Steel, Steel…Lovely hobbling Steel…That’s what he thought…
Hector stood in the doorway to the small dank cell and smiled. God, he loved his job. He was admiring his handiwork. Steel work that he had completed just a few days ago on the whimpering and struggling creature trying to move around in front of him.
The naked thing was crawling around the piss stained floor of the barren cell. Her cell, her tiny barren home for the rest of her sure to be miserable and depraved life.
The steel rod, bolted to stiff steel rings strapped snug around her outstretched limb and pinching painfully into the skin of her leg, restricted her every movement.
She had spent her last few days stuck in it and praying to god that someday soon they would remove the grotesque and highly uncomfortable thing.
Even stuck in the cruel and inhuman device, the leering and laughing guards made her crawl out and along the long scream filled hallways of the secret prison. Making her move her naked and whip marred body so she could partake in the mandatory daily exercise that all inmates were generously allowed.
Humiliatingly kept naked and stuck in these horrible hobbling shackles, chains and stiff steel restraints, she could never hope to fully walk out of her cell again, or even inside it.
And now that the man in the doorway had returned, the man who had the day before visited her cell to shorten the devious ankle chain that attached to the front of her permanent steel collar and given her no hope whatsoever of trying to stand or walk normal, now that he was standing there, inmate 5730 was scared beyond belief.
When he had opened the door, she had almost thanked god out loud for this prison employee’s arrival. She was ready to offer her mouth, her cunt, even her ass to him if he would just free her leg of the brutal steel rod.
She had already in her short time in this incredibly vile prison learned that sexual favors, sexual service, to the horny and sadistic guards, was the only way to lessen the continuous horror the female inmates were subjected to.
And the three days so far spent in the horrible leg hindering device had been beyond excruciating and the neck chain shortening had only added to that suffering and misery.
But when he sat down his bolt cutters and the bucket of rivets with fresh new steel shackle halves, then dumping the new sets of restraints on the cell floor with a smile, all she could do was begin to sob and shake her head.
Her endless misery in steel wasn’t going to get better, it was going to get worse. Much, much worse. She knew this even as she pleaded and offered every sexual service she could think of to this cruelty loving man.
But it was of no use, especially when two other large guards filled the cell doorway behind him. He pulled a sheet of paper from his prison uniform pocket and his brief statement of,
“Go hold the bitch down, she ain’t gonna like what this work order says about how she’s to languish in one of the most restrictive poses I have ever put a hot assed cunt in!”
Of course causing her to freak out. To change her sobbing pleas into unhinged panic shrieking and mad flailing about as the men entered her small cell and took hold of her flailing limbs to complete her amended sentence in steel.
Full story of Hector and inmate 5730, trapped in steel, to cum…
And sorry for the delay in posts…holiday time you know…JB
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