A Sissy's New Daddy Ch. 08

As I finish this chapter and prepare to start on the final ninth chapter I want to take a moment to thank everyone that has sent me letters of support. You have really helped keep me going in writing this and I hope you have enjoyed the ride as much as I have.

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Chapter 8 - The Prison

Billie was being pulled through gates faster than his feet could keep up. His new cell mate, a young man name Thomas, was dragging Billie away from the ever spreading violence. A fight had started over the TV and it was spreading quickly. The guards that moved in to stop the fight had already gone down and the ones that had stayed in the watch rooms had sealed themselves in.

"This isn't as big a deal as you think, we just need to get back to our cell close the door and wait. A few people will come by all pissed off and I will suck their cocks and the will smile and wonder off." Billie said as he started to pull him back towards the cell block.

"This isn't a regular riot." Thomas said as he continued to pull Billie forward.

"What does that even mean?" Billie yelled as the turned the corner and ran into Mitchell a brutal guard that had ownded Billie when he was first incarcerated. Billie started to pull away but Thomas grabbed him with both arms and yanked him closer to Mitchell. "Let me go, you don't understand let me go."

"I am so sorry Billie, please don't hate me." Thomas cried tears in his eyes as Mitchell reached out and took a hold of each of them. It took a little bit of effort but he managed to get the two inmates across the hall and shoved into a store room. Waiting inside were Fitz and Slim, in all their time selling Billie, Slim had never said a word. Not one word. "What are they doing here? We had a deal"

"Sorry Bitch, but hey look at it as a life lesson, never take your eyes off the board." Mitchell said as he pushed Thomas over towards the two other inmates, "There I got you a new Cunt, to sell."

Slim grabbed Thomas, pulling his arms behind his back. Fitz flipped out a shiv, a small razor melted into a tooth brush and started to cut away Thomas clothes. Thomas froze at the site of the blade, his face shaking no and his lips quivering.

Billie called out to him fighting to keep Mitchells hand away from his mouth, "Don't fight them Thomas, just do what they tell you as long as you make them money they won't hurt you."

"You need to keep your whore mouth shut." Fitz turned and started towards Billie, until Mitchell shot him a look. Turning back to Thomas he continued, "New cunts arrive every week. You give me lip and I will carve you up dump you in a hole no one will ever find."

Mitchell pushed Billie out of the room and while Fitz and Slim finished stripping Thomas. The hallway was going to be over taken soon and Mitchell knew it. Billie started fighting harder but he was no match for the two hundred pound guard. Dragging Billie across the hall Mitchell pressed him against a door and fumbled in his pocket for his keys. He pulled them free just as the rioting inmates rounded the corner. Billie and Mitchell practically fell through the door.

The room was dark and Billie fell to the ground, stumbling over a rolling mop bucket he couldn't see. Flipping the light on Mitchell frowned when he realized that in a hurry he had picked a janitors closet to do his deed. "Me and you are going to have one last go round gurl."

"Then what?" Billie asked his eyes franticly searching the small room.

Mitchell looked to Billie and smiled as he unzipped his pants and let them slip down to mid-thigh. "Don't you worry about that."

A gallon jug of bleach was within Billie's reach, Mitchells Keys were in his pocket and his pants were around his knees. With a quick motion Billie jumped at Mitchell kicking him as hard as he could in the groin. Mitchell doubled over crying out in pain. Billie didn't waste any time, he grabbed the full bottle of bleach and struck Mitchell across the back of the head. The bottle cap exploded dousing Mitchell and Billie with bleach. Mitchell started to stand up and Billie panicked. There was a broom in the far corner. Billie Jumped over Mitchell and grabbed for it.

Fingers wrapped themselves around Billie's ankle and tried to pull him down. He spun around and started swinging with the broom. The first strike hit shoulder and the second struck Mitchells ear. Blood started pumping from the wound and Mitchell growled back at Billie. Forgetting the keys Billie started for the door. Mitchell reached out and grabbed Billie again, this time he got only his pants but when he yanked back he brought Billie to the ground.

Billie held tight to the broom as fell, it caught on a shelf and snapped with a loud crack. Mitchell kept pulling but instead of pulling Billie all he was able to do was start to pull Billie's pants off. Keeping a hold of one pant leg Mitchell reached with his free hand for Billie's other leg, "I was going to make it quick but not now you little whore."

Kicking stopped Mitchell for a breath which was long enough for Billie to start swinging the now broken broom handle. Pulling his pants up with his free hand Billie scrambled to his feet. "I am going out this door. Give me your keys and I will lock you in here."

"And why the fuck would I do that?" Mitchell barked as he pulled his pants up and got to his feet.

"I can hear them in the hall way. It doesn't matter if you stop me once this door cracks open and they realize you are in here they will kill you." Billie said, his eyes narrow and his voice dripping with hate. "Maybe I should just let them kill you."

Mitchell pulled the keys from his pocket and tossed them at Billie's feet. "When this is all over I will find you, you know that right. I gave Fritz and Slim another little sissy to make some bank off of I will have you all to myself again."

"You know how I have survived in here, I don't worry about tomorrow until tomorrow." Billie said as he slipped out of the door the keys under his foot. There were a few people in the hall way but they were lined up across the hall waiting to use Thomas.

With no one looking his way Billie reached down grabbed the keys and locked the closet. He started to leave to go back to his cell when he heard Thomas cry out, begging just like Billie said to do 'I will be a good little sissy bitch.'

Moving along the wall opposite the room Billie managed to position himself so he could see in. Thomas was tied bent over a chair his clothes were gone cut to shreds on the floor around him. A mop (with its handle removed) was stuck on his head to act as a wig. Billie couldn't see Slim but Fritz was negating with an inmate while another one took his time using Thomas.

One of the inmates in line saw Billie and tap some others on the shoulder motioned towards Billie, "Look it's their old Sissy. Sorry honey it looks like you got replaced."

Billie barely heard the man speak. He was focused on Thomas and his begging. He took a step towards the room and the inmate spoke again, "Oh damn a cat fight, I bet they try and make us pay to watch."

The busted broom stick was still in Billies hand, though hidden behind his back. As he stepped closer he pulled it around and the inmates dropped their smiles. Weapons meant blood, and riots meant no doctors, no doctors meant infection. The line outside the room cleared in seconds That just left Fritz, Slim and the other two.

With no clue what to do Billie just went for crazy. He charged into the room right for Fritz, swinging the broom stick wildly. The inmate negotiating for a turn dropped to the ground and bolted from the room on all fours. Fritz didn't react fast enough and the broom handle caught him in the eye. Blood arced across the space and splattered Billie's shirt. Fritz fell to the ground screaming. Slim had to pull his hands out of his pants before he could start towards Billie. The brief delay gave Billie the time he needed.

Slim took a step and Billie swung the broom handle. Slim grabbed and tried to twist it away but only managed to stab himself in the hand with it. Fritz cried out again drawing Slims attention, his face was anguished as he looked to his fallen friend. "You two have a lot of enemy's how long until some of them come looking for you. Especially when words gets out that he is blind now."

Panic washed over Slim but was quickly eclipsed by anger. He took a step towards Billie, but was pushed back by a swing of the stick. "You can kill me tomorrow, If you two live till tomorrow."

Conflicted Slim took a step towards Fritz, Billie followed his lead and circled away from the door and closer to Thomas. Slim turned away and started to help Fritz up. Billie dropped the stick and hurried over to Thomas, dropping to his knees. They had used Duct Tape to secure him to the chair. Billie pulled the tape from one hand before moving to Thomas feet.

A load roar drew Billies attention the moment before Slim slammed into him. The force of the blow knocked the wind out of Billie as the two curled into a ball and began flailing wildly at each other. Slim is striking Billie in his back and his side, while Billie was aiming for Slims face scratching and clawing wildly.

A chair slammed into Slims back and the man collapsed. Billie didn't have time to register who hit Slim before Thomas grabbed him and pulled him to his feet. The hurried out of the room, just as a group of guards passed in full riot gear. Billie quickly locked the door and started to push Thomas away from the guards when one of them looked back. The Guard and Billie made eye contact and the guard stopped in his tracks.

Billie started to run but the guard called out to him, it was Kenneth. Billie hadn't seen Kenneth since his first week. "Billie, Office 206 B. Get there and get there fast."

Kenneth started fumbleing with a set of keys that were attached to his belt. "I have a set."

"Do they have a key marked L3?" Kenneth asked. Letting go of the keys on his belt.

"G3, E2, CR1, CBA, CBB, CBC, CBD, L4..." Billie said as he moved through the keys. "L3, yes I have an L3."

"L3. L3 will get you into the room. E2 will activate the elevator two halls over. 206B is at the far end of the hall when you exit on the second floor. When you get to the door bang three times and say your name, before opening the door. The Warden is waiting for you." Kenneth looked back in the direction he had been heading when he heard some screaming. "He is waiting for you he was supposed to meet with you today."

Kenneth turned at started at a full run towards the other guards, "Tell him everything."

They had barely reached the end of the first hallway when they noise of an approaching mob of inmates forced the two into a closet. Billie pushed Thomas into the black room and slammed the door. Once the sounds passed Billie started to open the door but Thomas stopped him. Pushing his hands against the door Thomas said, "I'm naked."

Billie groped for a light switch until the room exploded in with a white flickering light. Thomas screamed, the woman screamed and Billie almost collapsed, "Please don't hurt me."

The woman worked the visitor's desk. She was mousy and quiet and had a way about her that could calm even the angriest family member. "Please I just want to go home."

"Believe me we all do." Billie said as he slipped his pants off and handed them to Thomas. Billie was so used to being stripped down around people that it didn't bother him that he was now wearing nothing but a pair of pink lace bikini panties and a standard issue pull over shirt. "We aren't going to hurt you. We have keys that will get us to the second floor. We can lock the door when we leave or you can come with us."

Looking the woman over Billie realized he would have to do something about her clothes. Her blouse had been ripped open and her skirt had been ripped off. Her bra and panties had faired ok, but her pantyhose had been ripped almost to shreads, and one her shoes was missing its heel. Billie picked up her skirt as he helped her to her feet. Wrapping it around her waist and tying it off Billie started talking. "Lose the shoes and we will tie you shirt closed."

Following orders She stepped out of her shoes as Billie tied the front of the blouse into an heavy knot just above the woman's navel. "What's your name?"

"Sandy" the woman answered.

"This will all be over tomorrow maybe even tonight and you will be stronger for it. To get through today I need you to know that you will be ok tomorrow and that you are strong enough to live till tomorrow can you do that?" Billie asked as he pulled her hair back and twisted it into a bun.

"Yes." She answered her voice stronger then it was when she spoke a few moments ago.

Thomas had pulled the pants on and was peeking out the door when Billie was finished getting Sandy ready to run. "I think I am going to be sick."

"You get used to it." Billie said as he left her side and grabbed the door, "Does it sound like any one is near us?"

"I hear a lot of yelling but I can't tell from where. It sounds like it is coming from everywhere." Thomas said as he cracked the door open wider and stuck his head out. Pulling it back in he looked to Billie and then to Sandy, "I think the coast is clear."

Thomas stepped away from the door and let Billie go first. The hall was quiet and Billie was happy he wasn't wearing any shoes. Keeping close to the wall Billie looked in the direction they were going and found the first door. Holding what he hoped was the key in his hand he waved for the others to follow. Sandy exited the closet quickly followed by Thomas.

They leap frogged from door to door until they reached the gate to the next cell block. Billie was fumbling with the keys when he heard someone scream, from the other side of the gate. In a panic Billie dropped the keys as a horde of inmates slammed against the gate.

"Open the gate let us out."

"We want to fuck you three."

"Fuck that guy, just let us out."

Sandy started backing away as Billie knelt down and grabbed the keys. He turned to Thomas and Sandy, "We need to find another way."

They scrambled around the nearest corner and almost ran into another mob of inmates. Billie pulled them into the first door he could find and quickly locked it. "We should just stay here."

Sandy was the one to speak and she was happy. Thomas parroted her euphoria.

Turning Billie found that they were in a central camera room. They could see almost every inch of the prison. Riots were raging in every cell block. Billie moved to the bank of monitors and started scanning them. "It's a perfect place to stay right?"

"No there are more keys out there. A lot of keys will get into this room. Not a lot will get to the second floor." Billie said as he continued to scan the monitors. Mapping a route they would take to the elevators.

"There are a lot of keys to the second floor." Sandy said as she moved to the monitors watching the inmates in cellblock two slam themselves against the gate trapping them inside.

"I have been here two years, I have fucked and sucked every guard in the place." Billie said turning back to Sandy. "Do you know how many times I have been in this room?"

Billie waited for Sandy to shake her head no "six times, See that chair there." Billie pointed to a wooden chair shoved in a corner. "I was tied to that for a whole day while every guard here used my boipussy."

"When did you go up to the second floor?" Thomas asked as he moved closer and closer to a monitor showing the front gate. His eyes were big, like a child that was sure he could push through the window and into the other world if he just got a little closer.

"The old warden, about half way through my first week I was brought before him he made me beg someone for my freedom." Billie said as he pressed his ear against the door and then cracked the door. Once he knew the coast was clear he motioned for the others to follow him.

"Warden Dean, was a good man." Sandy said as she moved in close to Billie.

"Warden Dean was a sadist and a narcissist." Billie said as he pushed out the door and rushed down the hall.

Looking over his shoulder, Billie made sure that the others were staying with him. IT took an hour of hiding in closest and dashing down halls to get to the elevator. They pressed the button but the doors didn't open. Directly across from the elevator was another control room. Billie used the keys and opened the door. The elevator was empty, but it required a key for the door to stay open. As soon as Billie's hand let go of the key the door closed. "One of us needs to stay here and hold the door open while the other two get onto the elevator so we can hold the door."

"I will stay you two get on the elevator." Thomas said his voice trembling, ready to change his mind the second someone else offered to stay.

Billie didn't risk it and answered a quick Ok. He took two steps towards the door when Sandy spoke up. "Take the rest of the keys."

Turning back Billie looked at her confused. "Just in case we need one inside the elevator."

Thomas agreed and removing the elevator key from the ring handed the rest to Billie. Taking the keys Billie held Thomas hand long enough for Thomas to look up at him "As soon as I am at that door you run."

The elevator door chimed and slid open just as Billie and Sandy reached it. Once inside Billie held the door and motioned for Thomas to hurry - only he didn't. Billie yelled for him to come on and that's when he clicked on the microphone. "I just got here yesterday."

"So what." Billie yelled out.

"They put in a new elevator last month." Sandy replied. That was when Billie looked to the walls just inside the elevator. There were no buttons, no way to select what floor.

"We can figure it out once you are in here come on." Billie screamed. A loud noise drew both of their attentions. A mob of inmates dressed in stolen riot gear were heading towards the trio. "Get in this elevator now."

Billie felt hands wrap around him just a seconds before he was pulled back into the elevator. The two crumpled to the floor. The doors closed just slow enough for Billie to watch as Thomas pulled the key from the console and swallowed it. The doors snapped shut with a bump and then the elevator began to move.

"We could have tried something once we were all on the elevator." Billie said as he pulled himself away from Sandy.

"This isn't a movie. The only way we were getting up was if one of us stayed behind." Sandy said as she crawled away from Billie and pulled her legs in tight.

It took another ten minutes for the pair to reach the wardens office, only to find it was empty. The office seemed smaller than it had the last time Billie had been here, maybe the furniture was different. The phone was ringing, it wasn't the regular phone. It was a small black phone with a light on top of it and no keypad. The ringer wasn't the standard pulsing tone it was a constant buzzing. Sandy went to the window ignoring the phone. Billie was curious so he picked it up.

"Hello, may I ask who I am talking to." The calm voice on the other side said. Billie said his name and then both sides waited for a long moment. "What are your demands?"

"The call is for you." Billie said calling Sandy away from the window. He handed her the phone and she spent the next twenty minutes giving the man on the other side of the phone all the information that they had.

Once she was done talking Sandy walked over to the window and watched with Billie as a group of guards in riot gear tried and failed to retake one of the entrances from the yard.

"What you were saying earlier. Was that true or were you just trying to get me to leave the control room."

Billie looked to Sandy and started to tell his story.

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George handled my transfer from the clinic to the prison personally. Transferred isn't the most accurate word, I was in the trunk of George's car, not any kind of official department of corrections transport. I was still wearing the white cotton bra and panties that Catherine had traded me. As I heard the trunk opening I expected to be blinded again, just like I had when he rented me out to a group of homeless men. I didn't have to do anything with the men, the bent me over trash can and pulled my panties down. George gave them only one rule they could fuck me as many times as dollars they had, they just had to make sure the only came on my face. Of course more than a few of them shot there loads as they were pulling out. George had a special belt and spanked me each time when of them did, because it was my fault they came too quickly.