The Prisoner Pt 13

MONDAY

Martin walked behind Warden as she started down the corridor. They turned around one corner and then the next until arriving at a room where Martin noticed the title, 'Preparation,' over the top of the door. As they entered, Martin saw a young woman standing inside tidying some shelves. She had red hair and a slim figure that was of instant appeal to Martin. She was gorgeous. Meeting all these new women whilst bare arse naked was never something Martin got used too. And she looked quite young - early 20's, at most.

"And who do we have here?" she said with some excitement in her voice, as she turned around and recognised that Martin was new to the prison.

"This is Martin," replied Warden.

"He's a big boy, isn't he?" the young woman replied, smiling, immediately eyeing up his cock.

"Come now, Claire," Warden replied. "We don't want to give him too big of an ego now, do we?"

Claire giggled in reply.

"How can I help? Standard entrance procedure?" Claire enquired.

Warden said nothing except to briefly nod her head. Martin felt like he was not there.

"Come over here boy," Claire commanded. Martin looked at Warden, who did not acknowledge his glances. He then looked back at Claire who said nothing but continued to stare at him expecting her last command to be carried out.

Martin walked over, nervous as to what was coming next.

"Lie down on this table."

Warden watched as Claire took control of Martin and as he obeyed her commands. Martin positioned himself to lay down flat on the table on his back. Claire gestured for him to slide back further to ensure he was in the right position. The table had moveable parts for arm and legs, so that when a subject's arms and legs were bound to it, they could still be moved about. He saw Claire move around the table and lock his arms down with straps and then proceed onto his legs. Warden knew what was coming next. She walked over to the table so that herself and Claire were looking down at a naked and helpless Martin.

"Now, Martin", Claire said. "This device - is to be fitted behind your cock and balls."

Martin looked up to see Claire holding a small metallic circular ring device. It was unclipped at one end, ready for fitting. It had some small metallic parts jutting out, no doubt so that things could be attached once it was in place.

Claire leaned over towards Martin's head and pressed a button behind him. It was a pre-programmed setting for the table. Upon pressing it, the table started to split apart. Martin was startled by the sudden movement, but Claire calmly stood up straight again and observed, letting the table do its work. Martin would be placed in the position Claire desired. The arms area started to move outwards so that Martin's arms would be spread wide from his body. The legs area started to move upwards and out which in turn raised the profile of his bottom to anyone standing towards the base of the table, which Warden was now doing. She enjoyed putting the new men through this. The leg restrains did their work and kept Martin firmly in place as the table carried out its setting. Martin's final position resembled sitting naked with his legs raised up in stirrups. His cock and balls easily accessible.

"Excellent," Claire commented. "How do you feel, Martin?" Claire asked Martin this question knowing precisely how he must feel.

Martin gulped, wondering what was next.

Claire moved to position herself between his legs. She then pulled a ruler out of her pocket and took his penis in her hand as she placed the ruler down towards it - to measure it.

"I was right," she exclaimed. "You are a big boy!"

Martin noticed Warden, who had now moved to the side of the table, let out a smile. She enjoyed watching Claire prep the males and she appreciated that this was all still raw to Martin. He normally would have met Claire far quicker than he had done, but his entrance had not exactly been standard procedure. It was Martin's resistance that made his entrance far from the norm.

Claire put the ruler back in her pocket and then picked up the circular metal object. Still commenting about Martin's size, she looked at Warden and continued, "Well, at least when it comes to standing in line with the other males according to penis size, that is one humiliation he won't have to suffer!"

It was yet more information of the kind that made Martin blush. The thought of being here as some sort of slave prisoner with these women is bad enough. But to have to suffer this indignity in front of the eyes of other males was another level. He had to get out of here before then. Maybe he could offer warden money for his freedom. He now knew that this was a business, after all. Maybe he --

Suddenly Martin was startled by the grip of Claire on his ball sack and felt something cold down there. She had got to work installing the ring and was busy feeding it around under his sack. It was cold. Martin, on his back with legs spread out and upwards and with his arms spread out wide was unable to do anything about it. Although his legs being lifted and spread may have been necessary for Claire to access his privates more easily, there was no need for his hands to be stretched out like this. No need other than to emasculate him and remind him of his place - yet again.

"There!" Claire exclaimed, as she closed the device around his cock, so that it formed a perfect circle. She moved to pick up a small tool from her workbench and then headed back to the circular device. Martin saw what she picked up when she was walking over. The tool she picked up was a small black long metallic device. The end was a small square which she could insert into the circular device at the join and then tighten a small bolt that would secure the device in place. There was therefore no padlock. There was nothing that could be grabbed and snapped. There was nothing but a smooth finish when the screw was tightened all the way into the device. It was impossible to remove without having the correct tools. This was not coming off his privates unless the women so desired it.

Claire gave the hand tool a final twist and with that - Martin was secured.

"Martin, I want you to listen to me. Understand?" Claire asked, talking to Martin as if he was a child. "This device operates as a control device. It has some other functions, which you will no doubt experience at some point. But the device is linked to the controllers the officer's carry. If you are naughty, they will shock you. No doubt you have experienced the neck shock collar already. This works the same way, only on your balls. I trust you don't want that, do you?"

Martin immediately shook his head. He did not need to experience the shocks to know he would not like it. The neck collar was bad enough, but to have himself shocked in his most private area would be absolute hell.

"It also has a slight weight to it, no doubt always reminding you that your cock belongs to us."

Claire looked over to Warden and nodded to mean that Martin was finished. She leaned over to the table control panel and pushed the 'reset' button, which made the table start to retract back it its original position. Claire walked towards Warden whilst the table was in motion, leaving Martin to be re-set.

"I have secured the prisoner, Warden. The code is 6336." Warden then typed this into the controller she had attached to her wrist.

"Thank you, Claire," Warden replied, as they both looked back to the table that finished the final moves, leaving Martin's hands and legs back together but him still bound and helpless.

"Martin - do I need to give you a demonstration shock?" Warden asked.

"No, please Warden," Martin begged in a panic. "Please, no. I will be good. I promised to be good. I have obeyed all the instructions I have been given every day now. Please - "

"Wow. I love it when they beg," Warden said, cutting Martin off and looking at Claire, who herself giggled. Warden decided that she would not shock Martin. She would wait for the right time - when he made a mistake.

Claire went and unstrapped Martin from the table. He rose to his feet but then immediately sank to his knees. He put his hands behind his head and bent his head down and opened his legs wide. He felt humiliated to have to be doing this in front of Claire, but he was convinced that Warden would look for an excuse to shock him and so he wanted to show his submissiveness immediately after being released from the table.

"He's well trained," Claire commented in surprise. She was used to seeing the boys when they were relatively new when many lacked discipline. She had watched officer Nikki once reduce a man to tears with endless shocking of his testicles because he dared to swear at her. Claire stood and watched as officer Nikki kept turning up the setting on the device as he rolled around on the floor helpless. He never swore at anyone again. Claire was also there at a party when Nikki humiliated him further, in ways that still bring a smile to her face.

"Ok. Stand up, Martin," Warden commanded.

Martin rose to his feet but kept his hands behind his head and glanced downwards as he stood before Warden. Claire retrieved a marker pen and walked over to where Martin and Warden were standing. Claire first walked behind Martin, looking down to admire Martin's bum in the process. She felt that Martin had a cute butt. She hoped to see more of Martin in the coming days and weeks. She hoped that she would be allowed to spank him, but wasn't yet an Officer, so couldn't have prisoners of her own. However, she was able to witness the punishments and the fun the officers would have with their boys.

Claire proceeded to take the lid off the marker pens and approach Martin's chest. Just above his right nipple she wrote in medium sized writing, the numbers, '6336'. Martin noticed that this was the same numbers that Warden had just programmed into her controller. Martin realised that it means that any officer who sees him will know the code to the device around his balls. That means they can shock him at will. Martin gulped at this realisation.

"That is your prisoner number, Martin," Claire said. "Don't forget it. If you do, you will be punished. Do you understand?"

"I promise I won't forget it," Martin hurriedly replied.

"Move over and stand by the wall, facing me," Claire commanded, pointing to an area where on the wall Martin could see a height chart. Claire went over to another shelf and retrieved her camera. Martin noticed it looked to be quite a professional SLR camera. He knew what was coming next. He was going to be subjected to enduring more photographs of himself, naked.

"A bit further back," Claire said. Martin complied as Warden looked on but said nothing.

CLICK! Claire took her first photograph. She had taken a head and shoulders shot first, but low enough to contain Martin's prisoner number. She then moved back to capture a full body shot of Martin.

CLICK! CLICK!

"These are the pictures that will go on your official profile, Martin," Claire said, as she continued to snap away with the pictures. "You will find that we like to take a shot of every area of your body as the women like to review the men in detail when reading up on who they may wish to borrow next. Your profile will also contain all the activities that you undertake whilst here and with whom and a score related to your performance in them.

CLICK! Claire moved in towards Martin's penis, taking a close up shot with her camera.

"Have you told him about the scoring system, Warden?" Claire asked.

"Not yet. I was about to do that later," Warden replied.

Claire nodded and said, "You will find that we are generally fair with the males, Martin. So, there is no excuses for a low score and, well, Warden can fill you in on what will happen to you if your score is less than impressive.

"You have to suck cock!" Warden jumped in, abruptly.

Martin's face was a picture! CLICK! Claire took another photograph. The shock was there for all to see. And Warden and Claire certainly did notice it.

"Oh, no, Martin," Claire said, laughing out loud. "I think Warden wanted to shock you. Simply not meeting a threshold doesn't mean you have to suck cock... " Martin's relief was plain to see.

"... No. That's only if you don't meet the lowest threshold," Claire said, finishing her sentence and smiling.

Martin felt like he walked into that one. Claire was toying with him now.

"You see, Martin. There are different punishments for different thresholds. But there is one threshold that you must meet. You do not want to know what happens if you don't. It is not nice. So, the sucking of cock gives you a bonus to carry you over the threshold.

"Oh, I am sure you will do fine, Martin," Warden chipped in. "I was just providing you with some... extra incentive."

It was incentive all right. Martin knew that he must quickly learn the rules and the thresholds and ensure that he never gives any cause for that to happen to him.

"Now, look downwards for me, Martin." Martin did as Claire command to find that Claire had bent down and positioned herself so that she was now shooting upwards. The last picture from the front would be one with Martin's cock in the foreground with his face in the background. It was humbling to say the least.

CLICK!

"Turn to your side." CLICK! "Turn to your other side." CLICK! "Face the wall." CLICK. "Bend over for me." CLICK.

Claire was ensuring every part of him was photographed for the profile. She moved in closer towards his rear and snapped another picture. Claire liked men's arses. And Martin had a particularly cute one. If she was allowed, she would have wanted to give him a few strokes with some of the canes that hung on the walls. She hoped one of the officers would allow her to do it in the future. The thought made her feel warm and fuzzy.

CLICK! "Right, that's me done," she noted. "Turn around and face me, Martin."

Martin did so and saw Claire reviewing the pictures on the camera. She would now be responsible for uploading them to the official pages of his online profile, which, until today, had remained blank. Warden had uploaded other material into the other sections, that both Danielle and Catherine had seen, but these were not of the quality taken today on the SLR. Claire had done this many times and enjoyed it. There was something powerful about controlling nude photographs of another that she found to be a real turn on. She had not told Warden, but she masturbated to some of the photographs she had taken of the prisoners and what she was doing to them. She found it incredibly hot. When she first got involved with the prison, she was told that she would have to come to viewing these men as objects, for the amusement of the women. They would obey or they would be punished. It was that simple. She would see all sorts of men and all sorts of dick sizes and shapes. She may see some men be resistant, others be very humble, some would even cry. But she must be prepared for this and maintain her composure in front of the males, not giving an inch. She signed up and has never looked back and knows the men better than some of the officers due to her creating and updating their profiles.

Probably her harshest moment to date though was when she knew the score one of the males had in total before his review. Although the total score on a male's profile is not revealed, even to the officers, Claire knew the total as she had greater access through compiling the profiles. The scoring system is done that way so that it can be fair for the males. But Claire had been harsh. At the end of his last session before review, the officer gave him a score. Claire had attended and was asked for her score to also be added to the total for the male. Claire worked out what the new total was when considering the score, the officer just gave him. When deciding on her score, she purposely gave a value that meant the male would end up one point below the lower threshold when the review took place. Just because she wanted to see him forced into having to suck cock. She was harsh. She was ruthless. He was very masculine and she wanted to destroy his ego. From that day she knew she belonged here.

"Right. He is all yours Warden. We are finished here - for today at least."

Martin wondered what Claire meant by that last part. Although, by taking a look around, Martin could see there was a variety of items in this room. He could see on some shelves that she had assorted whips and chains. There were collars and cuffs and he could make out some shock sticks. He had seen online these being used on women in bondage videos. He had enjoyed watching that while he beat off. But now, he felt differently with the shoe being on the other foot. He suddenly felt a bit more sympathy at what those women had to go through, all for his pleasure. He looked further and saw some hoods and bodysuits made of rubber. This was perhaps the prison storeroom that he had been led into for his preparation.

He suddenly felt movement down below and looked down to see Warden attaching a chain to the device that was now firmly around his balls.

"Time to go. Thanks, Claire," Warden said as she pulled on the chain that was attached to the device wrapped around his balls. Martin wasn't asked to follow Warden. He was forced to follow Warden. She led him along several corridors and then exited the building. Martin felt his sense of exposure increase as soon as they moved out into the open air. The sun was shining and it was warm, but he knew for sure there were other men watching him from their cells, just as he had watched them for that weekend he was in lockdown. He was outside in the same area where those men had been trained.

Warden led Martin across to the field that surrounded the prison. They walked over to a concrete plinth and stopped. Martin could see a contraption on it. One end was bolted to the plinth and it contained two metal loops for the feet to be secured. There was then a metal bar that ran upwards and something tethered to the end of it, which was able to be adjusted for height.

"On you go," Warden said. Martin obeyed without asking any questions, in fear of the cock shocker.

"Move closer to the bar, slip your feet in there; left a bit, ..." Warden continued, to shift Martin into the correct position. Warden placed the metal leg restrains around Martin's legs and locked them in place. Now came the fun part.

"Put your cock and balls through this," Warden said, lifting up a divider at the top of the device. She shifted it into the correct height and position. Martin was blushing by this point. His own manhood was being used against him, to trap him, in this pillory type device.

Warden screwed down the divider, trapping Martin's manhood. He felt the pressure increase as his balls naturally began to swell.

"There! Warden said. "That will do nicely. How do you feel?"

'She asks this, without caring how I feel,' Martin thought to himself. He knew the pleasure she was taking from what she was doing to him right now, trapping him like this, by his manhood, for all to see. He wondered how many pairs of eyes were looking out the windows right now. He wondered how many men had shared this experience once before and were sitting there happy that it was not them in this device today. Martin wished he was one of them, safe back in his cell. Well, relatively safe.

"I'm leaving now, Martin. I will be back in a couple of hours. I am going to have some food and drink and check-in on the other officers. I will have something sent over to you later."

Martin felt a sense of dread. He wanted to beg Warden to not leave him this way but he knew it would do no good. This was part of his MONDAY with Warden. She had it all planned out. He was exactly where she wanted him to be and he would remain here until she let him out. It was psychological. She was training him by simply leaving him here, outside, naked and helpless and waiting for her to release him. His face was already turning red from the endless possibilities regarding people who may see him here, trapped by his cock and balls in this way. He decided to not beg because he also felt that it may give Warden an excuse to use the shocker. And he didn't want that. Warden began to walk away.