Beth Joins The Corrections Service

By Susan Greenway

[This story relates to previous stories, appearing in the series, Kate Returns Home, in particular, and Kate Loves Her Job. It's not necessary to have read any or all of these previous stories to enjoy this one, although many readers will find they will enrich their enjoyment of this story. This story involves bodily functions, as well as severe administration of discipline, so if either offends you, please read no further. All characters are well over 18.]

Eleanor had suggested to her sister Meredith that Jackie Wilson, whom Eleanor had met when in the second city at the exclusive Vic club, might be a good consultant for the Service to retain. Jackie was now a principal but years ago, when she had started teaching as a young woman just out of college, she had been Meredith's husband Jackson's teacher.

Jackson had previously been married to Eleanor but when they divorced, there were no hard feelings. Eleanor, in fact, was delighted that her sister hit it off with Jackson and they married. Eleanor let them live in her apartment she still owned in the second city of the Women's Republic.

Meredith had invited Jackie Wilson over with the intention of having her discipline Jackson. She knew he would be very fearful when he saw Jackie because she had written a note home to his mother than earned him his first spanking. What made it even worse was that his mother had his older sister, Jenny, give him the spanking.

Jackie suggested to Meredith when she came to visit that Meredith should have Jackie's daughter, now a young teacher in her mid-20's, come by to discipline Jackson. Both women realized that being disciplined by a severe young woman teacher would truly shake up Jackson's confidence. He had mostly reformed but still behaved badly, usually in small ways.

Jackie's daughter Elizabeth did come by at Meredith's invitation. Jackson realized, as did Meredith, that she was indeed a severe dominatrix who enjoyed the chance to discipline a man since she couldn't spank or cane pupils at school anymore. Beth spanked Jackson hard and then subjected him to toilet discipline, both in supervising his defecation after she had inserted a glycerin suppository in his anus and having him serve her as she defecated. She also gave him a very painful caning.

Meredith, at Kate's instance after the two of them had spent a day at the Disciplinary and Retraining Unit where Jackson was put through his paces, now graded Jackson in Conduct every day. Jackie had given her a supply of school conduct report cards for her to use and to make an even stronger impression on Jackson.

Beth was used to grading pupils severely, so she failed Jackson in Conduct by 13 points, giving him a 52, lower than any grade Meredith had awarded him. The young teacher marked his report card in dark black ink and circled the failing grade in red, as teachers had long done to make sure parents noticed failing grades.

Meredith didn't tell Jackson that Jackie also had given her a supply of the more stringent conduct report cards used at her school when a pupil failed in Conduct for two straight days. The detailed card required entry of a Conduct grade by each teacher in each class, and Jackie suggested Meredith might use it to grade him three times a day until he went three days without a failure in any class or any grading.

Eleanor told Meredith that she had suggested Jackie as a consultant to the Service to Kate. After she heard about Meredith's having Beth discipline and then graded Jackson, Eleanor said that she thought Beth might be a candidate for recruitment to the Service.

Meredith agreed that the young woman was quite the severe disciplinarian and might do well in the Service. Eleanor said she would set up an appointment for her to see Kate, who was certainly in a position to recruit her if she felt she would work out well.

Eleanor contacted Beth Wilson to tell her she'd like to set up an appointment for her with the Commandant of the Correction Service's Disciplinary and Retraining Unit with the prospect of Beth's joining the Service.

"I think you'd like it and would do well and advance in the Service," Eleanor advised her.

Beth said she was interested and would come to the capital to meet Kate if Eleanor arranged it on one of her days off. Eleanor proceeded to contact Kate and tell her about this promising young woman Meredith had met who was already a highly competent disciplinarian.

"I hope you'll be willing to meet her and then see if you feel she'd be an appropriate recruit for the Service," Eleanor said. "My sister gave her high marks when Meredith asked her to discipline Jackson."

Kate said she'd certainly be willing to have her come up to the city for an interview with her and possibly others at the Service. She picked one of the days Beth had given Eleanor and told Ellie that she'd arrange for Beth to be flown up on the Service's daily flight from the second city. She then had Grace, her secretary, transmit an official invitation for her to take the transport and meet with Kate, along with the voucher to give the transport official.

Beth was impressed with the invitation; she dressed in a grey pinstripe suit with a proper-length skirt, ecru blouse, grey hose, and burgundy pumps. Her lovely dark hair was in a simple ponytail.

She was escorted to Kate's office at the Service headquarters and shown into Kate's private office. Kate smiled and shook hands with her and told her that since they had spoken, Kate had been named Chief of Staff of the Service and was now a General, having been promoted very expeditiously to Colonel from her Lieutenant Colonel's grade.

"Congratulations!" Beth said with a grin. "I'm very awed by meeting the Chief of Staff. Thank you for being willing to see me."

"You come well recommended by my good friend Eleanor of Goose Cookers and originally from her sister, whose husband I understand you have disciplined for Meredith.

Beth's eyes widened at this powerful woman knowing all about her disciplining of Jackson, which she had enjoyed but never thought would open up this exciting career prospect.

"I gather you learned about discipline from your mother, which is admirable," Kate went on. "May I ask something quite personal--have you been disciplined by her since you started teaching?"

Beth blushed and said, "Yes, Ma'am, my mother has spanked and caned me when she feels I need it, but fortunately that has happened rarely for the last several years since I started teaching. She in fact recommended me to Miss Meredith to discipline her husband, Jackson.

"Very good," Kate observed. "I'd like to send you to MAJ Nicole, who has my old job as Commandant of the Disciplinary Unit, which runs the Officer Candidate Program for the Service. If you manage to graduate from that program, which is rigorous, you will receive a direct commission as a Lieutenant in the Service. I think that Nicole will approve your entering the program, but you do need to see her."

"Thank you so much," Beth exuded. "I am definitely interested in this exciting opportunity, Ma'am."

Kate liked that this young woman was using the proper term, Ma'am, to address her. "I've taken the liberty of setting up an appointment with MAJ Nicole. One of our aides here, SSG Barbara, will take you over to her office. It's been a pleasure meeting you and good luck in the program."

"Thanks again," Beth gurgled, incredibly impressed that this powerful woman would recommend her for a highly sought program. Here she was a schoolteacher and met with the Correction Service's Chief of Staff. Kate stood and walked her out where SSG Barbara introduced herself and said she'd walk Beth over to see MAJ Nicole.

MAJ Nicole had received the call from Kate's office to set up the appointment for an Elizabeth Wilson. She knew that Kate would respect her decision on whether to accept this young woman into the officer candidate program. So, when SSG Barbara, who was a longtime cadre in the Unit, came into her office with Beth Wilson, Nicole's secretary buzzed her and then showed Beth into her office.

Nicole got up from her desk and shook hands with Beth, who was awed by the wildly attractive Nicole who wore the Service uniform beautifully, she thought. Nicole said coolly that Beth certainly came well recommended by Eleanor and Kate. She had Beth describe her work as a teacher and asked her about her experience with discipline. Beth said her experience was limited but she had been asked by Eleanor's sister to discipline her husband.

"And from when I became 18, my mother began disciplining me, so I didn't get a big head," Beth disclosed. "I do think that being on the receiving end made me much more knowledgeable about the impact of discipline and increased my ability to dispense it."

"Oh yes," Nicole chuckled, "you probably know he was formerly married to Eleanor, who divorced him."

Beth looked surprised and Nicole said, "Oh well, I shouldn't be gossiping like that about people. Tell me if your meeting with GEN Kate made you want to put yourself through this rigorous program that will prepare you to emerge as an officer in this Service."

"It seems like an amazing opportunity, Ma'am," Beth replied confidently, "and I believe I'm ready for this challenge."

Nicole thought to herself that Miss Wilson (she assumed she was a Miss) presented well, was attractive, and would likely make a good officer.

"You've done well in your work so far," she said to Elizabeth, "and I'm assuming that if we checked you out, you'd have good references and reports. I mention that because I received a direct commission from being a noncom in this Unit and later served as Commandant of what is regarded as the toughest camp in the Service--Hergolia.

"I've had a few run-ins with authority and lived to tell the tale. You may or may not have seen GEN Kate--she was just a Major then--and I doing some commercials for Goose Cookers panties; that turned out to be a plus for me, even though a lot of people, including Kate then, were worried about whether we would kill our careers by showing our panties," Nicole chuckled. "Sounds rather naïve, I suppose, but you know how people can be about this."

"I'm not here to encourage you," Nicole then said, "but I think from what I've seen and heard, that you have the wherewithal to make it in this program and the Service. If you want it, I'll be pleased to sign you up. Sorry for the tight schedule, but you'll start a week from Monday."

Beth's face brightened. "Oh, I want it, Ma'am, and thank you! I'll be here a week from Monday," she said brightly.

"That's great," Nicole grinned. "We'll look forward to seeing you here then. Don't bring too many of your own outfits. You'll be in our fatigues or Corrections uniform like I have on most of the time. This program is a hyped-up version of military basic training. That means you'll be harassed by sergeants and taught by noncoms and officers. I'm going to give you a little insight into what to expect. Since we teach you--even if you think you know this--how to discipline, you will be disciplined.

"You will wear special tight panties and for a few days, depending on how you behave, you'll have dorks in both of your holes, to put it plainly. You may be in locked panties, too--that means you'll have to report to the duty sergeant at the latrine to get permission to use the toilet. Awful, isn't it? Makes you appreciate how good you usually have it," she continued.

"So yes, you'll be challenged, physically and mentally, but then you'll be a commissioned officer in probably the most respected public institution in our Republic," Nicole observed. "Have you ever been restricted in your use of the toilet or had your private orifices filled at the same time?"

"You don't need to answer those questions," Nicole smiled. "I was just trying to give you a fair picture of some of what you will encounter here. Still OK with signing up?"

"Oh, yes!" Beth responded with alacrity.

"Good girl!" Nicole complimented her. "I'm looking forward to seeing you a week from Monday." She stood and Beth understood that this was the end of the interview.

"Thank you, again," Beth managed to get out.

"If you can say that two weeks from now, you'll be in good shape," Nicole told her. "Good luck! Be prepared for some big challenges--so, don't get upset too easily. If you feel you're in any kind of danger though, tell them that I told you to contact me and they'll bring you in here. I hope you resist the temptation to do that unless things are totally wrong and crazy. Your fortitude will be tested. Remember that it was only a few years ago that GEN Kate went through this same program and look where she is now. By the way, she brought less experience with her then than you are bringing now."

She smiled and walked Beth out to the outer office. Grace, her secretary, told her she had about 45 minutes until her flight back to the second city. She said that since she was leaving for the day, she'd walk Beth to the transport center.

Beth phoned her mother to tell Jackie that she had been accepted for the Officer Candidate Program at the Disciplinary Unit of the Corrections Service.

"That's marvelous, Beth," Jackie said soberly, "you have a great opportunity and it's all because I ran into Eleanor at the Vic a few weeks ago."

Beth arrived home a few hours later. She was still flying--mentally. She arranged to lunch with Meredith to learn whatever she knew about the Service and some of the players. Meredith explained a lot to her: Eleanor's own amazing story, the position Goose Cookers played (Beth was wearing their underwear), and what she knew about Kate. She didn't know many others, including Nicole, but was sure Beth would do fine.

"Just be prepared to put up with some hazing and tough moments," Meredith told her. "But you know a lot already about disciplining, and I've seen people from the Service in action, including Kate--she's a close friend of my sister. They will try to break you, but you know you're strong enough--physically and mentally--to make it through."

When she arrived with the twenty or so other young women who were accepted for the program, they were welcomed by 1SG Wendy. Wendy had been at the Unit forever and knew everything about the Service. She told them to do what they were told and to play it straight. "If you need to piss or shit," she said, "go to the desk and tell the sergeant on duty at the latrine. They might make you wait so give yourself enough time, so you don't pee in your panties waiting to get permission.

"And you are going to be very uncomfortable for three days in the plain cotton panties with vaginal and rectal dorks," she informed them. "Put up with them for three days and you're free of them. I'll give you one piece of advice: those dorks act like suppositories. Who knows what that means?"

One young woman raised her hand, "They make you need to make doody," she offered.

"Of course," Wendy responded. "Very good, Miss?"

"Taylor, Ma'am," Bethany Taylor replied.

"Miss Taylor," Wendy said clearly, "I'm a noncommissioned officer. We like to say we work for a living. So, you will not call us 'Ma'am' or salute us. Just say, 'Yes, Sergeant' and you'll be fine."

"Thank you for correcting me and explaining that, Sergeant," Bethany replied.

"Listen to the lecturers--these women are sergeants and officers who know what they're talking about. I'm here if you need me but learn to do what you're told unless it's clearly off the charts--the odds are huge that that won't happen," she added.

Beth wasn't surprised to find herself in a dorm with the other women. She had a small cot and a locker. SFC Denise, an attractive blonde, told them how they needed to keep their locker. They moved as a group to the mess hall for each meal and to lectures and physical training, which was demanding. Beth was in decent shape, but she had not been working out as much as she knew she needed to.

She became friends with her neighbors on adjacent cots: Lisa and Francine. One had been a police constable and the other was a publicist. They shared their feelings that this would be rough, but it would get them into a good career. Neither was married. They gradually opened up: Lisa had a boyfriend, and she was resigned to not seeing him for weeks. She said that he'd be there for her when she graduated. Francine said she'd had deep relationships with two different women. Beth told them she too had had relationships with more than one woman.

The dorm was patrolled at all hours. Trainees were warned against bedhopping. Beth remembered what Nicole had told her about the dorks--her friends hadn't known that that was coming. When they were outfitted in one of the most embarrassing scenes Beth had ever experienced--two 30ish sergeants inserted dorks in their orifices to check what size they needed; this was like no fitting that Beth had ever imagined.

The dorks hurt, especially if you tried to walk fast. SFC Linda told them to slow down if they didn't want a sore pussy--yes, she used that word. "The cadre here will never get another chance to haze you once you graduate," she said, "so expect some nasty stuff, because you'll never be back here unless you fuck up and get sent here for retraining,which would be your last chance before they throw you out of the Service. And when you become officers, all the noncoms here who made your life miserable will have to do what you tell them. That should be something that helps get you through."

Beth was not alone, although she may not have been aware of it. Kate called Wendy every week to find out how she was doing. Wendy said she thought Beth was one of the top women in the program. She promised to keep Kate informed.

Beth made it past the dork regime in the standard three days. A quarter of the cohort didn't. She managed to deal with the wait to use the latrine and even endured her period two weeks into the program. No one expressed particular sympathy, but the noncoms knew and made sure she didn't get hazed then. SFC Denise seemed to take a liking to her and even provided her with tampons during her period. "Normally," she told her, "they just give you maxipads. It does make you appreciate pons, but you're probably used to having tampons, aren't you?"

Beth was still able to be embarrassed, and her red face disclosed it. Denise laughed and told her she'd lose a lot of her inhibitions before she graduated from the program.

Beth realized when they were training in administering discipline, including use of paddle, cane, martinet, and whip, that she brought good experience to these implements from the discipline she had administered on request at home after her mother taught her what she knew. She concluded that she was in a good position during this part of the program, much like men who came to military training already having mastered the rifle and handgun.

They were given a weekend off after four weeks. Beth almost forgot what putting on her normal clothing felt like. Francine invited her to spend the weekend with her as her family home was on the edge of the capital. They shared Francine's bedroom which was spacious and had two full-size beds. Her parents were welcoming and the two stopped in on Saturday night at the night spots Francine had been a regular at before she started the program.

They had a few pops but knew not to get loaded. Fortunately, Beth thought they were able to walk to where they were going. Francine's parents' bedroom was on the other side of the expansive house. By midnight, they were exhausted. Each fell into bed. They woke up early and Francine invited Beth into her bed to cuddle. Beth was charmed by the move, as she had missed having female company of this kind, since it was strictly barred at the program.

They had worn p.j.'s but slipped the bottoms off and neither had panties on. Both found to their surprise that each had trimmed their pubes neatly. Francine was a natural dirty-blonde and Beth had dark ones matching her hair on her head. Francine knew how to arouse her with her talented fingers and after Beth erupted, she applied her oral abilities to licking Francine's pussy. She succeeded in getting her to orgasm.