By Prisoner805
Waking Up In Jail
I couldn’t believe how well I had slept. I rolled over and adjusted a number of times during the night, each time feeling the wet spot at the opening in my chastity belt, noticing the musky smell of crotch and cum. That only made me throb more in the belt. This whole thing was one vicious cycle. I thought to get up and call out a number of times, but I corrected myself. When AR wants me up, he’ll order me up. If I’m smart, I’ll get my rest while I’m able.
AR did come to the bars, and wasted no time pointing to his crotch. I quickly got to my knees and made myself useful through the bars. I had always wanted to be used through the bars of a jail. I’ve previously sucked cock through the bars of a cage so I knew it was going to be right up there on the “gotta try it” scale. Sure enough, it was amazing. After a little bit, AR was done with my mouth.
He passed my boots and muzzle in and told me to put them on. Then came the 4 buckle hand restraints and leg irons for over my boots. Once I had them all on, he told me to get up against the wall. He came in and inspected me, then told me to turn so that he could take in his work for a moment.
