After settling uneasily into my horrid existence in this overcrowded jail cell, a reprieve came in the form of a shapely lingerie clad prostitute hired specially for our cell. When it was finally my turn, I was led out of the cell to have my turn with the sexy lady, but the sadistic prison warden had other ideas for it was a ruse so he could crush my hopes. The sadist tortured and humiliated me in front of the whore whom he subsequently fucked in front of me, her phat tits just out of reach.
A reclusive man. A storm-lashed house. A single moment of panic that changes everything. When Edgar Wainwright attacks an intruder in the dead of night, he discovers the truth is far more complicated than fear allows. As guilt settles into the quiet halls of his isolated home, an unexpected connection begins to form between him and the stranger he nearly destroyed. But some mistakes don’t stay buried—and some bonds are born in the dark where neither forgiveness nor escape comes easily.
It was Friday evening, she had stopped in for a bite to eat but opted for a drink instead. That would prove to be a very bad mistake, one that would change her life forever. In one way or another.
14-year-old Sandy has escaped home in "wherever" and come to Hollywood, not to become a star but to find a sugar daddy. Homeless, crouching under a bridge, and living off serving men, he is offered a trip to a brothel ranch to be given to a movie star as a favor exchange. It's a "why not?" proposition for him.
Through the bars of this horrid Latin jail, a foxy lady appears seeking to visit our inmate, the only gringo in his cell, tightly-packed with sweaty near naked inmates. What could she want with him—a prison fling? Unlikely. Or is this a scheme to sneak drugs into the prison and our inmate is going to be put to work as a drug mule. Nevertheless, the sexy fox has her sadistic way with him... Content warning: hardcore masochistic smut