Extreme Lock-up 5: The Student


Judge K. Sanders turned the page of her folder. “Next person: Charlotte Seager.”

The door clanged and two guards brought in a girl in school uniform. As per the regulations, she was handcuffed behind her back, with the cuffs attached to a waist chain and another chain leading down to leg irons around her nylon-clad ankle. She was hooded but under the hood a panel gag surrounded her jaw.

“Remove her hood,” the Judge ordered. They did so, revealing a brunette. Her face was all full of perspiration being under the hood and like all females arrested, her bra was removed, exposing her rather large breasts.

“What’s the charge?”

“Shoplifting and resisting arrest,” the Prosecutor announced.

“How does she plead? Guards, temporarily remove her gag.” They did so and saliva drooled down her chin. “Than..k you, your honour. Not guilty. Please…”

“Silence!” The Judge roared and banged his gravel. “Re-gag her!” Turning to the lawyers, he asked for opening statements.

“Your Honour, I represent the defendant. I ask for a motion of dismissal. My client did not commit the crime; it was staged and she was made to look like the perpetrator of this act.”

“Your Honour, this is….I object to this. The evidence I submitted produces explicit proof that she committed the crime.”

“The defendant,” the Judge corrected.

“I apologise your Honour, the defendant.”

“Your Honour….” the Defence started.

“Hold on…Both of you are taking sides. You defence counsellor, are simply making a statement. You  prosecutor, are starting a trial.  I want proper motions and counters next time.” Just then the clock hands moved. “We will re-convene tomorrow at 9 o’clock.”

“Your Honour,” The defence started.

“Make it quick.”

“May I plead on behalf of my client to have her under my custody? She will still be restrained and gagged. I also wish to have her, uh nappies removed. She may have resisted but this is too much for an underaged…”

“Defence, all girls will be treated equally. Denied. As for what is is made to wear, she will be in a chastity belt instead.” Charlotte wailed through her gag. “Silence!”

“As the jail is far from this courtroom, she will be remanded in the holding cells with a belt but when in this court, in nappies. Court is adjoured.”

Charlotte gave a struggle but the guards escorted her away. She was strapped down to a table, her soggy nappy removed and with only light cleaning, a chastity belt was locked around her. She was then cuffed to a chair in a holding cell.

TBC

***

The click-clock of heels was followed by the dragging sound of chains. The next sound heard was the unlocking of the door and Miss Lauren Staples was guided into the room. In the middle sat Charlotte chained to a chair and mouth still gagged. Lauren was ushered to another chair were her cuffed hands were switched from back to front and the ball gag she was wearing was removed. A small table was then placed in between them and only then was Charlotte’s panel gag remove. The chief guard warned them about the time limit and then left them alone.

“How are you, Charlotte?” Lauren began, wiping off the saliva from her mouth.

“How…do you think I am! I’m shackled and gagged 24/7, have me nappied and now in  a chastity belt! It sucks! This sucks! Get me out of here!”

“Sssh, Sssdh, I know it is dear. But I encourage you to keep your volume down dear, people can here you,” Lauren wanted to reach out to touch the teenager but remembered there was a CCTV.

“I’m not suppose to be here. Can you get me out of this?”

“I’m your lawyer. Look let’s go through your cases from the beginning again.” Over the next fifty minutes Lauren heard Charlotte’s account of the incident again. Just as Charlotte insist again on her innocence, the door clang again and the guards announced that time was up. Charlotte was re-gagged and so was Lauren. The latter’s hand were locked back behind her and she was escorted out through several doors before returning to the check-in or rather check-out desk. With one hand bound she signed several forms before her bra was returned to her. She quickly change back into it and only then were the rest of her chains and ball gag removed.

That was quite an experience, she thought as she caught a taxi back to her office. More the parts about being restrained when entering the police station and then courtroom rather than the whole case itself. The girl is toast, she thought and she typed out the remainder of her argument on her computer. By half past six, she was too tired to write anymore and headed home. Just as she unlocked her door, a hand reached out and covered her lips. “Guess who?” the voice growled.

“Mmmm…” she struggled and easily got free but the person held her hands behind her. “Tom. stop it damnit! Later ok? I had a tiring day and I need a good shower and rest.” He released his girlfriend but hour later as she slipped her nightie over her satin knickers, he tackled her, drew her arms behind her back and started to wind duct tape around her wrists. “Tom…” she whined.

“Hush, you have no right to argue,” he said then moved to tape her ankles. “Tom, I’ve a court case tomo…mmmmphh!” she ried as he stuffed a clean black pair of knickers in mouth and sealed it with a strip of tape. “Don’t worry, it’s a nice way to get you to sleep soundly and quietly. You’ll be free in the morning.” But alas, at hlaf past eight, she was still bound and gagged with no boyfriend in sight. Only after repeated muffled cris did he appear and cut her free. “Damn you, I’m going to be late and the judge will have my head for breakfast!” Lauren two of her tights before she was ready and made it to the courthouse half an hour before hand. “Try to change your record in arrival time, Miss Staples?” The courthouse guard

“Very funny, Guard,” she said, then surprised, the guard grabbed her hand. “I’m due in court today.”

“We’ll only released you ten minutes before the trial starts; you know the rules. We will allow to have your bra on.”

“But I have to write,” she protested.

“Ok, fine, hands in front,” he said said and cuffed her in front and then snapped leg irons around her ankles. He lifted up a ball gag and she shook head. “Open wide ma’am.”

“But i have to…mmmpph,” the ball was stuck between her teeth and strapped in place. “I trust that you won’t remove it until I do. Go ahead.” Glaring at him, she entered the office assigned for her and re-read through the arguments she formed, or rather the lack of it. This girl is toast, she thought. Well, the less time I have to spend it cuffed and gagged here, the better. After a few minutes, she got up to the ladies, finding it a little difficult to unzip her skirt and lower her tights. The handcuffs even scratch her crotch as she wiped it but then remembered how much worse it was for her client. Just as she exited the toilet, the same guard came up to her and announced that Seager’s parents were here.

“Mmmmph, remmmmph?” she lifted her cuffed hands asking for her gag to be removed.

 

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?

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 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 preceding 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.

PS: All of this is fake but You can easily guess which actress I’m imagining.

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. Even foreigners and tourists.

2) This excludes handicapped, mentally ill or those with other medical conditions. Officers will access, case  by case.

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 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 by 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 male police officer per female in the van.

4) At the station, the suspect’s fingerprints will be taken with her hands handcuffed in front 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. She will not be allowed to use the toilet unless it is absolutely necessary. If she has to during this time, she will still be restrained. The toilet cubicle will have no door and the male officer (rarely female) will assist her in cleaning up.  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, earrings, 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 male officer, never by a female unless in extreme circumstances. He will check all areas skin and cavities: nasal passage, ears, mouth, anus,  vulva/vagina 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 says 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, albeit gently.  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 or may not 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 each female 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 defecate, 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) Prisoner transportation. Occasionally, the court may be held in a city further away or she may be extradited overseas. For such cases, the female shall remain in the same restraints, with the addition of a hood. This hood is to be tightly but not fully wrapped around her head to block out light and disorientate her but not to suffocate. It shall be used when bring her out of her cell and into the transportation van. Only inside the van should  her hood be removed. On rare occasions such as extremely hostile or uncooperative female, the hood will remain on forever. In transporting the female prisoner, at least two male marshals should be sited in the back, even  if she is locked in a cage. The suggested number should be four. If there’s more than one, this number should be  multiplied accordingly. The guards should not unnecessarily stop but if needed, at least two guards (therefore four  is better) should remain with the female or females at all times while the others rest or gather food. On no occasions (under medical or emergency) should the female be fed even  if  it is a long  journey.

Van Transportation: As mentioned, it should be either a cage van or just a normal one. Prisoner should be strapped in in a seat belt like strap to hold her and if medical exam allows, chains to be linked to be van. The van should not speed so as not to cause excessive physical harm. Routes will be randomly selected and there should always be a back up van and additional unmarked support vehicle.

Water Transportation: On certain circumstances, females may be transported by a special prison ship. Again, they should be locked down, whether chair or benh, though the latter will be more uncomfortable. Aas it is a ship, the vehicle’s velocity may not be

14) On  certain occasions, such as acts or lesser nature, the female may be allowed to be transported  via public transport. This  may also be so to humiliate the girl. She  may either be dressed in prison or civilian outfits but again, a nappy must be worn and no bra or metallic items should be on her to aid escapes.  In such a case, one marshal is an appropriate number to escort her but two or evne more if she is uncooperative. In terms of such prisoner

1) Visitors: 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 leg-ironed but not gagged or diapered.

1) 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.

All these rules are final and all must obey these rules.

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.

Extreme Lock up 2: Be careful what you write


“Miss Charlotte Kelly?” I heard a voice say.

“Yes?” although it came up more like a yes…since I was quite tipsy having a couple glasses of champagne, cocktails and tequilas. I turned in my six inch heels to face a pair of policemen. Uh?

“Your under arrest for writing unsubstantiated rumours that could cause another economic collapse in this country,” came the reply which sounded more  like a mechanical voice than a human. I was about to protest as another grabbed my arms and  yanked them behind my back. i was in a evening dress that reached only several inches below my waist and and the back exposed most of my skin.

“Ow!” I yelled as I felt cold tight steel linking my hands together.
“This will keep you quiet,” another said and my jaw was pried open and a thick leathery-plasticky tube was pushed into my mouth. it was linked  to some  kind of pad and strapped cut against my make up-fillled cheeks. This “thing” was locked behind my nicely permed and bundled  up hair. It took  me a few seconds to realise that it was a panel gag, worn my fetish people. Why this? Then, I remembered the “no rights  for women” police law, which allowed  police to strictly cuff and  gag females of almost all ages and keep them so. Darn it!

“Move,” I was told. I nearly tripped as I was half dragged with  on-lookers starring  at me as I was dragged out of the main hall. Outside, the chilly  night air bit against my bare skin and I was  dragged towards a back police van. I nearly sprained my ankles as I was literally pushed up the steep steps. Inside, I was pushed towards a  mini cell and my cuffed hands  were locked against a set of rings and cuffs on the  metal wall. My ankles were also treated to manacles that were pretty short enough to make me think  they were handcuffs. Finally, a hood was draped over my head and  the cell was locked.

The van jerked immediately, yanking me against the wall and causing me to yelp out through the gag. “Shut up and stay that way or we’ll taser you,” came threat. What the heck? I thought. How could I obey that given the way they secured me to the seat/mini cell. I could only bear the pain of the fetters which obviously was exacerbated by the speed of the fast moving van.

All of a sudden, the  vehicle screeched to a hat. Gosh, how far did we travel? The cell clanged open and the men swiftly released me from the seat restraints. Again, the cold stung me as I was dragged into a dark building where I could barely make out the sign “Police Station”. I was dragged to a desk and for the first time, they adjusted my cuffed hands to the front. “Don’t think  we’re letting it easy girl, we need  to get your fingerprints.” My cuffed hands were pressed against an electronic scanner–wow, they’re hight tech now–and within in seconds my prints were entered into their database. With my hands behind my back again. I was marched to a wall with height marking on it and immediately guessed what was next. “We’re going to remove  you gag but any noise and you’ll be sorry,” snarled the smae  mechanical voice. “Remove” was the wrong word, the leather panel gag was yanked out so hard it almost  cu my lips and mouth. The mug shots took almost the same time  as  the  finger  printing–one facing front and  oen at the  side.

“Ok, Charlie,” how did  they know  my nickname  was Charlie. “We can do this the easy or  hard way. Either you strip for us or we’ll take of you nice  dress for you.”

“No…” was what I could muster. Actually, I meant no this was  all wrong–the sudden arrest and treatment, despite knowing that  this was  the new  legislation  in place. However, two me immediately grabbed me. One held me firmly while the other yanked  the  thin straps of my evening  dress down. Immediately, my breasts and my pink  bikini knickers. I was  wearing  those translucent/invisible bra forms around my boobs instead of a strapless bra and my sweat from all this suddenly “kidnapping” had made both cups loose.

“Ah such sexy knickers and well, what  a method of holding up your 34 Bs,” he said while the officer reached and yanked away the stick on bra. I screamed and turned bright red as my full boobs were exposed but was only given a smack and the same warning to keep quiet.

“I have my rights!” I yelled, ignoring him.

“So do we,” snarled the officer who took off my bra. My knickers were pull down half way and instead of fully removing it, he produced a knife and cut them off.

“Hey, you damaged my clothes! The  rules said that ow…..!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” My body was fried. “If you don’t shut up, we’ll shock you and perform a painful body search. Now, last change cooperate or else.”

The search was probably the most excruciating time of all my life. They removed everything  from my body: hairpins, earrings, rings, bracelet, necklace, tummy ring, watch and everything. They tocuhed every cavity: ear, nose, mouth, frisked my breasts, my hair and poked around  my vagina and anus. Finally, they stopped and dragged me over to a table wear something whitish was on it. I was strapped down using medical restraints and knew that I was being locked in an adult diaper–a Tena Slip Maxi to be exact.  I always wondered why they chose such a maximum protection diaper since it would never be fully used–at least use a Tena Slip Plus which doesn’t have  such  big a  capacity.

After being diapered and with locking panties on–unnecessary in my view since girls would be restrained almost 24–They draped a short but translucent gown to cover my exposed boobs. I was then back in the  cuffs and leg irons and panel gag. They prodded me down a dark  corridor and  my cell was revealed to me.  Since it was late at night–I judged the time to be 11-ish or so–I was restrained to be hard prison bed with medical straps again. “Good night, Charlie,” was the last I heard.

Lethargy over came me so despite the most uncomfortable sleep position, I feel immediately asleep.

The clanging of the cell door awoke me from my slumber and suddenly I felt the urge to pee. Then I remembered I was and that I was restrained and  diapered. As the officer approached the bed, I had no choice but to empty the contents of last night’s drinks on to the nappy. “Ah, good morning Charlie, so the diapers do come in handy after all eh?”

I blushed again as the dampness between my legs grew and grew. Without any more comment, he undid the straps holding me down and lifted me up. The rattling of chains was heard and I submitted myself to the cuffs and legirons and belt (Note: I still had the panel gag on through the night and luckily, I didn’t choke on it).

Outside, the usual lot of guards were there and I was escorted down the dark corridor again to a dazzling bright area which was for showering. I definitely yearned for this especially given  the events the night before. However, the guards/policemen instead re-cuffed my hands to the front with handcuffs with a longer chain. The gown was cut away and my diapers were removed. Deciding that making noise wasn’t a good option, I motioned towards my gag for them to remove it.

“You don’t need your mouth to shower. Now  you have 6 minutes. Get on with it and we’ll shut off the the water exactly then.”

I turned to face the shower, noticing only one tube for shower gel–clearly having  a bar of soap was too dangerous. As I moved into the shower “pit”, a blast of cold water hit me and I couldn’t help but yelp through my gag. After half a minute, I fumbled using my cuffed hands to gather some soap and with difficulty, I tried to wash myself, especially my crotch area and anus. The latter of course was extremely difficult given the way my hands were arranged. Before I knew it, the water was off. The guards were back, handing me a towel and again I had the difficult task of drying myself, handcuffed.

They made me wear  the same diaper–well it wasn’t fully soaked–and a new gown. Then the “leader” from the night before appeared and told me that i was going to be brought to court early. My case would not have a lawyer it seemed, as it was a serious crime that was evident. What nonsense, but of course couldn’t object. “Breakfast will come later,” I was told, making my heart sink further.

Apparently, the courthouse was some distance away so again, the van was needed. This time however, another apparatus was placed on me–that of a dark hood. It was clearly unnecessary as I brought out of the building and back  into the “mini-cell” of the van. This time, the ride was smoother but the seat restraints were still cutting into my flesh.

I was soon in a court room with no audience and made to stand, chained, gagged and wearing a diaper to face a prosecutor would read out my charge and a judge. Some court proceeding it was. The verdict was swift: Given my age, I was not given a jail term but was to be humiliated by being chained at the city centre. My labtop, computer and internet connect  would be removed for a year and I would be monitored if I was near any PC.

Hours  later:

I was nearly sun  burnt and my crotch was steaming and sticky with all the urine packed against it when they released me from the pole. I was locked back in the van and  after a bumpy ride, I was at my flat. My neighbours didn’t seem to notice the clanking of the chains I was led into my apartment. Standing up, the single policeman uncuffed me and my hands, senseless from the restraining, almost literally dropped to the floor. The rest of the  chains were unlocked and so was my gag. Finally, I was stripped of the dreaded diaper and gown. Nude, he  handed me a bill–expenses for the diaper and  a further fine  for my crime.

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