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Jeremy Stevens is locked up, beaten and gang fucked by armored prison guards

Jeremy Stevens is locked up, beaten and gang fucked by armored prison guards

In this video from KINK MEN, 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” sex 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.

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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.

Jeremy Stevens is locked up, beaten and gang fucked by armored prison guards

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Either this lad is genuinely remorseful for his crime, or he is acting as pure as the driven snow just to get parole and a tag. Guess which one the screws think? If you’re done for affray there will always be suspicion you’re on the brink of acting up and the prison officers don’t want this tattooed big-head drawing out a sharpened tooth brush handle during a disturbance.

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Gay prison porn: Max Cameron vs Officer Trenton Ducati

In this video from Bound Gods, Max Cameron has one day left in prison before going on parole, and Officer Trenton Ducati makes sure to give the parolee a proper send off. The title of this video is “Prison Punk Scared Straight by Perverted Officer Ducati.”

Prison Punk Scared Straight by Perverted Officer Ducati

Officer Ducati puts Max over his knee and spanks him for every day he has spent in prison. He then pulls Max’s face down to his lap, and has him polish Trenton’s meaty cock. Officer Ducati suspends Max and brutally flogs him. Max takes the flogger like a good prison bitch, so Officer Ducati presses him against the cell bars and starts binding his arms and legs with belts. The belts hold Max to the cell while Officer Ducati mummifies him. Officer Ducati then fills Max’s cock with different electric devices. Officer Ducati sends electricity through Max’s most sensitive areas until Max is begging to cum. Officer Ducati then rips Max off the cell wall and throws him onto the prison bed, where he sticks his hard cock up Max’s tight ass. Trenton makes sure Max knows that no matter where he is, he will always be a prison bitch to Officer Ducati, and his gaping hole will be indisputable proof. Trenton fucks Max’s ass until he can’t take it any longer and shoots his cum all over Max’s wet tongue. Max spends his final moments before becoming a free man blowing his sticky load all over himself.

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Solitary 1888

By ty dehner

The desert sun was brutal on my black riding leathers; while they were constructed with venting, the color just absorbed the heat. Of course, the air temperature was 105 in the shade, so riding my Ducati XDiavel Dark on the highway with no shade meant it was hotter than hell! Crossing the desert near the Mexican border on Interstate 8 is a barren wasteland. Just sand dunes, as far as one can see. Occasionally, an ATV blasts through the golden sand out on the dune. RVs are parked at the base of the dunes, as these ATVers spend the weekend out here working up a sweat on their fun machines.

As I watch the sculptured dunes pass from behind the shield on my full-face helmet, I am reminded of the Star Wars movie where Jabba the Hut’s barge was destroyed. Those scenes were filmed in this desert many years ago. Now, the area is filled with guys wearing space-like helmets and heavy gear on their ATVs.

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Taken down at Strip Search Hell

This white collar crim has started to think he’s the cock of the walk. He’s made off with vast amounts of money and thoroughly intends to do so again the moment he gets a chance. Is he more intelligent than your common thug? He certainly thinks so, and this is his downfall. The screws are going to give him a going over and it isn’t going to be by the book.

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Officer Swift – Part 2

By straitjacketkwf2

Seeing those two new orderlies coming toward us in the dayroom, all I could think of was football linebackers. These guys’ muscles were massive, and the pair of them looked as if they spent half, if not all, of their day in the gym.

“Jim, Dave, it’s time for your medication,” the blond orderly said.

Almost in unison, both Dave and I said, “What medication?” Dave continued, “Dr. Clarke did not mention anything about medication.”

The blond with the nametag Boris towered over us. “Dr. Clarke is no longer managing your cases. Your new psychiatrist is Dr. Erickson. He has reviewed your charts and has prescribed a mild sedative. Now drink this.”

I tried to avoid the paper cup with the drugged juice, turning my head any way I could while at the same time trying to get up from the chair. Boris forced me back down into the chair with one of his massive hands on my right shoulder. Then he pinched my nose with his thumb and forefinger while holding me down by pushing his knee against my crossed arms. When I gasped for air he poured the thick, overly sweet liquid down my throat with little effort, letting me know that he had indeed done this many times in the past.

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Master Qualification

By unknown

Part 1

I wanted to qualify as a master, I kept telling myself as the car approached the base brig.  Their theory was that in order to give it you first had to take it.  They had made me request it in writing, and then had sat on it for a week so I could change my mind.  But, I had been thinking about it for eight years, ever since I entered the program.  I knew what was involved, but part of me wanted to be tested, even while another part of me was scared shitless.

After all, I wasn’t a kid any more.  Not that 30 was old, but they were going to put me through a lot of shit,  I knew that.  Now I was approaching the moment of truth and I wasn’t sure which part of me was in control.  It was a strange base to me, but my driver had been here before and pulled right up to the visitors parking.  “Time to get you ready” he said.  “Lean forward and put your hands behind your back.”  He snapped the handcuffs in place.  Now it was too late to back out.

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