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The cells were opened for breakfast, but I was still stuck, the guards were confused as to how I got myself in there, and why naked? They tried their best to get me out, then decided, if I got myself in there, I could get myself out, and they left.

I was stuck, head outside my cell, and naked body inside, I just wanted to get out of here. I needed to pee, but I couldn't move, so I ended up peeing on the floor and down my legs, it was warm but gross.

I turned my head every direction I could until accidentally pulling too hard and knocking myself out. I woke up and I was being fucked again, but I was no longer in my cell, I was outside, wait what?

I was being fucked by a guard, I was no longer in my cell, or anywhere that a prisoner was normally allowed to go. He cummed in me and left, leaving me outside of where I was allowed to be, I thought about escaping, and decided to.

I slowly made my way in the direction that I hoped was the exit, but I was caught pretty quickly and tackled to the ground. I was forcefully dragged by three guards, and I was put back into my cell.

James looked at me, "Where ya been?" He asked and slapped my butt.

"Uhh, a guard was doing that thing you were doing to me last night, and the others guards thought that I was trying to escape and I was brought back here."

"You were being fucked by one of them? Wow, I didn't know that they were capable of breaking the law." I was kind of confused but then shrugged it off.

He picked me up and put my shirt back on, but I noticed something, it was ripped, and therefore shorter, and my pussy was barely covered, and he frowned and ripped it some more, making it about as long as a normal shirt in the front, but still dress length in the back.

Then he decided that I just get a cape, and he ripped the whole front off. Leaving just the back and the collar, making it into a cape, pretty much. "Ok, you are not allowed to wear anything else, no matter what anyone says or do, or else I will punish you. By the way, you can wear nothing if you'd rather." He laughed to himself and pinched my nipples.

"Fine." I was not really in a position to argue, but I was kind of naked, so I turned it around, so that the cape was in the front. I felt less naked now, even though my entire backside was completely exposed, but whatever.

He smiled and said, "Fine, you want nothing but a collar?" He ripped the 'front' off again, leaving nothing but the collar, which he grabbed and pulled me closer with it, then he turned me around and pulled it tight, choking me until I passed out.

I woke up, still wearing only the collar, and I was in the bed, it was almost time for another meal, and the guards were collecting people. We went to the cafeteria, and I was given another shirt when they saw my nakedness.

I decided that it would be fine, I shouldn't get punished for something the guards did, so I kept it on, and proceeded to eat in peace-ish.

We made it back to our cells, and James took off my shirt, and now I was completely naked. He slapped me across the face, then kicked my in the belly, sending me backwards, into the wall.

I fell to the ground and James picked me up, "I said, not to wear anything else, no matter what anyone else said, or did!" He said and literally threw me to the ground, causing excruciating pain throughout my body.

He kicked me over and over in various places, from my pussy, to my belly, to my face, etcetera. He picked me up again, and punched me hard, then grabbed the knife which he had hidden, and shoved it into my pussy, causing me to scream loudly and blood started coming out faster from my pussy.

He smiled and twisted the knife, my whole pussy was bloody and so were my legs and feet. He smiled and took the knife out abruptly, and dropped me to the ground, I cried and didn't move a muscle.

From hearing me scream, a few guards came to see what was going on, and came in and James held the knife to my throat to threaten them not to come in or anything. They stayed back and James stuck the knife back into my pussy.

There was now a small pool of blood on the floor, and one guards raisraised his gun and pointed it threw the bars at James, who proceeded to get the knife out of me and put it back against my throat, pressing hard, making it hard to breathe.

He held the knife above my head, and I heard a gun shot, and I leaned away from James, who was now dead, and I saw the knife, and his arms, coming down toward me and hitting my shoulder and I screamed again, but at least I was alive.

James' dead body was now on top of me, which really creeped me out, and the guards came in to dispose of the body and put me in the hospital until I was better.

Later... when I am finally back in prison.