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then positioned back over to the exercise yard. Down she came, very slowly, until she found herself hanging 10 feet off the ground in the middle of the field. By now, all the excess tar had dripped off. She was nothing but a black mass of solid goo with a bald head sticking out of it. Still no guards to be seen. They were staying indoors watching it on several wide-screen monitors.

A special U-shaped loading platform, 8 feet above the ground, had been built just for this occassion. All the inmates stood around it as the tarred form was lowered some more. Each one of them was clutching a huge pillow. They had waited a long time for this.

An empty industrial dump truck was then backed up to this U-shaped dock such that all prisoners would have access to its contents. The splayed black captive no longer had a horrified look on her face. She was well aware that what was to come would be very unpleasant but knew she would not get out of it. It was now her fate. She was then lowered into the empty truck.

The senior prisoner, #14, had made it back from the rooftop. It was still her show. She spoke to #226.

"Well, my pretty Tarbaby, are you ready for the next phase? Tell us again just how much you want to be feathered. We are waiting!"

"YES, YES, YES, YES!!!! I wish to be totally covered with feathers! I BEG each and every one of you to make me suffer a great deal as I once made you suffer."

Number 14, the senior inmate, jumped into the truck with her pillow. She laid it down at the prisoner's feet and pulled a kitchen knife out of her pocket. By now, the captive's eyes were bulging out with anticipation of the discomfort the would now experience. Wasting no more time, # 14 ripped the pillow wide open exposing about 5 pounds of feathers. Scooping up as much as possible with both hands, she roughly applied them to 226's tits. The crowd above roared with laughter. With increasing speed, the senior inmate threw handfulls of feathers at her from close range, making sure they stuck everywhere. Just for fun, the last pound or so remaining in the sack was lifted up and poured on her from above her head. They clumped all over her sticky form. They had only just started with this, the FUN part.

The next senior member, #20, went next. Same thing. Using her workgloves she made sure plenty of feathers were stuck between her toes and well up into the crack of her ass! This was worse that being tarred!!! When #20 as done, another one went in to do her part. And another. and another.

After about 20 of them had taken their turn, it was just more or less a contest to see how tightly the prisoner could be packed with feathers. This was not just another symbolic feathering for humiliation; this worthless little whore was now wearing about 50 extra POUNDS on her body.

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