Prisoner 154: StephanieEchoing through endless, steel corridors, the sound of chains as they’re dragged across the cold floor. The gentle padding of bare feet on that smooth metal can be heard if listened for. The chromed leg irons that produce that echoing sound hang from small, otherwise bare ankles. Thin legs are visible up to the knees, where a pair of slightly baggy, black shorts cover the rest. Printed white letters on the hip of those shorts, to which they barely hang on, read “Property of Callisto InDe Facility.” Those delicate hips, are visible – along with an inch or two of navel – due to the equally baggy, though somewhat short, black T shirt that hangs from her shoulders. On the front, over relatively small and unsupported breasts, more white words were printed, though entirely backwards and thus unreadable. On the back, is printed what can be assumed is the girl’s name: Stephanie. Number 154.More Like This
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This is a fake story I helped write based off an actual newspaper article. I had a friend doing the editing. She is into bondage and thought it would be fun to rewrite it to make it like a story in a periodical.
Cooperville, Texas — Amy Jones crosses her bare feet at the ankles as she leans over her chair analyzing a schematic in a Martin County courtroom. “I think I like this one, does it come in blue?” She asks. Several tables are arranged around her, and well-dressed professionals with massive 3 ring binders are demonstrating and discussing options. A classic beauty with her brunette hair fixed in a ponytail, Amy, looks like any young college coed that would be found in the library, at lunch with friends, or studying under a tree. But here, she looks out of place especially in chains connecting her wrists and ankles and wearing a standard prison issued linen blouse and skirt. She gets out of her chair to view the opposite side of the