Richard moaned with dread as once more Diane's hand slipped between the crease
of his bottom. He could feel his penis stiffening involuntarily as she continued
to squeeze the tumescent flesh of his member between her legs.
Diane could feel his penis stiffen as she squeezed her legs together. She
stroked his bottom in slow sensuous motions, her fingertips grazing over the
tender membranes of his sphincter. She looked up as the door to the living room
opened admitting both Veronica and Patricia who were laughing as they walked
into the room arm in arm. Veronica held out a long thermometer toward Diane. It
was nearly half an inch in diameter and about ten inches long. "I'm sorry but
the only one I could find was an anal thermometer, I hope it will be all right
for him.. he does look rather flushed." Diane took the thermometer from
Veronica, smiling as she also handed her a small tube of lubricant. Richard
could not see who the other person was with Veronica. He already knew from her
laughter that it was not Wendy or Annette. He was blushing profusely as he felt
a hand on his cheek. He could not see who it was stroking his face as his head
was turned toward the back of the settee. "He does seem rather hot.. perhaps you
should go ahead and put that thing into his bottom." Patricia smiled as she
kneeled down beside the settee her hand still gently stroking Richard's cheek.
With her other hand she gently caressed his back her hand moving slowly down his
body until it rested on the hillock of his buttock. "Shall I hold the cheeks of
his bottom apart so that you can get at the sphincter?" Diane smiled wickedly at
Patricia as she nodded to her. "Yes that would be helpful." Diane looked down at
the boy's face seeing the abject horror on his blushing countenance. She
squeezed her legs together feeling the erect penis throb as she rubbed the flesh
of thighs together. Richard was mortified with embarrassment. He felt cool
fingers insinuate themselves between the cheeks of his bottom and pull the flesh
apart. He felt utterly humiliated as his buttocks were stretched widely apart
exposing his sphincter. He jerked his bottom feeling cold liquid being rubbed
against the sensitive opening. "Keep still now.. and let Diane put some cream on
your bottom." The low well modulated voice of the new girl only increased his
embarrassment as he felt a cold object being pushed firmly against the timid
flesh of his most intimate opening. "Keep still there's a good boy." It was
Diane who spoke this time. " I don't want to hurt you."  Her words were
punctuated with a firm push of the thermometer. Richard shivered as he felt the
cold tube of glass slide up inside him. "Arrggghhh..arrgghh." He could not help
groaning as Diane pushed the thermometer further in. He felt utterly helpless as
the glass tube probed deeper and deeper into his bottom. He shivered more with
embarrassment than physical discomfort as the girls handled him intimately.
"Keep still now, I have to keep it in for about five minutes, so just relax the
cheeks of your bottom there's a good boy." Richard felt the pressure of the
fingers against his buttocks relax and then to his horror a hand slip between
the cheeks of his bottom just at the juncture of his thighs. He could do nothing
to prevent Patricia's gentle fingers encircle the sac of his scrotum and squeeze
and caress the sensitive flesh. "How have you settled into your room? Do you
like my new decorations to the house?" Diane continued to stroke Richard's
buttocks as she spoke to her friend. She smiled and raised her eyebrows to
indicate  Patricia's hand pushed between the cheeks of the boy's bottom.
"Patricia grinned and licked her lips as she answered. "The room is fabulous as
you well know, it is far to rich and lavish. Your mother has already told me how
extravagant you have been, however she did say she was very pleased with
everything." The girl's talked together, seemingly ignoring Richard's naked body
as he lay over Diane's knee. The thermometer which was protruding from the
centre of his buttocks moved suddenly as he tried to contract his sphincter. He
could not help himself as he felt his penis responding to the gentle caress of
Patricia's hand which was still pushed between his thighs as she held his
testicles. Richard was aware of an increasing ache in his penis, aware of every
intimate touch of their hands caressing his buttocks and squeezing his
testicles. He was almost beside himself with emotion as several minutes later
Diane gently extracted the large thermometer from his bottom. "Right.. let's see
what's cooking shall we." She read the thermometer which indicated a temperature
of ninety-eight point six degrees. "Well there doesn't seem to be anything wrong
with you so turn over and I can powder your front. Richard quaked as he heard
the very words he had been dreading. How could he possibly turn over and reveal
his erection to the girls. Surely they must be aware of the state he was in.
Blindly Richard tried to cover himself as he felt the girls begin to turn him
over. He had shut his eyes, contorting his face as he squeezed his eyelids
together. His face was burning red as he blindly tried to put his hands over his
erect penis. He felt a stinging slap on his buttocks as they manoeuvred him,
first on to his side and then on to his back so that his buttocks were rested
across Diane's thighs. "Come along now hands behind your head and lay back, you
are a naughty child." Diane admonished him as she admired the form of the body
below her. Richard's penis was standing straight upwards as he lay with his hips
raised across her legs. Patricia sat back on her heels, carefully examining the
naked young body in front of her as she finished helping Diane manoeuvre the boy
into position. Richard groaned once  more, the only articulation he was capable
of making to signify his extreme embarrassment.

Wendy knocked and entered the room carrying the wine Her Ladyship had chosen to
welcome her daughters friend. "You can put it over there on the table and then
come back in about ten minutes and take Richard to bed." Diane called to the
young maid. Wendy had certainly expected the girl's to be up to something with
Richard in the room, but she had not been prepared for what she saw. She could
not take her eyes off the boy as he lay with hips thrust upwards and his penis
standing straight up from the juncture of his thighs. "Come along Richard hands
underneath your head and open your eyes. I want to introduce you to Miss
Patricia who will be staying a few days. Come along do as you are told or I
shall give you a good smack you naughty boy." Richard opened his eyes to see
both Diane and Patricia looking down at him intently. Veronica moved to stand
behind Patricia, resting her hands on the girl's naked shoulders. "This is our
friend from school, you may call her Miss Patricia." Richard mumbled, his face
flushed beetroot red as his eyes met hers, he was able to see her incredible
beauty before he quickly averted his eyes. "You needn't be so shy, she's not
going to bite you." Richard dropped his eyes, looking down the length of his
body. He was horrified to see Patricia's hand reach out and rest on his tummy,
just above his pubic hair. "Put some powder on here and I'll rub it in for you."
She said to Diane as she began to move her hand in a circular motion over the
boys soft skin. Diane poured talcum powder generously over his tummy, moving the
tin above his penis she shook the tin instantly covering his penis and testicles
in powder. Patricia moved her hand down over his pubic hair and delicately took
hold of his penis between her slender fingers. Richard groaned feeling his penis
throb as her cool fingers brushed over the very tip of the glans. He watched in
horror as she slid her fingers down the shaft pulling the foreskin until the
skin was stretched tightly from underneath the bell shaped head. She held him
firmly as she cupped her other hand underneath his testicles raising them from
between his legs. Richard felt his penis begin to throb uncontrollably between
her fingers, he could not inhibit the involuntary movements of his hips as she
slowly slid the foreskin back up over the rim of the glans. "Well you are a
sensitive young boy, however I suppose you can't help yourself. You just try and
keep still while I rub this into your penis." Patricia deliberately drew
attention to his erection as she quickened the motion of her fingers up and down
the shaft of his penis. She squeezed his testicles in quick motions, letting her
fingernails trail across the underside of his scrotum and the perineum of
sensitive flesh between scrotum and sphincter. She smiled displaying beautiful
white teeth as Diane slipped her hand between the boy's legs and pushed her
fingers up between the crease of his bottom. Richard reluctantly thrust his hips
upwards as he felt Diane push her forefinger against his sphincter. "Arggghhhh
arggghhh." He groaned out loud as he felt her finger push past the sensitive
opening and spear his bottom. "You are a baby aren't you." Said Diane as she
pushed her finger deep into his anus. Veronica knelt down beside the settee and
delicately scraped her fingers over the boy's nipples. She leaned her head over
his and looked into his eyes. "Just relax, there's a good boy while I give you a
little kiss good night. He watched mesmerised as Veronica lowered her beautiful
face over his. He felt the merest pressure as she touched her full lips to his.
The kiss acted as a cue to Patricia who increased the speed and pressure of her
fingers upon the young boy's member. Her long nails occasionally grazing the
sensitive rim around the glans at the head of his penis as she rapidly pulled
the foreskin up and down the shaft. "Argggghhh
argggghhhhh..argggggghhhhhhhhhhhh.. pleeeeease.. Misss..ss. Richard was unable
to control himself as Patricia skilfully manipulated his most sensitive parts.
Diane curled her finger inside him, moving her fingertip firmly over the
prostate gland. "Arrgggggghhhhh arrggggggg.. mmmmmmpphhh." Richard's moans were
cut short as Veronica fastened her lips over his. She held him in a long kiss
before raising her head and watching as he gasped for air. Patricia increased
her grip on his penis and quickened her tempo as she felt the flesh throb
uncontrollably. "There's a good boy, just relax now." Veronica's words excited
the boy even further as semen spurted from the tip of his penis.
"Arrrrrggggghhh..  arrgggghhhh  Ooooooooo ohh  oh..Pleee  ...eeease n'no
mmoore. "Richard cried out  almost incoherently as the girl's prolonged his
orgasm. Patricia coolly squeezed his testicles, watching as the sticky white
fluid continued to erupt from the tip of the penis. She squeezed her legs
together in delight as she watched the boys hips writhe uncontrollably in front
of her. His orgasm seemed to go on forever as they stimulated every part of him.
Patricia squeezed from the base of his penis, pulling her fingers slowly
upwards. She watched fascinated as the last drops of semen escaped from the
opening. The girls looked on intently, noting his every movement and expression
as his body subsided from the frenzied gyrations of his orgasm. Their soft hands
stroked him gently, Diane pulled her finger carefully from his tender bottom.
Richard's body shivered in small spasms as he lay helplessly before the young
girls. Veronica got up to fetch the maid as Patricia laid his penis down between
his legs and moved closer to his head. She looked down at his face for a few
moments before bending her head and kissing his parted lips. Wendy returned with
Veronica, they had brought warm water, flannels and a towel. Wendy watched
intently as they carefully washed the boy's penis and testicles before soaping
his tummy and chest. They washed him and patted him dry, before turning him over
and washing between the cheeks of his bottom He blushed profusely as they made
him kneel. His knees were rested on the settee cushions to the side of Diane's
thighs. His body formed a bridge over her legs with his hands pressed into the
cushioned seating at the other side. Patricia powdered between the crease of his
bottom her slender fingers intimately running over the membranes of the
sphincter. Diane cupped his penis and testicles as they hung downwards. She
applied powder, marvelling in the soft feel of the flesh as she caressed him.
They made him stand beside the settee as they handed his dressing gown to Wendy.
"He doesn't need that on, it's a warm night. Take him to bed now, there's a good
girl." Diane smiled at the young maid as she instructed her. Patricia took hold
of Richard's penis and before he could protest pulled back the foreskin. "Will
you put some more talcum powder on his penis, especially behind the foreskin
before you tuck him in." Wendy blushed as Patricia indicated the tender flesh.
Richard tried to cover himself but was stopped by a sharp slap across his bottom
from Diane. Hands on your head, quickly now. Richard's face coloured a deep red
as she took his wrists and placed his hands on his head. Patricia pulled the
boy's foreskin further back stretching the skin. "Can you see where I mean
Wendy?" Patricia was enjoying herself watching the young maids cheeks blush a
deep red as she was made to look down at Richard's penis. "Yes Miss, I'll put
some on, shall I take him up now?" Wendy was feeling sorry for the boy and hoped
that she might alleviate him from any further embarrassment. "All right Wendy
off you go, you may put your hands down now Richard and walk with them at your
sides. Off you go then both of you." Diane spoke kindly as she watched Richard
walk stiff legged behind the young maid.


Lady Rawlings looked across the magistrate's court at the young defendant. His
face was blushing with shame as she summed up the proceedings. He was seventeen
years old and from a good family background. His parents, it transpired had
recently moved to the mainland and it was during this short period, while
staying with school friends, that he had committed the offences for which he was
now on trial.
He was tall and good looking and Lady Marwood had decided earlier that day that
perhaps this was an ideal opportunity to repay a few favours, both good and bad.
She watched the face of the burly sergeant who was standing behind the
defendant. He had an expression of eager anticipation on his face, which her
Ladyship found distasteful. As she reached the words "Pure hooliganism" She
noticed the sergeant smile with satisfaction. These words could only mean one
punishment in a Manx courtroom... The Birch! "So young man, I am afraid that I
have no alternative but to sentence you to six strokes of the birch." The
sergeant almost liked his lips as the sentence was pronounced. Lady Marwood's
eyes however were on the young defendant. She saw his face turn ghostly white
and his hands clutch the rail of the dock as he heard her words. "Take him down
would you sergeant." She watched the sergeant take hold of the young man's arm
and roughly escort him from the dock.
Lady Marwood had always been irritated by the obvious delight the sergeant took
in birching young boys. She had heard small snippets of gossip amongst the staff
at the courtroom cells pertaining to the sergeant's interest in young men. It
was rumoured that he took delight in keeping them stripped naked for several
hours before he applied the birch. Lady Marwood had no intention of letting that
happen on this occasion. Before the court had convened she had checked to make
sure that the medical officer was still on holiday. The rules forbade any
birching without medical supervision. She had arranged after hearing the
evidence, that he be transported to the local women's jail. The governor, who
was a personal friend of Her Ladyship had made the rest of the arrangements for
her. Lady Rawlings left the courtroom and retired to the Judges chambers. She
had decided to forego the pleasure of seeing the sergeant's disappointment at
losing the pleasure of birching the young man.

Sarah Wallis looked at the naked young girl standing before her. The girl was
quite pretty with firm young breasts, narrow waist and long slim legs. Beside
the girl stood two female warders. It was normal practice for the warders to be
present during a prisoner's medical examination. The young doctor had already
examined the girls heart and respiration and had donned rubber gloves in
preparation for an internal exploration. Without hesitation Sarah knew what was
expected of her at this stage. 'If we can't have a little enjoyment.' She mused
as she looked at the girl's breasts, noting the erected nipples. Sarah had
caught the pretty blonde warder looking at her when they had first brought the
girl into the examination room. She knew immediately from her admiring glances
and demure looks that the young warder was interested in her. Both warders were
dressed in dark jackets and skirts. Each wore a white cotton shirt with
navy-blue tie. The taller of the two warders wore her jet black hair tied back
in neat bun. The skirts they wore were cut to the knee. Both girls had excellent
figures, their long legs had been tanned by the summer sun, were in sharp
contrast to the pale flesh of their naked charge.

Sarah had received a phone call from Lady Rawlings during the morning. She had
easily changed her day's schedule at the medical centre and instead attended the
women's jail as requested. It was not until Sarah had arrived that she was
informed of her duties for that day. Normally the prison authorities resident
medical officer carried out the medical examinations, but as he was on holiday,
she had been asked by the governor if she would she be able to deputise for him
as there were several new admissions to be examined. It had only been ten
minutes ago that she had been asked by the governor to attend also the birching
of a young man who was being escorted to the jail. It was then that Sarah
realised why she had been asked by Lady Rawlings rather than the governor to
deputise for the regular medical officer.
"Place your legs apart for the doctor." The sharp command came from the taller
dark haired young warder who bent down and slapped the inside of the young
girl's thighs, making her stand with her legs spread widely apart. "Hands behind
your head." Another sharp command followed by a harder slap upon the girl's
bottom. Sarah looked at the young blonde haired warder who had placed the girl's
hands behind her head. She could be no older than twenty-two she thought, yet
her authority over the prisoners was absolute. Sarah stepped forward and placed
her hand between the young girl's legs. "Breathe in deeply." Sarah spoke sweetly
to the young girl as she firmly pushed her finger up into her vagina. The girl
gasped as she felt the cold rubber of the doctor's glove enter her. "Deep
breaths now and try and relax." Sarah was well aware that the girl would find it
impossible to relax as she began to rotate her finger, causing her slender body
to squirm. Another smack descended on to her beautifully rounded bottom as the
warden admonished her once more. "Keep still for the doctor." Sarah increased
the momentum of her finger, causing the young girl to tremble from head to foot.
Abruptly she withdrew her finger and gestured for the warders to bend the girl
over. Sarah could not help being surprised at the alacrity in which the two
young wardens dealt with the girl. One pushed her down while the other put her
hand between the girl's legs and pulled upwards. The girl was now bent well over
with her legs widely spread. Sarah quickly spread some lubricant on to her
finger and stood behind the girl. The pretty young blonde warden deftly took
hold of each buttock and pulled the flesh apart, looking toward Sarah with a
timid smile. "Arggghh.." The girl could not help moan as her bottom cheeks were
firmly pulled apart. "Keep still girl.. or it will be worse for you." The warder
admonished the girl once more as Sarah gently pushed her finger against the
tightly puckered sphincter of the young prisoner. "Big breaths now." Sarah spoke
softly to the girl as one would to a nervous animal. "Hold still while I feel
inside your bottom"
Sarah pushed firmly against the sphincter with her forefinger, she felt the
muscle of the sphincter contract over her finger as it slid right up inside the
young girl's bottom. "Oops.. there we are." Sarah slowly rotated her finger
inside the girl, making her gasp at the intimate examination. With her free hand
she felt between the pale smooth flesh of her widely spread legs, locating the
soft folds of flesh covering her vagina. Without preamble she slipped two
fingers gently up into the vagina. "Arrgggghhhh." The young girl moaned as she
felt the doctor's fingers slide into her.
Sarah quickly began to rotate her fingers, occasionally making a scissors motion
as she stimulated the sensitive membranes inside the tight fleshy orifice. The
young girl could not help responding as the doctor probed inside her. She
clenched her teeth as one of the wardens suddenly grasped her nipples and
squeezed the soft flesh. The warder pulled hard on the delicate nubs of her
breasts, stimulating the tender flesh to hard points of desire. Sarah smiled
seeing the warden that had been holding the girl's buttocks, bend on one knee
and start to softly caress the insides of her thighs.
Although she could not see her, Sarah was also aware of the second warder
squeezing and caressing the young girl's nipples. "Arrrgggghhhh...ooooohhhhhh."
The young prisoner moaned loudly as she was reluctantly forced towards an
orgasm. "Just relax there's a good girl." She heard one of the warders say as
she began to climax. "Arrrrrgggghhhhhh...ooooohh.. Please I.. I can't stand
it.." The young warden who was gently stroking the girl's thighs smiled up at
the doctor and suddenly slapped the girl hard on the bottom. Sarah watched the
naked young girl as she fought for breath, her young flesh quivering erratically
with sexual excitement. She bucked wildly, her hips writhing in abandonment as
she reached her orgasm. Sarah diligently kept up the pace with her fingers, only
slowing as the girl gasped, pleading for them to stop. Gently Sarah took her
finger from the girl's bottom and withdrew her other fingers from inside the
moist vagina. Almost tenderly she cupped the pubic mound and squeezed
reassuringly. "There... there.. that wasn't so bad was it now?" The warders let
the girl up, gently holding her upright between them. Sarah smiled at the young
prisoner. "Off you go now.. there's a good girl." The warders both smiled at the
young doctor. Sarah again noticed that demure look from the younger of the two.

John Gilbert was standing in the centre of the tiled admission room. To one side
of the room was a small leather padded trestle. Several lengths of rubber hose
lay on the stainless steel trolley. Around the room were other trolleys and
shelves containing an assortment of syringes, nozzles and various medical
apparatus. To the far end of the room were two large baths; lower than domestic
baths, they had large support handles set into the sides. One of the baths was
half filled with hot water. The young man looked at the two nurses standing in
front of him. Both wore white linen tunics with rubber aprons. Behind him
standing legs astride were the two young female warders who had escorted him
from the cells at the courthouse. He looked at the nurses in front of him. One
of them he estimated to be about thirty-five years old, the other was much
younger. The older of the two smiled at him, not unkindly as she addressed him.
"I hope you are going to co-operate so that we can get this over quickly. Do you
understand?"  John nodded his head. He shivered at the thought of what was in
store for him.
"Right strip down and put your clothes over there." The nurse indicated a small
table to his right. John blushed profusely, he had never had to expose his body
to a woman before, at least not since he was a child. He began to undress,
taking off his jacket and tie... then his shirt, socks and shoes. There was
complete silence in the room as he looked up to the nurse from placing his shoes
by his pile of clothes. She made no comment but stood waiting for him to
continue. He undid his trousers and sliding them down his legs, stepped out of
them and carefully folding them, placed them on the table. He straightened up
and turned to face the nurse. "Take those off too and come over here." The nurse
moved toward the trestle without a second glance at the young man. John lowered
his underpants and stepped out of them. He held them to his groin, crouching low
as he placed them on the table. He was aware of the young nurse's interested
gaze as he stood covering his genitals with his hands. The two warders smiled at
each other, as they looked his naked buttocks.
He walked toward the trestle crouching low as he tried to cover himself. The
nurses moved to his sides and taking his arms pulled him forward. "Right young
man, bend over the trestle so that your hips, not your tummy, are resting on the
bar. John felt their soft hands coax him forward. A firm pressure against his
shoulders bent him over. He had to uncover himself so that his hands could
support him against the wooden legs of the trestle. The nurses manoeuvred him
until he was bent well over with his hands on the floor. They took hold of his
ankles and spread his legs. The warders moved forward. One stood facing his
head, leaning forward she put her hands on either side of his waist. "Just keep
still now, while nurse gives you an enema." John mumbled incoherently. He had no
real concept of what was going to happen to him, other than that he was to be
birched. The second warder and the young nurse knelt behind him, one to each
side and held his legs apart. The senior nurse picked up a large syringe, which
had already been filled with distilled water and a mild purgative. She
lubricated the large stainless steel nozzle and moved behind him. Placing her
hand between the crease of his bottom she introduced the nozzle to the opening
of his bottom. "Now take a deep breath." She instructed as she pushed the nozzle
firmly up against the tightly puckered sphincter. "Once more now." With those
words she pushed firmly, hearing the boy gasp with shock as the cold metal
suddenly entered his bottom. "Another deep breath." She instructed as she
pressed the plunger firmly. John tried to rear up as the first jets of water
entered him. The warder had watched the nurse and as she had pressed the plunger
she pressed firmly down on the naked boy's waist, making sure he could not move.
"Arrgggghhhh..oooojhhh. John could not help crying out as the nurse pressed the
plunger all the way in. Quickly she withdrew the nozzle, watching the sphincter
close tightly as the nozzle was removed. "Just stay there a minute." She
instructed once more. She laid the syringe back on the trolley and took a gauze
pad which she pushed rudely between the cheeks of his bottom. "Right if you
would take him over there to the cubicle please." The warders helped the boy up
as the young nurse placed her hand between the cheeks of his bottom, pressing
the pad against his sphincter. Between the warders and the young nurse John
walked awkwardly to the toilet cubicle which was situated in a small room
leading off the admission room. The cubicle had no door, consisting only of two
small tiled walls standing about four feet in height. They left him sitting on
the lavatory seat and walked back into the admission room.

It was not long before he felt unable to control the pressure of the water in
his bowels. He evacuated almost immediately, feeling utter relief as he
dispelled the entire contents of his bowels. He wiped his bottom and pressed the
handle, which was set into the wall. He sat back down on the toilet seat and
contemplated his fate. It was the first time he had been alone since sentence
had been passed. He had no idea what happened next; he had heard rumours that
four strokes of the birch was a really severe punishment. Boys at school had
talked of the horror of six strokes of the birch, but no one he knew had ever
experienced it. He just managed to cover his genitals with his hands as the two
young warders appeared. "I hope you have finished." The pretty young warder said
as she beckoned for him to get up. John stood, his hands clutching his groin.
"Right now, hands by your sides and stand up straight." The young warder took
hold of his hands and pulled them away from his groin. "You will learn that
there is no privacy for anyone in Jail, so you had better get used to it."  John
blushed profusely as the young women stood back and looked him up and down.
Right come along, so the nurse can clean you up. The warders escorted him to one
of the baths. "Step in and stand facing me." The warder waited until he had
stepped in; she took him by the waist and turned him to face her. The younger of
the two nurses stepped forward with a flannel and container of strong smelling
liquid soap. She walked around the bath to stand behind the naked boy. Taking
the flannel she dipped it in the water and poured soap on to it. Resting one
hand against the small of his back she started washing his bottom. "Stand with
your legs astride." She instructed, adding more soap to the flannel she pushed
the material between the cheeks of his bottom. "Come along get those legs apart
so that the nurse can get at your bottom." The young warder pushed her hand
between his thighs, pressuring his legs apart. John was blushing profusely as
the nurse bent him forward. He could feel her fingers as she dropped the flannel
and impudently pushed her hand between the cheeks of his bottom,. He gasped as
he felt her finger push up into his sphincter and penetrate deep into his anus.
"Hold still there's a good boy." She pushed harder this time feeling the plump
flesh of the prostate gland. "Do keep still." The warder said sharply as he
tried to evade the intense pressure from within his bottom. Several times john
had tried to cover his genitals, but the warder had firmly moved his hands to
his sides. The young nurse moved her finger vigorously in and out of his bottom,
occasionally applying soap between the crevice of his buttocks.
"Arrgghhh..ooohh." He cried out involuntarily as she gave one final push before
withdrawing her finger from his bottom. The nurse stepped around the bath and
stood beside the warder. The second warder moved behind the boy and taking both
his wrists pulled his arms behind him. The nurse looked at the blushing young
man straight in the eyes, as she took hold of his penis in one hand and
testicles in the other. Her soapy fingers pushed the foreskin of his penis back
as she pulled his scrotum forward from between his legs. John threw his head
back in anguish and humiliation as she soaped his genitals. She deftly
manipulated the foreskin up and down the shaft until she felt it become stiff
between her fingers. Taking more soap and scoop of water in her hand she
continued to soap around his genitals. He tried to evade her touches but the
prison warder held his arms tightly.
John closed his eyes as he felt his penis erecting. He could not bear the
further humiliation of seeing the young prison officers looking at him. He felt
utterly stupid being made to stand naked while a young girl washed his genitals
as if he had no feelings. Once the nurse was satisfied she took a jug from the
trolley and poured water over his erect penis. "Come along step out of the bath,
I want to dry you." John suffered further humiliation as the young nurse dried
him. Casually she moved his erect penis from one side and then to the other as
if it were nothing more than an arm or a leg. "Turn around and bend over and
touch your toes." This instruction was followed by the warders physically
bending him over from the waist. He felt the hands of one of the warders part
his bottom cheeks while the nurse deftly slipped the towel between his legs and
dried between the cheeks of his buttocks.
"Right stand upright and let's have a look at you. John felt his hands being
grasped behind his back as he stood up. The nurse stood back and looked at him.
John felt absolutely humiliated being made to standup, legs astride, in front of
the young nurse with his penis erect. He blushed to an even deeper red as he saw
her smile at his penis standing straight out from between his thighs.
One of the warders went over to a cupboard at the far end of the room while the
second warder held his arms behind his back. She came back with four leather
cuffs. Each cuff had a small metal ring attached to it. Quickly she knelt down
between his legs and strapped a cuff to each ankle. She then moved behind him,
together the two warders strapped the remaining cuffs to his wrists. "Come over
here and bend over and touch your toes." The nurse moved toward the
chromium-plated trolley that was situated near the bath. The warders took his
arms and walked him toward the nurse. John was almost in a daze as they bent him
over once more. He felt the nurses soft fingers gently rub a strong smelling
antiseptic over his buttocks. Standing upright once more John looked down at
himself to see that his penis, although still swollen was hanging down between
his legs. One of the warders took a clip from her tunic pocket and placing his
wrists together behind his back, clipped the leather cuffs together. The warders
stood on either side of him and held his arms. The led him through the doorway
and along the corridor to the doctors office. Sarah was just finished her cup of
tea when she heard the warders knock at the door. "Come in." She shouted as she
got up from the corner of the desk where she had been sitting. She faced the
door as they entered, her eyes quickly appraising the naked boy as he stood
between the two warders. Sarah felt a stab of pity as she looked at the boy's
blushing face and trembling body. Sarah had been aware of her own sexual
predilections for a very long time. She could not help feeling excitement at the
prospect of seeing the boy being birched; at the same time she felt compassion
for him. He was obviously not a village lout, but a very sensitive young man.
She looked at his body as one of the warders unclipped his cuffs and pushed him
forward. Raising his chin she looked into his eyes, seeing the fear and
trepidation he was experiencing. "This won't take long and I am sure it will all
soon be over." She said kindly as she placed the stethoscope in her ears. She
listened to his heart, which was beating wildly. She moved the stethoscope
slowly over his chest. She made him turn around by gently placing her hands on
his shoulders. She listened again moving the stethoscope over his back. "Just
bend over, there's a good boy." She spoke softly to him as she pressed her
fingers gently against his shoulder. John bent over and grasped his ankles. He
felt the doctor's delicate fingers lightly brush over his buttocks. Sarah softly
placed her thumbs between the crevice of his bottom and pulled the cheeks apart.
Satisfied she told him to stand and face her once more. John obeyed, embarrassed
by the sheer beauty of the young doctor, as he stood naked before her. Sarah
gently cupped his chin and turned his face to the side. She stroked the soft
palm of her hand over his chest and stomach; moving her hand down further she
felt his penis throb as she slipped her hand between his legs and cupped his
testicles. "Cough for me will you." She lifted his testicles gently, feeling a
thrill at her intimate contact with the boy. John coughed weakly, his cheeks on
fire with the embarrassment and humiliation he felt. "Cough again... a nice big
one this time. She lifted his testicles feeling the soft balls of flesh move
within the scrotal sac. "There nearly finished now." Sarah took his penis
between her fingers and gently pulled the foreskin back from the glans. She
moved the turgid flesh upward to examine the opening and then gently let go. She
noticed that the flesh had began to swell as she placed her hands on the boy's
shoulders. She could see his bottom lip tremble and his eyes near to tears as he
looked at her. Sarah could not think of anything appropriate to say, although
she was determined to show him kindness when this was all over.


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