My resistance was broken in prison, now I have no choice but to obey my master, I only wish for the day of my freedom to arrive.

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I did everything he asked, I served him breakfast in bed, cooked for him, cleaned his place, organized his closet, and even made his bed. When I went to the recreation area, I carried everything he needed to take to the patio, blankets to sit on, books to read, a bottle of water. While I cooked for both of us, it was normal for him to take me from behind, lean on me, and put his hands inside my pants, fondling my buttocks while whispering the nasty things he would do to me at night. He also had this habit in the patio, where more than once he would press me against a wall and fondle me in front of everyone, and even went so far as to fuck me under a blanket one day when we went out and it was cold. Not even the guards said anything that day, despite undoubtedly seeing that he was ravaging my ass. No one intervened, and everyone respected that situation, as he was one of the most feared inmates and no one wanted problems with him.

To shower, he would choose nighttime, a while before bed, and demand to be alone with his "girl" in the bathroom area where the showers were. Of course, no one would appear, except maybe someone spying while masturbating. He loved to soap my back, fondle me all over, preparing me for bed. Although more than once he would get too excited when caressing my buttocks, and then, right there, standing, he would put me with my hands against the wall and, taking advantage of the soap's lubrication, he would fuck me, sawing my ass.

In exchange for all that, no one bothered me anymore, and I had even recovered my bottom bunk and the top one was left free for me. Now I'm his protégé.

One night, he wanted to try something new and, for the first time, asked me to suck him off. Without worrying about the inmates watching, he stood naked beside the bed while I, already completely surrendered to the role of my rapist's bitch, sat naked on the edge of the bed. Very slowly, he passed his cock over my lips several times until he slowly started putting it in my mouth. I felt my tongue rubbing against the skin of that trunk of flesh that had once broken my ass. That tremendous apparatus was now inside my mouth, reaching the back, almost choking me, and I could even feel how the swollen veins pulsed with blood. When he felt he was coming, he took my head with both hands and emptied himself completely inside my mouth. With my head trapped by his hands, I couldn't take his cock out, and to avoid choking, I had to start swallowing his semen, all of it, that warm, bittersweet gelatin, passing through my throat, causing me nausea.

As the days passed, he continued to enjoy me sexually. During another very hot night, where the temperature in the pavilion a...