Lucyloo's Prison Punishment
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Posted:Jun 6, 2023 4:23 pm
Last Updated:May 6, 2024 6:19 am 2593 Views
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Lucyloo’s Prison Punishment
A blog dedicated to my friend
Lucyloo
Part I
I am the Prison doctor at this Woman’s Correctional Facility. I have worked here a long time. I have attended everything from physical exams to the Prison Executions. The Cell block Matron sends you to the Infirmary with a female guard, named Bess, with a note. You pissed Matron Smith off. I take the note from the guard and unfold it.
"This one is constipated. Fix her!" – the note says.
I address the guard...
"Alright Bess, thank you. Put her in the treatment room in the shower-shackles, please! -- usual position!"
"Doctor?"
"Yes Bess?"
"Doctor, I'm on lunch next --- pause..."
"Yes Bess, what is it?"
"Doctor, May I stay and watch?"
"Bess, you know you are not medical!"
"Doctor... please?” --- Bess leaned over and cupped her hand to my ear... “Doctor, my pussy is so wet knowing what you are going to do to her... eveyone knows when a female inmate gets sent to the Infirmary for constipation that they are going to get the punishment of their lifetime....... one girl said she would rather go to the chair, and embrace Old Sparky, than come see you again! You remember Darla? That's her.... please? -- please Doctor?"
"Oh all right Bess, maybe you can help too -- but you every tell anyone and I will have Matron Smith bring you here and I will cure you myself --- you hear me?"
"Yes Doctor, I won't every tell a soul... I promise... I don't want the treatment. I promise."
"Very well Bess, what's her name?"
"Lucyloo, Sir" -- you blurt out... "Number 2122."
"Lucy, I have to give you a treatment... are you ready?"
"N..nnn..No sir... (trembling voice)... please... please no.... no... no..."
“Lucyloo, Matron Smith wants you treated. I wonder what you did or said that made her this angry???”
“I told her to go to hell, and that’s the God’s honest truth… and well, I called her a bitch!”
“Called Matron Smith a bitch, huh? Gutsy girl, … your lucky she didn’t demand a hysterectomy for you! You know she cooks and eats a girl’s uterus every few months, right?”
“OH MY God!! Oh, my God!... oh no… oh no, please no!” -- you scream.
"Bess, go strip her and shackle her in the shower ... I'll make her solutions."
Bess smiled and said... "Yes, Sir, with pleasure, Sir."
And Bess escorted you off to to the treatment room.... whimpering, begging, and sometimes screaming… sometimes struggling to resist with your hands cuffed behind you.
"No...Noooooooo, please... I'll be good, I'll do what Matron says... please... please... noooo.. please!"
Bess put the end of her club in the small of your back and made you arch, then pulled back on your shoulder and pushed you ahead towards a light blue steel door with a barred glass vision square 12x12 inches at nose height.
"Just a minute, Bess ... let me fit her clit hood electrode, and breast electrodes. Peel down her orange prison jumpsuit on top, please.”
“Yes, Doctor.”
Bess proceeded to spin you around and unzip the top of your prison jumpsuit, letting your generous breasts dangle in your bra. Bess reached behind your right arm and pulled the velcro tabs of your prison bra, made for easy access and removal from the front, as she pulled back on your hair, and tilted your head back to maintain control. Your breasts danged free now, large areolas showing goosebumps in the coolness of the room, and your nipples were swelling at the cool air and tactile changes.
“How is this Doctor?”
“Excellent, Bess, -- now let me measure her for breast electrodes, hmm.. round, full, cup measures …”
I pull up a cart with various negative images of breasts of all sizes, in stainless steel, looking like half bra cups, in pairs, and with thin walls, and all have a similar characteristic … at the midline of the cup on top there is a thumbscrew with hole in the terminal electrical mount, for the electrode cable to be slipped through and tightened down.
In your horror, you see dark flash and burn marks on the inner and outer surfaces of the cups and in some places erosion of the steel right through … and you blurt out…
“Those burn marks… are they… are they… ummm…???”
“Yes, “ I respond, “these are retired cups from “Old Sparky”, they have been sent here after use for one or more reasons after my inspection, and retired to my infirmary. Ever since the State adopted the new ‘No Visible Marks while Dressed -- High Voltage Protocol’ for “Old Sparky”, we have had to replace the stainless steel breast cups and dildos more often.”
You break down crying… “Oh my god, oh my…”
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Lucyloo in Prison..
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Posted:May 24, 2023 12:07 am
Last Updated:May 6, 2024 6:19 am 2966 Views
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These are the stories of my friend Lucyloo in Prison... she frequently is a bad girl, and Matron Smith sends her to me, the Prison Doctor, to realign her obedience!
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