Chapter 8.
"You seem to have applied little effort to reduce your disgusting erection".
Said Doctor Jayne Hargreaves to her male prisoner. "Are you ready for your
bladder to be emptied yet?"
Stewart assured her that he was more than ready and the nurse pulled him across
the room to where four bottles were standing on a table. She placed the end of
the catheter tube in the first and, receiving a word of approval from the
doctor, released the pressure on the clamp allowing the urine to flow under
force into each bottle in turn. Only the final bottle was left less than full
despite the nurse applying pressure from her fisted hand just above his pubic
bone.
He was then told to resume the "present" position in the centre of the room. The
two chairs were placed in front of him with the doctor seated in one and the
nurse in the other with their eyes at waist height. Gloves were slipped on and
the wardress told to brace him for the removal of the tubing. The judo lock was
applied to his arms and neck as before and the nurse gripped his testicles and
penis firmly. With her left hand on his stomach as a bracing point, the doctor
slowly and painfully started to pull on the catheter. It slid, slowly, out of
his penis. Totally ignoring his gasps of pain the doctor continued to pull until
it was clear of his rapidly deflating organ, and now very sore, urethra.
" I will now require a sample of sperm from you." Said the doctor with a degree
of casualness as if she was discussing the weather and not something of such
intimate importance. " On my command you will masturbate to ejaculation and
catch the proceeds in this small glass jar. Kneel on the floor, legs well apart
and body upright."
Stewart did as he was told and was handed the cold glass container. He was now
looking up at the doctor, nurse and the female prisoner who was standing in her
bra and panties with legs wide apart and elbows forced back to display her large
heavy breasts. The uniformed wardress also moved into a position where she could
watch. All four were staring at him but despite this humiliating position and
the stinging caused by the catheterisation, Stewart's organ was rigid.
"Commence." said the doctor.
Stewart grasped his member and started to move his hand back and forth.
" You, girl, will provide a visual aid to this unpleasant process. Stand in that
position... immediately in front of him. And you, boy, may admire her body as
you excite yourself." she continued.
The girl towered above the kneeling male. Stewart looked up at her face that
registered the humiliation of her situation, the pain from the recent beating
and the fear of the one that was to come. Her well-formed breasts seemed to be
too large for the prison bra. Her body was covered in a light sheen of sweat
from the reaction to the fear. From the recessed navel a light trail of hair led
down into the tight white panties that were still pulled into her crotch. Her
fair pubic hair showed either side of the panties and a distinct smell of
feminine secretions reached his nose as he continued to pump.
Suddenly, he felt himself coming. The glass jar was only held in place for a
split second before the waves of the ejaculation swept over him and spurted out.
His body shuddered and he emitted a low moan as the relief swamped over him.
They waited a few minutes until his penis had stopped dribbling into the jar. It
was collected by the nurse, who having given the contents a cursory examination,
screwed on a top and placed it alongside the urine samples.
"Not bad for a first attempt Stewart " said the doctor as she came round the
desk and sat on the edge looking down on him. " However, I never like to rely on
just one sample so you will now supply a second one. You males seem to have some
problems with achieving this straight away so I will be arranging some help for
you. This female prisoner will be used to ensure that your erection returns
rapidly and the nurse here will provide the manual stimulation.
Stewart followed the doctor's glance to the nurse. She was approaching him with
a look of utter disgust on her face as she slipped on a pair of heavy, ridged
rubber gloves instead of the latex ones worn before. From the appearance of the
gloves and the grimace displayed on her face, she looked as if she was about to
clear a blocked drain rather than perform an intimate act.
"Carry on please Nurse" said the doctor.
"Right my girl," she said addressing the prisoner. "I will give you exactly five
minutes to get this wretch into a state where I can collect another sample.
Should you fail, I will have the wardress give you 3 with her strap across your
weals for every extra minute it takes you."
The girl looked at Stewart with tears starting to form in her eyes. She mouthed
the words "please help" at him.
She stood close to him and leaned over so that her breasts brushed his head and
face. She swung the globes from side to side brushing his head then face. Her
sweat rubbed off onto his forehead and he could almost smell her fear. She then
squatted in front of him and opened her legs. This pulled her panties even
tighter into her crotch and made the pubic hairs either side of the gusset stand
out. She cupped her breasts in both hands as she stimulated the nipples to
erection under the thin white material as she stared imploringly into his eyes.
Nervously she reached forward with both hands and took his sore flaccid member
between her fingers, trying gently to stroke life back into it.
"One minute to go " called the nurse. Despite the girls, by now frantic efforts,
his organ remained only partly erect.
" Time up. Well girl, don't say I didn't warn you... Wardress !... three strokes
please !"
Brusquely the wardress turned the girl towards the desk and told her to lie
across it. To the kneeling Stewart this presented the punished bottom at eye
level. The panties were again pulled up tight into the crotch, the strap was
camly unhitched from the wardresses belt ...raised high and brought down with a
meaty "swack" across the wealed ridges. The girl shuddered and let out a low
groan but held her position. Twice more it was raised and lashed across the same
strip of flesh adding a vivid scarlet swathe on top of the red and purple weals.
"Splended, success at last." said the nurse looking down at Stewart's groin. To
his intense shame the savage strapping of the defenceless female prisoner had
returned his penis to full erection.
" Remain in position girl. You, boy, stand up with your legs apart." ordered the
nurse. She stood on his right and grasped his testicles with her left hand and
his shaft with his right. "Don't expect this to be pleasant," she muttered as
she started pumping.
Pleasant is not a word Stewart would have used. His penis was already sore from
the other nurses' examinations not to mention the catheter insertion. Now this
bitch was gripping it tightly and pumping rhythmically, ignoring his gasps of
pain. The doctor stood waiting on his left with another sample jar and the
wardress stood, tawse in hand watching the nurse at work with an embarrassed
grin on her young face.
After three minutes the pain from the savage friction was intense. Stewart
realised that these females could, and would continue to masturbate him until he
ejaculated, but try as he could and even though his penis remained thobbingly
erect, no way could he climax.
By now the nurse was sweating and grunting with the exertion. Gripping his
testicles even more firmly she ordered the wardress to lay on three more strokes
to the other prisoner.
The wardess raised her arm and the tawse was brought down heavily over the
swathe from the first lashes. Just as she raised her arm for the second lash,
with the victim writhing and whimpering awaiting the inevitable agony, Stewart
felt the start of another orgasm surge though his pelvis. It came as the third
stroke of the strap lashed into the girls throbbing wealed buttocks and she
screamed with the pain.
Quickly the doctor placed the jar over his penis tip as his knees buckled.
"STAND UP BOY!" screamed the wardress in his ear. "Take the jar from the doctor
and don't you dare spill a drop."
Stewart stood with the jar for several minutes collecting the last drips while
the medical staff, and wardress looked on. The girl lay sobbing over the table
with her nates twitching in pain. They were then both ordered to the "present"
in front of the desk.
The now seated doctor slowly reviewed Stewart's file.
"It will be several days before we get all the results back, but on the basis of
what we have seen I am prepared to authorise you for "Normal Duties and
Disciplines". That will mean that you will be treated in the way the female
prisoners are. I would remind you that you are hear to learn total obedience to
authority so it will be up to you how hard or easy you make that task. As to
your lack of self-control, I will make a note on your file that all the staff
are to pay particular attention to that area and will deal with it at the
slightest indication. For your own benefit I will now have the wardress
demonstrate just one method available."
With a nod from the doctor the wardress came up behind Stewart.He heard the
click as some item of equipment was unclipped from her belt. He felt something
slide between his splayed legs and press gently between his dangling testicles.
The doctor looked over his shoulder and nodded to the wardress.
WHAP !!!. It was if he had been strapped across his scrotum. He instictively
jumped about a foot into the air.
"Get back into position boy" snapped the doctor. The wardress walked slowly into
his line of vision holding her prod in her right hand and smiling .
"Where would you like the next jolt to be applied doctor?" she asked. "How about
here?" she said as the prod tip was used to lift the flaccid penis under the
soft exposed glans. Stewart flinched back moving his penis to safety.
"You have been told to hold position, " shouted the doctor. "Keep still...or
else!"
Against all his instincts Stewart braced, the tip was brought into contact and
after a five second pause the wardress pressed the small button on the handle
and Stewart leaped backwards as the pain was felt.
"I hope I make myself clear Stewart. From now on, how you are treated will be
for you to decide. Total respect and obedience to the staff and you will have no
problems. But the slightest hint of insolence, disobedience or lack of effort
and they will make your life hell. Get your clothes on and get out."
To be continued.
