In a cramped, cold cell, a young man in a worn-out uniform is visited by a stern, imposing figure. "You've been a bad boy," the man growls, unbuckling his belt. The boy's eyes widen, but he knows better than to resist. He's been here before, knows the drill. He sinks to his knees, the cold stone floor biting into his skin, and takes the older man's cock into his mouth, trying to focus on the taste and sensation, trying to block out the fear and humiliation.