(If you have not already, please read The Soft Boy Prison Chapter 1 then 2 for full context)
It was the summer, and the sun was setting over the Baltic Sea. The warm summer air was pushed gently by the sea breeze. The waves brushed the sand and pebbles. Casper laughed uncontrollably running wildly over the grassy dunes by the beach. His mum called for him to come back but the world outside was too distant for him to hear.
He was a hungry T-rex chasing after a doomed triceratops. Each step getting closer and closer to its prey. The triceratops tried to lose him as best he could through the thick and dense jungle, but it was no match for him. The triceratops jumped over a bog, but the T-rex was able to clear the bog too as Casper jumped over a log. His prey was getting closer. The triceratops tried to dive and run through a narrow ditch so that the T-rex couldn't fit through, but the T-rex was a lot more agile, to the poor triceratops dismay, jumping right in and closing the distance. Casper jumped into the ditch still running. "Casper!" his mum called again, now in a frustrated tone. The T-rex was right behind the triceratops and opened his jaw wide to snap and grab it. Casper's foot hit a rock.
Instantly, he was back on the Swedish coast in the present day falling forward with velocity. He put his hands out to catch himself but landed on his side then tumbled, rolling down the dune kicking up sand in a cloud of dust until he came to rest at the bottom. His hands and arms were grazed. His mind was blank. Shock. "CASPER!" he heard his mum shout angrily. He whimpered in a crescendo amalgamating into a loud, painful wail. Tears poured down his cheeks. His mum emerged over the top of the dune and saw him at last. She carefully descended the dune and approached him. He was crying uncontrollably. His mum lifted him up to her front and held him tight, then kissed his forehead. He cried hard into her chest.
"Shh, it's okay Casper. Where's my brave boy? This is why you listen to mummy okay?" she spoke to him in Swedish and he understood everything. "Don't go running off away where I can't see. Mummy can't help when she can't see you."
The buzz of the alarm echoed. Casper opened his eyes. The light made him shut them again immediately. "Fuuuuck offfff!" murmured Holly from under her duvet. The morning had come. He sat up, the duvet falling off his chest. He stared at the floor with a sombre expression, his hands still cuffed to the wall beside him. He turned to look up at the ceiling and thought, I hope you can see me now mum, because I need your help now more than ever.
The guards ushered them downstairs. Showers were done first thing. Casper waited in line at the entrance to the male shower block. The same place Jane had played with him just 12 hours before. The guards let them in 8 at a time, the changeover was done quick so the line would move before you had to wonder why it wasn't.
Casper looked at the other guy's heights while he stood in line. He was 5 foot 8. He always wanted to be a little taller than what he was since he stopped growing at 14. The guy in front of him was around 6 foot 3, and the guy behind him about 6 foot. Casper felt dwarfed. He remembered in school hearing how a man's height was one of his most attractive features. He wondered if that's why he could never get a date as a young man. The doors to the block opened and eight guys walked out past them, each with slightly wet hair. "Okay, next lot boys! C'mon!" a guard called standing at the door.
Past the doors, the other guys started stripping immediately. Unaware of the routine, Casper went along with them, and threw his uniform into the big laundry bin with the rest of them. They then formed another line in front of two guards wearing disposable gloves. There was a trolley with small open boxes on it next to them. They were removing their chastity devices and then placing them into the boxes. Casper noticed the first guy put his points card into the box after his cage components were placed there. Casper suddenly realised he had left his points card in his cell. He began to panic. What would happen now? Would he have to get dressed again and go retrieve it? Would they shout at him? Will the other guys laugh? He was frozen. He figured he'd wait in line until it was his turn then pretend he had forgotten.
Finally, Casper was next in line. The guard began to remove his cage.
"Where's your card?" asked another guard.
"Oh no, my card!" Casper acted surprised. "I've left it in my cell."
"Are you new here?"
"Yes."
"Okay, so if no one has already said, you should carry your points card with you at all times. It serves as an ID as well as being used for purchases and rewards. Your one will be the box without a card, so I'll know which one. When you're done, I'll have my colleague escort you to your cell so you can retrieve it since inmates aren't allowed in the main cellblock until duties are concluded, okay?"
"Yes" said Casper. He walked to the shower area where the two guys in front of him stood under showers, but none of them were showering. Casper was a little confused. He walked up to one of the showers then pushed the button. No water came out. He tried again, then again. Still nothing.
"The water isn't turned on until we're all ready man" the guy across from him said.
"Oh...right." Casper replied shyly.
Casper looked around concealing his penis with both hands, but the others didn't bother to hide their shame as they were used to the routine. The floors were clean of any stains and grime, and the area had the faint smell of detergent. It must have been cleaned since he was last here. He inspected the dispensers on the wall. Bodywash, shampoo and conditioner. No bending down to pick up the bar soap, he joked with himself. The shower block was populated one by one with the other inmates, until all eight cubicles were occupied. The guard who talked to Casper earlier walked to the front wall where a big lever protruded. She put her hand on it then looked at Casper.
"New boy! You've got 5 minutes. No dillydallying, okay?"
Casper nodded back to her still covering his penis. She turned the lever then the inmates pressed their buttons. The sound of falling water filled the block and the steam rose. The water felt amazing. He didn't quite realise it yesterday while showering since he was dumbstruck with embarrassment, but now, he could fully appreciate it. The water was the perfect temperature. It felt so comforting.
When he lived in the hideout with the thieves, he would wash with a sponge and a big bucket of collected rainwater, a lot of the time in temperatures just above freezing. Sometimes he wouldn't be able to wash for as much as a month at a time. His skin would get so dry and itchy, his hair got so greasy, and the smell was unbearable. Now he was bathing like a human again. It felt wonderful.
"One minute left!" called the guard. Casper was shaken out of his daze of relaxation. He forgot to put on any soap or shampoo. Quickly he scrambled to put on as much as he could, scrubbing his body vigorously. He was washing the shampoo out when he heard the call.
"Times up!"
The guard pulled the lever and the water stopped. There was still some shampoo in his hair, but nothing could be done now, except drying it off. The other guys, walked out of the shower area and round the corner to a stack of folded towels. They each took one. Casper did too. When they were finished drying themselves off, the guards had them line up again to have their cleaned chastity devices reattached. Another tray with fresh uniforms was waiting.
"You're a medium right?" asked the guard locking Caspers cage back on.
"What? My dick?"
"No, your uniform. The card has your sizes info. You don't have yours with you so I'm asking so I can give you the right ones."
"Oh.... Yeah. I'm a medium"
"Great!" The guard stood up after securing Caspers cage. She was tall, taller than he was. She beckoned him over to the tray with the uniform bottoms and tops.
"Get dressed and we'll go get your card."
They both left the shower area, with the guard walking behind him. They walked through the empty cell block; some guards were looking into the empty cells. It was quiet other than the sound of the guards' high heels clacking on the floor and her keys jingling. Casper felt the need to break the ice with the guard escorting him.
"Sorry, you have to do this. I'm just not used to the routine yet. No one told me these things".
"It's fine, I do things like this a lot with new inmates. Is there anything else you want to know while I'm here?"
