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4 a.m. in the Ad Seg cellblock from the guard's perspective. The Sheriff won't allow us to wake the scum up for another two hours.

All I want to do is run my night stick down the bars and watch these smelly fuckers flinch!

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https://www.powellsafetysolutions.com/containment-prison-cells/

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The uniform for this new army recruit wasn’t what they were expecting.

James had been looking forward to a fresh pair of camo cargo pants, maybe a tactical vest—something gritty and practical. But what he found in the induction locker was synthetic… rubber, even. A full-body suit in camouflage print, complete with integrated gloves, socks, and a zip running ominously from neck to groin. The heavy gas mask felt overkill for basic training. They hadn’t even covered respirator drills in the syllabus yet—that wasn’t supposed to happen until week six.

Standing alone in the mirror, sealed into the glossy suit, James felt oddly detached from himself. The mask’s dark lenses turned his reflection into something unrecognisable. Was this really standard issue? Or had he been assigned to something different—something no one had warned him about?

The suit hissed slightly as it settled against his skin, locking out the world. If this was a mistake, it was one nobody seemed in a rush to correct.

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It,s Saturday and spend a little more time in my funny purple/red bondagesuit. Hope to get plugged, gagged, blindfolded, and had a little more fun when she opened the zipper...

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Just a dream

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Five kilograms heavy

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One of the world’s only about 15 existing Carrara Discus

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The perfect slave outfit

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Farmer in Firefighter ✊️💪

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At the job fair - wo wouldn't want to apply to this cool team?