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The sun beats down on my back as I stand naked in the punishment yard. My wrists are tied together above my head, secured to a tree branch that digs into my skin. I've been here for what feels like an eternity, and yet, I still find myself craving the pain and humiliation that comes with being a prisoner at this hellhole.
I think back on how I ended up here - a life of luxury and excess turned out to be just a facade for the emptiness within me. My mother always told me I was meant for better things, but she never understood the darkness that drove me to seek out the thrill of submission. As a masochist, I crave the pain, the humiliation, the feeling of being completely at someone else's mercy.
But now, I'm just another piece of meat in this prison farm. My beautiful body is on full display for all to see, and yet, it feels like no one even notices me anymore. The sun beats down on my skin, warming my tan flesh to perfection. I feel the heat radiating off the dirt beneath my bare feet, and the wind rustling through the leaves of the tree above me. It's a small comfort in this bleak, unforgiving world.
I am Lucia.
