I have already presented the kingdom of Psing-pour, created by me and my then boyfriend ten years ago, during our trips through captivity fantasies. So, let me continue to tell the story...
Albeit the prisoners in Psin-pour were kept under strictly watching, only an isolated case of escaping attempt was found in the files. After being released from the chains to go to jail after the time labour, two convict girls - sentenced for theft and then serving time as forced labourer in the mine - hit a prison ward in the head. They ran fast to the town after introducing in the warden's mouth some amount of a lethargic medicine they had managed to steal from the infirmary. In the way, the more clever and strong of them, a blonde cute girl, attacked a poor damsel and put her to sleep by applying a kind of rear naked choke. They distributed the victims clothes just to cover their bodies. The clever blonde girl got the pair of shoes, which would work as a protective piece against the gravel and the sharp-projectioned pebbles of the sandbank. Afterwards, they left the poor girl naked and passed out on the street, and ran towards the harbour town.
They stole a little raft from an old fisherman, whom they also put to sleep, and navigated to the sandbank, from where they expected reach the continent, because it was the extremely low tides season . They docked the raft into the sand at the only spot washed by serene waters, just opposite to the harbour town. Then, they walked towards the other point of the sandbank. The other girl, a beautiful brunette, soon started complaining of the pebbles hurting her bare feet. Besides that, there were nonbypassable dense thickets, full of thorny bushes that hurt them a lot. Walking along the seaside was impracticable, due to the high waves wildly breaking in the shore. So, it took more than 24 hours for them to reach the other point of the sandbank. To their deception, the tide was not yet enough low to allow the passage.
The brunette girl went in desperation and, infuriated, attacked the blonde girl, who had planned everything. The blonde bitch, was, however, much stronger, and rapidly taught the companion her place by the means of a humiliating beatdown. She stripped the brunette naked and, making her craw close to a tree (that point of the sandbank had more friendly vegetation), put her in its shade and warned:
- I will try to find some water and something to eat, bitch. Keep calm here and wait.
In that moment, however, something unbelievable for them happened. They heard a neigh! Toys in the attic, the clever blonde grasped the situation in a rapid moment, and started to run towards the point of the sandbank where they had docked the raft, leaving her poor naked colleague at the mercy of the destiny...
(PS: noblesse oblige: I really love Edward Weston photos. He was a genius!)
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