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Group home

The edson home was a group home for those who were troubled. This is not a prison but it is run like a secure facility. Those who enter the program cannot leave until they are discharged.  It is supervised by the health department. It is a public private co venture.  They are not techicaly prisoners,  they could be subject to prosecution for crimes if they do not complete the program. 

Some in the program are there as part of a plea agreement.  Others are referred there. Some are brought by famuly intervention.  Others go on there own. 

The edson home is for those over eighteen who need to be managed or are at risk.  Those who attend can only be discharged by completing the program. All discharged are approved by the adninistrator of the facility.

Bri was 19 years old. Her parents were woried about her. She seemed depressed latly. Her best friend anna died in a car crash. She was distraght dispindent. She had gone on websites that talked about how to commit suicide.  Her parents worked and could not be home with her all the time.

They considered having her placed in am institution.  She was evaluated and rather then have her placed in a mental hospital, it was decided to instead have her sent to the edson house. 

Bri wore a teal coat with a gray shirt and black pants and flip flops. She was qiet. Her mom drove her. “Hunnie i hate doing this. I fear i dont have no choice. Your dad and your siblings and i are scared spitless. We don’t want to come home and find you dead. We want you to get help. ” her mom told her.  

She cried.  ” ok.mommy” bri said. The car neared the home. There were parking attendants.  Her mom presented the paper work with to the attendant.  She was alowed to park. The attendant infomed his superior that bri and her mom had arived.

One of the attendants led up up the stairs. Bri and her mom walked up the stairs holding hands. A door opened. “Hi i am sasha Lawrence.  I am the group supervisor. Are you bri?”she asked. She said yes.

Sasha invited the two inside.  The two filled out the paper work. Sense this was an intervention,  bri’s mom signed her in.  

“Bri this is not a prison. You will be hear until you are released by me. You will be safe hear and cared for. This is a safe place. You will be cared for.  You will be helped hear. ” sasha assured her. She started to shake. Sasha hugged her.  

It was time for her mom to leave. Her mom hugged and kissed her daghter. Sasha  took her hand and they went to the resident area. Sasha walk with her hand in hand to the intake area. 

“Bri this ias morgan. She is in on dutty right now.  Morgen will get into intake and get you processed and all that. ” sasha said. She said ok. 

“Hi bri . Come with me” morgan said.Morgan was only a few years older then bri. She seemed realy nice. She took her hand and they went to the intake area. 

they went inside a cubicle like area. ” bri i am locking the door. only so we can have privicy. the whole facility has cameras but they are only for your safty. ” morgan said. she said she understood. 

“Alrught hunnie. I need to search you. I will be very gentle.  You are not alowed any wespons. All personal efects will be placed in a locker.  Your clothing is provided by us. You will need to strip in front of me. This is necessary but i will make it as not uncomfortable as  possible.  ” morgan said. Bri told her that she unserstood and that it was ok. 

Morgan patted her down. She chwcked her pockets and everywhere else. Bri got a little erroused. She tried to not be aroused. She still was. 

“Ok. Can you please remove your sandles?” she asked. ” she kicked off her sandles. 

“I am going to pull off your coat.” morgan said. She searched her shirt as she pulled the coat off. She looked it over and examined it. She determined that there was no contraband in it. 

She pulled off her shirt.  She retracted the shirt. She pulled it off and looked it over.  There was nothing that should not be there.  

She removed her black pants. She pulled them down to her feet. She pulled them off. She examined them as well. There was nothing out of the ordinary. 

Morgan unclasped her bra. She removed it. She looked it over. She pulled her panties down.  She took them off. Bri felt vanerable being naked in front of morgan who was not that much older. 

She had her sit down and checked her for lice. She did not find any. She told her she needed to take a shower. New members were required to shower when they were going though intake.  Some came there off the streets. This was seen as essential.  

She washed herself. Morgan wached to make sure she was being thorough. She used a powerful shampoo that killed dandruf and lice just in case.  She was dried off with a towel afyerwards. 

She was given bra and panties. Then she was given a green t shirt with the logo of the house. She was given black pants and flip flops. She was brought to her room. 

There was a rigid structure there. They had meal times, as well as seasins with a counselor personaly and as a group.  There was time for the lounge . they could watch tv but it was carefully screaned. Bri would have a dificult time but hopfully it would be successful.  

The end. 

This is a work of fiction and fantasy. This has no bases in reality. 

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The fantasy 

I’m Amanda. I go by Mandy.  I grew up in a fundamental baptist church.  My dad was a deacon.  My mom taught Sunday school.  I believed in conservitive dress. I only wear dresses or skirts.  I wear dreses or skirts that go bellow the knee. I never watched a second of television or commercial radio. I avoided pop culture all together. 

I was home schooled.  I was a bit sheltered. I was fine with that. I did not mind being sheltered. I think that it was a good thing. 

I was not boy crazy in my pre teen or teen years. I never realy went though that phase in my teen years. There were several young men in my church. I was friendly with them but i did not even think of them as a potential romantic interest.  My parents did not want me to date before i graduated high school but that was fine with me. 

I went to a fundamental baptist college.  I traned in a general bible study. I was traning so i could be a pastors wife or to serve in some kind of ladies ministry in a local church. I wanted to be maried but did not go all out to find a husbend. 

I dont know why but i was elected freshman class secretary and met jr class president Joseph.  Joseph and i worked close together on the student concil. We became friends.  We saw each other at a christian camp that sumner. We got closer. 

He was elected sr class president the following year.   She was once again elected class secretary.   They continued to grow closer. Midway into the school year,they decided to date. He got her dad’s permission to formerly court her. 

After he graduated, he worked at his home church.  He interned with the pastor.  He was traning for the ministry.  The sumner before her senior year he perposed and she accepted. 

She had a secret.  She had an usual fascination.  She had an odd fetish.  She liked to fantasize about being rapped.  She did tell any one about this.  She kept it a closely guarded secret. 

A few back her colege roommate anna told her that she had been raped. She had a nightmere. She screamed in her sleep. It woke her up.Mandy ran to her. She hugged her and she comforted her. 

“I had a nightmere. ” she admited. She calmed her. Amanda got her to tell her about it. ” one day i came home.  A rapist was waiting for me. He forced me to the bed. He ripped off ny underwear. He unzipped his pants and forced his thing into me.” anna said.

Amanda felt weird. She had no idea what was going on. She did not realize that she was beccoming horney. She was getting turned on . She did not know that. That did not occur to her. She was not aware if that.  She was unfamiler with fetism. 

That night she was in her bed. Anna’s mind recalled what Anna had described.  She replayed the story in her head. It continued to go though her brain.  

As she replayed it.she pulled up her pink nightie and took her hand into her panties. She placed her fingers into her vaginal area. She pleasured herself.  

She had no idea what masturbation was. She was unfamiler with the sin of onen. She did not know that Some christians believed that the sin of onen involved masturbation.  She did not. Know any of this.

She did feel bad about getting pleasure from her friend’s  trauma. While she tried to stop it. It continued to come into her mind.

When she and her future husband got engaged,  she started imagining him rapping her. He would be violtent as he picked her up and pinned her on the bed. He would riped her skirt and underware. He was vicious and violent. The real Joseph was the poller oposite. He was gentle and reserved. 

They were a maried a couple of mounths after she graduated from college.  They knew eachother shortly after the wedding was concluded. She liked it but felt slughtly unfulfilled. 

She did not say it but he had a strong suspicion that that was the case. Despite his attempts to alter it, it did not seem to help. He did not know what to do.  

One day during sex she told him to hold down her arms. He was sceptical.  She insisted.  He did. She had him hold her down and restrain him. 

He did.  She resisted and incised he fight it and subdue her.  The sex got better the more controling he was. Eventually during a particuler forceful encounter on his part, she got pregnent.

He was not sure how he felt about her getting horney by being ravished by him. She incisted on consensual nin consent. He tried to go back to vanilla sex but she would not have it. She liked to be dominated in bed. 

She gave birth to a healthy baby boy. Then when there son was weaned,  during a mock rape, he impregnated her again. This time she had a girl.  

He got a little more comfortable with it. He was stil not a big fan of it. He worked to change her kind. That attempt was not sucesfull. He slowly got more uae to it. He eventualy got comfortable with it. He came to embrace it. 

By the birth of there third child anorher daughter he had fully embeaced it. They did not tel anyone about this..it was only. Between them.that was how they wanted it. It worked for them. 

The end. 

This is a work of fiction and fantasy.

This story is not endorsing rape or rape fantasy. 

Pyschologial studies have revealed that there ate women who have rape fantisies. 

Leah and brit 

Leah and brit were sisters.  Leah was 25 years old. She had light brown hair.she routinly wore her hair in a ponytail.  Her height was five foot four.  

Brit’s real name was briton victoria elizebeth. She went by brit. Most of her friends and acquaintances thought brit was short for Britney. She liked that she had a bit of a mystique to her name. She liked that it was a bit unusual. 

Her dad loved history.  He went into a British history kick. He and there mom took a vacation to england.  It was in London that brit was conceived.  That was the reason for her naime. 

Brit was 23 years old.  She had dirty blond hair. She was slightly taller then Leah.  She was at five foot five. 

The two had always been close. There are pictures of little leah holding her baby sister with the help of there parents. Leah and brit often played together. Leah and brit were close though elementary school.

Leah went though a phase where she wanted nothing to do with brit. That was a short lived phase. Leah went off to college.  Brit missed her. Brit went off to colege. 

They stayed in touch while they were at different colleges. They talked on the phone and talked on social media as well. 

They enjoyed when they could hang out together.  They gave eachother great big hugs. They hated when they had to leave and go there seperate ways.  

After they graduated from colege, they moved back to there home town. Leah got a job working at the town office. Brit was able to start her own real esate business. 

They rented an apartment together .then when they both saved money,  they decided to buy a house together. 

There parents encouraged them to find husbends and start a family. They seemed to be in no hurry to find potential spouces. Work kept both if them quite buisy. They did find time to do lesurely activities. The odd thing was that they always chose to do things together. 

There family was glad that they were close. They feared that it might be holding eachother back. Maybe they should back off from eachother for a bit. Get out of there comfort zone and meet people like guys that could potentially be a future spouse. Neither one put themselves out where they could meet a potential mr. Right. There family found it quite concerning for multiple reasons. 

They were concerned that they were holding eachother back. They were a crutch to eachother.  They did not see it that way.

They were not just sisters. They were best friends.  They were confidants.  They were there for there for eachother. 

Some felt that they were too close. That they were almost close in a creapy way. They had nicknames for eachother.  Brit called her lee lee.  Leah called brit britty. They used there pet names liberaly. 

They held hands while at the mall or at a grocery store. They hugged. Sonetimes they sat on eachothers lap or spooned. 

“Lee i am kinda concerned about you and brit. ” her mom said. “What do you mean? ” leah asked.  “Well , you two don’t seem to have boundaries with eachother. I have come to your house and found you two both barefoot and just wearing t shirt and boxers.  You hang out in the bathroom while the other person is in the toilet. You have watched porn together. Need i go on?” her mom said. 

“No i get what you saying. ” leah answered to her mom. “And..” her mom said trying to garner a response. 

“Well. I gues i can see  why you might think it is odd. That is just how we relate to eachother. ” leah said trying to defend herself and her sister.

“Its not just me. People are talking. Friends.  People we know.  Your co workers ,others. You have a reputation to maintain.  You two are oubluc figures. One a bussiness owner,  the other a public official.  You have to be carefull. ” she admonished them. 

“I know that mom. That is our thing. It is really no big deal. “Leah tried yo assure her mom. “You two both have bright futures. You both could whatever you want to.  The sky is really the limit. Business, politics, it is all open for you. ” her mom told her. 

“I know . this is how we relate.  It may seem weird to others. It is not that odd we are just really close. We are really comfortable with eachother.  Come on mom , you and aunt Julia are realy close.  Some could talk. ” leah said.

“Oh they do.  Just tone it down a bit ok?” her mom asked.  She chuckled and  assured her that she would. 

“Do you like girls? ” her mom asked.”mayby i gues sort of.  I am not totally a lesbian mayby bi but i do luke guys.  I do want to marry a dude someday.  ” leah told her. “Oh ok. Just making sure. ” her mom told her. 

Leah told brit about the conversation.”you think we go too far?” leah asked.  “No i dont.  Everyone has there qurks.” brit said. “Let me ask you do you think we go too far?” brit asked. ” no i dont.  I gues i could see why others on the outside might. ” leah said.  

“Its weird society has changed a lot. We are more accepting. I guess incest is still a taboo. ” brit said in a tounge and cheak fashon. 

“You dont have some kind of thing for me do you?” leah asked. “Mayby a little. ” brit said.  “Brit! That is disgusting.  ” leah said in protest. 

“You have never thought about us?”leah asked. ” of course not.” leah insisted.  “What about that time you screamed frig me harder brit!” she pointed out.  ” oh! You know about that?” leah renarked. “As do everyone on this street? ” brit said “it was a dream. It does not count. ” leah insisted.  

“Dreams are a reflection of our subconscious! “Brit said. “Because i dreamed about doing you meens i want to do you in real life?” she asked. 

“You dont want to sleep with me?” brit asked. “Well!” leah said as she hemmed and hawed. 

“Dont wait for the translation lee lee. Answer me now? Do you want to sleep with me?” brit demanded to know. 

“Yes ! Dawn it! Yes i want to sleep with you!” leah declared. ” then what is stoping you? ” brit asked. 

Leah tackled brit and power drove her on to the bed. Leah kissed brit. She pulled off brit’s t shirt. Brit pulled off her pink t shirt. They pulled off each other’s shorts and bra and panties. 

Leah sucked in her tits. Brit begged her to keep going.  Leah loved licking brit’s boobs. 

Leah then went for her sister’s pussey. After a time brit licked her. They cuddled afterwards. 

They decided to sleep in the same bed. They showered together.  They did not care what people thought. 

The end.

Notes

Yes this is out there.  This is odd stories. 

Chastity device

I’m ben. I was a manager at a very reputable conpony. I seemed to be an up and comming. Then it all came crashing down.

 Someone was embezzling from the conpomy. There was a huge investigation. It was nasty and dirty. I fully cooperated in the probe. I had nothing to hide so i hunketed down and did what i had to. I was honest and cooperative.  I just wanted this all to be over.  

It seemed to be going fine. The ceo was determined to get to the bottom of what was going on. As it turned out it was his nephew who was steeling from the compony. The ceo did not have any sons only daughter and kent was the cloest thing he had to a son. He hoped that kent would one day take over as head of the company.  

The evidence of kent’s indiscretion was clear. There was no doubt he was guilty.  He was acting alone.  He had no confederates.  

The c.e.o could not throw his nephew to the wolves as it were.  He could not fire him or turn him over to the police. There had been a massive investigation.  He could not sweep it under the rug.  A nothing to see her was not going to cut it in this case. That was clear. 

The CEO decided to frame someone else for the crime – me. The ceo was careful.  He realy incriminated me. There was plenty of “evidence”  

The ceo and i had been friends.  I had been to his house for bbq and pool parties on manny occasions.  It was nothing personal.  It was a kind of bro before under lings. 

The police knocked on my door at 5:00 am one morning.  I had no clue what was going on. I was arrested and brought to a nearby lock up. 

The ceo actualy spoke on my behath at my senticing. He beged for leniency.  I was sentenced to a year in prison .it could have been worse.  A lot worse.

I got a mounth to get my afairs in order. The time came for me to arive. I dressed in a gray t shirt and jeans and wore sandles. I drove to the prison. I was directed to an inmate parking area. I was instructed to pyt the key in the ignition. I was to leave a card with my name on the stering wheal. 

I then got out. A gaurd let me out of the parking area. I enteted the mane part of the conpound. I took everything in. I saw men and women. I perceived that they were fellow inmates.  I assumed that this was an all male prison. It seemed that this was a coed facility. That would be fine with me. 

Some inmates wore regular cloths.some wore a dark blue or gray jumpsuits.  Others were in various sate of undress. Apparently modesty was not a requirement hear. That was not the weirdest thing hear. 

Both male and female inmates all seemed to wear a metal  breef or panties. Why was that i wondered.

I had no idea what to do. I decided to ask someone for help. I decided to find the most attractive inmate i could find. I chose a young inmate i later learned was named Lydia.  She went by the name lydie.  She wore a pink t shirt and the panty. She was barefoot. 

“Excuse me miss. I am a new arival. I need to register. ” i said. “You have not been prepared.  ” she said. I did not like the sound of that. I did not like that at all. ” no i have not been.”i answered. 

“Ok. Folow me.” she said. We went to a maine building. We went inside. They went to the reception desk. “I have a new recrit for you angie. ” lydie said to the girl at the reception desk. 

“Ok! Do you have the paper work?” she asked. I presented it to her. “Ange,katie and i could use a roomate. Can you assign him to our room?” she asked.  “Sure. Lyid can you show him to intake?” she asked.

Lydie agreed. Lydie seemed really nice. She hardly seemed like a hardened criminal.  Then again this was a minimum secuity prison for white collar criminals. 

We went to intake. I met a gaurd.  I was told to strip naked. I was subjected to a full body cavity search. I had to turn over all belongs not my cloths. 

Then it was explaned that all inmates wore what they refered to as a chastity device. It was esentialy a diaper of sorts. It was a metal breef. 

“Basicaly your penis is connected to a cathitor inside the breef. The device has a box that colects pee. You will be bathed every other day. That will be the only time you wont be allowed to wear it. You wil be changed two times a day. The device is designed to nutrilize fecal matter.  You msy experience chafing and other skin iretation. We monitor for that. We can provide skin ointment if needed.

I hated the thought of that. I did not like the thought of having no acess to my privy members.  I feared it might cause incontinent issues.i figured it might cause ichiness. The chaffing and skin irritation was not fun. 

I had to get on a gurney.  I was strapped in. The breef felt like five hundred ponds. The breef was fited to me. It was snug. The breef was placed in a lock. It was impossible for me to remove even i wanted to. There was way i could remove it.   

It felt hot my penis area was swety. I was told i could put my cloths back on. Lydie explaned that it feel beter not to wear pants. It does not swet as much.  I put my pants back on. It did not feel good. I did not like the idea of going half naked nor did i want to swet like crazy. 

Lydie offered to show me tomy room.the room was small but nice. There were two set of bunk beds. She introduced me to katie. Katie wore a t shirt but no pants.  She was young and cute. She had a pony tail. 

The rules were simple.  We could go anywhere we want unles the room had a red sign with the words alert. We can engage in physical contact including kissing and sucking tits.

I loved brest feeding.  Both my my roomates let me nurse on them. I did it frequently.  I got to watch them make out. They let me watch and even encouraged it. 

I had trouble peing at first. Lydie told me to relax. Finally the pee came out.over time the pee just came out. This was bad for any hope of maintaining continuance post prison but that could not be helped. 

I had no idea what to do about when i sm hony. There was no way to mastubate with the chastity device.  I moatly grined and bared it.

Prison life was for the most part not too bad. I was ajusting to it. At least i got to hang out with a lot of half naked girls.  

The end.

Notes 

This was similar to the last post. I like it better. I see it as much more developed.  

Nurse scrubs

Jannie was a women of many talents. She was a wife, mom and an owner of her small business.   She had a one person law firm. She had a young son and daughter. She was stil in her twenties but was already sucesfull. 

She lived in a smal town.  There was only two other lawyers in the town. Shw got a lot of business.  She did everything from title searches, to probate to criminal cases. Criminal cases were mostly vegrentcies, public intoxiation and the like. She was kept very busy.  She had a good reputation. She was personaly well liked by people in the town and surrounding areas.

She liked to play sports.  She had always liked athletics.  She changed her own oil in her car. She knew how to make several smaller car repair.  That was to not to say she was not girlie. 

She usualy wore skirt to work. On occasion she wore dress pants.she loved to style her hair. She loved to wear panty hose. She did not go all out with fashon. She always looked nice. She knew how to be fashionable.  She looked eligent but not extravagant.  

She always went home at four in the afternoon.  She worked hard but rested hard. She would never sacrifice time with her husband and kids. She was a workaholic but also beleved that everything had a time. One good should never be sacrificed by another good. That was what she did. 

At four o’clock,  the close sign went up. She got in her car and headed home. She loved her job but also liked being at home and being with her family. 

She pulled into the driveway. She parked the car. She opened the car door and excited the car door and closed the door and headed inside. 

She got inside. She kicked off her shoes. She hugged and kissed her husband.  She then kissed her young son and baby daughter. 

She then went upstairs. She went to her and his bedroom. She took off her black sports coat. She hung it up on a hanger. She unbuttoned her shirt. She hung it up. She then undid the zipper on her skirt. She let it drop to her feet. She then pulled it off of her. Then she took off the nylons.  

She went to her closet. Thr bed room had two closets. One that was used by her husband.  The other was used by her. She divided her part of the closet into two section. One was the cloths she wore during her work. This was for her professional work. The orther was her casual cloths. The cloths she was during her personal life. 

Her work cloths were mostly boluses and skirts.  There were some pants. She had a few dreses as well. Her casual cloths were only one kind of cloths,  nurses scrubs.

This was particuler. Even more so sense she had never worked in a medical field of any kind. She never had any interest in doing so. At home, she only wore nurses scrubs. She wore scrubs and was barefoot. She never wore shoes or sox in the house. 

She put the scrubs pants first. Then she put the vneck scrub top on over her bra. She removed her hair from the savere braid that she had in it.she let her hair down. She went downstairs. 

She hugged her husband keith again. He kissed her in a passionate manner. They then sat down on ths couch. He put her feet on his lap.  He rubbed her feet. 

You wore only scrubs at his request initially.  She had come to love it. She loved the feel of strech pants. It just felt nice. She enjoyed going barefoot as well. 

You see her husband has a bit of a fetish for women in uniform scrubs. He has had for a long time. He also had a foot fetish. 

When he perposed he did it witn the request that she agree to always go barefoot and wear scrubs at home. She was reluctant to agree to his request.  She gave it some thought and ultimently decided to go along with it. 

It was odd at first.  She got used to it she has even come to like it. She looked forward to getting home and puting on scrubs. 

She had no idea that he had scrub fetish. She did not quite attribute it to arousal. She noticed that it seem to have an enticing afect on him.manny times when she got home from work and put on scrubs he jumped on her. She loved that. It made his thing get verry big. she loved that.

She dismished it at first. After get home and put on scrub sex happened more then three times, it was undeniable.  

She did find it a bit disturbing because his mom and two sisters were nurses.  Was this some kind og represed incest desire. He waa around medical field.  It is possible that it has nothing to do with incest. That could be coincidental.  Scrubs looked like prison uniform. It could be a kind of bondege.

Believe it or not, she was not opposed to bondge. Despite being for all intense and purposes a ceo, she was a submisive. She liked to be subservient. Her husbend was a ku d men. She wanted him to dominate her. She told him so. 

Wearing scrub was something she loved to do. She did not hide it. Friends and family who come to tbe house see her im scrubs. Her family was against it at first. They ajusted to it. She is not ashamed of it. She makes that clear. 

The end.  

Shaming 

I was driving on business.  I came into the town of Morrison.  I planed to pass though the town. I was heeding to the citty of magistrate. 

I came to the center of town. I saw a large gathering.  Half the town seemed to be hear. I had no idea why. I was a bit curious.  I really wanted to stic to business.  

I saw a series of police cars. The car parked. I saw who i believed might be the mayor. He was folowed by two uniform police officers. Then i saw a young lady escorted out. She was 5.6. She weughed about 120 lbs give or take. Her hair was in a pony tail. She wore an orange prison issue jump suit but was barefoot.  She hands feet and waist were shakled. She hardly looked like a hardened criminal but i knew that looks could be deceving. 

She looked very sweet. I felt bad for her. I decided to exited my vehicle. I decided to see what was going on. I got out and quickly blended in with the crowd.  

She was led to the town squre. The whole time she did not look up. I knew i was making assumptions whitch is never a good thing.  I found it difficult to believe that this was right or fair. I tried not to get emotionally involved in this especially when i knew nothing. I tried to stay objective.  

The mayor Douglas branigon came up to a magshift podium.  I surmised that it was set up for this event. Whatever this event is. “If i can have your attention please. ” the mayor said.the crowd got very qiet. The throng gave there leader the floor. He took command of the event at once. 

“our comunity is built on order. we have rules structure. when these rules are broken it demises us all. miss abigail reese. you were found to have stolen vegitibles from mrs mcgregor. there are witneses. you have been found gulty. you will spend today tied to a tree with a sign detaling your crime. you will remain til sunset. ” the mayor said.

i felt bad for her. i later learned her perents were dead. her childhood home was reposed by ministry of revinue. her late farther owed back taxas. his medical coast put him in debt. he got behind in paying income taxas. she had trouble getting a job because she was homeless. many busdiness do not like to hire people with a bad credet rating. she was crap out of luck. 

mayby i should not feel bad for her but i did.  i was able to become a sucesfulk business because i knew how to play the game. i knew how to win even with the deck stack against you. i did not like it not did i think it was right or fair. it sinply was. i was not a politician burocrat or philosopher. i just wanted to be a good citizen and be self suficent. i wanted others to have that opotunity as well. i did not beleve that was always posible. i regreted that. 

“Remove her shakles!” the mayor demanded. The police officers conplied. The senior officer took out a key and unlocked her chains. They were removed.  

“You wil remove your clothing!” the mayor incisted. Many towns engaged in nakef shaming.  Nudity is a taboo. It is associated with degradation, humiliation. A sensce of being made powerless. A power play. 

I probably should not but i did feel sory for her.  This went too far. Surely she could have had to pay a fine or restitution.  Maybe a day or two in jail.  This seemed a bit harsh. Of course i would keep this view to myself.i doubt it would be a popular view. 

She did not recist or fight the order. She unzipped the orange jump suit. She pulled it off. She unclasped her bra and took it off. She then pulled down her panties and took it off. 

I felt bad but this whole thing did turn me on. I was prety sure i was not the only one. I could see the bulge in males in attemdence. The females also apeared to be aroused as well. 

She was led to a tree..her waist was tied with chains.  As was her feet.  The sign was put above her. Everyone just watched. She got uncomfortable.  She had to stand.she got tired. 

I decided to stay for a while. I could delay my trupw. Everyone watched for houers on end. Nothing hapened but that hardly mattered. 

She had to pee. She tried to hold on it.her blader exploded after a few houers.  The urine went all over het legs. People were recording it on there phones. It got posted on social media.  Manny had live feeds.  I did feel bad for her. This did go too far. At the same time i was titillated. 

I decided ti delay my trip. She almost fell asleep.  The gaurds woke her up. She could sleep but it was at the diacretion of thr police. I felt they should leave her alone but i had no control. Of the situation. 

I went up to the mayor. “What will happen to her once her sentence is complete?” i asked.  “She will be free. She is a vagrant. She will probably go back to lock up for the night. Most likly she will end up in a non criminal group home for indigents.  ” the mayor said. 

” i am owner and operator of renelds incorporated.  I an bryan renelds.  What if i ofered to have her live with me. ” i sugested. “I need your word you will provide for her.  You will be responsible should break more laws. ” the mayor said. “I know my dutty sir. ” i assured him.

She lost all tract of time. The mayor announced her sentence was complete. She was not looking forward to returning to the county jail.  At least she could sleep.  

The mayor explaned to her the situation.  I went to the police station.i signed a thousand peaces of paper work. She was in my custody. She was alowed to change into her street cloths. That was a pink shirt and denim skirt and flip flops.

We drove out of town. We went to the citt i was planning to go originaly. She slept in the car. When we arived i ordered us room service.  She was greatfull. 

She acted as my assistant while inthe citty. She was quite inteligent. She was very helpful.  

“I would  wiling to work for you. We seem to work well together. ” she told me on the ride back. ” i had a better idea.  Why dont you mary me. I am not uber wealthy but you will be comfoetible. I have land resources.  “I sugested. 

We were maried once we got back to my town.  She and i became partners in every sence of the word. She was an able administrator. She and i became equal owners of the conpony.she became pregnent with twin girls. She toikwa bit of a step back. 

We both look fondly on her punishment now that was over.  We both agree that it was quute hot. 

The end. 

Basement death row 

Amber was newly married.  She decided to stay at home. Her husband had a steady income. He felt he could provide for her.they wanted to one day have a family.  She had a colege degree. She could rerurn to the work force at any time if need be.she was talented and would probably get a job quite easily. 

She was a really good housekeper. She was buisy cleaning and seting things up after the weading. She had goten things looking good. 

She went downstairs to the basement. The previous owner of the property had a bit if capital punishment fetish.  He had built a replica of an electric chair and lethal injection table. There was a gass chamber. 

She discovered it by acident. Her husband had not discovered it yet. She decided to go down to the basement she nicknamed the dungeon.  She looked at them.

She saw that the owner had left behind a collection of prison uniforms. There was a two peace orange scrubs. They were in her size. She striped out of her green t shirt and gray skirt and panties. She put On a diapered. there was a package of diapers. She then put on the orange suit. 

She imagined being led to the electric chair.she would plea with the excucutor not to put her to death.she would cry and plea but to nit avail. 

She was barefoot. She tied her arms and legs to the chair. She imagined being asked if she had any last words.  She would incist she waa innocent and would plea for this to not happen.

The levor was pulled. She imagined the volege of electricity pumped in her. She pretended that she was skirming around. She wingled back and forth. Apparently her imigaination got away from her.she pied in her diaper.all of this got her really horney. 

She stayed in the chair for a while. She heard the door oppen. “Hunie! Im home!” he said. ” oh crap!” she thought.

He noticed that the house was cleen. Where was she? “Amber where are you?” she asked. “Down in the basement. “She said. 

She quickly pulled off her soiled diaper. She hid it in a corner. She would dispose of it later. She quickly put her regular cloths back on. She went up the stairs.  

“What were you doing downstairs? ” he asked.  “I was just checking down stairs. “She said. She hugged and kissed him. 

The next day she threw away the diaper.  Today she put on a blue prison isue scrub. She was barefoot. She got on the gurney. She tied her hands and feet. She imagined being put to sleep.  Then she relaxed her muscles. Again she soiled her diaper. She fell asleep.

He came in. He called for her. He looked around. He opened the door to the basement . he saw her.  She woke up. 

” what is going on?” he asked. “I gues the previous owner was obsessed with capital punishment. ” she said. “Ok!  Why are you wearing a prison suit and straped into the gurney?” he asked. 

“Oh ! That is a really good question. I should probably have an answer. ” she said. “That would be nice. ” he said. 

“Ok i am pretending to be executed. ” she said. ” ok.why?” he asked.  “I have no idea. I was curious.  I saw the execution equipment and decided to try it out. I am not really sure why. “She said. 

“Ok. I am a little confused.  Ok i am very confused but thats ok. Lets get you out of the prison cloths.” he suggested.  “Oh i soiled my diaper ” she said. “Why were you waring a diaper?” he asked. “Women have weaker bladders. Manny women do ware a diaper while executed.  “She told him. ” ok!” he said.

That Saturday they had a relaxing day . they grilled burgers and eat. They sat in the living room. 

“Stand up!” her husband said.  “What? ” she said.”i want to visit the execution chamber. ” he said.she got realy horney. She smiled. She got up.

He escorted her to the basement.  He had her strip naked.  She removed her t shirt. Then she removed her skirt. She took off her bra and panty. He put her in a diaper.

He had her get on the gurney. He put her hands and feet into the gurney.  “Please dont execute me?” she begged. “I have my orders. I just carry out my orders. “He said.” you dont want to do this! ” she begged him.

“Do you have any last words? ” he asked. She did not.he pretended to turn it on.she closed her eyes. She breathed.  She pied. 

He took her out of the gurney. They engaged in marital relations. He asked her if she wanted to try out the gass chamber. She said yes. 

The end. 

No pants prison 

Gina was a good person. She volunteered at animal shelters. She was involved in helping people to leaen to read. She helped build houses over seas. 

She graduated from high school as her clasd valedictorian. .she graduted third in her class at the university.  She was on the latter of success.  The sky seamed to be the limit.

Along with her carer she had a family. She had a husband and two kids. She had a dog. Life was good.then it all changed.  

She had a bad habit of texting while driving.  Her husbands and family chided her about it often.she gave lip service to changing this habit. It never actually came to fruition.  She tried to stop. She always took it up again.

She had a few close calls but nothing too savere. One time she ran over a skirl. For a while this convinced her to stop. Even that was short lived.she went back to her old habits. 

One day she was texting and hit a telephone pol. She left the scene.she figured one saw what she had done. She tried to forget about it. 

Because of the rise of drug trafficking,  secret cameras were put in place to monutor streches of land not frequently used by drivers. The camera captured everything. Not only did she text while drivibg witch was ilegal in this sate she waa gulty of hit and run.she did property danege. Sence the pol was part of cominication this was considered hindering intersate commerce and was now a federal crime.

She faced sate charges of texting while driving. She aslo faced sate charges of leaving the scene of am accident.  She also faced federal charges of interfearing with intersate comerce by endangering the communication infrastructure.  

She was attested at home during dinner. Murcifully the cops did not slap the cuffs on her in front of her kids. .she was taken to county lock up. 

For a petty crime she faced a fairly lengthy prison term when all was said and down. She could have harmed or killed someone.while the prosecutors wanted to make an example of her they did not want to go overbored. 

She was offered two mounths in prison.  She would serve in a minimum secuity facility for non violent offenses.  The facility would be near her home. She had to surrender her drivers lisence. She would not be able to get it back for five years.  While two mouths seemed like an eternity in the scheme of things it was a drop in the bucket.

This was a wake up call.she could have killed someone or seriously injured them. She could have runed whole families.  She could have ruined her family as well. She got off easy. She could do this she thought. She would get though it. It would be a distant memory. She could corect this issue once and for all. 

She was allowed time to get her affairs in order. The time had come. She put on a purple t shirt and jeens and flip fliops. She said good bye to her kids. She hugged and kiseed her husband.

He drove her to the prison.  They embraced and said there goodbyes.she reported in . 

She was escorted to the intake. She took of her cloths. She was subjected to a full body cavity search.she went though medical exam. She showered and was taken back to the intake. 

She was given her cloths. There was a red prison issue t shirt. It had the words inmate and department of corrections written on them.  There was a bra and a panty. There was no pants or any other bottom.

“Why are there no pants? ” she asked. “Female inmates hear do not ware anything below the waist except for panty.  Some chose not to ware anything in bottom.it is up to you. ” the female gaurd said.

“I see. ” she said. She waa horified.she waa basically going to be half naked for the next couple of mounts.  She put on her bra and panty.  Then her t shirt. She waa able to ware prison issue flip flops.

She saw other inmates on the way to her cell. She saw some in just there t shirts. Other with tshirt and underwear.  Some just had a bra on.others were naked. She found heself a bit aroused.  She was not gay but she found seing women in various sates of undress made her very horney. She was surprised.  She tried not to think too much about it.it did not necessarily meen anything.  

She arived at the cell. The female guard opened the cell door. She went inside. The door was slammed shut behind her. She cringed as she heard the door shut. 

“You ok?”jill her cell mate asked. Jill wore a t shirt but nothing else. “I am just stunned.  I have been so byisy i had not had time to process it. It has just sit me that i am really hear. “She admited.

“Oh i have been there.  I know exactly what your going though.”Jill said. “It feels awful! “Gina admited. “I threw up when i got hear. “Jill said.

She started to fight back the tears. Jill hugged her. She cried into her shoulder.  Jill held her. They ctuddled on one of the cots. Jill played with her hair. It made her feel better. 

Gina found Jill to be very soft. She was prety. She felt safe in her arms.they stayed together for a while. 

Jill and gina became the best of friends. They slept in the same cot. They cleaned each other in the shower.  

One day they kissed. Gina was reluctent. “Its ok gin it doea not meen anything. Your gay for the stay.  That all” she said. Gina kissed her all the more. 

They both started to go without a pant.thus way they could lick eachother”s pussey at will. They did. 

They becane best friends. Then it was time for her to leave. It was bitersweet. She was glad to be home but she would miss her. 

At home she frequently went without pants or underware.somwtimes she did ware panries. He loved it when she dis not ware pants.she confessed her activities inside. He was not anger.he was a bit of a voyeur and loved to hear the stories.  

When Jill got out of the prison,  gina let her stay with them.eventually gina was invited into the bed room. Her husband got to watch. He had no interest in jill. Jill had no interest in him. Gina and her hysband did engage in marital activity. She was stil in love with him.she believed she was bisexual not gay. They lived complicated but happy ever after.

The end. 

The nurse

David and danah are married with children. They have only been married for a few years now. David is a carpenter who owns his own construction business. Danah is a nurse.
How they met is a little bit of an unusual story. One day David was at a construction site when  he got a glimpse of her. She wore the blue nerse scrubs. Her hair was in a pony tail. He was quite turned on.he would have liked it more if she were Waring flip flops but oh well.
He figured she did not know that he had existed. Then he moved on. he got to work examining the work site.
Later on that day he saw her. She came by him. He Said hi. She did not really respond. He did not really think much of it. He quickly got back to work.
One day he was leaving the site.he saw her. She was leaving the hospital. She had changed into flip flops. He was happy.
She finally began to notice that he existed. “Hello !” he said.she answered with a hello . it was a start.
The job was over a week later.the next job was not even close to being near to the hospital she worked on. That was fine sense they did not really have a relationship. 
He forgot about her. He had moved on. That was what he had believed.a few mouths later a friend set the two of them on a blind date.neither one knew that was them.
She wore a green blouse and Gray pants and flip flops.her hair was in a pony tail.  He recognized her right away.
“Hi we have never been formerly introduced. I am Dave .” he said . “no we have not. I’m danah. ” she said
He really liked her. He suspected that this was going no where. He had no idea what to do. “You own a construction company?” she asked”yes I do. It is not a cash cow but I do well. ” he Said. His point was that He could be a good provider.it came off as a boast. He felt like this was a major fail. He would try to not say anything stupid the rest of the night.
” I suspected that that was the case. From what I can tell you do good work!” she said.
“Thank you. “He said . ” do you have some kind of nurses fetish?”she asked. “What?” she asked.”it s ok. A lot of people have nurses fetish. It is not that uncomon. ” she said.
He was a bit embarrassed. Maybe it was time to call it a night. “No I don’t have a nurse fetish . ” he declared .
“Its not that odd. ” she said. “I don’t have a opinion on that but I assure you that i do not have a nurse fetish. ” he said.
“Alright. ” she said. The conversation started to change.He was happily about that.
They decided to attempt another date. This time she wore a blue nerse scrub. She had flip flops as well. He felt awkward. He was also turned on.
“You do have nurse fetish!” she insisted. ” no I don’t!” he said. “How do you explain that?” She asked pointing to his bulge. ” it’s is not a nurse fetish. I like the scrubs!” he said. ” oh!” she said surprised.
“I like the nerses uniform !” He said.”why is that?” she asked.she had taken some psicology courses and considered herself an amateur psychologist.
“It reminds me of a different kind of uniform!”he said. “What kind of uniform is that?” she asked.he did not want to answers . “it remind me of a uniform worn by prisoners.” he said.
She laughed. “You want me to be a prisoner?” she asked in a playfull tone .”well!” he said. “You want to put me in hand cufs. You want me to put me in shackles? You want me to put me in a prison uniform?” She asked.
” well! I don’t know! ” he said. He blushed. ” your into bondage?” she asked. “I am not in to the hole s and n bdsm things. No whip chains or. Black leather. That is a little too weird I suppose. ” he said. He laughed nervously.
“Ok! ” she said. ” that was awkward. ” he said. ” it could be worse I suppose. ” she sad.
They walked outside. He walked her to her car. ” it was good to see you !” he said. “It was good to see you as well!” she said. She hugged him.
She decided to have fun with it. She sent a picture of herself in his scrubs handcuffed to a bed. She was barefoot .he was not sure how to respond to that one.
They met for a date the next week. “So did you get my pic ?”she asked.he chuckled.”I did. ” he said.”so prison fetish. ” she said “yea!”he said. “Prison would be a good vacation. I could like that. I never considered prison fetis but it is interesting.”she said. “Realy? Are you playing with me?”she asked. “No I am seriously. You can arrest me any time ?”she said. “Seriously?”He asked. “Seriously!”She ansered.
He was a shy person. He always questioned and second guessed everything He did. He laid low for a while.
She called him. “How are you?”she asked. “Fine how are you?”he asked.”good . I am surprised that I have not heard form you. “She said. “I have been quite buisy with the construction business and all. ” He said.”we should get together. ” she said. “Of course. ” he said.
He had a hard time now that his secret was out. She started watching tv shows about women in prison. She binge watched “Orange is the New black.” she watched reruns of a we network documentary on female cons . she really got into it. She watched old sexploytation movies about women in prisons.she found she was turned on by it.
He got weirded out by his secret being revealed.he considered breaking up with her.he almost did a couple of times. Finaly he got over it. He got to a point where He was over his embarisment.
After a little over a year he purposed. They got married. One day he came home. He told her to get up. She wore a pink t shirt and Jean skirt.she did so.he put hand cufs on her. Yer
She insisted she was innocent. He uncufed her. He told her to strip naked. She took off her t shirt.then she removed her denim skirt. Then he helped her out of her bra and panty.he put her in an Orange jump suit. He took her to her cell. He had a conjugal visit with his prisoner.
He made her sleep all night hand cuff to the bed. He usually removed her restraints before he left for work.some times he forgot. There were also times that He “forgot!” she kinda liked that . he always made sure to
Release her if she had a day shift.
They enjoyed watching prison tv shows and movies and then acting them out after. They live happily ever after. Well She lived happily incarcerated forever.
The end.

 

Should women ware Sox ?

I have never liked Sox. I hate Waring them. They are ugly looking.they feel weird . look weird. I am a not a fan. I live in a colder climate and sox makes sense so I do it.
I am not a fan of Sox. I agree that they can serve a purpose. I don’t Like waring them. I don’t just go around in Sox. I don’t really like man waring Sox. I really don’t like when women ware Sox.
Sox cover up women feet. They just don’t look good they look on women. They look odd. Awkward.
I perfer when women don’t ware Sox. Sandles or flip flops are my number one perfence. With sandles you can see most of the feet except for where the straps are.
Shoes with no Sox is a good look. Oppeb back shoes,Mary Jane.even crocks are fine. Dress shoes are really good.
It is odd, most culture even the most puritenical still alow foot nudity. Muslim countries do not band sandles.everyone else must be covered but not that.
Then there is going barefoot. Many men like seing women going barefoot.  There is the adege that man want women to be barefoot and pregnant.
Some men assume that women who go barefoot do so because they have some kind of foot fetish.the truth seams to be that they find it comfortable. There feet get hot. Many women shoes are not made to stay on there feet.it is easier to kick them off.
I have never seen attractive looking Sox for men or women. Asticaly 8 wish no-one would ware Sox. I would perfer not to ware them. They can be necessary.
In warmer climates I wish we could band Sox. I am sure there are reasons why this is a bad idea.
I am nit against hosiery or rights. They can be very attractive. Knee Sox are something I have never understood. I perfer regular Sox to them. I think Sox in sandles us probably the worst thing to come out of the 60s except for the Viet nahm war and agent orange _ maybe.
Feet should be admired not hidden.please how about nit qarubg Sox?
The end.