“The frightened three” Part 1
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Hi Fellows,
This is my first story I dare to publish. Hope you enjoy it. All characters are over 20. The story is pure fictitious, any resemblance to anyone is random.
Wal
“The frightened three”
Arrival
Alessandra was amazingly happy when she won the first prize in the wet t-shirt contest of state universities. The prize was a 7 day tour into Sinkunk a far east country with a business class flight, the two luxury hotels booked in the capital city and a trip at the sea side for her and her boyfriend. On top of that she received a lot of luxury goods sponsored by companies that advertised themselves during the competition, cosmetics, robes, sun glasses, leather bags of a famous designer, extravagant hats and two pair of high heels shoes. Goods and tour that she could never ever afford herself. It was the first time when she could take her boyfriend – Anthony for a trip. Her boyfriend, Anthony was initially reluctant and even opposed to her taking part in a beauty contest like that. Especially that her photos including in wet t-shirt were widely circulated in the weekend press and in the net. He was a shy and good boy from a hardworking family who owned a bakery and managed to expand it over years in a small but fast growing franchise network. He came to terms with her decision though. When she reached the contest’s finale, he told her that he is proud of her and overjoyed that his girlfriend is such a beautiful and well-shaped creature. Well, the shape was something that mattered for her, because Alessandra was a little fluffy with a small overweight and with a little too fat bottom. She worked hard at gym to make her ass an asset but it did not worked out. Her thighs and arms were a little too plump. Not to make her unattractive, her shoulders were thin and contrasted with heavy breasts. She was dark haired beauty 5.5 feet tall and with 155 pounds. With her pretty face, 36-26-40 measurements and 36D bra size to carry breasts which as the contest’s jury verdict went was well shaped, full, round and seductively positioned on her rather narrow shoulders, with beautiful nipples, surrounded by proportional, even and perfectly round areolas in vivid, slightly pinkish colour. Anthony was a little fat boy, it made him very shy and having a girlfriend like her was to him almost beyond reach.
Alessandra had a pleasant flight with so many helping and smiled flight attendants showing hospitality and joy, besides of her boyfriend she was also attended by a contest photographer who’s task was to make a complete coverage of her winning trip for the press and sponsors (and to attract new contests’ participants). Little she knew about her luggage’s secret compartment damaged plastic bag containing the heroin that spilled out due to the flight turbulences. The contest was actually a well organised cover for the operations of the organised crime syndicate which task was to make a “winning trip” every quarter using a fine young girl as a cover. It was funny that it emerged in a standalone venture with sponsors and proceeds that were not only covering the budget but even generated a small profit on its own. At the airport Alessandra collected her luggage and went to the toilet to change her travel clothes to the elegant robe, high up to the sky heel shoes and a floppy straw hat with a wide brim, perfect for a beach. She wanted to match the level of a top limousine service to drive her to the hotel.
When exiting from the toilet she was surprised to see the three seriously looking customs officers with a dog, one of them woman and three policemen asking her to follow them and to learn that she is suspected of a drug trafficking. They told her to follow them to the customs room for a search. She was handcuffed in the front and led through the doors and a corridor to the search. She had no time nor a possibility to tell or call her Anthony what happened. The customs room was all white and very brightly lit. In the customs room she was first left with the nurse and the customs woman who attached her handcuffed hands to a special hook mounted on the table – they explained it was meant to be a precaution - and then they searched her and examined her intimate parts wearing rubber gloves. Then the officers presented to her the secret compartment in her bag with her name on the tag and the flight stickers on it. She saw that there several plastic bags with the white powder. It’s not mine she said loudly. She then tried to explain to the police and customs officers that she knew nothing about the counterfeiting compartment in her luggage and that it was a brand new gift from one of the sponsors of the contest. In return, she was informed that the compartment contains 30 small plastic bags with 4.4 kg of heroin and on her hands, clothes and body were micro-traces of the same drug as in the bags. The footage from the toilet had shown that she changed clothes but had not touched the hidden compartment at that time. The police concluded that the traces of drugs on her clothes must have adhered to her hands and clothes much earlier, probably before checking in the luggage. She therefore must be detained for the further explanation, the consulate of her country was informed and she will have a lawyer at the court hearing scheduling for today (“a swift justice” the thought had crossed Alessandra’s mind) . Then she was led handcuffed outside of one of the airport’s entrance and taken by the police car to the detention cell at the court building. The press managed to take couple of photos when she was leaving the airport.
Detention
At the detention cell she met two local girls also arrested the same day for drug offences. Cheiko, was arrested in a hotel apartment together with Mui, both unconscious at the time of the police arrival, with 157 grams of cocaine on the table. The lawyers told them that their situation is serious and that they should show remorse. They were charged with possession of large quantity of drugs. Alessandra had not taken seriously that she could also be suspected of possessing even larger quantity. For her it was obvious that in a civilised world anyone can believe that she is being framed in smuggling of drugs of which she was unaware. Her mind went like crazy from the moment she was first given the luxury bags, then through packing it and then checking in at the departures. She was given only 2 hours to accustom with the situation before the hearing. The local girls explained to her that the country is widely known for its zero tolerance policy for drug offences with inevitable and nearly automatic death penalty, they themselves, were from good, normal families and were also claimed to be framed up by the boys from their former high school, after the crazy party to which they were invited last night through social media. They have not finished their story, when Alessandra was called by the police officer who informed her that she was allowed to see a consulate clerk. Alessandra was led to a separate room when she met the consulate officer, a large and little compassionate woman in her fifties, who confirmed that the death penalty is mandatory and that the evidences against Alessandra are serious. Janice – was her name – she told Alessandra that the local consular branch will ask for clemency, but that is all she could promise to her because chances that someone would believe in Alessandra’s story are rather remote. Janice tried, but was not actually comforting Alessandra when she told her that the long drop hanging method they employ in Sinkunk was, quick, merciful, instant and efficient. Alessandra went speechless for some time when she heard that. She trembled and pulled off, shook her head with disbelief and her mouth opened a little. It could not be real, it could not happen to her, that woman in front, she was insane. Alessandra was not really ready to hear a consolation like this, such things simply do not happen, do not happen to her, she had her plans for life. A marriage with Anthony was not agreed, but highly expected, perhaps next year, her mind raced to all the things that may somehow not happen that she will not ever experience, they loved each other, they would be a wonderful couple, would be? She thought. Would it never realise? Anthony! How she could forgot to get in touch with him, he was probably worried and he was the only little silver lining on the clouds that gathered above her head. After a long silence she asked Janice to find and inform Anthony and she gave her his details and the name of a hotel where they were supposed to stay. Janice promised to contact him, but it was rather impossible before the hearing which was set in two hours. Janice said goodbye, and left the room swaying her overgrown hips causing the fat gently move up and down under her thin, silk skirt.
The holding cell had only couple of chairs occupied by two local girls who were talking quietly and wept out sniffing their noses. There was a table and a simple but rather uncomfortable sofa. Alessandra sat down there and hugged her knees to her chest. Her heart bitten at an increased rate. Tears poured from her eyes, she swallowed a lot of them and felt bitterness in her throat. All those girls whom she has outplayed at the contest were now much happier than she, they off course did not know that yet, but soon they will. How much Alessandra wanted now to be in their place instead. The girls from the competition, every one of them have a bright future ahead, but Alessandra too had it, she had not accepted that her life would probably end here. Alessandra still could not believe what Janice told her, she thought of herself being imprisoned for life or decades or years instead of being executed. She was too young to die and that situation here, it was the first time she had any problem with the law, she could not simply believe in the worst. Alessandra’s mind went to the past, the smell of early summer rain in the garden of her grandma, apple tree where she used to climb and eat apples from branches – she will never experience it again. How it could happen, she tortured herself with the detailed sequence of getting the bags and packing them, how she could be so stupid. Despite the thoughts running through her mind and the hope for sudden help or at least imprisonment rather instead the worst, in the back of her head she heard the Janice’s words “instant”, “merciful”, “efficient” sounding again and again. After a while Alessandra felt sick with the headache.
Trial
Two hours later, the three terrified girls, Alessandra, Cheiko and Mui entered the court room trembling and sobbing. The procedure was indeed swift, evidences significant, everyone convinced about their guilt. Alessandra cried and screamed trying to explain the situation, but told herself later, when her emotions cooled, that she herself had been convinced of her guilt. Cheiko Woen, 21 and Mui Chung May, 22 showed remorse and asked for mercy. After listening to pleas of the accused girls, the judge told the them that they were found guilty the drug offence of the first degree, but the sentence is to be issued the next day in the public courtroom. Alessandra was 22 too and she already learned from the consulate clerk that in Sinkunk even 17 was precisely the age sufficient enough to receive the death penalty plus that the white girls cannot expect any favours. The three convicted were informed that they will remain in custody at Sinkunk women’s penitentiary. The police officers escorting the from the courtroom to the holding cell cuffed hands and legs of three shocked and frightened girls. It was another humiliation for Alessandra still wearing her hat, sunglasses and high heels. She was handcuffed in front of her and the handcuffs were attached to a thick leather belt that was wrapped in at her waist, then her leg cuffs were also attached through a short chain to the leather belt, so she only could move small steps, actually smaller than expected due to her high heel shoes. She and the other girls were terrified, sobbing and crying as they were escorted to the van and inside they were chained to a rail in the passenger’s compartment. One prison guard matron attended the transport sitting in the compartment together with the unfortunate sobbing and crying cargo.
Transfer
At the prison transfer room the shackles were removed by the three prison matrons. They told the girls to strip down and bent over. Then the girls were searched by the female nurse, including an unpleasant rubber glove search between their buttocks and inside anus. Finally they were given the orange shirtdresses. The shirtdresses were up to the knee level, had a pocket at the level of the left breast and seven buttons. For Alessandra the shirtdress was a little too tight, so she left the upper button opened and what for Mui and Cheiko ended at the knee level for her reached a little before mid of her thighs. No bra or underwear were given to them, only simple withe cotton panties, which for Alessandra again were too small and tight. The robe, hat, sunglasses and other private belongings including Alessandra’s fancy lingerie were confiscated as an evidence. The three unfortunate girls were then taken to the holding cell. They started to exchange their stories and at 8 PM the lights were switched off and they went asleep. Alessandra could not sleep she touched her throat with her hands her stomach ached as if she had a lot of stones packed in, her heart was bumping like a crazy. She thought about Anthony, he was the only bright part of her otherwise black and grey thoughts. The next day was not quite intense, they were given two simple rice based meals and nothing spectacular occurred until 5 PM, when the judicial clerk arrived. The three matrons entered the cell together with the clerk and three wardens. The clerk was there to read the sentence. All three girls were found guilty as charged and sentenced to death penalty by hanging (Alessandra’s sentence was handed over to her in English). The appeal was automatic in the death penalty cases and it is expected to be decided within 3 months or so, they may also sought clemency afterwards. During their time at the Chi Prison – the only one on the island where the death sentences or women are carried out – they will be hold in the common cell, together with the regular inmates - said one of the matrons, they may also contact their families and legal aid. The announcement was very formalistic. Alessandra went limp when she heard it, the matrons tried to help her stand, but she pushed them back with both hands and started to cry hysterically, calling Anthony to help her, she sat on the floor, moved away from matrons on all fours as if she wanted to escape the cell and was finally stopped and hold by the matrons. The other girls were also crying and sobbing. Alessandra said she will be patient now to get some leeway, she sat on the floor leaning against the wall, wrapped her hands around her knees and started to cry noiselessly, breathing spasmodically trying to calm down. The matrons waited a while for her and Chinese girls to calm down and then approached to Mui, then Cheiko and finally Alessandra and handcuffed their wrists behind. They explained that under the Chi Prison’s procedure the condemned inmates will be administered a sticker with a special bar code, a number, their names, age and the sentence. This was the first time when Alessandra heard the word condemned inmate referring to her and this made her even more mentally broken than when she heard the judgment itself. The matrons ordered the girls to be seated on the three chairs that were brought in by the male guards. The three male guards put their hands on girl arms, their hands and legs were fastened to the chair with plastic tie strips. The matrons first approached to Cheiko, unbuttoned the upper part of her shirtdress and lowered it from her arms. Cheiko’s face, normally joyful, like a smiling moon with full lips was now like a sad theatre mask, her long, shiny black hairs were on her left chin, eyes stared blankly into space, lips curved into a horseshoe-like grimace. Her small, firm apple breasts protruded in front. The matron fixed the bar code on her chest just above the left breast and buttoned the shirtdress leaving unbuttoned the two upper buttons, so the sticker remained visible . The same procedure was applied to Mui, only she was not so tranquil, she tried to pull out her arms and refused to stay calm. The Cheiko’s guard approached Mui, helped to hold her and persuaded something with low tone. Mui was a small girl with long face with the narrow, slanting eyes and also long, black hair, she calmed down and hung her head down. Her face became gloomy with an expression of resignation in her eyes. She let the matron to unbutton her shirtdress and not protested when the fabric was lowered exposing her small, little asymmetric breast, east-west type, with nipples pointing opposite directions. The matron stuck the sticker above her left tit and turned out to Alessandra. Alessandra looked at this scene paralyzed by fear, slowly digesting her terrible position with no way out, her eyes and cheeks were reddish from weeping. Matrons approached her and started slowly unbutton her shirt to release her, full, rounded but set aside breasts. She allowed the matrons to do their job and when it was finished she waited till the matron buttons the upper part of her shirtdress again looking dump into the space. The girls were instructed not to touch or remove the stickers. The sergeant matron explained that the stickers are permanent and could be removed only together with the skin. She also said that they will be now escorted to their common cell. A place where they spend at least three months she said, to comfort the condemned.
Husband
The next days were going slowly to Alessandra. She understand a little from the TV set on the wall of their common cell, the rhythm of a day was measured by the monotonous meals composed mostly of rice – she had barely eaten anything. On the fifth day she was asked by a warden to meet the visitor. Alessandra nervously wandered who it might be, she expected a consulate clerk, but instead she saw a small local man who said that he was appointed by her fiancée as her attorney. He said that Anthony cannot visit her personally, because he is not, formally, her family member, but he brought a letter from Anthony and handed it over to Alessandra. He also explained that she is supposed to read it now at the visiting room, because she cannot take with her anything without a special permission. Alessandra felt a warm excitement when she read the words of her boyfriend. He assured that he will never leave her, and that she is the love of his life. He also passed her the happiest and at the same time the saddest message, when he went to explain that he had in mind to propose to her at Sinkunk and since it is impossible to do it for him personally, he asks her to marry him right there at the prison through this letter. At that moment Alessandra stopped reading and hid her face in her hands. The attorney saw her reaction and said with calm voice that he has to show her something – Alessandra looked at him and saw in his hand a small open box with an engagement ring. It is true proposal said the attorney. He also said that it is embarrassing, but she is a lucky girl in some way. The question popping out in the prison’s walls was real and coming from the loving heart. He added that it will not be easy to arrange for marriage but since the sentence is not final yet, Alessandra is capable to make a decision and the ceremony could be held here. He also went to explain that from a pure legal side it also may contribute to spare her life, and when Alessandra started to look at him with disbelief, he said that most likely the judgment will not be changed, but if she became a pregnant wife, it might grant her a stay of execution. It will also enable her to see Anthony on several visits during which they will be granted a privacy. Alessandra could hardly believe that it could happen but she truly loved Anthony and was grateful to him for his devotion and love, so she quickly decided to say yes and signed all the papers that the lawyer brought in. Few days after she was called by the Chi Prison’s governor. He talked to her politely and asked whether she signed the deed to become Anthony’s wife. Alessandra confirmed and was told that the authorities will grant her a permit to marry him and allow some visits during her remaining time. The ceremony was arranged promptly the same day, it was simple only in front of the priest and the civil administration clerk who has recorded the marriage, the consulate representative – Janice and the prison’s governor as a customary witnesses. The photographer from the wet shirt competition was also allowed. Anthony explained to her that he asked the photographer to be there for the purpose. They will publish the photos to gain money for Alessandra’s defend fund back at home. After the ceremony they were allowed a one hour in a private marriage room of the Chi Prison. Alessandra had sex with Anthony before, but she was not really in the mood right now. She was under a dreadful stress over past week, she felt a cool heaviness in her stomach, and had a traumatic mental pain and could hardly think about anything else that her upcoming death. She started crying uncontrollably and loudly, she said she is so scarred, that she is going to die soon. Anthony hugged her, he said that will do everything to get her out of here, that until now she became famous everywhere and many people sympathised with her and that everyone thought, that she is framed, innocent girl. He also said that the lawyer whom he hired was renowned for his achievements with foreign prisoners. Finally he kissed her deep and Alessandra allowed him to strip her and they had a fast, not really pleasant intercourse. They had rested a while afterwards and get dressed, one hour fled fast.
The prison
The days started to pace for Alessandra monotonously. The only bright moments were Anthony’s visits each weekend. Alessandra came to terms with her situation and looked with some hope to the appeal procedure and perhaps a stay that could be granted, if she became pregnant. His weekly visits soon became the most wanted part of the week for her. Nights in prison were airless and hot. The cell that she shared with Cheiko an Mui had big barred window for the prison yard two solid walls between their and neighbouring cells and bars between the cell and the prison corridor. It was both very transparent and very embarrassing because the corridor was patrolled by both female and male guards overnight and was accessible to any other inmate over a day.
The prison was built on a classic square plan with a yard inside surrounded by cells with barred windows, Alessandra and her cell mates used to look with depression to the opposite side of the yard. There were a certain part without the cells on the first floor. Instead there was a heavy wooden beam on the height of nearly 16 feet and a concrete scaffold with four wooden traps and metal hooks above in the beam, it was around forty feet width. Alessandra used to panic and could not look at it longer than for a second for the first two weeks in the prison, afterwards she somehow get used to this view when caught her eye there. Even if she endured tortures and depression she get used to the view, hoping against the facts that perhaps she will be spared the ordeal.
During the day, the prison life went on in the yard and the scaffold offered a shadow in the high noon, other inmates often made jokes on it in their language, which Alessandra thankfully had not understand. The inmates toned down their laughs though when she was around.
The cells were supposed to be locked during the night, but remained open over the day, occasionally, when Alessandra was walking on the corridors, the guards checked the sticker on her left breast with their cell phones – she noticed that they do it rather to get a look at her bosom breast when she was unbuttoning the first two, or if she was in a good mood, three upper buttons of her shirtdress.
The cane
One day something unusual happened. Cheiko and Mui were giggling on the corridor Mui pointing her finger towards one of the younger of the two male guards who were just passing by. The guards stopped instantly and came back to the girls. The older guard said something with a sharp tone to Mui, she unbuttoned her upper shirtdress and he made a scan of her sticker, then he order her to do something that Alessandra did not get. Mui turned back dropped her panties down and bent over. The older guard addressed the younger with an order expressed with low voice. The younger guard raised his hand and hit her fast in the buttocks three times with a thin cane, Mui screamed and sobbed. The guards usually were walking with such canes, but so far Alessandra thought it was like a parade weapon, today it was the first time she saw it used. Mui raised and pulled over her panties, her face was reddish and unhappy, tears were falling on her cheeks. The girls approached her as soon as the guards moved along and hugged and kissed her trying to comfort her after the pain. The younger guard came to their cell this evening and as far Alessandra understood he apologised and brought Mui a flower, she smiled and started a chat with him. Next day the guard came again with a friend who brought a red lipstick for Cheiko as a gift. Since then they used to meet more often and Alessandra was regularly asked to leave the cell for one or two hours from time to time for them to have some privacy, she usually went to have a shower The big common shower room was open for access to inmates all day but remained watched by two female prison personnel inside and by security cameras. Upon her return after usually an hour of ablution, it was in turn the time for Cheiko and Mui who had to get shower, so she had some time for herself. The guards somehow managed to circumvent the cell locking procedures and more often stayed with girls overnight, the Chinese girls frantically grasped last pleasures of their life with the two young guards. Alessandra was occasionally invited to join them, but she always politely refused and tried to get some sleep wrapped in a thin bedsheet. She had her own love. A lesson she learned from her cellmates was to use the every bit of it, a pleasure that she could give him and extract from him was the only precious memory she could leave to him afterwards. Anthony was surprised by this sudden change and the disappearance of the deterrents that until recently restrained his wife during their earlier meetings in the marriage private room of the Chi Prison. Their Saturdays meetings were now hotter, she was more open for new things, Anthony cuddled her stronger and longer than earlier before, in turn Alessandra felt emboldened and braver, her hope to be sparred grew. Neither she or he knew about the secret policy in the Chi Prison which was to serve contraceptives drugs to inmates dissolved in running water or added to the food. Hence, the plan that Anthony had was actually impossible to achieve its goal, the Prison instead reduced risks of being sued for unwelcome pregnancies and it was much easier to keep at house all the potential outbursts caused by unavoidable intercourses between the guards and inmates.
Lashes
Few days later, an unusual drill was imposed on all inmates. The cells remained closed in the morning and the inside yard was slowly filled with TV cameras and crews. On the opposite side of the yard the prison’s staff ably mounted a wooden triangle construction of three beams joined at the top, about 9 feet height with handcuffs swollen from two beams in the upper part and the leg cuffs lower part. Next to the beams triangle, they set a wooden tribune with four rows of long benches. After an hour of preparations several men in suits or long sleeve shirts entered the yard and sat on the benches also a few female guests attended. Few minutes after, the doors under the scaffold opened and all terrified inmates watching from their cells could see two guards dragging into the yard a white red haired young girl. She writhed passionately and cried loudly. She was already wearing the standard seven button shirtdress with a left breast already marked with a prison’s label. She resisted with all her might, sticking her left shoe into the ground and stretching her left leg in front while moving her body down; by doing this she had slowed the pace of the guards for a while, but the two guards were mightier after all. She tried hard pulling her right leg in front and almost lying on her back. The guards slowly but surely lifted her under her arms and finally approached the triangle. At this moment two female guards approached and cuffed her ankles first the right and then the left one to the lower part of the triangle’s beams, this made her legs spread and her legs were left only with a small leeway. The men guard were holding her arm from behind. The guards were wearing white gloves and parade uniforms with withe shirt, a tie and a hat. The whole scene was carefully taped by cameras with one of them on the front side and one on the back side of the prisoner. Cameramen were moving following the guards using the special tracks mounted in the ground during preparations. Alessandra and other inmates were looking at through the barred windows, the silent witnesses terrorised by the scene and compassionate. Alessandra noticed that the TV set in their cell has shown the close-up of cameras, but she barely understand any word from the comment. She grabbed some Chinese over the days with other inmates, most of them barely speaking any other language, later as explained by Cheiko, she learned that the poor read head girl was caught when spraying a bus stop with two boys. All three were caught and sentenced for 41 lashes and three months imprisonment. The girl’s name was Samantha and she did this for a glory, since within the graffiti community, where she belonged, spraying something on public buildings in Sinkunk was the highest possible achievement. Probably due to unusual and severe punishment, if caught. Making some graffiti here and publishing the photos on social media happened from time to time, lastly less often, since in response the Sinkunk authorities increased the punishment from 25 to 41 lashes. The vandalism has never attracted a wider public acceptance, even western societies were less prone to sympathy with offenders of that type, not that the Sinkunk authorities cared too much of the western societies’ opinion. Now Samantha was to pay for her offence getting her 41 lashes. Once her legs were cuffed to the triangle sticks the female guards moved in front of her and started to unbutton her shirt dress. Samantha opposed and she even spit intentionally in the female guard face, but that was all she could do, held firmly by the male guards, with her arms behind her. She jerked with her cuffed legs as if she wanted to kick the guard in front of her. The female guards with the help of the men finally took off her shirt dress, leaving her only with white panties. They jointly lifted her arms in front of her and cuffed her hands at the junction of the triangle. The female guard whom she spit in face a minute before approached her with a diabolic smile and large scissors, Samantha shuddered when the scissors touched her hips, the guard cut her panties on left then on the right side and slowly pulled them off. Samantha was left as God made her, the camera focused on few close ups of her small breasts with pale, pink nipples and barely haired pussy, sharply indicating a furrow in the middle. The back camera was making rich view of the clearly outlined buttocks with the rear view on her pussy. The other female guard approached her from the front with a long white thin towel, she wrapped it around her waist and started to braid the ends of the towel like a rope until she reached her lower part of abdomen, then she put it underneath, firmly placed in between of Smantha’s buttocks, then fixed and tied it at her waist. By doing that Samantha’s pussy and rectum was protected from blows, while buttocks were still exposed. The female guard caressed gently Samantha’s cheek leaving her surprised with this sudden symptom of sympathy. That was the last nice touch before the ordeal. The man in the black suit with a thin leather whip in his right hand approached Samantha accompanied by a nurse wearing opposite withe uniform. The nurse watched carefully the trembling, despite heat victim, persuaded her to obey for her own good while showing her a thick wooden gag, then grabbed her jaw and pushed into her mouth a thick wooden stick with thin leather belt on both sides, she fastened it behind girl’s neck and nodded to the whip man. Soon she received her first stroke and cried out shortly, with a sound muffed by a stick gag in her mouth. After statutory 5 seconds she received another one and another one, making her shoulders marked with three red streaks. At the fourth and five stroke Samantha cried louder and sobbed, first tears dropped from her eyes, which was duly filmed by the cameraman in front of her. The next lashes came slowly but surely. So far Samantha only cried and sobbed when the stroke hit her back, after the eleventh stroke, Samantha started crying and sobbing constantly, her cheeks were flooded with tears mixed with black make up mascara that she had put this morning before being caught literally red handed at the bus stop by the Sinkunk Police. Until the fifteenth stroke the whip man managed to place lashes on the upper part of her shoulders one next to the other collecting for her the fifteen clearly lined marks on her shoulder, then he had to change the angle and the sixteen stroke went a little sideway marking Samantha’s right breast with a bloody stain, the next four lashes crossed the previous ones making the impression of a bloody pulp on her back. After the twentieth stroke, the whip man had to stop and made a mandatory 5 minutes break for the nurse to examine the condemned. Samantha hung limply on her hands shacked, her body was shuddering from uncontrollable sobbing. She was telling something to the nurse shaking her head. The nurse looked at the breast, then her shoulders, nodded to the whip man that everything was ok and gave Samantha smelling salts which got her on her feet. The ten lashes landed on the middle and lower part of Samantha’s back making her to mourn and scream all the time. The last eleven lashes crossed on the buttocks six from left side and five from the right. Samantha wriggled and screamed and finally went limp again. The ordeal came to an end. The female guards brought the bed trolley and with the help of other guards lied down Samantha’s body shoulders up, the nurse covered her back with a gauze soaked with sterile balm. The trolley was then moved to the building escorted by watchful eyes of camera lenses.
Samantha
The trolley landed finally in Alessandra’s and Chinese’s girls cell. Alessandra was instructed by the nurse to take the daily care of Samantha. The nurse explained how to deal with the medicines and a healing balm. It was customary in the cases like that to delegate the daily care to be provided by the co-inmates. Alessandra was picked up, since she was the native English speaker and closest by background to the whipped girl. All this the nurse explained to Alessandra, and she readily accepted her custody over the girl, to which she already had felt a sympathy as a victim of the same legal system. The first days were difficult, Alessandra was aiding Samantha with everything, feeding and watering her and keeping the application of medicines and the healing balm. Samantha screamed the first day when Alessandra as gently as she could rubbed in the balm in her fresh wounds. Carrying her to the toilet was probably the most demanding physically. Samantha could not sit down herself and needed help with keeping her in a sitting position while not touching the desk. Her wounds were too fresh to touch and uphold the body weight. The balm was quite efficient and Samantha pulled herself together within a week time. She was grateful to Alessandra and Chinese girls for their assistance. She said, she could never expected so much kindness and help from strangers. Soon Samantha get closed along with them, felt good and safe in theirs and especially Alessandra’s company. They talked frankly about their fate and Samantha was terrified and frightened when she heard Alessandra explaining her own and her cell mates situation and most possible punishment. After the second week Samantha was able to take care of herself, move along the cell and use the toilet on her own, but still needed help with putting the balm on her backs. Alessandra rubbed her back with the balm gently and with utmost care. She also realised that that it was a kind of therapy to herself, caring for Samantha gave her mental strength. After four weeks Samangha was moved to another cell to serve the remaining two months of her imprisonment. She promised to meet Anthony and Alessandra’s parents when released from prison. Meanwhile, Samantha frequently met Alessandra, Cheiko and Mui on the yard or in their cell.
This is my first story I dare to publish. Hope you enjoy it. All characters are over 20. The story is pure fictitious, any resemblance to anyone is random.
Wal
“The frightened three”
Arrival
Alessandra was amazingly happy when she won the first prize in the wet t-shirt contest of state universities. The prize was a 7 day tour into Sinkunk a far east country with a business class flight, the two luxury hotels booked in the capital city and a trip at the sea side for her and her boyfriend. On top of that she received a lot of luxury goods sponsored by companies that advertised themselves during the competition, cosmetics, robes, sun glasses, leather bags of a famous designer, extravagant hats and two pair of high heels shoes. Goods and tour that she could never ever afford herself. It was the first time when she could take her boyfriend – Anthony for a trip. Her boyfriend, Anthony was initially reluctant and even opposed to her taking part in a beauty contest like that. Especially that her photos including in wet t-shirt were widely circulated in the weekend press and in the net. He was a shy and good boy from a hardworking family who owned a bakery and managed to expand it over years in a small but fast growing franchise network. He came to terms with her decision though. When she reached the contest’s finale, he told her that he is proud of her and overjoyed that his girlfriend is such a beautiful and well-shaped creature. Well, the shape was something that mattered for her, because Alessandra was a little fluffy with a small overweight and with a little too fat bottom. She worked hard at gym to make her ass an asset but it did not worked out. Her thighs and arms were a little too plump. Not to make her unattractive, her shoulders were thin and contrasted with heavy breasts. She was dark haired beauty 5.5 feet tall and with 155 pounds. With her pretty face, 36-26-40 measurements and 36D bra size to carry breasts which as the contest’s jury verdict went was well shaped, full, round and seductively positioned on her rather narrow shoulders, with beautiful nipples, surrounded by proportional, even and perfectly round areolas in vivid, slightly pinkish colour. Anthony was a little fat boy, it made him very shy and having a girlfriend like her was to him almost beyond reach.
Alessandra had a pleasant flight with so many helping and smiled flight attendants showing hospitality and joy, besides of her boyfriend she was also attended by a contest photographer who’s task was to make a complete coverage of her winning trip for the press and sponsors (and to attract new contests’ participants). Little she knew about her luggage’s secret compartment damaged plastic bag containing the heroin that spilled out due to the flight turbulences. The contest was actually a well organised cover for the operations of the organised crime syndicate which task was to make a “winning trip” every quarter using a fine young girl as a cover. It was funny that it emerged in a standalone venture with sponsors and proceeds that were not only covering the budget but even generated a small profit on its own. At the airport Alessandra collected her luggage and went to the toilet to change her travel clothes to the elegant robe, high up to the sky heel shoes and a floppy straw hat with a wide brim, perfect for a beach. She wanted to match the level of a top limousine service to drive her to the hotel.
When exiting from the toilet she was surprised to see the three seriously looking customs officers with a dog, one of them woman and three policemen asking her to follow them and to learn that she is suspected of a drug trafficking. They told her to follow them to the customs room for a search. She was handcuffed in the front and led through the doors and a corridor to the search. She had no time nor a possibility to tell or call her Anthony what happened. The customs room was all white and very brightly lit. In the customs room she was first left with the nurse and the customs woman who attached her handcuffed hands to a special hook mounted on the table – they explained it was meant to be a precaution - and then they searched her and examined her intimate parts wearing rubber gloves. Then the officers presented to her the secret compartment in her bag with her name on the tag and the flight stickers on it. She saw that there several plastic bags with the white powder. It’s not mine she said loudly. She then tried to explain to the police and customs officers that she knew nothing about the counterfeiting compartment in her luggage and that it was a brand new gift from one of the sponsors of the contest. In return, she was informed that the compartment contains 30 small plastic bags with 4.4 kg of heroin and on her hands, clothes and body were micro-traces of the same drug as in the bags. The footage from the toilet had shown that she changed clothes but had not touched the hidden compartment at that time. The police concluded that the traces of drugs on her clothes must have adhered to her hands and clothes much earlier, probably before checking in the luggage. She therefore must be detained for the further explanation, the consulate of her country was informed and she will have a lawyer at the court hearing scheduling for today (“a swift justice” the thought had crossed Alessandra’s mind) . Then she was led handcuffed outside of one of the airport’s entrance and taken by the police car to the detention cell at the court building. The press managed to take couple of photos when she was leaving the airport.
Detention
At the detention cell she met two local girls also arrested the same day for drug offences. Cheiko, was arrested in a hotel apartment together with Mui, both unconscious at the time of the police arrival, with 157 grams of cocaine on the table. The lawyers told them that their situation is serious and that they should show remorse. They were charged with possession of large quantity of drugs. Alessandra had not taken seriously that she could also be suspected of possessing even larger quantity. For her it was obvious that in a civilised world anyone can believe that she is being framed in smuggling of drugs of which she was unaware. Her mind went like crazy from the moment she was first given the luxury bags, then through packing it and then checking in at the departures. She was given only 2 hours to accustom with the situation before the hearing. The local girls explained to her that the country is widely known for its zero tolerance policy for drug offences with inevitable and nearly automatic death penalty, they themselves, were from good, normal families and were also claimed to be framed up by the boys from their former high school, after the crazy party to which they were invited last night through social media. They have not finished their story, when Alessandra was called by the police officer who informed her that she was allowed to see a consulate clerk. Alessandra was led to a separate room when she met the consulate officer, a large and little compassionate woman in her fifties, who confirmed that the death penalty is mandatory and that the evidences against Alessandra are serious. Janice – was her name – she told Alessandra that the local consular branch will ask for clemency, but that is all she could promise to her because chances that someone would believe in Alessandra’s story are rather remote. Janice tried, but was not actually comforting Alessandra when she told her that the long drop hanging method they employ in Sinkunk was, quick, merciful, instant and efficient. Alessandra went speechless for some time when she heard that. She trembled and pulled off, shook her head with disbelief and her mouth opened a little. It could not be real, it could not happen to her, that woman in front, she was insane. Alessandra was not really ready to hear a consolation like this, such things simply do not happen, do not happen to her, she had her plans for life. A marriage with Anthony was not agreed, but highly expected, perhaps next year, her mind raced to all the things that may somehow not happen that she will not ever experience, they loved each other, they would be a wonderful couple, would be? She thought. Would it never realise? Anthony! How she could forgot to get in touch with him, he was probably worried and he was the only little silver lining on the clouds that gathered above her head. After a long silence she asked Janice to find and inform Anthony and she gave her his details and the name of a hotel where they were supposed to stay. Janice promised to contact him, but it was rather impossible before the hearing which was set in two hours. Janice said goodbye, and left the room swaying her overgrown hips causing the fat gently move up and down under her thin, silk skirt.
The holding cell had only couple of chairs occupied by two local girls who were talking quietly and wept out sniffing their noses. There was a table and a simple but rather uncomfortable sofa. Alessandra sat down there and hugged her knees to her chest. Her heart bitten at an increased rate. Tears poured from her eyes, she swallowed a lot of them and felt bitterness in her throat. All those girls whom she has outplayed at the contest were now much happier than she, they off course did not know that yet, but soon they will. How much Alessandra wanted now to be in their place instead. The girls from the competition, every one of them have a bright future ahead, but Alessandra too had it, she had not accepted that her life would probably end here. Alessandra still could not believe what Janice told her, she thought of herself being imprisoned for life or decades or years instead of being executed. She was too young to die and that situation here, it was the first time she had any problem with the law, she could not simply believe in the worst. Alessandra’s mind went to the past, the smell of early summer rain in the garden of her grandma, apple tree where she used to climb and eat apples from branches – she will never experience it again. How it could happen, she tortured herself with the detailed sequence of getting the bags and packing them, how she could be so stupid. Despite the thoughts running through her mind and the hope for sudden help or at least imprisonment rather instead the worst, in the back of her head she heard the Janice’s words “instant”, “merciful”, “efficient” sounding again and again. After a while Alessandra felt sick with the headache.
Trial
Two hours later, the three terrified girls, Alessandra, Cheiko and Mui entered the court room trembling and sobbing. The procedure was indeed swift, evidences significant, everyone convinced about their guilt. Alessandra cried and screamed trying to explain the situation, but told herself later, when her emotions cooled, that she herself had been convinced of her guilt. Cheiko Woen, 21 and Mui Chung May, 22 showed remorse and asked for mercy. After listening to pleas of the accused girls, the judge told the them that they were found guilty the drug offence of the first degree, but the sentence is to be issued the next day in the public courtroom. Alessandra was 22 too and she already learned from the consulate clerk that in Sinkunk even 17 was precisely the age sufficient enough to receive the death penalty plus that the white girls cannot expect any favours. The three convicted were informed that they will remain in custody at Sinkunk women’s penitentiary. The police officers escorting the from the courtroom to the holding cell cuffed hands and legs of three shocked and frightened girls. It was another humiliation for Alessandra still wearing her hat, sunglasses and high heels. She was handcuffed in front of her and the handcuffs were attached to a thick leather belt that was wrapped in at her waist, then her leg cuffs were also attached through a short chain to the leather belt, so she only could move small steps, actually smaller than expected due to her high heel shoes. She and the other girls were terrified, sobbing and crying as they were escorted to the van and inside they were chained to a rail in the passenger’s compartment. One prison guard matron attended the transport sitting in the compartment together with the unfortunate sobbing and crying cargo.
Transfer
At the prison transfer room the shackles were removed by the three prison matrons. They told the girls to strip down and bent over. Then the girls were searched by the female nurse, including an unpleasant rubber glove search between their buttocks and inside anus. Finally they were given the orange shirtdresses. The shirtdresses were up to the knee level, had a pocket at the level of the left breast and seven buttons. For Alessandra the shirtdress was a little too tight, so she left the upper button opened and what for Mui and Cheiko ended at the knee level for her reached a little before mid of her thighs. No bra or underwear were given to them, only simple withe cotton panties, which for Alessandra again were too small and tight. The robe, hat, sunglasses and other private belongings including Alessandra’s fancy lingerie were confiscated as an evidence. The three unfortunate girls were then taken to the holding cell. They started to exchange their stories and at 8 PM the lights were switched off and they went asleep. Alessandra could not sleep she touched her throat with her hands her stomach ached as if she had a lot of stones packed in, her heart was bumping like a crazy. She thought about Anthony, he was the only bright part of her otherwise black and grey thoughts. The next day was not quite intense, they were given two simple rice based meals and nothing spectacular occurred until 5 PM, when the judicial clerk arrived. The three matrons entered the cell together with the clerk and three wardens. The clerk was there to read the sentence. All three girls were found guilty as charged and sentenced to death penalty by hanging (Alessandra’s sentence was handed over to her in English). The appeal was automatic in the death penalty cases and it is expected to be decided within 3 months or so, they may also sought clemency afterwards. During their time at the Chi Prison – the only one on the island where the death sentences or women are carried out – they will be hold in the common cell, together with the regular inmates - said one of the matrons, they may also contact their families and legal aid. The announcement was very formalistic. Alessandra went limp when she heard it, the matrons tried to help her stand, but she pushed them back with both hands and started to cry hysterically, calling Anthony to help her, she sat on the floor, moved away from matrons on all fours as if she wanted to escape the cell and was finally stopped and hold by the matrons. The other girls were also crying and sobbing. Alessandra said she will be patient now to get some leeway, she sat on the floor leaning against the wall, wrapped her hands around her knees and started to cry noiselessly, breathing spasmodically trying to calm down. The matrons waited a while for her and Chinese girls to calm down and then approached to Mui, then Cheiko and finally Alessandra and handcuffed their wrists behind. They explained that under the Chi Prison’s procedure the condemned inmates will be administered a sticker with a special bar code, a number, their names, age and the sentence. This was the first time when Alessandra heard the word condemned inmate referring to her and this made her even more mentally broken than when she heard the judgment itself. The matrons ordered the girls to be seated on the three chairs that were brought in by the male guards. The three male guards put their hands on girl arms, their hands and legs were fastened to the chair with plastic tie strips. The matrons first approached to Cheiko, unbuttoned the upper part of her shirtdress and lowered it from her arms. Cheiko’s face, normally joyful, like a smiling moon with full lips was now like a sad theatre mask, her long, shiny black hairs were on her left chin, eyes stared blankly into space, lips curved into a horseshoe-like grimace. Her small, firm apple breasts protruded in front. The matron fixed the bar code on her chest just above the left breast and buttoned the shirtdress leaving unbuttoned the two upper buttons, so the sticker remained visible . The same procedure was applied to Mui, only she was not so tranquil, she tried to pull out her arms and refused to stay calm. The Cheiko’s guard approached Mui, helped to hold her and persuaded something with low tone. Mui was a small girl with long face with the narrow, slanting eyes and also long, black hair, she calmed down and hung her head down. Her face became gloomy with an expression of resignation in her eyes. She let the matron to unbutton her shirtdress and not protested when the fabric was lowered exposing her small, little asymmetric breast, east-west type, with nipples pointing opposite directions. The matron stuck the sticker above her left tit and turned out to Alessandra. Alessandra looked at this scene paralyzed by fear, slowly digesting her terrible position with no way out, her eyes and cheeks were reddish from weeping. Matrons approached her and started slowly unbutton her shirt to release her, full, rounded but set aside breasts. She allowed the matrons to do their job and when it was finished she waited till the matron buttons the upper part of her shirtdress again looking dump into the space. The girls were instructed not to touch or remove the stickers. The sergeant matron explained that the stickers are permanent and could be removed only together with the skin. She also said that they will be now escorted to their common cell. A place where they spend at least three months she said, to comfort the condemned.
Husband
The next days were going slowly to Alessandra. She understand a little from the TV set on the wall of their common cell, the rhythm of a day was measured by the monotonous meals composed mostly of rice – she had barely eaten anything. On the fifth day she was asked by a warden to meet the visitor. Alessandra nervously wandered who it might be, she expected a consulate clerk, but instead she saw a small local man who said that he was appointed by her fiancée as her attorney. He said that Anthony cannot visit her personally, because he is not, formally, her family member, but he brought a letter from Anthony and handed it over to Alessandra. He also explained that she is supposed to read it now at the visiting room, because she cannot take with her anything without a special permission. Alessandra felt a warm excitement when she read the words of her boyfriend. He assured that he will never leave her, and that she is the love of his life. He also passed her the happiest and at the same time the saddest message, when he went to explain that he had in mind to propose to her at Sinkunk and since it is impossible to do it for him personally, he asks her to marry him right there at the prison through this letter. At that moment Alessandra stopped reading and hid her face in her hands. The attorney saw her reaction and said with calm voice that he has to show her something – Alessandra looked at him and saw in his hand a small open box with an engagement ring. It is true proposal said the attorney. He also said that it is embarrassing, but she is a lucky girl in some way. The question popping out in the prison’s walls was real and coming from the loving heart. He added that it will not be easy to arrange for marriage but since the sentence is not final yet, Alessandra is capable to make a decision and the ceremony could be held here. He also went to explain that from a pure legal side it also may contribute to spare her life, and when Alessandra started to look at him with disbelief, he said that most likely the judgment will not be changed, but if she became a pregnant wife, it might grant her a stay of execution. It will also enable her to see Anthony on several visits during which they will be granted a privacy. Alessandra could hardly believe that it could happen but she truly loved Anthony and was grateful to him for his devotion and love, so she quickly decided to say yes and signed all the papers that the lawyer brought in. Few days after she was called by the Chi Prison’s governor. He talked to her politely and asked whether she signed the deed to become Anthony’s wife. Alessandra confirmed and was told that the authorities will grant her a permit to marry him and allow some visits during her remaining time. The ceremony was arranged promptly the same day, it was simple only in front of the priest and the civil administration clerk who has recorded the marriage, the consulate representative – Janice and the prison’s governor as a customary witnesses. The photographer from the wet shirt competition was also allowed. Anthony explained to her that he asked the photographer to be there for the purpose. They will publish the photos to gain money for Alessandra’s defend fund back at home. After the ceremony they were allowed a one hour in a private marriage room of the Chi Prison. Alessandra had sex with Anthony before, but she was not really in the mood right now. She was under a dreadful stress over past week, she felt a cool heaviness in her stomach, and had a traumatic mental pain and could hardly think about anything else that her upcoming death. She started crying uncontrollably and loudly, she said she is so scarred, that she is going to die soon. Anthony hugged her, he said that will do everything to get her out of here, that until now she became famous everywhere and many people sympathised with her and that everyone thought, that she is framed, innocent girl. He also said that the lawyer whom he hired was renowned for his achievements with foreign prisoners. Finally he kissed her deep and Alessandra allowed him to strip her and they had a fast, not really pleasant intercourse. They had rested a while afterwards and get dressed, one hour fled fast.
The prison
The days started to pace for Alessandra monotonously. The only bright moments were Anthony’s visits each weekend. Alessandra came to terms with her situation and looked with some hope to the appeal procedure and perhaps a stay that could be granted, if she became pregnant. His weekly visits soon became the most wanted part of the week for her. Nights in prison were airless and hot. The cell that she shared with Cheiko an Mui had big barred window for the prison yard two solid walls between their and neighbouring cells and bars between the cell and the prison corridor. It was both very transparent and very embarrassing because the corridor was patrolled by both female and male guards overnight and was accessible to any other inmate over a day.
The prison was built on a classic square plan with a yard inside surrounded by cells with barred windows, Alessandra and her cell mates used to look with depression to the opposite side of the yard. There were a certain part without the cells on the first floor. Instead there was a heavy wooden beam on the height of nearly 16 feet and a concrete scaffold with four wooden traps and metal hooks above in the beam, it was around forty feet width. Alessandra used to panic and could not look at it longer than for a second for the first two weeks in the prison, afterwards she somehow get used to this view when caught her eye there. Even if she endured tortures and depression she get used to the view, hoping against the facts that perhaps she will be spared the ordeal.
During the day, the prison life went on in the yard and the scaffold offered a shadow in the high noon, other inmates often made jokes on it in their language, which Alessandra thankfully had not understand. The inmates toned down their laughs though when she was around.
The cells were supposed to be locked during the night, but remained open over the day, occasionally, when Alessandra was walking on the corridors, the guards checked the sticker on her left breast with their cell phones – she noticed that they do it rather to get a look at her bosom breast when she was unbuttoning the first two, or if she was in a good mood, three upper buttons of her shirtdress.
The cane
One day something unusual happened. Cheiko and Mui were giggling on the corridor Mui pointing her finger towards one of the younger of the two male guards who were just passing by. The guards stopped instantly and came back to the girls. The older guard said something with a sharp tone to Mui, she unbuttoned her upper shirtdress and he made a scan of her sticker, then he order her to do something that Alessandra did not get. Mui turned back dropped her panties down and bent over. The older guard addressed the younger with an order expressed with low voice. The younger guard raised his hand and hit her fast in the buttocks three times with a thin cane, Mui screamed and sobbed. The guards usually were walking with such canes, but so far Alessandra thought it was like a parade weapon, today it was the first time she saw it used. Mui raised and pulled over her panties, her face was reddish and unhappy, tears were falling on her cheeks. The girls approached her as soon as the guards moved along and hugged and kissed her trying to comfort her after the pain. The younger guard came to their cell this evening and as far Alessandra understood he apologised and brought Mui a flower, she smiled and started a chat with him. Next day the guard came again with a friend who brought a red lipstick for Cheiko as a gift. Since then they used to meet more often and Alessandra was regularly asked to leave the cell for one or two hours from time to time for them to have some privacy, she usually went to have a shower The big common shower room was open for access to inmates all day but remained watched by two female prison personnel inside and by security cameras. Upon her return after usually an hour of ablution, it was in turn the time for Cheiko and Mui who had to get shower, so she had some time for herself. The guards somehow managed to circumvent the cell locking procedures and more often stayed with girls overnight, the Chinese girls frantically grasped last pleasures of their life with the two young guards. Alessandra was occasionally invited to join them, but she always politely refused and tried to get some sleep wrapped in a thin bedsheet. She had her own love. A lesson she learned from her cellmates was to use the every bit of it, a pleasure that she could give him and extract from him was the only precious memory she could leave to him afterwards. Anthony was surprised by this sudden change and the disappearance of the deterrents that until recently restrained his wife during their earlier meetings in the marriage private room of the Chi Prison. Their Saturdays meetings were now hotter, she was more open for new things, Anthony cuddled her stronger and longer than earlier before, in turn Alessandra felt emboldened and braver, her hope to be sparred grew. Neither she or he knew about the secret policy in the Chi Prison which was to serve contraceptives drugs to inmates dissolved in running water or added to the food. Hence, the plan that Anthony had was actually impossible to achieve its goal, the Prison instead reduced risks of being sued for unwelcome pregnancies and it was much easier to keep at house all the potential outbursts caused by unavoidable intercourses between the guards and inmates.
Lashes
Few days later, an unusual drill was imposed on all inmates. The cells remained closed in the morning and the inside yard was slowly filled with TV cameras and crews. On the opposite side of the yard the prison’s staff ably mounted a wooden triangle construction of three beams joined at the top, about 9 feet height with handcuffs swollen from two beams in the upper part and the leg cuffs lower part. Next to the beams triangle, they set a wooden tribune with four rows of long benches. After an hour of preparations several men in suits or long sleeve shirts entered the yard and sat on the benches also a few female guests attended. Few minutes after, the doors under the scaffold opened and all terrified inmates watching from their cells could see two guards dragging into the yard a white red haired young girl. She writhed passionately and cried loudly. She was already wearing the standard seven button shirtdress with a left breast already marked with a prison’s label. She resisted with all her might, sticking her left shoe into the ground and stretching her left leg in front while moving her body down; by doing this she had slowed the pace of the guards for a while, but the two guards were mightier after all. She tried hard pulling her right leg in front and almost lying on her back. The guards slowly but surely lifted her under her arms and finally approached the triangle. At this moment two female guards approached and cuffed her ankles first the right and then the left one to the lower part of the triangle’s beams, this made her legs spread and her legs were left only with a small leeway. The men guard were holding her arm from behind. The guards were wearing white gloves and parade uniforms with withe shirt, a tie and a hat. The whole scene was carefully taped by cameras with one of them on the front side and one on the back side of the prisoner. Cameramen were moving following the guards using the special tracks mounted in the ground during preparations. Alessandra and other inmates were looking at through the barred windows, the silent witnesses terrorised by the scene and compassionate. Alessandra noticed that the TV set in their cell has shown the close-up of cameras, but she barely understand any word from the comment. She grabbed some Chinese over the days with other inmates, most of them barely speaking any other language, later as explained by Cheiko, she learned that the poor read head girl was caught when spraying a bus stop with two boys. All three were caught and sentenced for 41 lashes and three months imprisonment. The girl’s name was Samantha and she did this for a glory, since within the graffiti community, where she belonged, spraying something on public buildings in Sinkunk was the highest possible achievement. Probably due to unusual and severe punishment, if caught. Making some graffiti here and publishing the photos on social media happened from time to time, lastly less often, since in response the Sinkunk authorities increased the punishment from 25 to 41 lashes. The vandalism has never attracted a wider public acceptance, even western societies were less prone to sympathy with offenders of that type, not that the Sinkunk authorities cared too much of the western societies’ opinion. Now Samantha was to pay for her offence getting her 41 lashes. Once her legs were cuffed to the triangle sticks the female guards moved in front of her and started to unbutton her shirt dress. Samantha opposed and she even spit intentionally in the female guard face, but that was all she could do, held firmly by the male guards, with her arms behind her. She jerked with her cuffed legs as if she wanted to kick the guard in front of her. The female guards with the help of the men finally took off her shirt dress, leaving her only with white panties. They jointly lifted her arms in front of her and cuffed her hands at the junction of the triangle. The female guard whom she spit in face a minute before approached her with a diabolic smile and large scissors, Samantha shuddered when the scissors touched her hips, the guard cut her panties on left then on the right side and slowly pulled them off. Samantha was left as God made her, the camera focused on few close ups of her small breasts with pale, pink nipples and barely haired pussy, sharply indicating a furrow in the middle. The back camera was making rich view of the clearly outlined buttocks with the rear view on her pussy. The other female guard approached her from the front with a long white thin towel, she wrapped it around her waist and started to braid the ends of the towel like a rope until she reached her lower part of abdomen, then she put it underneath, firmly placed in between of Smantha’s buttocks, then fixed and tied it at her waist. By doing that Samantha’s pussy and rectum was protected from blows, while buttocks were still exposed. The female guard caressed gently Samantha’s cheek leaving her surprised with this sudden symptom of sympathy. That was the last nice touch before the ordeal. The man in the black suit with a thin leather whip in his right hand approached Samantha accompanied by a nurse wearing opposite withe uniform. The nurse watched carefully the trembling, despite heat victim, persuaded her to obey for her own good while showing her a thick wooden gag, then grabbed her jaw and pushed into her mouth a thick wooden stick with thin leather belt on both sides, she fastened it behind girl’s neck and nodded to the whip man. Soon she received her first stroke and cried out shortly, with a sound muffed by a stick gag in her mouth. After statutory 5 seconds she received another one and another one, making her shoulders marked with three red streaks. At the fourth and five stroke Samantha cried louder and sobbed, first tears dropped from her eyes, which was duly filmed by the cameraman in front of her. The next lashes came slowly but surely. So far Samantha only cried and sobbed when the stroke hit her back, after the eleventh stroke, Samantha started crying and sobbing constantly, her cheeks were flooded with tears mixed with black make up mascara that she had put this morning before being caught literally red handed at the bus stop by the Sinkunk Police. Until the fifteenth stroke the whip man managed to place lashes on the upper part of her shoulders one next to the other collecting for her the fifteen clearly lined marks on her shoulder, then he had to change the angle and the sixteen stroke went a little sideway marking Samantha’s right breast with a bloody stain, the next four lashes crossed the previous ones making the impression of a bloody pulp on her back. After the twentieth stroke, the whip man had to stop and made a mandatory 5 minutes break for the nurse to examine the condemned. Samantha hung limply on her hands shacked, her body was shuddering from uncontrollable sobbing. She was telling something to the nurse shaking her head. The nurse looked at the breast, then her shoulders, nodded to the whip man that everything was ok and gave Samantha smelling salts which got her on her feet. The ten lashes landed on the middle and lower part of Samantha’s back making her to mourn and scream all the time. The last eleven lashes crossed on the buttocks six from left side and five from the right. Samantha wriggled and screamed and finally went limp again. The ordeal came to an end. The female guards brought the bed trolley and with the help of other guards lied down Samantha’s body shoulders up, the nurse covered her back with a gauze soaked with sterile balm. The trolley was then moved to the building escorted by watchful eyes of camera lenses.
Samantha
The trolley landed finally in Alessandra’s and Chinese’s girls cell. Alessandra was instructed by the nurse to take the daily care of Samantha. The nurse explained how to deal with the medicines and a healing balm. It was customary in the cases like that to delegate the daily care to be provided by the co-inmates. Alessandra was picked up, since she was the native English speaker and closest by background to the whipped girl. All this the nurse explained to Alessandra, and she readily accepted her custody over the girl, to which she already had felt a sympathy as a victim of the same legal system. The first days were difficult, Alessandra was aiding Samantha with everything, feeding and watering her and keeping the application of medicines and the healing balm. Samantha screamed the first day when Alessandra as gently as she could rubbed in the balm in her fresh wounds. Carrying her to the toilet was probably the most demanding physically. Samantha could not sit down herself and needed help with keeping her in a sitting position while not touching the desk. Her wounds were too fresh to touch and uphold the body weight. The balm was quite efficient and Samantha pulled herself together within a week time. She was grateful to Alessandra and Chinese girls for their assistance. She said, she could never expected so much kindness and help from strangers. Soon Samantha get closed along with them, felt good and safe in theirs and especially Alessandra’s company. They talked frankly about their fate and Samantha was terrified and frightened when she heard Alessandra explaining her own and her cell mates situation and most possible punishment. After the second week Samantha was able to take care of herself, move along the cell and use the toilet on her own, but still needed help with putting the balm on her backs. Alessandra rubbed her back with the balm gently and with utmost care. She also realised that that it was a kind of therapy to herself, caring for Samantha gave her mental strength. After four weeks Samangha was moved to another cell to serve the remaining two months of her imprisonment. She promised to meet Anthony and Alessandra’s parents when released from prison. Meanwhile, Samantha frequently met Alessandra, Cheiko and Mui on the yard or in their cell.
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