Ariana gets arrested and locked up for a reason

NB: This does not refer to  any real actresses in  reality.

Ariana, one of the leading actresses in children’s television, is no in her usual wardrobe, nor is  she dressed up for the screen. Instead, she is sitting on a cold wooden bench, her  hands handcuffed behind her and  her legs secured in leg irons. What has happened.

“Yes, I’m arrested,” Ariana explains, trying to twist her head so that her red hair won’t block her  eye. “No, I didn’t commit any crime. This is for show to inform young teens of the consequences  of committing any crime. “The state now has a standard set of procedures in arresting and processing  young criminals and I’m part of an initiative to show you what will happen.” Indeed, there are several cameras rolling. Suddenly, two  policemen  approach. Ariana is unsecured from the restrains holding her down  and is  lead to a table. There her hands are shifted to the  front. “Fingerprinting, ” she explains. “Afterwards, mug shots of her were taken, three of them: front, left side and  right side.

Ariana, still restrained, was next brought to a nearby room. “This is new,” she explains are her cuffs  and  restrains are removed. “Everyone, regardless of crime, gets to be be strip searched. It can be done by either male or female officers.” Due to regulations, Ariana’s strip search happens but is not shown. We next see her in an orange jumpsuit, hands shackled behind her, legs cuffed  and a chain around her waist and another connecting the two together. Ariana further explains, “I’m no longer wearing my bra and panties. Instead, prisoners have to be locked up 24/7. That means toilet breaks  are out except for number 2. Hence, I’m made to wear an adult diaper.” It was quite visible underneath.

Ariana is next gagged with a panel gag. We learn  it is necessary to prevent spitting  and  verbal assaults.

So do you want  to be arrested?

Never be late…

“BANG! BANG BANG!” I was suddenly aware that there was a loud noise. Eyes still closed, I stretched out my arms and was about to open my eyes when I heard another knock and then footsteps. “Wake up, Miss Seager, Wake up!”

“I’m…up,” I said in a super sleepy voice. “Wait a minute,” as I noticed am tall dark-haired man standing over my bed. He was dressed in normal blue jeans and wearing a white polo T-shirt.

“Who are you?” I said, slouching up in my queen-sized bed.

“Officer Michael Parkins,” his badge was hanging around his neck. “You missed your court trial yesterday, Miss Seager. And now you are under arrest.”

“What?! ioh..oh my gosh,” I cried, fully awake. I was suppose to defend myself against some miscalculation of funds–long story. “I’m so sorry!”

“You can explain that to others. Now, please turn around, hands behind your back,” the office ordered.

“Wait. Can I at least get dressed and call my….”

“You studied law Miss. New regulations say we can arrest people immediately on the spot, wherever they are, what ever they are doing. Now, turn around unless you want more charges slapped on you.”

I resigned and did so, a cold steel dug into my wrists. He brought me up and patted me down roughly. I was dressed in a pink thong and pink short baby doll, thus I flinched and turned red as he did so. “Kneel Miss,” I was going to ask why but I remembered the new rules, all suspects were also to be chained around the ankles. Thus he did so.

“I’ll let you put on your bed slippers and drap a bath towl around you, but that’s all,” he remarked. Minutes, later, I was seated behind in his patrol car on the way to the station.

At the station, I was led to a metal bench and my chains were locked to more chains, keeping me seated. After fifteen minutes, another policeman came in and told me I was to be processed. “There are no female on duty today and we must perform further body searches on you. We will not be rough if you cooperate.”

“I will, I just want this done an over with,” I said, resigning to my fate. I was brought into another room and my handcuffs, and robe were removed. Immediately following suit, my night clothes were removed and an intrusive search began, with gloved hands probing and my cavities.  Finally, they finished.

Re-cuffing my hands, albeit in front, one of  them instructed, “You get your chance to use  the toilet for number two, and that will be the last time for a while.”

“Why?”

“Cause you’ll be in chains and also diapered afterwards”

The End.

Fake interview about a fake movie

The kidnapping of Esther Heed is a heart gripping story of how a kidnapped millionaire’s girls  lives through the whole sequence and finally gets locked into the Stockholm Syndrone to escape with her captors.  Starring world renown and award-winning actress Emma Weston, it initially drew flak  due to the scenes of nudity and bondage through out, not forgetting the constant swearing and almost rape scene. Emma and Scriptwriter Carl Thompson are here to explain the movie.

Me: So given my short summary Emma and Carl, is there anything you’ll like to add or clarify?

Emma: Why thank you this interview. You said “bondage”. I would say handcuffs, leg irons would be considered as “bondage equipment”. Yes, my character Esther is gagged almost every minute with a panel gag. I suppose that’s one such tool but the running idea was extreme silence and  effective restraining–or silence rather. It’s nothing  to do with domination sadomasochism stuff.

Carl: Thank you. Yes as Emma remarked, they are restraints which appear to be bondage stuff, but aren’t. If you want to dig so closely, yes we bought the gag and leg irons online from such groups, but not as a representation of them.

Me: Let’s go back to the background of the show. You’re well known for a famous movie series and one that’s has such a young audience. Why this?

Emma: (laughing) Yes, it sounds derogatory and paints a terrible image of me, considering I’m only sixteen right? But I’ve always wanted to break away from the “safe” type of movies or shows and try something new. This was a budget movie, a short one  but it also was one with an element that I wanted. So even with opposition from  my manage, my publicist, my parents and much discussion, i took it. I don’t want to be the normal female actress forever.

Carl: We thought it would take an older actress but Emma’s name came up immediately literally; she in fact called us  one we place the script to all acting studios. I was like, are you sure you’re her? But yes, Emma did some “formal auditioning” and she got it easily. I’ve never worked with such an amazing  actresses.

Emma: Thanks Carl.

Me: You really had no qualms about being stripped, locked and then er diapered?

Emma: Well, that’s the first thing everyone chats about and some try to criticise. Simply, it passed all censors and even young teens can  watch it. No, after my discussion, I didn’t see it as anything. It’s acting.

Me: It wasn’t say a body suit or anything? You’re vulva was really shaved in that scene?

Emma: Yes, you can’t shave a body suit can you? That took  one take, but the preceeding practices, it was all just a mock up. But that really did happen physically. My co-actors Dan and Sam really did shave me down there. As were the cutting often my jeans and my knickers, that also took one take. The cutting of my bra, well, that took four takes due to the camera angle.

Carl: Yes, that scene only. Emma’s the “one take Weston” girl. But that “cutting of the bra” scene, the lighting wasn’t great at first so we haha wasted lots of bras.

Me: And you were then diapered…

Emma: It’s what you never see in movies about kidnapped people right? How do they pee or shit? As this movie  involved the victim being restrained 24/7, how do you let the person exercise bodily functions? That’s the beauty of the script and why I wanted this.

Carl: Yes.

Me: So what was it like peeing and then defecating in the diaper?

Emma: (laughing again) Remember the “number two” was only done once in the show. But the peeing parts. Yes, I really did pee, it wasn’t any props at all. I did wet the diapers/nappies. Again, not something you expected me as an actresses to take.

Me: Can I ask how was it again?

Emma: You mean how the peeing occurred? That was a big stuff. Before the shooting began, I in fact wanted to see what being  diapered was about. So without being changed into diapers, I wore one  myself for about a week. For almost a day, i just couldn’t make myself pee into the diaper, no matter  how much I drank. Only at night did I get up, stand up and pee. The rest of the week, I really practised peeping, but lying  down as it was in most scenes of the movie. Then when it came to the shooting, it came almost naturally.

Carl: I too was wondering about that first, but when it came to the shooting and given what Emma did before hand, it was so bad, to put it simply. In fact, she stayed in the diaper between shots–since we took takes almost every hour and  day. Of course, we had to use new diapers for different scenes.

Emma: Haha, yeah. I stayed in the diapers.

Me: And defecating…

Emma: Ok, that wasn’t really planned at first. I thought it was too gruesome and icky, which it was. But yes, it was during one take where I was  really cuffed, gagged and diapered and didn’t clear myself of my breakfast when I signalled almost frantically to get them release me. So I brought up the idea with Carl and that scene happened. Yes, I did  mess in the diaper. No, as the movie went, the kidnappers did not clean me up–the camera stopped, they released me and I cleaned up myself. But that was shown like for a minute or so. As  you saw in the other parts after that, my character Ester gets to use a bucket instead. Yes, my butt was wiped.

Me: Oh wow. it must have been tricky, being handcuffed  behind your back, shitting…

Carl: Emma again managed it really well.

Me: And how about the restraints then? Esther was shown from start to end cuffed. Even during meal times and bath times…

Emma: Like the diaper, that took a short while to get used to. The  very first day, I told them to handcuff me, hands behind and let me move about. Break or lunch  time, I got the crew to feed me. Then with diapers on, there was no excuse  to ask to pee. As for the gag, same stuff. There however, was one trick that happened. After one scene, it was lunch time but instead of releasing me, they left me cuffed to the bed, gagged and in a rather half soaked diaper for half and hour!

Carl: We did joke around  then. But all safety was assured.

Me: And  the shower scene?

Emma: Yes, again no body suit. I know I’m a 36C girl. Ok, whatever, even though I’,m a teen. Yes, basically, chained, albeit hands in front, gagged but showering. Took two takes though.

Carl: Not really a hard scene again. Emma did great.

Me: There were’n't many diaper changing scenes though….

Carl: It wasn’t scripted to be. Again, that’s just to show how a kidnapped victim has to live and go about daily functions. Now the peeing happened alot as shown in the movie. As well as shitting. That happened. Again, this isn’t considered in other kidnap movies. Or books.

Me: Being restrained that long, even off takes must have caused marks on your skin…

Emma: It did but with some cream and by not moving around too much, it’s ok. It wasn’t placed on too tight. Not even the beginning when the scene showed Ester struggling.

Me: Were’nt you at all shocked being almost fully stripped and then in the later so-called assault/rape scene?

Emma: First question: No as I really wanted this role, I was prepared for it. I wasn’t fully stripped, I knew I was just going to be diapered and that’s all. Second, question, it was NOT a rape scene. Dan appeared naked but was clothes below the belt. My shirt was cut open yes, but my breasts were not full exposed unlike  the shower scene. No attempted sexual action at all. My diaper was taped on.

Carl: Yup.

Me: Ok cool. But how do you see yourself then Emma, especially with all this?

Emma: As I said, I made my decision. i don’t think I’ll be hated for it at all.

Cat and Jade get spanked

I do not own Victorious. I’ve nothing against Ariana Grane or Elizabeth Gillies.

Also published in http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7869732/1/Cat_and_Jade_get_spanked

Background: Andre’s Horrible Girl

 

“Wait a minute,” Carl Gibbons said, inspecting the damage. “My Skull was suppose to be in the bedroom. What’s it doing here?”

“Ah….We…Jad….” Cat started and Jade shot her a dirty look.

“It was me, Sir, I brought it here cause I really liked it. I’m sorry…” Jade said, hating to say the last word.

“Ah, and I suppose one of you touched my Elvis Presley Guitar too?” He noticed the stickiness from the super

“We were trying to fix it…” Beck and Robbie began

Turning, Gibbons said, “Were you boys involved?”

“No,no, we were trying to fix it…” Beck Said, deflecting all the blame on his ex-girlfriend.

“Right. You boys out.”

Grateful, they left while Cat inched toward Jade.

“Well, it will be simple. I either fire your mother now or you two girls get a quick punishment.”

Fearful for her mother, Cat agreed to the latter. “Kneel, hands holding the big sofa. Take off your lower clothes, including your panties.”

With that, both girls were given hard smacks on their bare bottoms, creating visible red marks.

The End.

 

 

 

Means of escaping the arm of the law…

“Have you ready through everything?” Dr. Christina Blaine asked.

Yup, I’m definite about it,” Charles Smith said, handing back the form to the doctor.

“Ok,  if you want it done by today, let’s see your son,” she ordered. Clarence was at a hidden clinic that specialised in one thing  only: turning boys into girls temporarily for a certain  period of time and not asking much questions. Dr. Blaine’s agency would provide a set of clothes, new ID and actually transform boys of any age into a girl for any period of time, with a very small fee. This wasn’t about breast forms and normal wigs and make up. Dr. Blaine  would actually shape the male into a female based on his build and looks. Breasts of and shape and size would be grown from the guy’s chest and later deflated. She would use quick reacting lotions to shape the body and hair which could  be changed from a guy’s cut  to a girl’s long wavy hair or anything. Best of all, the male genitalia would be reduced and  a peusdo-vulva would be shaped in place.

The subject for transformation was  not Charles himself but rather, Charles’s son, Clarence, who had intentionally hacked into a military data  system. Clarence was always the rebellious type and just could not be controlled by Charles, who was divorced. However much friction there was between father and son, Charles loved his son very much and did not want him behind bars. Yet, he wanted to teach his son a lesson.

“Dad, release me from this straitjacket NOW!!!!” Clarence screamed  as the doctor and his father approached. “Who are you???” he said at the volume.

“Relax, I’ll make you relax,” Dr. Blaine said, aiming a device at him. Zap!! The boy was stunned immediately. “This paralyses him,” she remarked, moving to undo his straitjacket. “He can still  breathe and see, but will be unable to move his arms and  muscles.”

A few minutes  later, Clarence (who would be Claire) was resting on the examination bed of Dr. Blanine, secured with medical restraints. She prodded over his naked  body, taking copious notes of his body. 150 cm, 50 kg, not to muscular chest and arms, little hair on legs and limbs, face quite pale, hair love and wavy, and ah hah, she noted, , small sized penis with zero pubic hair. “It can be done,” she said. Clarence/Claire was then shifted into a tub, still naked. A hose was attached for breathing. This  would remove the rest of unwanted body hair and shape his body into that of a girl.

Half and hour later, he was dried up and the facial feminisation began. Given Clarence/Claire’s features, she easily shifted him into a girl’s face–cheeks, eyes, ears nose and lips. Within the next hour, his hair miraculously was that of a long  wavy kind that hung towards his chests.

“That phase one,” she remarked. “Phase two will be a bit trickier. What size breasts would you like him to have?”

“At least a a C cup, medium size,” the Charles responded.

“Hmm,” she said and positioned him back on the  bed. She furiously rubbed lotion across his chests and jabbed it with several needles. An hour later, his flat chest hat two 34C cup breasts. The next part was shaping  his neck and changing his voice. The procedure was surprisingly simple: she embedded a certain chip into the nerves  near his vocal chords. This would altered his voice into that of a teenage girl. Instead of a tracheal shave,she used some clay-like  substance to shape his neck.

After a quick  lunch, where Clarence/Claire was still stark naked, the hardest phase began. She rubbed a super-sticky like substance all around his penis which gave out a burning sensation–the drug was beginning to wear off. As he screamed, his penis and testicles shrank. Then, she jabbed them with some other liquid in a syringe and slip a Tena Slip Maxi diaper.

“What will happen next will be quite painful but necessary,” she explained. “your penis will erect and then deflate every few minutes. As it does so, naturally you will be ejaculating. But that’s not the point. The point will be that it will shrink even more. About three hours later, you penis will be unnoticeable. Even the hottest girl will not make it erect. Only then can I construct a pseudo-vulva over it.”

“Ow Ow Ow!!” Clarence/Claire screamed as his penis erected and stuck the adult diaper. So for the next three hours, he suffered and even the cloth to chew on and music couldn’t counteract it. Finally, the nappy was removed, and then the boy-to-girl was placed under Anaesthesia.

About six hour later…(told by Claire)

I awoke, my eyes cloudy and feeling extremely groggy. I tried to lift my arms to rub my eyes but found that I was strapped down again, even more tightly.  My throat was as parched as a desert. Thankfully, my eyes cleared. I found that I was on some steel table stark naked still but with some cloth covering my crotch area. My full sense of touch came back and I felt a throbbing sensation there. I thought all the erecting was over. I definitely could not feel my male private part anymore. Shit you dad, I thought, want did you do to me?

Doctor Blaine appeared with a female assistant. “Relax, Claire, everything is ok. But we need to transfer you to a resting bed. You can’t move for a while. ” Somehow, she was right and I felt weak but what the hell did they really to to me? I was helped out to a trolley and wheeled out. Into a small hospital-like room I went. A translucent gown that barely covered my crotch was clipped on. It was then I caught a glimpse of two mounts where my chest. Oh shit, don’t tell me?

They lifted me up and I found myself on some ordinary hospital bed and again medical restraints secured me down. Come on, I’ve technically not been arrested for anything, there’s no need to to do this? And what sort of operation did you do? My head had so many questions but some sort of drug they gave me could not make me think straight. An IV drip was attached to one arm and wires from a heart monitor was attached to my “chest” or were they “breasts”?

“Yes,” the doctor announced, “Yes you are now fully transformed  into a girl. Nothing permenant, mind you. But  you breasts are as real as any  females. You private part is now  that of a girls, with the mon pubis, the labia majora and labia minora, a fake clitoris that will not work, the Vulval vestibule, a pudendal cleft, the frenulum labiorum pudendi, the urethra where your pee would now come out from, a fake introitus that formed the opening  to a vagina that was not there, a fake hymen that also would not function, a perineum, some unfunctional glands: the sebaceous glands, Bartholin’s glands and Skene’s gland.

Ah!!!

(May be continued)

 

“

A Victorious fanfic: Bound and panty gagged

NB: I do not  own the TV series Victorious. I have no grudge against Elizabeth Gillies or Victoria Justice.

Tori Vega, one of the most gifted  girls at Hollywood Arts, hated one main  ting, or rather person in the world and that was Jade West. Similarly, Jade herself hated the newest addition to the school. Unfortunately, at this  moment, both girls were  about  to share something of each other…

“Listen lady, I’ve no  more patience. Stuff that in your friend’s mouth or you’ll  face immense pain,” the masked intruder  said. Both girls were in the middle of a forest on a camping trip gone wrong. They were currently held at gun point and forced to strip to their bra and panties.

“Please….ow!!! Ok,” Tori leaned forward and Jade  shuddered, unable  to be a usual fierce self. The Goth girl regrettably opened her mouth and accepted the balled-up pink panties in  Tori hand. They were supposedly clean undies  from  her camping  bag though Jade  never believed  any word of Tori’s. “Good,” one of the intruder’s said, ripping on a piece of duct tape and plastering the underwear in place. “Now you, freaky girl, do the same to her.”

Jade would have protested had there not been a M4 carbine  pointed at her. Instead, she picked  up her own black bikini panties and Tori too regrettably opened her  mouth, accepting her nemesis’ underwear. Tape soon followed. Both  girls were  then hogtied thoroughly.

The End. Short story.

Extended stay

It was nearing the end of my year in prison and boy was I waiting to get out. Even though I was only sixteen years old, I was placed in an  prison and not a girl’s home, wrongly accused of shoplifting–my friends had tricked me. With no strong lawyer and parents who were divorced and constantly quarrelling, I had no help at all. So I was forced to waste one year of my life behind bars.

Footsteps approached and I shot up from the stone hard mattress with excitement, eager to get out of this hell-hole. Something was immediately amiss as four, not two guards were present. One of them carried a set of manacles–both leg irons  and handcuffs. “Are these really necessary, officers?” I asked as my wrists were wrenched together and the usual cold metal stinging my wrists. “Orders, Waldron,” one replied. “You’re taking a ride.”

“Ride?” I queried but was shut of by a forceful  yank that dragged me out of my cell and the glare of the guards. My feet restricted for the first time in days, I shifted uncomfortably while wondering what they meant by “ride”. Why wasn’t I going to be released? After a walk down the corridor, they stopped me in front of a part of the prison I was not familiar with and pushed me inside. There, I faced another quartet of men, this time in white medical coats and two of them where holding what I knew as electroshock weapons. What was really going on?

“Prisoner Waldron, it’s going to be simple. Cooperate and we won’t have to use these,” one of them stated, his hand pointing to the weapon attached to waist.

“Wait, what on earth is going on? I’m supposed to be released toda…ah!!” I felt as if I was fried internally and then collapsed, blacking out.

My vision seem to clear but I realised I was not on the floor but on a table of some sort. My vision cleared a minute and I was into a shock–I was stark naked. My large  34C breasts were poking out and clearly my knickers were removed. “Ah, awake. Don’t worry, Waldron, I’m sure you’re used to being naked, having been in prison for a while.” What the “voice”–another of the the four “medical people–said was quite true; during bath times I was buck naked in front of all the male guards. But those were guards and people I knew…

The voice stopped and I saw them lift up my waist, sliding something that made a plastic-like noise. “This is an adult nappy, Waldron,” another voice came. “Where you’re going, you won’t have access to a toilet, especially for urinating. It’s a good nappy, Tena Slip Maxi.” Nappy? Are they going to turn me into a baby?

The incontinence brief was securely taped across my crotch and I heard a buckle-like sound. “We’re securing it in place so you won’t touch it.” Ok, ok,   but that still  doesn’t explain what is  going  on? Why wasn’t I released normally? Suddenly, I felt myself lifted up; they have released me from the the table. Apparently, I was strapped down. The next move is helping–well making me wear a tight leotard/swimsuit-like uniform. It is skin colour and although  there’s no cups for my boobs, it is so tight that they are held up.

“Ok, all done,” they said and  disappeared. The guardscame in, and re-attached my iron fetters. “Open wide,” the leader instructed. “What fo…arghhh…mmmmpph!!!!” A tube was jammed into my mouth. It was attached to some leather plate which in turn had straps on them. These straps were pulled against my jaw and secured behind my head. Ouch! I was beign gagged.

“Stay still,” and with that a thick hood was wrapped around  my head, effectively blinding my eyesight. “Ok, easy steps, move,” I was grasped on both arms. After another long tour, I knew we were outside as I was helped up some steps into want I guessed was a prison van. They buckled and strapped me down to the side. After a long drive, the vehicle screeched to a halt. They brought me into to what smelt like a newly furnished building. “Ok, Kate,” a new voice boomed, this time using  my first name, “welcome to restricted freedom. You’re wondering if you are free. You are, provided we use you for a whiel for some tests.”

What?!!!!!!

Extreme Lock-up 4:Letters to the Editor

Letters to the Editor:

Treatment of my daughter:

Dear Sir,

I know the tough measures for the detaining  of females include young teenagers but  my fourteen year old was visibly shaken after  she was arrested for vandalism which in my view wasn’t very much–just a small spot on a wall. After being locked and diapered for almost half a day, she is now still quite shaken from the whole experience and refuses to go out, even to school now. I see the need to address crime, but has the police and government considered the pyschological effects?

Mrs  Tammy Benson

Re: Mrs. T. Benson’s article: Overreaction

Police’s official response:

Dear Sir,

I refer to the letter by Mrs. Tammy Benson complaining about her daughter’s reaction to being arrested under the new  rules. While she may be suffering from side effects, there is no need to demand  for the authorities to consider effects. Her girl  would have clearly understood the rules since they have been broadcasted on  the web, media, schools and signs all over the country. As much as one should feel sympathetic, all her daughter should do it seek medical help.

Mr. Cavan Bennett

Dear Sir,

We refer to first Mrs  Tammy Benson’s letter and Mr. Cavan Bennett’s reply. The rules are quite evident that all girls will be restrained and gagged but any medical conditions will be noted. Mrs. Benson’s daughter was proposed to be examined by the police doctor but she herself refused. It is thus her fault if she suffers psychologically from it but we would very much be open to assisting her recovery.

Inspector Mark Harrison

for

Commissioner Brodie Carson

Chief of Police

Approval of the new laws

Dear Sir,

As a parent of a very rebellious sixteen year old, I applaud the government’s new move  in fully restraining females, gagging them and diapering them  24/7 while arrested. I have  tried so many methods to discipline my child but none worked. Once she was arrested for underage smoking and drinking and subjected  to the new  rules, she has really turned  over a new  leaf. I urge  the government to ignore opposing views  and continue with this.

Thomas Mann

Extreme Lock-up: The Rules

The new rules:

Basics:

1) All females age 13 and above until about age 60 will be subjected to it.

2) This excludes handicapped, mentally ill or those with other medical conditions.

3) Injured females will not be excluded by special form of restraints and slightly different treatment.

4) Foreigners or tourists will not be exempt from the rule unless their country/ies sign preferential deals with the government. Signs and pamphlets will be distributed at all ports of entry to warn tourists and others of the new rule.

5)The rules are final; any female who tries to resist the measures will face rougher handling. Protests y any females against this will still arrested.

The details:

1)  Upon any arrest of a female for any crime, she will be handcuffed (always wrists behind her back) and ankles chained with legirons.

2)  A panel gag will be applied to the girl. If she is 13 or 14 years old, a tape gag of two strips of thick duct tape plus a breathable cloth as stuffing with be used instead.

3)  All such females, whether one such suspect or many, will not be transported in a normal police car but instead in a police van. Each girl will be secured inside cages and at least one police officer per female in the van.

4) At the station, the suspect’s fingerprints will be taken with her hands handcuffed infront but then re-handcuffed behind her. Her gag will be temporarily removed but warned not to make a a sound as mug shots are taken.

5) Next, the subject can either be handcuffed to the waiting bench. If not, she is escorted to the examination room where up  to four male officers will be present. All bindings and gag will be removed and the girl will be instructed to strip off all clothing, items: jewellery, hairpins, earrrings, rings anything  on her body. She will be asked to do this twice, and  if she refuses, the officers will handle the stripping and may turn rough depending how much the girl cooperates.

6) Once fully naked, a full body cavity will be performed by only one senior officer. He will check all areas skin and cavities: nasal passage, ears, mouth, anus, vagaina and double check that there’s nothing else on her body. A scanner will be used if necessary to double check.

7) Once checked, she  will be escorted to a side where a doctor will examine the subject to see if she can withstand further restraining and incarceration. If he disapproves, she will be held in this room under observation until she can be fit to be restrained or need further assistance. If he syays yes, the girl will be locked, still naked, on to a medical examination table. If  her vulva is too hairy, it will be shaved, even  against her will.  A Tena Slip Maxi Diaper/Nappy will be taped on and secured with locking knickers. She will then be dress in a translucent gown that may hide her breasts, depending the cup size.

8 ) The officers will take over, restraining her and gagging her as before. She will be led to a cell. Each cell for females will obviously not contain a toilet. It will have a ring on the wall where the girl’s restraints will be cuffed to for at least one hour before she is released to moved, still gagged and restrained in the cell. There will be a small bed with medical restraints on. She will be restrained for 24/7 will a CCTV monitoring her in the cell. Before dinner, she will be allowed to use the toilet to defaecate, but with on hand handcuffed to a ring  on the wall. Similarly after dinner, each girl will be allowed to use  the toilet for defecation as well an hour before lights out.

9) During meal time, she will be escorted to a canteen area but still will not released. Officers will feed her and of course  the food will be according to her dietary and religious requirements. Not a word, other and the sound of chewing and swallowing or she will be denied the rest of the meal.

10) At lights out, she will be released from the chains and locked flat down to the bed with the medical restraints. Depending on the results of her medical examination, her  gag will still  be a muzzle gag throughout the night, or changed to a duct tape gag or she will not be gagged sleeping but warned to be silent.

11) Every arrested female incarcerated will be allowed only to shower once a day and that is before  breakfast in the morning. She will be escorted to an open  area where guards will assist her in removing her nappy, clothing and restraints but placing on handcuffs with longer chains. Her ankles will be handcuffed to chains linked to the wall. Given eight minutes, she will be subjected to a shower with average  temperature, which will  turn on and off with barely enough time  to shower. Only liquid soap will be provided.

12) Escorting  to court. The girl will appear still gagged, shackled and in  the prescribed outfit in front of the judge. If her lawyer needs to converse with her, her or she  needs to apply for a permit for  the gag  to be  removed. Only when the girl is called upon to speak to the judge, will her gag be removed.

13) Vistors: Will have to apply for a permit to visit girls incarcerated for more that a few days. If the visitor in female, she will be handcuffed and legironed but not gagged or diapered.

14) If the girl  is found  not guilty or is released, she will be provided with he own clothes back only after being escorted home, handcuffed and diapered. if her clothes were damaged as a result of the officers’ doing, she will be reimbursed other no.

Extreme Lock-up 3: News Story

Arrested Salesgirl appeal rejected, sparking mass protest

The Saturday Telegraph

By: Harold Hague

A 20 year old salesgirl lost her appeal  case and is reprimanded for a further 3 months  in custody. Charlotte Waldron, 21, was literally yanked out of her bed six months ago for failing to stop at a red light a miss paying her fine. “It was around 6 a.m in the morning when a squad of constables burst through my door. I was wrapped up in my duvet and  wearing only my translucent light knickers and nothing else on. Despite asking to get dressed, they instead grabbed me and  wrapped my blanket over my breasts, handcuffing my hands, ankles and gagging me with the infamous panel gag. After a bumpy ride, they paraded me through a street before bringing me into the police station, embarrassing me in front of the early morning public. Inside, they chained me to a bench and didn’t even re-tie the blanket for me when it fell and exposed part of my right boob. I was given the dreaded strip search and despite being almost stark naked, they still took time touching my intimate parts. I won’t say I was glad to be  covered in that revealing prisoner outfit either.”

Waldron’s claim is that she was removed of her dignity and very basic rights by not letting her dress and being intrusive in the body search. The police defended their actions, saying it was within bounds to arrest one  who failed to pay her fine and the cavity search was no different from those  conducted on other females. “We follow the law to the letter and Miss Waldron has not case. She in fact is the guilty party from the start,” Assistant Commissioner Tom Wyatt stated. “She should remember the new law which is posted everywhere”. Immediately after her six week jail term and  fine, Charlotte sued the police but the judge ultimately dismissed her case and re-imposed another sentence  on her.

This led to mass protest by first her female friends and relatives, all who ended up treated to the “strip, lock and diaper” process. Just before sentence, the judge allowed me to conduct this interview. Charlotte was in the usual restraints, her large D cup boobs clearly sagging. Most of the interview was ranting about her mistreatment so there was not much to describe. Checking statistics, the police did indeed see a reduction in crimes committed by females but it would only be a matter of time before more Charlotte cases popped up.