My brother and I stood in our cells watching as the leather troopers dragged our Sir from his cell. He shuffled along at the end of the heavy leash they hooked to his collar. He was still locked in the steel bondage helmet so he had very little vision so shuffled slowly depending on the leash to guide him. They took him through the back door of the cells which appeared to be the one I saw them use that morning.
We shuffled over to the cots and sat down taking the pressure off of our necks and backs as the chains we wore forced us to stoop a little to take the pressure off of our bodies. We looked at each other and I asked him what should we do next. We really had no options available to us as we were both padlocked into heavy 5 point chains and locked in a jail cell.
Really no way to escape unless we could figure out a way to overpower the troopers and get the keys to our chains. We both looked at each other and discounted that option as the wrist shackles had short chains so we did not have much movement for our hands and arms so that seemed like a faint hope.
This guy isn’t as stupid as your run-of-the-mill criminal. He had to be cute on the outside, and in the bin he is no different. As such, despite his obvious arrogance he has managed to control himself and at the same time gained some privileges. He is too sensible to ever put himself in a situation where he is overpowered by the guards and stripped against his will. He also doesn’t want to be stripped where the other lags will take the piss out of his cock. So here he is having a cavity search in relative privacy.
As documented at Men In Chains, Mark Bind volunteered to be locked up for as long as viewers clicked to keep him imprisoned! These videos, added weekly, depict his daily bondage and imprisonment from last summer:
At StripSearchHell.com, judging by the state of blondie’s hole during the reception process, this crim needs a good scrub. It doesn’t matter how pretty his blue eyes are, a stinky hole is a stinky hole and this lad is quickly ushered in for a mandatory soaking. Naturally the water will be freezing cold and shooting from a power jet wash. They don’t want any dirt on his hairy asshole. Not when there is a prison full of sexually frustrated men just gagging for a fresh piece of ass to fuck.
Here’s an archived shoot from the Bound In Public site at KinkMen. Jeremy Stevens is locked up, beaten and gang fucked by armored prison guards.
In this epic Bound In Public episode, the cells are full of loud, horny prisoners and every officer is keeping watch. A new troublesome inmate, Jeremy Stevens, is brought in. Jeremy is told to remove his clothes and spread his legs for the strip search. The officers check his hairy hole for any contraband or weapons. Once he is cleared, the warden informs the officers that Jeremy is a “high-risk” offender and should be held in solitary confinement. Jeremy becomes enraged, stripping down to his underwear, tearing apart his cell and when the guards yell at him he throws his bucket of piss right in their faces. Immediately the officers put on their riot gear and prepare for cell extraction. Jeremy is wrestled down and made to suck cock, gasping for air from one cock to the next. Jeremy is fucked by one of his fellow inmates while the officers pin him down. Cocks are lined up the stairway as the guards each fuck the prisoner’s mouth all the way down his throat. The guards then take turns fucking his tight hole one more time before blowing their loads all over his face and muscled body.
Day 194. The day for James’ second pleasure session, and the last day of Riley’s stay.
James awoke to the all too familiar blaring alarm in eager anticipation.
In came through the cell door a slave and two handlers, no doubt Russell and Riley with his handler.
Riley was fully naked, and thrown onto James’ mattress as expected. The slaves were ordered to drink the protein shake breakfast together, and so they did, on all fours and side by side like pigs at a sty. Their teeth were brushed straight after.
What was not expected, however, was the proceedings of the pleasure session itself. Strangely, the slaves were left alone, both without restraints other than chastity, locked in the cell while their handlers left presumably for breakfast.
Regardless, they took the chance to play. They tousled with each other, with a hint of play-fighting – light slapping among a bit of wrestling.