Chapter 29.
Both Stewart and the other prisoner, Carstairs, were totally mystified as to why
they were required in Punishment room 4. They discussed several possible
reasons and found none of them pleasant. As they approached the building that
held the punishment room they ran into other prisoners who had been detailed for
the same duty. By the time they were assembled in a line outside the entrance
door their numbers had swollen to 12. 11 of which were female.
Following a wait of some minutes a senior wardress came out into the corridor
and ordered them inside. They were told to line up with their backs against the
far wall so that they faced the assembled group of wardresses. The two groups
were separated by some of the room's equipment and stands. In front of the
wardresses, who were seated in comfortable chairs that had been brought in for
the occasion, was a shortish, well-built woman of about 30 years. She was not
unattractive. She had long dark hair to her shoulders and wore a white shirt
tucked into a pair of trousers cut to resemble riding jodhpurs. Next to her was
a large table covered with what seemed to be disciplinary equipment.
All the wardresses were still in their uniforms but from their general air and
flushed faces it was obvious that they had been drinking heavily with their
evening meal. The senior wardress who was obviously in charge, moved forward to
make an announcement:
"For the benefit of the prisoners who have just arrived, Miss Finch here is from
the sales department of one of the firms that produce disciplinary equipment to
Centres such as this. She is here tonight to show the staff the latest
developments in her firm's products. On the offchance that she needs a
demonstration subject I have ordered that your group be present. You may take a
seat."
As one, the twelve sank down and perched themselves on a long low bench that ran
the length of the wall. As it was only a foot or so off the ground this caused
some discomfort and left their knees higher than their backsides. Stewart
noticed that the young male trainee warder Billington was in the group of staff.
He was taking the in the view, as the females tried to find a comfortable yet
modest position that did not display their panties to him.
Miss Finch started her lecture:
"The first items I would like to deal with are those of the uniforms. We have
heard from several ladies of the difficulties in complying with the rules that
formal punishments should be inflicted with the wardress's breasts displayed. We
would all agree as to the benefit of the prisoner being fully aware of the
essential femininity of the discipline but at the same time accept that the
larger breasted wardresses may suffer some discomfort during a well applied
thrashing. This brassiere may provide a solution in that it will support the
breasts but leave most of breast exposed."
She opened a package and produced a large white brassiere with heavy supporting
straps but with small quarter sized cups. She proceeded to turn the bra inside
out to reveal plastic supports sewn into the undercups. The item was passed from
person to person with Billington accepting it for examination with a blush.
In response to several questions about the degree of support it provided, Miss
Finch
Said that he had several sizes and would one of the wardresses care to assess
the garment for herself? A tall blonde haired senior wardress stepped forward
and, selecting her size, calmly slipped off her uniform shirt and tie. At Miss
Finch's suggestion she walked over to one of the whipping stools where a
headless dummy made out of padding and a covered in a sturdy material had been
strapped down. This was clearly a much-used training device and great lengths
had been taken to ensure an anatomically correct shape, especially round the
hindquarters. Incongruously a bra and panties adorned the training aid.
Having selected a cane from the rack she laid on half a dozen vicious strokes
across the panty clad buttocks to assess the support offered by her regulation
bra. She then casually removed it so that her large firm breasts were naked.
Again she thrashed the inanimate dummy and not surprisingly, the large breasts
could be seen to swing and judder in response.
Having donned the new bra she thoughtfully shook her shoulders and swung her
torso around a little to assess the support. Both breasts were certainly lifted
high on her chest and made her exposed nipples, to Stewart, look even more
provocative. Finally she grasped the cane and delivered a further six slashes
across the padded dummy. Seemingly pleased with the support she experimentally
cupped her breasts in her hands and shook them slightly and said that if Miss
Finch had no objections she would wear the garment for a while to assess the fit
and comfort before placing an order. She then, unselfconsciously, resumed her
seat amongst the staff.
Miss Finch then produced two small stainless steel devices.
"Whilst on the subject of breasts, we have just had these nipple clamps approved
for general use. You will see that they have roughened surfaces on the inside of
the grippers, are large enough to cover even the largest teat and, although
weighing little in themselves, have attachment points to take the set of weights
that we include with the package. May we have a volunteer please from the
prisoners?"
The senior wardress said that they had the ideal candidate in Carstairs,
explaining that she used to be an underwear model. On the orders of the
wardress, the hapless girl marched forward, stripped to the waist and assumed
the present position in front of both staff and prisoners. Stewart had seen her
breasts before but, even so he was immediately taken by their size and yet firm
pertness. The nipples and swollen aureole were a soft vulnerable pink as they
waited for the ministrations of the saleslady. She was taller than the saleslady
and stood with her head well back and her long ponytail rustling against her
shoulder blades as she waited.
Miss Finch continued:
"Previous products of this type have suffered from either having too fierce a
grip for sustained use, or too gentle a grip leading to sliding off when the
girl gets sweaty or exercises. I think that I will be able to demonstrate that
these grip and stay in position. The strength of the grip can be adjusted to
match the thickness of the nipple at the discretion of the wardress." At this, a
little snigger of amusement ran round the staff members.
The devices were adjusted and then Miss Finch grasped the girl's left breast by
the underside. She squeezed the breast to force the nipple forward and applied
the clamp. Carstairs responded with an audible gasp. Soon, the other nipple was
clamped and, with a glance at the clock, she was told to stand on display at the
back of the display area. She took up her position. Stipped naked to the waist
dressed in just her short skirt and stockings, she spread in the present
position. Her elbows were well back and her face already showed the strain
caused by the shiny metal clamps on her sensitive breasts. Her eyes were screwed
up and her teeth bared as she waited desperately for the release. And waited....
Moving on, Miss Finch produced what appeared to be a cotton strap.
" Here ladies is the latest version of the modesty strap. I don't have to remind
you that the female prisoners have to wear one of these to ensure their decency
during punishments with members of the public present. The present strap has
long been felt to be more in the form of a pair of panties rather that the
absolute minimum that it should be. We have therefore produced this strap and
have just received approval for its use. You will see that the waist strap is
virtually only a thin cord and the crotch strap that it holds in place is very
much reduced in size. It is now one inch at the front reducing again to a
quarter of an inch as it passes over the perineum. We have also stiffened the
material to ensure that it doesn't simply slide up into the vulva. Additionally,
we have located these probes that will penetrate the anus and the vaginal
opening to keep the strap in the correct position during movement.
Unfortunately, I hear that the stiffening and the locators have made the garment
rather uncomfortable to wear for any length of time...but one can't have a
article of prison clothing regarded as a fashion statement by the prisoners!"
This remark was greeted with another titter of giggling by the staff as the
senior wardress called a thirty-year old dark haired prisoner to the front. She
was slightly plump with her hair in a bun. She wore round metal-framed glasses
that gave the impression of having been a librarian or held some other dull
position prior to her imprisonment.
"Congratulations girl, you can be our model for the evening. Strip completely".
Nervously and clearly embarrassed, the woman removed her tie, shirt and skirt.
Next she unhitched the suspender belt and removed her stockings from her heavy
legs. After a final pleading look at the audience she removed her bra and
panties and stood, naked at the present. Her underarm hair was short and stubbly
but the hair around her crotch was thicker helping to provide some degree of
concealment. She had small drooping breasts and looked thoroughly out of
condition.
Miss Finch handed her the garment and as the woman pulled it up to her crotch,
knelt down so that she could assist the three-inch long and quarter an inch wide
plastic probes to engage, first into the anus and then the vulva. Finally the
girl stood, awaiting her next order.
Miss Finch started the demonstration by having her run on the spot with legs
raised to almost waist height. Following a few minutes of this, the prisoner was
ordered to climb onto a steel topped table and then squat down. This position
forced her crotch to be fully displayed. Her labia were slightly parted and
nestled either side of the stiff strip of the new strap. To say that the garment
offered any privacy or modesty to the girl was absurd. Even though her clitoris
was covered, the pink inner lips were clearly visible either side and lower
down, the puckered rim of her anus was clearly visible with only the actual
opening covered.
The girl was left in position whilst several of the staff casually wandered
around her assessing the item of uniform clothing. More than one tugged and
pulled so that it's ability to remain centrally fixed in her crotch could be
judged. During this time Miss Finch removed two small weights from the nipple
clamp package and, standing in front of the prisoner modelling the clamps,
fastened them both to the clamp rings releasing them suddenly so that the
nipples took the full weight.
"As you can see, I have now attached 4 ounce weights to the clamps." Remarked
the saleslady." From the look on Carstairs face these seem to have greatly
increased to effect on her nipples. Even though the discomfort is causing her to
sweat somewhat, the grip of the nipples is still firm. The other weights will be
added in a few minutes but right now I would like to draw your attention to this
device that is designed for male inspections."
She produced what looked like large steel barbecue tongs.
"I'm sure that I don't have to emphasise the generally disgusting duties that
your counterparts in male correctional facilities have to tolerate when it comes
to inspecting their male prisoners. I appreciate that you only have one of them
here, but this little device may be very useful in ensuring that he is fully
inspected with the least amount of contact. Stewart...strip completely and come
over here."
Stewart stripped and left his clothes and trainers on the bench with the seated
prisoners. He marched to a position in front of Miss Finch and snapped to the
present position. Nervously eyeing the cruel looking device in her right hand.
" You will see that the handles that I grip with are rubber coated so that even
in damp conditions the wardress is able to maintain a firm hold. At the prisoner
end of the grip the steel prongs have been specially roughened to ensure a firm
grip is achieved, again, even in wet conditions. Would one of you like to try
this out?"
A tall attractive senior wardress that Stewart had not seen before stood up and
moved into position at his side. She was in her late twenties with long blonde
hair. The starched formality of her shirt could not entirely cover up the
pronounced outline of her breasts as she gripped the prongs with her right hand.
Stewart had a few seconds to notice her well-manicured fingernails and their
bright red varnish that seemed at odds with someone who was clearly dedicated to
disciplinary rather than feminine pursuits.
Under the guidance of Miss Finch she gripped his covered glans firmly between
the jaws. Stewart concentrated as best he could on remaining flaccid but already
his penis was reacting to the metallic grip. With a sudden flick of her wrist
she slid the jaws towards his body, jerking his foreskin clear of the head.
Releasing the grip then re-applying it to the retracted skin, she forced the
foreskin fully back from the glans. A cold draught blew gently across his
exposed knob as it was twisted in all directions to be examined under the rim.
Again, under Miss Finch's instructions the now erect penis was released and the
tongs moved to underneath his scrotal sac.
" The device is a little too insensitive to carry out a full scrotal
examination.," intoned Miss Finch, "But it can certainly be used to carry out a
cursory inspection for, say, cleanliness...and let's face it ladies...when you
have a whole group of these prisoners to inspect anything that reduces the level
of disgust for you must be worth having".
The serrated tip of the tongs gripped a loose fold of scrotal flesh and
stretched it well to one side. Stewart fought the instinctive reaction to ease
the grip by moving his hips towards the tongs, instead he braced against the
pain. Suddenly, the wardress shook her hand. The movement was magnified and
transmitted through the tongs to the streched scrotum so that the testes were
uncomfortably shaken.
Miss Finch took the appliance back and brusquely showed the ladies how the grip
could be applied from the front. With the tips gripping behind the glans to act
as an effective device to pull, she lead Stewart round her in a circle.
Three of the wardresses came forward to try the tongs. Each spent a couple of
minutes trying various grips on Stewart's genitalia, the penis of which was now
fully erect.All their attempts to grip him were succesful and rather painful.
Eventually they were satisfied and he was dismissed to resume his place with the
female prisoners. The female displaying the modesty belt was ordered to change
position so that she was on all fours, knees spread and head well down with her
back to the audience. Carstairs was called forward to stand close to the
wardresses.
Miss Finch selected two more weights from the box, clipped them to the nipple
clamps and released them suddenly so that their full weight pulled the swollen
nipples well down on her chest.
"The prisoner now has 12 ounces attached to each clamp," commented Miss Finch,
"you will note, ladies, that even though this distends the nipples considerably,
the grip is still maintained. I always regard this type of discipline as a form
of female "dressage" and provides excellent training in obedience and
withstanding discomfort. I would normally recommend that the clamps be applied
for 20 minutes followed by 10 minutes respite to restore the circulation and
then a further 20 minutes until a total of two hours have elapsed. Each release
does of course result in some discomfort as the circulation returns and the
nipple will be even more sensitive to the following clamping. I understand that
after even an hour the female becomes amazingly obedient. I have seen Centres
where this punishment is invariably combined with horse time which can be
extremely effective. Needless to say the addition of the weights can add
considerably to the overall discomfort level.
Discomfort, thought Stewart, was not the word he would use. Carstairs upper body
was covered in a sheen of sweat and she trembled slightly as she struggled to
withstand the pain. Her eyes were wide and her lips clenched so that she had to
breathe through her flared nostrils. Her head was well back so that the
pony-tail trailed low on her damp back. He pondered how much longer she would be
made to endure the pain and humiliation. As if in response to his thoughts Miss
Finch removed the weights and unclipped the clamps with a curt order for
Carstairs to remain at the present.
" As we all know, this period of time when the blood flow returns to the
compressed nipples can be most efficacious in assessing the girls obedience in
remaining in position and not trying to rub the areas. You may return to your
seat girl but do not even think of touching your breasts unless you wish to try
the two hour session with these little devices".
Carstairs returned shakily to the bench and sat between Stewart and one of the
females. Stewart could feel the shaking and smell the sweat of the girl as she
tried desperately to absorb the pain of the returning circulation. He sneaked a
sideways glance and could see the cruel imprint of the clamps on the reddened
and sore aerolae. They seemed to be visibly throbbing.
The next item for demonstration was a specially constructed caning device. It
had a leather grip for a handle into which was set a flange that held three long
thin plastic rods parallel to each other and half an inch apart. The rods were
30 inches long and a quarter of an inch thick with rounded ends.
" The effectiveness of the cane in instilling discipline in prisoners is obvious
to everyone in this service," Miss Finch lectured," However, given the strict
rules on not causing any damage can reduce the severity with which the cane is
applied to some prisoners. Trials and experiments with this instrument, which we
have named the "Tri-cane", have shown that it can be laid on with enthusiasm,
causes a suitable level of discomfort and yet even bruising is minimised. I will
demonstrate...you girl..come here."
A tall prisoner with long dark hair stepped nervously forward. She was led
across to one of the whipping horses and told to mount it. Her parted knees
rested on padded supports and her body was then bent over a bolster. Quickly,
her wrists were secured and her lower legs strapped to the knee supports. Her
short skirt was raised and her white regulation panties pulled down to be
stretched between her splayed thighs. Once again the position of the girl
displayed her most intimate parts especially as she was completely shaved.
Remarkably her flesh was clear and unmarked and she had obviously escaped any
recent punishment to that area.
Without any warning Miss Finch suddenly raised the tri-cane and brought it
whistling down across the girls buttocks. Three thin white lines were drawn that
rapidly changed to red. The girl bucked her head and gasped. The cane was then
offered, handle first towards the assembled wardresses.
A short overweight young woman stepped forward slipping off her uniform jacket.
Her ungainly breasts thrust against the front of her shirt pulling the opening
against the buttons. Without a word she raised the rods and then brought them
down with all her force across the tops of the girl's thighs.
As the wretched girl bucked and sobbed, the staff came forward to examine the
results. The strokes had certainly hurt but the combination of the lightweight
rods and the dispersal of the energy over a larger area of cane had resulted in
only very light weals.
This was clearly a useful item and in their sinking hearts, the prisoners
realised that they would be seeing, and indeed feeling, more of this implement
in the future.
This last display more or less concluded the demonstration. The senior wardress
thanked Miss Finch for her efforts and promised to place an order as soon as
possible. She then suggested that as she was spending a night at the Centre, she
avail herself of a prisoner servant and invited her to make a choice. The
prisoners were ordered to stand at attention and Miss Finch moved slowly down
the line looking them up and down. Each relaxed slightly as she moved past them
in the belief that they would now be safe.
She reached the end and then turned and pointed to Carstairs, still naked to the
waist.
"I will have that one if I may," she said with a smile.
Carstairs was told to dress. As she pulled the tight bra over her reddened
breasts she gasped with pain. Finally she stood at attention and ready. She was
appreciably taller than her new "owner" and certainly older. Her face was a
picture of abject resignation.
"Report to the Guest quarters now girl and await Miss Finch's arrival." Odered
the senior wardress.
As Carstairs left Miss Finch abruptly called her back. Pointing to the nipple
clamps and weights she said:
"Don't forget my toys girl, I still have some field trials to carry out before I
leave in the morning!"
To be continued.
