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Sandro's Stories
I feel like an idiot in the hands of these perverts.
They are Mr Caputo's guards who couldn't be dressed in the most insane and absurd way possible. A complete latex leotard suit with mask.
And what's worse, these guys don't hide their hard cocks under their tight clothes. And how could I hide?
Now I'm here trapped by the neck with my hands cuffed behind my back as I watch them sort out my next clean uniform.
So I see one of them unfolding the uniform that is actually a tight straitjacket of coated latex.
It's been the only thing I've been wearing since the moment I arrived in this damned prison.
My body is already impregnated with a gooey oil that will make it easier for me to get into my clothes.
So they start dressing me.
I can't even react because I will be severely punished and the only thing left for me is to feel the tight clothes take my body and see my arms around my torso terribly trapped where later I will be free to walk in the clinic's gardens
Free? what an irony
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