Chapter 8
"Stand still," an unfamiliar male voice said. "I am tying strings to the clamps
on your nipples so that we can lead you where-ever we want you to go." "When the
strings are slack, I suggest you don't move, but if you feel a tug in any
direction you will follow the tension, got it?"
The strings became taut as someone led you waddling across the soft carpet and
when you stepped onto the trail room floor your bare feet felt the difference.
Walking was difficult because between your legs was some sort of metal holding
your ankles apart. Additionally were those awful things hanging from your
pussy-lips. When they wanted you to turn, they jerked the string pulling your
nipples in one direction or another.
Whomever was leading you said, "When we get to the door of the jail we will walk
you through the streets over to the prison!"
Your heart pounded, they were moving you out in public?
The answer came soon enough as you felt the floor taper down and you practically
stumbled. Suddenly your felt warmth from some source on one half of your body.
It was distinct like sunlight. Then your feet touched what you perceived to be
concrete or warm asphalt surfacing.
You were led along with jerks forward on your tender nipples. Voices from a
crowd were off in the distance, and they led you toward them. You felt hot air
blowing around you whipping your hair and making your skin begin to bead with
sweat. It was a humid heat, and the sunlight made it that much more intense.
On and on you waddled as the strings kept tension on your tender buds. You ears
took in many sounds. Autos in the distance, birds, rustling of leaves, or maybe
palm fronds. When they turned you to the left you began walking on deep sand and
the voices grew louder as though they were ahead and around behind something.
Closer still you went. It disturbed you to be led along with nobody speaking to
you and you not knowing whom or how many people went with you.
The voices were audible and clearer before long and you could tell they came
from some open space, but where it was you hadn't a clue. The strings kept your
following along until you seemed in the midst of the crowd. They didn't seem to
notice you at all but there were many words spoken in a language you were not
familiar with.
Hands suddenly touched your hips from behind and you were startled, those hands
guided you forward slowly until you felt some steps in front of you. Some strong
hands grabbed your arms and lifted you up til your feet were placed on a wooden
surface.
Instant clapping and a roar of cheer broke out from the crowd.
You were so afraid and embarrassed you almost lost control of your bladder. You
knew your body was totally visible and that your huge breasts hung down in front
of you, not to mention your shaven pussy held wide by that metal.
The cheers went on for a minute or so and then died out. A male voice over a
loudspeaker said, "May I have your attention please." Then as total quiet
ensued, the voice continued, "During a trial today this woman was found guilty
of drug crimes, and sentenced to a long term in prison." "She is from another
country and at this time has been unable to fund her prison stay." "Therefore in
the interest of finance we are offering her services for a monetary exchange."
"We will chain her up here for about two hours so that anyone interested may
inspect her for their needs." He then went on and to describe your body build,
measurements, he announced you weren't a virgin, had never been pregnant.
You shied inside at hearing these things about yourself, especially having them
spoken in public.
Someone took your wrists and uncuffed them, then while two sets of hands held
yours you were turned and pushed up against a large piece of wood. Your arms
were spread up and out, wrists tied wide to something. You felt like you were
strung out on a cross. Next, something was wrapped around the thigh of each leg
pulling out wide. This forced your pussy open even further and made you very
aware of what everyone could see.
Hands left you and you heard the voice once more. This time it didn't come from
the loudspeaker. It came from next to you. "Ok prisoner, you are to remain here
for two hours while the public inspects you." "You are not to speak unless
answering a question." "Though you are tied and held fast they might ask you to
do something like use muscles or whatever - you will do your best." "We are
hoping that someone wants to pay for your first day or week of prison, and they
will be given something in return, from you." "You better hope they want you!"
You heard footsteps as he walked away.
More footsteps came across the wooden boards and you began to feel hands,
fingers touching and probing you everywhere. They went to the obvious, your
pussy and breasts, but more still wanted you to open your mouth, opened your
nose and squeezed your muscles. No one spoke though and you only felt them
around you.
The touching went on for a very long time and you wondered not only how many
people came up to you but what they looked like. You were beyond blushing, and
though it was terrible to admit, very wet between your legs. You cursed your
nipples not to become hard with these things clamped on them but they didn't
listen to you and firmed up very nicely for these probing fingers. Somehow those
things on your pussy held you open while fingers touched your insides, they
penetrated and re-penetrated you often very rapidly. Worse still were the hands
that covered your heavy breasts, playing with them like balls of dough, rolling,
squeezing, pinching and jiggling. Still, there was silence from the owners of
these hands.
It seemed like two hours had passed when the fingers stopped pinching, hands
left and footstep sounds moved away from you. Now the sun beat down on your body
covered in sweat.
Once again the voice sounded, "Ok people, you have had a chance to examine her,
next we will demonstrate some things you could expect her to do for you." "We
have some things here to show what she is capably of right now!"
The voice moved closer to you and you felt something push around your face, it
was round and long, and they pushed it between your lips so you closed your
mouth. The voice said through the loud speaker, "Open your mouth to swallow
this, and suck on it, or we will shove it up between your buttocks and I assure
you that it will rip you wide open there!"
Hearing that you allowed your mouth to open and took the huge long thick thing
in your mouth. When you sucked in your found that you could breathe through it
like a straw, and as it was pushed deeper you tried to take all of it. Cheering
and clapping broke out in the crowd! This made you cringe at having to perform
such a thing in public!
Next you felt hands around your pussy! Suddenly something slick was pushed into
you and it was very large, widening you up beyond what you thought was possible.
The voice said, "We have a large item here that is very unique invention." "It
use electronics to measure how much of a gripping force has surrounded it." "It
also had temperature taps in three places, and it can lengthen and contract from
this machine here we have between her legs." "We have made it sort of an
automatic sex machine to see how long it takes before she responds and then
measures her responses by category." "We want everyone interested to know that
it is available to rent out with any prisoner, since it never tires it can be
used as persuasion or punishment!" "Today it is for persuasion!" The voice
laughed as did many of the people in the crowd.
That same voice came over to you and whispered in your ear, as a hand unwrapped
the ties around your thighs, and another massaged a breast. "Better perform well
dearie, cause it can tell us how much effort you put from inside while we only
see the outside your body." "Now begin to move yourself back and forth on this
rubber tube for the people or you'll be whipped."
You began crying at having to perform such a hideous thing, imagine the vice
president of a company having to behave like a common slut! You felt a tug on
your nipple and it got your attention so you pushed your hips forward, feeling
the large thick thing move in deeper. You pictured yourself on this cross in
this position and sobbed deeply. When you had pushed yourself as far forward as
possible, the voice reminded you to back it out of you.
So you pulled your hips backward and felt as some of it slides out of you. When
your buttocks hit the wood behind you there was no option but to move forward
again. This time when you moved forward, you felt those things on your pussy
lips graze along the tube tug on your lips. The crowd cheered as you continued
to move back and forth taking the tube and pushing yourself back on it. Clapping
sound became a rhythm and your hips were forced by hands until you kept the
tempo.
