My favourite is to somewhow get thrown into a US Womens Prison and be humiliated as the put upon little english guy. Most of my fantasies revolve around my physical size. I'm naturally skinny and have never weighed over 130lbs. I'd guess that the american inmates were pretty big and would be pretty tough on me. I;d come in like the know it all Brit and get on the nerves of the women until they finally lost patience and kicked my butt pretty severely I'd imagine.
My major fantasy would be to trangress the laws of Islam by insulting Mohammed and to suffer humiliation and punishment at the hands of the swarthy Arab guards. They would laugh mockingly at my cries of pain and sneer at my frail physique and weakness as I plead and beg for them not to hit me again. I'd suffer daily abuses of unbearable physical and mental torture until finally I'd be broken by lack of food and the blistering heat upon my sickly emaciated body.
My lack of manhood is pitiful to them and to them proves their superiority of their beliefs. The American prisoners are sickened and embarrassed by my wanton begging and crying for mercy as the guards once again beat me with sticks. First on the soles of my feet and then slowly upwards...a public flogging that seems endless in pain until I collapse into unconsciousness and feel no more.
I am fit for nothing. My Arab guard picks me up and casually tosses me on to the steel framed bed, I ask him not to hurt me but he spits on me as he presses down on my neck until my face is enveloped into the pillows. The pounding is relentless and unmerciful as my agonised screams echo through the prison, it is the final humiliation.
Or is it? Ahmed grins at me and mutters a warning about electrodes and that it will teach me what pain
really feels like. He walks away holding his balls and yelping like a coyote; the rest of the guards fall about laughing but secretly...I feel excitement as well as desperation and anxiety.