House arrest

With the rise of prison population, the government decided on a new approach. The government purchased buildings to be used as housing for prisoners. Low level offenders are housed in apartment.they are not allowed to leave there homes. They are changed to a guard at all Times. They can have a tv and cable but the prisoner had to pay for it. It is on a filter controlled and monitored by the department of correction.
Jenny Dillon was convicted of a series if theft. She  sentenced two years confinement. She was taken from the court took to her home.she was still dressed in the Orange jumpsuit.
She was changed to Deen her guards . there was a full escorts . she was led inside. “Can I change?”she asked. “Yes ” Deen said.
He escorted her to her bedroom. He locked the door. He got out his gun. He uncuffed her. He aimed it at her. He removed the cuffs. “Make it quick!”he insisted.
“Can’t you turn around?”she asked.”no I can’t . ” Deen Said. He resented that he was even asked it.she was not happy.
She pulled off the jump suit then took it off. She put on a tank top and pajama bottoms.he handcuffed herself to him. They went to the couch.
She watched tv. She did not have a lot to chose from. She watched a soap opera. She tried to get him engaged in a conversation with him on the show. He did not engage in the conversation.
She watched cartons after wards. He was relieved that she chose something different then soaps. They both enjoyed it.
” I want to get something to eat. “She said. ” ok. “He said.they went to the kitchen. She made a burger and fries.they both eat. She tried to engage him in smal talk. He would have none of it.
Afterwords she had to use the bathroom. “Can you pull down my pants and under ware ?”she asked. “Yes “he said. He pulled down her pj pants and panty. She sat down and did her business.
Then she got up. She asked him to pull it back up. “This is really awkward.” she said. “Look you committed the crime. In my mind you got off easy. If I was the judge I would have you in a chain gang working in a mining camp. “He said. “Well I am glad your a guard not a judge. Forced labor would not be good for my nail.” she Said  That statement got quite a reaction from him. She said in order to get his goat.
She decided to go to bed fairly early. It had been a long day.she was able to get a comfortable bed . she got a friend to get it for her. It was a twin mattress. It was very comfortable . it was quite a change from the cott at lock up. She asked him to remove her pants. She got into bed. He had to sleep with her.
They fell asleep. She woke up well tested. She loved being in her own bed again. Well you know.
“I would like a shower. “She said. He was not thrilled but he understood. He locked the door. He in cuffed her. He let her strip naked.he striped as well.he ‘re cuffed her. They went into the shower.
They cleaned each other. She had to press him to wash her boobs and vaginal area. Then they dried each other off.
They changed. She put on a t shirt and jeens.he was a constent professional. She got bored. She tried to be platfull with him. He rebuffed her advances.he later told her if he got too amorous with her he might be removed as her guard maybe even worse.
One night she cuded with him.he rejected but relented. He found her soft. He got little less strict with her.
Then the two years had passed. Her term was up. He uncuffed her. She went to her house. She missed him.she even missed being hand cuffed to him.
She considered commitng a crime.she might not get him as her guard. She might not even get sentenced to house arrest. She. Decided against that.
He met her. He decided to leave the service. He went to see her. She hugged him.then they kissed.
They went into the bed room. They kissed. He removed her sweater.She removed his shirt.he took off her pants. She removed his underware. She unclasped her bra.he took off her panty.he went inside her. She moaned and moaned. He put it in.
After they cuddled.she asked him to stay. After that he never left. It was like before well without the cuffs well most of the time.
The end.

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