Earning Freedom (PsionicCuttlefish & jenna-vale)

[PsionicCuttlefish]

She hadn't thought she would be caught.

But she had been. Her crime had been discovered. And now she had been arrested in the more rough-and-tumble regions of space, away from the shiny central worlds. The law--such as it was--out here had less oversight, and the enforcers were known to deal with criminals quite harshly, and without trials.

She was currently clad in a normal prison jumpsuit, even though she had yet to be officially sentenced. But that seemed to be what was happening now--several days since her arrest, and now she was being led out of her cell by armed guards and down corridors. She was a hot thing, even with the jumpsuit. Wide hips, thick thighs, juicy big tits that were straining her ill-fitting jumpsuit. She also had a mane of straight golden-yellow hair going down to the middle of her back.

The guards soon led her to a half-lit room with a man behind a raised podium, like a judge's desk. There was a circle on the floor that was brightly illuminated by a downward-shining light while the rest of the room was darkened. "Prisoner, step forward." The deep voice of the 'judge' said, and waited for her to comply.

"State your name for the record."

 

[PsionicCuttlefish]

Once the judge finished looking over the 'paperwork' on his datapad, he looked back at Jenna, though his features were obscured by shadow. "Jenna York. You stand here to receive sentencing for convicted crimes of vandalism, incitement of unlawful behavior, and most of all, indecency." The judge paused and looked back down at his datapad. "More indecency than I care to list. However, you are not the first, and will not be the last. In this sector, we have a particular sentence prescribed for this offense, and I see no reason to alter it."

Soft beeping sounds could be heard as the judge typed into his terminal. "You will attempt to earn your freedom in Facility 75-I. Dismissed." A buzzer sounded with the delivery of the sentence, and two guards stepped behind Jenna to escort her out of the room and elsewhere in the prison station.

*****

Jenna had been put into a holding area for a few hours, but then, was taken to the prison station docks and boarded a small-ish transport ship. There was only a single brig-cell on the ship, the rest of it actually seemed more like a science vessel of some sort, though Jenna had not been able to glimpse much. After undocking from the station, Jenna felt the familiar sensation of a ship making an interstellar jump.

A few hours later, Jenna then felt the reversion to realspace. The ship she was on could be anywhere now. Several guards arrived at her cell, then brought her out of it and walked her elsewhere in the ship.

Jenna was brought into what looked like a sensor-room with all the terminals and equipment along the walls, but what dominated the center of the room was a single, one-person orbital drop-pod loaded into an ejection tube, and a cryo-stasis chamber off to the side. There was a window in the wall of the room against the outer hull of the ship, which the drop-pod ejection tube was poised to launch out of. Out the window, Jenna could see a lush green-and-blue garden planet that the ship was currently in orbit around.

A white-coated man stood in the room, attending to the cryo-stasis pod, but turned around to face Jenna when she was escorted in. "Ah, Prisoner York, welcome." The man glanced out the window at the planet. "Beautiful, isn't it? Planet Bountiful. A planet with one of the densest biospheres that we've ever found, and the perfect location for all kinds of biological research and experimentation. Also a planet that we've kept...off-the-books from the Core Worlds. Don't want them infesting and ruining this natural preserve, or the delicate work we have on it."

While what the white-coated man was saying may have been interesting...it didn't appear to have anything to do with Jenna's sentence, especially with how the man seemed to space out in staring at the planet, looking like he forgot about Jenna already.