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Inmate Quirk Hunter has managed to run away the custody of the Innocence 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 invent as I ran thru the forest, attempting to run away the masochists 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 massive rock I moneyless thru the ankle handcuffs that trussed my legs. These handcuffs were barbaric and rusty but allowed me to lightly break free-for-all from their iron grip. But these handcuffs were only part of my restraints. There was one contraption I still had to break from my body, this sinister Innocence belt. As lengthy as I wore this Innocence belt, I was not really free, I was still a gimp to this experimental Jail that I might be in for the rest of my life. The wish to break free-for-all from the clutches of this belt are so great, I will be a free-for-all doll again!Running thru the streets I quickly found a back yard with clothes drying on a line and I quickly unclothed out of the uncomfortable and strong Jail uniform I was issued. The prized possession of the Jail glistened in the sun as my Innocence belt was exposed. The breeze perceived superb on my skin, another taste of freedom. Though, my fuckbox was still in a cage, asking to have a taste of the new air, I quickly put on the clothes and continued my way to freedom. But it was no use, I was quickly seized once again.I awoke, back at the prison, and found myself restrained on all fours, downright helpless to whatever might come. The guards came in with an all too familiar device, another Innocence belt! But this one was different, shaped more like iron trunks than the panty 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 new belt's functions. The belt had fingerprint technique and only the fingerprint of the Jail tormentor can unlock me! I was at the mercy of a iron key that could be taken away, now I am at the mercy of a fingerprint which can never be taken away. This belt has an electric '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 unusual laser Jail box and if when I fumble the lazers, my fuckbox is given an electric shock! I couldn't believe what they were doing! I could not stir an inch in this circle of pain. I was weakened and scared.Weeks have passed by since my ordeal. I am still in Jail and now with a new box friend of a Innocence belt. Because of my run away attempt, they regularly give me inspections to make sure my unpreventable lingerie is still corded on me. Even worse, I am regularly coerced to sleep in nothing but my new iron panties. I have no choice but to submit to these bastards.
Inmate Quirk Hunter has managed to run away the custody of the Innocence 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 invent as I ran thru the forest, attempting to run away the masochists 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 massive rock I moneyless thru the ankle handcuffs that trussed my legs. These handcuffs were barbaric and rusty but allowed me to lightly break free-for-all from their iron grip. But these handcuffs were only part of my restraints. There was one contraption I still had to break from my body, this sinister Innocence belt. As lengthy as I wore this Innocence belt, I was not really free, I was still a gimp to this experimental Jail that I might be in for the rest of my life. The wish to break free-for-all from the clutches of this belt are so great, I will be a free-for-all doll again!Running thru the streets I quickly found a back yard with clothes drying on a line and I quickly unclothed out of the uncomfortable and strong Jail uniform I was issued. The prized possession of the Jail glistened in the sun as my Innocence belt was exposed. The breeze perceived superb on my skin, another taste of freedom. Though, my fuckbox was still in a cage, asking to have a taste of the new air, I quickly put on the clothes and continued my way to freedom. But it was no use, I was quickly seized once again.I awoke, back at the prison, and found myself restrained on all fours, downright helpless to whatever might come. The guards came in with an all too familiar device, another Innocence belt! But this one was different, shaped more like iron trunks than the panty 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 new belt's functions. The belt had fingerprint technique and only the fingerprint of the Jail tormentor can unlock me! I was at the mercy of a iron key that could be taken away, now I am at the mercy of a fingerprint which can never be taken away. This belt has an electric '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 unusual laser Jail box and if when I fumble the lazers, my fuckbox is given an electric shock! I couldn't believe what they were doing! I could not stir an inch in this circle of pain. I was weakened and scared.Weeks have passed by since my ordeal. I am still in Jail and now with a new box friend of a Innocence belt. Because of my run away attempt, they regularly give me inspections to make sure my unpreventable lingerie is still corded on me. Even worse, I am regularly coerced to sleep in nothing but my new iron panties. I have no choice but to submit to these bastards.
Added: 2025-02-26 • Views: 7 • Duration: 16:32
Categories: BDSM • Studio: FancySteel
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