This is a fictional story based on martial arts model Julien Greaux.
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| Julien Greaux showing off his bicep |
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| Officer Greaux |
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| Officer Greaux training |
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| Officer Greaux kickbox training |
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Officer Julien Greaux worked in an all female prison as a prison officer. The prison held some of the mixed of all sorts. Some were there who committed assault, some fraud and some were bat shit crazy but most were harmless and Julien knew that.
It was his turn to petrol the yard as the women were let out an hour a day to use the exercise equipment, stretch and mingle with other people not in their cells. It was a hot day and many were enjoying the sun.
Alysha, Sara and Bonnie; who shared a cell were sat on the bench which was their spot in the dusty courtyard. They were watching their neighboring cellmate Rhonda kicking a punch bag in the open gym.
"Look at her go," said Sara.
"Where did she get the energy in this heat?" said Bonnie.
Rhonda was a kickboxer before her time in jail. She was incredible doing hard high strikes against the splitting bag. The tape holding it all together didn't seem to stand a chance against her pounding.
"Oh here come Officer Hunk-a-man" Bonnie said as Julien walked towards the gym. "Look how he's filling out that uniform, mmm, you know he smells good still in this heat."
Julien clocked the women's stares and gave a wink to Alysha.
"Stop it Bonnie, he's such a creep though, I've heard rumors from other cells he makes women do stuff to him to get passes."
"Err, that's kind of gross." squinted Bonnie.
Julien rang the bell on the wall, "Alright ladies, time to go back inside."
Everyone in the court groaned.
"What? We only been out here for about 35 minutes!" complained Rhonda.
"Who has the watch?" Julien said and flexed his arm deliberately showing off the watch and bicep. "Alright move it come on!" He demanded.
The women muttered forming lines going back to their cells.
"This is bullshit" said Sara lying on her top bunk.
"I know, we were barely out there for 45 minutes" said Alysha.
"At least there's a little sun coming though the window" Sara looked out, the cell views over looks the courtyard.
"Huh! Huh! Huh!" she heard from outside.
"That son of a bitch!" Sara shouted.
"What?" Bonnie and Sara replied as they climbed up onto the other bunk.
"He fucking sent us in so he could train alone in our gym!"
The three stared out at Julien wearing only a pair of shorts and trainers. He did pull ups, lifted heavy weights and worked the punching bag. His body was glistening in sweat. Every part of Julien was covered in muscle. He had a huge frame. His grunts echoed across the court as he worked at his fitness.
"What a prick! Rhonda you seeing this?" shouted Alysha to the cell over. The bars to the cells were open so the officers could see easily in and so inmates could also use this to communicate.
"Yes! What a douch!" Shouted Rhonda back.
"Ah look at those thick legs though. Look! You can see his junk flying when he kicks high in those shorts!"
"Bonnie stop perving over him!" Rhonda shouted. "We had our day cut short cos of him."
Julien used the women's 25 minutes for his own use to exercise using their equipment. Officers don't have a gym so he thought he would make use of theirs. After one final blow the sac split in two and sand inside spilled everywhere.
"He wrecked my punching bag!" Shouted Rhonda
His muscles flexed as he wiped his glistening body with his towel and walked back to the jail. He suddenly looked up and saluted the females watching him through their barred windows. He knew they were watching him the whole time, he didn't mind he loved to put on a show and demonstrate his strength.
"Prick" Sara and Alysha said in unison.
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Night time fell and the cell mates where all asleep.
Alysha rose and sat on the metal toilet to urinate. The jail was dead silent and the sound of her water hitting the bowl echoed.
"What do we have here?" Julien appeared infront of the cell with a torch.
"Ah!" Alysha cried and pulled down the bottom of her top to cover herself.
He shone the light up and down her.
"What the fuck?!" she shouted in a loud whisper.
"I heard a noise and came to investigate" Julien said with a crooked smile.
This was an obvious lie, no way he would've been here so quick.
Alysha quickly wiped and went to her bed. Julien stuck his hand in and grabbed her wrist.
"Hey!" he ordered, "I'm not done yet."
Alysha didnt make eye contact.
"I saw you looking at me out outside before and after my work out. I've noticed you too, not many of the women in here are even half as attractive as you are." He stroked his fingers up and down her arm. "Did you see anything you like?" He rested his arm leaning on the bar above his head. His arms are gigantic and the towered over Alysha trying to look threatening. "I know you haven't had it in a while. You must be gagging for it" Julien shone the torch to his crotch and gently grabbed his bulge. "How about you help me out and I'll help you out?"
Alysha can't believe this fool. Coming here middle of the night watching her pee, now wanting sexual favours. But she played along, not thinking clearly from the rude awakening she was now just angry.
"Sure Officer Greaux." She ran her fingers down his wide chest between the cold bars lower and lower to his crotch. Julien smiled. "How's THIS!?" he didn't smile anymore. Alysha had twisted his balls causing him to back up in pain.
"You stupid bitch, you're for it now!"
Alysha realised the seriousness of what she has done and backs up to the wall as Julien unlocks the cell door. The ruckess woke Sara and Bonnie dazed and confused.
Julien matched in and grabbed Alysha by her long hair, "Youre coming with me!" He shouted and pulled her.
She screamed as he tugged her hair leading her out.
"No! What the fuck let go of her!" Sara and Bonnie lept down from their bunks and tried to pull his arms off of her. It was no use Julien was far too big and strong. He pushed Bonnie away with one hand and she hit her head on the bed frame. Sara pounced only managing to rip his shirt, he shoved her too also hard back onto the bed.
"Get the fuck back to bed! This bitch assaulted me, i'm taking he to isolation." Julien said slamming shut the cell.
"No!" Alysha yelled as Julien took her away.
"Alysha!" The two cried!
"What's happened?!" Rhonda shouted
"Greaux took Alysha to isolation!" Bonnie cried with tears.
"No there's no security or cameras in there! Anything could happen to her!"
"We have to do something!"
Everyone paused a moment thinking and pacing. Then suddenly...
"Guys..." said Sara rubbing her head where Julien pushed her. She held out half the shirt the tore off him. "I've got his access card."
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In isolation was 5 small dark cells. Everything was dimmly lit, from the corridoor, the cells to the office.
Alysha was shackled to the wall in one of the cells.
'Splash' Julien poured a bucket of cold water over her.
"Like that? You smelly rodent?"
He poured another bucket of ice cold water over her. Alysha gasped for air as the cold was shocking.
"Not enough water in the world to cleanse you, you filthy whore" He spat grabbing her cheeks.
He threw the bucket down making a round clank and shut the cell.
"Sweet dreams"
Alysha was shuddering, she was soaked through and through. Her arms ached chained to the shackles she couldn't even wipe her face properly.
Julien sat in the office without a shirt. "Stupid bitch ripping my shirt and making me spend the night here." He unwrapped his headphones and watched the results of the football on his phone. He had the volume on so loud he didn't even notice his surroundings, but then a loud clang attacked him.
He looked out and saw nothing. He got up and went down the corridor to Alysha's cell which was open. He looked in and saw Sara and Bonnie unchaining Alysha.
"How the fuck you get in here?"
"Ahem" a figure in the corridor coughed. Rhonda was standing there wrapping loose cloth around her fists.
"Oh, it's you" Julien smirked.
"I've noticed your training," Rhonda spoke gently, "could do with some work."
Julien laughed, " ha ha from you? No thanks,I don't need training from a big lesbian dyke."
Rhonda cracked her neck and got in her stance. Julien followed suit and stretched his arms and bounced on his heels. They began to circle each other edging closed and closer.
"Kick his ass Rhonda!" Shouted and angry Sara.
Rhonda took the first move and jabbed for Julien's head. He dodged to the left avoiding it. He had quick reflexes but so did Rhonda. He striked his knee up aiming at her stomach but she deflected with her hands.
"You're pretty good" Julien said smiling.
"I was national champ bitch, look it up"
Rhonda swung her left fist across Julien's face which he shield with both forearms. Rhonda was quicker than him and her right fist punched directly into his abdominal. Julien hunched over, but was met with her fist in his nose.
Julien took a few steps back, "you bitch, I think you broke my nose!" Julien didn't let that stop him. He was angry and now wanted to prove he was the better kick boxer between them.
He spun a 360 kick aiming at her head but Rhonda did the same at a lower angle. Julien's kick missed her but a foot, where as Rhonda's was right on target to his crotch.
Julien bellowed as her feet collided with his balls. He cupped his balls bent over.
"YES!" Sara screamed watching as they successfully unchained Alysha and changing her clothes.
Rhonda pushed Julien's muscular frame against the cell's bars. She hoisted him up my his shoulders and rammed her knee into Julien's already aching balls. Her knee drove deep and slammed Julien's body against the bars.
"Argh!" Julien cried.
Her arms pushed Julien's frame against the bars making him unable to move or fall over. Rhonda's knee drove up again into his meaty orbs with a satisfying CRUNCH! Julien screamed again as the force of her knees were extremely powerful from her training as a kickboxer.
Rhonda's knee striked up in a rapid pace. Blow after blow came crashing inbetween Julien's thick legs one after another. WHAM WHAM WHAM
"ARH! ARH! ARH! ARH!" Julien screamed after each devastating blow. One blow could render a man unconscious, but Julien was stronger than most men, which made the abuse even more prolonged.
"MY BALLS! YOURE CRUSHING MY BALLS!"
Rhonda felt her knee turning his crotch into mush. She loved the feel of having Julien's manhood being squashed by her powerful legs.
"This is for destroying my punching bag, now I'll destroy your 'bag!'"
"ARGH! STOP KNEEING ME!"
Rhonda loved the sight of seeing Julien in pain as she destroyed his continued to ram her knee into his cock and balls. He shut his eyes and bellowed after every punt or gritted his teeth. The veins on his whole body pulsed around showing off his vascularity and distress. His sweat gave his body a shimmer and highlighted the definition of each muscle group.
If Rhonda didn't hate him so much she would appreciate the hours he put away in training for this physique. But no matter how many hours of building rippling muscles Rhonda knew men always had one weak spot that will always bring them down.
Rhonda was in such a lush, she let down her guard a bit, enough for Julien to use some force and shove her back. It didn't help him much as all he could do was collapse on the ground. He curled up in a balls with his hands finally able to hold his balls together.
Rhonda smirked, "What you think I'm done?" she was drunk with power and used her foot to roll him on his back.
"no...please..." Julien muttered looking at her. She laughed, then screamed as she lept up and slammed her knee into down to the ground landing on Julien's groin squashing his battered balls. Julien arched up and screamed into Rhonda's face. His scream carried all down the corridoor. They were both pretty sure that blow may have ruptured a testicle.Rhonda had a wicked look on her face and pushed Julien back onto his back pressing down his shoulders. Julien tried to move her arms but he was in too much pain.
She drove her knee again with all her might directly into Julien's crotch. With him on the floor she could use more of her body weight to drive the force causing the blows to be even more devastating.
"ARGH! STOP KNEEING ME IN THE BALLS!" Julien cried but went unnoticed.
"This.."
WHAM "ARH!"
"...Is for Alysha. This..."
THUMP "ARH!"
"...is for splashing her with water... This..."
WHAM "OH GOD!"
"...is for cutting out outside time short."
With one final blow Rhonda mushed her knee into Julien's deflated bulge and really twisted in like she was putting out a cigarette.
Julien let out a wheeze and his head flopped back and finally passed out.
Rhonda let out an exhausted sigh and wiped her forehead.
"Dammmmmn!" Sarah exclaimed walking out the cell with Sara and Bonnie. "You fucking went to town on him!"
All four women watched the unconscious muscle man passed out on the floor with his chest expanding with every breathe.
"You okay Alysha?" Rhonda asked catching her breathe.
"Yeah, I think so" she said unsure of herself. "Just...I feel so dirty..."
"Ah babe no," Sara said comforting her. "Don't let this creep make you feel that way. Look, Rhonda's taken care of him. He probably wont be able to reproduce again! and have it spend the rest of its life in with a splint!"
The women laughed.
"Ah such a waste though." Bonnie said crouched next to Julien's lifeless body. She stroked his abs and then cupped his crotch to check out the damage.
"Bonnie?! Still!? after what he just did to Alysha?" Sara shouted.
"I know, I know I'm sorry. He was hot though what can I say."
Sara rolled her eyes. Bonnie started undoing the button in his trousers and unzipped his fly.
"What are you doing now?" asked Sara
"Just checking to see what's intact? What? Like this is the worse thing that's happened tonight?" Bonnie wiggled down his pants to reveal the damage Rhonda has caused.
"Wow!" Bonnie gasped. "Look how big his dick is!!"
Julien had a huge penis. Even though all the females didn't approve of what Bonnie was getting up to they were all secretly impressed his Julien's girth.
"Hmm," Bonnie inspected Julien's junk. His shaft was a a bruised blue and purple in places and his balls were surprisingly still two meaty orbs, "even though Rhonda wailed at his thing, seems like it could be good to go within a few weeks."
"Eurgh put it away," Alysha cringed, "I don't want his to be the first dick I see in such a long time."
"I wonder how many girls here have had that thing?" Sara said concerned.
"Well Alysha, do you want to feel less dirty again?" Rhonda said
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A cold bucket of water splashed in Julien's face and body.
He regained consciousness shocked by the the cold. He breathed heavily and saw Rhonda on his left and Sara, Bonnie and Alysha on the right. It took Julien a few seconds to register he was sat stripped naked. His cock and balls dropped on the ground.
"What the fuck!?" he said as he tried to cover up with his hands only to realise his arms were chained to his back.
"What are you doing now?!" Julien spat angrily trying to wriggle free. He got the fight back in him and tried as hard as he could to break the chains.
"We are cleansing the filth in this place. Starting with you." Said Rhonda with her arms crossed.
The four women towered over him as they watched him struggle. He was in a weird position and so were they. His back was lent half on the cell door with 3 of the women in the cell and Rhonda out.
"You made our friend feel dirty now she wants to cleanse." Sara spoke.
Rhonda, Sara and Bonnie crouched on the knees. Rhonda took Julien's left leg and Sara and Bonnie took his right. They pulled in opposite directions exposing his cock and balls openly. With all the kickboxing Julien did his legs spread very far apart.
"This, Officer Greaux, is for all the women here you ever fucked over..." Alysha teasingly wrapped her ahnds around the bars of the cell door. Julien's eyes widened as he knew why they chained him up like this. He quickly tried to close his legs to protect his dick the three women had too good of a hold.
Alysha swung with all her might shutting the cell door ramming it into Julien's penis.
"ARHHHHH!!!" He yelled "MY DICK! YOU BROKE MY DICK!!"
Julien wailed. The three holding his muscular legs had to really pry it apart as he they tried to close to protect what he had inbetween.
Alysha pushed back the heavy door back as far as she could.
Julien was sobbing in shear agony. His arms were tired, he could close his legs, he couldn't do anything to protect himself.
Alysha pulled back the door away from his balls. They were attached to it like something with suction being pealed off.
"They are fine. Round 2" Alysha again pushed as hard as she could closing the steel bars into his balls. The momentum of the door was halted as it collided with Julien's meat.
The metal frame crushed his balls and bent his shaft in an awkward half. Julien screamed in agony again. Even Sara, Bonnie and Rhonda winched in pain. Alysha however was not and enjoying wrecking his junk so he could never hurt anyone again.
"Third times the charm" Alysha waited till Julien made eye contact with her. The two blows were she gave it her all, but Alysha channeled all the anger within her and those of the woman he took advantage of and gave an incredible blow on her third attempt. Julien could see the anger building inside her and he also knew this would be the blow to ruin his manhood.
The metal poles smashed with a mighty force causing the bar to shudder. Julien screamed at the top of his lungs, the three girls could no longer hold his legs apart as force caused them to close. Julien's balls and dick exploded everywhere! Red bloody mush sprayed around his upper thighs. His dick was snapped in half with a swollen purple bruise on the bend like a broken banana.
The women watched him squirm, buckle, cry, spit, all ranges of emotions before settling. Alysha pulled the cell door away from his mashed balls and dick leaving a trail on the floor. She walked out with Bonnie and Sara. Rhonda got up and walked away with the women.
"Such a waste" Bonnie said staring back at the cockless piece of muscle on the floor.
"We should get back before the morning officers come do their rounds. Good thing they don't have camera's isolation, they won't be able to prove a thing!"
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