At a detention facility called The Center, Race Cooper is being interrogated by uniformed guard Dirk Caber, looking very hot with a salt-and-pepper beard and mustache. Race is naked and chained to a chair. His muscles glisten with nervous sweat. There’s a collar around his neck that delivers electrical shocks. Dirk uses his nightstick to prod Race’s balls, to choke Continue Reading...

Suspected of plots against the state, Race Cooper has been arrested and targeted for a body search. Interrogator Dirk Caber orders Race to strip and bend over an examining table. Caber’s hands leave no square inch of Race’s flawless, muscled torso unexplored. Grabbing a pair of black latex gloves, he says there will be a cavity search. Race submits as Continue Reading...