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When Sonja and Lacey are given a year of community service for peeping, they both thought the sentence was harsh. But little did they know how bad things were about to become. Rushed from the police station in the early morning hours, they were boarded onto a private plane and flown to a small island in international waters where they would serve out their sentence in the city of Obsequium.
For five long, grueling months the two best friends suffered one humiliation after another at the hands of their domineering Masters while they were slowly being trained as submissives. But they were not alone. There were more than a hundred women on the island prison. Some there for decades. Sonja vowed she would not be one of them and after months of planning she and Lacey made their daring escape attempt for good or ill.

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Excerpt..

It all happened so fast. One minute my friend Lacey and I were out drinking and having a good time, and the next we’re in the back of a police cruiser on our way to jail for underage drinking – we are both twenty with less than two months before turning twenty-one, and peeping. It was all Lacey’s idea. She said she knew several places where she peeked in on the occupants having sex and somehow convinced me to join her. First time out and I find myself carted off to jail.
There was no trial as on the advice from out attorney my friend and I pleaded guilty. After three days in the county jail we stood in front of Judge Arnold Simmons as he doled out the sentence for our petty crimes.
“Lacey Greene and Sonja DeFranco, you are found guilty of underage drinking, peeping, trespassing, and unlawful recording. You are both hereby sentenced to one year of community service at Obsequium.”
Obsequium. The name sounded sinister in my mind as we were carted back to jail. I tried to place the name, but I had never heard of it and none of the guards or even my attorney would tell me anything about it.
The next day I was led from my cell and onto a transport bus along with fifteen other young women. We were cuffed and shackled to our seat and told to remain silent. Every word spoken would get everyone an extra day at Obsequium so we kept our mouths shut tight. I saw Lacey being led to the bus behind us and I wondered just how many were being taken to this mysterious place to serve out our sentence.
The buses took us to a small airport were we boarded a private plane. It was about this time I was getting incredibly worried. We could be flying across country, or to another country altogether for all I knew and the thought scared the hell out of me. But, with the threat of an extended sentence, I remained silent.
The flight was just shy of eleven hours and took us deep into international waters where a small island awaited our arrival. As the plane descended below the clouds I could see what appeared to be an airport runway and off to the right a city.
A tall, well-built police officer stood up from his seat and faced us, the look on his crater-covered face one of disdain. “Listen up ladies,” he said sneering at us “we’ll be arriving at Obsequium in one hour. This will be your home for the duration of your sentence so get used to it. Before we arrive, however, there are some ruled you will need to know. First and foremost, you are to obey every command given without hesitation or complaint. Dissention will not be tolerated here and even the smallest infraction will be punished severely.”
His grin crept me out. He had the look of a predator preparing to pounce and his eyes were as filled with lust as I had ever seen. I always thought it was illegal for male guards to search or even serve in a female prison, but every policeman on the plane with us was male.
“Secondly,” Officer Reynolds continued “you will each be given duties to perform which you will do to the best of your abilities. If you fail to carry your weight, you will not eat. Third, to prevent any of you attempting to conceal weapons, food, or anything else you will be stripped of your clothing for the duration of your incarceration.”
“What do you mean stripped of our clothes!?” I blurted out. “You can’t do that to us! We have rights!” I clapped my hand over my mouth as my eyes grew wide. I looked around to see everyone staring at me with intense hatred. My outburst just added another seventeen days to our sentences. Officer Reynolds smirked at me.
“We’re in international waters now sweetheart. We have our own laws here and you will all obey them to the letter or you will be punished. Now, Officers Hitchens and Lawrence will remove your cuffs and shackles. You will stand up and remove your clothes – all of your clothes. You will then fold your clothes and form a line in the aisle for final inspection before the walk to Obsequium.”
“Before anyone opens their mouth to protest, remember the consequences,” Officer Hitchens said looking in my direction. He was an evil-looking man with short black hair and goatee and beady little eyes that were undressing me even before he removed my binds.
Once free I stood up without complaint and removed my clothes – folding them neatly as I took each piece off. Holding my clothes in my hands I joined the back of the line. It moved slowly and from my position I couldn’t see what was going on, but I had a feeling it wasn’t going to be good.


Excerpt..

It all happened so fast. One minute my friend Lacey and I were out drinking and having a good time, and the next we’re in the back of a
police cruiser on our way to jail for underage drinking – we are both twenty with less than two months before turning twenty-one, and
peeping. It was all Lacey’s idea. She said she knew several places where she peeked in on the occupants having sex and somehow convinced me
to join her. First time out and I find myself carted off to jail.

There was no trial as on the advice from out attorney my friend and I pleaded guilty. After three days in the county jail we stood in front
of Judge Arnold Simmons as he doled out the sentence for our petty crimes.

“Lacey Greene and Sonja DeFranco, you are found guilty of underage drinking, peeping, trespassing, and unlawful recording. You are both
hereby sentenced to one year of community service at Obsequium.”

Obsequium. The name sounded sinister in my mind as we were carted back to jail. I tried to place the name, but I had never heard of it and
none of the guards or even my attorney would tell me anything about it.

The next day I was led from my cell and onto a transport bus along with fifteen other young women. We were cuffed and shackled to our seat
and told to remain silent. Every word spoken would get everyone an extra day at Obsequium so we kept our mouths shut tight. I saw Lacey
being led to the bus behind us and I wondered just how many were being taken to this mysterious place to serve out our sentence.

The buses took us to a small airport were we boarded a private plane. It was about this time I was getting incredibly worried. We could be
flying across country, or to another country altogether for all I knew and the thought scared the hell out of me. But, with the threat of an
extended sentence, I remained silent.

The flight was just shy of eleven hours and took us deep into international waters where a small island awaited our arrival. As the plane
descended below the clouds I could see what appeared to be an airport runway and off to the right a city.

A tall, well-built police officer stood up from his seat and faced us, the look on his crater-covered face one of disdain. “Listen up
ladies,” he said sneering at us “we’ll be arriving at Obsequium in one hour. This will be your home for the duration of your sentence so get
used to it. Before we arrive, however, there are some ruled you will need to know. First and foremost, you are to obey every command given
without hesitation or complaint. Dissention will not be tolerated here and even the smallest infraction will be punished severely.”

His grin crept me out. He had the look of a predator preparing to pounce and his eyes were as filled with lust as I had ever seen. I always
thought it was illegal for male guards to search or even serve in a female prison, but every policeman on the plane with us was male.

“Secondly,” Officer Reynolds continued “you will each be given duties to perform which you will do to the best of your abilities. If you
fail to carry your weight, you will not eat. Third, to prevent any of you attempting to conceal weapons, food, or anything else you will be
stripped of your clothing for the duration of your incarceration.”

“What do you mean stripped of our clothes!?” I blurted out. “You can’t do that to us! We have rights!” I clapped my hand over my mouth as my
eyes grew wide. I looked around to see everyone staring at me with intense hatred. My outburst just added another seventeen days to our
sentences. Officer Reynolds smirked at me.

“We’re in international waters now sweetheart. We have our own laws here and you will all obey them to the letter or you will be punished.
Now, Officers Hitchens and Lawrence will remove your cuffs and shackles. You will stand up and remove your clothes – all of your clothes.
You will then fold your clothes and form a line in the aisle for final inspection before the walk to Obsequium.”

“Before anyone opens their mouth to protest, remember the consequences,” Officer Hitchens said looking in my direction. He was an
evil-looking man with short black hair and goatee and beady little eyes that were undressing me even before he removed my binds.

Once free I stood up without complaint and removed my clothes – folding them neatly as I took each piece off. Holding my clothes in my hands
I joined the back of the line. It moved slowly and from my position I couldn’t see what was going on, but I had a feeling it wasn’t going to
be good.


Excerpt..

It all happened so fast. One minute my friend Lacey and I were out drinking and having a good time, and the next we’re in the back of a

police cruiser on our way to jail for underage drinking – we are both twenty with less than two months before turning twenty-one, and

peeping. It was all Lacey’s idea. She said she knew several places where she peeked in on the occupants having sex and somehow convinced me

to join her. First time out and I find myself carted off to jail.


There was no trial as on the advice from out attorney my friend and I pleaded guilty. After three days in the county jail we stood in front

of Judge Arnold Simmons as he doled out the sentence for our petty crimes.


“Lacey Greene and Sonja DeFranco, you are found guilty of underage drinking, peeping, trespassing, and unlawful recording. You are both

hereby sentenced to one year of community service at Obsequium.”


Obsequium. The name sounded sinister in my mind as we were carted back to jail. I tried to place the name, but I had never heard of it and

none of the guards or even my attorney would tell me anything about it.


The next day I was led from my cell and onto a transport bus along with fifteen other young women. We were cuffed and shackled to our seat

and told to remain silent. Every word spoken would get everyone an extra day at Obsequium so we kept our mouths shut tight. I saw Lacey

being led to the bus behind us and I wondered just how many were being taken to this mysterious place to serve out our sentence.


The buses took us to a small airport were we boarded a private plane. It was about this time I was getting incredibly worried. We could be

flying across country, or to another country altogether for all I knew and the thought scared the hell out of me. But, with the threat of an

extended sentence, I remained silent.


The flight was just shy of eleven hours and took us deep into international waters where a small island awaited our arrival. As the plane

descended below the clouds I could see what appeared to be an airport runway and off to the right a city.


A tall, well-built police officer stood up from his seat and faced us, the look on his crater-covered face one of disdain. “Listen up

ladies,” he said sneering at us “we’ll be arriving at Obsequium in one hour. This will be your home for the duration of your sentence so get

used to it. Before we arrive, however, there are some ruled you will need to know. First and foremost, you are to obey every command given

without hesitation or complaint. Dissention will not be tolerated here and even the smallest infraction will be punished severely.”


His grin crept me out. He had the look of a predator preparing to pounce and his eyes were as filled with lust as I had ever seen. I always

thought it was illegal for male guards to search or even serve in a female prison, but every policeman on the plane with us was male.


“Secondly,” Officer Reynolds continued “you will each be given duties to perform which you will do to the best of your abilities. If you

fail to carry your weight, you will not eat. Third, to prevent any of you attempting to conceal weapons, food, or anything else you will be

stripped of your clothing for the duration of your incarceration.”


“What do you mean stripped of our clothes!?” I blurted out. “You can’t do that to us! We have rights!” I clapped my hand over my mouth as my

eyes grew wide. I looked around to see everyone staring at me with intense hatred. My outburst just added another seventeen days to our

sentences. Officer Reynolds smirked at me.


“We’re in international waters now sweetheart. We have our own laws here and you will all obey them to the letter or you will be punished.

Now, Officers Hitchens and Lawrence will remove your cuffs and shackles. You will stand up and remove your clothes – all of your clothes.

You will then fold your clothes and form a line in the aisle for final inspection before the walk to Obsequium.”


“Before anyone opens their mouth to protest, remember the consequences,” Officer Hitchens said looking in my direction. He was an

evil-looking man with short black hair and goatee and beady little eyes that were undressing me even before he removed my binds.


Once free I stood up without complaint and removed my clothes – folding them neatly as I took each piece off. Holding my clothes in my hands

I joined the back of the line. It moved slowly and from my position I couldn’t see what was going on, but I had a feeling it wasn’t going to

be good.



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