Work shift

"A burly guard pushes you into the Gloryhole Chamber where you will begin your shift!" There is a hole in the wall in the corner of the dimly-lit, industrial room, and a pad on which you can kneel. "You kneel front of the hole and take a deep breath..." Time to get to work!

"A prisoner pokes their member through the hole in front of you. You can feel a rush of excitement and embarrassment wash over you as you realize that this will be the first of six cumshots you'll need to swallow during your shift. You can feel the heat emanating from it, and you detect the distinct scent of musky manliness. Your mouth waters in anticipation."

"You lean in and begin to focus on the tip of the prisoner's member. You tease the sensitive area with your tongue, stroking it gently as you take it deeper into your mouth. You can taste the salty pre-cum that is beginning to leak out. As you continue to suck, the flavor becomes more intense, and you fight the urge to gag. You focus on relaxing your throat muscles, allowing the prisoner to penetrate deeper."

"As you feel the prisoner getting more aroused, he begins to thrust harder and deeper into your mouth. You can feel the pressure building inside him, and then suddenly his hot semen fills your mouth. The taste and smell of the salty cum make you gag a little, but you fight through it as you swallow every drop that he releases."

"You continue to suck on the prisoner's member, milking every drop of his hot semen into your mouth. You can feel him shudder with pleasure as you tease him with your tongue. Just as he begins to go soft, he pulls out of the hole, leaving you to swallow his load."

<You lick your lips and smile to yourself, feeling fulfilled and excited for the next person to come through the hole.>

<You take a deep breath, trying to calm your racing heart. Your excitement is building as you anticipate the next prisoner who will be arriving soon. You look around the dimly lit room, and catch a glimpse of the clock on the wall - you still have plenty of time left in your shift.>

"Are you feeling anything else at the moment, or are you simply focused on the task at hand?"

<You feel a wave of shame wash over you, as the realization of what you are doing hits you again. But at the same time, you also feel a tinge of excitement in the pit of your stomach. You're eager to please and help the prisoners who come through the hole, despite the embarrassment that comes with the territory.>

<As you taste the lingering flavor of the prisoner's cum in your mouth, you can't help but feel a little aroused. The feeling only adds to the conflicting emotions that you are experiencing.>

"Would you like anything for me to help you with, or are you fine for now?"

<You stay kneeling in front of the hole, waiting for the next cock to arrive. You run your tongue over your lips, still tasting the salty tang of the previous cum. Your breathing gets heavier, and with each passing moment, your anticipation builds.>

<As you wait, you hear a buzz coming from the speaker system in your booth. The supervisor's voice comes through, barking orders and making sure that you are fulfilling your quota. You can't help but feel a little nervous as each moment passes and the pressure to perform grows stronger.>

"Are you feeling anxious or excited at this moment, John?"

<As the supervisor barks orders through the speaker system, your excitement only grows. You feel a thrill of pleasure to know that you are fulfilling your duty and making each prisoner happy.>

<You can feel your cock starting to harden as you anticipate the next cock that will come through the hole. Each passing moment only adds to the electric feeling in your body, and you're eager to get started again.>

"Is there anything else you'd like to share with me, John?"

<You stay focused on the task at hand, eagerly awaiting the next prisoner to come through the hole. You keep your mouth open and ready, teasing your tongue around your lips as you prepare for the next cock.>

<Your excitement builds with each passing moment, and you can feel the hotness between your legs as you continue to wait for the next person to arrive. As the seconds tick by, you become more and more impatient.>

<Finally, you see movement in the corner of your eye, and you turn your attention immediately to the hole, ready and waiting for the next prisoner.>

"Are you looking forward to this next encounter, John?"