PUNISHMENT CAMP, Part 12
Surprisingly, she had watched the show although she could not hear anything but
muffled words and laughter. Sometimes music but not much. She had remembered the
sergeant's words and realized she had kept up her end of the bargain. She had
only promised Eloise that she could view the talent show and, if she lifted her
head and looked beyond her pussy, she could see the talent show.
For reasons unknown to the nude girl, she had done her best to pull herself up
and see the stage in the distance over her spread and disgusting pussy. She
could not imagine a more degrading or obscene position for a girl to be put in.
Her only view was of her pussy.
But, in a bizarre fashion, once you got past the stringent bondage and the
bitter cold in which she was left, she enjoyed watching the other girls prancing
up on stage. It was more mental and visual stimulation than she normally had
after a day's work and she was going to take advantage of it.
Finally the show was over and the other prisoners filed out of the room. Many
gasped when they saw her but kept on walking. She thought that it was odd, not
knowing that they had been warned that there were dire consequences if any of
them were ever caught interacting with her, even eye contact.
She figured that she would be let down and taken to the toilet. But no one came
for her. She just hung there for what seemed like hours. She wondered if she
were being left here to die.
She was bitterly cold, the chill and her inability to move combined to cause a
tingling in her extremities that scared her. That plus the awful way she was
hung. She cried some more, prayed for a quick and quiet end and waited.
Finally, after hanging there for the two-hour show plus two more hours, Corporal
Jenks came to let her down.
"HOPE YOU ENJOYED THE SHOW PRIVATE. THAT'S PROBABLY THE LAST TIME WE'LL EVER BE
NICE TO YOU!" She needed help holding the nude girl up as Eloise could not
support herself.
For her punishment at being unable to walk, she was not allowed toilet
privileges. Instead she was taken right from the pole to her bed where she was
chained and tied tightly.
There were rarely words spoken during this process. Just the business of tying
the nude girl to the bed and then they were off.
It was that night when Eloise concocted her plans to escape. She knew the wiring
of the fence better than anyone after her work on it in the fall. She figured
that if she could just survive until spring, she could make her move. But a long
winter laid ahead, something she knew all too well. But she also knew she could
survive it...had already done it once. Once the thaw hit, she would get away
from these animals and get back to being human again.
She had hoped for a visit from Corporal Hayes that night...had needed it
desperately after the day and night she had. But alas, there was none. She did
not sleep this night, despite her exhaustion. She yearned for the masseuse's
touch, on her aching muscles and inside of her. Instead, she had a fitful,
restless night.
She was already awake when the guard came to awaken her. She was released and
taken to the middle of the compound. Her body never got used to being out in the
cold, blustery mornings, especially at such an early hour.
Standing in the center of the compound was Sergeant Patterson with a naked
woman, who was shivering and seemed frightened beyond comprehension. Eloise
gasped when she saw the face of the nude woman...it was Corporal Hayes.
"ATTENTION PRIVATE," the guard yelled in her face. Despite her confusion, she
instinctively stood with her breasts out, arms at her sides and feet
shoulder-width apart.
"Well, Private Brown, I see you remember your nighttime friend," Sgt. Patterson
said, referring to Corp. Hayes. "Since she seems to like you so much, we thought
she could help you with a task today. Sounds fair right Private?"
Eloise weighed the answer. She wanted to beg for her friend's life...after all
Corporal Hayes was the only person who had shown her one ounce of compassion in
almost two years in this hellhole.
Her army training kicked in. "Permission to speak Sergeant," she said.
WHAM! Sgt. Patterson brought her steel tipped boot up straight into the nude
girl's exposed pussy. The shock and the pain combined to bring the hardened and
strong prisoner to her knees.
"No Private, you may not have permission to speak. You forget your place
Private. This is my camp. Not Corporal Hayes. I am not punishing her for being
nice to you. On the contrary, I appreciate that aspect of her mission here and I
encouraged it. However, going above my head to the Major was completely uncalled
for. That is why Corporal Hayes is joining you today."
With that the warden turned on her heels and walked back to her office, leaving
the two nude women, a prisoner and a caregiver, with three guards heavily
clothed against the winter elements.
"COME TO ATTENTION YOU LAZY PACK OF SHIT," the guard yelled in Eloise's face.
Somehow the prisoner managed to gain the energy to get to her feet and stand at
attention, despite the awful pain still in her crotch.
"ALRIGHT CUNT FACES, YOU HAVE A JOB TO DO. THERE WILL BE NO TALKING TO ONE
ANOTHER AS YOU WORK. I EXPECT A 15-FOOT HOLE TO BE DUG RIGHT HERE NEXT TO THE
LATRINE. IT SHOULD BE ROUGHLY A PERSON WIDE. IS THAT UNDERSTOOD ASSWIPES?"
"Yes Maam," both nudes replied.
"HERE ARE THE SHOVELS. GET DIGGING. I EXPECT IT DUG BY LUNCH TIME."
The two women scampered to pick up the shovels. Eloise gave an apologetic look
to Corporal Hayes who tried to smile despite her fears. The two worked in
silence for two hours in the extreme cold. Eloise was much more hardened to the
elements, but she was feeling the pain of the wind. She could only imagine how
Corporal Hayes must feel.
The corporal was out of her mind in agony. She had no idea how Eloise managed to
do this day in and day out. Just under two hours into the back breaking work,
she was exhausted and her feet and hands felt raw. The slightest touch caused
shooting pain through her entire body.
They had fallen into a rhythm. Using the soles of her bare feet, Eloise broke
the surface of the ground. Then Linda would dig at the dirt beneath, trying to
get chunks out. It was hard work and steam was coming from both bodies as their
heat mingled with the frigid cold.
"ALRIGHT COCK SUCKERS, BREAK TIME. PRIVATE BROWN, PLEASE SHOW YOUR FRIEND WHERE
THE BREAKS HAPPEN. YOU MAY TALK DURING THE BREAK...MERRY FUCKING CHRISTMAS!"
So it was Christmas, Eloise thought. She had always loved this day, had bought
presents for all of her friends. This was her second Christmas away from all of
that, and she would probably be missing a lot more.
The naked prisoner led the newly nude guard over towards the warm air vent.
Although she did not know it, it was roughly 6 a.m. For Linda, what a difference
five hours meant.
At 1 a.m., she had left the staff Christmas party with the intention of bringing
some holiday cheer to Eloise. It had become her mission to brighten the
prisoner's life and she thought Christmas would be a good time to head over. She
was about to enter the barricks building, the one that housed Eloise alone, when
she had been grabbed by two guards and taken to Sgt. Patterson. There she had
been informed of her crimes. For going outside the chain of command, Linda had
been sentenced to one day of hard labor and since she was fighting for Eloise,
she should be made to work with the nude prisoner.
That all sounded terrible but she thought she could handle it. She would bundle
up in the staff parka and thermal clothing and work for a few hours. It sucked
that it was Christmas but she was an army girl and could handle it.
"Since you will be working with Private Brown, there will be an addendum to your
uniform. Please remove your clothes and leave them here with me."
The woman gasped. "Sergeant, you can't be serious! Excuse me maam, but this is
way out of the ordinary."
The warden came around her desk and, standing nearly a foot taller than Hayes,
towered over her. "Don't you think that we are allowed to deal with out of the
ordinary here Corporal? After all, we do have a nude prisoner who is sentenced
to 18 hours of hard labor a day and is allowed no freedom. Therefore, I feel
well within my bounds as the leader of this unit to set my punishments as I
desire. Do we have an understanding corporal?"
"Yes maam," Hayes said meekly.
"Now, strip your clothes and we will take you to a cell block where you can
spend the night. You should spend some time in Private Brown's shoes since you
are so interested in her."
The woman did not know what to do. She went down on one knee and undid her boots
first and removed them. She then pulled off her socks and stood barefoot on the
cold floor. Patterson saw her wince at the cold on her feet and smiled. If she
thinks this is cold, wait until she finds out what Brown deals with every day.
Linda began undoing her uniform pants and pulled them down. Patterson was
intrigued to see the regulation underpants covering her most private area. Hayes
began unbuttoning her blouse, her hands shaking as she went down. Finally the
buttons were through and she pulled her blouse off, revealing a very
conservative regulation cotton bra.
Standing there in just her bra and panties, the petite woman felt overwhelmed.
Both guards were nearly six foot and the sergeant was 6-2. Linda was barely over
5-2 and was a nurse in the army. She had been assigned here to keep her out of
combat.
"Not naked yet Corporal Hayes," Patterson said. "I could make it two days."
Without hesitation, Linda reached behind her and unclasped her bra, letting it
fall off her arms to reveal her small tits, barely bumps on her chest. She then
pulled down her panties to reveal her plump and prominent mound with tufts of
red hair above it.
Patterson saw her beauty and was instantly in love. This was the kind of woman
that turned her on. She had never been a lesbian but five years in charge of
this camp with only women changes your mind.
"Good. Now, guards, take Corporal Hayes to cellblock A. Put her in general
population. You will be sent for when your labors are to start."
General population? She started to panic but was easily handled by the bigger
guards and led off into the cold, dark night. She had spent an uneasy three
hours in Cellblock A...no one had touched her but several made overtures. She
was semi-relieved when the guards summoned her for work detail.
Back to the present, she huddled next to the warm air vent with Eloise.
"Corporal Hayes, I am so sorry you are in this mess. You have been nothing but
good to me and deserve better than this."
"It's okay Private, I made a mistake. I was trying to appeal to the officer over
Sergeant Patterson for some leniency for you. Obviously that was a bad plan
because he went right to Patterson and told her. Fuck, it's freezing out here.
How do you stand it?"
"I don't really...I have no choice so I survive. Here, stand closer to the vent,
I'm more used to the cold."
The prisoner stepped out of the way so that Hayes could slide her entire front
past the vent.
After all of that time praying for someone to talk to, now Eloise could not
think of anything to talk about. It had been nearly two years since her last
real conversation and she was out of practice.
"What was your life like before you were sent here," Hayes asked her.
How to answer that question, she wondered. "Well, I had a pretty bad childhood.
Parents were into booze and drugs. I was raised by a neighbor but never really
had a family. Until the army, that is."
"ALRIGHT CUNTS, ENOUGH TALK AROUND THE CHRISTMAS TREE. MOVE OUT AND CONTINUE
DIGGING."
Linda groaned but moved away from the warm air. The sting of the cold air was
worse somehow after being teased by the warm. She grabbed the shovel and dug
next to Eloise, the two of the them getting into an easy rhythm, much like they
were those overnights in Eloise's cell.
"ALRIGHT CUNTS, BREAK TIME." The two hours had passed quickly, even for Linda,
who hated being so exposed but didn't mind working. The cold kind of wore off
once you got into something.
The hole came up past her shoulders at this point, roughly four hours into the
project. Eloise was like a work horse, constantly moving. The past two years had
trained her that way.
The two nudes gathered at the heat vent. Some of the other prisoners had come
out to the yard to see what was happening...the word had spread that one of the
camp employees was working naked and everyone had come to gawk. Linda tried to
hide and her blush was readily apparent.
"Don't worry, they won't hurt you. It just feels like they will."
Linda looked at Eloise. She had assumed that this woman was a wild child. She
was tall and strong, not very feminine or lady like. But she had an inherent
sweetness about her that was mistakenly girlish.
"How do you do it Private Brown?"
"Please, call me Eloise. Or Ellie. My friends call me Ellie, at least they did
when I had friends."
"Okay Ellie, I'm Linda. Or Lynne. My sisters all call me Lynne. So, how do you
do it?"
"What choice do I have? I suffer through it, try to survive, then I go to my
cell and cry. Six hours later, it starts all over again. It's the perfect
definition of hell."
The girl had hit it right on the head. Like that Greek mythological figure that
had to push the boulder up the mountain, just to have it roll back over him when
he got to the top...or the man who was staked to the mountain and had his
insides eaten by birds only to have everything reborn overnight and it all
started again. Just when Eloise got through one trial, six hours later it
started again.
"COME ON NOW MOTHER FUCKERS! GET DIGGING."
The two reluctantly moved away from the heat vent. It went like this for the
rest of the day. Linda was forced to eat her meal like Eloise did...scraps and
crap left over from breakfast and that awful concoction to drink while on your
hands and knees in the yard. Eloise warned Linda that it tasted awful but the
woman was so thirsty she did not listen. She instantly threw it up but Eloise
cleaned it up to avoid her friend being punished.
Finally the day was nearly done. The sky had turned black hours ago yet the two
continued digging. They would put the dirt in a bucket and then Eloise would
carry it up the ladder. They were more than twice the size of Eloise into the
ground and it was cold.
"OK CUNTS, TIME TO FINISH UP. CORPORAL HAYES, COME ON UP PLEASE!"
The woman climbed the ladder and saw a huge pile of dirt at the top.
"CORPORAL, SERGEANT PATTERSON SAYS THAT YOU MUST DISPOSE OF THIS PILE ALONG THE
PERIMETER OF THE CAMP SO THAT IT IS COMPLETELY DISPERSED. YOUR PUNISHMENT WILL
END WHEN IT IS DONE. YOU ARE GIVEN THE CHOICE OF FINISHING IT NOW OR TOMORROW
MAAM, WHAT DO YOU CHOOSE."
"Maam, I would like to finish it in the morning maam."
"VERY GOOD CORPORAL. YOU WILL SPEND THE NIGHT IN CELLBLOCK A AS YOU ARE AND JOIN
PRIVATE BROWN OUT HERE AT 0400. GUARDS, PLEASE ESCORT CORPORAL HAYES TO HER NEW
BUNK."
The woman desperately wanted to give her friend a goodbye hug but instead she
was led away to spend the night with the prisoners. She yearned for her nice
warm pajamas in her comfy bed. But one more night is all she had to suffer
though, unlike Ellie who had two and a half more years.
Corporal Jenks turned her attention to the hole.
"NOW PRIVATE BROWN. CAN YOU LAY DOWN COMFORTABLY IN THAT HOLE?"
"No maam," came the barely audible answer. She was 15 feet underground in a
narrow hole.
"Well, that's a shame private, because that is your new home. Good night
Private."
"NOOO!" came her screams but a heavy wooden door was placed over the mouth of
the hole. Then a weighted metal anvil was placed on top of that, in case the
woman managed to climb the hole.
Jenks had exaggerated a little bit. This was going to be her home once in a
while, sort of like a vacation spot. Not that she was going to be vacationing
any time soon.
