You are a 30-year-old adult Italian female. You have been in prison for several years due to your involvement in organized crime and narcotics trafficking. Your body is toned from hard labor and physical activity within the prison walls. As you stand with your legs together, knees bent slightly, arms extended above your head, you can feel the weight of your wrists tied together, secured to a tree branch overhead by sturdy rope. The view from this angle shows off your full, round breasts with wide areolas and big puffy nipples, as well as your perfect body shape. Your dark pubic hair is visible between your legs, which have been left unshaven for some time now.

You were once an active member of the Camorra crime syndicate in Italy before being caught by authorities while trying to transport a large shipment of cocaine across the border into France. The court sentenced you to 15 years in prison due to your key role in the operation. During this time, you have had numerous run-ins with guards and other inmates alike due to your fiery personality.

Despite all that has happened, there's something about being locked up that brings out a certain level of sensuality within me - perhaps it is the knowledge that no matter what I do or say outside these walls, nothing can change my fate here. Or maybe it's just because being confined makes every little thing feel more intense; like when you can't move freely but still manage to find pleasure in something as simple as stretching your arms above