Pain For The prisoner

Description: My prison has its first lifetime prisoner. stripped, chained and afraid, he is given a number instead of a name. i am dressed head to toe in my finest leather, the delicious creak as i flex in my wardress outfit. dragged from his cot, spat at, slapped and beaten, this is his life now. hourly punishments and torments amongst hard labour number 13 will adjust to his new life. he is quiet, fearful yet determined. he had learnt his place to be here and i delight in leaving my fist marks all over his body. the sound as you punch the air out of someone is quite unique and such a powerful feeling as you leave them gasping.