The Governess- 21

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.