At a detention facility called The Center, Race Cooper is being interrogated by
uniformed guard Dirk Caber, looking very hot with a salt-and-pepper beard and
mustache. Race is naked and chained to a chair. His muscles glisten with
nervous sweat. There’s a collar around his neck that delivers electrical
shocks. Dirk uses his nightstick to prod Race’s balls, to choke him, to press
against his erect nipples. When Dirk’s smooth talking fails to elicit the
information he wants, he turns on the juice. Race’s body flinches against his
restraints. Dirk adds more punishment by clamping Race’s nipples until he
screams. Sensing a different way to get what he wants Dirk offers Race his
cock. Race sucks it hungrily, as if Dirk’s hard cock in his mouth will banish
the pain. Dirk removes the handcuffs so Race can service him better, cumming in
Race’s face while Race unloads his own cum and the information Dirk wanted.
The Trustees (Race and Dirk)
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