Your name was called out with “Kathleen Bruce” you saw the taller and muscular of the two previous CO’s step forward and saulute. After the last of the inmates were called you felt a firm hand on your nape.
“Hello there, cupcake” you looked to her head and was startled by her predatory grin. She slithered her hand to your shoulder and pushed you forward, mouthing “WALK”.
You were marched across the many Imposing hallways looking at the floor. She pulled your head back and stopped you. She turned your body and you faced a white tile entranceway “This is the showers, nudity is required” she ominously stated, and stressing the “required”.
You needed to move up stairs and you could feel her staring on your ass. Another level, another set of worries. Another level, you both continued you were again manhandled into looking down at the mess hall. After some more marching she stopped and put her hand on your waist, most likely to stop you. She turned and unlocked the cell, now you’re cell.
Resigned you walked in. Feeling a powerful swat on your ass, having you fall face down. “I’ll see you later cupcake” she cackled as she walked away.
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