This file brought to you by - http://www.mrdouble.com *********************************************************** * Warning!! Warning!! For ADULTS ONLY!! * This story contains material of an adult, explicit sexual * nature. If you are uncomfortable reading material of this * kind, then DO NOT READ IT. * Warning!! Warning!! For ADULTS ONLY!! *********************************************************** * Please note, I did not write this story, I am posting it * for someone. *********************************************************** ************************************************ Copyright 1997 by Arc Light All Rights Reserved ************************************************ Miranda's Dark Journey Chapter 1 by ARC LIGHT Miranda Barnes was startled by the heavy clanking sound as the heavy metal door was slammed open... Standing in her Dade County Orange Jump Suit; her wrists shackled the heavy leather belt around her waist; her dainty ankles secured by the silver chain allowing her steps to be almost baby like. She shuffled forward with the other three women prisoners... She had not been allowed to shower for the last three days... the three days since the stern Black judge had sentenced the 19 year old Pre Med student to ten years in the Florida State Penal System.... When the door swung open the bright light hurt her eyes. Miranda had not been able to sleep in the strange and brutal environment of the Dade County Women's Lock Up. The sounds; the screams; the constant sobbing and crying of the innocent and not so innocent young women had taken a toll on her previously serene life. Born to upper income parents she was not prepared for the brutality that she witnessed. Humbled, Miranda shuffled along the bright yellow line. Nervously she looked around... and then she saw the pretty blonde that was her lover... and her betrayer. Standing against the Plexiglas window of the skywalk directly over the enclosed transport area she could see the sobbing beautiful face... Miranda stared at her lover... her eyes then caught the blank face of Rick; a boy that she had given her tight young body to on numerous occasions. She did not love Rick... she allowed him the pleasure of her body but she felt nothing for him. Miranda watched as he put his arm around her beautiful roommate... the pretty Jennifer. The pretty Jennifer that had packed sixteen ounces of pure white cocaine in her overnight bag.... The trial was rapid..... and there was no defense.. There was a plea bargain... TEN YEARS at the George W Bush Correctional Facility for Women... Miranda should have felt hatred for the sobbing pretty blonde girl... but at this moment she felt only numbness. Miranda watched as Rick pulled the crying beauty from the window and lead her away from the skywalk..... Miranda's eyes were becoming accustomed to the bright Florida Sunshine... she searched for the one man that she had truly given her perfect body to.... the one man that she surrendered her mind and soul... Mike had spent only one evening with the beautiful Miranda.... one night that lasted forever. She felt herself tingle between her legs... Mike had known everything about her... about her strong sexual needs... He had brutally twisted her hard little nipples when they entered the penthouse suite.... He had stripped her petite body and pushed her against the windows overlooking the courtyard.... While she writhed in pleasure he had manipulated her twitching clit.... Skillfully; masterfully he manipulated the oily little orb of pleasure... She screamed her release..... the first release of many that eventful night... After her exhausted body recovered she was carried to the bed by the tall muscular stranger... He spread her long pretty legs and brought his lips and tongue to savor her leaking tight little slit... Miranda writhed in pleasure as Mike schooled her in the pleasure of true escastcy.. As her hips bucked against the talented tonguing she was receiving Mike brought her to her third total orgasm in less than an hour... After her nearly exhausted body recovered from her last climax she felt her legs being spread.... She opened her eyes as the tall muscular man knee walked to her entrance.... His manhood was hard and he played with her tender flaps..... She didn't think she was capable of another orgasm... The large thick head tickled her overworked clit and she tried to scoot away... It was not to be as she felt him enter her wet passage... His hard cock slid in...... he only allowed Miranda an inch of his manhood. Mike was far more talented than any of her previous lovers.. He was gentle and kind; but at the same time he was forceful and dominant. His thick manhood filled her nerve lined passage and he pushed forward. Miranda screamed her acceptance of his conquest.... Miranda's mind was refocused by the large Black hand pushing her forward... "Move your sorry ass convict," was the brutal order. Miranda recalled were she was.... on her way for ten long years of being Jenny's lover... Miranda could not turn and look at the skyway in back of her... If she had she would have seen the tanned masculine face staring at his lover. He had only sampled her charms one time...... in his mind he had loved her for months... Tears formed in his eyes and slowly fell over his cheeks. He did not wipe them away.... The large Black man; his aide de camp was puzzled; almost startled. He had served the large muscular man for nearly three decades. Their relationship started in the mountains of a far away and forgotten land. Never... never had he seen tears in his leader's dark green eyes. Even when the man had held young boys; new to battle; and near death had the man shown such emotion..... and now.... Frank.... by his many years of faithful service inherently knew that he should remain silent. He complied..... As he looked down into the courtyard he observed the petite blonde girl as she was shoved forcefully into the small transport vehicle. He did not know the girl..... he did not know of the relationship between Mike and her... but something was very wrong... very wrong indeed. He would be told... in due course.. and when that knowledge was clear he would make the faithful master whole.... With the tears still in his eyes Mike turned... and with his posture erect and proud walked briskly down the hallway of the federal building. Frank followed him at a respectful distance. Neither man spoke.... The two FBI agents that had shepherded the railroading of the beautiful young coed made the mistake of stepping out of their office the same instance the muscular man passed... The collusion was decisive..... both FBI special agents were drenched by the hot coffee each had been transporting. "Who the hell...." was the beginning of the question. The hard steely green eyes bore into the two arrogant agents. At first they were forceful; macho....... As the two agents returned the hard glare their faces suddenly became ashen.... There was no question who was the MAN and who were the little boys pretending to be men... Each of the armed men looked briefly to their waist.... they had their weapons at the ready.... However both men instinctively knew that the man standing in front of them would not need a weapon...... As Mike continued to stare at the two Federal Agents responsible for the conviction of his lover the two agents felt a pangs of fear travel throughout their bodies. The larger of the two agents felt his knees shake.... the smaller agent felt his bladder suddenly become full.... The Black man; following Mike was the first to speak......"You best apologize," he simply spoke.. The two FBI agents acknowledged the simplicity of the suggestion..... "Excuse me," the larger of the two men muttered. Mike did not respond.... after another minute of intense glaring at the two little men he turned sharply and continued walking down the hallway..... The two men then turned to the Black who was sneering at them.... "You did good... at least now you will be able to continue eating solid food... If you had not apologized for being assholes your next meal would be eaten through a straw....." Frank laughed heartily and then turned to follow his officer; protecting his six.... Charley Tango Niner; his call sign of long ago and far away set his usual rapid pace. There was retribution to be meted out.... his lover had been wronged and he was not one to leave a debt unpaid......... Miranda now seated in the dark cold interior of the van looked at the other three inmates being transported. The girl directly across from her was almost beautiful. She had fair skin; long blonde hair.. and intense blue eyes. She was lean and her small but perfect breasts could be seen jutting against the tight orange jump suit. As Miranda continued to stare she could tell the young girl's anxiety.. of her nervousness.. She was constantly fidgeting.... Although Miranda did not know all of the signs of drug withdrawal she did recognize the first signs... and the young girl was definitely exhibiting the preliminary signals of drug withdrawal. The girl was making Miranda nervous and she turned to look at the pretty Black girl sitting next to the pretty blonde. Their eyes met at the same time..... "White girl you best be getting ready.... you be getting special treatment at Bush Academy for girls," she laughed... Miranda's stomach felt a nervousness... it tensed... Miranda looked at her pretty brown eyes and she focused on the gold nose ring... Tasha again found Miranda's eyes.... "You will be given to Miss Elie.... Miss Elie will like you.... She likes a little spark in her new playtoys...." Miranda had a puzzled look on her face..... a questioning look..... Tasha knew the puzzled look.. She had seen it many times before.. Tasha was not new to the George W Bush Correction Facility for Women.. in fact she was nearly a permanent resident; and she was only twenty five years old. "The total population is nearly four hundred inmates... Over two hundred inmates are members of "The Crips".... Miss Elie is.... shall we say the head mistress. Probably three fourths of the population are Black.... another fifty or so are Latino... and my little pet; the rest are little White girls like you.... They are the ones that are the playthings.... they are trained to be... well, shall I say, the slaves of the plantation. You best learn to be real cooperative.... If you are they may not cut that pretty little face of yours... or worse," Tasha smiled... she already knew the fate of the two White girls being transported to Florida's State Penitentiary for women. The fourth passenger was a small petite Cuban girl... Her skin was dark.... and her eyes showed the fear that she felt. Fear that was quickly transported to Miranda's overwrought young mind.... It was only three months ago when she had been a Pre Med student... in the arms of her pretty blonde lover. Miranda closed her eyes and retrieved the pleasure of Jennifer's tender lips... she recalled the nights that the two had spent in her bed... She tingled at the thought of her delicate little tongue touching her sensitive little bud of pleasure...... "Hey White bitch...." Tasha interrupted her moment of pleasure..... She opened her eyes and turned her face to the Black girl... "If you give your little White tail to me.... I'll make sure that Miss Elie will not be too harsh when she initiates you.. Your tender little White ass will still feel the belt... but if you pledge your pussy to me I will make sure that you will not endure the broom handle...." Tasha smiled. She cold tell that the conversation was frightening not only Miranda; but also the shaking White girl seated next to her. Miranda felt herself tremble..... she knew that the Black girl was telling her the truth.... The journey was nearly three hours long.... the poor suspension of the van... the cold musky air and the dread of what the girls would endure when they arrived at the state prison took a dreadful toll on the four girls. None of them had showered during the last three days and they could smell themselves..... their hair was oily and stringy and they felt demoralized... The van pulled down the long road leading to the gate of the George W Bush State Correctional Facility for women. It was late afternoon and there was a lump in each of their throats. Word spread throughout the exercise yard that the new fish were arriving and there was a great rush to the chain length fence as the van slowly pulled in.... The women; mostly Black pushed against the fence to see the unlucky creatures emerge from the back door. A large muscular Black woman slowly walked towards the fence... the gathered inmates quickly made room. She was near the door leading to the induction room...... The door of the van was pulled open and a stern Black guard looked in at the frightened women. Even Tasha felt the wave of terror careen about in the small van..... The first night was the longest..... and she felt sorry for the two White girls. They would suffer the greatest indignities.... nothing in their pampered lives had prepared them for the next twenty four hours.... Each of the women were roughly pulled out of the van. Their hands were still firmly attached to the leather waist band; their ankles still encased in the silver chain of the ankle chains. When all four had been pulled from the van they were ordered to walk the last hundred yards to the induction building. As they started the first catcalls emerged from the gathered throng.... the cruel references to the ordeals that awaited them were unnerving to the frightened women.... "Hey White cheeks.... your ass will be mine....." an ugly scar faced Black inmate screamed directly into Miranda's face. Miranda did not look but stared directly ahead..... the young White girl named Susan was noticeably shaking... the terror was nearly incapacitating to the four young women. At long last the four had covered the one hundred yards and stood silently in front of the door leading into the induction room. Miranda was impatient.... she wanted to escape; even if temporarily the lurking eyes... and the unkind comments... However.... it was not to be. The four young women were subjected to minute after minute of verbal abuse until..... there was a deadening silence that overtook the compound. It was Erie... the suddenness..... and the calm still that sort of floated over the entire area. Miranda finally looked to her right and seen the Black faces part.... allowing a large muscular Black woman to slowly walk forward. She had large firm breasts and her blue work shirt was pulled from her waist and tied in a knot below her unhaltered breasts. She had intense dark eyes that seemed to burn through anything that she focused her glare on.... "Miss Elie" slowly sauntered forward... the inmates quickly making a path... When she was at the fence she looked directly into Miranda's eyes..... Slowly she parted her thick lips and let her long pointed tongue slip out and coat the red coated lips.... As the two stared at each other Miss Elie finally spoke....."Maybe you and me can go out on a date tonight.. if you are not busy....." The simple statement brought a soft roar from the several hundred gathered inmates.... Miranda merely stared blankly into the uncaring and glaring faces... A loud clank signaled the opening of the door to the induction center and Miranda quickly turned and sauntered along with the other young women.... Once inside the large door slammed shut.... the significance of which finally sunk in Miranda's clouded mind. The large Black man who escorted the women stepped in front and in a booming voice informed the women of their current situation. "My name is Sgt. Merrick...... remember my name. From this point on you will address me as Sgt. Merrick... I am your only friend in this shit hole.... You will be given a full body search; a shower; and then be incorporated into the general populace....You best be minding me...." the orders were stern. There was no question among the four women who was now in compete control. They were truly in a prison..... Miranda was second in line. She watched a female CO (Correction Officer) unlock each of the locks on her wrists and ankles. She moved like a robot.... each of the women rubbed their raw and bruised wrists and ankles. "Strip......" was Sgt. Merrick's stern and direct order. Self consciously Miranda and the other women slowly unzipped their orange jump suits and let them fall to the floor. Miranda could feel Sgt. Merrick's dark eyes explore her tight body as she reached around to unclasp her bra... She looked up as the bra slipped from her small breasts... Sgt. Merrick's eyes were sparkling as the tender little buttons became visible... Miranda tried to put the eyes out of her mind as she pulled her pretty lace panties down her legs.... She did not look at the large Black man but merely returned to an upright position and looked directly ahead... Susan; the petite little blonde was the first in line. She had stripped everything but her black panties.... She was trembling. Miranda could not tell from her shivering and shaking if it was from fear.... from the drug withdrawal..... or?? As the four young women stood silently looking forward Sgt. Merrick walked in front of Susan. He towered over the small blonde.... A smile crept over his face as he saw the frightened girl start to shake.... He reached out his large Black hand and covered her naked breast.. he squeezed gently and felt her tremble even more.... "Inmate.... you are going to have a hard time... It looks like you need a little fix to relieve that gnawing deep down in your little tummy... Do you want ole Sgt. Merrick to get you a little fix....?" The petite blonde looked anxiously into his face... she was too frightened to speak.. "All you have to do is tell me that I'm now your little sugar daddy... How about it Inmate? Do you want ole Sgt. Merrick to take care of all your needs?" Susan tried to speak... but her parched throat and overwhelming fear prevented any sound to squeak out. Sgt. Merrick was amused at her trembling young body... He reasoned that she would be easy.. He felt a tightness in his long Black cock.... "Take those panties off Inmate... I'm going to have to check those sweet little holes of yours... we wouldn't want any of those bad drugs to enter our little bit of heaven would we Inmate?" Susan's trembling body nearly collapsed. Her delicate fingers finally reached the hem of her panties and slowly pulled the pretty black panties off her hips. Miranda noticed something...... as the black lace slid from her tight little buns the tattoo became visible.... Miranda's tired mind read the inscription within the red circle......"Property of the Street Man"......... Miranda's mind wandered... she did not know the significance. Sgt. Merrick pulled Susan forward to an exam Gurney and pushed her forward..... It was at this point that he seen the clear and distinct tattoo. His laughter filled the antiseptic room..... "Well sweet cheeks... it looks like you know something about a Black Master don't you?" he questioned. The petite blonde started sobbing.... Sgt. Merrick felt the tight little tattooed ass cheek. He rubbed his hand over the painted surface. He held out his right hand and another CO pulled on a rubber latex glove... Holding out his index finger the CO squeezed a dab of K-Y jelly.... The small blonde continued to shiver as Sgt. Merrick grabbed her left knee and pulled it up on the hospital Gurney.... When he had accomplished the simple task he inserted his finger between her tight little ass cheeks. The small girl shuddered at the insertion and grabbed the edge of the Gurney. "I asked you a question little girl..... Were you owned by a Black master on the outside..?" Susan finally found her voice..... "Street Man was my master... " Sgt. Merrick allowed his finger to slowly saw in and out of the tight little chute... He enjoyed the squirming little blonde... But he had the next ten years to enjoy her tight little body... He finished his simple example of who was in charge and allowed the small girl to slowly pad over to the wall. She stood shaking with her small hands trying to cover her breasts and shaven pussy.... Miranda.... beautiful Miranda stood silently..... Sgt. Merrick allowed a clean glove to be pulled over his large Black hand; a small amount of lubricant was applied on his index finger. Walking over he stood towering over Miranda's petite frame.. Looking down at the trembling beauty he softly spoke... Use your fingers.... open that hair covered little slit for me... With trembling fingers she held herself open as the cold lubricant rubbed the top of her sex... It found the hiding little sex organ and very gently... very softly he stroked her sex.... She quivered but dared not move. It took only a few moments for her clit to harden... The gentleness of the finger was surprising... Miranda closed her eyes.... Holding her two lips wide she accepted the first sexual contact for nearly three months... She struggled with her emotions... but finally she felt herself start to respond... The finger... the finger was causing her intense pleasure in this barren place.... She subtly brought her legs together to tighten the finger against her now protruding oily clit. A soft moan escaped her lips...... Sgt. Merrick's other hand found Miranda's firm breasts.. He teased the nipple.... it quickly hardened. Miranda closed her eyes... the pleasure... the deep pleasure being produced by the finger.... Miranda opened her eyes and looked at the large Black hand completely covering her tight little breast... the contrast caused her to leak lubricant in the pleasure producing hand.... Miranda's orgasm came swiftly.... The months of absentince finally caught up..... Miranda did not allow herself the verbal release but she held the intense pleasure inside as she tighten her thighs around the finger... it was captive to her tight thighs.... Sgt. Merrick smiled at the quick orgasm he brought the young pretty blonde vixen. She like the young junkie would soon be treated to more pleasures..... As Miranda's climax subsided Sgt. Merrick pulled his finger from her tight little pussy... He looked deeply into her eyes.... and smiled. The Black girl and Latina girl were given similar treatment. Only Tasha had known what to expect and gave herself freely to the familiar finger of Sgt. Merrick... His white teeth shone brightly as he recalled the young tight body of the Black prostitute. She had many memories of his long thick Black cock that she would only be too pleased to share with the other three girls. After the examination the four young women continued their journey down the long hallway........ *************************************************************** If you would like to read more of Arc Light's excellent stories then please visit the Arc Light Archive at: www.voicenet.com/~cgstorys/cgstorys.html Enjoy!!! *************************************************************** If you enjoyed this story then please email me and I will pass on appropriate comments to the author. If you have any suggestions for a story then please email. CGStories@AOL.COM ***************************************************************