When Casey gets sent to prison for drug trafficking, he thinks his life is over. But inside the walls of Hollowgate Penitentiary, he discovers a hidden world of sexual exploration, bondage, and submission. Will he embrace the person he's become? Or will he rebel against his new life as a sex slave?
I licked and sucked him, working him quickly to completion. I might be doing this, but I didn’t exactly have to enjoy it, you know? Once he finished, things would be able to get back to normal.
Or so I thought.
Lawrence pinned my nostrils shut with his fingertips, spitting on my forehead at the same time. I choked and tried to pull away, but he kept his other hand firmly in my long, blonde hair, forcing me to stay where I was. I couldn’t breathe and I looked up at him, wide-eyed.
“Don’t like that, do you?” he taunted me, thrusting with his hips. I sputtered and choked, getting as much air as I could with his dick in my mouth, feeling his balls slap against my chin. What the fuck was happening? “Want some air?”
“Mmmph!” I explained carefully, as best I could.
“Hmmm,” he pretended to consider for a moment, then let go of my nose. I took a few ragged breaths with his penis quivering there in front of me, my spit dripping off the tip. He shoved his cock brutally down my throat again, deeper than before this time, and pumped hard.
I wanted to struggle, but part of me was absolutely loving this. Being humiliated, being forced, being made the object of his sexual desire, deep down inside, I’d always wanted this. I just hadn’t realized it until I came here to Hollowgate...
I licked and sucked him, working him quickly to completion. I might be doing this, but I didn’t exactly have to enjoy it, you know? Once he finished, things would be able to get back to normal.
Or so I thought.
Lawrence pinned my nostrils shut with his fingertips, spitting on my forehead at the same time. I choked and tried to pull away, but he kept his other hand firmly in my long, blonde hair, forcing me to stay where I was. I couldn’t breathe and I looked up at him, wide-eyed.
“Don’t like that, do you?” he taunted me, thrusting with his hips. I sputtered and choked, getting as much air as I could with his dick in my mouth, feeling his balls slap against my chin. What the fuck was happening? “Want some air?”
“Mmmph!” I explained carefully, as best I could.
“Hmmm,” he pretended to consider for a moment, then let go of my nose. I took a few ragged breaths with his penis quivering there in front of me, my spit dripping off the tip. He shoved his cock brutally down my throat again, deeper than before this time, and pumped hard.
I wanted to struggle, but part of me was absolutely loving this. Being humiliated, being forced, being made the object of his sexual desire, deep down inside, I’d always wanted this. I just hadn’t realized it until I came here to Hollowgate...
