Nope, into your mouth he goes.

You’re in a tight fitting, revealing prison uniform and locked in a holding cell surrounded by almost a dozen strange and obviously horny men. You’ve never been in such a situation before; and yet, as the largest of the men pushes you to your knees in front of his crotch, you suddenly realize how eerily familiar this all seems.

“Please sir,” you gasp as your knees hit the hard cement of the floor. If you can just explain yourself, surely someone will come to your aid.

“No need to beg, sweetie,” the big man says as his hands reach for his zipper, “here it is.” With a quick zip, a massive dark form leaps free of the pants, almost hitting you in the face. Instinctively you try to pull away from the massive swollen cock but his massive hand holds your head in place.

“Oh my Go—ooaahhhammmmmm,” your exclamation of panic proves to be a big mistake as he uses the opportunity to pull your face forward. For the second time today, a strange penis forces its way past your full lips and into your mouth. Your face scrunches up in disgust as the bulbous head slides against your tongue and deeper into your mouth. You can feel each inch of the man’s cock as it glides along your tongue. Every bump and vein in its surface, you experience with horrifying clarity. The taste, a combination of dirt and his sweat, is both unique and familiar at the same time. ‘Cock,’ you realize miserably, you recognize the taste of cock.

Your view is completely taken up by the crotch of the man who’s dick in sliding towards your throat, so you aren’t sure what signal was given; however, sudden the men around you who had been so still and silent just a moment ago begin to move. Quickly something warm and soft it thrust into your right hand and another hand closes your fingers around it. Guiding your hand, the other hand pumps a few times and you can feel the flesh in your palm start to harden and grow larger. Another dick! You’re jerking a guy off too!

You no sooner come to this realization than another erect cock is **** into your left hand. Horrified, you try to yank your hands away but a dozen hands clamp down on your back and arms, effectively holding you in place. Finally you feel probing fingers begin to explore the buttons on the butt flap of your uniform. No! You can’t allow that! That thin piece of fabric is the only thing between you and complete slavery. You scream in panic, the cock distorting it into little more than a garbled moan.

“Yeeeesss…” moans the cock's owner in appreciation of your cry for help. You try to shake your head, earning yourself another deep, rumbling moan. “Oooh yeah… you’re a natural.”

What are you going to do?! The fingers at the buttons grow more urgent as you try to resist but the cock lodged deep in your mouth prevents you from doing anything more! Doesn’t it?!