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Views: 1945 Created: 2013.05.12 Updated: 2013.05.12

Undercover in Prison

Undercover in Prison

I wrote this story out of boredom, it can stand alone, or I can write more about it... not sure yet. I'm sorry for the eventual mistake I surely made, as many of you know English is not my mother tongue. I hope you enjoy... ( I sure did, writing this...)

The door opened and you turned around shocked still by the news that have just been delivered to you. I am lead inside, cuffed and ready to be processed by you, doctor.

You stand up from your desk where no doubt you have been readying my file just dropped in front of you. What you don't know and what all the police department don't know - minus the chief and a couple of other people - is that I am still undercover and will submit to all of this out of dedicacy for my job.||

The two female agents that are frogmarching me push me into the infirmary of Peterborgh Women Correctional Facility where you, doctor, are now standing. A look of disappointment cross your face and undercover or not I can't stand it. I bow my head and look down at the floor blushing. I have already been submitted to the gaze of all my team, incredously first then angered and betrayed after.

The charges against me are easy enough: corruption and bribery. A corrupted cop that has left many unsolved crimes for her own turnabout. I had been chased away from my own team downtown with a long car chase to end up being cuffed on the side of the road by one of the rookie of the team no less. I shudder remembering the processing with all my friends watching.

"Former Agent Kutvies to be processed for entrance, doctor." The angent on my right spat my name as if burned by it. I am not looking good in their eyes, I'm dirty, corrupted in need of punishment.

You clear your throat and nod, signaling for them to remove the chains holding my wrist and ankles. You walk forward and stood in front of me, your eyes plead with mine for a second to let you understand what happened, but I can't hold your gaze for long... and I drop it back again.

"Alright..." you said finally "remove your clothes." then you walk away back to your desk leaving me feeling totally alone and cold. I close my eyes and sigh while starting to do what you asked, soon I am standing naked in front of your desk, ready to submit to further humilitation.

Once again you walk around your desk and motioned for me to sat on the examination table. You pass a hand through my hair, check my ears and nose carefully, even ordering me to blow my nose to make sure I have nothing inside. You make me look into a light as you check my eyes, and then order me to open my mouth for your to check it, you leave me with my mouth open wide, pressing with your gloved fingers my gum, shining a light down my throat.

You then order me to drink a foul tasking conconction that I know would make me throw up soon enough, and proceede to complete my check up. My pressure is next and you wrap the cuff first on my right arm and then on the other silently looking me in the eyes. I feel the first cramps on my stomach not soon after you remove the cuff and you have me expell the content of my stomach in a bowl "That would be sent to be examined in the lab" you told me cooly as I stood up again.

I'm back on the table and you carefully ausculted my back and chest, making me breath deeply and then cough, like we often did in our homely games. Then I'm on my back, legs bent and spread open, as you carefully insert a speculum inside my vagina to check me out for counterband. You had me squat down from the table and cough multiple times.

I'm back on the table and this time I'm on my knees, face and shoulders pressed against the mattress of the table as you insert the nozzle of the enema I'm about to receive. "Deep breath..." you murmur and let the water wash inside of me. I can see the two female guards still watching, enjoying my humiliation and grinning to each other.

You stand by the table looking down at me the whole time my belly is being filled with cold and soapy water. My eyes began to water soon enough, the humiliation and knowledge to have angered and disappointed you is too much to bear.

"Don't cry now." you spat unmoved "You should have thought of this before." you pass a hand in your hairs and then shake your head "What the hell were you thinking? No... even better, when did you start not to use your brain???" You growl at me and I feel the first sting of pain as you slap my overly exposed ass.

"I...I'm sorry..." I whisper brokenly but you keep slapping my ass not listening to me.

"The court has fixed the date of the prisoner trial on July 2014." one of the guard says helpfully and I gringe shutting my eyes, one year for the trial to be set up, and I hope less time for me to approach the person I need to approach and gain the information we all need. Then I would be out of here and would regain the trust and respect of all the people I have lost and cared.

"She will be placed in solitary." The doctor said and turned to look at the now empty back. He nodded to one of the guard that approached me, taking my hands again and placing them behind my back before cuffing me again. "Keep her in cuff until I came back. She is not to move from this position, she is not to leak any."

Then the doctor walked out, leaving me with the two guards.

I don't know how long it take for the doctor to came back but the cramps had me moaning in pain for a while. Once he is back I am lead to a bassin on the corner, ordered to squat down and defecate. Again everything would be sent to a lab to be examined.

I stay like that for a good 15 minutes until the doctor knelt beside me and with some toilet paper clean me. "Stand up." he ordered, and it is a bit difficult to comply with my hands tied behind my back. "Go to the shower." I do and I am spryed down with a powder and douched down by the two guards. No a centimeter of skin is left dry.

I am taken back to the doctor and soon my pussy and anal region are shaved clean and then spryed again with some kind of antibactherial thing. My hands are finally released and I am given a pink prison suit. I don it with trembling hand, only to discover it's only the top piece. I look up confused and the doctor order me back over to the table.

I sat back up and soon I'm laying back down, my legs spread open as the doctor fasten around me a tick diaper. He then put on me a pair of rubber pants and has me stand up again.

"You will be taken now to your cell, the rules of your stay here hung over the door, I suggest you to learn all of them." then he turned his back on me as the two guards make quick time in slapping cuffs around my ankles and wrist and lead me away.

I can't stand the disappointed gaze I know you are throwing me, but I have a job to do, and I need to do it in order to get out again.

My cell is very spartan, like I knew it would be, it's small, no window and the door is solid metal with just a small opening for the guards to look into. A small cot is in one corner, a potty in the other and a shower stall without walls or curtains in the other. I am placed inside, cuffs removed and left alone.

Over the door the rules that Doctor told me to learn:

1 - inmate must respect prison guards to the fullest, calling them Sir or Madam everytime

2 - inmate don't speak if not given permission

3 - inmate must not masturbate or touch themselves or others

4 - inmate are subjected to enemas every morning and evening before bed

5 - inmate must obey everything that is been told them.

6 - inmate must wear diaper for 60 days after processing

7 - inmate must learn the privilege of solid food and pot use

8 - inmate must sleep 10 hours per day, nap hour must be rispected

9 - inmate must be checked by the doctor once per week, but doctor has the privilege to decide otherwise.

10- inmate doesn't have any rights

Punishment:

1 - Spanking

2 - Pubblic Spanking

3 - Enemas

4 - Pubblic Enemas

5 - Retention Enemas

6 - Clothes removal

7 - Corner time

8 - Forced slavery

9 - Chastity/Sexual devices

10 - Diaper wearing

ALL INMATES ARE SUBJECTED TO CORRECTIONAL SPANKING DUE TO THEIR OFFENCES. DOCTOR IS IN CHARGE OF CHOOSING PUNISHMENT AND CORRECTION.

I groan to myself, now I know I am in for a long investigation...

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