Chapter 83 Life as a prisoner surrounded by men.

With each step down the stairs leading to the basemen. Makina's heart fell deeper and deeper at the same time.

When he was captured by the Knights of Britannica in the basement of Square Academy. When I was sentenced to fifteen years imprisonment in a court of law. In both case. I experienced deep despair.

But no. While heading to the 'prison (area) where only men exist' – I realized that despair is renewed in such a short period of time.

Any more than thi. And the only comparable experience for Makina would be the day her own homeland was destroyed.

Don't walk too slow. Get your ass up here.”

Seeing Makin. Lifeless from grief and fea. An exasperated Seraphi yanks on the chain.

Then the handcuffs on the chains are pulled forward. The heavy footsteps were forced to advanc. And I almost fell down the stairs in the middle of the stairs.

Heavy handcuffs that seal out magic. She is barefoo. Not even allowed to wear socks. The dress is not a princess's dres. Nor an adventurer's unifor. Nor a school unifor. But a black and white striped outfit. It's exactly what a sinner would wear.

How did this happen? And what will happen to me now? How could. A woma. Be alone in a detention cell full of men? How is that possible?

Doubts and fear. Fear and despair. While I was trying to keep my heart strong and not give up hope – Makina's face was turning blu. Even though she wasn't feeling well.

And then–

Open up.

At the end of the lon. Long flight of stairs. Seraph. The deputy warde. Instructs the two male guards guarding the huge iron gate.

High-pressur. Short orders. But the guards don't complai. And after a snappy salut. They follow their boss's orders to the letter.

They then combined the two keys into one and opened the large door leading to the “Underground Prison”.

“Ooo……!”

Makina couldn't help but let out a yelp at the smell that wafted through the air the moment she opened it.

Prisoners don't get to bathe every day. I knew that as knowledge. Howeve. The smell of sweat and dirt from the men was wafting through the air the moment I entered the roo. Even though I didn't have my nose close enough to get close enough.

And at the same tim. There was also the smell of fierce “Semen” Covered in lust. The smell was so strong that for a moment I thought that the people in this underground prison were not male prisoner. But several hungry beasts.

“Oh……?　You new here?”

“He. What's the new guy like……?”

“Oi……!　Look at that!　It's a girl!　It's a woman!

What the hell?　Oooooh!!!　I haven't seen anyone other than the Deputy Jailer (Seraphy) in twenty years!”

A long corridor made of cold-colored stone spreads out before you. On either side of it are a number of iron cages.

The thic. Sturdy-looking iron grating. Thick and huge locks. Inside the larg. Tightly constructed cag. Two or three criminals wearing the same prison uniform as Makina are being held one by one.

But the glare in her eye. The red eyes that bled with sexual desir. Were nothing like those of the princess wh. Until a few days ag. Was a student.

“Holy shit!　She's got big titties!　She's got big titties for someone so young!”

“You ain't even got the best face……!　What the hell did you do to get fucked in the ass when you're so cute and have such a hot bod. Girl!”

“Hee-hee-hee!　Why don't you come share a room with m. Newbie!　I'm gonna love you so muc……!”

N. It's me!　Give it to me!　I'll impregnate you with my big dick……!”

Just the sight of Makina and Seraphi's voluptuous limbs is enough to give him a painful erection between his legs.

Some of them were drooling over Makina's long blonde hair and beautiful face.

They were truly animal. Men with no sense of intelligence or dignit. And bare of lust.

……!

Makina can't scream at them and just shakes her body.

I didn't expect any of this. I did not expect to be put in the same area as the criminals who seem to be so heinous. The woman is a sunshin. And they who can't have enough sexual desir. And they are not ashamed of i. But they are going to turn their desire to me so vulgarly.

“Those with minor crimes are housed 'up there' but……. The guys in the basement have all committed major crimes like robber. Arso. Rape and murder. They are all extreme criminals who won't be able to get out for at least 10 years. Hmmm…….. Good luck with tha. Machina?”

The disgusting look which is poured out from thugs. The obscene word which cannot bear to hear. The smell of the animal in heat that drifts in the air. Seeing Makina frightened by the. Seraphy was laughing happily.

However. The sexual desires of sinner. Who seldom have intercourse with wome. Let alone converse with them or even see the. Were not directed solely against Machina.

“Deputy Jailer……!　You've got a dirty body today!”

“You've got bi. Nasty tits and bi. Nasty thighs!　I know you're frustrate. Right?　Open the fuck up and come on in!　I'm gonna make you squeal with my cock!”

“He. He. He. Look at my hips. I'm gonna make you my bitc. So open your legs…… And let me go.　And then you're gonna let me go.”

The prisoners were also throwing obscene looks and words at Seraphy. Some of them are rocking their hips in a heckling sex appeal.

Jailer and prisoner. The deputy superintendent of prisons and a major criminal. If the other party is an attractive woma. It acts according to the sexual desire without caring about the violation of the rule at all though the status and the position are far different.

Despite the harsh penalties awaiting the. These beasts are unable to save their desires. If they could control their desire. They wouldn't have committed crimes in the first place.

He had no self-control enough to understand that it was inevitable that he had committed the crime he had to commi. And that he had been incarcerated in this great prison.

“Tsk……. This is why men are……”

Seraphy is blatantly offended by such prisoners.

He was enjoying watching Makina's frightened appearanc. But he was leaking a moody aura from all over his bod. So much so that others could tell that he had an 'irritated expression' even though he was hiding his eyes with his sunglasses.

“…… Quiet you scum!　I'll have your filth. Filth. Filthy thing smashed to bits!”

The most important thing to remember is that the best way to get the most out of your money is to be prepared to pay for it. The actual whip is usually a very good on. And it's also a very good one.

If any of the prisoners still clung to the cage and continued to grip the bar. I would strike a hard blow with the whip to their hands or fingers.

Aaahhh!

“Hee-hee-hee!”

“Yu. My finger!”

I guess the position of deputy warden isn't something he's done for the love of his life.

Seraphy's whip produced burning worm sores on the hands of the prisoner. Snapped their fingers in directions they could not normally ben. And silenced the excited sinners with violence.

“O……” He sai. “When are you going to learn the rule that says 'no talking without permission'? When are you going to learn the rule that say. 'No private conversation without permission'?　You people are less intelligent than dogs and pigs. Don't ever open that stinking mouth of yours again. I hope they execute all of you today. If all you can produce is free foo. Shi. And shit-talk.”

Cephira spit coldly with her spit and put away the whip after making sure that everyone around her was quiet.

The men were silent because they didn't want to take the whi. But the one between their legs was still tingling wildly and raging inside their prison uniforms.

It's not an 　ac. It's a genuine dislike and overbearing attitud. Not like a sex worker who gets a fee from a customer to play douchebag.

Those with a desire to be abused rejoice at the heartfelt abuse and dismay given to them by the immensely beautiful Seraph. Sayin. “This is the model of a dominatrix.

Conversel. A man with a taste for the tasteless silently harbored a dim desir. “It's great to stick your dick in a sassy bitch like that and make her a bitc. Isn't it?

“…… Heh. Did I scare you a little too much?　Makina. But don't worry……. If you are in any kind of troubl. You can count on me right away. I'll do you any favor you want and help you.”

The first thing to do is to make sure that you have a good time with your partner. The actual “I'm not a fan of the way you look at i. But I'm not a fan of the way you look at it eithe.” Said the woman.

“っっ…….”

But I can't say such a thing to her face. And it's the same for Makin. Who is forbidden to speak without permission. The princes. The descendant of a her. Is now a prisoner.

The most important thing to remember is that the best way to get the most out of your money is to be honest with yourself.

“…… Too frightened to speak?　Wel. That's understandable. Loo. The cage you're going to be in is just a little further away…… Follow me.”

Seraphy then starts walking again. She pulls on the leash and walks Makina like a dog walker.

The Makina being taken away walks silentl. Toddling along. In the meantim. While trying not to look at the cages on either side of her as they pass b. She walks forward with her shoulders shaking slightly.

But even when I try not to look at the. They stare at me until I have a hole in me. The eyes of the prisoners locked in the cag. Their lus. Their vicious sexuality is directed at me. It pierces the skin with a chatter. I feel it so much that it hurts.

But even though I was in the middle of such horro. My lewdness was still tingling this time and my womb was on fire.

“This is it. This is where you'll live for the next 15 years.”

Even though I don't want to. Even though I'm anxious. Even though I'm afraid. When even anger came up to the lewdness which still makes the womb tingle and moistens the crotch seat.

Seraph. Who had advanced to the end of the passage at the far end of the dungeo. Unlocked the cage on the right side.

The. He puts Makina into i. Closes the bar. And locks them with a heavy clang.

“This is…….”

It was a room that could not even be called a roo. Just a be. A small desk and a hole for the toilet.

And there are two beds. They are set up on either side of the prison. One is covered with relatively clean-looking sheet. But the other – the sheets and blankets are wrinkle. And 'personal belongings' such as book. Paper and a quill pen are on the floor.

“This is…….”

'Ask a 'senior' for the details. Wel. Right now he's in a punishment cell…… He'll be back when the punishment period is over. Of course…… He's a man too.”

There's someone in this room who's been incarcerated before Makina. Sharing a room with a man. Living with thugs.

Moreove. I don't know what he did (・・・・・. But he committed some violation of the rules in prison and was put in a punishment cel. A person who committed further crimes in prison.

The moment she understood that. Makina turned to Seraphy and took a large step forward. She grabbed the bars of the cage and shook the iron fence violently with a clatter as she was handcuffed.

“Let the trial start over……!　Let the trial start over at……!　This is crazy!　I didn't murder and I didn't steal!　It was the Wizard in white who took the tablet!　I didn't do anything!　That's 15 years……..!　It's absolutely wrong!

Hearing Makina's desperate insistenc. Pleading loudly with a devilish expression–Seraphi didn't particularly change her expression.

'I didn't do anythin.' 'I'm being unfairly trie.' 'I'm innocent. I'm falsely accused.'…… Almost everyone says the same thing. Sometimes I like to hear a different version.”

“…… So. Na……”

Slyl. I collapse in my grip on the thic. Cold iron bar.

With no strength in his leg. His hips slippin. And unable to control his magic – his life as a prisoner has just begun.

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Wake up!　Wake up!

The first night has passed since Makina was taken into the Arka Trust Grand Jail.

Outside the priso. The dawn was still earl. Even though the end of summer was nea. And it was already bright. The early morning but dazzling sun was refreshingly illuminating the palaces and homes of the royal cit. The main streets and side street. And the city walls surrounding the city.

–But…

There is no sunlight in the basement of the prison. This is one of the reasons why he loses his sense of time.

The only thing that 　tells the criminals living in the dank dungeon that morning has come is the loud voice of a young male guard and the tinkling of a bell that he rings.

“Hmm. Ugh……”

Makin. Who had been sleeping on a hard mattress and a thin blanke. Slowly got up from her small bed.

I wasn't the type of person who was weak in the mornin. But there were dark circles around my eyes. The bed was uncomfortable to sleep i. And I couldn't sleep properly last night because of the anxiety and fear that I had become a sinner.

Howeve. Roll call awaits immediately after wake-up tim. So sleeping in twice or oversleeping is absolutely unacceptable. I folded the blankets and stretched out the wrinkles in the sheet. And stood upright near the entrance of the cage.

And when the guard comes in frontof yo. Youhave to tell himyour number and name by yourself.

“……465. This is Machina……”

Good.

Is anyone escaping from prison? Is anyone in poor health? Every morning upon waking and every night before going to be. The prisoners are checked by roll call.

You have to say the inmate number before your own name – born into the Grandel royal famil. Loved by parent. Vassals and the peopl. And given after days of though. You feel that the name 'Machina' itself is being undermined.

But I can't reveal my identity. I am only “Inmate 4657”. Nothing mor. Nothing less.

“–Itadakimasu……”

But it was no great hardship to be identified by a number instead of a name.

What was beyond Makina's imagination was also the food. She knew somehow that the prison food was so simple and tasteless that it was called 'stinky food'.

Howeve. When he is actually thrown into prison as a prisoner and is given breakfas. He discovers that it is far worse than he imagined.

Bread as hard as a stone. Bean soup with only a faint taste. Leafy salads so tired you can hardly tell what kind of vegetable they are.

Even Makin. Who is not a big eate. Feels that the breakfast is 'not much. And after finishing the breakfast that she can hardly tast. Her mood is depressed from the morning.

“Huh……”

In my travels as an adventure. There have been times when I've run out of money and gone hungry. But compared to this mea. I realize that life as an adventurer was still blessed enough.

After such a simple breakfas. It's time for 'work'.

A sinner is not allowed to spend a day in prison just sleeping. They are given something called 'prison work.

The nature of the work varies depending on the severity of the crim. Ag. And physical ability. It is said that minor offenders and young prisoners often work outside the prison doing physical labor such as civil engineering work.

But for people like Makina and the other. Who are forbidden to go outdoors or even above ground leve. What they are given is simple work that can be completed within the confines of a small cage.

This tim. It was the job of 'making arrows for the archers to use'.

But he was given only the simple task of attaching arrow feathers to a thin wooden stick to keep the sharp arrowheads from being hidden and used as weapons.

'Put an arrow feather on it and put it in the…… Box:……. Put an arrow feather on it and put it in the…… Box:……”

The job itself was quite easy (simple). It was neither complicated nor difficult. Once you learn the rope. All you have to do is repeat the same thing over and over again.

But that was more painful than it should have been.

No chang. No rewarding. It doesn't feel good to be making the tools necessary for a hostile nation (Britannica) to wage wa. Even if only a small part of it is aiding the war effort.

And the worst part of it was that it made me feel like time was passing by much too slowly.

“Put it in the…… Box with arrow feathers…… Put an arrow feather on it and put it in the…… Box…… Put an arrow feather on it and put it in the…… Box.”

Howeve. It is not allowed to throw out in the middle of the wor. Or rest on the bed and take a break without permission. I continue to create arrows in the cag. Chipping away at i. Silently.

Too much boredom. Too much idle time.

We have to take back our countr. And all we do all day long is this. And the work equivalent to this will continue for the next 15 years. I'm going to live repeating this kind of prison work. I even felt that I could go insane.

“Then we are free to go.”

It was a simple task that even felt like an eternit. But it really wasn't forever.

After three hours of bow and arrow makin. Which felt like six or seven hours. After a lunch that was as small and thin as breakfas. We were allowed to exercise in the afternoon in the name of 'free time'.

(Free time when you're shackled by shackles that block your magic?……)

Without being able to feel freedom in the priso. They were taken out of the cage with handcuffs tied and taken toalarge underground exercise area (hall).

It was a large but bleak spac. Similar to the underground library of Square Academy.

The guards will be watching yo. But you will be free to move your body in this hall for a few hours.

Howeve. Because they are deadly weapon. There is no exercise equipment such as bats or ball. And they can only walk around aimlessl. Stretch on the spo. Or do muscle training using their own body weight.

Or even just chatting with those close to he. But even that was impossible for Makin. Who was never going to have any friends or acquaintances.

Then I'll tell you what I'm going to do – I'll tell you what I'm going to do.

You can go to……. How's it goin. Machina?　Life here is……. Is there anything you need help with?”

“It's that……♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ And especially……♥”

Normall. Seraphi is doing other duties at this time. As the deputy warde. She came down to the basement and hugged Makina from behind on the playground.

The. With a nasty han. She strokes and squeezes her young and voluptuous limb. Enjoying the feel of her big tits and slutty ass.

When asked if he had any trouble as Machin. He wanted to sa. “I'm in trouble right now.

Howeve. If you upset he. You might get a blow from the whip while you can't even use magic.

“Hmmm……. Don't be shy. It's you and m. Isn't it?……”

“O. My breasts are all over the plac. Please don't rub them……

Beside. When Seraphi was baring her sexual desire like a man and caressing her big tits with her obscene hand. Mmmm ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥. Meanwhil. None of the other prisoners tried to come near her.

The men who can't disobey the Deputy Jailer only stare at Makina and Seraphi from a distance. In a sens. Makina's 'safety' is ensured.

But the desire to 'attack and rape a group of people if they show the slightest gap' was not hidden at all. It is not because of a misunderstanding or a rut caused by a whore's crest. It is definitely understandable.

“Hah ♥ hah ♥ nnh……♥”

If Seraphi hadn't been her. If she hadn't liked m. What would have happened to me now – I shudder to think just how that would have happened.

But being a woman and being caressed and attacked by a womanizing deputy warden is never a 'good thing' eithe. As it makes my lewd crests tingle.

Sexual desire by the male prisoners and lust directed at her by a female guard named Seraphi. Being caught between the two board. Makina ended her free tim. And she was severely drained of energ. Even though she hadn't been exercising.

“Don't waste it. It's too good to spend on you.”

And to wash off the sweat from exercise or from sexual arousal. After the free tim. After the tedious prison work again – twice a wee. It was time for a bath.

Howeve. “Bathing” Does not mean that you can take a leisurely soak in a bathtub filled with warm water.

The men lined up in a single file line to the showe. Where the water poured down like a light rai. And each man had only one minute to lightly cleanse himself.

“Phew……♥ Ugh……♥”

The tail end of the line of naked men. Following their backs – there was the figure of the petit. Naked Machin. Whose lewd crests were tingling from Seraphy's caresses.