Stone-cold MILF Warden BrandiMae stalks the cellblock in thigh-highs and a uniform cut so tight her muscle-curve cleavage spills out. She drags her baton across the bars, taunting each inmate—”Strip, pigs. You’re nothing but stroke-meat for my entertainment.” The prisoner obeys, shackled wrists clanking as they jerk on command. BrandiMae counts them down, flexing her biceps, laughing while precum drips to the filthy concrete. No mercy, no release—just a drained, trembling convict cum for the Goddess Warden’s cruel delight.