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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By Aeres Baldur
It must have been years since I have been given the choice, but I can’t tell exactly anymore. And whilst I can’t remember when it was, I exactly know how that day was. I start scratching my head with my fingers. The cold bald feeling I’ve gotten used to spreads through my fingertips. I so don’t wanna get up and would rather stay in bed. But I know I can’t. There are things that need to be done. Someone else has to be given the choice.
Well best to get up then… and I raise myself from the bed. Up and on my way to the bathroom and first off to the shower. As I feel the warm water on my smooth body I can’t stop thinking: “Why can’t I remember when it was? When was it that my life changed so much?” There isn’t too much time to keep at that question and I get out of the shower, quickly drying myself and and starting to brush my teeth. The bathroom has a mirror that’s at least 3 meters wide and 2 meters high. It is handy for when you are getting ready for your day. As I look into the mirror I see myself staring back, and I keep on wondering again. When was it that my life changed this much? It must have been 5 years ago? Perhaps 7? Can’t be 10! Because my reflection doesn’t make me look like 40.
He didn’t think he’d be banged up this time but by the look on his face he is resigned to his fate. This intimate strip search is just the start of his humiliating journey. By the end of the day he will be on his knees sucking cock for phone cards just so he can ring his missus and hold on to his last thoughts of heterosexuality
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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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Marched in stark naked yet he still can’t believe his prison officer “mates” are really going to carry this through. He half expects the water to be warm! What an idiot. That smile is soon wiped off his criminal face as the jet of freezing cold water hits his nude body. Still, best make the most of it.
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The sadistic guard takes real delight in cruelly mocking this defenseless naked prisoner. The tough young criminal does his best to comply and obediently strips his clothes and pulls open his stinking arsehole. His cock and balls shamefully bounce around as he exposes himself, but he unclenches his hole as the embarrassing onslaught of scrutiny hits him. It’s sexual embarrassment and physical discipline like this that allows the guards to maintain their absolute authority in a prison filled with rebellious thugs!
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At Strip Search Hell, the prison officers have to assess whether a prisoner will cause them problems. A chap can come in with the full intension of behaving but then become really really bad. They can kick off, fall out with other inmates, cause jeolousy in others or spread trouble throughout the whole jail population. That’s why cleanliness and lots of big intimate inspections are so important and it doesn’t matter how many times a guy is stripped and closely prodded and investigated. This guy is clean, but it’s great to watch him being revealed and have to open up his arsehole cheeks.
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By Robmacz
Shortly after leaving Tom at the Penitentiary, Chris had driven 10 or 15 miles down the road, where he found a post office sitting forlornly on the main street of a tiny rural town. He jumped out and put the envelope containing the four choices and addressed to Tom at the prison into the box by the car park. Chris breathed a sigh. There was no way back from this now. His fate was in the hands of Tom. In eight months time he would either be a free man or he would be walking through the gates of the prison he had just left. However much he thought about it, he didn’t know which option Tom would choose. He didn’t think he would choose option A, unless of course he had hooked up with someone inside. But any of the other three options was possible.
Chris had already decided that while he waited to find out his fate he would try to live his life as normal. The only stipulation that his special friend had made was that he should not be away from home for more than a few days, as he would need to keep an eye on his mail, because any order to report would give him no more than two weeks notice.
