DOMestic Bdsm and Female Domination

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Policy document M/543 for the attention of staff in charge of
male prisoners.

It has been brought to the attention of the Executive Committee
that deals with such matters that many staff employed in the
Male Correctional Facilities have found a degree of correction
applied to the male genitalia to be particularly effective in
establishing the authority of female staff. Up until now this
has been continuing as an unofficial procedure but the time has
now come to regularise the method. After all the area is
supremely sensitive and a little discipline will be most
efficacious.

This will in no way replace the proper and correct official
Genital Punishments that require the presence of a member of the
medical staff at all times. It will however, permit wardresses
to administer short sharp corrections when they consider it
appropriate to maintaining authority.

It is left to the individual wardresses discretion as to the
implement used to slap the penis and testicles and the position
the prisoner should be in to receive the treatment. As a guide
however it is felt that some personal item of the wardress will
be most effective in creating the feeling in the prisoner that
this is a one on one punishment specifically designed to create
respect for that staff member. Items that may be considered are
the leather uniform glove, intimate personal items of underwear
such as regulation uniform panties or the straps of a brassiere
or whatever is reasonably light, flexible and capable of causing
discomfort with no risk of any injury.

The prisoner should be ordered into a position that will enable
full access to the penis and scrotum and ensure that the latter
will not be trapped between the chosen instrument and the pelvic
bone or other hard surface.

Wardresses should bear in mind that single applications should
rarely be given as at least two slaps will greatly enhance the
fear and anticipation for the prisoner.

Please ensure that this document is shown to the Lady Milkers
who attend your centre. As they are required to relieve the
prisoners with as little pleasure as possible an application of
a slap to the scrotum before during and after release would be
guaranteed to ensure that the next event will not be looked
forward to.

There will be no requirement for any administrative action or
form filling.

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It was signed by one of the numerous female administrators.

Stewart almost grimaced when he read the note and particularly
the last two sentences that would give any irritated wardress
the opportunity of being a total bitch to an individual prisoner
with no fear of criticism. He could well imagine how
enthusiastically some of his colleagues would grasp at the
opportunity.

He was aware of somebody looking over his shoulder and realised
that it was the young Miss Jones. For once she was smiling at
the thought of trying out the new procedure. She confided that
she had yet to select her implement but that the back straps of
one of her heavy support bra's would fit the bill.

She then told him that Miss Brooks had been looking for him. It
seems that she had been taking a female squad for intensive
early morning PT and one of them had stepped out of line and
required punishments. Unfortunately Miss Brooks had pulled a
muscle in her back and was wondering if Stewart would be so kind
as to help out.

Because the treatment was to be carried out by a non-centre
nurse, it was required that a staff member be there to supervise
and ensure that the procedure and punishment were carried out
with the required degree of discomfort. Miss Jones related the
offences, and certain other information as they walked over to
the room that the Nurse was using. It seems that the girl had
been working well doing the strenuous exercises but during a
break had failed a panty inspection. When told that she would be
on report she made the mistake of complaining, using a rushed
use of the toilet as an excuse.

Stewart and Jones strode into a small waiting room adjacent to
the room that was being used for medical needs. A tall fair
haired girl in her mid-twenties leapt to attention. She was
still dressed in her sports kit of thin sleeveless vest, short
pleated skirt, ankle socks and trainers. She stared straight
ahead and was clearly very concerned at the position she now
found herself in. A faint odour of sweat hung over her and her
face was still flushed form the rigorous exertion that she had
been subjected to.

Stewart spoke: "So girl, you have been caught with dirty
knickers... why is that?"

The hapless girl, still staring straight ahead and maintaining a
rigid attention position replied in a wavering whisper. "No
excuse offered... Sir"

"So you admit to deliberate carelessness with your personal
hygiene contrary to regulations?"

"Yyy..yes Sir".

"I understand that you have been sentenced to a Punishment Enema
and Cleansing of the affected area that will be witnessed by
Miss Jones and I. Afterwards your further punishment will depend
on your efforts during the treatment. Is that understood?"

"Yes... Sir".

Just then, the nurse who Stewart had previously met at the local
hospital arrived. She walked briskly into the room next door and
informed them that she would call them through with the prisoner
when she was ready. They would obviously have the opportunity to
work on the girl for a few minutes. Stewart decided to start
with an inspection of the reported panties.

"Take up the panty inspection position," he ordered.

Without hesitation the girl reached down to lower the small
tight panties to her knees, spread her thighs in a semi-squat
position and clasped her hands behind her head.

Miss Jones and Stewart moved in close to examine the crotch and
immediately saw the slight brown stain that was the subject of
the complaint. The rigorous exercise had created the usual
amount of sweat in the anal cleft and the panties had been
worked up into a wedge that caused the contact with the less
than spotless orifice.

Both staff members muttered their words of disgust that brought
a blush to the girls face and neck as she displayed for them.

"Are you as casual in obeying the other rules of the centre?"
demanded Miss Jones.

The prisoner stuttered her negative reply as the wardress
reached out, caught the bottom of the vest and pulled it up to
her armpits revealing a small white half-cup brassiere.

"Unbelievable!" snorted Miss Jones. "As well as disgusting
knickers you also flout the rule banning any form of breast
support when undergoing PT. How dare you girl!!"

"Please Miss... I put the bra on after the PT had ended as my
breasts are rather large and felt sore from all the bouncing...
I honestly didn't wear it during exercise."

Kirsty Jones would later admit to Stewart that she knew full
well that this was true, Miss Brooks had seen her slip it on but
figured that if Kirsty knew... she could force a Breast Related
Demerit on the girl. Which she now proceeded to do.

Miss Jones glanced at the girl's file laying on a table. The
name on the front was "Harding".

"The rules are perfectly clear Harding. No breast support is to
be worn when exercising unless approved by the Governor. Am I
correct in assuming that you have no such permission?"

"Nnno Miss... but I didn't wear any support..."

The girls words were drowned by a curt order to be silent from
Stewart who was now joining the game.

"I will therefore impose one BRD on your record. Have you
collected any others Harding?"

"Yes Miss... just one... for being found with a shoulder strap
twisted on a uniform inspection."

"Good... now remove the vest and the offending item for a closer
check."

The prisoner, now trembling with fear slipped the damp vest over
her head and unclipped the support's rear fastening and handed
it to the wardress hoping against hope that no more demerits
would be awarded. A forlorn hope as that was the intention. She
was indeed a large girl, which was why she had been singled out.
It seems that Lessing would also collect BRD's and Mrs Cheeseman
didn't want that woman to appear picked upon hence the plan to
have two females up for breast punishment that night.

To Stewart's surprise Miss Jones didn't find fault with the
cleanliness of the garment. Instead she stood in front of the
prisoner, reached out with both hands and grasped the girl's
large pink puffy nipples. She suddenly squeezed them both
between her thumbs and fingers before the girl had time to
brace. Instinctively her hand flew from behind her head and
grasped the wardresses wrists.

She immediately snatched her hands back into the correct
position, but Miss Jones had achieved her aim. Without releasing
any pressure and with the girl screwing up her face against the
pain she spoke.

"Attempting to resist inspection is a punishable offence as is
touching a member of staff without permission. As your breasts
were involved you have caused yourself another BRD my girl
making three in total!"

With a final extra squeeze she released the reddened nipples.
"Consider yourself on report for a breast punishment!"

Just then the Nurse re-appeared carrying a large rubber bag that
had obviously been filled with some liquid. She complained about
the lack of equipment for a really thorough cleansing but
assured the staff that she would do her best. Harding was
ordered to remove her panties, socks and trainers and kneel on
all fours on a sturdy table in the centre of the room. Her
offending anus was fully displayed as she assumed the knees
apart position required by the nurse. There was an almost
invisible staining to the area that was the source of her
problems today and as expected, that would be the nurse's first
task.

From her equipment bag she located a large rough cotton swab and
a bottle of medicinal alcohol that she poured on to the swab.
She then proceeded to vigorously rub the anal area ignoring the
girl's gasps and flinches. The liquid and the rather coarse
material seemed to freeze and scrub heat into the area at the
same time. The procedure was entirely in keeping with the policy
of making the entire treatment as unpleasant and as memorable as
possible. Stewart immediately appreciated how sore and tender
the scrubbing would make the anus and hardly encourage the girl
to thoroughly clean the area on her next visit to the toilet...
but that was hardly his concern.

When the swab had been discarded the nurse produced a nozzle
that made even Miss Jones flinch in anticipation. Rather than
the expected thin rubber probe this was longer and thicker, some
two inches in diameter at its widest point. The outside of the
white device was heavily ridged along its length to greatly
increase the discomfort of its passage into the rectum. A detent
reducing the diameter at a point six inches from the nozzle
would assist in the retention of this cruel piece of prison
medical equipment.

Having connected it to the tube that led to the bag the nurse
made a point of showing it to her victim who looked horrified as
to what was to be forced into her.

"It's my job to give you a thorough clean girl and the last
thought on my mind is your personal comfort... but I will
lubricate this nozzle if you would prefer it," intoned the
nurse.

Not surprisingly the nervous female agreed. What she forgot to
ask was what the lubricant would contain.

With a conspiratorial wink at Jones and Stewart the nurse
produced a tube of some grease. Whatever it was, it wouldn't
normally be used on a sensitive area as the nurse demonstrated
by slipping on latex gloves before applying it liberally to the
probe. She then rubbed a large dollop around the anus itself
resulting in a surprised gasp then some hip and knee flexing by
the prisoner.

The nurse indicated to Stewart that she needed some help and he
quickly leant over the naked prisoner, grasped each buttock in a
hand and pulled them way apart to fully expose the area. The
nozzle was introduced to the puckered anus and with much flexing
it around the central opening was slowly pushed into the girl.
From the gasps it was larger than any other probe, whether male
or clinical, that the girl had experienced into that secret
place.

Eventually the tube was embedded up to the detent and Stewart
relaxed his grip allowing the anus to grip the device even more
uncomfortably. The nurse reached up and opened the valve. A
clear piece of pipe showed how the liquid was flowing at a fast
rate and the girl was soon fidgeting slightly as she felt her
stomach take in what was to be a large volume of fluid.

"I normally use an additive of my own creation," the nurse
murmured. "It is just enough of an irritant that it really
increases the cramping effect and therefore the deeper
cleansing. Believe me the girl will be delighted to empty
herself when the time comes!"

Miss Jones then mentioned that prison rules required at least a
ten minute retention and although that didn't take into account
any liquid other than pure water, this time would still have to
be adhered to. According to the briefing given by Miss Brooks
one stroke of the cane was traditionally inflicted for every
minute that the enema was released early and that was why Mr
Stewart had been asked to help.

A deep gurgling sound could be heard from the prisoners stomach
and the nurse reached between the splayed legs and started to
massage the now distended area to assist in the passage to the
higher areas of the girls bowels.

Eventually the bag was empty and the large probe was
unceremoniously snatched from the bottom. The girls yelped and
slammed her knees together as the dilated anus sensed the
presence of the irritating liquid. With the nurse on one arm and
Miss Jones on the other the girl was led down a short corridor
to a simple toilet. The seat was raised and the girl ordered to
stand astride the pan in the 'present' position facing the staff
members.

Miss Jones made a big play of holding out her left arm with the
wrist watch. "The timing will start from..... NOW! I will call
out every minute and that will mean one less stroke if you
release prematurely. If you do release it had better all go in
the pan or you will qualify for further treatments!"

The toilet room was not particularly warm, but the prisoner
under cleansing was soon sweating profusely as the internal
liquid surged around inside her. She managed to hold the
'present' position, albeit with a screwed up face and a degree
of doubling over as the cramps gripped as she fought the
overwhelming requirement to sit and release. Stewart admired the
girl's stamina, particularly knowing that Miss Jones was
extending the minutes by a goodly percent to ensure that his
cane would be needed.

It was just after Miss Jones intoned the fourth minute that the
prisoner could no longer hold on any more. She half collapsed on
to the toilet seat and released the contents in a gurgling
roaring rush into the pan. She then had to sit there trying, in
front of the nurse and two staff members to squeeze out the
remaining stained fluids from the upper reaches of her intestine
which added noisily to her shame. It didn't relieve her sweating
humiliation when, with a handkerchief over her nose, Miss Jones
loudly remarked on the disgusting events that the staff were
obliged to witness.

Eventually the three decided that the girl was effectively empty
and she was led back into the room and on to her knees on the
table for the final cleaning of her anal cleft. As the nurse
vigorously scrubbed the alcohol based spirits around the anus
and entire crotch area ensuring that the soft folds of the
girl's vagina were pulled to one side and themselves subjected
to the stinging attention of the fluid. She remarked that as she
was now due a thrashing for failing to retain the liquid, she
had better swab down her buttocks. She added with a grin that
she used to swab just the buttocks but then learnt how many of
the disciplinary staff liked to include the soft tender upper
thighs so that she now did that as well.

Miss Jones temporarily left the room and soon returned with a
cane that she had left in another part of the building. It was
an unusually slim but very flexible plastic rod around two feet
long with a rubber handle grip. The rod had small lumps along
every inch of the shaft with a larger hard ball at the tip. Not
the harshest implement that could be used and one that gave the
prisoner some hope that the caning would be relatively mild.

"You were warned Harding that any failure to retain the enema
would be punished. As you released after just four minutes you
will now have to receive six strokes of this cane across the
offending area. Stand over here, legs wide apart and bent over
gripping your ankles. I will warn you that failure to remain in
place will attract extra strokes!"

The naked, sweating and shaking prisoner took up the position as
ordered. She did her best to spread her feet well apart and
gripped her ankles with some effort. The recent application of
surgical spirit seemed to make the skin on her buttocks appear
even tighter and pulled apart to expose the anal area fully and
she would certainly feel the cane to the maximum.

Miss Jones handed Stewart the cane and he flexed it and gave a
few practice swishes to cause the girl even more apprehension.

Stewart then moved a chair to position it directly behind the
girl and took a seat with his legs and feet protruding through
her splayed thighs. Leaning forward he gently rested the cane
vertically down the anal cleft. Harding flinched in shock: It
was to be a cleft punishment.

Miss Jones continued, "Thought that you would be getting away
with a few strokes over your bum did you girl? We did warn you
that this punishment would be one that discouraged any lack of
hygiene in that area. I'm sure that Mr Stewart is an expert with
the anal cane and will make every stroke count!"

Stewart wasn't so confident. He had seen the technique in a
training film so had some idea. He held the cane handle in his
left hand, positioned the tip of the implement against the sore
and tender anus, pulled back the rod to almost ninety degrees
with his right fingers and let fly. Without the previous
tenderisation of the area it would have been painful but for the
girl it was like an electric shock.

She jumped almost a foot in the air but rapidly regained her
exposed position.

Stewart held the rod upside down, pulled back and released.

This time the tip struck into the vaginal cleft and from the
girls shriek must have impacted on her most sensitive nub. The
flexibility of the rod also ensured that a trail of red spots
were left on the perineum.

More out of a sense of decoration rather than kindness he spread
the next three flicks over the entire cleft but saved the last
one to aim at the reddened and sore rosebud.

Harding yelled aloud, stood up and reached behind her with her
hands to protect the area. Realising the error, she immediately
apologised and went back to the correct position... but she knew
that her reaction would result in more pain from the wretched
anal cane.

"Big mistake girl!" said Stewart. "I am not without some feeling
so I will give you a choice as to what will happen next. You can
take one more like that... without this ridiculous jumping
around or you can take two on your other orifice. I think you
realise where the tip will land!"

Harding realised only too well but decided that anything was
less sensitive than her poor anus. Following Stewart's orders
she turned to face him, spread her legs and gripped each lip of
her vagina with her finger tips, pulled them apart to expose the
inner lips and clitoral hood.

Miss Jones added to the girl's apprehension by producing the
offending soiled panties and rolling them into a tube, used it
to force her jaws apart as a form of a gag.

The girl was trembling. She knew, only too well, that she would
have to take what was coming. Repeat punishments were always
made as hard as possible.

Stewart was in no hurry. He touched the shamefully exposed
clitoral hood with the cruel tip then started a scratching
circular motion to irritate the area. It took only a couple of
minutes before the girl, despite the pain from her rear, started
to gasp gently and flex her hips slightly. The clitoris swelled
appreciatively becoming more displayed and vulnerable.

Holding the implement in his left hand he touched the nub with
the hard tip, then pulled the flexible shaft back fully with his
right fingers..... and let fly.

A muffled yelp, a lurch of the hips but no attempt to avoid the
punishment or cover herself after the pain bit. She knew that if
she could repeat that self control, it should all be over.

Stewart waited a couple of nerve straining minutes for the
clitoris to swell and then repeated the positioning of the
device. This time the girl was visibly shaking in fear as the
unbelievably sore and sensitive nub of girl flesh was hit by the
cruel tip.

With a superhuman effort she remained with her hands exposing
herself and just a quick lurch of her hips.

"And I should think so girl!" snapped Miss Jones. "Had you
displayed more self control earlier then these additional
strokes wouldn't have been necessary."

The girl, still shaking but now perhaps from relief that the
immediate punishment was over, was allowed to dress and depart.
Stewart and Jones bade farewell to the nurse and walked over to
their accommodation discussing their plans for the evening.

Following dinner and a social evening with Lady Halliday, Jones
and Stewart wandered over to where the male prisoners were no
doubt asleep.

Miss Jones strode into the male dormitory slamming the lights
on. As the tired and sleepy males raised themselves she shouted
out.

"Spot inspection, you know the score boys, at the end of the
bed, stark naked, at the present and with those foreskins
snapped fully back."

The twelve prisoners, ranging in age from late teens to their
early forties rapidly followed the orders. Several of them
displayed erections, with Stewart almost feeling sorry for them
as he knew that this was something that the young mistress
detested and always felt necessary to discourage. She looked at
the ones so displayed with contempt and ordered them along one
side of the room as there were conveniently just six of them.
Total silence reigned apart from the clicking of the wardresses
boots as she briefly inspected them.

"I will deal with those who lack any form of self control
later," she snapped. "In the meantime I am here to inform you
about a recent change in the rules that you will be allowed to
experience earlier than most male prisoners. A new form of
correction has just been authorised that will enable the ladies
in charge of you to regularly check and update you on their
authority."

"The powers that be have approved the use of a short sharp slap
to your testicles that will enable you to demonstrate your total
obedience to my authority in the way that you will have to
position yourself... exactly as I direct... knowing that I will
then be hurting you in what I believe is a very sensitive area.
The implement used to do the slapping has been left to the
discretion of the wardress. I will be trying three different
items... and I am sure that you will be happy to let me know
which you feel will best impress my authority on those little
balls of yours."

"It is suggested that using items of a personal nature should
reinforce the personal authority of the staff member, so the
first item I will try out will be my uniform gloves. They are
rather lightweight and the stitching is minimal so they should
not be too harsh... but.... we will see."

Stewart, thinking of her usual damp hands wondered if the gloves
would really be as light and flimsy as she suggested.

She arranged two wooden seats about three feet apart in the
centre of the room. The look of fear and apprehension increased
on the faces of the prisoners.

"We will experiment starting with the male over by the door. As
and when he is dismissed the male in the next bed space will
come and stand, feet well spread on the chair seats and facing
away from me. When I say 'prepare' he will bend over and grip
his knees so that I have a good view and full access to the rear
of his scrotum. I really have no idea of how much this will hurt
so it will come as much of a surprise to me as it will... no
doubt... to you."

"We will start with those displaying a lack of self control:
First prisoner!"

It was the male in his forties that Miss Jones had earlier
charged with having an erection. He still had. His buttocks bore
the results of his most recent stringent punishment that had
been ordered and duly inflicted. As he followed the order to
prepare, the stretching of his heavily bruised and wealed
buttocks evoked a gasp of pain.

His scrotal sac hung low and clear of his thighs looking, and no
doubt feeling, vulnerable. They were just under face height to
the young wardress as she removed and screwed up her leather
uniform gloves. She rested the finger tips on the rear of his
scrotum, drew her hand back and brought them forward with a loud
slap.

The dangling scrotum snapped forward and a deep grunt came from
the male.

"It will be the second and more so the third contact that will
really give you all a chance to demonstrate that you accept my
authority without question," she said.

The second slap was quickly followed by the third and the male
almost brought his hand round as protection but his training
helped and he was able to accept this demonstration of authority
without question.

One by one the males mounted the chairs and fought against their
natural instinct to protect themselves, with each meekly
accepting Miss Jones slapping their most sensitive area. More
than one resumed the bedside present position with tears in his
eyes.

She gave the room an about turn order so that the males all had
their backs to her. Standing in the middle she calmly removed
her tie and undid the buttons on her uniform shirt slipping it
down to her waist before unclipping her heavy sport brassiere
and slipping off. As it brushed against her still swollen
nipples she gave Stewart a wry grin, then quickly slipped the
shirt back on leaving most of the buttons tantalisingly undone.
She fastened the rear bra clips and told them all to face
inwards.

If they didn't have an erection they soon would as she made no
attempt to cover her large wobbling breasts with no more than
three fastened buttons holding the front of the white shirt
together with her nipples firm, hard and visible through the
cotton material.

"I now want you to feel and accept a slap or three from my bra
straps. Unfortunately some of you will have noticed that I am
rather a large girl in that area and so I need a well reinforced
support garment with stronger than average back support. Had I
been one of the thinner wardresses you would hardly feel the
next session... as it is you may find it a little challenging to
remain in position. The first prisoner up on the chairs... NOW!"

The previous first victim could not help but briefly touch his
aching scrotum as he climbed on to the two chairs. He braced
himself as much as he could and waited.

Miss Jones held the large support bra by the cups and as the
back support would not flatten with the rear clips done up,
undid them so the heavy back straps with the attendant metal
clips and wiring lay flat against each other. She took aim and
lashed the rear of the dangling bulbs... hard.

It hurt the dangling unprotected testicles. The prisoner began
to sweat knowing that the next two lashes would hurt even more.
Somehow he managed to contain his protests to a low grunt each
time. The whole room was now full of nervous tension as they
realised that this young girl meant to really hurt every one of
them under the pretext of demonstrating the new policy.

One by one each male climbed on to the chairs, squatted and
waited for the gut aching straps to hit. Somehow they all
managed to submit to the authority of what was almost a
schoolgirl.

When the last prisoner had felt the weight of the bra straps
Miss Jones, without a trace of embarrassment, reached under her
skirt and pulled down her uniform panties stepping out of them
to hold them in her hand. They were the uniform standard rather
than a thong, so there was plenty of material and a broad
elasticated waist band.

"These will provide the last intimate article for me to slap
your rather tender scrotum boys. I'm afraid that I have been
wearing them for some time and a certain dampness will add to
their weight and therefore effectiveness. She then slowly turned
them inside out."

As you can see, the part that was in contact with my sensitive
area will be the part that hits yours. She then positioned a
third chair between the others and facing them. Sitting in the
chair she told the waiting room that there would be a change in
the position for the recipient. He would now stand on the chairs
but facing her and squat down so that his genitals would hang
well below his body and right in front of her eyes.

Again, it was the prisoner that she had arranged to be formally
punished earlier in the evening. He was still partially erect
and as he squatted as ordered his view of her breasts and spread
thighs did nothing to help. She then ordered him to hold his
penis to his lower stomach to ensure that her selected target
area was clear.

In full view of her victim she screwed the panty material into a
tight spiral, held it in place with her left hand as she brought
the right hand holding the waist band fully back and then,
before the panties could unwind, taking careful aim at the
hanging, aching and defenceless testes she slapped forward with
the bundle.

Being struck in the gonads would be painful, but Miss Jones had
achieved what every staff member tried to. She had kept within
the guidelines but managed to increase the level of pain by
screwing up the panties.

It clearly hurt the prisoner, but more to the point, it had
clearly convinced the group that this was now a serious
punishment, rather than the nominal one that they had expected.
Certainly the first recipient with two slaps still to endure was
now shaking as he awaited the second.

He knew that any objection or attempt to avoid the panties would
result in even more punishment for his body. He had no
alternative other than to totally submit to this young girl's
punishment... without question. He continued to hold his penis
as directed and managed to accept the next two slaps with just a
sharp intake of breath.

One by one the frightened group of males did the same. Each
trying not to look at their young disciplinarians breasts or
thighs as they squatted in front of her and awaited the slaps.

Eventually they had all been slapped and had managed to accept
this form of authority without any rebellion and were now
standing at the foot of their respective beds. Despite her
earlier threat of punishing the ones with erections, Miss Jones
made no further reference to their earlier lack of control.
Perhaps the total absence of any tumescence was helped by the
dull scrotal ache that they all felt and their total humiliation
at her handling of them.

She simply collected her underwear and without bothering to put
them back on, simply smiled sweetly and bade them all a restful
night.

When Miss Jones and Stewart had departed all of the males
gratefully climbed into their beds clutching their now aching
testicles in a vain hope that this would somehow relieve the
pain. Perhaps it did, but nothing would relieve the hopeless
frustration of having to submit to the young girl's cruelty
without any right to complain or protect themselves.

Had they known of her plans to correct their unauthorised
erections earlier that night, they would have slept even less
soundly.

The previous episode, Chapter 79, is at:-
http://u4ds.com/2010/03/the_prisoner_-_chapter_79.shtml