The prisoner thought a day in the yard might be her chance to breathe… but guard alex had other plans. what started as a simple “training session” quickly turned into a humiliating display of dominance, control, and physical discipline. crawling in the grass, bound in unforgiving restraints, and kept in constant check, the prisoner was pushed, positioned, and punished – each command delivered with that cruel smile alex is known for. no matter how much she squirmed or stumbled, there was no escape… only more “correction.” this is not a drill, and it’s not a game. it’s the yard, alex’s rules – and your front-row seat to every degrading, beautiful moment of control.