Jake slumped against the cold wall of his cell after the handler shoved him back inside, the door clanging shut with that familiar, final thud. His legs buckled beneath him, the powerful thighs that had once powered him through defensive lines now trembling like jelly.
Jake led the charge, his towering six-foot-three frame cutting through the throng with effortless authority. He had opted for a snug black T-shirt that clung to his broad shoulders and massive chest, the material stretching over the hard slabs of his pecs and the ridges of his abs.
a group of peak-fitness college jocks are snatched from their carefree lives, stripped bare, and subjected to an underground facility’s insatiable milking machines.