đź“– Prologue: The First Day of Permanent Imprisonment
[04:30 AM — The Bell of Awakening]
Bright white neon lights flickered to life in the gray rectangular room. Ploy opened her eyes in a state of confusion, her body bare upon a freezing metal bed. Her last memory was being selected by the Social Ordering Agency. Before she could move, the flat, synthetic voice of the Central AI echoed:
"Subject 702... Welcome to the commencement of lifelong discipline. The permanent installation process is about to begin."
[05:00 AM — Installing "The Core"]
Mechanical robots moved toward her. Ploy tried to scramble away, but magnetic straps on the bed locked her wrists and ankles tight. The first device brought forward was "The Core Plug"—an internal locking device made of polished stainless steel that gleamed under the lights. It was inserted and installed deep within her body slowly, followed by the activation of a vacuum system that permanently sealed the device to her internal walls. Ploy sobbed, realizing this object would never leave her body for the rest of her life.
[05:30 AM — Branding and the Final Attire]
The machines began fitting her in a metallic silver "Standard Bra" that contrasted sharply with her fair skin; the Size 34 fit was so precise it squeezed her form into a prominent silhouette. This was followed by "The Collar," a 3 cm wide metal band locked permanently around her neck. A sense of heavy finality set in as digital handcuffs and ankle cuffs were locked into place. Finally, "Neural Nipple Clamps" were snapped onto her 34-inch bust with surgical precision. Thin wires tethered them tightly to her collar, instantly forcing her chin upward.
[06:00 AM — The First Randomization]
A single "beep" signaled the day's randomized disciplinary pattern on the wall monitor:
Pattern: The Trinity Link mixed with V-Spreader
Chain Length: 5 cm
Gravity Weight: 5 kg (Attached to ankles)
Vibration Mode: Steady (Level 3)
[06:15 AM — Posture Configuration]
The chain mechanisms engaged immediately. A primary chain shot from her collar, through the cleavage of her bra, down to her waist belt, and finally tethered to her ankle chains. Ploy's body was jerked into a rigid, vertical standing position. Her arms were pulled behind her into a Back-bound lock at the waist, while the metal Spreader Bar forced her legs 50 cm apart. She swayed unsteadily under the 5 kg weights dragging at her ankles.
[07:00 AM — First Steps into the New World]
The door slid open. Ploy was forced to walk into the public area wearing only her silver bra and full-body metal tethers. Every step was a struggle; the wide-spread legs meant she could only slide her feet across the floor. Every time she tried to lower her head in shame, the clamps on her chest jerked her chin back up, forcing her to accept the gazes of everyone around her.
[09:00 AM — Outdoor Fixed Position]
Two hours later, Ploy was forced to stop in the center of a wide plaza filled with citizens. The AI detected her heart rate rising as she struggled against the Spreader Bar. A laser beam from the ceiling pointed to a floor ring—the Spider Hitching point. Her ankle chains were automatically reeled into the ring, forcing her into a deep, wide-spread kneel. She was required to keep her "tongue out" per Rule 5.1 while the public passed by. Her body began to tremble from the continuous Steady vibration of the Core Plug.
[11:30 AM — Sanitization Signal]
A soft siren echoed from her collar. It was time for "The Sanitization Tunnel." The floor tethers released, but the AI forced her toward a massive metal door to the north. Every sliding step caused a sharp sting at her nipples as the collar-connected clamps jerked with every clumsy movement.
[12:00 PM — Zero-Gap Stretch State]
Ploy entered the tunnel, where the walls were entirely polished stainless steel. The doors sealed shut. Mechanical arms seized her limbs. Her Standard Bra was unlocked via AI code and stripped away, leaving her bare except for the metal tethers.
The Tension Phase: Chains at her neck, waist, and wrists were retracted toward the ceiling while the ankle chains were pulled toward the floor. Ploy's body was stretched until her toes barely brushed the ground (Level 0 Tension). Her 34-inch chest was arched upward, her skin stretched taut in every area, leaving no fold or crease in her physique.
[12:15 PM — Automated Sanitization]
Dozens of high-pressure nozzles sprayed disinfectant mist and chemical-scented cleansers over her. The water pressure striking her chest and the internal device installations made Ploy try to flinch, but the extreme tension meant she could only manage a faint quivering of her muscles.
[12:45 PM — Lubrication and Re-installation]
After a blast of hot air dried her, the system sprayed a lubricant over the joints of her handcuffs and Spreader Bar to prevent jamming. The mechanical arms then returned the silver bra to her C-cup chest. The magnetic lock clicked—hygiene maintenance was complete.
[01:00 PM — Update Protocol]
Before exiting, the AI announced: "Muscle resistance detected during morning cycle. Increasing ankle weights from 5 kg to 8 kg. Switching vibration mode to 'Surge' (Randomized Pulses). Effective immediately."
Ploy was released from the tunnel feeling heavier than ever. The stainless steel bar held her legs so wide that every step was an agonizing ordeal as she moved toward her afternoon tasks without a single second of rest.
The Evening Gathering
[06:00 PM — The Plaza of Silence]
Ploy dragged her 8 kg ankle weights to the main plaza. The setting sun glinted off her Spreader Bar and chains. She was not alone; dozens of other women were tethered to Spider Hitching points across the area.
[06:15 PM — Confronting Differences]
Ploy was forced to halt next to Subject 412, a girl randomized into a Prayer Lock and Back-Bound Suspension. Everyone wore the same standard bra; everyone possessed the same "eyes of submission." While Ploy stood with legs 50 cm apart, her neighbor trembled violently—her internal device likely set to a maximum vibration level.
[06:30 PM — Surge Mode: The Invisible Assault]
Suddenly, Ploy's Surge Mode activated without warning. Her internal device hammered with frantic, randomized frequencies. Ploy's body jolted; she tried to snap her legs together to dampen the sensation, but the V-Spreader held her firm, leaving her inner thigh muscles twitching uncontrollably.
"Warning Subject 702: Maintain posture. Irregular movements will be recorded as disciplinary demerits," the AI whispered directly into her collar.
[07:00 PM — Group Sculpture Discipline]
The AI commanded all Subjects to enter "The Statue Lockdown." The sound of retracting chains roared across the plaza as every tether shortened to Level 0.
Ploy was frozen in a wide-spread standing pose, arms back-bound.
The Subject beside her was pulled into a kneeling "C-Link" crawl.
They became lifeless human sculptures decorating the city, with only their heaving chests betraying the intense electrical stimulation beneath.
[09:00 PM — Transition to Nocturnal Discipline]
Ploy dragged her spread legs and weights back to her private quarters—a room with nothing but The Metal Bed, equipped with magnetic straps and anchor rings.
[09:30 PM — The 4-Point Anchor]
Ploy was forced onto her back on the freezing bed.
Arms: Wrists pulled apart and locked to the headboard in a Y-Spread.
Legs: Despite the spreader bar, her ankles were tethered to the footboard with extreme tension, forcing her lower body open for the duration of the night.
Physique: Chains from her collar and waist pulled in opposite directions, arching her 34-inch chest toward the ceiling in a posture of agonizing elegance.
[10:00 PM — Midnight Overdrive]
As her muscles reached their limit, the sensors detected over-exhaustion. The AI initiated "Restorative Discipline."
Statue Lockdown (Horizontal): Every chain retracted to Level 0, pinning Ploy flush against the metal bed. She could not move a single millimeter.
Stimulation Pulse: To prevent her muscles from "falling asleep," the mode switched to Bio-Feedback. The more Ploy panicked or felt pain, the harder the devices vibrated to keep her mind focused on her bonds.
[00:00 AM — The Silence of Midnight]
Ploy stared at the empty ceiling, her body shivering in rhythm with her devices. The cold of the Spreader Bar and the weight of the cuffs had become part of her. She could not turn, could not close her legs, and could not sleep deeply. Every time her consciousness drifted, the Neural Nipple Clamps would send a sharp pulse to remind her to maintain her "Arched Chest, Rigid Back" posture, even in her dreams.
A new morning would arrive in just a few hours...