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Coach’s Claim (IV)

Author: Riah
last update publish date: 2026-06-15 02:31:00

Liam’s body felt like it had been through a war by the time he finally slipped back into his own apartment that morning. Every muscle ached, particularly the deep, bruised throb in his ass that pulsed with every step. Ryan’s cum still leaked intermittently into his underwear despite the quick shower he’d taken before leaving. The plug Ryan had insisted on inserting before letting him go — a thick, black silicone toy — kept everything sealed inside, pressing relentlessly against his prostate and
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    There was no more fight left in me.By the end of the second week, I had accepted my new reality. I was Blackthorn’s prison bitch — the pretty boy murderer turned into the entire block’s shared cumdump. Every day started and ended the same way: used, bred, plugged, and paraded.But tonight was different.Reaper had promised the ultimate punishment.The entire cell block was gathered in the common area after lights out. Dozens of dangerous, horny, violent men formed a tight circle around the center table where I was tied spread-eagle on my back, wrists and ankles chained to the corners. Completely naked. Legs pulled wide open. My hole already gaping slightly from constant daily use, still leaking from the afternoon’s breedings.Reaper stood between my spread legs, his massive cock hard and dripping.“Tonight we make it official,” he announced to the cheering crowd. “This murdering slut belongs to Blackthorn forever.”He thrust into me raw in one brutal stroke, burying himself balls-dee

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    The yard was hell on earth.They dragged me out there after breakfast, completely naked except for the thick metal collar Reaper had locked around my neck. My wrists were cuffed behind my back, ankles chained together with just enough slack to shuffle. The massive plug was still buried deep inside me, keeping the previous day’s loads locked in place. Cum already leaked down my thighs with every forced step.Hundreds of inmates filled the yard. The moment they saw me, the shouting started.“Fresh bitch!”“Pretty killer got turned into a prison whore!”“Line up, boys — free hole today!”Reaper and his crew marched me to the center of the yard where a old metal picnic table had been cleared. They bent me over it, chaining my ankles wide apart to the legs and my wrists to the far edge so I was completely immobilized, ass up and exposed for the entire prison population.“Today the whole yard gets a turn,” Reaper announced loudly. “This murdering slut belongs to Blackthorn now. Use him hard

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    By the end of the first week, I had stopped pretending I was anything but the prison’s bitch.Every morning started the same way: Reaper or one of his crew would drag me out of the cell naked, plug removed, and parade me through the block. The inmates no longer just watched — they lined up. I had become public property, and the guards turned a blind eye as long as no one got killed.That morning they tied me over the same metal table in the center of the common area. Wrists cuffed to the far edge, ankles spread wide and chained to the table legs. My ass was up, hole already gaping slightly from constant use, still leaking from the night before.Reaper stepped behind me first, spitting on his massive cock before slamming in raw.“Morning, bitch,” he growled, pounding me with hard, deep strokes right away. “Time to greet the block properly.”The cheers started immediately. Dozens of dangerous, horny men gathered around, stroking themselves as Reaper railed me mercilessly. His heavy ball

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    The morning after my first full night with Reaper’s crew, I woke up to the sound of the block waking up.My body was a wreck. Every muscle ached. My hole throbbed around the massive plug still locked deep inside me, keeping the loads from the entire previous day trapped. Cum had leaked out around it during the night, leaving sticky trails down my thighs and soaking the thin mattress.Reaper yanked the thin blanket off me and slapped my ass hard.“Up, bitch. Today the whole block gets to meet their new prison whore.”They didn’t let me shower. They didn’t let me clean myself. Reaper and two of his crew dragged me out of the cell completely naked, wrists cuffed behind my back, the thick plug clearly visible between my cheeks as cum still slowly leaked down my legs.The catcalls started immediately as we walked down the main corridor.“Fresh meat!”“Look at that gaping hole!”“Pretty boy killer got turned into a cumdump already!”Reaper paraded me through the common area like a trophy. D

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    Night fell on Blackthorn like a heavy curtain, and with it came the real punishment.Reaper dragged me back to his cell after the public display on the table. My body was already wrecked — covered in dried cum, bruises blooming across my ass and thighs, my hole sore and constantly leaking despite the thick plug he kept shoved inside me.“On the bunk, bitch,” he ordered, voice low and rough. “Spread yourself wide. The crew wants their turn with the new prison whore.”I obeyed without thinking, crawling onto the thin mattress and lying on my back. I pulled my legs up and apart, presenting my plugged hole like the broken slut they had turned me into. Shame burned through me, but so did a dark, humiliated arousal I couldn’t deny anymore.Reaper’s crew — four more massive, dangerous men — filed into the cell. They were all heavily tattooed, scarred, and built like animals. Their eyes devoured me as they stripped.Reaper yanked the plug out with a wet pop. Thick globs of cum from the entire

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    Morning in Blackthorn hit like a nightmare I couldn’t wake up from.The block lights slammed on at 6 AM. My body was still aching, bruised, and leaking from the night before. The massive plug Reaper had forced inside me kept everything locked deep — warm, heavy, and shifting with every tiny movement. My hole felt permanently stretched, sore, and sloppy.Reaper’s crew dragged me out of the bunk before I could even stand properly.“Time to show the block what the new bitch looks like,” Reaper growled, ripping the remains of my jumpsuit completely off me. I stood naked in the middle of the cell block, wrists cuffed behind my back, the thick plug clearly visible between my cheeks.Dozens of eyes turned toward me. Inmates whistled, laughed, and catcalled as Reaper paraded me down the walkway like a trophy.“Fresh meat, boys!” he announced loudly. “Killed his girlfriend. Now he’s our prison whore. Come get a good look at that pretty hole.”They forced me to bend over a metal table in the co

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    I never wanted this.I’d come home for the summer after my junior year of college, hoping for a quiet break. Instead, Dad’s best friend Victor was crashing at our house while his place got renovated. Victor had always been around — the big, loud, intimidating man who treated me like a kid even when

  • Rough Hands(20 gay steamy Encounters)   Coach’s Claim (VI)

    The obsession had completely consumed them both. Weeks had passed since that first risky encounter on the balcony, and Liam no longer pretended to fight it. His own apartment felt foreign now — cold, empty, unnecessary. Most nights he didn’t even bother going back after Ryan finished with him. He s

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    The days blurred into a haze of secret obedience and mounting obsession. Liam tried to maintain some semblance of normal life — answering client emails, forcing himself through video calls with a straight face while the thick plug Ryan had given him pressed deep inside, keeping him constantly full

  • Rough Hands(20 gay steamy Encounters)   Coach’s Claim(III)

    The next day dragged in a fog of soreness and shame. Every time I sat at my desk for work, the deep ache in my ass reminded me exactly what Coach Kane had done to me in that sweltering sauna. I could still feel the ghost of his thick cock stretching me open, the heat of his loads leaking out of me

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