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Framed for Drugs - Innocence Defiled!

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I loved it, well written, very realistic and detailed. Personally I would have liked it if the last five lashes had all been in her crack. Two on her anus, two on her lips and one between her lips after they were spread. Something like that. ;)
 
50. Aftermath

That afternoon, Lyn, only barely conscious and softly moaning, was wheeled on a trolley to a waiting ambulance-style CNB van for the thirty-minute ride to Changi Prison. The van pulled up to the prison side entrance, and four prison guards and the young chief prison doctor, Dr. Chunhua Liú, met them. Kamari handed Dr. Liú the case paperwork and briefly explained the prisoner's medical status. She had no worry about the care Lynette would receive. Chunhua was an excellent and caring doctor.

Nadia was surprised to see, on the doctor’s neck, a stainless steel collar. It seemed an unusual piece of jewelry, and she didn’t recall seeing it before. However, the two were not on such a close basis that Nadia felt she could ask about the new item. When they finished discussing the case, they shook hands, and the nurse re-entered the van for the ride back to CNB headquarters. Chunhua followed the guards wheeling the trolley with Lyn inside.

They immediately proceeded to the “Intensive Healing” section of the prison infirmary. This area, custom-designed by Chunhua, was reserved for the victims of severe prison punishment (and occationally for those who had come up on the wrong end of a guard’s weapon). Lynette would spend the next two weeks there. During the first part of this time, she was often in and out of consciousness, flirting on the edge of hyteria from the pain and the memory of pain. All this time, for her own safety, Lyn was strapped down to her bed. The restraints were to prevent her from harming herself. Much of the time that she was awake, the girl screamed and thrashed around in excruciating pain. The medical staff was only allowed to administer very mild pain relievers and then only during the first twenty-four hours. For the rest of this early healing time, Lynette was left to suffer in terrible agony. The authorities regarded this as part of the punishment, a punishment they intended the prisoner to never forget. Indeed, many later said they remembered the recovery time as even worse than the actual caning.

After two weeks, Lyn’s buttocks had healed sufficiently for her to be transferred to the general infirmary ward and released from constant restraint.
Once in the general ward, Lyn was visited once by her attorney and twice by her parents. Ravi congratulated her on enduring her punishment so strongly. He urged her to be on her best behavious in prison to llow an early release.
On her parent’s second visit, they were informed that they would only be allowed to meet once every six months thereafter and for only fifteen minutes at a time.
On the way out, the guard whispered to Damien that more frequent visits could be arranged if a "gratuity" of S$500 was paid to the guards. Given how his finances were hanging by a thread after paying the massive fine, Lyn's father could not take up the offer. Lyn’s parents had to resign themselves to only two or three more visits with their child during her incarceration.

Seven weeks after her caning, Dr. Liú informed Lyn that she would be discharged from the infirmary and moved to the general prison population. Later that day, four prison guards, led by a senior guard, introduced as Lim Hua-Upp, arrived to take charge of the prisoner. Wearing only her open back hospital gown and bare-foot, petite Lyn marched in the center of the four brawny men as Lim led them down a labyrinth of hallways.

At last, they entered a larger room with a high ceiling and bright lighting. Standing in the middle of the room, in a crisp, pressed uniform, was a tall, commanding officer with dark hair and gray temples. The procession came up in front of him, and the guards backed slightly away, leaving Lyn alone, facing this man.
 
Praefectus Praetorio said:
50. Aftermath

That afternoon, Lyn, only barely conscious and softly moaning, was wheeled on a trolley to a waiting ambulance-style CNB van for the thirty-minute ride to Changi Prison. The van pulled up to the prison side entrance, and four prison guards and the young chief prison doctor, Dr. Chunhua Liú, met them. Kamari handed Dr. Liú the case paperwork and briefly explained the prisoner's medical status. She had no worry about the care Lynette would receive. Chunhua was an excellent and caring doctor.

Nadia was surprised to see, on the doctor’s neck, a stainless steel collar. It seemed an unusual piece of jewelry, and she didn’t recall seeing it before. However, the two were not on such a close basis that Nadia felt she could ask about the new item. When they finished discussing the case, they shook hands, and the nurse re-entered the van for the ride back to CNB headquarters. Chunhua followed the guards wheeling the trolley with Lyn inside.

They immediately proceeded to the “Intensive Healing” section of the prison infirmary. This area, custom-designed by Chunhua, was reserved for the victims of severe prison punishment (and occationally for those who had come up on the wrong end of a guard’s weapon). Lynette would spend the next two weeks there. During the first part of this time, she was often in and out of consciousness, flirting on the edge of hyteria from the pain and the memory of pain. All this time, for her own safety, Lyn was strapped down to her bed. The restraints were to prevent her from harming herself. Much of the time that she was awake, the girl screamed and thrashed around in excruciating pain. The medical staff was only allowed to administer very mild pain relievers and then only during the first twenty-four hours. For the rest of this early healing time, Lynette was left to suffer in terrible agony. The authorities regarded this as part of the punishment, a punishment they intended the prisoner to never forget. Indeed, many later said they remembered the recovery time as even worse than the actual caning.

After two weeks, Lyn’s buttocks had healed sufficiently for her to be transferred to the general infirmary ward and released from constant restraint.
Once in the general ward, Lyn was visited once by her attorney and twice by her parents. Ravi congratulated her on enduring her punishment so strongly. He urged her to be on her best behavious in prison to llow an early release.
On her parent’s second visit, they were informed that they would only be allowed to meet once every six months thereafter and for only fifteen minutes at a time.
On the way out, the guard whispered to Damien that more frequent visits could be arranged if a "gratuity" of S$500 was paid to the guards. Given how his finances were hanging by a thread after paying the massive fine, Lyn's father could not take up the offer. Lyn’s parents had to resign themselves to only two or three more visits with their child during her incarceration.

Seven weeks after her caning, Dr. Liú informed Lyn that she would be discharged from the infirmary and moved to the general prison population. Later that day, four prison guards, led by a senior guard, introduced as Lim Hua-Upp, arrived to take charge of the prisoner. Wearing only her open back hospital gown and bare-foot, petite Lyn marched in the center of the four brawny men as Lim led them down a labyrinth of hallways.

At last, they entered a larger room with a high ceiling and bright lighting. Standing in the middle of the room, in a crisp, pressed uniform, was a tall, commanding officer with dark hair and gray temples. The procession came up in front of him, and the guards backed slightly away, leaving Lyn alone, facing this man.
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A sequel possibly? "Lyn Behind Bars" ...

Great job PrPr ...
 
old slave said:
............who is there to ask about dietary requirements, menu choices, pillow choices, and what time she would like breakfast in the morning?
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Stop reading ahead!
twonines said:
She could always ask Barb about Major Mamat`s tender ministrations! Perhaps they could compare notes!
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The man she's facing is not Major Mamat. Maybe you should read ahead.
 
twonines said:
She could always ask Barb about Major Mamat`s tender ministrations! Perhaps they could compare notes!
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I’d have to check with my publisher before comparing notes, as that might compromise my million dollar advance on publishing my side of my ordeal at Changi.
 
Praefectus Praetorio said:
The man she's facing is not Major Mamat. Maybe you should read ahead.
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settantuno said:
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The man is Lieutenant Colonel Mamat, promoted for his role in the Barbara (and Amanda and Josephine) affair!

51. Introduction to Changi Prison

“Lynette Chan Li Ying, cleared from the Infirmary to the general population, Commandant,” announced Hua-Upp with a quick salute.

The officer took his time looking her up and down. Then, in a soft but firm voice, he said, "I am Lieutenant Colonel Mamat bin Osman, Commandant of Changi Prison Complex. Please remove your gown.”
Lyn stared in confusion. Why should she remove her only covering before all these men? The girl stood motionless. Just as she started to open her mouth to ask, Lim took his heavy prison baton and swung it in a short but powerful arc to crash into her right kidney. The little girl collapsed onto her knees, leaning backward in pain as her arms clutched at her spasming back. Without further warning, Lim drove the baton into her unprepared belly. Lyn toppled forward, her hands now covering her bruised midsection, gasping and choking. No one said anything for a while as she moaned, lying in a fetal position, trying to process the unexpected agony. Drool flowed freely from her mouth as she felt her bile trying to rise.

After about a minute, that soft, firm voice, “Please get up on your feet.”
Still gasping and feeling cramps ripple through her middle, the girl did as she was told and stood to face Osman.
He quietly repeated his earlier order, “Please remove your gown.”
Tears running down her cheeks, Lynette reached behind and undid the necktie and allowed the gown to drop to the floor. The petite girl stood naked before the six men.
“Place your hands behind your head.”
Lyn did as he told her. The Commandant noted with satisfaction that her belly was still clenching from the attack. A long narrow bruise has begun to appear from her right side over to her navel.
“Spread your feet.” She spread her legs. “Wider,” she did so. “Thrust your hips out.” Lyn assumed the required and obscene position.

The eighteen-year-old virgin Lynette Chan stood naked, exposing her body to these strange men. The Commandant took his time running his eyes over every delectable curve of her body as he slowly walked around the trembling girl. He noted with approval the good size of her ass, still bearing marks of the caning. His mind drifted pleasantly to how she would look in position #4 in his playroom (See "Imprisonment and Execution in Modern Singapore", p14), but that would have to wait for later.

"Lynette Chan. You are now a prisoner in Changi Prison. Your sentence of up to three years begins counting today – time lying around the infirmary does not count." Lyn felt a slight disappointment but did not let it show.
“The reason you are standing here now, naked and presenting your body without any claim to modesty and the reason for the little taps to your back and tummy, is to make clear your new status.”

The Commandant continued in almost a teaching tone of voice, "You are only a person as long as you have your clothes on. You can be a professor. You can be a doctor. You can be a scientist. You can be a shoemaker. You can be a schoolgirl. But as soon as your clothes come off and you stand naked, you are lost. You are just an animal to be treated however we wish to treat you. The sooner you understand and make that fact a part of your mind, your life, your soul, the sooner things will go easier for you here and the sooner your sentence will be complete."
Lyn stood without speaking or moving. She was terrified of displeasing this man.

Osman stepped up and cupped her small, firm left breast. Lyn flinched but did not move. Her natural submissiveness helped her obey.
Osman squeezed that firm but yielding flesh and then lightly pinched the tiny nipple in the center of the small areola. Lyn groaned slightly but did not move.
The Commandant released the nipple and lightly slid his hand down her tummy, which flinched at the touch. When his fingers came down to the downy-furred pussy, Lyn gave a little cry but stood still. His fingers entwined the short hairs, and then he slid his index finger down along the little slit. Lyn obediently held her position, offering her body to this strange man.
Colonel Mamat smiled as he felt his manhood respond to this little bitch. This one would be fun, he thought.
He stepped back.

“Get her dressed in her prison clothes and have her placed in H-Block, general pop.”
 
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