It was just a 5 year vacation from responsibility Rocky told himself. He was on a bus to his new home the Odincrow prison, his eyesight limited by a sack, all he could do was think to himself. He was a homeless orphan scavenger, looking for food, shelter and cash. He found things laying around, things in the garbage and if he was bold enough he found things in others pockets. He felt like begging for scraps was a waste of time, it made those who knew of him wary when he had cash as it inevitably wouldn't be his. He took a few hundred dollars from an exceedingly wealthy man, within a half an hour he was frisked by an officer, the money was put under a blacklight to reveal invisible ink. It was a trap, the police knew rumors he was a pickpocket and marked cash that was easy and tempting for him to take.

Even though they only had proof of about 400 bucks stolen the courts clearly didn't like him living on the streets. He got the maximum punishment even with an otherwise clean criminal record. A long hard 5 years in prison was in his future, at least he would be guaranteed food and shelter there. The sack on Rocky's head was pulled off, he was lost in his thoughts but brought back to reality he was forced to accept his new life as an inmate. He walked off the bus and an officer called him over, "another raccoon rotting in prison, how typical" the canine officer said as he locked Rocky in hand and ankle cuffs. "Maybe if we weren't told we belonged in jail all the time we would care more about societies rules" Rocky replied. "It's no one's fault your here but your own, head over to that door for processing" the officer told him pointing Rocky to his next destination.

Rocky entered the waiting room, him and every other prisoner cuffed tight making escape a near impossibility. He sat down waiting for his name to be called, his head looking down to the floor, not in the mood to socialize. Once he was called in two bears sat him down in a chair and unchained him. The paperwork was filed his information, identification and fingerprints where collected, it was near the end Rocky started to make a fit. "What's this kink survey and cell position crap?" He asked the officers processing him. "Well the world runs on money, and the world needs prison services to prevent guys like you from ruining society. We get some money from the government but we also sustain ourselves by making money off you inmates so your required to work in porn for us, so what porn are you making for us?" The officers told him in a condescending tone. "I'm not doing shit I'm just here to serve my time and then get back to my life." Rocky told them. "Your doing shit? I can mark the scat kink for you if that's what your saying. If you don't fill this out i will, and with your attitude I'm not going to be nice." The officer yelled at rocky, staring him down. 

"Fine you made your point I'll fill it out, now what's this sub or Dom thing, I'm not here to get fucked so I'll be a dom" Rocky said as he checked some more easy kinks, cum eating, crossdressing, petplay, bondage. "This place is home to a ton of rapists and murderers, that Dom role is very popular, you would need to fight for that spot." The officer told Rocky expecting him to change his mind. "Alright I'll fight for it" Rocky said, he wasn't confident in his abilities but figured it was his only chance to cut down on how frequently he was fucked over. Rocky was handed an orange jumpsuit, "put this on we already know that's your outfit, the other one looks overly striped on raccoons" the officer said as he pressed a button under his desk to call in another recent inmate who wanted the Dom role. Rocky slid his new uniform on and then a black hedgehog with a scar and orange jumpsuit came in. 

"You two will be cellmates but since there's no agreement on a Dom, fight!" The officer said as he backed up to the wall to stay out of the way. Rocky swung a fist hitting the hedgehogs face, but the hedgehog fought dirtier, punching Rocky's testicles into his body. Rocky wobbled in pain slightly stunned before the legs of the nearby chair smacked him to the floor as he tasted his own blood. "I uhh give up" Rocky said in a disappointed tone. "Well with that Rocky the raccoon will be given a sub role and malphas the hedgehog will be the Dom, the guards will escort you two to your cell." The officer said as two guards came in to escort the pair. The two were forcefully pushed into their new bedroom. "Okay bitch for that punch you threw, you better beg me to fuck your throat" malphas said as he smirked towards Rocky. "Uhh fine" Rocky said as he got on his knees and opened his mouth. "What part of begging don't you understand?" Malphas said as he kicked Rocky hard in the balls. "Uhheg please fuck my throat make me your bitch." Rocky reluctantly said before his mouth was filled with big black hedgehog cock.  "Better don't you dare forget who owns you." The hedgehog said fucking Rocky fast and deep, eventually blasting Rocky's mouth with his warm cum. This was Rocky's new life as an inmate, to be tortured by a sadistic hedgehog for 5 years.

3 months later Rocky was called into the same room he had fought malphas, to talk to the same bear officers. "What did you need me for?" Rock said stumbling into the room. "You've been free long enough, it's time to take your sub role to the next level." An officer told Rocky. "Free? I've been rotting in a cell with a convicted rapist treating me like a Fleshlight" Rocky replied as he was sick of this prison. "Blame fate it's random who we put together, only prisoners we move around are those that kill another prisoner, they get death row as not even prison will keep them in check, as for your freedom we lock every subs dick in chastity so pull your dick out it's lock up time." The bear officer said as he pulled out a small silver chastity cage. Rocky followed the order after all he wasn't the biggest on sex so he could handle this he thought. The lock was clicked shut and Rocky was taken back to his room. The officers pulled Rocky's pants down as he was pushed back into his cell, giving malphas a view of Rocky's new accessory. "Bout time they treated your useless dick how it deserves, your gonna be so much more fun for me to fuck with that on you." Malphas said as he pushed Rocky to his knees for some anal breeding.

The months and years went on, Rocky slowly became more docile and sex obsessed as he was constantly desperate to cum. He tried to always do his best, hoping they would let him cum sooner. In Odincrow prison people found to be heros of the public could schedule an appointment to fuck inmates and Rocky slowly learned to enjoy the idea. He always believed society was rigged, so anyone who fought corruption he loved to be fucked by, even began to beg for more. But slowly after many years of chastity, imprisonment and sex with malphas his sentence was finished. He was escorted back to the interrogating room he visited on his first day. "Well it's the end of your lock up, show us your dick we need your cage and uniform back." The officer ordered. Rocky slowly slid his clothes off like a striptease before handing over the uniform and presenting his locked dick. He was unlocked and handed more pedestrian clothes. "There is a completely optional meeting with a brothel owner you can have. The job would give you some cash and a place to sleep as you readjust to living in society" the officer told Rocky. "I'll give it a try" Rocky said as he put his new clothes on.

He met with the brothel employee, who drove Rocky to the brothel he worked for. "We always give you guys a few days of free food and shelter and you get to keep any money you make. If you like the job we can get you a contract right away." The worker said as he showed the middle and upper floors to Rocky.  Rocky didn't really have much of a choice yet, he could work there with no downsides so he did. He gave a few blowjobs, earned some cash, got to freely masturbate after all that forced chastity at the prison. The day came he could take the job or get kicked out back to being homeless. The choice was simple, don't fix what isn't broke and Rocky signed a contract. "As part of our inmate reintroduction plan we have a special set of rooms for guys like you." The brothel manager said as Rocky finished his signature. "What's wrong with where I was before?" Rocky said as he was led into the basement. "Nothing but to give our clients the experience of fucking a prison bitch we have to make sure you look right at home" the worker said as he brought Rocky into a room filled with replica prison cells in the basement. "Behind bars again?" Rocky said, his voice filled with mild disappointment.  "Hey you agreed to the terms, there's something else we need to get out of the way" the employee said as he slipped a hand in his pocket. 

He pulled out a device all to familiar to Rocky, a chastity cage. "Are you fucking with me?" Rocky asked. "Nope it's even the same model you wore in prison" the brothel worker said grinning sadistically. "I'm not wearing that thing again I want to put all that behind me" Rocky said, crossing his arms. "Well you agreed to it and seeing your lack of money to pay fines, failing to comply would send you back to jail." The worker told Rocky while handing him the chastity cage. "Uhg fine" Rocky said as he grabbed the cage and sat on the bed of his cell room. He locked it on to himself while the worker he was with locked the cell door before walking away. Time passed, Rocky was back to his life of chastity and living in a tiny cell. He learned more of the things he had agreed too, his contract gave him half of the money he earned. Even then he had to pay rent and food money to his brothel. The real kicker though is he has to pay for his own cell, giving him a debt to pay before he could be free and be allowed the key to his cell. 

Rocky had been in his new "prison" for a month now, almost everyday a guy came to visit him. The man was a German Shepherd he fucked Rocky all the time he was easily Rocky's biggest return customer. One day a brothel worker came down to Rocky's cell, "hands behind your back prisoner!" He said with a grin. Rocky never had this happen before but he went along with it, being treated like a dangerous pice of meat is something Rocky was more than used to. His cell was opened, Rocky was cuffed and led upstairs. A large petcage awaited Rocky, the door was opened and Rocky was pushed in, with the cage locked behind him. He was in chastity, handcuffs and caged he felt it was all getting really unnecessary at this point. Rocky thought this was just to please some customers heavy bondage fetish but his cage was loaded into a van and it became clear this was no ordinary job. "Wait what are you doing to me? What the hell is going on?" Rocky screamed. The only answer he got back was "your debt to the brothel has been paid." 

He was brought to a house and carried in his cage to the basement. There Rocky was left, all alone unsure about what was happening or where he was, he must have been fucked over by the contract he signed again, he assumed. About 30 minutes later Rocky heard a door open, down the stairs the German Shepherd that rocky had pleasured many times before appeared. He jingled a keyring with the keys to the handcuffs and both of Rocky's cages. "So did they lend me out or something?" Rocky asked the canine. "Nope I bought you, payed the debt you had and now you're mine to own" the canine replied. "Well if those bastards at the brothel are giving me some undefined sentence this place might be better than the fake prison they made" Rocky said. "Oh your sentence is quite defined, I own you for life now pet, you can call me master or owner" the master said. Rocky rained down expletives for a while and his master left him alone till he calmed down.

It was a slow process that took weeks but in time Rocky was slowly allowed freedom. He was allowed outside his cage to roam around the canine named George's house.  Rocky had been homeless, sent to prison and became a whore he knew most people would find the idea of willingly becoming a sex slave for the rest of your life horrifying, but at this point it wasn't the worse thing that ever happened to Rocky and he just accepted this was life now. Rock was always in chastity except for rare orgasms he earned, he slept in his petcage but was normally free to wander George's house. Rocky was rarely cuffed except sometimes during sex. Everything was good enough, George had his slave and Rocky was accepting of his fate even seeing some bright sides of the arrangement considering parts of his past wasn't sunshine and rainbows. Then things took a turn, one day George said "tommorow we'll be having you modified." "Like a tattoo or something?" Rocky asked his master.

"No you see I watched a lot of the porn made of you at the prison, I watched porn of a lot of the inmates trying to decide if I wanted to buy any of you. I liked you a lot and thought you would make a good sex pet. To complete your look I'm planning on having your arms and legs cut a bit shorter." George informed Rocky. "What I don't want that! Look I'll be your slave and not fight back but this is too far I can't give that up to you" Rocky protested. "Just do what I ask of you I've invested a lot of money on you and I'm not changing my plans, I can always destroy the keys to your chastity cage if you won't behave." George responded. "Ok master don't do anything drastic, it's just so sudden but I'll let it happen, you can amputate me master" Rocky said hoping to stay on his good side but inside knowing he was lying. "Good I'm looking forward to it" George said as he lit up a cigarette and went to his backyard balcony. Rocky sat for a moment wondering what to do. Should he run? Should he just let it happen? If he let's this happen what if George takes more and more of his body. Rocky looked at George and had a terrible idea but he only had a short time to take the opportunity, Rocky's mind was in a bad place he didn't know what to do and decided to follow through with his terrible idea while he had the chance.

Rocky sprinted to George and quickly lifted him up and threw him off the balcony. Rocky was stressed and felt like it was a life or death situation, giving him the strength to throw George. George panicked but it was to late he was falling and cracked his kneck on impact with the ground, killing him. Rocky ran down to the body, "oh shit" he yelled as the situation hit him. Rocky didn't want to kill George just paralyze him so he could take the keys and run, but there was no going back now, Rocky was officially a murderer. Rocky took the chastity keys from George's corpse and ran into the woods. In the woods Rocky sat down and unlocked himself. He contemplated what to do now and he felt there was no way he could get away with this, George lived alone and there was probably fingerprint evidence of something. With the keys gone if the police had arrived by now it would make Rocky even more suspicious. In the end Rocky knew prison life he knew what it was like and how to survive it so he turned himself in hoping admitting to his crime and expressing guilt would lower his sentence.

It probably didn't though he was sentenced to life in prison, only thing worse was the death penalty, even that seemed like it might be preferable for Rocky to end this terrible life he's had.
When he returned to prison it was time to see those bears again. If he didn't get the Dom role this time so that he could at least cum and fuck when ever he wanted, Rocky fully planed to find a way to end himself. He decided to get in character as a gruff angry vengeful prisoner and slammed his fist down on the table the bears sat at. "Ok fuckers I'm ready to beat the shit out of anyone you send at me, I'm not the pathetic bitch I was 5 years ago" Rocky growled to his interrogators. "Your role is different from last time you've been assigned to Dom, and we're almost a 100% sure your cellmates going to be some stupid bird" the bear said. "Wait really you're not fucking with me?" Rocky asked. "Yeah since you went back to a life of crime after your first time here it's clear we need a different approach, your a Dom now" the bears said handing Rocky an orange jumpsuit to put on. 

Rocky dressed up in his familiar uniform. "Well that's the best fucking news I've heard all month, I'm going to go rot in a cell for the rest of my life now" Rocky said before meeting with a guard to escort him to his cell. Later in the day Rocky saw the bird he was told about. The bird was shoved into Rocky's cell with the guard giving a "welcome to your new home." The bird reacted to things very slowly no doubt his mind was trying to assess and comprehend the situation he was in. Rocky felt slightly bad about fucking the guy as he seemed like a fish out of water. But that wasn't going to stop him not only did he feel he had to keep up appearances as a dominant, but also he pretty much never got the opportunity in life to do the fucking so he was going to enjoy this.  Rocky moved towards his new slave and said. "So your my personal slave now bird? Uhhg they didn't even bring beak guards I'll have to tell the administration there a failure tomorrow." "Yeah it looks like we're cellmates" the bird said his eyes wide open still looking at his surroundings. "Scared boy? Well I don't trust you to suck my cock without the beak guards so only one way left to welcome you to prison" Rocky said before grabbing the bird's head, named Jeffery and slamming it into his matress.

"Stay put birdbrain" Rocky said as he pulled Jeffery's pants down exposing his tight virgin asshole. Rocky contemplated using the complimentary lube or just taking Jeffery dry but Rocky decided lube for now the can always try dry fucking in the future. Rocky lubed his cock up and teased the bird by rubbing that cock along his asshole. Then in an instant Rocky pushed the cock into Jeffery's asshole and made him take the whole thing deep, the bird made an audible gasp as he felt the cock enter him. The feeling was quite nice Rocky wasn't used to it, he fucked Jeffery faster and faster. Rocky didn't even think about how rough he was being, he just wanted a sweet release in the birds tight ass. Rocky noticed Jeffery started playing with his cock, knowing Jeffery would be forced in a couple months to lock his dick in a cage, Rocky felt the bird might as well enjoy cumming while it lasts and moved his hand down to help the bird stroke. Only to feel a plastic shell and padlock something all to familiar for Rocky.

"Cock caged on the first day? They must really hate you, or maybe your just fun to torture." Rocky said as he spanked Jeffery hard. Jeffery screamed in pain and ecstacy. "Mmm I like it when you scream for me bitch," Rocky said knowing being abusive would give him prison cred. "I'll have to hurt you more next mmm time...." Rocky finished as his load had finished building and Rocky came deep in Jeffery's ass, spurting hot string after hot string of cum. Jeffery moaned at the sensation. Rocky moved up to the moaning slut and whispered "don't take it to personally if the prison gives you your own sex slave you'd be fucking stupid not to take the free sex." "When we get new arrivals about once every two weeks, the only thing the prison does is process the arrivals and feed us, so lunch will be soon until then, get used to your new home" Rocky told Jeffery as he pulled out and went to his bed to rest. "Uhh, I've had a busy day I just need a break" the bird said as crawled into bed, worn out with his ass gaping and leaking on the sheets. Well my second time in this joint seems like it will be better than the first time Rocky thought to himself. I'll have to cancel that suicide or kill someone so I go to deathrow plan, at least for now.