Orange & Blacked: Day 3

By Anita Blackmann

She's back and the stakes and the action are higher and hotter than ever before! There are debts to be paid and her body is her only currency. On her third day in, she'll be given to five very big, black guards to do with whatever they want. It's a day she'll never forget!!!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Deadlier Than the Male Publications
• Release date: Jun 20, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370980253

Anita Blackmann

Anita Blackmann married young, fresh out of high school. It was obvious that neither of them was ready for marriage, and it ended within a couple of years.With stars in her eyes, she went to Hollywood next and acted for a while, mostly in small parts in independent films. She met and married a producer who introduced her into a world of wild parties and underground sex clubs. She came to fear for her health and sanity, and eventually walked away from him and his money.She leads a very different life now, and has decided to write of the world she she once knew as a way of empowerment.

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ORANGE & BLACKED: DAY 3

by Anita Blackmann

Copyright 2017 Anita Blackmann

Published by Deadlier Than the Male Publications

All characters in this story are 18 and over.

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Table of Contents

Excerpt

Orange & Blacked: Day 3

Day 3, Chapter 1

Day 3, Chapter 2

Day 3, Chapter 3

Day 3, Chapter 4

Bonus Material: Riding the D Train

About Anita Blackmann

Other books by Anita Blackmann

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Excerpt

Let's get at this shit, said a deep, booming voice. I couldn't see who it was but I could guess. It didn't matter, though, as the fingers were pulled from me and I was set on the ground, close to the bars of the cage we were in. They turned me to them and I grabbed hold, out of instinct. Their hands still poked and groped at me, tears started welling up in my eyes. There was a hand under my chin, pushing it upward. Come on, Snowflake, said a voice. Let's see a fucking smile. Two of them grabbed on the neckline of my tunic, one on each side, and pulled roughly, tearing it a bit as I screamed. All they did was laugh at me.

Jenkins pushed me from behind, pushed me right up against the bars with the full weight of his upper body as he fumbled with his belt. Yeah, Snowflake, he said, I'm getting you first.

I thought for sure that they were going to force me to my knees, first – have me suck their cocks – but it seemed they were there to keep me from getting away. I turned to bolt, they were there, shoving me back into place. Then I felt Jenkins' hardness being forced between my legs. Oh, fuck, he said. I can feel her cunt dripping all over my dick. She really wants it, don't she? Their laughs pushed me to the verge of embarrassment and tears.

It happened in a heartbeat. One moment, his cock bumped against my engorged, drenched lips, the next, he was shoving himself inside of me. I cried out in surprise. Amazingly, as wet as I was, he punched right inside of me, his thickness dragging right along my G-spot, the bumps of his knobby veins effectively massaging as they ran over it. Startled at the suddenness of it, I turned to look at him as he intently watched his own cock slide into me. UUUNNNGGGHHH!!! I moaned, his thickness stretching me. Fuck!

Orange & Blacked: Day 3

by Anita Blackmann

Day 3, Chapter 1

It's kind of hard to believe, looking back, how naive I was when I came to the prison. In my early twenties and in good shape, with long auburn hair and great skin. Like Maryann, from Gilligan's Island – wholesome as apple pie. Sure, I was a bit of a wild child but I never did anything deliberately mean, never meant to hurt anyone, I was just young and stupid. Like I said, naive. Hell, I had gone to junior college and had never been