Delmore

By Jesse Hunter

Published on Mar 21, 2024

Gay

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Delmore Chapter 6

I followed the two young Black Officers through the hallway. They were casually ignoring me as They spoke to each Other.

"I got joey's wife living with me now. I guess I should say ex-wife.

She fell in love with My dick. I make `em both cook and clean. Make joey watch as his ex gives Me expert head. "

"Did You decide to take ownership of them?"

"Nah Man. That's a big commitment I ain't ready for. But I like using both them bitches at the moment. Probably put them back in rotation when I'm done having fun."

"Before working here, I never thought about making a white boy give me head, let alone ass. But now I feel like every time take it from them my ancestors are cheering me on!"

They both laughed loudly at that. I just listened while walking naked behind them, eyes mostly to the floor (and admiring their asses).

"I know bruh. Love putting these faggots in their place."

"Speaking of which, this is your stop, bitch."

They unlocked the door in front of us which opened to what looked like a small bunk room with about a dozen bunk beds. About half that many white boys were naked in the room. They looked somewhat surprised but every one of them were on their knees in the present position when that door opened. Their's was a bit different as they all had their hands interlocked behind their heads. The Man who wasn't getting expert head from joey's wife walked up to the first boy He came to and stopped in front of him.

"Open."

That was all He said. The white boy looked up from the floor to the Man's face. He moved his hands from behind his head to open the fly of the Black Officer. He quickly, but reverently pulled out the Man's dick and put it in his open mouth. He never lost eye contact. I watched as his Adam's apple started bobbing up and down. The white boy was doing his best not to spill a drop of His piss. The white boy licked the head clean after He was finished and then returned the Man's flaccid dick back into His uniform. The Officer walked away from him as if nothing had just happened.

"Y'all help settle this new bitch in before the next shift change."

They pushed me inside and locked the door as they left. Everyone in the room started standing up and looking me over. One of the guys had already shoved another one on a bed and resumed what I think they were doing before the Officers had walked in. One had the other on all fours and was shoving a large black dildo in and out of his ass. As this happened, two of the other white boys walked up to me.

"Heard your name is Jesse?"

"Yes," I nervously replied as I couldn't tell what they were up to.

"Probably a pretty big culture shock you've been through. You ok?"

I took stock of myself at that question. Was I ok? Physically, yes.

Aside from the slight throbbing of my hole from being fucked so many times in one day. The physical reminder of my caning remained as well though much weaker than before. But, all in all, I felt alright. And if I was being honest with myself, the sex had been amazing. That fact was what was hurting me. Mentally, I was on a roller coaster so the most honest answer I could muster was, "No."

"We will get you there, brother. Service to our Superiors is what we were put on this world for. They are Men and we are boys. "

As he said that, the white boy on all fours in the background erupted in orgasm. I watched as the cum spurted from his caged dick from being fucked out of him by that dildo. He collapsed on the bunk and softly said, "Thank you so much, Conner. I needed that release after yesterday."

The older white boy looked at the clock on the wall, "Time for class, boys."

Everyone started walking into the bathroom together with me following.

We shared the few douche stations and showered after. Then returned to the door. Everyone dropped to their knees with their hands behind their heads and we waited. It seemed like hours in that position but it was probably more like fifteen minutes, an Officer arrived to escort us to a classroom.

"Ok faggots, let's get to your reeducation."

I started to stand up and He quickly moved over to me and open handed slapped me back down onto my knees.

"Bitch, nobody told you to stand! Lick my boots while you apologize for being such a stupid cracker!"

Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw that no one else had moved. They also didn't move their gazes from the floor in front of them. I obeyed His commands and began licking His boots.

"Please forgive me Sir! (Between licks) I'm so stupid, Sir!"

Fuck. Is this turning me on? Is my dick trying to get hard from this?

Maybe I am built for this. I decided to start licking like I was in love with His boots. I think He noticed.

"That's enough faggot!"

He turned and started walking out the door. We all followed by crawling on our hands and knees behind Him. This gave me a pretty good view of the used hole of the white boy in front of me. I assumed the boy behind me had a similar view, but figured my hole was a bit tighter.

Slowly we made our way into what appeared to be a classroom. The chairs had the small half-desk attached to them like an old high school classroom. The class walls were adorned with various Black Men in history. There were works of art depicting Black History. There were a few that got my attention right away. One was what appeared to be white men in military uniforms being hanged by Black Men in the early 19th century (I would later learn it was an artist's rendition of the end of the Haitian revolution in 1804). Another painting that caught my attention was a painting of naked white men and women chained together and being led into a slave auction during the 16th century. I was fixated on that one for a little bit. I saw modern looking pictures of naked white people bowing on their knees to fully clothed Black People with words like "Obey your Masters" and "your purpose is to serve".

As I got closer to my desk I saw there was an addition that we didn't have in high school. A large Black Phallic Object was permanently affixed to the seat. A naked white inmate came by and lubed us all up before the Black Officer instructed us all to sit. Some of the boys were able to take their seats quicker than others. I was struggling. The Black Officer came over and shoved me down on it. I yelped in pain and he slapped my face. I whimpered as silently as I could after that. The classroom door opened and in crawled four of the naked white inmates followed by an imposing Black Officer. I recognized the one that was initially raped with me in the intake. The marks on his back let me know I was right that it was him being whipped on our state flag. We gave each other a look of I know what you're going through.

After they were "seated" (three of them had to be shoved down on their seats) our well-dressed Instructor walked in. He was an incredibly handsome Black Man. I wanted to stare but my training so far had taught me not to do that. I noticed the white innate that had applied lube to everyone's asses had dropped to his knees with his hands behind his back.

"Good morning, class. A much lower class, but I wish you all good morning nonetheless."

Most of the boys responded with a loud reply, "Good morning Sir!"

"Assume your positions for the pledge of allegiance."

I noticed everyone dismounting their dildo-desks and moving to the presenting position on the floor. I mimicked these movements so as to avoid the attention of the CO in the back of the room. All white boys were on their knees, heads bowed, hands behind their backs with their bodies pointed in the direction of the flag hanging in the room. The flag (I observed from the corner of my eye while casting my face down to the floor) was a flag I had not seen before. The colors were red,black, and green.

"i pledge allegiance to the flag of the Black New World Order, and to the Black Republic for which It stands. One Nation under our Gods with servitude for all others."

I made my mouth move to the words as this was the first I'd heard this strange pledge. The whites that knew it said it confidently and without hesitation. I no longer had a WTF look on my face as I had just come to expect this sort of thing.

"Be seated."

There was no way I was going to be shoved back down on that dildo-desk.

I mounted and slid back down as quick and quiet as I could. I wasn't too far behind the experienced boys and I'll be damned if that didn't make me feel accomplished. Crazy I know. But I wanted to make a good impression with the Instructor (force of habit I guess).

The Instructor addressed the room, "There are a few new students today.

saltine CO is boy jesse. And the inmates are boys jake, kevin and greg. Delmore welcomes you bitches into its fold for whiteboy corrections and reeducation. All of you are now owned by the BNWO just like the other students assembled here and every other alabaster skinned motherfucker in this place. I am Sir James. I'm sure, by now, y'all have figured out your new role in life. You are two-hole cum dumps for your Superiors. You are, and were born to be, Our servants. By the end of this course, I think you will agree. Not that it matters if you do or don't. This course will consist of physical training (hole training and physical exercise to stay fit for service) and social studies to reeducate you bitches on your true place in this world. Let's begin."

With that, the other white COs dismounted their dildo desks and two of them came over to mine, the rest went over to the three new inmates and they all began strapping us to our desks. My hands were bound behind my back and each ankle was bound to a chair leg. The desk, I noticed, was bolted to the floor. Some type of gag was brought over to me by the Black CO and placed in my mouth. It was wrapped around my head to hold it in place. It reminded me of the contraption the orthopedic doctor used to install my braces as a kid. I knew this was going to cause me to start drooling. One of the white COs then approached me with a Black Dildo. It appeared to be about 7 inches long and half the thickness of a beer can. A large screen began dropping in the front of the classroom.

I shifted my weight on the chair and was quickly reminded that there was an object in my ass. I ain't gonna lie, though. It felt right.

A video started playing on the screen. It seemed hypnotic. A Black Man's voice repeatedly told us how happy we would be when we submitted to service to our Superiors. While the voice told us how we were born for this, the screen kept flashing images and videos of white guys and girls sucking and getting fucked by Black Men. I had to admit to myself that this was arousing.

As the video played, us new white boys in class all had the smaller dildos shoved into our mouths. The room was filled with the sound of the us gagging on the rubber dicks accompanied with the sound of the training video.

I was slobbering. Tears were starting to come from my eyes. But I felt the need to learn how to properly throat Black Dick.

"Try to actually swallow it like you're eating it." That's what the white boy whispered in my ear to help me. Apparently he could tell it kept ramming the back of my throat because I was refusing to let it in.

I followed his recommendation and tried to swallow it. It actually stopped hurting. Cut off my ability to breathe but at least it didn't hurt.

"There you go, bitch. That's a good boy right there!" I felt accomplished when the instructor said that about me.

After what felt like hours but was probably only 30 minutes, I graduated to a larger, thicker Black Dildo. I was able to get this one a little further down my throat but it was a bit more difficult. I learned that it wasn't impossible. Breathing was still an issue. I tried breathing through my nose but even that was not an option when it was blocking my throat.

During this phase, the Instructor ordered us to start bouncing up and down on our seats. Jesus...surely He wasn't serious. I didn't move fast enough to obey the order and the Black CO whipped my leg with a riding crop. Fuck me, you best believe my white ass started bouncing up and down on that other Black Dildo.

After an exhausting amount of time, we were ordered to stop. The throat ramming stopped as well, though the mouth opening device remained in place. I looked like a drooling fool.

The Instructor the began His history lesson of the origins of human life.

I was having a hard time keeping up thanks to the exhaustion but I picked up that white people were genetic mutations that came along after Black People. He showed historical evidence of this and continued the lecture for about an hour before ending the class. One of the white COs came over and removed my mouthpiece and my bindings. We were ordered to dismount the dildo desks and follow our Black COs to the gym. The white inmates crawled in a separate direction and I have no idea where they were being taken. we were being led down a hallway, but the only thing I was really looking at was the gaping hole/white boy cunt in front of me.

I imagined mine looked the same by now. A door buzzed open and we crawled into a well equipped gym.

To be continued...

Next: Chapter 7


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