Dear Sirs,
I would like to officially enter a letter of complaint, in regards to my treatment at your facility during my stay with you.
Let me first say, that I know I did wrong, and that I deserved to have been incarcerated, as I was. But to be put in with the hard timers for a three months term, was a little bit excessive for the small amount of money that I illegally obtained.
Due entirely to my treatment by the other inmates as well as your own staff, I am considering taking the penile system itself to court, and suing you all.
But before I make such a case, I feel it's only right and proper, that I give you a chance to explain the behavior of both your staff, and the other inmates in your charge to the following charges-
Day one, on arrival, I arrived at approximately 12 noon, and was roughly escorted from the prison transport into the reception building by your staff. I was then, humiliatingly stripped naked in the showers, and that wasn't the worst of it. My wrists and ankles were cuffed to the wall, and it seemed that all of the staff who had brought me in, set about assisting each other in scrubbing my entire body clean until I tingled all over. Then they dried me, dressed me in clothing that was practically see through, and gave me a pile of bedding, and marched me off to my cell.
An over crowded cell I might add, there was already three people in it as it was having to sleep on just two beds. I was pushed hard into the cell and the door was slammed shut and locked behind me.
I felt like the main prize at a turkey shoot by the way the other inmates were looking at me. So I hope you can fully understand how scared and intimidated I felt when, 'as one,' they all got off their beds and came at me pinning me against the door. My screams for help from the staff watching outside the cell, went completely unheeded. Undaunted, the inmates proceeded to tie my hands and feet up with their sheets and blankets and carried me over to a bed where I was then re-tied to the bed posts still screaming for help. They grabbed at me, slapped me tore my clothing to shreds and started abusing me while you're officers watched on encouragingly. The indignities I were forced to endure for the rest of the day, and into most of the night, as they all took their turns at pleasuring themselves with me over and over again was more than I could endure. I must have passed out sometime in the early hours of the morning, and have recollection of what they did to me then or if they simply gave up and went to sleep. The following morning I woke up on my back with a arm across my chest and a legs pinning me down across my thighs. Thankfully my hands and feet had been untied and, carefully I managed to extricate myself from under that sleeping body and hunkered down in the far corner of the cell naked and terrified.
My only comfort from all of that was that I'd been looking forward to the chance of escaping them for a couple of hours out in the exercise yard. But what, I laughingly call my 'cell mates,' did when our breakfasts were pushed under the door was absolutely disgusting in the extreme. Each of the three started to masturbate themselves over their meagre meals, and they forced me do the same with mine while the guards stood looking on.