Chapter 3- King

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D E S E A N

I sat on my bunk, in my cell, reading the newspaper when my cell mate Ace walked in.

"Ayooo what it do my brotha?! Shit got real on the courtyard a lil while ago. Them klans bitches got into a shank fight with them latinos. We bouta go on lock down" Ace stated. I shook my head, "they'll never learn I guess" I said in a sighing tone.

"Aye you want anything before they lock our shit down? Weed? Food? Candy? Cause you know you love yo candy and start flipping out when you don't get that shit. Like off of that snickers commercial" Ace said laughing and I mugging his ass.

"Shut the fuck up. That was one fuckin time and now you gotta take the story and run with it. I should spazz out on yo ass just for bringing that shit up" I told him then threw the newspaper at him.

He dodged it and laughed walkin out.

"AYE I DO WANT SOME CANDY THO! BETTER NOT BRING YO ASS BACK UP IN HERE WITHOUT THAT SHIT!" I shouted to his ass.

A nigga been locked down for a minute now, let me tell yall how I been.

See, we got a routine in this bitch. At 5 a.m., cells open to let the inmates start working. At 12 p.m, we get lunch. There's several different gangs that owns different tables in the cafeteria. Look at a bitch wrong and you'll start Gang War 1. At 2 p.m, it's courtyard time. That's the place you need to always look over your shoulder at. That's where all of the gangs go to plot on one anotha. That's where they go to jump you into they set.

But see me, you gotta know I run all of this shit. I made my presence known the moment I stepped foot in this bitch. I walked in here and shouted, "If you cross me, you're a dead man", and walked clean outta that muthafucka. I had to make sure they saw my face and heard my voice so that when I walked thru the hallways. Fear was my goal. And every time I roam the walkways of this prison, I can feel it. I love it.

Of course I still have connections and pull from the inside. I gotta keep my company safe and I gotta keep safe. I always keep about 30 niggas with me. Fuck with me if you want to.

Shayna has been running my organization so beautifully. She has expanded to over 5 new states all over the U.S. Money has been pouring in. And she always make sure ya boy got extra money on his books.

I've also been running a secret cartel from the inside. I sell to other inmates. Its really basic but I make money.

I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't see Maria, one of the prison guards, walk in. She banged her knight stick against the cell door to get my attention.

I looked up just to see her walkin out of the cell room. I jumped down from my bunk and followed after her. I walked down the corridors until I got to the hidden room that we always meet up at.

I did the code knock and seconds later, I was being pulled into the room.

She unzipped my orange jumper, and pulled it down to the floor. I pulled my muscle shirt over my head for more comfort.

She pulled my boxers off and my dick spranged at attention. She licked her lips and became eye level with it.

I blinked then felt her take me into her mouth. I tensed up because it caught me by surprise. She licked the head then ran her tongue down the shaft. I grabbed the back of my head, shoving my way back into her mouth.
"Aaaa fuck!" I shouted in pleasure .

"You like that papi?"

"Fuckin right. Now shut the fuck up and suck this shit"

I continued ramming myself in her mouth.

"Ahh fuck I'm bouta bust baby! You gone catch this shit right?"

She couldn't talk because my dick was in her mouth, so she just nodded.

She used both of her hands to beat it while she continued sucking. Not too long after, I came down her throat. Some got on her uniform shirt. She a hoe, she won't mind, I thought to myself.

"That was some fya ass dome la mama"

"Glad you enjoyed it papi" she said licking her lips. She better chill the fuck out before I stick this dick back up in that muthafucka.

RANNNGGG

The alarm went off. Some shit must've went down on the prison yard, I thought to myself, while shaking my head.

"Come on papi, we gotta go" Maria said pulling my clothes back up. We left out of the room and went our separate ways.

I got back to my cell and Ace was already in there, laying on his bunk.

He smirked at me and shook his head. He already knew where I been at. I flipped him off and got on my bunk.

I laying down and put my arms behind my head and sighed.

I hated this nasty feeling I got after every time that I did this to Shayna. But fuck! A nigga got needs! Now yall knew damn well ya boy wasn't finna be locked up and not get his dick a lil wet.

Shayna and I not married so we can't do conjugal visits. I been fuckin around with a few of these guards up in here since my second year in this muthafucka.

I know what I'm doing is wrong but I can't help it. And if I find out that Shayna been givin my fuckin pussy away, imma really lay hands on her when I get outta here. I know I'm a hypocrite, but fuck it. What's mines is mines. Fuck them otha niggas. She know no otha nigga can throw that dick better than me.

But I don't have shit to worry about, what happens in prison, stays in prison...right?

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