Chapter 3 … Prison Party
 
Bill felt the pain in his arms and shoulders before he was completely awake. His arms and shoulders were both 
 
numb and tingling like they were on fire. Then the pain from his other injuries flared to life around him. 
 
Ribs, neck and back all felt as if he had been hit by a truck. When his eye opened he saw himself in a big 
 
mirror in front of him, naked except his underwear. He was strung up by his arms to a big water pipe over 
 
head. Then it all came back to him. How he was set up, knocked out, brought to this place, beaten down, and 
 
knocked out. Bill saw his midsection had darkened with some large bruises. Looking up he saw his hands were 
 
shackled together with his ankle chains over a water pipe. Looking down he saw his feet were barely 2 inches 
 
off the ground. It was more than enough to make him completely helpless. 
 
Bill tried to look around, but he could only see barely over his shoulder. It was enough to see Vito sitting 
 
at a table eating a big beef sandwich. “Hey man, let me down.” Bill yelled out. He tried struggling to turn 
 
his body, but the way he was strung up his body could swing around but could not turn around. “Let me the fuck 
 
down!” Bill yelled. Vito said nothing. He kept eating as if nothing was going on. This went on for 30 minutes 
 
before Vito finished a second massive sandwich and his 5th beer. With a loud room shaking burp, he stood up 
 
and walked over to where Bill swung above the floor. 
 
As he walked in front of Bill, he saw the man was dressed only in an old worn jock and combat boots. Bill mind 
 
again amazed at how massive this man was. Whatever roids he had gotten in the pen had produce thick slab after 
 
thick slab of muscle covering his body. There was no hint of symmetry or other bodybuilding niceties. This man 
 
body was built for pure power. Vito stopped in front of him and looked him up and down, his face hard and 
 
unforgiving. Looking up at his face Vito said, “Glad you are awake. I’d hate to start our party with you still 
 
out. I want you to feel ever minute of this.” 
 
Bill body shivered in spite of it self. He looked down and saw Vito massive semi hard cock straining the worn 
 
cotton material of that old jock. “Look man, you don’t have to do this. I’ve got lots of cash set aside. We 
 
can split it, shit you can have it. You can get out of this hell hole, go somewhere and start new.” Bill said, 
 
the first time desperation and fear crept into his voice. Vito walked toward him as he kept talking about the 
 
cash and drugs he had set aside.  Bill mind kept saying little closer, little closer as he kept talking. When 
 
Vito was less than two feet from him, Bill kick out with his foot aiming right at Vito crotch. Even as he 
 
thought his blow would land, Vito’s hand flashed out and caught his foot. Bill struggled to pull his foot back 
 
but he had no leverage and Vito was just too damn strong.
 
“You think after all this time I would trust anything you say?!?” Vito said. “Fuck your money. Hell I’ve got 
 
my own stache. The only thing I’ve got to do is take care of you and those other two fuckers.” Vito pulled 
 
Bill’s leg to the side as he spoke and Bill barely saw the blur as Vito slammed his fist straight into Bill’s 
 
cock and balls. Bill world erupted in pain. He screamed out as his balls seem to crush back up into his body.  
 
For almost a minute it was difficult for Bill to get his breath. The pain was so severe that his legs trembled 
 
under him. When he was able to focus again, Vito stood in front of him, his eye almost begging Bill to try it 
 
again. Bill watched as Vito reached behind his back and pulled the leather gloves out of the waist band of his 
 
jock. Bill watched as Vito slowly pulled the thin leather over his massive hands. Bill watched the veins on 
 
Vito massive arms and shoulders crawled under his skin. He knew that all this was a show just for him. He knew 
 
because he had done it himself dozens of times for the crooks he caught in back alleys and abandoned 
 
buildings. He would get hard taking his time getting ready to work them over, watching the fear creep into 
 
their eyes. Waiting for that metallic and musky smell of fear to fill the air. Watch as their breath got quick 
 
as their heart raced. All that was happening now, but this time he was on the receiving end of it. 
 
When Vito was done, he flex and cracked his massive neck and open and closed his massive fist and simply 
 
started using Bill as a body bag. Left, right, upper cuts, hooks, jabs. Bill tried to cover himself. Lift his 
 
legs twist his body, anything to keep the blows from landing but nothing worked. When he lifted his leg to try 
 
to cover his midsection, Vito slammed a right hook into his hip. The blow so powerful, it left his leg numb 
 
and hanging. If he twisted his body, Vito just hit what ever was in front of him. Within 3 minutes, Bill had 
 
no strength left to do anything. He head hung low and drool ran freely from his mouth. Vito blows landed all 
 
over his body. Sweat ran down both men. Things started moving in slow motion for Bill, he could see every 
 
muscle in Vito body flex and contract ass he landed each blow. Watched as Vito massive bicep pumped up as he 
 
through a right hook to Bills ribs. The snarl on Vito face as he landed an upper cut to Bill’s jaw. He heard 
 
the loud thump in his body as Vito brutally broke his ribs. The sound reverberated through his body like 
 
someone snapped a massive tree limb. Each time it happen, blinding pain ripped through his body, and Vito 
 
never let up. Vito fist pounded around his body and when he got to Bills kidneys, his massive hands pounded 
 
and pounded the small of his back. Bill felt his bladder loose control and piss ran down his leg. When Vito 
 
saw that his blows fell faster and harder. Several time he almost blacked out, but Vito slapped him with his 
 
open hand until he came too again. Vito massive leather clad hands slapping and back handing him like some 
 
bitch.
 
Bill didn’t know how long this went on, but he did know that even with all the damage was causing him, Vito 
 
was pulling his punches. Bill knew how hard and how often he could hit someone without doing permanent and in 
 
cases like this without killing someone. Bill had beaten more than a few men to death. He knew how strong he 
 
was, and from his fight with Vito, he knew how much weaker he was than the man pounding him. If Vito hadn’t 
 
been pulling his punches, he would be dead by now. He wasn’t far from it. 
 
Bill didn’t know if that was a good thing or a bad thing. Deep down he had no doubt this monster planned on 
 
killing him, but what else did he have in mind. Bill completely lost track of time. He got so used to being 
 
hit he almost didn’t realize when Vito stopped. When he managed to look up Vito stood in front of him. Sweat 
 
ran down his body like small rivers. Although he was breathing hard, it wasn’t for being tired, it was that of 
 
a massive body working at it optimum. Bill didn’t know if his eyes were playing tricks on him, but Vito body 
 
looked bigger, pumped. His massive arms stretched the skin tight, the veins stood out like cables across his 
 
body. Bill watched as Vito shiny leather sweat coated hands moved down his brick like abs to his cock which 
 
had gone from semi soft to semi hard. Vito cock tented his jock strap, the big purple cock head pushing 
 
through a tear in the fabric. Bill watch as precum drooled freely from the piss slit. Vito hands rubbed over 
 
his cock. Bill groaned and noticed that blood as well as spit ran from his mouth. 
 
Vito stood in front of him and his eye locked onto Bill’s. Bill saw the raw violence in his eyes, but now he 
 
saw something else. Lust. Vito raised his arms up and gave Bill a double bicep pose. Two huge 26 inch arms 
 
thickly covered in veins. The heavy aroma of sweat, musk and sex radiated off of Vito’s body. Vito got up 
 
close to Bill, his nose pushing into Bills face. Their eyes locked on to each other. 
 
“First I’m gonna rape you like a punk. Like some punk on his first day in the can. Like them gang bangers they 
 
used to throw into my cage. Fresh off the street.” Vito said, his voice deep with violence. Vito pushed his 
 
face further into Bill’s. “Then I’m gonna rape you like a bitch. Take my time and rape you nice and slow. Make 
 
you suck me off after I blow my load in your ass.” Vito hot breath blew across his face. He could smell the 
 
beer and garlic on it. Bill moaned deep in his chest and managed a weak “No”. 
 
Vito stepped back and Bill watched as he pulled his torn jock off. Ripped it like it was tissue paper. Bill 
 
saw Vito thick cock was joined by two huge low hung balls. Black pubic hair covered his crotch and grew half 
 
way down his shaft which was growing harder as he watched. Vito walked behind him. Bill mind was screaming for 
 
his body to fight, but Vito had beaten the ability if not the will out of him. Each breath was painful. He 
 
could no longer feel his arms.  Bill flinched as he felt Vito hands touch his ass through his underwear. Bill 
 
underwear was soaked with sweat. Vito hands grab the fabric on each side of Bills ass and ripped a gaping 
 
whole in the under wear. Bill could feel the heat radiating from Vito’s body. Bill felt Vito gloved hand pull 
 
his ass cheek apart and the hot tip of flesh rub against it. Bill mind screams out as he realizes it was 
 
Vito’s cock. Just barely touching his ass. Bill’s will managed to spur his body into twisting away. Not much. 
 
Not far, but far enough so the cock wasn’t touching him. Even as he swung away slightly, Vito slammed a right 
 
hook into Bill’s back. The blow knock the air out of him and Bill felt another rib break. 
 
Vito pulled Bills ass cheeks apart again and slid his cock head into his crack. Bill had never had a mans cock 
 
anywhere near his ass. The hot sweaty cock head felt enormous resting between his ass cheeks. Vito just let it 
 
sit there. Bill could feel it throbbing and growing harder. Vito said nothing, but Bill could hear his breath. 
 
Vito pushed his cock up and down Bills crack, all the while Bill could feel it throbbing and growing. It was 
 
also impossibly hot. Like some piece of metal fresh out of a blacksmiths forge. Suddenly Bill felt Vito body 
 
press up against his back. He could feel the hot sweaty beef pushing into his back. Vito cock was fully 
 
running up the length of his crack and laying against this back. It was fully hard now. Vito breath came 
 
quickly. Suddenly Bill felt Vito arms encircle his him, right arm over his shoulder and the other under his 
 
arm to meet in front of him. Then with a quick jump, Vito legs encircled him as well. Pain shot through Bills 
 
wrist, shoulders and arms as he was now supporting both of their weight. Bill screamed out as his arms seemed 
 
to be on fire from supporting over 600 pounds of weight. Looking into the mirror he watched as Vito body 
 
clasped around his. He felt Vito’s legs grapevine his own and pull his legs apart. 
 
“Open up fucker!” Vito growled in his ear. Bill felt Vito body shift and now his thick cock was pressing up 
 
against his asshole. Bills moaned, and tried to squeeze his asshole shut as tight as he could. Vito thick cock 
 
head pressed into his asshole and like a hot poker started to sink into his ass like it was made of wax. Slow 
 
and deliberate. As Vito cock head rips pass his sphincter as it sinks deep into his body. Bill lets out a 
 
scream of pain and violation. “That’s it boy. That’s what I want to hear.” Vito growls as he starts squeezing 
 
with both his arms and legs. Bill feels Vito pubic hair on his ass as his cock has sunk in to the hilt. Vito 
 
lets it sit there in his ass. Throbbing and invading his guts. Bill’s body shakes and trembles from the 
 
violation. Vito slowly starts pulling it out and pushing it back in. All the while, with his body wrapped 
 
around Bill’s. Within 30 seconds Vito has a rough and brutal stroke going. His cock brutally slamming deep 
 
into Vito’s body and almost out again. Each stroke in is accompanied by Vito’s massive arms and legs squeezing 
 
down on Bill’s body with increasing pressure. 
 
Bill can’t help but watch as his body is brutally raped in the mirror in front of them. He can clearly see 
 
Vito massive limbs constricting around him like some huge python. Each fuck stroke making his body jump and 
 
twist. Vito strength and stamina seem unending. His hot breath roughly across Bills neck. Soon the 
 
constriction from Vito arm has reach the level of painful. His fucking motions had grown brutal, he pounded 
 
into Bill’s body with abandoned. Bill can feel sweat and prefuck run down his leg out of his ass. Suddenly he 
 
feels a sharp pain from his shoulders as his arms dislocate from their sockets. Bill screams and Vito yells, 
 
“Hell Yeah! Scream Boy!” His fucking got rougher. Again Bill had not idea how long this goes on, Vito stamina 
 
was amazing. Vito body was constricted around his like some massive snake, his cock never missing a stroke. 
 
Bill felt Vito’s stroke change. He knows it so well himself, ever man does, Vito’s about to cum. Cum up his 
 
ass. Within 20 seconds Bill feels scalding hot fluid injecting into his body. Coating his insides. Vito lets 
 
out a brutal animal like yell and his arms contract so hard that two more ribs snap in Bills chest. 
 
Hot cum runs down Bills legs. Vito balls keep shooting and shooting. His arms continue to constrict. Bill 
 
can’t breath because of the pressure.  When it stops, Vito keeps his semi hard cock stuck up Bills ass. 
 
Throbbing, never grown soft enough to slip out. ‘You like that boy” Vito says in his ear. Bill moaned deep in 
 
his chest. “Yeah you would have been a good prison bitch, I’d have had you moaning every night.” Vito growled 
 
brutally in his ear. Vito lets his legs slide down to the floor and unwraps his arms from around Bill. His 
 
semi hard cock still stuck up Bill’s ass. “Yeah you liked that boy, I could tell the way your ass was 
 
squeezing my cock. Squeeze it for me now.” Vito says. Bill say nothing, does nothing. Suddenly he feels Vito’s 
 
hands around the back of his neck, squeezing hard enough to elicit a moan of pain from him. 
 
“I said squeeze it boy!” Vito yelled as he slammed his fist into Bills side. The blow was massive and slammed 
 
into his already broken ribs. Without think Bill flex his ass muscles around Vito’s cock.  “That’s it! Again.” 
 
Bill hesitated and Vito gave him two more shots in the side. Bill squeezes his ass muscle again. When Vito 
 
yells at him to do it again he quickly squeezes his ass around Vito cock. The spend 15 minutes of nothing but 
 
that. He could feel Vito’s cock getting harder and harder. Soon Vito is slamming his cock in and out of Bills 
 
ass again. Vito yelling at him to squeeze his ass, when he doesn’t Vito slams his fist into his back or side 
 
again. Trying to do anything to keep Vito from hitting him, Bill finds himself squeezing his ass in rhythm 
 
with Vito stroke. Although Bill doesn’t realize it, but his will has broken. His only thoughts are to please 
 
Vito so he doesn’t hit him.  Some time later, Vito lets out another massive load of cum. Hot and burning Bills 
 
insides. This time Vito pulls out and walks around Bill. Producing a key, Vito reaches up and unlocks the 
 
cuffs around Bills hands. As Bill feels his feet hit the floor and his weight to his legs, he find that he 
 
cannot stand. He falls to the floor. 
 
Vito looks down at him. His face still hard with revenge. Reaching down, Vito pulls to his knees. With a 
 
snarl, he pulls back his arm and slams his fist into Bills face. He does it a second time. Bills head erupts 
 
in pain and his eyes are full of stars and unfocused. Palming Bills bald head in one hand Vito reaches down 
 
and pulls Bill’s mouth open with his other hand. Suddenly Bill find his mouth full of cock. Hot, sticky, cum 
 
coated semi hard cock. Vito rams his cock down Bills throat. Even as Bill chokes and retches, Vito grinds his 
 
crotch into Bills face. All of Vito’s semi hard cock is stuffed into Bill throat. Spit and drool run around 
 
his lips and down his chin.  Vito pulls out, his cock now coated in Bill’s spit. Vito’s thick spit covered 
 
cock floated in front if Bills face. The sweaty musky taste of his cock filled his mouth as he sucked in air. 
 
Vito shook his cock in front of Bills face and growled, “You gonna suck me off like the good little punk you 
 
are. You think about biting my cock and I’m gonna bust your head open like a fuckin melon.”  Bill coughs and 
 
shakes his head no and Vito slams his fist into Bills head twice again. Bill is close to blacking out when 
 
Vito shakes him, “Wake up fucker and open your mouth!” Bill blinks his eyes back into focus and finds himself 
 
opening his mouth, before it is completely open, Vito pushes his cock past his lips and down his throat.  Many 
 
minutes of coughing and choking have Vito raping Bills throat. Bills looks up and see the look of raw brutal 
 
pleasure on Vito’s face. Each stroke Bill felt his will being weakened, being stripped from him. It was like 
 
Vito was absorbing his vitality. Vito massive body straddling his face, watching as Vito’s arms pulled his 
 
head into Vito thrusting hips. As time passed and Bill tried to suck air around Vito massive cock he watched 
 
as sweat poured down Vito’s body, watched as the veins under Vito’s tattooed skin crawled across his arms, 
 
shoulders and chest. 
 
Bill was close to loosing consciousness as he felt Vito’s hands squeeze tighter on his head as Vito says 
 
“Swallow my cum boy!” Shoving his hips forward until Bill’s nose was crushed against his crotch, Vito loosed 
 
his 3rd load for the day. Bill felt his throat completely filled by Vito sweaty hard massive cock. He felt it 
 
throb as it disgorged shot after shot of cum down his throat. The thick hot bitter fluid started filling his 
 
throat, running down into his stomach. Vito pulled back until his cock sat in Bill’s mouth. Bill could taste 
 
ever drop of Vito seed filling his mouth, running down his chin in as equal amounts ran down his throat.  Bill 
 
swallowed the cum along with gulps of air. Vito pulled his cock out of Bills mouth and lifting his right foot 
 
kicked him back to the floor. 
 
Bill fell back on the floor, chest rising and falling as he sucked air into his body. He barely saw Vito step 
 
over him and slam his boot down across his face. Vito ground his boot down into Bills face, pushing his head 
 
to the side. Bill groaned as Vito jerk the last bit of cum from his cock. The long stream of fluid fell across 
 
his boot standing on Bills face. “That was pretty good boy. You’re a natural born cock sucker. If they had 
 
thrown you into my cage I’d dumped my load down your throat three or four times a day. First thing in the 
 
morning and last thing at night would be you sucking a load out of my cock. The last thing you would remember 
 
each night would be me choking you out on my cock, watching your eyes roll back up in your head as my cock 
 
choked the life from you.” Vito said as he ground his boot down on Bills head. Bill could feel each and ever 
 
lug in the bottom of Vito heavy boots. 
 
Vito took his boot off Bill’s head and set it next to his face. “You service my cock, now you gonna service my 
 
fuckin boots! Get your fucking mouth on my boots, spread that cum around and get that leather nice and shiny.” 
 
Vito said waiting for Bill to move. Bill was still trying to get his breath, he could see the massive boot in 
 
front of his face. As broken as his will was, some part of him would not let him move. Some part would could 
 
not take this next step that would break him completely. Even as Bill felt Vito’s cum in his ass and gut, 
 
could still taste it his mouth he managed to take a breath a spit on Vito’s boot. Vito looked down at his boot 
 
and at Bills face. Bill looked back up at him. 
 
Nothing was said for several seconds. Vito thick goatee split in a smile as he spoke, “You don’t know how 
 
happy that makes me. I though I had broken your punk ass with a couple beat downs. I see you still got a 
 
little fire in that belly.” Vito said as he adjusted the gloves on his hands, flex them into massive fist. 
 
“Now I get to beat the last of it out of you.” He said as he reached down and grabbed Bill by the throat and 
 
right arm. Bill felt himself pulled from the floor to where Vito was holding him several inches off the floor. 
 
Vito lowered Bill to where they were face to face, “I haven’t even broken a good sweat yet.” Bill could see 
 
the brutal pleasure in Vito eyes. Feel his hot breath over his face. Bill didn’t even notice as Vito head 
 
pulled back and slammed forward into his in a head but. His head erupted in blinding white pain. 
 
Bill would have crumpled to the floor but Vito still held him up. The pain in his head was so bad that he 
 
didn’t feel the blows to his midsection until the 3rd one. Bill had little control of his body. His arms and 
 
legs had no strength to cover up. Vito was holding him up with one hand as he beat him with the other. The 
 
blows were crippling. Bill had no idea how strong Vito actually was but these blows were stronger than any he 
 
had landed before. His body was limp as he blacked out from the beating. Vito knew he was out cold, but he 
 
didn’t stop with his beating. Pulling Bill up in front of him Vito shook him, “Wake up you fuckin little 
 
bitch!” Vito yelled, but Bill was still out cold. Vito proceeded to slap and back hand Bill until his eyes 
 
fluttered open. “Yeah, wake up you fucking pussy!” Vito said and continued to back hand Bill till he was 
 
almost out cold again. Just when Bill though he would go completely out again, Vito rammed his knee into Bill 
 
balls. The world exploded in pain. Vito dropped Bill to the floor where he curled up in a ball. Vito stood 
 
over him with sweat running down his body and his cock rock hard. Bill writhed in pain, his hand clutching his 
 
balls in agony. 
 
Placing his boot next to Bill’s head, Vito yelled “Service my fucking Boot Boy!” Bill reluctance to do this 
 
task had disappear, it had be beaten out of him. But the pain in his balls was too much for him to over come 
 
to move to Vito’s boots. Vito didn’t care, he yelled again and when Bill didn’t move Vito slammed his foot 
 
into the small of Bill’s back. Bill arched his back as Vito steel toe 14 EEE boots slammed into him again and 
 
again. “I said fucking service my boots!” 
 
Somehow Bill managed to crawl around and with the only idea of stopping the pain. His mouth sought out Vito 
 
boot and started licking and cleaning. Vito delivered another kick before he realized that Bill was following 
 
is order. Breathing hard he said “That’s it boy, make it fuckin shine!” 
 
Bill had no idea how long it took, but he serviced Vito boots from steel toe to boot top. Dirt, cum and the 
 
taste of polished filled his mouth. Vito looked down at his boot, “Not bad for the first time boy.” Vito said 
 
quietly as he reached down and grabbed Bill by the neck. With each move Bill can feel his body is broken. 
 
Broken in a manner that he never thought possible. His head hung heavy from his neck as Vito shackled him to 
 
the water pipe again. The fire from his shoulders was minor compared to that of his busted rib cage, shattered 
 
jaw and bleeding organs. Bill said nothing as he swung above the floor and Vito walked away.

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