Chapter 3: Midnight Snack
He heard steps approaching his cell and saw a different guard, she saw his prolapse and her eyes grew wide. She entered his cell and placed a 12x12 box in the center of the floor. She left and he opened the box. In it was a pink jumpsuit, some lube, a chastity cage with a lock and no key, and a butt plug. The plug was huge, the ones that most people assume are novelties. Probably seven inches wide. Hank grabbed the pink plastic chastity cage and looked at it as he turned it over in his hands. He figured out how it worked and put it on. His cock wasn't enormous but he had a little trouble trying to squeeze it in the cage. Eventually he got it situated and locked it. He looked at his pink-caged cock and wondered what it would feel like if he began to get hard.
Next, he grabbed the lube and put some in his palm, reached behind him, lubed up his tail, and pushed it back in. He followed it in with his own fist. His fist was definitely larger than the guards, but it slid in easy enough. He wiggled it around then slowly removed it. He applied plenty of lube to the plug, positioned his gaping anus directly on the tip, and with a belly full of courage, dropped on it as hard as he could. He wanted it to hurt the way it did when the guard was dominating him. It did.
He reached behind him and felt nothing but the flared base between his cheeks. Satisfied, he stood up and decided to go to sleep with the plug snugly in his ass. It was a bit uncomfortable at first, but after about ten minutes he was already accustomed to the massive intrusion. He fell asleep fast, the plug unmoving.
A clanking noise woke him from his restful sleep. A guard was opening his cell door. It was the guard that brought him the box with the pink jumpsuit he never bothered to put on. He couldn't get a good look at her in the dark. Behind her were five men in white jumpsuits. She commanded each of them to get undressed. She left them in the cell with him, closed the gate, locked it, and stood there.
"Be sure to put on a good show for me." She told the men. As soon as she spoke her last word, the largest man pulled Hank from his bunk and put him on his knees. He stepped behind him and grabbed both sides of his face, forced his fingers in Hanks mouth, and pried open his jaw. One of the other four men approached Hank with an already hard cock. It was impressive. Easily nine inches.
He stroked it a few times, put his hand on the back of Hanks head, shoved his cock in his mouth, then with his hand forced Hanks head all the way forward. The back of his throat throbbed in pain as the long cock forced it's way into his throat. The man began thrusting. This was no blowjob, this was a forced facefuck.