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A Left Turn at Albuquerque Continued – Part 06

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By Hunter Perez

After Holmgren introduced me to Quinn, I saw neither of them for several weeks. I have no idea what became of Holmgren, but I heard a few uncomplimentary things about Quinn. The first complaints came from Charleson, who somehow got into an argument with Quinn over the merits of Emily Brontë’s “Wuthering Heights,” which Charleson adored and Quinn loathed – and to make matters worse, Quinn insulted Charleson’s character based on his taste in literature.

“He had the audacity to question my intelligence and the type of home I was raised in,” Charleson fumed in confidence to me one afternoon. “Just because I wasn’t college educated like him doesn’t mean I can’t appreciate fine writing.”

More concerns about Quinn arose at the rock quarry when O’Dwyer started quizzing me about Quinn.

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Adam Faust has Derek da Silva tied up hard

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The Mechanic story is reaching its climax, but you know that can’t happen until sadistic muscle man Adam has made his captive submit entirely. But making that throbbing and thick fuck meat sling that hot oil! He pounds the bound and swinging piece of meat aggressively, grabbing his nuts and twisting, tugging, pulling his gonads. Derek’s cock is still so hard, so desperate for release, even the pain and humiliation inflicted can’t stop his fat erection from spewing that warm milk!

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Adam Faust has Derek da Silva tied up hard

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Adam Faust has Derek da Silva tied up hard

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Luka truly is a model slave, lying flat on his stomach, chained to the rack, as his master, Nicholas Greystone, flogs his ass and back mercilessly. Nicholas stretches the captive taut then really puts his muscle behind the flogging, wrapping the whip around Luka’s ribs and ass, leaving nasty welts all over his body. With his creamy skin and luscious body, Luka is the perfect stud to torture, so young and lean, smooth and fresh, his moans like music. Nicholas stretches him tight and leaves him to suffer alone for hours.

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A Left Turn at Albuquerque Continued – Part 05

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By Hunter Perez

I never considered myself to be a jealous person, but after my meeting with Holmgren I was deeply envious of his encounter with Quinn, that adventure-seeking magazine writer he met at the schoolhouse. I was unable to fall asleep because I became consumed with resentfulness over Holmgren’s newfound happiness and the possibility that he might find himself in a romantic relationship.

“Why is he able to go out and about and meet people while I have stay locked in a cage?” I thought to myself. “He knows I don’t belong in here, but he’s keeping me here. He’ll probably keep me here for the rest of my life. He’ll probably quit one day and go off somewhere with his new boyfriend and I’ll be stuck behind bars until I die.”

My unhappiness forced me up, which was just as well because Zeb began snoring at an intolerable level. I sat at the foot of bed, sometimes glancing out of the cell door with the hope that Patterson would come chugging by for a quick chat. By mostly I stared at the floor, slowly asphyxiating myself with self-pity.

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A Left Turn at Albuquerque Continued – Part 04

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The rock quarry duties would last until mid-afternoon, at which point we would be brought back to our cells. Zeb would crash into a deep, tumult-free sleep, and I would be able to get some placid snoozing in – unlike the nights with Zeb’s snoring and thrashing keeping me up. One afternoon, shortly after we fell asleep, there was tapping at the cell door – it was Private Charleson, informing me that Holmgren wanted to see me in his office. I reluctantly got out of bed and walked out of the cell into the corridor, turning my back to Charleson and putting my hands behind my back. Charleson locked the cell and was about 15 paces down when he realized I was still standing at the cell door.

“What are you doing?” he asked as he walked back.

“I thought I was going to be handcuffed,” I said, still groggy from being awakened. “Whenever Sergeant Patterson would take me to see the lieutenant, he would always handcuff me.”

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