The Deputies led the young Joseph out and to the barber in the next room. They returned with the second delinquent, a nineteen year-old boy. Unlike Joseph, this boy seemed confident and unafraid as the Deputies led him before the Provost. Ulm thought that he recognized the boy. The Sheriff again consulted his ledger book.

"This boy has appeared before you before, Provost. His name is William. His offense is breaking curfew and general mischief. He was punished only six months ago for a similar curfew violation. At that time you administered ten stokes of the switch on his bare buttocks and legs and six strikes with the strap." The Provost looked at the boy for a few seconds.

"His age?" Ulm asked the Sheriff.

"Nineteen, Provost." The Sheriff said. "He is particularly disrespectful of authority," the Sheriff added. "That is why his punishment of six months ago was so severe."

"I do recognize this impudent boy, Sheriff. He is a scoundrel as well as a ner'-do-well." Ulm signaled the Deputies. "Remove his clothing." The Deputies quickly had William standing quite naked in front of the Provost. Ulm looked at him closely. "Your pubic hair has returned I see, William. Too bad, since I'll have to have the barber shave you again. And you legs as well and no doubt your buttocks and anus. Bring him here." The Deputies shoved William forward to within a foot of the Provost. Ulm looked at his Deputy, Becker. "Place a cloth in his mouth and hold it in place." The Deputy removed a large cloth from his satchel. He walked to William and with one hand grabbed the boy's jaw and neck. The grip pressed against a nerve that caused William to immediately open his mouth wide. The Deputy quickly and expertly stuffed the cloth in the boy's mouth. He then clamped one large hand over the boy's mouth and pressed his other hand against the back of the boy's neck. The Sheriff's Deputies held the boy's arms fast.

Ulm smiled. It always pleased him to see how his becker carried-out this maneuver with the cloth gag so flawlessly. He then reached forward and took the boy's testicles in one hand. "Restrain him," he said. Both Deputies increased their hold of the boy's arms and held tightly. Experience told them what Ulm was about to do. Ulm slowly squeezed the boy's testicles. He looked up at the boy's face as he increased the pressure. The boy made a valiant effort not to call out but despite his efforts he soon was screaming into the cloth and fighting to break free of the grip of the Deputies. Ulm released the pressure only to squeeze hard again. Again the boy's scream was effectively muffled by the cloth. Yet again, Ulm released the pressure on the boy's testicles only to apply it again. Finally he released his grip completely. "I do this, William for a reason that will be made clear to you in a few minutes."

Ulm looked up into the boy's eyes, which now registered some slight fear, his former defiant attitude largely gone. "Keep the cloth in place," he said to his Deputy. "Turn him around." The Deputies roughly turned the nineteen-year-old who resisted their efforts slightly. "You do yourself no favor in this behavior, William," Ulm said. "You will regret it in a few minutes time, I assure you." Ulm looked at the boy's large buttocks. "Yes, his buttocks will need to be shaved as well. Have him show me his anus."

As the Deputies bent William forward, Ulm's Deputy told the boy to reach back and spread his buttocks apart. The boy did this quickly. Ulm leaned forward to look closely. He reached out and pressed a finger lightly against the tight-looking, wrinkled depression. "Still very tight, I see. But not very clean-looking." He signaled the Deputies to have the boy stand. "Keep the cloth in place as you administer his enema." Ulm ordered. "And make it a large one. I sense that he is not empty."

The Deputies led William to the table and placed him in a position for receiving his enema. As Becker was about to insert the tube up into the boy's rectum, Ulm said, "A large one. It would not be inappropriate if he cried out with pain." Which is exactly what the boy did as a large amount of warm water was introduced into his already full rectum and bowel. His words were muffled and unintelligible due to the cloth still stuffed in his mouth but it was apparent he was pleading to have the enema stopped. Ulm finally raised his hand to indicate enough. "Have him hold it a few moments," Ulm said. The boy was wiggling in pain as he also attempted to squeeze his anus closed tightly enough to hold the enema. The Deputy aided the boy's effort by pressing his buttocks together. "Let him release it," Ulm finally said.

The boy quickly got off the table and squatted over the pail. In this position he was unable to prevent the entire contents of his rectum and bowel from emptying quickly and noisily into the pail beneath him. The expression on the boy's face showed his deep embarrassment. One of the Sheriff's Deputies quickly removed the pail from the room. "Have him back on the table, please," Ulm said to his Deputy. The boy was assisted in resuming his position with his butt over the edge, legs drawn up. Ulm looked at his Deputy. "Do we have any plugs?" he asked.

"Yes, Provost," the Deputy said walking to his satchel. "Large or small?"

"Large, I think," Ulm said with a slight smile on his face. "And I should think we need no lubrication. Insert it slowly. I wish this impudent boy to 'enjoy' the experience. I think it best to keep the cloth in his mouth." The Provost's Deputy placed the tip of the wooden plug against the boy's anus and then with a twisting motion slowly pressed it against the boy's tight anus. Again, the boy yelled into his gag as his anus was stretched wide to accommodate the thickest portion of the plug. Then with one last push, the Deputy drove the pug well up through the boy's stretched anus. Only the base of the plug prevented the entire object from being taken completely into the boy's rectum. Ulm rose from his chair and walked to the table where the boy lay. He leaned over to better see the pain registered on the boy's face. He placed a hand on the protruding base of the plug and pushed hard. The boy groaned into his gag and looked at Ulm with a new look of defiance in his eyes. Ulm again pressed hard against the base again, then again and yet again, pressing the plug deep into the boy's rectum.

You," Ulm said softly while returning the boy's stare, "are a impudent lout, a disrespectful delinquent." He again shoved hard against the base of the plug. "A wastrel and a good-for-nothing." He administered yet another hard shove. "Your punishment will be harsh, young William. I do not like seeing repeat offenders come before me. It tells me that I misjudged your first punishment, made it too light." Ulm took a step backward and looked at his Deputy. "Leave the plug inserted and have him stand." The Deputy assisted the boy to the floor as Ulm resumed his chair.

"Have him turn," Ulm said. The Deputy roughly grabbed the boy by the shoulders and turned him so that Ulm had a good view of the boy's rump. The base of the plug was visible as it protruded between the boy's buttocks. "Yes," Ulm said. "A very handsome sigh. Turn him again." The boy was turned to face Ulm. "You will, of course, be stripped naked for your punishment today, young William. And I have just decided that you will retain the plug until your switching and strapping begin on the punishment block. The crowd will no doubt enjoy the sight that the plug makes as it pokes its head out between your impudent buttocks. I hope it causes you severe embarrassment." Ulm paused to let this pronouncement sink in. He looked up at the Sheriff and his three Deputies. "Leave us. My Deputy and I need to speak with this boy alone."

"Of course, Provost," the Sheriff said and escorted his Deputies out of the room. Ulm slowly stood and turned to the boy who was still standing beside the enema table, the cloth gag stuffed into his mouth. Again, a look of defiance filled his eyes as he watched the Provost closely.

"Take his testicles firmly in hand," Ulm said to his Deputy. "If - in your considered judgement - his behavior deserves it, don't hesitate to squeeze them as forcibly as you wish. I would not object to seeing him fall to the floor in pain."

"Yes, Provost," the Becker said as he reached down taking the boy's scrotum in his right hand.

"Now," Ulm said to the boy. "I am a patient, even a understanding person, William. But your behavior tries my patience and understanding. The Town Square is already filling with those wishing to witness your punishment. Therefore, I shall be brief. Shake you head appropriately to indicate your understanding of my questions. Do you understand?"

William hesitated for only a second before he felt the Becker's grip of his testicles begin to tighten. He quickly shook his head up and down.

"Good," Ulm said. "You have heard of the prison at Dittersdorf?" The boy shook his head. "Good," Ulm continued. "It is for those over the age of twenty-one, convicted of more serious crimes as you, no doubt, know. It serves this and three other provinces, maybe as many as two hundred prisoners suffer there. In my official capacity I have been inside its walls on numerous occasions." Ulm approached William. "You are, of course, too young to be assigned to this prison, being only nineteen years of age. But....," Ulm paused for effect, "I know the Magistrates of this Province well and I could arrange for a temporary 'mistake' in the papers showing your age. I could have you assigned to Dittersdorf Prison. You might remain there as long as thirty or sixty days before the 'mistake' was discovered and the paperwork corrected. Do you understand?" William shook his head rapidly up and down.

"Mistakes such as this have happened before, young man," Becker said. "I well know. I was an administrator at Dittersdorf for several years."

"Do you know how a young, very handsome young man such as yourself is treated in Dittersdorf," Ulm continued. The boy now shook his head from side to side, fear appearing on his face for the first time. "Well, allow me to tell you, William." Ulm said. "Actually, I have attempted to give you some idea already here in this room, just now." Ulm gave a slight signal to Becker who suddenly squeezed Williams testicles hard. William cried out in pain and sank to the floor. The pain in his testicles was compounded as his knees hit the hard stone surface. Ulm looked down at the boy.

"You will be tortured by the guards just as you have been just now. Your testicles - or 'balls' if you wish - will be 'played with' on a daily basis, I can assure you. You will be firmly secured in a position in which your testicles and your anus are easily accessible to the guards. Need I tell you what will happen? Your anus will be repeatedly penetrated by wooden probes and plugs such as the one I used on you a few minutes ago and such as the plug you now have firmly implanted into your rectum. The prisoners themselves will insert other things up through your anus. You can guess what I'm referring to can you not?"

William shook his head 'yes'. Ulm continued.

"Certain of the guards enjoy administering enemas. There is a room in the cellars devoted to this activity. You can count on not experiencing a normal bowel movement for the first several weeks of your incarceration. Your anus will be horribly stretched on a daily basis. And last, but by no means least, both the guards and the prisoners will vent their various frustrations by strapping your buttocks, legs and back at least once daily. You will find it very difficult to sleep on your back." Ulm again paused for effect. "Your life, in short William, will be miserable beyond what you can imagine. Your youthful body will be used for the guard's and the prisoner's pleasure." Ulm signaled Becker to assist the boy in standing. "I have seen these things personally, William, and heard reliable accounts. You can not imagine how your young nineteen year- old body will service the perverse needs and desires inside that prison. You will leave Dittersdorf still a boy of nineteen and much wiser for the experience but you will pay dearly for the lesson. Do you fully understand what I have said?" Again William shook his head. "Good." Ulm again took his seat. "Remove the cloth from his mouth and ask the Sheriff and his Deputies to come back in," he said to Becker.

Becker roughly removed the gag then walked to the door and opening it, asked the others to re-enter the room. "We must hurry," Ulm said. "I have determined that this repeat offender needs a severe punishment - in addition to having to suffer the humiliation of bearing his impudent backside with a plug inserted. Therefore, young William you will receive ten hard strokes from my finest switch and six lashes from the strap. These of course will be administered to your naked body. I shall have my Deputy remove the plug before your punishment. But it will be re-inserted afterward and you will be bound to the punishment rack in such a position that any of the townspeople who so desire may closely inspect the plug and how it is inserted into your anus at their leisure. You will remain in that position for a full hour." Ulm waved his hand to signal William's dismissal. Becker quickly whispered something in William's ear.

"Thank you Provost," William said. The Provost smiled.

"Dress him and remove him from my presence." Ulm said.

"The Barber, Provost," the Sheriff asked quickly.

"Yes, yes," Ulm said, "my disgust with this young man made me forget. I wish we had more time. I'd have all body hair below his neck closely shaved. For now, however, instruct the Barber to shave him closely below his waist and above his knees. But tell him to take care around the plug, I want it to remain securely seated. Bring in the last delinquent."