9. Mia Fey - Forever
Mia's POV:
Mia grabbed the rough fabric of the orange uniform that had been thrown at her as she laid on the floor. She steadied her breathing as best she could, trying to recover from what Guard Smith had just put her through.
The orange jumpsuit in her hands was something she’d seen many times before, sometimes when a client of hers was wearing it. It was the standard inmate uniform of the state’s correctional facilities, worn in most prisons to identify those that had been condemned to years behind bars. Never in her deepest nightmares had the brilliant lawyer thought she’d ever don that uniform herself, but, here she was, naked and without any other option.
Before that horrible guard came back, Mia staggered up to her feet with the one piece orange coveralls, intending to put it on. But the black bold letters printed on the back gave her pause.
CDOC STATE PRISON
Her eyes glued themselves to the dark, thick letters. Dread seeped through her veins like ice, an emotion that had become so familiar on a day filled with dark emotions.
As an attorney she knew the legal implications of being found guilty, especially if the charges were serious enough to require a prison sentence. Her new changed status from a free civilian into a prisoner of the state meant that she would be losing many basic rights that most people took for granted. Unless some miraculous circumstances arose, it would be two and a half decades before she even received a chance to walk outside the perilous concrete walls of the prison again.
That thought made Mia grimace, but she managed to stop herself before she was consumed by a spiral of dark thoughts. The stalwart convict took a deep breath to steady her hand and began unbuttoning her new prison uniform. The fact that she was not given underwear was probably another way that the staff were welcoming her to the correctional facility, a reminder to the feisty lawyer about the many ways that her life could still become more uncomfortable if she didn’t keep her mouth shut.
The newly convicted attorney would not protest. At least for the moment, since she was alone with the brutish Guard Smith, with no one else in sight.
The cheap jumpsuit fabric felt rough on her skin as her toned calves stepped in their leg holes. As her arms slid through the sleeves, she felt that the uniform was a similar combination of threads to the scrubs that she’d been wearing in jail for the past month. The coarse material shifted against her body with every step that she took and, now that it was a one piece coverall, any movement that she took caused it to rub wrongly against some other part of her.
Finish reading it in DA post: https://www.deviantart.com/zernasss/art/9-Mia-Fey-Forever-1083257356
Mia grabbed the rough fabric of the orange uniform that had been thrown at her as she laid on the floor. She steadied her breathing as best she could, trying to recover from what Guard Smith had just put her through.
The orange jumpsuit in her hands was something she’d seen many times before, sometimes when a client of hers was wearing it. It was the standard inmate uniform of the state’s correctional facilities, worn in most prisons to identify those that had been condemned to years behind bars. Never in her deepest nightmares had the brilliant lawyer thought she’d ever don that uniform herself, but, here she was, naked and without any other option.
Before that horrible guard came back, Mia staggered up to her feet with the one piece orange coveralls, intending to put it on. But the black bold letters printed on the back gave her pause.
CDOC STATE PRISON
Her eyes glued themselves to the dark, thick letters. Dread seeped through her veins like ice, an emotion that had become so familiar on a day filled with dark emotions.
As an attorney she knew the legal implications of being found guilty, especially if the charges were serious enough to require a prison sentence. Her new changed status from a free civilian into a prisoner of the state meant that she would be losing many basic rights that most people took for granted. Unless some miraculous circumstances arose, it would be two and a half decades before she even received a chance to walk outside the perilous concrete walls of the prison again.
That thought made Mia grimace, but she managed to stop herself before she was consumed by a spiral of dark thoughts. The stalwart convict took a deep breath to steady her hand and began unbuttoning her new prison uniform. The fact that she was not given underwear was probably another way that the staff were welcoming her to the correctional facility, a reminder to the feisty lawyer about the many ways that her life could still become more uncomfortable if she didn’t keep her mouth shut.
The newly convicted attorney would not protest. At least for the moment, since she was alone with the brutish Guard Smith, with no one else in sight.
The cheap jumpsuit fabric felt rough on her skin as her toned calves stepped in their leg holes. As her arms slid through the sleeves, she felt that the uniform was a similar combination of threads to the scrubs that she’d been wearing in jail for the past month. The coarse material shifted against her body with every step that she took and, now that it was a one piece coverall, any movement that she took caused it to rub wrongly against some other part of her.
Finish reading it in DA post: https://www.deviantart.com/zernasss/art/9-Mia-Fey-Forever-1083257356
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作品发布日期: 2024年08月07日 23:46
最后更新时间: 2025年05月10日 10:04
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