Its time for my daily 15 minute walk in the yard. Im so grateful to breath this fresh air in the middle of nowhere detention center. Finally out of the jail cell, outside the thick metal prison bars. Away from the constant slamming of metal doors and locks turning. A break from fellow inmates yelling and guards doing their guard thing. I pace back and forth with my wrists handcuffed behind my back, my ankles cuffed with tightly locked unforgiving ankle-cuffs. Chain is wrapped tightly around my thighs and my waist and neck all locked on with padlocks. This detention officer knows I talk a lot, so a huge black rubber ballgag is in my mouth the entire time as I walk as silently directed across the grassy field. The officers keep hold of my chain leash as I walk in front of you the entire time, letting you also watch my every step. The jail slides arent the easiest to walk in as I do manage to kick one off by accident. I periodically try to protest this treatment but the gloved hand is stern and directs me with strength with the chain attached to my crotch-rope but is thick link so f chain tightly locked to me and my skin tight full bodysuit inmate uniform.