Tazina Lake High Security Corrections Facility - Chapter 2

Author: BuiltHard
Title: Tazina Lake High Security Corrections Facility - Chapter 2
Date: 12 August 2010

Chapter 2 – I The Job Preparation Becomes Tedious
By Built Hard
I had heard of them but I had never had a neuromuscular block before. I was perfectly awake but I could not move a muscle. The attendants in this room all wore rubber outfits complete with heavy gloves and masks that covered their faces. The larger attendant immediately moved to lock down the wheels of my cart and introduce a deep penis shaped gag of hard rubber into my mouth. I could tell it had a hole in it as I could breathe through it and make unintelligible grunting noises in protest.
“The first order of business will be a special meal we have prepared for you,” the smaller rubber suited guard said. “By the way I am John and by friend here is Henry; we take care of the gay inmates here for punishment under the new Obama dictates of the Mann Act.”
He brought an IV like bag and stand to the edge of my cart. After putting straps across my chest, thighs and calves, he inserted a tube in the hole in my gag. I could feel the tube push part way down my throat. I had a gagging sensation gut there was not anything I could do about it as I was for all intensive purposes paralyzed.
“This fluid will come down the tube pretty fast when I release the valve, and I am told it does not really taste very good. You will need to learn to swallow it fast or you will drowned when your lungs fill with it,” he said clicking open the valve at the top of the two liter bag.
I immediately felt the panic of drowning. The foul tasting milky colored liquid instantly filled my mouth and throat. I could not catch up with the flow for more than a minute although I tried to swallow the foul liquid as fast as possible. It was really a huge amount of liquid and the last few ounces were very hard to swallow as my stomach was full and I could feel it stretched taut inside my midsection.
“If you will lay still the next operation we need to do will hurt a little less,” Henry said as he spread my legs and began to spread lubricant on my rosebud.
John brought a long unusually shaped red rubber hose from one of the many closets that lined the room. Henry first checked the size of my asshole by inserting a tapered dildo like device with measurement and lines around the hard rubber instrument. He pushed it slowly but firmly up my ass until I was sure it could not have widened my hole by a single additional millimeter. Henry positioned his finger at the next measurement ring outside my hole.
“It needs to be the 73mm seal set,” Henry said while John retrieved an additional rubber part with two large red rubber balls separated by a small length of about 1” in diameter.
Henry proceeded to connect all the hose pieces together; they seem to have a metal reinforcement near where each part joined another with threaded fittings. Henry made sure they were tightly threaded together then added a shiny liquid that looked like some form of glue or epoxy.
“This is going to hurt a little as I give it to you,” John said holding a very large needle full of a yellowish liquid. “As you probably know from the newspapers, the Obama amendments to the Mann Act prohibit anything that would make your treatment any more pleasant.
I suddenly started to understand what this institution was all about. When President Obama wanted to get elected to a second term he signed into law the Tea Party’s gay bashing changes to the law that affirmed what was legal or illegal in the private sex between two persons. Gay sex was now illegal. I didn’t understand, I had not been caught by law enforcement doing anything that was now ‘unlawful,’ nor had I been tried or sentenced.
John used his needle to inject the syringe’s contents at several spots around my asshole. Henry and John left me on the table for what seemed like a half hour during which time I felt a little tingling near my asshole. The effects of the neuromuscular block had not goon away and I lay on the cart unable to move.
“We are now going to insert a colon tube approximately a meter and a half up your ass. You may feel occasional cramping or discomfort but it will be temporary and you will get used to this tube as it is designed for a lifetime of use in your ass,” Henry said as he again lubricated my numbed asshole.
Initially I could only feel the slight vibration of something long and thick being slowly advanced up my ass into the high ends of my colon. As he said I could feel cramping and would groan into my gag with the discomfort. They did not seem to change the slow but deliberate speed with which they inserted the tub into my ass.
“You will feel some considerable discomfort now,” John said. “We have to insert the plugging system that will seal your ass for the rest of your life. This will all be done in several steps and I am afraid none will be too pleasant, but as you will find none of the new law’s punishment procedures are pleasant.”
“Why was I being punished? I was supposed to be training to be a corrections officer, I thought. I had almost memorized the original ad as it did have some wording oddities I had just ignored initially. I did not understand the ad when it said “the position requires compliance with specifically court posted orders.”
Suddenly John was pushing what seemed like a large plug into my ass. I realized it was one of the large ball shaped objects they had connected to the long tube that now must be fully inserted up into my colon. As when I had had my asshole size tested with the dildo device earlier, my asshole seemed to be stretched to its absolute fullest, but then the first ball slipped inside me bringing the second ball to the very outside of my rosebud.
“For our next step we are going to need to cool the inside of your ass,” John said hanging another two liter bag of clear fluids on the IV stand. “It is just going to feel like a cold water enema and I am sure you will handle it fine.”
As the cold water began to fully stretch my colon, I began to scream into my gag, but, alas, Henry and John had gone on another of their breaks, leaving me to suffer.
To be continued…