Catheter prison

David was sentenced to five years in prison. He was allowed to get his afairs in order. He had 30 days to report. 

He got up that day. He eat a good breakfast. He made a en eag sausage sandwich whitch was one of his favorite.  He wanted to have something he enjoyed before he headed to the pokey. He drank cofee. He was a huge cofee person. He had no idea if he would be able to hwve cofee in prison. If he did, it might be watered down and bearly drinkable.  He enjoyed it now.  

He took a shower. He decided to dress simply. He wore a green t shirt and jeens and sandles.  He got his keys and got into the car. He drove off.  He listened to his favorite radio station. He tried to forget about what was about to happen.  

He arived at the checkpoint. A gaurd came to the car. She presented her paper work. The gaurd looked it over. “You need to park over there. You need to leave the keys in the ignition. Go into the maine office. There is a sign.” the gaurd said. 

David drove to the designated parking area.  He parked it. He put the keys into the ignition. He took a breath then excited the vehicle. He excited the car. He headed for the office as he was instructed. 

He entered. He turned the paper work over to the receptionest. The receptionist looked it over. “Have a seat. ” the receptionest instructed. He went over and sat down. 

After a few seconds , a gaurd excited. “Dave please folow me. ” the gaurd said. He was brought to an intake area.  

“Please remove your clothing.  ” the gaurd said. He pulled his shirt to his head and then pulled it off. Then he took off his pants.  He took off his underware. His rectum was inspected.  

He was told to get on a table.  ” a cathitor will be installed. Your bag will be changed once a day. Your private area will be throughly washed by a staff member.  It is a bit painful but you will adjust. ” the nurse said.

He was really nervous. He did not like the idea of a cathitor for five years. His pennis was washed and the area.  The cathitor was inserted. A bag was put near him. He waw given cotten undrrware. He was given a hospital gowan and robe. 

He was given a medical exam. He was escorted to a dorm room. The dorm did not look like a prison. He was taken to a room. 

He saw a female prisonor. She had her hair put in a pony tail. She was in blue scrub and panties with her carhitor showing.

“This is kathy, she is your roomate. The carhiters reduce bathroom use and make sexual contact problematic. You cannot have sexual penetration.  You may touch her tits. ” the gaurd said.  

The gaurd left. “Does the stining go away?” he asked.  ” it comes and goes. ” she said. “I fugured. ” he said. “You get use to it for the most part.  ” she said. 

She gave her a tour of the block.  There were male and female prisoners. Some inmates wore hospital gowans with or without robes. Others wore scrubs. Some were in various sates of undress.

She introduced him to varius inmates. They returned.  “People dont seem to be bothered by modesty. ” he said. “Not really. We like to be comfortible. ” she said. 

“Can i touch your tits. I am prety stressed. ” he said. She pulled tbe scrub off. She took off her bra. He licked her tits. She loved it.

He loved cleaning times. He could have the cathitor out. It hot stimulated while being washed.  He did not like when the cathitor eas reinserted.  

At night she put on a hospital gowan as did he. “Can we sleep in the same bed?” he asked. “Definently. ” she said.they got into bed and cuddled. He liked to touch her feet with his. 

Prison life was not too bad. Being in cathitors seem to keep evryone calm. It was a minumum security prison. You could basically go where you wanted to go and do what you wanted to do. 

He realy liked kathy. He liked the other inmates. He liked the gaurds and nurses. He hated the cathitors but everything else was good. 

The end. 

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