"Shit!" Marshal Charlie Winters screamed as his vehicle screeched to a halt and smoke blossomed out of the engine. He immediately got out and after several minutes, the smoke was tackled but the vehicle was simply kaput. What a great way to stop the journey of a prisoner transportation. He dialled in his radio and called, "Hey, Officer 3421 here. I've a broken down vehicle in serious need of repair. No, situation Alpha Green, no assault, no attacks. No Prisoner secure." He was referring to the only other occupant in the vehicle, Prisoner 3462, or a certain 24 year old Miss Catherine Robertson, convicted of cyber crimes. She was serving a 10 year sentence but was to be transported to a prison in another state.
"You want me to do...No sir that's not possible. The nearest Marshal station is in a city 100 miles away...no sir we're only near a town with a small police presence...when? So...ok, yes sir I take full responsibility for Prisoner 3462. No sir, won't let that happen. Will confirm later, out." Winters head over to the girl and gently guided her out of the car. Afterall, she was handcuffed behind her back with the cuffs attached to a belly chain. This belly chain had another chain linking to the leg irons encasing her ankles. "Mmmph," she grunted through the panel gag that surrounded her lower jaw.
"We have to spend the night in a small hotel or motel, so let's get moving," he told her. After a fifteen minute walk, easy for him and torturous for her, they both arrived in a nearby town. Winters guided the restrained girl inside and all eyes were immediately on the two of them. Ignoring the stares and his prisoner's embarrassed look, he head to the reception and flashed his ID. The middle aged lady stared at both of them for a while before Winters asked, "one room for the night please, two beds."
"Oh, er...I'm sorry sir, all our double rooms are filled," the lady replied, still shocked by the sight of Catherine.
"I'll take it," he accepted, paying in cash. "And please help me keep reporters and people away from our room." Minutes later, they both entered a medium sized room. "Ok," he said turned to Catherine. "I'll shower first, but you still have to be cuffed and gagged. Now, I don't want any sudden tried to escape so," He forced her down on the ground and re-attached the chain so that she was hogtied. "Mmmmmppppp," she wailed.
"Bear with it," he said. Slightly more ten minutes later, he emerged hair still slightly wet. "Ok, good you didn't try anything. Now," he proceeded to undo her manacles. With each chain coming out, Winters could see the girl producing an expression of thanks. Finally she was free but she indicated at the object covering her jaw. "No, your gag stays."
"Mrrmmm..." She protested.
"No argument. Now, take off your clothes here."
She raised her eyes in shock and puzzlement. "I've seen you naked before," he said, which was the truth--he had taken part in her strip at the station. After some hesitation, she did so, once again turning red with embarrassment. Naked in front of him, he gave her ten minutes to shower. After towelling up, she-redressed without her pantyhose and he only restrained her hands behind her back. "Now," he said, " I guess you've be obedient so," he reached behind to undo the gag.
To Be Continued...