The farm

The woman checked the screen again and nodded. "Yes, of course. She would be perfect for it. Isn't a week too short, though?". One of the men shook his head. "I don't think so. There's a lot that can be done in a week. And we can pair her with the other new arrival, which will help." "Ah yes, perfect." The woman typed something in the computer again. "Take her to block F." She told the guard. "She will serve the sentence at the farm. Get her dressed up and ready in an hour."

The farm? Mackenzie was revolted. Serving her sentence as some kind of farm girl had to be the ultimate humiliation. There was some kind of silver lining in this: one, she would be finally able to dress up, and two, Rachel - that two-faced bitch who got her in trouble, would suffer the same fate. Maybe she would have an opportunity to get back to her, too. The thought had Mackenzie energized already, in spite of being hopelessly naked.

Lost in her thoughts of dealing with Rachel, Mackenzie followed the guard, exiting the main building. Walking naked outside did not come easy to Mackenzie, but the yard was empty and they didn't run into anyone, much to her relief. A short stroll led them to another section of the compound, and she was quite happy when they arrived to their destination, a small farmhouse with a lawn in front and large yard and a stable in the back. In spite of the pastoral outset, this was very much a prison block, and the warning signs on the electrified fence that surrounded were clear enough to deter any attempt of escape.

Mackenzie and the guard passed through a gate and headed down the path, passing the house and entering a small building, no larger than a shed, adjacent to the stable. A solidly built woman, dressed in denim overalls and a flannel shirt was waiting, impatiently. "What took you so long? I need to send her to the stable right away." She addressed the guard, directly, ignoring Mackenzie. "We had to do the intake", the guard shrugged. The woman took a tablet and read from it. "Fairbarn, Mackenzie. Sentenced for a week, correct?"

The guard confirmed. "Perfect, let's get her outfitted."