Dirk must suck cock or be tortured

Drake is breaking out the real tools now. With a stun baton in one hand and his throbbing cock ready for pleasure, the interrogator takes charge of his roped-up soldier! The Parrot’s Perch position puts Drake’s cock right in Dirk’s face, and the man can only submit and suck it, or be jolted by the baton. It’s been so long since he sucked a dick, back in the barracks days, but he knows he has to make that cock cum or face something even worse.

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Models: Drake Jaden and Dirk Caber

Title: Tied & Tormented – Part 7

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Rough dungeon sex with Jack Vidra and Cain Marko

While Cain Marko is restrained to a St Andrew’s Cross, Jack Vidra grabs his flogger and whips Cain’s backside. Cain takes it like a champ and gets turned on by Jack’s beat down, so Jack turns Cain around and starts sucking on his hard cock while playing with Cain’s balls. Jack releases his sub from the cross and bends him over to eat his scruffy hole. After tasting Cain’s hole, Jack slides his raw cock in the eager stud and fucks him deep and bareback. If his cock wasn’t enough, Jack works a series of increasing larger plugs and dildos into Cain’s hole, seeing just how much he can take. Now that Cain’s hole is stretched to the max, he stays bent over to receive Jack’s cock in his crack again. Cain takes a well-earned pounding from Jack, until Jack shoots a thick load that covers Cain’s spent hole.

Rough dungeon sex with Jack Vidra and Cain Marko

Cain Marko is restrained to a St Andrew's Cross

 

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Title: SUBMIT

Actors: Jack Vidra, Cain Marko

Rough dungeon sex with Jack Vidra and Cain Marko

The Prison Writer – Chapter 11

By Joshua Ryan

The gate was stuck in the wall like a black tooth.  “Cargo of eight,” we heard the driver say.  “Yeah.  OK.  Thanks.”  Soon there was the sound of an old motor reluctantly starting up, and half of the double gate swung back on its hinges.  The bus moved through and halted, blocked by another enormous gate.  The first gate closed behind us; we waited in the stone box between the gates, engine switched off.  Finally two men in gray were seen, walking around the bus and inspecting it.  Then the engine came on; the second gate opened; the bus crept into the prison.

What’s the first thing you see when you enter the walls of Maskawa?  You see crap.  You see a giant wall with razor wire attached to its top and a line of prison trucks parked at its foot —white bugs ganging in a basement.  You see a garage made out of an old Quonset hut.  You see delivery trucks — Philly’s Farms, Industrial Needs, Plastics Plus — backed into a loading dock.  Then you see a low brick building with glass blocks where windows used to be, and RECEPTION carved in stone over the door.  That’s where the bus stops and you have to get out.

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Blindfolded

Here’s another shoot from the men of Hot House. In “Blindfolded,” Skyy Knox and Johnny V make out passionately until Skyy takes control and throws Johnny in a sling with a blindfold on. Johnny hoists his legs in the straps with the help from Skyy giving him easy access to Johnny’s awaiting hole.

Finger, tongue, finger, tongue is the tease for this unknowing bottom. After a rigorous bow and rimjob, Skyy instantly shoves his thick tool deep inside Johnny. Moans and screams echo from Johnny as Skyy’s thrusts get faster and harder. Skyy wants more, so he rips Johnny from the sling and ball gags him before bending him over and slamming Johnny’s lossened fuck hole. Unable to see or speak, Johnny jacks and shoots thick ropes of hard earned cum. Skyy empties his balls all over Johnny’s face and chest and licks it off. Eventually, Johnny’s blindfold and gag are removed and the two share a sweaty, cummy kiss.

Models in this shoot: Johnny V, Skyy Knox

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The Prison Writer – Chapter 10

By Joshua Ryan

Something woke me.  It was the bus slowing down as it took an exit.  There was nothing around but trees.  Tall pine trees.  I knew we’d been going north, but I didn’t realize how far we’d got.  This was the fucking forest primeval.

“Where are we?” I asked.

Junior was awake and looking out the window.  He nodded toward something coming into view.  It was a sign with an arrow pointing to the left.

MASKAWA

Ferry 12 m.

“Maskawa,” I said.  “That name sounds familiar…”

“Worst prison in the state,” he muttered.  He didn’t say it like “I don’t give a fuck.”  He said it like, “fuck, this is bad.”

Then I remembered.  Dean said that too.  He said it was the toughest prison in the state.  When he said I wouldn’t be sent there.

“Maybe we’re not stopping there,” I said.  “Maybe they’re taking us someplace else.”

“Ain’t no other joint up here.  Maskawa’s the end of the line.”

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