The Prisoner Pt. 21

WEDNESDAY

"Are you ready?" Danielle asked Catherine as she checked her bag one final time in the hallway of their home. Catherine already had her main case zipped up and was fully packed for their trip abroad but was just checking she had her keys, money and other essentials in her carry on bag.

"After all, we don't want to miss our flight otherwise Martin will be so disappointed," Danielle teased her sister sarcastically.

"Yea. He's in for a big surprise," Catherine replied, smiling, but still looking down and rummaging through her bag.

"Do you think that revealing ourselves to him like this is a good idea?" Danielle asked, knowing that they had already debated this more than once over a glass of wine in the preceding days. "We could just keep him in there and have fun with him until we are satisfied & then let him go. He will never know it was us."

"But Danielle," Catherine chipped in, now looking up at her big sister, "The whole point is that he gets to knows it is US. I want him to know he is suffering because I want him to suffer. If he doesn't know it is us, then I won't feel as satisfied."

Danielle nodded, already knowing her sister would not have changed her mind on this issue. She has been enjoying this all too much and looking forward to this trip.

"It was fun at first," Catherine continued. "Him not knowing. Watching him squirm and wonder why this was happening and not know if he will ever get the answers to his questions. It was agony for him I bet. But now that he is slowly accepting his fate, we need to turn it up a level. Let him see that he is in there and is suffering day-to-day at our hands. Let that get into his head and force him to live with it as his slow, long, days go by. He will know Warden and the Officers may carry out his sentence, but that it is us pulling his strings."

"So we are definitely planning to leave him there a bit longer after our trip?" Danielle asked her sister.

"Yea. Probably. I mean, we'll see. I want to see how he reacts, for sure. We can make decisions based on that. We have enough money for that don't we?"

"Of course," Danielle replied. "I was just checking we were on the same page."

"Besides, if we eventually let him out, the rules of the prison will protect us," Catherine said confidently. "He will be told that if anything happens to us, then he goes straight back in, but this time as one of the "lifers." No payment needed by us. A prison guarantee because they are so confident of their success with the males. So I don't think he will try and get the law involved. He would have to prove it first too, of course. And from that point forward he would know that because he spoke at some point they will take him and he will wake up back there. This time for life!"

"Yea, you are probably right," Danielle said, agreeing with her sister. "But let's make sure when we are there he gets a good taste of what his life will be like should he cross us when his time comes to leave. Let's get any idea at revenge on us far, far out of his mind."

Catherine nodded in agreement, already thinking up ideas about what she wants to do to Martin and what she wants to have Martin do.

"OK, let's get moving," Danielle stated as Catherine picked up her bag and began wheeling her case. They both exited their home and Danielle locked the door behind them.

With suitcases in tow they looked to the general public like any couple of attractive girls seen heading off on their holidays abroad to have some sun, sea and fun. But in reality, they were going abroad for a very different reason and to have a very different type of fun.

Meanwhile, far, far, away,...

Martin sat in his cell, having woken up from a long sleep. He didn't know the time because there was no clock in his cell, of course. But by his estimate he was sure he had slept late. Maybe it was around 10am.

At first he felt comfortable to have been allowed to have some additional rest. The previous day with Anna had taken a lot out of him. But then he remembered that today he was to spend the time with Nikki. And from what he remembered about her from his unfortunate time being punished after his escape attempt, she was someone who he was not relishing spending time with.

Who was he kidding! He didn't want to spend time with any of them. They were all sadistic, in their own way. He recalled how Nikki liked to shave her men, turn them into her boys. He had already been cock shaved by Warden on his arrival here but some hair was thankfully growing back. Nikki, no doubt, will just shave it right back down again today. He knew Anna liked her men hairy. She took more pleasure from seeing big strong men at her feet than making them into her 'boys'. Janine on the other hand likes to Feminise her men. And Lucy was into pain. She got seriously turned on by inflicting it.

What is worse for Martin is that he knew he had a week to endure all this. One woman each day he was told he would belong to for her to do as she wished. He had already endured Warden and Anna and that was hard work. Anna loved the electrics, shocking a man in his most sensitive region. Power and control by the touch of a button. But Lucy was more hands on. She would whip the life out of men she was assigned to. Very little mercy. Martin figured he was probably lucky he got Warden as his main handler. Imagine if he had been assigned to Lucy!

Suddenly he heard footsteps approaching. He moved off his bed and got himself into a submissive position, down on his knees, on the floor, ready for Nikki. He figured he may as well try and make a positive impression. The footsteps stopped outside the door. His heart began to beat faster. He heard the door being unlocked and slowly it opened. Martin looked up and to his surprise it wasn't Officer Nikki. It was... a man. Clearly it was one of the inmates. He was naked, locked in chastity and had leg cuffs around his ankles with a chain between them, to make his walking more difficult. And, like Martin, was sporting the unmistakable ball shocker between his legs. He was trapped in this place just like Martin was.

"Erm. Hello," the man spoke. "I'm Lee. I have been told to come and get you and to bring you outside."

Lee held up some items of bondage.

"I'm afraid I must put these on you. Sorry."

Martin introduced himself but said no more. As much as he didn't like being touched by a naked man, and certainly not like being put in BDSM equipment by him, Martin knew they would both be punished if he resisted. And he would just end up wherever these women wanted him anyway. There was no escaping it. He had to submit. He knew the women sent this man on purpose to up the humiliation level.

Martin looked at Lee's chastity device and was thankful that Anna had not replaced his own device the night before. It feel so freeing to have his own cock not trapped away under lock and key. He felt bad for Lee.

Martin walked towards Lee who motioned for him to stop on an area in front of him. He stood still while Lee attached ankle cuffs and a chain between them similar to his own. He then felt a sudden shock as Lee reached up and attached a middle chain to the metal device locked around his balls. This was clearly designed to tug on his balls as he walked, focusing his mind. The man then went around back of him and pulled Martin's arms behind him and attached cuffs, locking his wrists together behind his back. Finally he returned to the front of Martin.

"So sorry about this," Lee said before attaching two nipple claps to Martin's exposed nipples.

"Ouch," Martin winced from the sudden tightness.

"They hurt more when they come off," Lee commented.

Martin stood there, thinking how this naked man has bound him like this. Both naked but with Martin now more restricted than Lee, he was led out of the room and along the corridor. It was difficult to walk due to the ankle chains and the tugging sensation on his balls by the further chain. But that was the whole point. Plus to keep the psychological feeling in effect on the males of being under complete control in this place.

His arms behind his back meant that he moved with a totally exposed front for anyone and everyone to see. No way to cover up. Cock bouncing as he moved along the corridor. His heart began to beat faster due to the anticipation of the unknown of where he was going and who he may run into along the route.

He was led along and outside into the open air. It felt cooler this morning, a slight chill on his bare skin. He wondered how many eyes could see him now, being led in bondage by a man, no less. He wanted this part of the journey to be over quickly. For once, he got his wish as he was led into a small blue coloured outbuilding. The door closed behind him and as the overhead lights flickered on, he found himself at the top of a small set of stairs. Down those stairs was a small corridor. He was led down and along and noted that on his left and right were what could only be described as cells. They were not as nice as his own room, if he could call that in any way nice. These were darker and no doubt colder to boot. He could see there was a small sink and toilet and mattress on the floor of each cell but not much else. The cells he was passing were empty until he was led further along and noticed some occupants. He was then stopped by Lee outside one of the cells.

"I was told to bring you down here and let you speak to the prisoners," Lee stated.

Lee then took a chain that was attached to the floor outside one of the cells and locked it to Martin's cock and balls ring. Martin, was still arms bound and his restrains were not released, nor were his leg cuffs removed or nipple claps. This chain was added to ensure he couldn't walk away from these cells.

Lee told Martin to 'get acquainted' with the men here. With that he exited the small building and closed the outer door.

"Err, hello," a voice came from behind him. Martin shuffled and turned himself around, trapped in this humbling position with his arms behind his back, now being viewed by other males.

"Hi. I... am Martin... erm... I have been asked to talk to you." Martin's front was on full display as the man looked him up and down. "How did you end up here?" Martin asked, at least not wanting to miss this opportunity to learn more about why men are brought here. He still didn't know why he himself was even here!

"David," the main replied pointing at himself.

The man was short, dark hair, fully naked of course and had a chain attached from the wall to his ankle and another to a neck collar. Even if the cell door were open, the chains ensured that he still couldn't escape.

"I got brought to this place because I was stupid enough to fool around with my wife's best friend and get caught."

Martin reacted with surprise that this was all it took to end up here.

But what was said next surprised him even more.

"She is in the other cell block... my wife's friend, that is."

"WHAT!?" Martin now exclaimed aloud without thinking, due to his surprise.

"There are women here? As prisoners?" Martin asked.

"Yea, only a few, not many. It is mostly men."

"I had no idea," Martin replied.

"My wife was so angry with me and her best friend that she wanted us both to feel the pain she felt. Told us that if we want to be together then she would happily arrange it. And so we have both been here ever since," David replied.

"Wow," Martin exclaimed, still surprised at the possibility of naked prisoner women in this place.

"It's worse for her though," Lee continued. "The guards parade her naked in front of the men sometimes, to toy with the men, get them sexually excited but also to make her feel like a cheap plaything. My wife chose that punishment specifically. Her friend betrayed her. And she wanted to humiliate her."

"How long have you been here?" Martin asked.

"I think.... yes.. judging by Christmas coming around, I would say 2 and a half years. My wife on a visit said she paid for at least 3 years for the both of us. I don't know if she was lying though. We were relatively well off so she had plenty of money to spare. I am hoping it really is just a few more months of this."

"Do you still see your wife's sister in this place?" Martin asked.

"Yea, many times. The guards like to make us have sex in front of them sometimes and poke fun about how this short act of sex together has led to so much continuing suffering for us both. It's so humiliating doing it in front of all those women, having sex on the floor with her, them judging me. But I have come to accept I did wrong."

"But you didn't deserve this, surely," Martin exclaimed. "And why are you down here, in these horrible cells? This is worse than being out there where I am kept."

"Oh these," David began. "These are the punishment cells. I mean... for those who do additional wrongs. They get to spend time here and then are very grateful to get back to their regular accommodations. Once they close that door over there and turn the light off, it is pitch black down here."

Martin looked around, confirming there were no windows.

"I have only been down here around two weeks. I got punished for not whipping my wife's friend hard enough. They make us punish each other and send videos to my wife. No doubt she enjoys watching them. Her revenge on us I guess. I rebelled a little against it and so I ended up chained down here, in the darkness. They do come and feed us twice a day though."

"This is truly awful," Martin said, wondering about his own situation. He knows he never cheated on anyone. He played around but never once had a steady girlfriend where cheating would be thing.

"The man behind you is Bill," David noted, pointing to a figure on the floor in the cell behind Martin. Bill was lying on the floor wearing a straightjacket. Martin turned around.

"Hello,... Bill," Martin said gingerly.

A strong, and clearly annoyed man replied.

"Yes."

"Why are you wearing that straightjacket?" Martin asked.

"Because those bitches want it that way!," he said firmly.

"You must forgive him Martin," David chipped in." He was only brought into the complex a few days ago and he hasn't adjusted well at all. There was some type of escape attempt a few days ago and in all the commotion Bill tried to make a break for it too, taking a guard hostage & going out through the woodland area. He almost escaped too but I heard a couple of the off duty guards were out for a walk in the woods together and heard him coming through with the guard he kidnapped. They managed to jump him by surprise and then all three women were able to subdue him, with a little help of some electric shocks! They brought him straight here and put him in that straight jacket and said he is staying in it until his attitude improves."

"My God!" Martin exclaimed, realising that the guy only tried to escape only because of the opportunity created because of his own escape attempt. Martin certainly didn't want to tell Bill that piece of information.

"It's real awkward, eating and using the bathroom like that," David noted. "But the guards don't care. Taking one of them hostage like that.. he will be lucky to be let out of this cell in a month!"

"No way!" Martin said, in shock, partly because he now realised he himself seemed to have gotten off easy for what he did to Warden. But then, she never did tell the other guards. It wasn't public knowledge amongst them. Maybe that was a slight embarrassment on her part that she wished avoided. Whatever the case, Martin knew he had been very, very lucky not to end up locked away down here.

David continued. "I think they will let him out of the jacket after a week. But probably keep him down here at least a month, or longer if his attitude doesn't change."

"Shut up man," Bill said angrily, hearing David's words. Bill now knew he had seriously underestimated where he was when he arrived & who he was dealing with. And now he was stuck like this for goodness knows how long.

Martin spoke to David and Bill for around the next 30 minutes. Like Martin, Bill didn't know why he was here. He was far too new a prisoner too. And was unlike David's situation where it was obvious given his mistress was here with him too and because his wife wanted him to know she was actively punishing them both from the start. They spoke about their backgrounds and their hope for getting out of this place someday, if they can prove that they are 'reformed' characters.

Martin then heard the door to this underground prison area being opened and watched as down the steps came Officer Nikki. Unmistakable with her long blond hair, she looked magnificent in her white blouse and black leather prison issue trousers, carrying a crop. She walked up close to where Martin was shackled.

"Right my boy. Enough talk," she said, smacking Martin's behind with the crop. Martin let out a short gasp from the sudden smack on his skin. She then turned her attention to the two other men.

"I do hope you enjoyed your little visitor. Because it's time to go back into the darkness for you two boys," she said with a smile on her face, watching for their reaction. She loved the power she had in this place.

Nikki unchained Martin by unhooking the chain attachment from his ball ring. Martin still had his arms bound and legs chained. His nipples hurt from the clamps as Nikki directed him towards the door. He struggled up the steps and out into the light. Nikki turned and bolted the door shut behind him. She then pressed a switch on the outside that plunged David and Bill into pure darkness.

Nikki and Martin then started walking across the path outside. It was still chilly on Martin's bare skin.

"Please officer Nikki," Martin started, "When will they be let out?"

"Do you want to join them? Keep talking!" came the reply.

Martin decided not to push the issue. He felt sorry for the two men, now trapped in the darkness.

Nikki led Martin back into the main building and along the corridor into one of the playrooms. Martin had not been in this one before. Nikki pushed him through the door to speed him up and Martin stumbled due to the leg chains. Nikki knew what she had planned and she was impatient because she also knew it wasn't going to be the full day with him she was promised.

While Martin was speaking to the two men, Nikki had been informed by Warden that his nominators were on their way here. So she was ordered to refrain from doing to Martin what she would normally do to males placed in her care. Nikki was used to giving orders, not taking them, but all the ladies must obey Warden's orders. It still frustrated Nikki though because she had been looking forward to this day.

"Stand in the middle of the room, back to the door" she commanded Martin.

"Arms up and out to your sides. Spread your legs. Spread them!"

Martin did as he was told and was soon being chained, each wrist to each far wall so that he was standing with his arms out wide. His legs were similarly chained to keep his legs spread apart.

Nikki then attached a chain from the bottom of his ball ring to the floor. This was unnecessary, given his other restraints, but she felt it just added an extra dimension. It was humbling, but also functional. She then added one more chain that stretched from the ceiling down to the top of his ball ring.

SMACK

She then smacked the bottom chain with her crop whip which immediately pulled down on Martin's balls.

"Ouch," he let out in reply.

SMACK! SMACK!

Nikki did it a couple more times, which led to bursts of dull pain instantly translated to Martin's balls. His nipples also hurt from the movement due to the nipple clamps.

"There! That ought to hold you. See you in a few hours," she said, as she turned to leave.

"PLEASE. NO! Please," Martin begged, straining to look back over his shoulder at Nikki who was behind him nearer the door. "I can't hold this position for hours."