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Chapter #5

"I'll be a good girl." defeat in her voice.

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Carol walked behind her, "We need to test that... to prove it." There was sadness in her voice, but as she pulled Jakki's wrists together there wasn't any doubt about who was in charge.

But it wasn't for anything as crude as handcuffs. The silk brushing of the scarf, as it was bound in place didn't feel too tight, or painful, and she wasn't sure whether or not it was more of a mocking joke than a restriction. But as Carol knotted it, she found it more than adequate to stop her escaping.

"Obscene but not heard." one of the guards chuckled, a filthy, deep laugh. He nudged his colleague.

Your confusion was brief, as pastel flash in front of your eyes explained.

"Open up."

The knotted satin scarf slipped between your teeth, even as you go to ask a question. The open mouth her goal, the swish moving slickly over satin, brushing against your ears, pulling your hair close to your skull.

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Your protests smothered by the material. A woman for only minutes and already you miss the sound of your own lisping voice. The pat atop your head, infuriating rather than calming.

"There... There... Did you see it?" The fat guard jabbing his finger towards your face.

"You can see the fight die in her eyes." he continued.

"She's going to prison as a whore... and if she's lucky that's how she'll come out afterwards."

Your hair brushes back and forth across your shoulders as you shake your head in denial. The thought that this.... That this body is permanent, yours beyond the end of your sentence chill you to the core, your questions dying in your throat. You don't want to hear the answers, you're afraid to hear your last hopes extinguished.

Even now, you feel the sting of the change, the guards ogling your shifting bust, rather than look at your face as you shake your head. Your shoulders slump, as you too see the defeat in your eyes. Their wide innocence promising so much to whoever controls you, commands you.
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