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The Vacation – Part 13

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Final Chapter

4798 had just been returned to his cell in the Supermax prison wing.  He was as usual in full black swat gear, body armour and the heavy rubber locked gas mask hood.  He had gotten so used to being locked in this gear he no longer really noticed the gear.  He also never really thought about his cock and balls as they had been locked up in the heavy steel chastity belt for the last year.

He sat on his bunk and thought about the last year since he made the commitment to the Captain to become an investor and a permanent prisoner of the facility.  The Captain had used the commitment to create new programs so that 4798 earned his keep by serving as a hostage guard when required or as a prisoner for a sadistic prison guard.

4798 slumped down and then decided to lie down on the bunk as the last 2 days really tired him out.  He had been used heavily by a sadistic prison guard who had paid for 2 days of experience as a prison guard.

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The Vacation – Part 12

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4798 sat on the bunk in his cell, his breath hissing and clicking through the gas mask hood which was now part of his uniform when not in use by a client of the facility.  The door to his cell opened and 2 of his personal guards entered.  One of the guards held a bag of liquid feed product which was what 4798 was fed when locked in the mask.  The guard pulled the drinking tube from the front of the mask and connected it to the bag of food.

The product flowed into the tube and 4798 sucked and swallowed the protein rich food.  Once the bag was emptied, the guards disconnected it and left the cell after telling 4798 that his first client session was scheduled for the next morning.

4798 laid on his bunk and thought about what was going to happen the next day.  Finally he fell asleep and did not wake up till the lights in his cell turned on and he knew he was going to be fed soon.

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The Vacation – Part 11

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4798 looked over at his guard seated in the adjoining seat on the plane that was taking them back to the city where the facility was located.  He was getting very nervous as the pilot had just announced that they were on final approach.  The engine noises changed and then he felt the thump of the landing gear hitting the runway and then the reverse thrust and braking kicked in, throwing him slightly forward in his seat as the plane slowed down.

The plane taxied to the terminal and stopped at the gate.  The passengers around him stood up and got ready to get off but his guard told 4798 to remain seated as they were going to be the last ones off the flight.  4798 nodded and remained seated as ordered.

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The Vacation – Part 10

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The guard who was escorting Marc, opened the Captain’s door and entered.  He told the Captain that the former prisoner 4798 wanted to speak with him.  The Captain nodded and told him to bring him in.  The guard went out and grabbed Marc by the left bicep and walked him into the office. The guard closed the door and stood quietly in front of it while Marc walked up to the Captain and requested permission to speak to him.  The Captain nodded and smiled as he opened the thick file that his researcher had prepared on Marc.

The Captain had all potential prisoners/patients thoroughly checked out prior to confirming their booking with the facility.  The research included a financial analysis to ensure that they could afford and pay the fees that the facility demanded.  Marc looked at the Captain and told him that he wanted to buy into the facility as a partner and become a part of the crew that operated the facility.  The Captain nodded and knowing Marc’s net wealth, knew that the proposed investment would allow the facility to expand and add additional options.

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The Vacation – Part 09

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The guards dragged 4798 out of Captain Ferguson’s office and then removed the heavy 5 point chains that he had been wearing for the last few weeks.  The removal of the chains felt strange as he had become so adapted to wearing them that he had learned to move wearing the heavy chains so having them removed felt strange.

The guards escorted him to the entrance of the mental hospital.  They used their security cards and opened the door.  Once the group was inside, the guards turned 4798 over to the ward orderlies and they left.  The orderlies surrounded 4798 and the head orderly told 4798 to strip and he hurriedly stripped off the smelly orange prison uniform and stood naked.  The orderlies walked him to the showers and told him to shower and put on the white hospital uniform.  4798 got under the shower and enjoyed the hot water which was something the prisoners in the supermax prison did not get when they were allowed an occasional shower.

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The Vacation – Part 08

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4798 woke up and lay on his bunk in the blacked-out cell he had been confined to since he was transferred to the super max wing of the correctional facility.  He shifted trying to get comfortable but the heavy steel 5-point chains he was locked in weighed heavily on his chest as he lay there.  Sitting up made no difference as the weight of the chains dragged at the heavy steel collar of the chains forcing him to slum forward.

Just then the light flashed on in his cell and he knew that it was morning and he would be fed soon.  The food slot in the door slammed open and his food tray slid in.  The food was always the same and tasteless for the most part.  Boiled chicken, rice and boiled carrots.  He was fed the same 3 times a day without any variation.

He finished his food and waited for the food slot to open in the door and he shoved the tray out with his right foot.  He sat back and waited till the guards checked the tray and the slot slammed shut.  He knew his hour in the exercise yard would be soon.

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The Vacation – Part 07

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4798 woke up and his cell was still dark.  He was stiff as usual from lying on the bunk secured down by the humane restraints set that was now part of his bunk.  The lights in the cell suddenly turned on and the cell door clanged open.  He lifted his head and watched as his 4 personal guards came into the cell.  He was quickly removed from the restraints and he swung his legs over the edge of the bunk.  He went to stand up but one of the guards put his tactical gloved hand on his chest and shoved him back down on the bunk.

4798 smiled and quickly recovered and got to his feet quickly.  His guards reacted fast but he still managed to shove the one guard hard in the chest.  The guard was the one that had pushed 4798 back down on the bunk.  The guards quickly grabbed 4798 and slammed him face first into the wall of the cell and quickly secured his wrists with the rigid cuffs and lock box that was always used when he was removed from his cell.  He was pulled back from the wall and with a guard on each side of him holding him by his biceps he was literally dragged from his cell.

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The Vacation – Part 06

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4798 stood in the middle of the 4 men who were now his personal tormentors.  As a prisoner who was locked in the Supermax wing of the Ferguson Correctional Centre, he knew he had no rights and now it was confirmed.  Total control of him had been given to these men by the Warden of the facility, Captain Ferguson.

The men stood quietly looking at their new piece of property.  One of them said he needs to be cleaned up as he is a filthy pig.  The others nodded and 4798 was quickly cuffed in the hinged cuffs and the lock box on the cuffs that were standard issue in this wing of the prison.  Two of his guards grabbed him by his biceps and he was marched or dragged down the main cell block to the shower room.  There he was sprayed down with liquid soap, scrubbed down by one of the men using a long handled brush and then told to stand under a shower head while he was rinsed off.  His beard, now grown in thick and dark as it had been weeks since he last shaved dripped water down his chest.

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