Prisoner Kora Summers Shackled In Solitary Confinement

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Duration: 22:46
Submitted: 3 months ago
Title: Prisoner Kora Summers Shackled In Solitary Confinement
Description: So we had to take a short break from making content in the prisoner genre while our shooting space was undergoing some light renovation. the wooden floor boards and landlord special walls just weren't giving the atmosphere that i think these clips needed, and the studio you'll see in our three part series kora summers thieving girl gets arrested and sent to prison is a rental space which does not come cheap, so we can't make that happen without someone funding it as a custom video. so ultimately we had to come up with a good home solution or we wouldn't be able to make content that meets our own standard. well for a not so small but still fairly affordable price, and some creative damage free and renter friendly floor replacement, we now have something that i think truly captures the oppressive soul sucking industrial nature of a modern prison.so here it is, to answer all the folks who reached out to ask kora if we were going to shoot more prisoner videos, we are now debuting not only the new shooting space, but also a new two piece orange uniform in this new video. we are even showing off a quick trailer for this one. note the actual video does not contain  the dramatic music and has just the environmental soundscape and on-set sound recordings. i had tried to order a small size uniform for kora but they didn't have any left, so just like in real prison she gets what's available. she should feel lucky and thankful this is a slightly more realistic depiction of solitary and not one where she is made to go naked the whole time. we'll consider that for the next shoot maybe. now please enjoy this 22 minute un-interrupted two camera scenario where kora after being caught with contraband, is locked away for her first lonely night in a solitary confinement cell. we stick her in brand new still-factory-starched two-piece orange scrubs, put her in leg-irons, and of course deny her anything to cover her feet or even the comfort of a blanket in her cold little slice of concrete solitude.~ d