Rachel's Jail Time Part 2
Rachel's Experience on Remand.
This is a fictional story where all characters are fictional and all involved in sexual acts are over 18 years of age. The names, dialogue, incidents and plot are fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental.
I sat on the bench wearing a jail issue orange jump suit in the room near the court I had just attended. My wrists were cuffed to a chain locked around my waist. My ankles were shackled to a short chain between my legs. The chain around my waist was locked to a hoop attached to the bench I was sitting on. It all seemed like another part of the humiliation process that had been my experience for the last four or five days in jail.
To my left sat two other women chained like me waiting for their humiliation before the judge. I wanted to bury my face in my hands to cry but could not due to how I was chained. All I could do is sit there and wait to be brought back to the jail pod.
Another young woman was brought in and was seated opposite me. She was wearing smart pants, a blouse and a jacket. She was chained and cuffed like me to the bench. I noticed her looking at me as if to say do I know you from somewhere. A man was brought out by two officers and a short time later another man was brought in to the room. As the day wore on the two women beside me were brought away. However the woman in the orange jump suit did not return. The lucky woman must have been released while the woman in the purple jump suit came back and sat beside me trying to look stony faced but I could sense she was upset. I spotted her name was Lisa on her yellow wrist band
"Are you okay?" I whispered.
"No talking" One of the male officers shouted.
'No compassion' I thought.
About this time I noticed male inmates being brought out in groups of three and they did not return. The day wore on with regular movement of men in and out. At one stage I was given a toilet break which was quite long as my waist chain had to be removed and put back on after I was done, all to make one feel out of control no doubt. At one stage we were brought some sandwiches and a bottle of water. That meant it must be after midday as that is lunch time in the jail. Eventually the woman opposite was brought out by two officers. Shortly after another three men were brought out. There were now only two women and four men in the room.
The young woman returned and she looked distraught. I was pretty sure she was not expecting to spend time in jail. She was told to stay standing while Lisa and I were unlocked from the bench. We were brought by a number of doors and corridors to the cold grey room where I was first strip searched last Friday. A shiver went down my spine and I could feel my heart thumping in my chest in fear. We were told to stand in line in the middle of the room and remove our footwear and place them on the bench opposite. The woman in the normal clothes had to hand her shoes to an officer who put them in a bag that had a label on it. I could see fear in her eyes as she did so. We were told to remove our socks and place them in a bag.
"Inmates remove your jump suits and put them in the bag. The two of us removed our jump suits and I felt the cold of the room standing in just my underwear while the woman who was wearing purple also wore a jail white sports type bra. The young woman who had her own clothes on was then asked to remove her jacket, hand it to the officer who checked it and placed the jacket in the labelled bag. The process was repeated for her blouse and pants. By this stage I could see her eyes welling up. I had similar feelings the previous Friday and I could feel her pain.
"Remove your bras and leave your hands by your sides." Lisa had her bra off without hesitation that like me seemed to know that you just have to do it and there is no point in resisting. However the young woman started to argue and refused to remove it. The two officers said firmly to her it is a requirement to remove your clothes when ordered to by jail staff and failure to do so could result in more serious charges and sanctions. She eventually conceded her black lacy bra. Lisa and I knew what was coming next and I could see her pulling down her underwear as the order came and I did the same. The young woman watched us as a repeat order went out and she slowly pushed down her black lacy underwear and handed them over. All three of us were naked."
"Shake out your hair. James, watch the other two and repeat what they do."
The newcomers surname must be James I thought as James shook her hair out with her face showing the fear she must have been feeling.
We got to the bend and squat bit without too much drama. This was the part I hated as it was so humiliating and every officer did it slightly differently so I awaited her order.
"James we know this next bit is difficult but you have to do it. I will get each of you to do it in turn.
McPherson, bend over pull your cheeks apart and cough hard."
I did so feeling everybody else's eyes humiliating me.
"Cough harder."
I coughed again exaggerating it. I suspected I was asked to repeat just for our new inmate and to assert the officers authority. At least the worst part was over but the almost as bad squat was yet to come.
"McPherson stand up, Murray bend over pull your cheeks apart and cough hard."
I could see the shock in James face as she watched Lisa from the side while the officer stood directly behind Lisa watching her perform.
"Murray cough harder."
The cough was repeated.
"Murray stand up, James I hope you were watching as you now have to face the wall, bend over, use your hands to pull your bum cheeks apart and cough hard. Understood."
"Yes Ma'am" came the feeble reply as I could see her whole body shaking probably from both cold and fear. She bent over and looked behind her. I looked at the second officer who was watching Lisa and I as the poor girl did not need me watching her as well.
I heard the officer say "stand up" after some coughs and I knew I was going to be on show again.
"McPherson show James the squat and cough."
"I squatted down and coughed."
"Repeat it all again with your legs further apart."
I stood up moved my feet further apart, squatted and coughed.
"Murray Squat and cough."
Lisa did her bit.
"Stand up, James squat and cough"
The poor girl had do it three times before the officer was satisfied.
We all had to lift our feet together for inspection and I was expecting to be getting dressed any moment.
"McPherson, Murray put on your shoes.