Chapter Thirty-six
My First Day of Exercise
On the 02nd of April 2001, my eleven hundred and seventieth day as a prisoner, the first surprise came when Babs blindfolded me before I was released from the shower cell. In moments, I was between the fixing bars, chained securely, and then she dressed me in my cloying rubber suit. This one though, had been modified so that once my breasts protruded through their openings on its chest, snug coverings now encased them, but their bases were still partially strangled by the wide collars! I felt Babs making some other minor adjustments, ensuring that my n*****s protruded deeply into the ends of their cups, for this suit had special, hidden talents I would discover only after I’d become an occupant of the exercise cell. Everything went as normal un
