Sex Therapy in Prison: The Tough Nut Receives Brutal ‘Ass-Busting’ Treatment

By Tosh Turner

Rough, tough and looking for trouble; Blackmore, the self appointed wing boss was planning a riot, winding up the inmates, trying to get it all to kick off so he could claim even more power. But the head warden was aware, tipped off by one his trusted inmates and acted quickly. His plan was to grab Blackmore, get him into the treatment room and administer a short sharp dose of sex therapy – therapy that had been especially designed to humiliate and break even the hardest trouble maker

Cuffed, shackled, gagged and naked; the so called treatment was about to start, with the warden, his trusted duty guards, and even an ex-biker inmate called Cutler in on the act to administer whatever they thought was necessary. How long could Blackmore last under treatment? Could they even break him; that was the biggest question of all.

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Tosh Turner
• Release date: Jul 18, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393226437

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Sex Therapy in Prison

The PTough Nut Receives Brutal ‘Ass-Busting’ Treatment

I had never in all my life seen a man shoot so much spunk out of his cock in one load as an inmate named Cutler could; the man was a super-human spunk factory. And he could even cum without so much as a finger being placed on his cock too. What I mean by that is that after toying with his tool, or after he’d been shafting some jail slut’s hole, he could stop what he was doing, stand perfectly still whilst his dick jumped and twitched on its own accord and then explode a sac load all over the place. An amazing sight to see and one that I never got tired of watching.

Okay, afterwards it would take him half an hour or so to recover and regain his erection but then he’d be good to go again. I had to admit that as the chief warden of this prison, or governor as I liked to be called, this guy definitely had me intrigued. He was a big brute of a man, a biker covered in tacky tats with long greasy hair; he looked fucking awful but his sexual ability was second to none. He had the strength and power to hold his cell mate down with one hand and plunge his weapon balls deep into his target and fuck the shit out of him; I know because I used to watch them. I’d have them brought to my office to put on a personal show for me. Ok, I had to give something in return, such as extra food or more time in the exercise yard, but it was peanuts compared to what I got. I was happy and so were they; it was one of my better agreements in this place.

This guy Cutler was on my team of ‘helpers’ too; guys who did my dirty work for me, helped me keep control on the wings if any trouble broke out. I’d specially selected him almost from his first day in here and he certainly did some good work for me and at times when there was no wing work for him to do I used to call for him to come to my office, let him serve me in his own unique way as a cum slut for my own personal use. Boy, could he suck cock!

Cutler, I said to him one quiet Friday afternoon whilst I was getting ready to quit and go home for the weekend, No need for you to go down on my cock today, I want you give Officer Debrick here a blow job instead....Give me something to watch. 

Debrick was my second in command, a trusted loyal officer and occasionally I liked to share the perks of the job with him, and not just him, sometimes also with a couple of the other officers I tried to keep sweet too. But his face was a picture