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Kwesny's Diary - Free

I'm finally free from that damn prison outfit

I anticipated my freedom after having sucked my master.

Penance is a severe thing in the life of a submissive slave.

And all I wanted was to be able to come, ridding myself of this chastity device that's been a part of my body for so long that I've been locked in it.

I leave the prison wing and go to the prisoners' sun lounge.

The feeling of being able to use your legs is incredible.

I have to go to that draw wheel to decide which team I will belong to after days in prison.

The prison is divided into four wings that in turn have their fighting team that define the privileges for the winning prisoners and the penances for the defeated prisoners.

The fighting game is an entertainment for Mr Merlin and his company and also for the thousands of dominators who watch us on closed channels around the world.

Yup. This is a reality show but since the prisons are real.

A Fetish Reality Show.

In other words, everything in the prison is monitored, filmed and heard.

And here I am walking through the wide corridors of the sunbathing area of ​​the defeated prisoners in the last championship

I see some trapped in their latex straitjackets and with their feet restricted. All gagged.

From the color of his clothes, blue was one of the losers.

In this area there are other types of prisoners paying their penances for the next three months.

Soon two get in my way and I push them away.

- Get out of my way, you idiots.

It's not so extreme. They made me jealous to see me walking free and naked around the room.

I continued walking until I reached a large hall.

There were a few guards nearby but one stood out, precisely the guard who took me to the tournament-winning prisoners' quarters that I served as their entertainment.

He was next to the Wheel of Draw that as soon as he saw me he introduced himself.

- Hi, Kwesny. It's good to see you around here. Are you feeling that I don't need to carry you?

- Much better without a doubt. - I answer

 the Roda do Sorteio was a disc divided into four parts representing the prison wings and their teams, in their respective colors.

So it is, Yellow for the Bees team, Red for the Scorpions team, Blue for the Beetle and Green for the Wasp.

Those were the nicknames and their divisions.

I just needed to spin the dial and the color that fell to that team would belong.

So I did.

- You already know the rules, don't you, kwesny. If you get a defeated team the penance will not apply to you because you will be directed to the fighting team.

emphasized the guard

- Yes I know.

So I turned the disk with all my might.

The disk picked up speed until it started for a moment and then started to stop.

The arrow pointed to blue, then green, almost dropped to yellow until it settled on red.

I was happy.

Was the Scorpion winning team, would finally enjoy some privileges in prison

- Congratulations Kwesny. - said the guard

- Yes.. you can take my chastity cage out now. please. - I exclaimed.

- Not quite, kwesny. - replied the guard disappointed and continued - You know very well that you are joining the team after fighting competitions, so freedom from chastity is the merit of whoever won the competition first.

- Damn it!

- However, as you will be joining the fighting team led by Denver. He can make an infighting between Scorpion prisoners to validate their freedom.

- I didn't know that. - I was intrigued.

The guard approached bringing my uniform with him.

It was a red resin leather jumpsuit.

He gave orders to dress.

The overalls were baggy and had a rubbery texture and inside were impregnated with aromatic goo oil.

Thanks to the gooey oil the overalls pants slipped down my legs and thighs, shaping, then I grabbed my arms and put them on.

With the help of the guard, he pulled the elastic fabric compressing my chest and closing the zipper in the back, until he reached the neck and locked the zipper with a special key.

At the wrists and heels he closed the inlaid wristbands of the garment that lock the sleeves and pants.

Finally, he sealed with a sticky tape the zipper on the back preventing access.

The only zipper I can get access to is the one between my ass

My caged dick was well accommodated in the front bowl.

And finally my body was all compressed by the elastic latex fabric giving it the appearance of shiny red plastic.

A very tight, body-hugging catsuit. A legitimate second skin.

These were the prison uniforms that only the guards could change once a week.

Needless to say, it is impossible to remove clothes without breaking the locks.

I remember that the guards made a bet with the prisoners to try to remove the uniform with their hands. it was impossible

Then they proposed using knives and it was very difficult with the risk of getting hurt. but tearing the fabric is hard l because it has kevla fiber.

Finally, it is difficult to tear or take off the uniform.

Maybe ask if we need to shower and sanitize.

Well, thanks to the organic fabric and the scented goo oil inside the prison suit is able to expel waste from the body.

We can shower and dive, although the suit is waterproof and moisture helps in the process of eliminating secretions from the body.

That's only for a week after the costume is changed.

It cools down in hot environments and warms up in cold environments.

Going to the bathroom is quiet, not least because we don't use conventional toilets, but I'll talk about this conversation on another occasion.

Now I'm getting my shoes and I'm allowed into the Scorpions' Red Team Winners Wing.

I'm finally happy and get through this.