💧 MILKING DAY IN THE PRISON 💧
Hairy inmates are the lowest rank. The wardeness made sure I remembered that today.
Handcuffed. Strapped to the milking table. My cock forced through the hole, completely exposed.
Then she dragged Maria Pedraza in, wrists and ankles still shackled, and shoved her under the table. Her hairy arms had earned her a new job.
“Suck the hairy cock and milk him, or I’ll whip you until there’s nothing left to shave.”
She looked disgusted when she saw it. The whip scared her more.
Full scene below ⬇️
The wardeness has three hairy inmates lined up against the wall, cocks out, already leaking. She turns to Anya Taylor-Joy (hands cuffed behind her back, face flushed) and smiles.
“You’re going to milk all three of them dry. Slowly. And you’re going to swallow every drop. Or I cane those pretty little arms of yours until that blonde peach fuzz is the least of your problems.”
Anya’s face burns. She can’t see her own arms, but she can feel the fine blonde fuzz catching on the air as the wardeness traces a finger down her forearm. The first cock in front of her is thick, hairy, already twitching.
What should she do next?
1) Drop to her knees immediately
2) Try to bargain / beg
3) Get forced down and caned on the arms first
4) Something else (reply with your version)
#BDSM #PrisonFantasy #gooner #Milking
The table was cold. Thick leather belts locked my wrists and ankles so I couldn’t move. My cock was already half-hard when she forced it through the hole, the head resting against the metal edge, twitching in the open air.
Maria Pedraza was shoved underneath on her knees, chains clinking. The wardeness stood over us, watching.
“Those arms of yours are disgusting,” she said. “So you’re going to clean up the other hairy inmates. Start with this one. Tongue and mouth. I want him milked dry. Or I take the cane to you until you’re smooth.”
Maria’s face twisted when she got a proper look. Thick dark bush, the head swollen and already leaking. She hesitated, then leaned in anyway. Her tongue came out first, slow, careful licks around the tip, deliberately avoiding as much of the hair as she could.
I felt every hesitant swipe. The heat of her mouth. The way she flinched every time her lips brushed the base of the bush. I was shaking against the belts, cock throbbing hard against her tongue.
She got a little braver, or just more desperate to finish. Soft lips closed around the head. Slow. Careful. Still trying not to take too much of the hair with it.
I didn’t last. The second she took more of it into her mouth, I came hard, thick, messy ropes shooting across her tongue and then all over the fine dark hair on her forearms. She jerked back with a muffled sound, arms already streaked and dripping.
The wardeness just watched. Then she laughed.
“Fucking losers. Look at you, already finished. And look at her, covered in it. Maybe I should put you two in the same cell. Let her keep milking you until she gets used to the taste.”
She left us like that. Maria still under the table, wrists chained, arms wet. Me strapped down, cock still twitching through the hole.
What should she do next?
💧 MILKING DAY IN THE PRISON 💧
Hairy inmates are the lowest rank. The wardeness made sure I remembered that today.
Handcuffed. Strapped to the milking table. My cock forced through the hole, completely exposed.
Then she dragged Maria Pedraza in, wrists and ankles still shackled, and shoved her under the table. Her hairy arms had earned her a new job.
“Suck the hairy cock and milk him, or I’ll whip you until there’s nothing left to shave.”
She looked disgusted when she saw it. The whip scared her more.
Full scene below ⬇️
⛓️ HUGE EVENT IN THE CELEBRITY PRISON ⛓️
Inmate Selena Gomez has been found hiding smuggled contraband perfume in her cell. The guards decided it is time to send a message, so they sentence her to 10 strokes of the cane across her plump ass.
Two guards enter her cell, pin her to the wall and cuff her wrists. They drag her down to the guard's room, where a wooden frame awaits. One pushes her, hand between her shoulder blades, to kneel on the bench. Thick leather belts secure her wrists and ankles to the frame.
The rattan cane bites into her buttocks, as she screams and flails on the frame. One, two, three... tears start streaming down her face as she shakes. Her huge breast, hanging down, jump with each merciless stroke of the cane.
The ten strokes leave 10 red welts across her buttocks, the tip of the cane sometimes biting into the side of her ass. The guards laugh, seeing her shake a squirm, teasing her, poking the sides of her udders with the tip of the cane.
"You can cry how much you want, you cow, keep going and we'll cane you until the fucking cane breaks..."
That back is absolutely perfect for a flogging. Imagine in stripes, red, the leather of the flogger biting into it.
How many lashes you will give her and how do you think she will react?
@AnzaBlack_ I would love to be sentenced to a few lashes of the whip with that, it will probably sting like hell across my bare back. How many lashes would I deserve, ma'am?
⛓️ INSPECTION TIME, GOONERS AND GOONETTES ⛓️
Wardeness Ariana Grande does not like hairy gooner and goonette inmates in her prison.
Every inmate that is not smooth and shaved will receive 10 lashes of her flogger on the hairy cock or hairy pussy, so make sure it is smooth and clean.
What? You don't have razors in prison? Well that's a you problem, so you better manage it or else you will taste the wardeness' whip.
So, which one are you, gooner inmate? Smooth or hairy?
Something about Olivia Rodrigo's look tells me she would love nothing more than to tie me up to her whipping post, break the flogger on my bare back and ass and laugh because my pussy is dripping.
The flap of your cell door opens. Dark piercing eyes, thick eyebrows. "Get up, inmate, hands on the wall, NOW!" officer Rachel Zegler orders.
You get up from the narrow and cold bed, palms flat against the concrete wall. Officer Zegler enters the cell and walks behind you.
"So inmate, it's November, and the wardeness wants you even more locked up. So she issued something for you." she says mockingly while grabbing the edge of your rough orange prison-issued pants.
She pulls them down to your knees and unclips a metal cage from her officer belt. Wrapping the leather around your hips, she pulls hard so your cock is forced in the contraption. A large lock zips it in place, and she attaches the key to her belt.
One hard push, smashing your lightly against the wall. "Enjoy November, inmate. NOW you're truly locked up." she said before slamming the door.
#NNN #RachelZegler #BDSM #PrisonPlay #ChastityMen