>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> WARNING: This story contains strong themes of coercion and forced sexual behavior. It is intended as a work of fiction for ADULTS only, and the writer does not in any way suggest or condone similar behavior. REPOST freely keeping this disclaimer & By SmCyber Please let me know if you like it / want more / have any ideas. If you enjoy this work, take a moment to e-mail the author. Your comments are his only payment. Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author SmCyber unless explicitly indicated. Contact SmCyber c/o HappyJack@operamail.com & IRC #bondagepics on Dalnet >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Lisas' Video 3 By SmCyber This is a copy of the Email Eric sent me after he and his drunken friends had enjoyed the new prisoner Lisa. Hi SmCyber, Re. Prisoner Training Open Days. Thank you for finding time to visit our regional retraining centre yesterday. I hope you found the females used to demonstrate our vigorous retraining program interesting. In particular the young Lisa had a particularly unpleasant evening. As you were leaving a group of drunken trainers arrived, it seems that one of them suggested that Lisa be buggered. This is not uncommon but as the lads had been drinking all day the acts were extraordinarily brutal, considering her inexperience and tender years. You may wish to know that tomorrow morning at 9.00 a.m. I am expecting a further fifty two female prisoners. I understand you have requested the opportunity to witness their induction first hand. Please meet my aide at around 8.50 a.m. in my office, he will make arrangements for you to follow the young ladies first day here. If you wish to arrive earlier please contact Nigel on Ext.. 334 and he will arrange breakfast for you. Hope you find our induction day interesting look forward to meeting you for lunch tomorrow. Yours Eric. Arriving early the next day at approximately 8.00 a.m. I was greeted by Nigel. As promised he had arranged a hearty breakfast. Not surprisingly considering the purpose of the camp, breakfast was served by what I later found out to be a mother and daughter team. Both were naked and sporting nipple jewellery and labia clips which clicked silently as they went about their duties. " If you require anything don't hesitate to get one of the girls to fetch it for you" explained Nigel. The mother was about 33 years old and shuddered when I asked her how long they had been at the camp. Nigel made a polite excuse to leave, as my hands started to wander over the pair of shaven mons. I'd made arrangements with Nigel the previous day for simple relief and after a good breakfast I had both women take turns masturbate me, as I waited patiently in Eric's office for the prison bus to arrive with its consignment of fresh raw material. " Yow party time ! " shouted Nigel from the next room indicating the arrival of the prison bus. From the office window I could see the prison bus arrive, my first impression was that it resembled a typical suburban commuter bus an ordinary bus but on closer inspection bars over its windows could be made out. Pausing for ten or fifteen minutes whilst the security guards checked the paper work and boarded the bus presumably to make a head count allowed me just enough time to roughly poke the mum and come over her daughters innocent face. This done I decided to move down stairs to closer to obtain a closer better look. Shielding my eyes from the early morning sun with both my hands I stared intently at the buses human cargo. Although it was thirty or forty yards away I could clearly make out the faces of those women nearest to me. Their faces were frantically darting around looking for reassurance visibly terrified, some eyes were transfixed on the gate of their new intimidating home. There on the gates before them was a two foot high shield embellished with the symbol of the PCP. Apparently satisfied with the paperwork and the corresponding quota of women inmates the guards stepped from the bus and waved the driver through the high security gates. As the bus passed by my open window I could plainly see not only those women on the side of the bus closest me but also the other prisoners sitting along side them. Around their necks were what appeared to be red steel collars, which attached to chains, held their heads distressingly high. Their arms were outstretched and clamped to bolts fixed into the rear of the seat in front of them. Almost half the women I could see were crying. Three or four of the girls caught sight of me watching as the bus slowed to a standstill opposite the main reception area. Smiling I waved a generously proportioned whip in their direction, those faces not previously crying crumpled and turned away. I decided that today I would watch the induction of these women into the mass rape ways of the retraining camp. By the time I arrived at the reception hall the fifty two female prisoners had been decanted from the bus and herded like animals inside. At the front of the austere brightly lit hall on top a small stage area the duty officer had already started calling the register of names of today's unfortunate female prisoners. Standing in front of him, astride broad white lines in five neat rows were the women still wearing their steel transit collars. I could not help noticing that today's intake were much younger than those I had seen during previous visits to other camps. The girls unsurprisingly came in all shapes, sizes and colours, tall and short, plump and thin, black, white and Asian, some sporting long loose hair styles others with short expensively coiffure hair, blondes, brunettes and red heads. Some were wearing simple dresses others jeans and tee shirts, one or two were wearing expensive designer pieces. A small group obviously picked up on route to school, either at a school bus stops or roadblocks were wearing green school uniforms. About eight to ten girls were in night-dresses or dressing gowns. From their appearances today's intake had all been picked up within the previous three hours. Each of the girls stood clutching what ever possessions they had with then when they were picked up in the early hours to attend for retraining. Walking between the lines were ten or twelve male apprentices their function to ensure that any outbursts were dealt with immediately and firmly. As if to order when her name was called a young lady stepped forward and remonstrated that she had tried to convince her parents that their opposition to the PCP was wrong " NO STOP please, pleasee can I talk to the officer in charge, I'm not supposed to be..............." she started before the nearest apprentice yanked her cruelly back into line by her hair , " Stop there been a terrible mista.........." she continued to scream, struggling, before another apprentice approached from her other side and pummelled her solar plexus with his riot stick. The duty officer continued with the remainder of the roll call uninterrupted, whilst the apprentices coaxed the winded girl to her feet with a rain of painful kicks and punches. Satisfied that the register was correct the duty officer put aside the list of names and examined today's girls. Scanning their faces the officer watched intently as some refused to make eye contact and stared in silence at the floor whilst others looked fearfully through red eyes at the assembled men who would be their lords and masters for the next two years of their lives. Two girls from each row were taken by the arm and detailed to thread a steel chain through eyelet's at the rear of each girls collar. As each row was threaded onto a chain the apprentices were busy locking the collars onto the chain preventing sideways movement. As each daisy chain was completed senior officers locked the free ends of the chains to substantial wall brackets on the side walls. Finally each pair of hand cuffs was fixed to a clip on the front of the collars just below each girls chin. Satisfied that the terrified audience was suitably restrained the duty officer started to recite the all to familiar induction speech. "You have been brought here today to serve two years confinement and punishment under penal code 45 section 4. Your crime is being a female family member of a family sympathetic to the opposition party" he paused as a single young female voice shouted out. Nodding to the nearest apprentice and laying down his notes he waited for the apprentice to apply his electric cattle prod to the chain linking the row of girls containing the heckler. Instantly the row of girls convulsed as a 50k Volt jolt pulsed along the line. Leaving the prod in position for a few moments the grinning apprentice acknowledged the subtle nod of the duty officer. Screaming and wailing the girls hung below the chain as their legs gave way, looking along the line two or three pools of urine appeared between the legs of the paralysed girls. "During your time with us you will not be allowed to speak unless you are addressed directly. All insubordination and resistance will be dealt with firmly as you have just discovered" he added dryly. Whilst the officer was turning the page I could not help but notice the sobbing and moaning had intensified. " Your time here has been set by parliament, there will be no remission or parole ! " he explained. "If you do not perform well, you will not leave this establishment in one piece ! " As if to stress the point further he added "Rebel and you will be unmercifully punished ! in ways you will not believe !" he said as the level of sobbing increased. "OK that's the official induction speech out of the way young ladies, I think its about time we get down to a few 'interesting' specifics ! " he smiled as he put down his well used crib notes. "You are all probably aware by now that whilst you are here certain unpleasant sexual 'video' evidence will be created detailing your retraining" pausing as he stepped down from the stage. " These videos by law must be presented formally to your families and they will be required to watch your training at a local police station before the tapes go on sale" he said. Walking along the front line of girls waiting momentarily to lift a chin and to look into a victims horrified eyes he added " You will ALL be raped many times before you leave here," he stressed " to most of you this will be your first sexual experience." From somewhere in the middle of the hall a guttural "Noooooooooo please .... " rang out, " Teach her please" the officer calmly stated as a steady arm raised another cattle stunner to the unfortunates team chain. Waiting patiently for the screaming and bucking line to quieten down the officer moved into a new line. " From here you will be taken to different processing units where your duties today will be explained, listen well and do as you are instructed" he explained. I watched intently as the two rows of girls were de-coupled from the side walls. Still linked by the chain they were marched sobbing out of the hall. Leaving the remaining thirty or so girls to be collected by other trainers, Amongst the girls who were leaving were schoolgirls, three youngsters in dressing gowns, a young lady power dresser in a smart pinstripe suit, a red haired punk, uniformed shop workers, two pretty girls wearing jeans and blouses and ordinary young ladies in skirts and dresses. I decided that I would follow the progress of the second group today, reasoning that I could chose different groups of ladies after lunch and tomorrow a different group again. The girls I chose to watch were led up a flight of stairs into what used to be the camps gymnasium by a team of four uniformed apprentices and a senior officer. Set out across the centre of the hall were ten chairs set approximately six feet apart. The girls huddled in the corner of the room as the officer made a brief telephone call and the apprentices circled and goaded the petrified girls. Returning from the phone the officer instructed the lads to fully release all of the girls. One or two of the girls tried to smile as their neck clamps were removed obviously thinking that their torment today was not going to be as bad as they had first thought. Waiting for all the girls to be freed the officer impatiently paced up and down the row of chairs. Seeing the last collar drop to the floor he shouted " OK you cunts over here take a chair each, shut up, and stand to its side", obviously not satisfied with the speed in reacting he shouted to the apprentices " Get these cunts to their chairs now " he bellowed, the four apprentices jumped into action a couple of stragglers had painful raps across their shins to hurry them to their chairs. Standing alongside the chairs the panic-stricken girls waited and watched as the officer casually pulled a chair in front and sat down. Either side of him the apprentices stood spread out toying with their riot sticks. Each youthful face grinning at the row of frightened girls. Looking along the line the first young lady was wearing jeans and a floral blouse she had blonde hair and a slim appearance, "Name ?" shouted the officer as he pointed to her . With a trembling voice she mumbled " Clare... Clare Atkins" " Clare Atkins SIR" screamed the officer. " Clare Atkins Sir " she sobbed. "OK Clare Atkins we are going to play a little game" he smiled dangerously, " Do you know how to play the game Simple Simon ?" he asked grinning broadly. " Ye....Yes Sir" she meekly replied. " Good Good" he said "What about you ?" he said pointing to the shop worker standing to Clares' left " the girl nodded and seeing the thunder in the officers face quickly added " Susan ... Susan Thomas sir Yes sir I know how to play Simple Simon sir." The officer repeated the question to each of the girls in turn, the young power dresser was the only one who failed to understand the rules. " You explain the rules to the stupid cunt " he said pointing his stick at the red headed punk. Mary the punk quietly and slowly explained the simple rules to Bridget the young office girl, " Whatever Simple Simon says you have to do OK" she explained. Bridget, looked puzzled but nodded ! Satisfied that each girl knew his rules the officer decided to proceed. " Right lets get started Simple Simon Says ........................." he paused " Simple Simon Says ........ Clare Atkins take off your clothes !" Horror stricken 15 year old Clares' hands went to her face. The officer waited for a full two minutes in silence as the poor girl cringed and sobbed wildly the other girls wept openly at the indecent instruction. " Take off your clothes NOW !" he firmly demanded as he waved forward an apprentice with an electric riot stick. Clare suffered five paralysing shocks before she could bring herself to remove her clothes. The grinning apprentices and the officer enjoyed the spectacle of the pretty girl stripping, the trembling fingers and the bright red face made quite a pleasant sight. First she removed her shoes, the officer instructed her to put them 'neatly' together under the chair. After removing them she was instructed to neatly fold and lay her jeans and her blouse over the chair, soon she stood in only her bra and panties. Grinning broadly " Take those off as well pleasssssse " mocked the officer. Clares slim manicured fingers hesitated momentarily before she pushed open the clasp on her front loading bra, slipping it off her shoulders Clare managed to retain a little dignity for a few moments by clasping her arm in front of her breasts. Placing her now redundant bra over the chair Clare pushed down her panties with her free hand, turning slightly to the side crouching she picked up her pants and clasped them to he naked private parts. " On the chair with those as well !" instructed the officer, pointing to the girls crumpled pink pants , Clare momentarily released the covering hand giving the excited audience a brief glimpse of her bush as she dropped her pants onto the chair. " There that's wasn't so bad was it " he giggled, waiting, choosing his moment " STAND UP STRAIGHT, CLASP YOUR HAND BEHIND YOUR NECK, FEET WIDE NOW NOW NOW" he blared thumping his riot stick repeatedly on the wooden hall floor, shocked she slowly obeyed sliding her hands behind her neck and spreading her feet widely, her face blushed brightly. She stood exposed and vulnerable shivering under the gaze of the delighted guards. Her nipples hard her body covered in goose pimples her legs barely holding her upright as she shook uncontrollably alongside her neatly folded clothes. The next girl to play Simple Simon was Mary the punk, she was instructed to remove only her boots and her maxi skirt and her Star Trek panties before being stopped and told to hand stand against the wall. Next Bridget was to perform Simple Simon " Simple Simon says ..................... " pausing for thought " Simple Simon says ........................ Bridget take off your shoes" the officer watched as she kicked off her high heeled pumps, " Simple Simon says ........... Bridget tear open your blouse" continuing slowly the officer had the poor young girl destroy each article of clothing before telling her to remove it. The two school girls one white and one Asian were forced to undress one another in slow humiliating stages. When the officer had stripped all the remaining girls naked he returned his attention back to Mary the punk, who by now had been performing her indecent hand stand for ten minutes. She was allowed to stand and told to remove her floral hippie top, her trembling hands struggled with the cotton bows as the blood circulation slowly refreshed her arms. When all the young ladies had stripped off their clothes, the officer instructed that the humiliating pose adopted by Clare was to be performed by all the girls. Soon all stood vulnerable, and naked, breasts uplifted by their pose and their open splayed legs. The apprentices were invited to inspect the shaking and terrified girls closer. After a short while, probably ten minutes, the naked girls were instructed to trot to the far end of the gymnasium retaining their grips on their necks. It was a delight to be in the gym. After yesterday, I was not at all surprised to be watching the ten or eleven naked girls lined up along the far wall. The officer had the girls trotting back and forth bare footed for five minutes before ordering them to race. The loser received encouragement as her legs were cruelly whipped. I really enjoyed this nude physical exercise under duress angle that the officer employed on his unwilling victims. The use of forced physical exercise performed naked and compelled by the threat and use of cattle prods gave me a fantastic hard on. It's a great technique to use when you want to leave minimal marks on your girlie victims bodies. I liked to watch and see that running them to exhaustion and tears, then zapping them when they faltered produced a level of horror found no where else. Next the officer had them laying on their backs in a row and cycling their legs above their heaving chests. Moving along the line the officer prodded the presented cunts with his riot stick screaming " Don't stop you worthless cunt" When he reached the white schoolgirl Tina he held a cattle prod inches from her sweaty face and with his other hand pressed into her grinding cunt his riot stick. "If you stop cycling young lady I'll push this prod up you instead " Tina continued to cycle her legs high in the air masturbating her self on the polished wooden shaft. " How I like the sweaty little cunts working themselves off " he remarked to the nearest apprentice. " Perhaps, you might have them run through the shower to clean them up before the rape if your boys are the sensitive sort." I remarked to the officer quietly. Smiling the officer agreed " But wait I'll do better than that " he smiled.. After allowing the girls a few moments to catch their breath the officer had the girls climbing the wall frames slowly at first then again in races. Soon the naked bodies were glistening with female sweat as they continued to exercise to and through the pain barrier for the enjoyment of the guards and me. After about hour the officer ordered the girls to the far end of the gym, all stood with their backs to the far wall awaiting instructions. Each young lady covering her nudity as best she could with arms and hands. Anxious looks darted from the terrified faces of today's intake, those at the two ends of the line were begging with their eyes the uniformed guards to be allowed back their clothes. The apprentices were instructed to prepare and fit wrist and ankle cuffs on each of the girls. When each young ladies had been fitted with her cuffs, the girls were herded out of the hall into what could best be described as a ice cold perfumed sheep dip, pushed into line the row of sweaty naked girls were forced one at a time to jump in, instantly to be pushed under by an apprentice with a steel pole. Coughing and spluttering each girl kicked to reach the far side. The shivering girls huddled together to keep warm as they were led back one at a time to strategic points around the gym. Each girl stood approximately ten feet from her nearest neighbour in shame shivering. When all the girls had been positioned the officer instructed them to lie on their backs on the floor. Working quickly and in pairs the apprentices spread eagled each of the girls in turn to iron shackles set into the floor. It took about ten minutes for all the girls to be restrained, seeing what was happening caused the petite 16 year old Asian schoolgirl to panic and try to escape but her vain attempt only gained her moments of freedom and ten strokes of a cane across her breasts when she was finally bound down. Firm cushions were placed under the hips of each girl in turn, raising and presenting the hairy feminine orifices as an easy target, to a soprano chorus of "Nooooo's" The officer and the apprentices strolled around the room checking the bonds and the positioning of the cushions. Stopping once at each naked girl in turn the officer bent down and asked each a simple series of questions as he stoked either the girls breasts or inner thighs, " Age ?" ... " Name ?" ... " Virgin ? " Rejoicing in their utter shame the officer returned to the phone he had used earlier. " OK you can come in now.... thanks ..... thanks for waiting " he said replacing the handset. Moments latter five of the camps most hideous men entered the room. Smiling and pointing to each of the girls, each mans cock thickening with the sight and smell of ten naked perfumed girls. The girls strained at their bonds and twisted their necks to watch as the men quickly undressed and hung their uniforms on hooks. A crescendo of wailing and pleading erupted from the spread-eagled girls. Each rapist proceeded to strap on a girth enhancer behind his glands. I should explain these enhancers are a sort of finger-less cock glove made in the Middle East from the finest black leather. They are slipped over an erect dick and comfortably ( for the man ) pad out and support the section of dick from behind the glands. Inside the leather construction is a web of fine leather laces undetectable to the wearer but to a woman they present a coarsely ribbed surface. On the back of each enhancer is tough leather stitching positioned to snag and trouble the clitoris. Each man laced up his enhancer to suit his personal preference, no one wanted to shoot to early with this amount of fresh cunt about I heard one remark. If one was lucky one might pop more than one virgin anus as well. These government issue enhancers were designed to fulfil two purposes. Firstly the leather construction increased the pressure behind the glands prolonging the rapists endurance and secondly the multiple straps caused the female recipient significant discomfort initially and severe pain during a prolonged session like today's. Horrified the girls stared at the naked men unbelieving that only hours before they were free. Now they were simply objects for the advancement of a political party. Swinging slightly the enhanced dicks waved menacingly as the men limbered up with gently stretching exercises. The officer called the men over and introduced the girls by name age and sexual experience. Seeing the men's impatience he invited the men to have a good look around before they got started, each rapist inspected the vulnerable victims bodies in great detail before the three hour session got under way. The first five girls to be raped were Mary, Clare, Tina, Bridget and Susan. Inhuman roars and pleading rang through the air as each man chose his initial victim. With legs splayed wide and hips raised five cunts offered no resistance to the professional rapists. One of the smaller girls screamed in agony as her Negro rapist prodded her defenceless hole with his dick. Soon the men were jumping on and off the girls unpredictably. The officer explained that the men were trained to ensure that each girl had her fair share of cock. Certainly the lads never seemed mean in giving it to them. At one stage Bridget became hysterical as the five rapists formed a queue each rapist giving her thirty violent thrusts counted out by the others. This intense fucking went on for ten minutes. As each rapist took up the challenge. I could make out the poor girls raw cunt and distended clitoris, battered repeatedly by the enhancers. I watched for a full hour as the men enjoyed each of the girls bodies, the screaming never ceasing as their bodies were ravaged those girls not currently being impaled watched in horror as the circus of rapes continued around them, knowing that at any moment it would be their turn again and again and again. Lisa's Video 3 By SmCyber