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Inmate Fad Hunter has controlled to run away the custody of the V-card Prison."I was obsessed with freedom, craved freedom, and could even taste it in the air, to be taken away from the dusty farm or cold damp cells of the prison. That was all I could devise as I ran through the forest, attempting to run away the sadomasochists that kept me locked up. I very first used the key, given to me by a mysterious woman, to run away my cell. And now, one step closer to freedom, using a large rock I penniless through the ankle cuffs that bound my legs. These cuffs were barbaric and rusty but allowed me to lightly break free-for-all from their metal grip. But these cuffs were only part of my restraints. There was one tool I still had to break from my body, this ominous V-card belt. As lengthy as I wore this V-card belt, I was not indeed free, I was still a victim to this experimental Jail that I might be in for the rest of my life. The dream to break free-for-all from the clutches of this belt are so great, I will be a free-for-all gal again!Running through the streets I swiftly found a back yard with clothes drying on a line and I swiftly unwrapped out of the awkward and mighty Jail uniform I was issued. The prized possession of the Jail glistened in the sun as my V-card belt was exposed. The breeze felt fine on my skin, another taste of freedom. Though, my fuckbox was still in a cage, pleading to have a taste of the fresh air, I swiftly put on the clothes and continued my way to freedom. But it was no use, I was swiftly gripped once again.I awoke, back at the prison, and found myself held on all fours, completely helpless to whatever might come. The guards came in with an all too accustomed device, another V-card belt! But this one was different, shaped more like metal trunks than the thong fashion of belt I had been wearing. It looked futuristic and intimidating...and this belt's bark was nothing compared to it's bite. I shivered as the guards told me the fresh belt's functions. The belt had fingerprint mechanism and only the fingerprint of the Jail tormentor can unlock me! I was at the grace of a metal key that could be taken away, now I am at the grace of a fingerprint which can never be taken away. This belt has an electrical 'punishment' feature to use when I become disorderly. This technological belt also had a GPS function making run away impossible. This is so cruel! Even I don't deserve this!I was dragged by the officers to a dark underground dosage of the Jail I've never been to. I was to be positioned in a strange laser Jail box and if when I touch the lazers, my fuckbox is given an electrical shock! I couldn't believe what they were doing! I could not budge an inch in this circle of pain. I was weary and scared.Weeks have handed by since my ordeal. I am still in Jail and now with a fresh box pal of a V-card belt. Because of my run away attempt, they permanently give me inspections to make sure my inevitable lingerie is still trussed on me. Even worse, I am permanently to sleep in nothing but my fresh metal panties. I have no choice but to submit to these bastards.
Inmate Fad Hunter has controlled to run away the custody of the V-card Prison."I was obsessed with freedom, craved freedom, and could even taste it in the air, to be taken away from the dusty farm or cold damp cells of the prison. That was all I could devise as I ran through the forest, attempting to run away the sadomasochists that kept me locked up. I very first used the key, given to me by a mysterious woman, to run away my cell. And now, one step closer to freedom, using a large rock I penniless through the ankle cuffs that bound my legs. These cuffs were barbaric and rusty but allowed me to lightly break free-for-all from their metal grip. But these cuffs were only part of my restraints. There was one tool I still had to break from my body, this ominous V-card belt. As lengthy as I wore this V-card belt, I was not indeed free, I was still a victim to this experimental Jail that I might be in for the rest of my life. The dream to break free-for-all from the clutches of this belt are so great, I will be a free-for-all gal again!Running through the streets I swiftly found a back yard with clothes drying on a line and I swiftly unwrapped out of the awkward and mighty Jail uniform I was issued. The prized possession of the Jail glistened in the sun as my V-card belt was exposed. The breeze felt fine on my skin, another taste of freedom. Though, my fuckbox was still in a cage, pleading to have a taste of the fresh air, I swiftly put on the clothes and continued my way to freedom. But it was no use, I was swiftly gripped once again.I awoke, back at the prison, and found myself held on all fours, completely helpless to whatever might come. The guards came in with an all too accustomed device, another V-card belt! But this one was different, shaped more like metal trunks than the thong fashion of belt I had been wearing. It looked futuristic and intimidating...and this belt's bark was nothing compared to it's bite. I shivered as the guards told me the fresh belt's functions. The belt had fingerprint mechanism and only the fingerprint of the Jail tormentor can unlock me! I was at the grace of a metal key that could be taken away, now I am at the grace of a fingerprint which can never be taken away. This belt has an electrical 'punishment' feature to use when I become disorderly. This technological belt also had a GPS function making run away impossible. This is so cruel! Even I don't deserve this!I was dragged by the officers to a dark underground dosage of the Jail I've never been to. I was to be positioned in a strange laser Jail box and if when I touch the lazers, my fuckbox is given an electrical shock! I couldn't believe what they were doing! I could not budge an inch in this circle of pain. I was weary and scared.Weeks have handed by since my ordeal. I am still in Jail and now with a fresh box pal of a V-card belt. Because of my run away attempt, they permanently give me inspections to make sure my inevitable lingerie is still trussed on me. Even worse, I am permanently to sleep in nothing but my fresh metal panties. I have no choice but to submit to these bastards.
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