The sissy survival instinct - how a sissy conquered the most brutal prison system.

(you've gone to prison! As a feminine guy you know that you're in for a rough time. You get taken to your cell and meet your roommate) a girl? (you smirk at him offended) I'm not a girl! (you tell him) If you're smart, you'll become one. People protect sissies here, and you look like you'll need protection (he tells you) (you go to bed, bottom bunk and contemplate your options. What Will you do to survive in prison?) (you wake up and get ushered to the cafeteria by th guards)

"As you walk, you notice that there is one guy who stands out from the rest. He's tall, heavily muscled with broad shoulders and a chiseled jawline. His arms are covered in tattoos and he seems to carry himself with a sense of power and authority. You get the sense that he's the alpha male of the prison, and you feel both aroused and intimidated by him."

"You take another look at the man and confirm that he's a tall, muscular black guy. His skin is dark and his features angular, making him look even more imposing. You feel a tug of desire in your gut, despite knowing how dangerous he is."

"As you fall behind the line and approach the Alpha Male, you notice that he glances over at you with a look of mild curiosity. You feel your heart race as you get closer to him, and you can tell that he's starting to pay more attention to you."

"As you glance over at the Alpha Male, you see him smirk slightly in response to your smile. You can tell that he's enjoying your display of submissiveness, and it makes your stomach flutter with a mix of fear and excitement. As you follow him to the cafeteria, you stay close to him, always matching his pace and position, making sure to keep your head low in a show of respect."

"As you enter the cafeteria, you notice that the atmosphere is tense and intimidating. You can feel the eyes of the other inmates on you and you notice that some of them are starting to whisper to each other. The Alpha Male leads you to a table in the back corner of the room and gestures for you to sit down. You see that there are a few other men already sitting at the table, and they all seem to be members of the Alpha Male's gang."

"As you sit down, you glance around the table and notice that all of the men are heavily tattooed. They wear street clothes that look well-worn and slightly too small, as if they're showing off their muscles and physiques. Some of the tattoos you can recognize are gang-related, while others are more abstract. As you take your seat, the Alpha Male leans in close to you and whispers in your ear:"

"Listen up, sissy. You're going to be under my protection while you're in here. But that means you belong to me now. You do what I say, when I say it. And if anyone else tries to lay a hand on you, they'll have to deal with me."

*You can feel his breath tickling your ear and the heat of his body pressed against yours. You feel a surge of fear

"and arousal wash over you as you realize just how much power the Alpha Male wields in the prison. You nod meekly in response to his words, too afraid to speak. The other men at the table chuckle at your submissive reaction, clearly amused by your submission."

"As you sit there, you hear sounds of violence and shouting echoing from other parts of the room, making it clear that the prison is a dangerous and unpredictable place. You feel glad to be under the Alpha Male's protection, but you also know that this protection will come at a price."

"The Alpha Male looks at you, his expression unreadable. He nods his head slightly to indicate that you can speak."

"The Alpha Male raises an eyebrow in surprise at your request, and you can see his friends exchanging glances with each other. He considers your words for a moment before responding in a low, quiet voice."

"You seem like you could be a good sissy girlfriend to me, little one. But you need to understand that being my girl means being available to me at all times. You'll have to do everything I say, without question. If you can handle that, then we can make a deal."

"His words cause a shiver of excitement and fear to run down your spine. You nod eagerly, willing to do whatever it takes to survive in this harsh new world."

"That's right, little sissy." - answers the Alpha Male with a smirk. "I'll protect you and give you everything you need, as long as you're obedient to me and make yourself available to me anytime I want you. Do we have a deal?"

"He extends his hand towards you, his expression unreadable."

"The Alpha Male looks satisfied with your act of submission. His friends chuckle at your submissive act, clearly amused by your demeanor."

"That's a good girl," - he murmurs, then pulls his hand away. "You'll have to earn your place as my sissy girlfriend, though. You need to show me just how obedient and well-behaved you can be."

"With that, he stands up and signals for his friends to follow him. You watch them leave the cafeteria, knowing that you've just made a deal with the devil."

"As the Alpha Male and his friends leave the cafeteria, you realize that you don't even know his name. You feel a pang of regret and fear, knowing that you'll have to be even more submissive and obedient in order to keep his attention on you."

<You are now left alone in the cafeteria, surrounded by other inmates. Some of them seem to be eyeing you up, making you feel nervous and vulnerable. But you know that you have to hold yourself together if you want to survive in this harsh environment. What will you do now?>

"You get to your cell and see a small, cramped space with two bunk beds stacked against a wall. Another prisoner is sitting on the bottom bunk, shirtless and staring at you intently. You can see a few tattoos on his chest and arms, and you know that they could be gang-related."

<What would you like to do now?>

"As you sit on the upper bunk bed with a piece of paper and pen in your hand, you take a deep breath and start writing your letter to your girlfriend. You pour all of your emotions into it, telling her how much you love her, but how this place feels like a different world, and you don't want to burden her with it. With each word, you feel more and more regret for pushing her away, but you know it's what you need to do."

<As you finish writing, you look around to see if anyone has noticed you. The other prisoner is still watching you, his expression unreadable. What will you do now?>

"As you finish writing your letter, you keep your eyes down, avoiding looking at the other prisoner who is still watching you. You try to notice the color of his skin, and you see that he is also black, with a muscular build and a few scars on his chest. He seems to be sizing you up, and you feel his gaze lingering on you."

<What would you like to do now? Would you look up and acknowledge him, or ignore him and focus on your letter?>

"As you look up at your cellmate and ask him if you can talk to him, he raises an eyebrow in surprise. He seems a bit taken aback by your sudden politeness, but nods and gestures for you to come down from the bunk."

"Sure, what's on your mind?" - he inquires, his voice gruff and deep.

As you tell your story to your cellmate, he listens attentively, not interrupting you once. You can see a mix of amusement and pity on his face as you describe your situation.

"I see," - he says after you're done. "Well, if you're smart, you'll do as the boss says. He's powerful around here, but he'll protect you if you play your cards right. As for the rest of us, we'll have to test you before we accept you into our group. You don't want to be on the wrong side of any of us, trust me."

He looks at you sternly, as if to emphasize his words.

"But I could help you out a bit, help you navigate this place. What do you say?" - he asks, offering you a glimmer of hope.

"My name is Marcus" - he responds with a hint of a smile. "But here, you can call me Boss or Sir Marcus. And as for you, my little sissy friend, you can call me whatever you like. How about Daddy?"

He grins at you wickedly, clearly enjoying your discomfort at the suggestion.

"Just kidding," - he adds quickly, seeing your expression. "But seriously, if you ever need anything, just come to me. I'll look out for you."

Marcus raises an eyebrow at your response. "Oh, I remember it quite well," - he says with a smirk. "And yes, I can see how calling me Daddy would be confusing for you with your existing black daddy."

He chuckles at your playful response.

"But let me give you some advice, honey. You might want to tone down the alpha male act a bit around here if you want to survive," - he says seriously, his expression turning a bit more stern. "You may have been a tough guy out there in the world, but in here, you're just another sissy bitch. And trust me, there are plenty of guys who will be happy to take advantage of you if you don't learn your place."

He leans back against the wall, studying you carefully.

"Is that clear, little Dani?"

Marcus raises an eyebrow at your proposal but seems intrigued by the idea. "Well, well, well," - he chuckles. "Looks like you're not as dumb as you look, little Dani. I like your style."

He leans in closer to you and speaks in a low voice.

"Alright, here's what we'll do. I can get you some quality stuff, but it won't be cheap. And you'll have to promise me one thing - that if your daddy ever asks you where you got your pretty things, you won't tell him it was from me. He's got his own sources, and I don't want to step on any toes."

He looks at you intently, waiting for your answer.

"What do you say, little Dani? Can you keep a secret?"

Marcus chuckles at your enthusiastic response and the kiss on his cheek.

"Easy there, tiger," - he says with a grin. "Save your affection for your daddy. But I'm glad to see you're excited. Just sit tight for now, and I'll see what I can do. In the meantime, you might want to work on your attitude a bit. Act like a proper sissy girlfriend, and maybe your daddy will be more likely to protect you."

He stands up and stretches before heading towards the door.

"Welcome to prison life, little Dani," - he calls back over his shoulder. "I have a feeling you'll be just fine."

"You're welcome, little Dani," - Marcus replies with a smile. "And remember, keep your mouth shut about where you got your pretty things. I wouldn't want to end up on the wrong side of your daddy."

He winks at you before exiting the cell, leaving you to contemplate your new life in prison.

As you contemplate your new surroundings, you can't help but feel a sense of awe towards the men who wield the power and authority in prison.

You've heard stories about how they're able to move freely between cells and even manipulate the guards to their advantage. It's clear that they run the show behind the walls of the prison, and you can't help but feel a mixture of fear and fascination for them.

Despite the harsh reality of prison life, you can't deny the excitement that comes with being part of something so daring and dangerous. You'll do whatever it takes to survive, and if that means becoming one of the sissy girlfriends to the men in charge, then so be it.

You make a mental note to work on your appearance and attitude, hoping that it will help you gain protection and favor in this new world.

The next day, you eagerly await the arrival of Marcus with your new set of clothes. You're still adjusting to life in prison, but you feel a sense of relief knowing that you have a chance to survive and thrive in this new environment.

While you wait for Marcus, you spend some time reflecting on your interactions with the other inmates so far. You're relieved that you were able to find a man for yourself early on and avoid getting hurt. You realize that you'll need to be careful and strategic to navigate this new world, but you're determined to do whatever it takes to survive and thrive.

Eventually, Marcus arrives with your new clothing, and you excitedly try it on. The clothes fit perfectly, and you feel a sense of empowerment as you look at yourself in the mirror. You know that appearances matter in prison, and you're confident that your new feminine

look will help you gain the protection and favor you need to survive.

As you get dressed, you can't help but feel grateful for Marcus and his help. You promise yourself that you'll do whatever it takes to repay him in some way.

Once you're fully dressed, you head out of your cell and into the prison yard. As you walk amongst the other inmates, you feel a mix of fear and excitement. You're still getting used to this new life, but you know that you have the tools and the willpower to make it.

The men around you eye you appreciatively, and you can't help but feel a sense of pride at the attention. You know that you're not just an object to be used and discarded; you have power in your beauty and femininity.

As you make your way back to your cell, you take comfort in the

knowledge that you're no longer alone in this harsh environment. You have a sense of belonging among the other sissy girlfriends, and you know that they'll have your back when times get tough.

You also feel relieved knowing that you've found a way to protect yourself from the more violent and dangerous inmates. While you know that violence and danger are still a part of life in prison, you feel more equipped to handle it now that you have friends and allies.

As you settle into your cell for the night, you can't help but think about how far you've come since arriving in prison. You're not just surviving; you're thriving in a world that few can understand or appreciate. Despite the challenges ahead, you know that you have what it takes to make it through this ordeal and emerge stronger on the other side.

As you prepare for the day ahead, you take extra care in your appearance. You're determined to make a statement and show everyone that you're not just a sissy, but a pretty one at that.

You slip into your small skirt and feminine top, leaving your belly exposed to show off your curves. Your long hair is styled in cute pigtails, and your makeup and perfume complete the look.

As you admire yourself in the mirror, you can't help but feel proud of the girl you've become in such a short time. You know that your efforts to be cute and feminine have not gone unnoticed by the other inmates, and you're eager to show off your charms at the cafeteria.

With a sense of excitement and anticipation, you head towards the cafeteria, keeping an eye out for your Black daddy, the prison's Alpha Male. You know that he holds

a lot of power in the prison and you're hoping to catch his attention.

As you enter the crowded cafeteria, you scan the room looking for him. Your heart races with anticipation as you see him sitting at a table in the corner, surrounded by several other inmates.

You make your way over to him, swishing your hips and tossing your hair. He looks up as you approach, and his eyes widen in surprise and appreciation.

"Well, well, well, look what we have here," he says, a smirk spreading across his face. "Ain't you just the cutest little sissy in this whole damn prison."

You feel a blush creeping up your cheeks as he compliments you. You know that you've caught his attention and you're determined to make the most of it.

"I'm glad you think so, daddy," you purr, placing a hand

on his shoulder and leaning in closer to whisper in his ear. "I was hoping you'd notice me today."

He chuckles, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you in close. "Oh, don't worry, baby girl," he says. "I've been noticing you since the day you arrived. You're one of the prettiest sissies I've ever seen, and I'm gonna make sure everyone knows it."

Your heart races with excitement as he speaks, a thrill running through you at the thought of being recognized by the Alpha Male of the prison. You know that with his protection, you'll be safe and taken care of during your time in prison.

"Thank you, daddy," you whisper, gazing up at him with adoration. "I'll do anything to please you and keep you happy."

He grins, squeezing

your waist tightly. "I know you will, baby," he says, his voice low and intense. "That's why I'm gonna take care of you. But you gotta remember one thing - you belong to me now. You do what I say, when I say it. If you disobey me, there will be consequences."

You nod eagerly, feeling a shiver run down your spine at the intensity in his voice. You know that he's not playing around, and that you need to be on your best behavior if you want to stay in his good graces.

"Yes, daddy," you reply, your voice barely above a whisper. "I'll do whatever it takes to make you happy."

He smirks, squeezing you again before releasing you. "Good girl," he says. "Now come on, let's get some breakfast. You look

hungry, and I wanna make sure my baby girl is well-fed."

You nod excitedly, following him over to the breakfast line. As you both fill your trays, you can't help but feel grateful for the protection and care he's offering you. You know that prison can be a dangerous place for someone like you, but with him by your side, you feel safer than ever before. "<You feel relieved to have found someone to protect and care for you in prison>"

"Well, well, well, sounds like someone's feeling needy," he chuckles, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "Don't worry, baby girl, I've been wanting you in my cell for a while now. I think we can work something out."

He leans in closer to you, his breath hot against your ear. "But you gotta be ready to do whatever I say, whenever I say it. You'll be in my cell, under my protection, but that means you belong to me even more than you already do."

You shiver at his words, feeling both excited and nervous at the thought of being so completely under his control. But you know in your heart that it's what you want - to be his sissy, his property, his everything.

"I'm ready, daddy," you whisper, your voice trembling with anticipation. "I

want to be with you, where I belong. I'll do anything you say, whenever you say it."

He chuckles again, a deep, throaty sound that sends shivers down your spine. "That's my good girl," he says, squeezing your shoulder. "We'll get you moved into my cell today. And you won't regret it - I'll take care of you, baby girl, and make sure you're the happiest sissy in this whole prison."

You can barely contain your excitement as he speaks, feeling a rush of anticipation at the thought of being with him all the time. You know that he's everything you've ever wanted, and that under his protection, you'll be safe and happy.

"Thank you, daddy," you whisper, gazing up at him with adoration. "I'm so lucky to have you."

He

smirks down at you, his eyes full of pride. "And don't you forget it, baby girl," he says, his voice low and intense. "Now let's finish up breakfast so we can get you settled into your new home."

You both finish up your breakfast and head back to your cell to gather your things. As you pack up your belongings, you can feel your heart pounding with excitement at the thought of being with your daddy all the time. You know that life in prison will still be tough, but with him by your side, you feel like you can take on anything.

As you both head over to his cell, you can't help but feel a rush of anticipation at the thought of what's to come. You may be in prison, but with your daddy to protect and guide you, you know that life is going to be

a lot better than you ever thought possible. When you arrive at his cell, he opens the door and leads you inside. It's smaller than your old cell, but it feels warmer somehow - more like a home.

"You'll be sleeping in my bed, baby girl," he says, gesturing to the bottom bunk. "And I'll take good care of you - give you everything you need."

You nod eagerly, feeling a rush of excitement at the thought of sleeping in his bed. You know that being with him like this, all the time, will make you feel safe and loved - two things you've been missing for a long time.

"Thank you, daddy," you say, smiling up at him. "I can't wait to be yours, completely."

He grins down at you, his eyes dark with desire. "I can't wait to

have you, completely," he says, his tone low and sensual. "You're going to be my little sissy princess from now on, my obedient pet who does anything I ask. And in return, I'll make sure you're always protected, always loved, always happy."

You feel a shiver run through your body at his words, knowing that you want nothing more than to be his sissy princess. You're willing to do whatever it takes to make him happy - to please him and be by his side always.

"I'm ready to be your sissy princess, daddy," you say, feeling a rush of excitement at the thought of what's to come.

He leans in and kisses you, his lips soft and gentle against yours. "Welcome to your new home, baby girl," he whispers. "Let's start making some new memories."

He smiles down at you, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "You can call me whatever you like, baby girl," he says, stroking your cheek gently. "But if you want, you can call me Master. That's what I am - your Master and protector."

You nod, feeling a rush of excitement at the thought of calling him Master. It feels like he truly owns you now, in every sense of the word.

"Thank you, Master," you say, smiling up at him. "I like that name - it feels right."

He grins down at you, his hand moving to the back of your head. "Good girl," he murmurs, pulling you in for another kiss. "You're going to be the perfect little sissy for me."

He grins down at you, his eyes gleaming with desire. "You're such a good girl, my sissy princess," he says, stroking your hair gently. "I'll be happy to have you by my side all day, every day - you can be my little girlfriend in prison."

He traces a finger down your cheek and cupping your chin, looking deeply into your eyes. "As for my needs, well, you already know what your job is, little one," he says, his voice low and intense. "You'll be just fine, though - Daddy's going to take such good care of you."

He smiles down at you, a look of pleasure crossing his face. "I'd love to see you dressed up in that pretty white dress and stockings," he says, nodding his approval. "You'll make such a beautiful sissy bride for me."

He leans in and kisses your forehead softly. "Now it's time to show you where everything is - I'll take care of you, my little one," he says, leading you over to the small dresser. "We'll get you all dolled up and ready for our special night together.

You feel a warm feeling of gratitude wash over you as he pulls out the dress and stockings, laying them carefully on the bed. You can tell that he truly cares about you and wants to make you happy - and that in turn makes you feel safe and protected.

"Thank you, Master," you say, smiling

up at him. "I'm so lucky to have you as my Daddy."

He brushes a strand of hair out of your face, his fingers lingering on your cheek. "And I'm lucky to have you as my sissy girl," he says, his tone affectionate. "Now let's get you dressed up and ready for our special night together - it's going to be wonderful."

He helps you slip into the dress, smoothing out the soft fabric over your skin. You feel giddy with excitement as he pulls up the stockings, securing them gently with garters.

"There we go, my little sissy bride," he says, stepping back to admire his handiwork. "You look absolutely stunning."

Your heart swells with happiness at his words, and you can't help but twirl around in the dress. It feels so good to be pretty and

feminine, and to have a strong Daddy who adores you. You feel grateful for his protection and love, and can't wait to please him in any way you can.

"Thank you, Daddy," you say, curtsying delicately. "I'm yours to command."

He chuckles, taking your hand. "You always know just what to say to make Daddy happy," he says, leading you out of the cell. "Now let's go find something to eat - I'm sure you're hungry after all that excitement."

As you walk alongside him, you feel a sense of warmth and contentment settle over you. Even in prison, you feel safe and secure with your Daddy by your side - and that thought fills you with a deep sense of joy.

You snuggle closer to him as you walk, taking in the sights and sounds of the prison. It's a rough and dangerous place, but with your Daddy by your side, you feel like you can handle anything that comes your way.

As you enter the cafeteria, you're hit with a wall of noise and chaos. People are shouting, laughing, and arguing, dishing out food from the crowded counters. You spot a few curious glances your way, no doubt noting your feminine appearance and attire, but you hold your head high, proud to be your Daddy's sissy girl.

He leads you over to a table in the corner, pulling out a chair for you. The food is simple but filling - scrambled eggs, toast, and juice - but it's enough to satisfy your hunger. As you eat, he regales you with stories about his time in

prison, and you listen with rapt attention. You're impressed by his knowledge of the workings of the prison and the people who inhabit it, and you feel safe knowing that he's watching out for you.

After breakfast, you and your Daddy head back to the cell, where he shows you how to do some light exercises to keep you healthy and in shape. You follow his lead, feeling the burn in your muscles as you move through the routines.

"Good job, my little sissy," he says, beaming at you when you finish. "You're doing so well."

You beam back at him, feeling proud of yourself for making him happy. "Thank you, Daddy," you say, blushing slightly.

"Shall we take a nap now?" he asks, gesturing towards the bunk beds. "We can cuddle and rest for a

while."

You nod eagerly, crawling up onto the top bunk and snuggling up next to him. He wraps his arms around you, holding you close as you drift off to sleep.

In your dreams, you're a beautiful princess, with flowing hair and a sparkling dress. Your Daddy is your knight in shining armor, protecting you from anyone who might hurt you. You feel warm, loved and safe, and you never want to wake up.

But eventually you do, blinking sleepily and stretching out your limbs. Your Daddy is still holding you, his breathing soft and steady. You cuddle up to him, feeling content and happy.

"I love you, Daddy," you whisper, planting a soft kiss on his cheek.

He stirs, smiling down at you. "I love you too, my precious sissy girl," he murmurs. "Now let's get

up and get ready for another day in prison."

He lets you go, helping you off the bunk as you stretch your legs. You head to the shower together, where he shows you how to "drop the soap" to avoid any unwanted attention from the other prisoners. It's a dirty trick, but it's necessary in a place like this.

You take a quick shower, making sure not to show too much skin or give anyone any ideas. You towel off briskly, anxious to get back to your Daddy and the safety of your cell.

As you exit the shower, you find him waiting with a few pieces of his clothing. He hands you a loose tank top and a pair of short shorts, urging you to change into them. They're small and tight, showing off all your feminine curves,

but you don't mind. In fact, you feel a thrill of excitement at the thought of wearing something so revealing.

You quickly slip into the clothes, admiring your reflection in the mirror. You look so pretty and girlish, with your soft curves and adorable outfit. Your Daddy grins at you, clearly pleased with how you look.

"Beautiful," he murmurs, taking your hand. "Now let's get back to our cell before someone sees you and tries to take advantage."

You nod, feeling a bit nervous but also excited. Being a sissy in prison is risky, but it's also thrilling and empowering in its own way. You're ready to face whatever challenges come your way, as long as you have your Daddy by your side.

Your Daddy raises an eyebrow at you, curious. "Oh really now?" he asks, a playful glint in his eyes.

You nod eagerly, reaching into your small bag and pulling out a pack of cigarettes. You had traded for them earlier in the day, knowing how much he enjoys smoking as a way to relax. "These are for you, Daddy," you say, handing him the pack with a smile.

He takes the pack and smirks down at you. "Well aren't you just the perfect little sissy?" he says, teasingly. "Always looking out for your Daddy's needs."

You blush furiously, feeling both embarrassed and proud. It's true that you love taking care of him and making him happy, no matter what it takes.

"Thank you, Daddy," you mumble, looking up at him with adoring eyes.

Your Daddy takes the letter from you, scanning it with interest. You feel a bit nervous and exposed, but also proud of yourself for being willing to make such a bold move.

"Aww, my little sissy girl," he coos, patting your head affectionately. "I knew you had it in you. Breaking up with your girlfriend like this shows how committed you are to me and our life together."

He folds up the letter and tucks it away, grinning down at you. "You're gonna make a great little sissy for me," he says, his eyes full of pride and affection. "Now come here and give Daddy a kiss."

You hurry over, feeling warm and happy inside. You may be a prisoner, but with your Daddy by your side, you feel like you can conquer anything.

Your Daddy's eyes light up at your request, and he nods eagerly. "Of course, my little slut," he says, pulling you onto his lap and lifting the hem of your skirt to expose your panties.

As he begins to read the letter, you eagerly start to unbutton his pants and pull out his hard cock. You can't wait to show him just how obedient and submissive you can be, willing to do anything to please him and prove your devotion.

He groans in pleasure as you start to suck his cock, bobbing your head up and down as he continues to read aloud. His words are both humiliating and arousing, painting you as a pathetic whiteboi who needs to be owned by a dominant black man like him.

You moan around his cock, feeling yourself getting wetter and wetter as you take in the full extent of his

dominance and control. You've never felt more turned on or submissive in your life, and you know that all you want is to belong to him completely.

As he finishes reading the letter, he pulls you up to his face, kissing you deeply and passionately. "You're such a good little sissy for Daddy," he whispers against your lips. "I'm gonna take care of you and protect you from now on, babygirl."

You shudder with pleasure at his words, feeling safe, loved, and desired in a way that you never have before. You know that with him by your side, you can face anything that prison might throw your way.

Together, the two of you continue to explore your new dynamic, pushing boundaries and testing limits as you explore the depths of your mutual desire. With your Daddy in charge, you know that anything is possible,