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Chapter 24 by Testytesterton Testytesterton

Is the judge lenient?

You get sentenced to "hard" time.

A month full of waiting with only gang bangs to pass the time and you finally got a chance to prove your innocence. Not that you had a chance. Seems Daddy paid off more than the cop that planted the evidence. Witnesses come forward testifying you sold smack to school kids. You are found guilty in no time, and the judge doesn't seem the lenient type...

"I see no signs of repentance from you, young man. You had every opportunity in life. Born to a good loving family, your every need and want provided for, and what do you do? Sell your body on the street and sell poison to children. Well I'm going to give you what you sorely need...discipline! You are hereby remanded to the men's federal penitentiary for 15 years, with possibility of parole in 5."

You open your mouth to protest, to plead, but you are already being dragged out of the courtroom. Your Mommy is in tears, your Daddy is grinning from ear to ear. You wonder when you will see them again, assuming you survive a night in prison.

You think back on all your manly lessons, hoping for something that might keep you safe inside, but your every instinct is telling you to rely on your new, natural sissy skills.

As you make the long bus ride to the pen, you wonder if you will even have a choice. Some of the brutes in lockup seemed like they'd end up in the same place you're heading. What happens if they recognize you? You'll be given a Bitch jacket and matching panties before you even get a chance to prove your mettle.

Does your reputation precede you?

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