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The Taming Of Mitchell Anick.

The following story will contain the use of Violence, Bad Language, and Gay Furry Sex. If you are not old enough to read such material or the material offends you in anyway then read on no further.

PART: 2.

Finally, after a two hour wait we are called back into the courtroom, again I am led into the box where I stand while the judge, a huge white Stallion, makes his way to his seat. Once he is in position everyone but me is asked to sit again, the Stallion looks at me and clears his throat.

"Mr Anick, you have by your own volition entered a plea of guilty to the charges of armed robbery, now the statute states that I could impose the maximum prison term of up to twenty years, In reality, the fact that you have never actually harmed anyone during your robberies has meant that the only real sentence that I can pass is that of eight years. But there are mitigating circumstances within this case, the fact that you rescued a serving police officer and in the process got severely injured, because of this I have decided to commute your sentence down to that of two years, with the chance of parole in fifteen months"

My legs go weak as I hear the sentence that is passed down to me, but I manage to remain standing, and then the judge continues.

"Hear this though Mr Anick, if you re-offend this time after your release from prison, you will be locked up for the full term of eight years, with no chance of parole. While you are in prison I hope that you will take the time to think about the life of crime, your assets will also be taken and sold to pay back some of the money that you have stolen over the years"

The judge's gavel hits the top of his desk as he dismisses the court.

"Bailiff, take the prisoner down to the cells"

A burly bull dressed in a bailiff's uniform roughly grabs hold of my arm and leads me away to the holding cells where I will await transport to the local prison.

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It has now been three days since my court appearance, and I am now being led to my new home for the next fifteen months to two years, a small cell no more than eight feet by ten feet in size, three square meals of gruel a day, no visitors as I have no one who would want to visit me, just me and my thoughts.

I'm suddenly thrown into a cell that already has an inmate in it, and now my life has managed to find an all new low to sink to as the other guy is a huge American Pit-bull. The instant that the cell door is locked, the huge guy approaches and I can already tell that he hates me; he is just a body of muscles, all of them rippling.

With a swipe of his meaty arm he pins me against the cell wall and begins to growl loudly.

"Get this right fuck boy, this is my cell so what I say goes, got it?"

I try to nod my head a little fearing that if I don't make any effort to respond that he will rip me a new hole, the guys then continues.

"No one comes down this way except to take us out to the yard or to bring fresh meat, or to feed us, and since I have already been fed and had my time in the yard, that means that your ass is mine, now drop those prison issue pants and get down on all fours, I'm going to show you who the alpha male is in this cell"

Great, here just five minutes and I'm already somebody's bitch. Not wanting to antagonise the guy any further I comply with his order, as soon as my hand paws hit the concrete floor he mounts me hard, tears form in my eyes as my rear is brutally stretched by the herculean guy, I let out a loud scream as he thrusts his meaty cock into my tailhole.

Suddenly the guy falls from my back and lands on his back on the floor out cold, shaking furiously I turn my head to the side and I see that Detective Smith is standing there with his night stick in his paws and a look of sorrow on his muzzle.

He offers me his paw to help me back to my feet.

"Take it steady Manick, I'm gonna get you to the medical wing, you have quite a lot of blood coming from your tailhole"

I slowly stand and Mace takes my arm and wraps it around his neck to help support me, he then leads me from the cell, stopping only to speak to the guard.

"Lock that piece of shit up, and when Mr Anick has had his injuries seen to, you will put him in his own cell, if this is not done, then you will have me to contend with and let me tell ya, unlike the state system, I don't take fucking prisoners"

I'm led to the medical wing where my injuries are assessed by the prison doctor. Once my injuries have been checked, the doctor asks Detective Smith to join us.

"Ok I have stemmed the bleeding with the use of butterfly stitches, the prisoner has a rupture. He will be ok to go back to his cell, but he will be put on med watch so he will be checked every hour"

Mace replies to the doctor.

"I know that this is a little unorthodox but I was wondering if I could take the prisoner to one of the interview rooms first, I still have a few more questions that need answers"

The doctor looks at me and then back to the Detective, and then nods.

"Ok Detective, I will allow it, but at the first sign of any trouble with his injury, I want you to bring him straight back here"

Mace nods and then gently takes my arm and leads me off towards the interview rooms. When we are out of earshot of the doctor I turn to face Mace.

"Detective, I have told you everything about my li....."

The Detective quickly hushes me up.

"I don't have any questions that need answers; I just need to talk to you for a little while, so just play along ok?"

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Mace opens the door to one of the interview rooms and allows me to enter, he then follows and closes the door. I walk over to the desk that is set in the middle of the room and slowly and gently sit in the seat, as I sit I wince a little as the soreness from my injury kicks in, Mace sits opposite me and then speaks.

"Manick, I know that you haven't yet set up any visitation rights due to the fact that you have no one to visit, well I would like to change that, if you will allow me to I would like to regularly visit you, at least that way you won't be truly alone"

I look at the Detective with a confused look on my face.

"Detective Smith, why would you want to pay regular visits to a convict like me? I mean aren't the authorities going to ask questions when they find out that you are a regular visitor?"

Mace gently lays his paw on top of mine and continues.

"Mitchell, first of all my name is Mace so let's drop the formal bit ok, secondly you saved my life and now I want to help you get back onto the right path. I have spoken with the judge and told him of my desire to work with you and he has agreed all be it with lots of arm twisting. He has also told me that as long as you keep your nose clean in here the fifteen month parole will be pretty much assured"

I gently nod and reply.

"After today, I have no desire to stay in this place any longer than I have to, the only thing is in fifteen months when I get released, I won't have any place to live or any job to go to"

Mace squeezes my paw gently.

"Mitchell, let's just take it one day at a time, believe me, by the time you are ready for release you will have a job and as for a place to live, well.... let me just say that I will work on that, now I will lead you back to the cells and see if they have managed to find you your own cell"

Mace removes his paw from mine and we both slowly stand from our seats and head towards the door. Mace leads me back to the cells and then finds one of the guards.

"Has Mr Anick been given his own cell as I requested?"

The guard, a rather large Grizzly Bear, gives his answer.

"Unfortunately, there are no empty cells, but I know what went on with the pit bull earlier so I have managed to get Mr Anick a new bunk mate, now this guy is a Doberman, but he has been here for close on ten years now so he knows the ropes, even though he is in here for murder, since he has been here we have had absolutely no trouble from him, in fact when we have put a new inmate in with him, he has actually helped the newbie by protecting them and even mentoring them"

Mace looks at me and then back to the guard. I give a gentle nod and Mace continues.

"Ok put Mr Anick with the Doberman but I warn you, Mr Anick has quite a severe injury so if I see anymore marks on him on my next visit, or I hear that he has been attacked again, I will come down here like a fuckin' express train, and you will be the one that I will railroad, do I make myself clear?"

The bear gently takes hold of my arm and starts to lead me to my new cell, as I'm led away Mace calls back to me.

"I will see you same time next week Manick, so stay strong and remember, you have a friend"

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I'm led to a cell which houses the Doberman, the guy is leaning against the rear cell wall as the door is unlocked the guard then calls to the Doberman.

"Yo Rick, I got a newbie for ya"

The Doberman walks towards the door and then stops, the guard continues.

"He has already had the Jonas welcome, the bastard tore him up pretty bad, so I want you to look after him"

The bear lets go of my arm and I step inside the cell, my legs begin to shake as I get my first real look at my new bunk mate, a true Doberman, muscles everywhere all of them bulging and threatening to rip open his prison issue clothing. The guard locks the door and then speaks again.

"Ok Rick, the doc will be coming by every hour or so as Mr Anick has been placed on med watch while his injuries heal"

The Doberman just nods gently and the guard heads away from the cell, with the guard gone the Doberman approaches me and holds out his paw and speaks.

"So Mr Anick, you had an audience with Jonas huh? You poor bastard, well I'm Richard Lynch, but everyone just calls me Rick, and don't you worry about anything now, no one will come anywhere near you now, if they do, they get themselves a ticket to the infirmary courtesy of Rick Airways"

I let out a slight chuckle as I begin to feel a little easier around the Doberman, I then take his offered paw in my own and introduce myself.

"Mitchell Anick, though everyone usually uses my nickname of Manick, and it's nice to finally meet a friendly inmate"

The Dobbie gives me a good look over and continues.

"So, Manick, Jonas tried to rip you a new hole is that right? Well I think the doc will be getting a new patient. By the way, when we go out on the yard you will get some hard looks so just stay close to me; I will show you the ropes and once the other guys know that you are my bunk mate, you won't get any more trouble"

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After a couple of hours of getting to know the Doberman the bell sounds to announce exercise time. The guard comes and unlocks our cell door, the Dobie wraps an arm around my neck and leads me out to the exercise yard, as we hit the yard we can hear all the hushed and whispered voices of the other inmates, I catch what one of them says.

"Well guys, there goes our fun, they have bunked the newbie up with Rick"

Rick and I continue to walk across the exercise yard and head towards a guy that I really didn't want to face, Jonas. As we approach Rick grabs hold of Jonas by the shirt collar and throws him against the wall.

"Jonas, you have been a bad boy, you tried to give my new bunk mate a new tailhole, not a nice thing to do, especially to a cutie like him, now tell him that you are sorry, and I won't have to kick the living shit out of ya"

Jonas replies with a strained voice.

"But boss, I didn't realise that he was fresh meat, honest boss"

Rick begins to bare his teeth.

"Don't fuckin' lie to me, now apologise or you will be finding yourself a bed on the medical wing"

With the threat of a beating from Rick hanging over his head, Jonas looked at me and in hushed tones apologised to me for hurting me, as soon as that was done, Rick dropped Jonas to the floor and we both walked away from the downed Pit Bull.