Daisy hurried down the road, sobbing, disgusted with her daughter’s behaviour. How could she have been so irresponsible?  She hadn’t brought her up to behave like that; she knew there had been ‘incidents’ when she was at college, she knew she preferred women to men, but she hadn’t held it against her. But, for her to behave live this...!

She was still trying to work out what had happened to her daughter when she was grabbed from behind...

Before Daisy knew what was happening, she had been pushed to the ground and her clothing ripped off. She cried, mewled and struggled as she was forced into the transparent bodysuit...

She cried once, calling out “No, please...” as they pulled on the hood...

The penis gag in her mouth silenced her; she suddenly realised what had really happened to her daughter, even though it was too late to do anything about it.

She was still moaning into the gag as the collar was put on and the padlock clicked shut, followed by her being dressed in the hello kitty raincoat...

When the people had finished sealing Daisy away, they just left; they took the remains of her old clothes with them, just leaving her lying in the street. Daisy pulled herself upright, moaning into her gag. Pulling at the clothing proved she was sealed in, trapped and completely helpless.

Knowing now what had really happened to her daughter, Daisy hobbled back to her daughter’s apartment. To her surprise, the door was unlocked, and she went in...

Barbara stared at her mother, now dressed the same as she was. Sobbing, the two women embraced…

Daisy’s pictures never got sent. They had been blocked and deleted by the ‘group’ running the prison before they even left her phone; it was ‘office policy’ to monitor any relatives of ‘inmates’, as well as monitor data from their collars…