Chapter 15

It was not long before he felt unable to control the pressure of the water in his bowels. He evacuated almost immediately, feeling utter relief as he dispelled the entire contents of his bowels. He wiped his bottom and pressed the handle, which was set into the wall. He sat back down on the toilet seat and contemplated his fate. It was the first time he had been alone since sentence had been passed. He had no idea what happened next; he had heard rumours that four strokes of the birch was a really severe punishment. Boys at school had talked of the horror of six strokes of the birch, but no one he knew had ever experienced it. He just managed to cover his genitals with his hands as the two young warders appeared.

"I hope you have finished." The pretty young warder said as she beckoned for him to get up. John stood, his hands clutching his groin.

"Right now, hands by your sides and stand up straight." The young warder took hold of his hands and pulled them away from his groin.

"You will learn that there is no privacy for anyone in Jail, so you had better get used to it." John blushed profusely as the young women stood back and looked him up and down. Right come along, so the nurse can clean you up. The warders escorted him to one of the baths.

"Step in and stand facing me." The warder waited until he had stepped in; she took him by the waist and turned him to face her. The younger of the two nurses stepped forward with a flannel and container of strong smelling liquid soap. She walked around the bath to stand behind the naked boy. Taking the flannel she dipped it in the water and poured soap on to it. Resting one hand against the small of his back she started washing his bottom.

"Stand with your legs astride." She instructed, adding more soap to the flannel she pushed the material between the cheeks of his bottom.

"Come along get those legs apart so that the nurse can get at your bottom." The young warder pushed her hand between his thighs, pressuring his legs apart. John was blushing profusely as the nurse bent him forward. He could feel her fingers as she dropped the flannel and impudently pushed her hand between the cheeks of his bottom,. He gasped as he felt her finger push up into his sphincter and penetrate deep into his anus.

"Hold still there's a good boy." She pushed harder this time feeling the plump flesh of the prostate gland.

"Do keep still." The warder said sharply as he tried to evade the intense pressure from within his bottom. Several times john had tried to cover his genitals, but the warder had firmly moved his hands to his sides. The young nurse moved her finger vigorously in and out of his bottom, occasionally applying soap between the crevice of his buttocks.

"Arrgghhh... ooohh." He cried out involuntarily as she gave one final push before withdrawing her finger from his bottom. The nurse stepped around the bath and stood beside the warder. The second warder moved behind the boy and taking both his wrists pulled his arms behind him. The nurse looked at the blushing young man straight in the eyes, as she took hold of his penis in one hand and testicles in the other. Her soapy fingers pushed the foreskin of his penis back as she pulled his scrotum forward from between his legs. John threw his head back in anguish and humiliation as she soaped his genitals. She deftly manipulated the foreskin up and down the shaft until she felt it become stiff between her fingers. Taking more soap and scoop of water in her hand she continued to soap around his genitals. He tried to evade her touches but the prison warder held his arms tightly.

John closed his eyes as he felt his penis erecting. He could not bear the further humiliation of seeing the young prison officers looking at him. He felt utterly stupid being made to stand naked while a young girl washed his genitals as if he had no feelings. Once the nurse was satisfied she took a jug from the trolley and poured water over his erect penis.

"Come along step out of the bath, I want to dry you." John suffered further humiliation as the young nurse dried him. Casually she moved his erect penis from one side and then to the other as if it were nothing more than an arm or a leg.

"Turn around and bend over and touch your toes." This instruction was followed by the warders physically bending him over from the waist. He felt the hands of one of the warders part his bottom cheeks while the nurse deftly slipped the towel between his legs and dried between the cheeks of his buttocks.

"Right stand upright and let's have a look at you. John felt his hands being grasped behind his back as he stood up. The nurse stood back and looked at him. John felt absolutely humiliated being made to standup, legs astride, in front of the young nurse with his penis erect. He blushed to an even deeper red as he saw her smile at his penis standing straight out from between his thighs.

One of the warders went over to a cupboard at the far end of the room while the second warder held his arms behind his back. She came back with four leather cuffs. Each cuff had a small metal ring attached to it. Quickly she knelt down between his legs and strapped a cuff to each ankle. She then moved behind him, together the two warders strapped the remaining cuffs to his wrists.

"Come over here and bend over and touch your toes." The nurse moved toward the chromium-plated trolley that was situated near the bath. The warders took his arms and walked him toward the nurse. John was almost in a daze as they bent him over once more. He felt the nurses soft fingers gently rub a strong smelling antiseptic over his buttocks. Standing upright once more John looked down at himself to see that his penis, although still swollen was hanging down between his legs. One of the warders took a clip from her tunic pocket and placing his wrists together behind his back, clipped the leather cuffs together. The warders stood on either side of him and held his arms. The led him through the doorway and along the corridor to the doctors office. Sarah was just finished her cup of tea when she heard the warders knock at the door.

"Come in." She shouted as she got up from the corner of the desk where she had been sitting. She faced the door as they entered, her eyes quickly appraising the naked boy as he stood between the two warders. Sarah felt a stab of pity as she looked at the boy's blushing face and trembling body. Sarah had been aware of her own sexual predilections for a very long time. She could not help feeling excitement at the prospect of seeing the boy being birched; at the same time she felt compassion for him. He was obviously not a village lout, but a very sensitive young man. She looked at his body as one of the warders unclipped his cuffs and pushed him forward. Raising his chin she looked into his eyes, seeing the fear and trepidation he was experiencing.

"This won't take long and I am sure it will all soon be over." She said kindly as she placed the stethoscope in her ears. She listened to his heart, which was beating wildly. She moved the stethoscope slowly over his chest. She made him turn around by gently placing her hands on his shoulders. She listened again moving the stethoscope over his back.

"Just bend over, there's a good boy." She spoke softly to him as she pressed her fingers gently against his shoulder. John bent over and grasped his ankles. He felt the doctor's delicate fingers lightly brush over his buttocks. Sarah softly placed her thumbs between the crevice of his bottom and pulled the cheeks apart. Satisfied she told him to stand and face her once more. John obeyed, embarrassed by the sheer beauty of the young doctor, as he stood naked before her. Sarah gently cupped his chin and turned his face to the side. She stroked the soft palm of her hand over his chest and stomach; moving her hand down further she felt his penis throb as she slipped her hand between his legs and cupped his testicles.

"Cough for me will you." She lifted his testicles gently, feeling a thrill at her intimate contact with the boy. John coughed weakly, his cheeks on fire with the embarrassment and humiliation he felt.

"Cough again... a nice big one this time. She lifted his testicles feeling the soft balls of flesh move within the scrotal sac.

"There nearly finished now." Sarah took his penis between her fingers and gently pulled the foreskin back from the glans. She moved the turgid flesh upward to examine the opening and then gently let go. She noticed that the flesh had began to swell as she placed her hands on the boy's shoulders. She could see his bottom lip tremble and his eyes near to tears as he looked at her. Sarah could not think of anything appropriate to say, although she was determined to show him kindness when this was all over.

The warders escorted the boy along the wide corridor. His hands had been clipped together behind him and as he walked shakily towards the heavy blue door at the end of the corridor he felt near to fainting. They stopped in front of the door while one of the warders knocked. As the door swung open the warders took a firm grip on his arms. Before he had time to protest they had quickly moved him to the centre of the room. Two more female warders held him as they expertly clipped the cuffs around his wrists to narrow chains hanging from the beam above his head. Pulling the chains, the warders quickly had his arms hoisted into the air. They clipped the chains together and fastened the ankle cuffs to rings set in the floor. In a matter of seconds, John had found his body stretched tight. His legs were astride and his arms pulled outwards and upwards. He could not move.

As he looked around the room he was aware that there were several other people stand ing to the side of the room. To his left was a steel table holding stainless steel dishes. There was also a variety of medical instruments as well as bottles and gauze's. To the side of this, there was an oxygen cylinder, its rubber hose was attached to a face mask which rested on the table. He looked at the assembled people without recognising the governor, or the magistrate who had sentenced him. The young blonde warder moved to the window, which was directly in front him. He watched as she took off her tunic jacket. Her firm breasts pushed against the white cotton of her shirt as she moved toward an oak barrel in the corner of the room. She pulled out a long bundle of birch twigs, which had been soaking in brine. The twigs, which were forty inches in length, had been expertly bound at one end to make a comfortable handle. She moved directly in front of him, holding the birch down to let the brine drip from the twigs. John could not believe that this pretty young girl was to be the one to beat him. The young warder looked at him before moving behind him. She stood to one side and shook the last drops of brine from the birch. There was complete silence in the room. Sarah, who had entered quietly as they were fastening the young man to the beam, was also surprised to the see the young blonde warder taking the birch from the barrel. Sarah caught the eye of Lady Rawlings and gave her a quick smile of greeting before moving to the side of the room. They both looked at the prison governor.

"John Gilbert, you have been found guilty of causing damage to public property while drunk and incapable. You have been sentenced to six strokes of the birch. Sentence will commence forthwith. Doctor Wallis is there any medical reason why sentence should not be carried out?" The governor looked across at Sarah.

"No governor." Sarah managed to say, hoping that she had managed to conceal the excitement she felt. The governor moved to Sarah's side and whispered.

"Will you take up your position." Sarah had read the instruction leaflet, which she had found in the medial officer's desk draw. It stated that the prisoner must be examined for heart rate, breathing and rupture after every stroke. Sarah stood in front of the young man. He was trembling visibly as he looked into her eyes with a pleading expression. Sarah kept her face impassive and slipped her stethoscope into her ears. She stepped back as the governor nodded to the pretty blonde warder. The young warder raised the birch, holding the handle with both hands, she brought it down in a perfect arc hard against the middle of the boy's buttocks.

"Argggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." John screamed in agony. Hardly recognising his own voice as the pain seared through the very core of his body. He had not expected the pain to be so great. The birch twigs had moved against each other as they bit into the flesh, nipping and trapping the tender skin.

"Argggghhh... oooohhhh." He could not help himself crying out with the pain. Through a haze of pain he was aware of the young doctor moving the stethoscope over his chest. Her face was almost touching his as he felt the palm of her hand press against his stomach and slide down over his penis and between his legs. She cupped his testicles gently.

"Cough for me please." She moved her cheek next to his, so that he would cough over her shoulder. He was aware of her breasts pressing against his chest as she squeezed his testicles. John managed to cough to her satisfaction. Sarah moved back and nodded to the governor.

"Please mark one." One of the young warders marked a cross in one of the six boxes that were printed on the punishment form. The governor nodded to young blonde warder holding the birch. Sarah watched as the young girl raised the birch and then turned her attention to the naked young man in front of her. As the birch struck a second time across the centre of his buttocks, he threw back his head in anguish. His body stiffened for several seconds before he was able to scream. As he screamed Sarah stepped forward and cupped his testicles. There was plenty of movement to check for a rupture and she did not think that she would be able to make him cough through the pain he was feeling. She thrilled as his body thrashed in front of her. She squeezed the testicles gently more to give comfort to him in his anguish. Letting go she placed her stethoscope against his chest and checked his wildly beating heart for irregularities.

When she had finished she looked across at the governor. The governor nodded her approval at Sarahs methods and nodded to the young warder to continue.

"Mark two." She said as the birch was raised once again. The pretty young blonde brought the long bundle of twigs down hard.

"Thwaacck" The birch twigs bit into the young man's flesh in exactly the same spot as the other two strokes. Sarah moved around the prisoner and looked at the bright red wheals, which covered the entire buttock area. She placed her stethoscope against his back as he screamed in anguish.

"Arrrrggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... arrggggggghhhhhhhhhhh The veins of his neck stood out above his straining sinews as he screamed and screamed. Sarah slipped her hand between his legs and once more cupped his testicles. She fondled the captive flesh as he tried to move his body in relief against the pain. The governor looked enquiringly at her as she slid her hand from between his legs. Sarah nodded. She knew that he was fit and well yet felt that each time she nodded she felt like an emperor at a gladiatorial games, where a thumb turned down meant death or mutilation.

"Mark three" The governor nodded to the warder who raised the birch high above her head. Sarah could see the hardened nipples of her young breasts press against the thin cotton as she raised the birch. Sarah was fascinated as the young girl brought the birch down hard. She watched the twigs splay out across the cheeks of his bottom as the birch bit home. Sarah moved around the quivering boy, his movements were erratic as he tried to deal with the pain. His screams filled the room as she moved toward him. His penis was thrashing from side to side as he tried to rid his bottom of the pain. Sarah felt a thrill run through her body as she gently squeezed his testicles. She didn't know whether he was aware of the gentle pressure of her fingers as he shivered and quaked. As his screams subsided she could not help moving closer to him. Still squeezing his testicles she whispered.

"Give me a nice big cough there's a good boy." Sarah was aware of the effect this would normally have on a young man of his age, but she was not really sure if he heard her. She nodded to the governor once more.

"Mark four". Almost immediately the birch came swishing down through the air, landing with a loud "Thwaaakk." against his buttocks. Sarah watched as the young man's body stiffened as if in a trance. He cried out his voice sounding hoarse and weaker.

"Arrrrgggggggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhh... ohhh ohhhh... Please no more I can't stand it." Sarah moved forward quickly and placed the stethoscope on his chest, he was perspiring heavily. She slipped her hand between his legs, deliberately brushing over his penis, before cupping her fingers around his testicles. She moved her head closer and whispered in his ear.

"Give me a nice big cough, there's a good boy, come along now." Even through his anguish she felt sure he was aware of the delicate fondling of his testicles. She moved back and nodded quickly to the governor.

"Mark five" Sarah watched as the young blonde raised the birch with both hands. She caught Sarah's eye as she held the long birch above her head and gave her a knowing look. Sarah watched the young girl bring the birch down hard onto the centre of the boy's bottom. He screamed in pure abandonment as the twigs bit and pinched every part of his buttocks.

"Arrrrrrrrrgggggggggghhhhhhhhhh...

Arrrrrrrrrrggggggghhhhhhhhhh.oooohhhhhhhh. Sarah moved close to the boy, as she pressed her hand against his heaving stomach. She placed the stethoscope against his chest and as her hand slid down over his pubic hair she felt herself suddenly orgasm. The orgasm took her completely by surprise; she squeezed her legs together and bit her lip as she slipped her hand between the quivering thighs of the naked boy. She struggled to control herself as she cupped his testicles in her hand. Outwardly her expression gave the impression of trying to listen to the stethoscope amidst the young man's screams. Inwardly she felt the orgasm course through her body. She squeezed his testicles hard before letting go and standing back.

"Mark six. Thankyou ladies." The governor moved around to have a look at the boy's face, which was still contorted in agony.

"Your punishment is over, you will remain fastened for thirty minutes after that you will be checked over. If you are pronounced fit you will be free to get dressed and leave. I hope this has taught you a valuable lesson young man." John could hardly believe it was over. He had never thought, even in his wildest dreams that it would be possible to receive so much pain. He sobbed, tears rolling down his cheeks. He felt totally wracked with emotion. His pain was so intense, it was as if red-hot pokers had been applied to his bottom. The governor turned to Sarah.

"Thankyou Doctor Wallis, you were most efficient and conscientious. I would like you to check him in about ten minutes but first would you like a cup of tea." Sarah's emotions were in turmoil; was it possible to behave so normally after such an experience? She wondered.

Lady Rawlings caught Sarah's eye as she was preparing to leave.

"Can I have a quick word." Sarah nodded and moved closer to her.

"I am afraid my arrangements were short notice, but I hope you found the experience worthwhile." Sarah nodded and smiled.

"I didn't know what to expect but It was certainly a new experience." The rest of the staff had left the room apart from, Her Ladyship, Sarah, and the young blonde warder who had wielded the birch so efficiently.

"Why don't you check him over while I go and have a word with the governor." Lady Rawlings smiled as she moved past the doorway.

Sarah turned toward the young man who was still sobbing with anguish. She placed her stethoscope on his chest. His heart was still far faster than normal, but he was in good shape. She was about to leave when the young warder tapped her on the arm.

"I am going to do something now, you can stay and watch if you want." She dropped her gaze demurely, looking up at Sarah through lowered lashes. Sarah was intrigued, but made no comment.

"My name is Rebecca." She said shyly as she moved in front of the naked boy. She held the birch out in front of her and brushed the twigs over his chest. John opened his eyes and looked at the young girl, his eyes moved to her delicate hand holding the birch.

"Did it hurt you?" She asked innocently. The boy blushed, tears rolled down his cheeks.

"It feels like I am on fire." He managed to whisper.

"Well it's all over with now so I am going to put it back in the brine." She moved to the corner of the room and placed the birch back in the barrel. She moved back and stood in front of him once more. She held out her hand and cupped his chin, forcing him to look into her eyes. Sarah stepped back into the corner of the room and watched the young warder as she stood in front of the naked boy.

"Don't you feel ashamed standing naked in front of a girl, especially after she's given your bottom a good birching?" The young warder asked. She reached forward and stroked her hand across his chest, moving her hand until the fingertips rested against a nipple. She pinched the nipple between her finger and thumb until she felt the flesh harden. She placed her other hand on the opposite nipple and repeated the process.

The boy blushed an even deeper red.

"And how about this." The girl took her hands from his chest and reached down, placing her fingers delicately around his penis.

"Fancy being so helpless that I can do what I like with you! Don't you feel ashamed?" John closed is eyes in acute embarrassment, as the girl pushed the foreskin back and exposed the glans.

"Open your eyes and look at me, you wouldn't like me to give your bottom a few sharp smacks would you?"

She started to manipulate the foreskin, pulling the skin forward and squeezing before pushing it back until it would stretch no further. John opened his eyes, large tears were rolling down his blushing cheeks.

"That's better... now tell me what is the meaning of this?" She tapped his penis, which had begun to swell.

"Do you always display yourself so blatantly?" She continued moving the foreskin up and down the shaft of his penis, her innocent expression belying her actions.

"Answer me. I can see I am going to have to smack you if you don't answer me." John didn't know what to say.

"er... no miss." She pushed the foreskin back until it was fully stretched at the same time she scraped the nails of her other hand across the underside of his testicles, before taking a firm hold of them.