Gay Stories Prison Novels & Stories

The police obtained statements from the witnesses and checked the surveillance footage above my head. Edwin suffered disability and disfigurement within just a few minutes, but that was just the beginning. He was then sentenced to 18 years in prison for attempted murder with aggravating circumstances. His mother was also forcibly admitted to a mental hospital, where she lived in a single room with iron bars. Not long after, Otelia forwarded me another piece of news. [Recently, dozens of streetwalkers were arrested in an underground red-light district during a series of crackdowns on pornography and illegal activities. Among them was a woman suspected to be a former artist named Verne Arabell

After that, Gaby's world instantly sank into darkness. When she opened her eyes again, the air felt stuffy. A musty, damp smell stung her nose, and moldy, worn walls greeted her gaze. Tall, sturdy iron bars stretched around her, cold and suffocating. She was in prison. “What is this? Why am I here?” Her voice was hoarse, tinged with a sense of injustice. Shortly thereafter, footsteps could be heard. From behind the shadows, Dexter and Narsha appeared. Both looked so real, so alive, without a single scratch on their faces. Their gaze devoured her from behind the bars, as if observing a trapped animal.

We all stood up and cheer, we won the case. "Court in order" the judge banged. "Henry Dempsey and Chase Roderick, you are here by sentenced to prison for sixty five years, for ràpè and the murder of Gwen Banks. Miles Banks, due to the fact that Victoria Stevens had forgived you and you came out by yourself to confess, you are sentence to prison for six months, another six months for rehabilitation. Noah Black, Zack Milla, Austin Sean, Christopher Benetton, you are here by sentenced to prison for five months for the silence of violation." The judge banged.

They tied my hands behind my back so they could grab them for leverage. At this point my prostate hurts so bad because I was jacking off the whole time I watched them. Without any protest or resistance from me, they're inhibitions of abusing my hole we're completely gone and they just went as hard and fast as they needed. Each one took the turn of using me until they came. Once one guy came inside, the other would quickly slip in and start rhythmically pounding me, keeping me secured on their dick with my harness or my hands. All three of them came inside me and the first guy had gotten horny enough that he decided to cum again. They tallied my ass and started cleaning up.

Barry said, paging through his file. Gordon banged on the door, announcing their time was up. Barry left soon after that. Austin was booked and processed, and all his valuables, including his phone and Rolex, were taken away. "Welcome to your temporary home!" Gordon said, throwing him into a filthy holding cell with nothing but a scrappy mattress on the floor and a stainless steel toilet in the corner. "Don't get too comfortable. Pollsmoor Prison has prepared a fancy cell for you. Maybe you'll run into your associate, Ivanov. I heard he's recovering well."

I placed the ring back in the box and returned to my screens. Time to watch Act Two begin. On camera 8, I saw Garrett being thrown into one of the basement holding cells. He hit the wall hard, crumpling to the floor. But even from here, even through the camera, I could see the defiance still burning in his eyes. "Stupid boy," I muttered. "You actually thought you could save her." I zoomed in on his face, watching him mouth words I couldn't hear. I picked up my phone again.

"Back then, 10 thousand felt like an insurmountable chasm. Now it seems it was the ticket that allowed me to be reborn." "Cameron was sentenced," James said as he handed me a document. "15 years behind bars. He behaved very badly—word was that he went insane, shouting every day that he was the CEO and ordering people to grind coffee for him." I took the verdict, didn't even glance at it, and threw it straight into the bin. "People who are irrelevant don't need to be mentioned." "I want to build a hospital," I said as I looked into the distance. "One where poor people can afford treatment and don't have to beg others just to pay for a stent."

Headline: `HAYES CORP PROFITS UP 18% UNDER EMPLOYEE TRUST` He put it down. “About me.” Warden: “What about you?” James: “Write it down.” *3. 11:00am. About James, According to Court Records* `Name: James Daniel Hayes` `DOB: 1985` `Convictions: Murder 1, Attempted Murder 2, Corporate Fraud` `Sentence: Life. No parole.` `Last Known Address: Cell 14, Kano Maximum` `Occupation: Inmate 4417`