Note from the author
After some feedback from another story, I think it best to point something out right away. This is attempting to be an actual story, with some background, build-up, and a bit of character development. That means it starts slowly before it gets to "the action". If you'd prefer to jump closer to the action, you can start with Chapter Three. You won't have all of the context, but should still glean enough information to make the rest of the story coherent.
Chapter One - The Proposal
"Hello sir. Thank you for taking the time to meet with me," Sonya greeted her manager, Simon, warmly. She'd worked with him for years, and they had long established a good rapport. She was excited to present her proposal to him, after having worked on it with her team for the better part of a year.
"Not at all, Sonya. Please," he motioned to the chair at the head of the otherwise empty conference table, "have a seat." Simon was looking forward to her proposal which had been so long in the making, and so secretive up to this point. He had a good feeling about it though, as he'd noticed Sonya had been working on it with impressive dedication. Since she'd been working on this project, she seemed to put in a ridiculous number of hours and have a near boundless amount of energy and enthusiasm. He wasn't sure how she managed it, but he thought it may bode well for her results.
Sonya took a seat, and brought a PowerPoint up on the big screen using her laptop. It was titled, rather unimpressively, "Punitive Justice Reform 1032". The decidedly unsexy title did nothing to dampen her enthusiasm.
"Ok, sir. So, I'd like to begin my proposal by pointing out the problems we're trying to solve. I'm aware you probably already know most, if not all, of these figures, but please bear with me," Sonya started the slide presentation.
The first handful of slides showed a number of figures, many which would be startling to the average citizen. The number of people currently incarcerated and the amount of money spent by the government per inmate on housing, food, guards, facility upkeep, etc. Further slides showed the length of time the average inmate stayed incarcerated, and the frequency of repeat offenders and returns to prison. The last of the intro slides showed some less easily quantified statistics: the impact on families of their family members being behind bars, the impact on society as a whole that these people were no longer working and being productive members of society. It was an impressive array of information that was meant to demonstrate the enormous problem that loomed over the government and society at large.
"Yes, yes. As you said, I know these figures. I trust you'll be getting to the point soon?" Simon prompted, his interest piqued but also feeling his patience thinning as the slides continued.
"Yes, sorry sir. This presentation is designed so that we can show it to others who are less informed than yourself as well. So yes, let me continue. We believe that we have found an answer to these problems. We have a solution that will drastically decrease amounts spent on offenders, to the point of no money spent on food or housing, and far less spent on facilities and manpower. Even potentially eliminating such costs over time," Sonya paused a moment to let that sink in.
Simon raised an eyebrow. It was certainly an ambitious claim, but he felt extremely doubtful that any such solution could exist.
Sonya continued, "It also eliminates time incarcerated entirely, and allows offenders be productive members of society, with jobs and personal lives. As such it also repairs damage to families that have had their loved ones taken away. At the same time, it still keeps them in check, preventing them from causing further harm to society, and indeed prompts them to contribute to it. It is designed to highly motivate them to be as upstanding of citizens as possible. We anticipate the number of repeat offenders would drop to nearly zero. And to those who would argue against us being too lax and not punishing such offenders enough, this solution ensures that they are thoroughly punished and made regretful for their crimes."
Simon sighed. He liked Sonya, and he wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt. But these claims were outlandish. "These are very grand claims, Sonya, but I'm not convinced anything could achieve all of this. What are you proposing?"
Sonya nodded, "I realize it's hard to believe. As you know, we are by law restricted from causing any physical harm or applying actual torture or corporal punishment to offenders. What we've come up with manages to sidestep all of that. We're calling it the Desire Program."
The slide changed again, showing "The Desire Program - Ensuring the safe and productive return of inmates to society by instilling true desire for, among other things, being good citizens and making amends for their crimes."
Sonya then explained how the Program works. Offenders are fitted with a tiny device. She reached into her pocket, and showed Simon an example of a male device, "This fits on the male, right under the scrotum. There are two bands, one going up over the scrotum and one around the base of the penis. Highly advanced sensors in the device are able to detect arousal levels and imminency of orgasm. In the case of an imminent orgasm, the bands are contracted, pulling the scrotum down and putting extreme pressure around the base of the penis. This part of the device," she continued, pointing towards the bottom, "administers a small shock to the scrotum. These different measures, used together, effectively prevent any orgasm from taking place. It also discourages the subject from attempting them. The level of shock and the tightness of the bands is configurable depending on the situation. Lastly, it also contains a vibrator for providing stimulation to the scrotum and penis, in order to maintain arousal. We have a similar device for females... well quite different in form of course, but with similar results."
Simon interjected, "This is very interesting, Sonya, but I don't see how this has anything to do with the issues you presented. Surely you haven't spent nearly a year coming up with some strange... sex toy? Does this even have anything to do with justice reform?"
Sonya seemed to expect Simon's doubts, "Yes sir, I'm getting to that. The proposal is this. We offer an experimental program to whichever inmates we choose, young enough to be sexually active and physically able enough to be productive members of society. It's also preferrable that they have committed partners, which can help offset some of the cost and responsibility. If they accept the program, they are fitted with this device, given instructions, and sent on their way. They report to our facility three times a week for monitoring and treatment, the specifics of which will change depending on the case and where they are at in their rehabilitation. But essentially the idea is we keep them in a constant state of arousal, with no means by which to satisfy it. Their only hope of sexual release comes from their visits throughout the week and/or their handler. Release is, by design, kept quite rare to maintain their levels of desire. When (and whether) any release is given is decided, among other factors, based on their time since last release, their crimes to be punished, and their actions now that they are out in society," Sonya paused a moment, seeming suddenly distracted by something. Her face flushed, and she looked as if she was steeling herself against something.
After a few moments, she continued, "Uh... so. From our research, there are few motivators as powerful as sexual desire, especially when it is multiplied much higher than the average person ever experiences. This achieves a nearly irresistible drive for them to please us, and as such to be good citizens. It also provides a constant form of punishment and reminder of what they have done. Finally, with how constantly aware they are of their arousal and need to orgasm they have little space left for plotting crimes or for the boredom that often causes such misbehavior. Their minds are effectively occupied elsewhere."
Simon leaned back in his chair, considering all of this. It was surprisingly convincing.
Such a simple idea, but with such profound possibilities.
"This is very impressive, Sonya. I have to ask, and I know the approval committee will as well, how you actually know any of this will work? Is it just theory at this point or do you have any hard data?"
Sonya's face reddened. "We do indeed have... hard data. Since we didn't have approval yet for actual trials, we had to try the devices out somehow... Let's just say I and a few others on my team can personally attest to the power of this program."
Simon was surprised, but also impressed at her dedication. This provided some explanation for her extremely hard work and limitless energy, and that helped prove to him how powerful it was. "Very well," said Simon, "As you know, it's not entirely up to me, but I will be recommending to the committee to begin the first stage of trials. I'm sure you will be able to present this to them shortly."
"Thank you, sir!" exclaimed Sonya, with a smile.
Chapter Two - Release... Without Release
SIX MONTHS LATER
For the first time in three years, Jay stepped out into the daylight without any walls, guards, or shackles restricting him. He looked around. The sun was shining, the sky was blue. It was a beautiful Friday afternoon. He breathed in the fresh air, and felt like a new man.
When he'd been sentenced to 20 years for his part in a robbery (a robbery which went as badly as one possibly can), he never thought he'd have his freedom anywhere near this quickly. He knew parole was a possibility, but not until at least 15 years of his sentence.
Like many a freshly released prisoner he had several immediate cravings to satisfy. He walked down the street, enjoying the ability to be able to simply do that. Spotting a local burger bar, he stopped in and treated himself to a gigantic burger with a heaping pile of fries, and washed it down with a couple of beers. Such simple pleasures, but so amazing after several years without them. He slipped his wallet back into his pocket, feeling the envelope he'd put there. His joy was interrupted by a little anxiety at the reminder of what was to come, but he did his best to look on the bright side.
Next, he decided to go find his wife. He was still a little surprised she'd stuck with him this long. They'd kept in touch since he'd been in prison, and she visited him frequently. But he knew his being gone was difficult for her, emotionally and financially. He hadn't told her he was getting out, instead imagining her surprise (and hopefully joy and horniness) at seeing him knock on her door.
Thinking about that last part, he looked down at his pants.
I hope she's ok with all this... and I really hope she agrees to participate so I can be done with it all.
A half hour later, a taxi pulled up to his wife's apartment building and he got out, handing the driver most of the remaining money in his wallet.
I'm going to need to get a job pretty quickly,
