This Story is written by Croc.
Prison Cell #101, HMP Liberty
Unknown hours have past; my head is pounding with pain, like I went cold turkey for an unknown injection. I’m lying on my tummy I look up and I’m in a bright white room, I see a window: barred from the outside, but as I look round I see no toilet in my prison cell – if this is my prison cell? I look down to my body and I’m naked, even worse I’m totally pubeless! Then Captain Ratched and Governor Ryder entered:
“So you’re up good! I like little boys who do as they’re told and behave well, if not? You know what we can do with you, like Mr. Lane and Mr. Miles.” – Governor Joanne Ryder commented down at me as she viewed my naked bottom.
“W-What’s happened to me? What’s happened to Karl and Jimmy?” – I asked as I struggle to gain body strength. Captain Ratched grabbed my chin and pushed me up against the nearest cold wall with her right hand holding her truncheon underneath my chin with her left:
“You should worry more about your soon-to-be shitty and miserable life, you no-good vile pissy cradle-snatcher!” – Captain Ratched shouted in my face with anger.
“Marie, drop him now!” – Joanne commanded her right-hand woman. I was released and I dropped to the floor like a sack of potatoes.
“Sorry Joanne, you know how I feel about men taking advantage of young ladies.” – Captain Ratched commented and she straightens out her SS-like uniform.
I lay on the thick black warm carpet coughing my guts out as Joanne walked up to me:
“Stanley, you’ve been asleep for over a day now: We’ve been monitoring your every move sweetie. There’s hidden cameras in every room within the prison: 24/7 CCTV surveillance. Liberty is designed to entrap the worse-of-the-worse and to be escape proof: no-one can escape, and no-one will ever escape.” – Governor Ryder told me.
“I’m weak in my whole body, what have you done to me?” – I asked the strong and powerful prison governor.
“Aww, honey, it’s all part of your slave training, you’ll be prepped for surgery very soon, this time Dr. Conway will personally inform you. Now, you asked me about Karl and Jimmy. But first take a look at the inside of the left elbow.” – Joanne commented.
I gathered strength to place out my left elbow and looked: tattooed in blue ink in Gothic font was:
“You see Stanley, you’re now part of the liberty system: blue ink for being a boy…ha, Jimmy has his prison number tattooed across his ass in pink…as for Karl Lane, well we might turn this vile shit-mouth scum into a woman…we’re keeping our options open for him, while he eats our shit and drinks our piss: if he does a good job? Then more likely he’ll become a simple slave.” – Joanne smiled down at me.
“But-But, my pubic hair, it’s all gone.” – I commented.
“Aren’t you such a good boy learning that you’ve no-longer have big boy hair. Your pubic hair will never return: we have a product much better than Veet and other hair removal cream products. Jimmy’s pubic hair has been removed…and later on so will his cock and balls!” – Joanne stated. My jaw dropped when she said that.
“Just listen to myself, Captain Ratched and the other female guards and you won’t go far wrong. If not? Just try it mister, but you’re smart enough to know what might happen. You’re going into more surgery with Dr. Conway: you’ll be knocked out with a drug, strong enough to stun a horse. So I’ll see you in two days.” – Joanne told me with a wide grin.
I just sat in the corner of this room naked waiting to go back to Dr. Conway.
Joanne walked up to Captain Ratched:
“Ma’am you have a meeting with the Prime Minister shall we…” – Captain Ratched advised her superior.
“Nope, I want to see ‘Jimmy the Ass’, lead the way to Level 2 captain.” – Joanne ordered the beastly Marie Ratched.
“Very good ma’am.” – Captain Ratched spoke as she placed a five-digit code onto my cell door. My cell door opened and both women left for Level 2…
Level 2, Prison Cell #13, HMP Liberty
Both Captain Ratched and Liberty Governor Joanne Ryder walked down the cell block of Level 2. Both ladies stood outside Prison Cell #13 as Captain Ratched opened the coded door then they entered.
Jimmy Miles ‘Jimmy the Ass’ was strapped forward on his tummy on what it looks like a large stable stool: naked and mouth gagged around his head, this gag was one with a cock gag. Jimmy was full of energy; unlike me.
“Hpmhphh!” – Jimmy angrily screamed through his dummy gag to the two women.
“Look Joanne, out little girl is trying to speak her first words, isn’t that cute?” – Captain Ratched cooed as she tickled her finger under Jimmy’s chin.
“Just look around Jimmy, this is a large prison cell: lager than the one’s you’ve lived in back in England…well get used to it: this is your new home. Over here – behind you Jimmy for you haven’t seen it yet is a large pink girly crib for you to sleep in when our baby girl is sleepy.” – Joanne wickedly cooed and teased the vile rapist.
“And not forgetting Joanne, the well decorated pampered cell: with pink wallpaper and Disney princesses painted around the cell to give one that girly feeling.” – Captain Ratched smiled with delight.
Joanne walked up to the tied down Jimmy:
“Soon you’ll have to wear nappies full time, since little girls like you isn’t potty trained. You will never be able to use the big girl’s toilet ever again. And next to your large pink crib is also a large pink changing table for you to get used to getting changed by your beefy gay daddy and his uncle friends.” – Joanne coolly whispered into the fallen man’s left ear, who finally cried his eyes out.
“But Jimmy, you still need to learn your new way of life: of course you cannot see, but tattooed across your ass on both bum cheeks in Comic Sans font is:
Baby Girl for Daddy
Just to remind you personally that you’re daddy’s little bitch girl. Your prison number is tattooed in pink Gothic inside your right elbow:
I’d know you’d like it!” – Joanne giggled with sadism.
“But before surgery like Mr. Appleton, I think you need to learn to be a woman…and to experience that of what your victims went through from your cock.” – Captain Ratched smiled as she revved up the massive orgasm machine that women use to please themselves.
“What lies behind you Jimmy, is a 15inch thick erected dildo that automatically rotates and pushes in and out of one’s naked and hairless pussy, I think it’s time to pop your anal cherry don’t you?” – Joanne smiled down wickedly at the ex-vile rapist.
“Hhmmpah!” – Jimmy begged as he tried to wiggle out of his straps, hearing the dildo machine moving closer then finally feeling the dildo touch his bum crack.
“In time you’d want to be ass-fucked and suck men’s cocks at the same time. Happy love making Jimmy: be a good girl for the machine, in time you’ll learn to love it and soon want the real thing from daddy: Bye bye.” – Joanne cooed to Jimmy then walked up to the door.
Before leaving Captain Ratched turned up the level of fucking to level 5: making sure that Jimmy’s quickie is fast and painful before his surgery with Dr. Conway. Captain Ratched escorted Governor Ryder out of cell #13 then locked the door: hearing Jimmy’s cries and screaming through his cock gag.
“That was fun to watch. You see his eyes?” – Captain Ratched commented to her boss.
“I did, we’ll tell the ladies at the staff’s lunch break. Now it’s time for my meeting with the Prime Minister. I see you later Marie.” – Joanne smiled thanking her right-hand woman, then left Level 2 to go back to her office to meet with the PM…
This Story is written by Croc.