All they needed was for someone to hold the sign for the flower stall at the Sunday market.
But it’s never that simple, not with Master Skylar involved.
Mitch sniffed in mild discomfort as the cool morning air and flower pollen tickled his nose. He’d grab a tissue, and maybe some Claritin, but his hands were tied. Literally.
Locked in a bulky wooden yoke, Mitch couldn’t move his hands within two feet of his head. As if that wasn’t enough, his hands had also been locked into thickly padded leather mitts before being placed in the yoke. The mitts couldn’t even be accessed unless the yoke was removed, and of course the only person with the key to unlock the yoke was… Master Skylar.
“It’s for publicity,” Skylar had said. “Just stand on the corner for a few hours, get people’s attention, and they’ll come buy flowers.”
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Either this lad is genuinely remorseful for his crime, or he is acting as pure as the driven snow just to get parole and a tag. Guess which one the screws think? If you’re done for affray there will always be suspicion you’re on the brink of acting up and the prison officers don’t want this tattooed big-head drawing out a sharpened tooth brush handle during a disturbance.
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By Aeres Baldur
It must have been years since I have been given the choice, but I can’t tell exactly anymore. And whilst I can’t remember when it was, I exactly know how that day was. I start scratching my head with my fingers. The cold bald feeling I’ve gotten used to spreads through my fingertips. I so don’t wanna get up and would rather stay in bed. But I know I can’t. There are things that need to be done. Someone else has to be given the choice.
Well best to get up then… and I raise myself from the bed. Up and on my way to the bathroom and first off to the shower. As I feel the warm water on my smooth body I can’t stop thinking: “Why can’t I remember when it was? When was it that my life changed so much?” There isn’t too much time to keep at that question and I get out of the shower, quickly drying myself and and starting to brush my teeth. The bathroom has a mirror that’s at least 3 meters wide and 2 meters high. It is handy for when you are getting ready for your day. As I look into the mirror I see myself staring back, and I keep on wondering again. When was it that my life changed this much? It must have been 5 years ago? Perhaps 7? Can’t be 10! Because my reflection doesn’t make me look like 40.
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He didn’t think he’d be banged up this time but by the look on his face he is resigned to his fate. This intimate strip search is just the start of his humiliating journey. By the end of the day he will be on his knees sucking cock for phone cards just so he can ring his missus and hold on to his last thoughts of heterosexuality
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This white collar crim has started to think he’s the cock of the walk. He’s made off with vast amounts of money and thoroughly intends to do so again the moment he gets a chance. Is he more intelligent than your common thug? He certainly thinks so, and this is his downfall. The screws are going to give him a going over and it isn’t going to be by the book.
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