But it’s what I deserve, Sir. Gay porn Eric introduced the new wire after my dick-burning with the cigar. One time, Jonny dropped in three dead rats though the vent – ‘you don’t have to eat them, cunt, they’re just to keep you company’, Eric joked. When they tried the ‘punishment train’ out, a number of inmates and the boy watched on and mock-encouraged me, as my balls were attached to the heavy sack: ‘Get those balls working, cunt, do something useful with them’. The boy used a candle to heat the exposed end of the wire and soon the barbs chewing at the soft flesh deep inside my urethra heated up. Not this – don’t let the dog tear them off – please please Eric, Sir’. I was shaking with fear and I was squealing, as the dog was brought out by the boy. ‘Get the cunt on its hands and knees – it hates that anyway – it’s always cutting itself’, said Eric to the guard.
