigger's eyes as he spread his ass

cheeks for the

white men. His tiny little ass pucker was revealed. He had

fucked others in

prison, but had never been fucked himself. They were too

scared of him. And

now here he was, totally degraded.





The older gentlemen picked up a swizzle stick and began

to poke into the

tight anal ring of the black servant.





"I hear they got a new nigger boy over at Lakeland

Academy. Teenager. He's

supposed to be hung like a fucking bull and really cute."





The Senator laughed. "Cute,if you go for monkeys. Still,

it might be worth

checking out. I would love to have a really young nigger

stud to work over.

You know.lots of unrelenting pain!" The swizzle stick was

now sticking out

of the black corrugated asshole. "By the end of tonight we

are going to get

a champagne bottle up this nigger hole, you can bet on

that. What's the







Nigger boy's name at Lakeland?"





The older man wrinkled his brow. He fucked the swizzle

stick in and out of

the black asshole. "Jamal.Jasper.Jazzbo.something

like that."





Across the room, another naked nigger servant stopped in

his tracks,

holding a champagne bottle. His lower lip trembled. They

were talking about

his son, Jasper!