Being a correction officer at the North American Queendom sure was a dream job for those so inclined.
Here an officer is taking a surveillance shift. In reality, there was very little need for such things. But it was so relaxing to sometimes just sit back, smoke a doobie, and enjoy the show. She really loves to watch, practically in tears, listening to the boy’s pathetic shrieking. That shit’s just so fucking funny!
Yes, the original purpose of the Dungeons had been to detain the members of the resistance. Then it had been expanded to those possibly harboring such tendencies. That could’ve been almost anyone not deemed subservient enough . . . by someone (a woman’s judgement should never be questioned!). But everyone knew that many ended here simply because somebody had wanted them here. Reason could be almost any, or maybe hardly any at all.
Hell, the Empress herself had committed some boys here simply because she’d wanted to get the footage of their torture for her collection (she mostly did not come around in person). But no one cared. And as far as the staff was concerned, they rather got off on torturing the innocent. It was delightfully evil. And after all, what was the purpose of a male anyway? To bring pleasure and joy to his superiors, that’s what. So if a woman wanted to see a boy tortured, then he goddamn well deserved to be, no matter how “innocent”. And the unrelenting female sadists of this institution, those dedicated heroines tirelessly working for the good of the Queendom and all Womankind, well, they deserved all the fun they could get.
Here there was plenty to be had!
from an original post by: MistressaNaomi
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