My name is Cindy and I would like to tell you of a story that happened to me when I was a teen. Oh how I thought I knew everything then, and I was driving my uncle crazy with my late nights, not calling, coming home at all hours. He tried to talk to me but I would have none of it and told him so in a few very colorful words. Well that put him over the edge. He knew that I was more than likely into drugs and alcohol, and somewhat promiscuous. So one night when I came home, I got a real surprise.

"What's this?" I asked as I came through the door and saw four strangers in our house.

"Cindy dear these people are from the Horizon School, they are here to take you up there for a few months"

"Horizon School?...What's that a boarding school?....your getting rid of me?"

"Cindy this is a school for incorrigible girls," My Uncle said.

"Well we like to think of it as a hospital of sorts for girls that need extra support." A woman said as she sat on our couch.

"Cindy since your parents died you have been in trouble with the police, at school, and here at home and I just don't know how to deal with you and I'm afraid that you will get hurt, pregnant or something worse"

"No Way...I'm not going to some school you can just forget it Uncle Al." I said and turned to leave. Two men had made there way around me and when I turned they grabbed my arms tight.

"Hey...let me go."

"Cindy .....Cindy...You have no option here....I have committed you for a minimum of three months."

"But Uncle Al...you can't....I won't do anything bad again." Realizing that I was about to be taken away from my friends and my home."

"I'm sorry Cindy but you have to go...you will thank me for this later in life...now go with these people and I will visit on weekends"

"No Uncle Al...I promise I will be good ...give me another chance...Oh please...I promise"

"Cindy don't make this hard on yourself...if you don't come with us like a good girl we will have to put you in a jacket." The lady held up a white straight jacket and I looked at it with wide eyes. I had never seen one in real life before.

"NO"I Yelled and I brought my arms way up and pulled them down hard trying to get the men to release me but it was no use and they drug me over to the women holding my arms out. I kicked and screamed as my hands went into the sleeves and they held me tight as the jacket was placed around my body and my arms were folded like I was hugging myself.

The straps in back were chinched tight until I could only take in shallow breaths. And something was brought up between my legs and chinched tightly.

"Oh please Uncle Al....please...I want to stay with you...I'll do anything....I promise."

I kept pleading as I struggled against the men, while they buckled me into the jacket. I then threw myself on the floor and started to kick but the three men soon had me lifted up and was carrying me out of the house. The lady led the way to a white van that was parked in the drive.

"Let me go...I have rights.....I'll sue the shit out of all you bastards." I yelled as they put me into the van and I fell on a mattress in the back.

"We will be seeing you a few weeks from now Mr. Case." The woman told my Uncle and the door started to close.

"Wait...wait...Uncle Al please don't…" But the door closed and two men were in the back of the van with me as the other man and the woman got in the front.

We drove for hours as I laid on that mattress in the back and the woman would tell me of how I was going to learn new things and be a good girl from now on. She told me that they had ways of disciplining young ladies and make them docile again.

"What you should of gotten a long time ago was a good spanking to your bare bottom and we wouldn't be doing this right now"

"Screw you….my parents would never let anybody lay a hand on me and your not going to either.....you bitch." The men sat on stools and just watched me and would smile when I made a nasty comment. The van stopped then after rolling down the window and talking to someone we drove on a little ways.

When I was taken from the van I looked up at a huge three story building it had flood lights all around it bearing there lights on the building itself and the grounds witch was all grass except for the driveway. I looked down the drive to see a large gate and a high fence with razor wire on it.

I had heard of these places they were like boot camps for kids and they would treat kids like they were in the military to get them to obey. I didn't like the looks of it at all and I was starting to get scared. I was taken inside and down a long hall to an elevator. Every door and even the elevator was activated by a key card. I was walking with the men now as they hand hold of my upper body. I was then placed in a small padded room with only a door and no window and left there.

"Cindy Case come with me please." A large man opened the door and helped me to my feet. He led me down a hall to another door where a lady behind the desk buzzed us in.

"New Arrival on the floor !" He yelled and led me to the door to the immediate right. This room looked like some kind of shower room. I had been in jail before and I knew that I would be strip searched. Two other men came in one with a clip board.

"So this is Cindy Case.....Well let's get her out of that suit." They undid the jacket and hung it up on a hook.

"Get undressed girl." One of the guards said. I slowly started to undress. I had never been searched by a man before. The police always had a woman search me.

"Come on...come on ....We don't have all night."

I was soon standing in just my bra and underwear...."Get it all off now." I slid down my panties and took off my bra and covered myself with my hands.

"Get over here to the shower." I walked over to the shower that he had turned on and got in the water.

"Here use this soap...all over your body...make sure you get your crotch and under arms, legs and your butt crack." One man said and he turned off the water. The other two were talking in the corner just watching me out of the corner of there eyes. I took the soap and started to lather my body. The man watched me making me get more in between my legs and up my crack.

"Don't touch it to your head or you won't have any hair up there." He said.

I thought he was kidding until I started to rinse off and all my pubic hair, the little that I had, started to slide off my body and down the drain.

"Oh...shit...what's going on?"

"It's hair removal...keep going."

After I rinsed I was handed some shampoo and I washed my hair. He handed me a towel and I dried off. I was then made to stand there while they looked up my nose in my ears and down my throat. Then two of the men held my upper arms while another put on a rubber glove.

"Spread your legs wide and crouch down." The man got behind me as the two men held my arms up along with some of my weight. I felt his gloved hand at my opening and he soon took two fingers and pushed them up into my vagina.

"Oh god I hate this." I said as the man fingers went in deep and felt all around my depths.

"Ok just bend over." The other two men helped as I leaned over with my legs spread and my arms way out to each side. His finger found my anus and he pushed one in and then took a second finger and pushed it in as well.

"Oh shit...that hurts...damn it." He probed around a long time.

"Ok She's clean." He said as he pulled his gloved fingers from my hole.

"Put these on and well take you to your dorm." One of the men threw me a pair of green pants and shirt. They looked like surgical scrubs and there were no pockets and a draw string to tighten my pants. It was now late at night. I was led through a big room that had a employee station and some papers were dropped off there and I was then led to one of the double doors off the big room.

"This is your bed." The man said in a whisper

I climbed into it and laid there awake. It was almost like jail but there were allot of other girls asleep around me. In the morning I was awaken by commotion and I saw that each girl was dressed like me. Some of the girls looked really tough and some had tattoos.

Through out the days I started to get to know some of the girls and we would be in group together that's where you talk about respect for others and yourself. You learn to be nice. You also talk about drugs and alcohol and how its bad for you. The second day I was there One girl Kathy got in the face of one of the therapist. I knew that some of the girls were on medication none was ever given to me. But Kathy was one of the tough girls in the dorm. She pointed her finger right at the therapist face and I could see the guards starting to congregate.

"You are the fu&*^%$ problem...You think you know us...well you never lived in our houses missy." Kathy was right in her face. As soon as she touched the therapist with the tip of her finger the guards were on her in a flash...They grabbed her and she fought hard scraping one with her finger nails. She was taken down the hall to a room and the door closed and locked behind her. After the session I asked what they did with her.

"She will be in solitary for a week maybe more...they will spank her bottom and give her passive therapy until she comes out here and apologizes."

"Passive therapy...what's that?''

"It where they give you a soothing enema to calm you down....the only problem is that it hurts like hell"

That same day one of the girls was taken to another room for refusing her medication. I was ok for a day or so then I started to feel edgy...I felt like I wanted some drugs...but when I asked the girls there was none around.

"Damn I could really use a toke or something." I said. That night at dinner I just lost it.

"This food taste like crap.....I won't eat it"I took the tray and threw it across the room. The guards where coming after me and I ran from them, climbing on the tables and hopping from one to the other stepping in peoples food, eluding the guards. One finally reach up and grabbed my hand and I slipped and fell to the tables surface. I kicked and screamed and called them names as they led me into one of those rooms.

The room was padded with only a thing that looked like a kneeling pew. I fought with the three guards as they untied my pants and pulled them off of me. they then placed me on a slanted padded table and tied my hands to the tables head. I fought and twisted and turned as they did this. My legs were kneeling on the padded rest just a few inches off the floor and they spread my legs wide and tied them there so now my bottom was up in the air.

"You son of bitches you better let me go....I have rights you know."

I felt something cool and thick being sprayed on my bottom cheeks. I then herd a loud "WOOOOSH"And my bottom stung out with intense pain.

"OWWWWW DAMN YOU !" I said as I looked back just in time to see a paddle with holes in it come down and hit me hard again.

"Damn it quit" "WOOOSH ........SMACK........WOOSH........SMACK !!"

I cussed and swore with every hit and soon my bottom burned and tears came to my eyes but I kept calling them names. After getting twenty five of the swats my bottom stung. They released me from the padded table and led me through another door.

This room was tiled and had another padded table in the middle it had a place for my head and was a big upside down U shape at the bottom. The men literally picked me up and placed me on the table so the my legs were up against padded dowels that stuck up out of the tables top and my pelvis was just off the table surface. My legs were spread wide up against the dowels and strapped to them so that my legs now looked like I was in a frogs position. My head fit into a space so that I looked at the floor and my whole body was strapped down.

"You let me go you assholes."

My bottom was fully exposed with my legs spread apart and my hands were strapped to the tables top so that my hands fit around a metal rod that I held onto. My head was so tight in the hole that my teeth were clinched tight. I tried to struggle against the restraints as I yelled out obscenities. I then heard music playing it sounded like some type of classical music and I continued to yell.

The tables bottom started to move and it dropped down a few inches leaving my open privates to the guards to do what they wanted.

"What are you going to do ? Fuck me in the ass ?" I yelled

"I'll bring up charges"

I then felt a gloved hand on the small of my bare behind and another one at my hole. I had forgotten about the passive enema the girls had told me about. The gloved finger slipped into my bottom and twisted and turned around inside me then a second finger was pushed in.

"Damn it you're hurting me you son ....owwwwww…" As he stretched my hole wide by spreading his fingers apart. He then pulled them out. I laid there looking at the floor cussing and screaming. My bottom already sore from the spanking. Something metal was then inserted into me and it was cold and big. I then felt something being pushed way up inside me.

"Owwww...Shit that hurts....damn you quit"

I felt something else slide into me not as far though....I started to just scream out as hot water was being gushed up into me. The water would gush and then stop and gush again. My insides were being filled up with hot water and soon my belly cramped a bit.

"Stop it ...stop it it's hurting me....stop it " My stomach filled and the spurts of gushing water would squirt up into me. I would then feel a little relief like the water was being drained but the water never stopped being pumped into me. Then the pressure would build again and I would plead for them to stop. For more than a hour hot soapy water would be pumped into me and then released. There was something soothing about the enema but I wasn't going to tell them that. Soon I was just moaning and growning as the water flowed in and out of me. The pressure would build so it felt like I had to go real bad and then it would be released just as I thought I couldn't stand it any more.

"You're feeling better now aren't you Cindy?" One of the guards asked.

I refused to talk to him, the music was still playing and I had my eyes closed feeling the water invade my body. The men took turns pumping the water in me and soon I was almost asleep. My bottom was very sore when I felt the longer tube being pulled from inside me. I felt the other tube taken out and then the metal thing was pulled from my bottom. Something long and big was then pushed in.

"Oweeeeee.......DDDAAAAAMMMMNNNN"I screamed as the thing was wide and stretched my hole wide I then heard some hissing and a fullness inside me.

"There, that will hold her," One of the guars said. I was then released from the table and My bottom hurt just to walk.

"Take that thing out of me," I snapped.

"Sorry that's your plug and you will have to where it until your out of solitary"The men then led me to the next room that was a padded room with no bed and only a toilet. They pushed me in and my hands went right for my butt. The door closed and I was thrust into darkness except for a small light over the toilet. I felt the thing in my bottom and it was round with a small nipple on it. I tried to take hold of it and pull it out but the balloon inside me was too bit and it hurt. I was left there through the night. I couldn't hear any other sounds except for my own heart being. I was scared and I hurt and I just wanted out of there.

In the morning I was given a sandwich and a carton of milk and left alone, at lunch I was given a sandwich and a carton of milk and the trash from breakfast was taken away. After the dinner sandwich three men led me back to the first room. I started to struggle and fight as they tied me back onto the spanking table. I got twenty five more swats and then taken back to the next room. I was placed back on the U shaped table where the plug in my bottom was removed and the metal thing that held the tubes in me was put in it's place. I screamed and yelled and I spent the next hour or two getting the enema. This time the pressure would build even more and I was more uncomfortable. I was then taken back to the padded room and left there.

Each time they would come and get me to spank me and give me my enema I would fight them. After the fourth day I pleaded with them to not do it...I didn't want to be in solitary anymore. The enemas were soothing only at first and then they would become extremely painful as my body was made to hold more and more of the fluid before it was drained. I hated to be alone in that room and now was even fighting the guards when it was time to go in there.

On the seventh day I just cried and pleaded with the guards the whole time. I didn't call them names or fight with them in hopes of them being nice. But that night after I got my enema they didn't empty my belly and when I got up my stomach took on a pregnant look. That night I rolled from one side to the other with my belly full of fluid.

"Cindy it's time for you to come and apologies."

The guards helped me up and I held my protruding belly as I walked.

"Where are we going?"

"You will go and tell the girls in the dining room how sorry you are."

I was led out of the three rooms that I had seen for the last seven days and down the hall with no pants on.

"Oh can't I go to the bathroom please ?" I cried and tears rolled down my face.

I was taken to the dinning room where all the girls were watching me enter and the guards took me to a small pedestal. The lady that was in our house was there. I was made to stand in front of all the girls with just my top on and my belly sticking out from me.

"Cindy....don't you have anything to say to the girls for disturbing there dinner?" The woman said.

"I'm sorry," I said in a hasty fashion.

"And what are you sorry for?"

"I'm sorry for disturbing your dinner."

"And what did you do to disturb there dinner ?"

I knew that this lady was making me stand up here and humiliate me.. I didn't know what to say.

"I'm sorry for standing on the table."

"What else ?"

My mind reeled but couldn't think of anything else.

"Are you sorry for throwing your food?"

"Oh yes sorry for throwing my food."

"Cindy now turn around and bend over."

I slowly turned around and I heard the girls make "oh's...owee"noises when they saw my bottom.

"Now you remain that way until all the girls eat."

My body heaved with sobs as my belly hurt and I had my bottom stuck out to the crowed of girls with a plug in it. I placed my hands on my knees to hold myself up and my legs were wobbly from the extra weight. After each girl had eaten there breakfast I was taken to the shower room where the plug was deflated and taken out of my sore bottom. The fluid inside me gushed to the shower floor and I just held on to the wall in pain as it burned my hole coming out.

I was made to wash always with the special soap and then I was given new clothes and taken back with the other girls. In group that day we talked about my punishment and how everyone felt about me being punished. The consensus was that the girls thought the punishments to hard.

"Well I'll tell you something ....I wont go back...and I'm going to do my best to go home."

For the rest of my stay I was a model resident of Horizon school many girls went to solitary and I saw them just as I with there belly's full and there bottom black and blue. Some would have to stand in the dinning room some in the dorm. Where ever they committed there offence that's where they were humiliated. One girl wouldn't say she was sorry for her misbehavior and she was taken back for another seven days. She couldn't sit during therapy for a week after that.

When I got home I was a good girl for a few months but I soon returned to my old ways...One night I was met by four people in my house....but that's another story.