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The Facility – Part 02

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Andy sat behind the intake desk waiting for the prisoner transfer van to arrive with the next batch of prisoners for the jail.  Jake and Murray were responsible for prisoner transportation so they were the CO’s that picked up the prisoners.  The incoming prisoners could arrange for a standard pickup at the airport or an arrest on the road by a “state trooper” and taken into custody and brought to the jail.  The arrest option had become a success with at least 2 prisoners paying for that option.  In this batch, only one had taken that option so Jake had put on his trooper uniform complete with tall gleaming dehners and taken the unmarked police car and headed for the pickup area.

The car containing the prisoner passed the unmarked police car and Jake switched on the lights and accelerated after the prisoner.  He pulled over and the cruiser pulled up behind.  Jake walked up and ordered the prisoner out of the car and once he had obeyed, cuffed him and walked him to the cruiser.  As Jake pulled away with the prisoner, a local tow truck operator who they had hired to pick up the prisoner’s cars pulled up.  As part of the payment, the tow operator got a discount at the facility as he was a bondage and control addict.

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The Facility – Part 01

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AUTHOR’S NOTE: As with all the stories it has written, it is sitting at the computer wearing nothing but 18-inch Wesco double buckle Big Boss boots, a Carrara chastity belt, alligator nipple clamps, and a time-locked leather posture collar to keep it focused on writing. It has been locked in the chastity belt for just over two years and will remain in it till the Keyholder decides that it can be released, so it is assuming that the belt is now permanent.

Andy yawned and stretched slowly, waking up.  He had gotten to bed late after getting home from a long weekend in Chicago.  The weekend had been great, and he had spent the weekend in service to a Sir who was a member of the Hellfire Club.  They had spent most of the weekend at the clubhouse in hard play.  He was left stiff, sore and bruised.  His hole was sore from the gang rape scene that his Sir had arranged for him at the end of the weekend.  The drive home to the upper peninsula of Michigan had seemed like it had gone on forever as he was so tired and sore.

He got up and padded to the bathroom and stood in front of the toilet and pissed.  After shaking the drops off, he stretched and got into the shower as he had to get ready for work.  Once he was showered, he got dressed in a clean uniform and pulled on his boots.  After grabbing something to eat in the kitchen, he grabbed his keys and left for work.  Pulling into the staff parking lot, he got out and stared at the heavy chain link fences topped with razor wire and the old stone buildings behind the fences where he worked as a Correctional Officer.

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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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