Part Two
"This is Nurse Bielford," Stoney said to Richard. "He works in the infirmary. He'll be with you the rest of the time."
"And you're Richard," Bielford said, nodding but not smiling or extending a hand. "Strip."
"Kind-of hard with these handcuffs on," Richard said. Stoney turned Richard and took the handcuffs off.
"Turn around, son, and look at me," Bielford said. Richard turned. Bielford was staring straight at him. "Don't let this nurse's uniform fool you, son," he said. "I'm as mean as three guards put together. Ask Sergeant Stoney. I've seen it all in my day, son. Been here eighteen years. I started a year before you were born. And two years before Sergeant Stoney started here. I know all the tricks. Forgotten tricks you boys will never know. So you work with me and we'll get along just fine, son. Like just now, I told you to strip and you gave my some smart-ass reply." Richard started unbuttoning his shirt. "That's better," Bielford said.
Bielford took a stainless steel bowl from the cabinet and filled it half full with water from the sink. He removed a can of shaving cream and a cellophane wrapped disposable plastic razor from a shelf in the large cabinet. He gripped the bowl by the edge in one hand and the can of shaving cream and the razor in the other and walked to the gurney. He placed everything on a table beside several folded towels. "I'll be helping with your enema, son, so be nice to me. I can make the enema fast and uncomfortable or slow and painful." Bielford smiled, more to himself than to anyone else. "That's my main function here this morning. That and assisting Doctor Hanks. But first you get shaved." Richad now had his shoes, socks and trousers off and was removing his T-shirt. He soon stood in only his underpants.
"Stripping includes underwear, son," Stoney said. Bielford was busy assembling his enema equipment. He wheeled a tall IV-type stand to the gurney. He placed the disposable enema pack and a tube of lubricant on the table at the foot of the gurney.
"Don't worry, son, Bielford said. "I've seen more naked boys your age than I care to remember. And besides, you and I are going to get to know each other real well in the next few minutes."
Richard slowly pulled his underpants down and stepped out of them. His penis was shrunken up to no more than a inch or two long and his scrotum was shriveled and wrinkled looking. Except for the light-colored, sparse patch of pubic hair, his genitals resembled those of a six-year old. Bielford noticed Richard's embarrassment at the state of his "manhood".
"Don't worry," he said. "It's cold in here and you're nervous. You'll be hanging nice and normal before long." Bielford patted the gurney mattress several times. "Shall we?," he said. "I'd like to have you shaved before Doc. Hanks and Warden Proctor get here."
Richard threw a leg up on the gurney and climbed on as though he was mounting a horse. He started sit sit on the side. "On your knees and elbows, son," Bielford said. "Lean forward with you head on the mattress, butt up where I can see what I'm doing." Richard slowly assumed the humiliating position. "And legs apart, son." Richard moved he knees apart, spreading his buttocks slightly. "Apart, son, Bielford said. "I've seen lots of assholes, believe me, and yours can't be much different." Richard moved his knees as far apart as the mattress would allow. He felt the cool room air on his anus and the back of his scrotum. "There we go," Bielford said. "Nice, normal-looking involute anus with very little hair. This should go quickly. And," he said, "just so you'll know, your scrotum -- you know, your balls -- is already relaxing.
"I don't understand why you have to do this part," Richard said.
"'Cause it's in the Protocol, son," Bielford said as he pulled on a pair of latex examining gloves and opened the wrapper of the disposable razor. "That's all you need to know." Bielford took the can of shaving cream and squirted a small amount directly on Richard's anus. Richard flinched. He rubbed the soap outward in a large circle with Richard's anus at the center. He picked up the razor and began to lightly shave the small amount of hair, working outward in short, then longer strokes. He rinsed the razor in the bowl and squirted more soap onto Richard's buttocks this time. He shave the buttocks completely. "Makes the switch sting more," he said. "That's the only reason I can think of." He was answering Richard's question of two minutes ago. "That and it gives you a dose if humiliation, I suppose." Bielford took a towel and wiped Richard's butt completely, paying particular attention to his anus. "There," he said, "like a baby's butt." He continued rubbing the towel lightly around Richard's anus and forward to the back of his scrotum. He bent down, his head level with the mattress and looked to see that Richard has a slight erection.
"What are you doing, Richard said as he felt himself getting hard.
"Relaxing you, son. Don't complain. That little boy prick of yours is all gone now."
Just then, the door to the room opened. Bloodworth quickly stepped aside as two men walked in -- the Lancet Point Staff Physician, Dr. Hanks and the Lancet Point Warden, Mr. Proctor. Both walked directly to the gurney and looked at the Bielford's handiwork.
"Perineum nice and clean, I see, nurse."
"Of course, Doctor," Bielford said smiling. He and Hanks had worked together in the infirmary for many years.
"Do you want to see his chart," Dr. Hanks asked the warden, holding his hand out toward Bloodworth for the clipboard.
"Later maybe," Proctor said. Hanks took the clipboard from Bloodworth and flipped back and forth through the five pages. Bielford was putting the shaving tools away and began assembling the equipment he would need for Richard's enema. Stoney slowly backed away from the table a few steps, the warden taking his place. Bloodworth remained by the door.
"Sit on the edge, son," Hanks said after he had satisfied himself that Richard had a hairless butt. Richard gladly got out of his embarrassing position and sat with his legs over the edge of the gurney, facing Proctor and Hanks.
"Good lord, son," Hanks said looking at Richard's papers. "You've not had a bowel movement for three days according to this. Is that correct?"
"Yes, sir," Richard said.
"Not since you arrived?" The warden asked.
"No, sir," Richard said.
"I gave you your Intake Physical just..." He quickly checked the chart, "...on Monday. I checked your bowel. It was empty. I noted it here." He again looked at the chart. "Well, nearly empty," he corrected himself. "Quote," Hanks said as he read his own note aloud, "'Rectum partially filled upon digital exam. Stool soft. No foreign material or objects detected by palpation.' That's my own note," he said to Warden Proctor. "A normal finding," he said turning to Richard again. "You should have had a BM within, say, twelve hours at the outside. You're saying -- and these notes from the attendants say -- that you did not?"
"Yes, sir," Richard said, quite embarrassed now.
"Okay," he said shaking his head.
"It's not uncommon in new inmates, Doctor," Nurse Bielford said. "Nerves, the change in food, bashfulness at going in front of their cell-mates... They constipate themselves, of course, and then I get to deal with it in the infirmary."
"Should the attendants have brought this to your attention, Doctor Hanks," the Warden asked.
"No, not after only three days, I guess. Three days is a bit unusual in an active boy this age, however. And he has his own toilet in his room." He turned to the chart again and then looked at Stoney. "He took his meals normally?"
"Can't speak for suppers, Doc," Stoney said. "But I would have made a note for breakfasts and dinners -- lunches. The evening guards -- I mean 'Attendants' -- would have noted if he didn't eat his suppers."
"LID participants have their meals in their rooms, right?" Proctor said to Stoney.
"Yes, Warden," Stoney said. Doc Hanks looked at the chart again.
"Okay," he said, "Never mind. The enema will take care of it." He looked at Nurse Bielford. "He may need more than one, nurse."
"Yes, Doctor," Bielford said, continuing to ready the equipment.
"And I'll find him compacted when I check his rectum." Hanks again shook his head. "Three days...that takes some concentration."
This shaving of the buttocks and anus -- like many of the other details of the LID program -- was a part of what was termed the LID Protocol, or just "the Protocol". The overall legislation only stated, generally, that "paddling, switching or a combination thereof" could be employed. Other language in the law was even more general and phrases such as "to be determined by the committee established in Section 4 of this legislation..." and "as needed" were common. There was one specific sentence that read, "A combination of corporal punishment (as covered in Sections 5 & 6) and non-corporal punishment to include psychological methods, shall be used...". The committee in their meetings felt that deterrence was extremely important and that aspects of the Protocol that added humiliation provided effective deterrence.
The Committee referred to was composed of seven members. A physician, a adolescent psychologist, a psychiatrist, an educational professional, a corrections officer and two parents of teenage children were required with two additional non-voting member-at-large optional. It was the function of this committee to establish the details of the program, the Protocol. Things such as the size of the paddle, the positon the boy would assume and other small but important details.
The position of physician was currently held by Doctor Hanks. Warden Proctor filled the corrections officer position. A twelfth grade school teacher was the educational professional and two members of the faculty of the state university filled the psychologist and psychiatrist positions. The parents positions were held by a father of a fifteen year old and the mother of a sixteen year old. Currently, only one of the members-at-large positions was filled -- by Sergeant Stoney.
"Let's take a look at your bowel, son, Hanks said. "Get back on your hands and knees, butt up." Richard again assumed the embarrassing position. "Just relax, son," Hanks said as he pulled on a latex glove. Four sets of eyes watched as Dr. Hanks lubricated his finger with surgical gel and placed his gloved finger against Richard's anus. Richard closed his eyes tightly in anticipation of the impending invasion of Hanks' finger through his anus and into his rectum. Hanks slowly pressed against the tight hole and his finger entered. Richard grimaced and made a sucking sound through his bared teeth as he felt the finger enter. Dr. Proctor moved his finger slightly inside Richard. "Squeeze my finger as tight as you can," he said to Richard. He turned to Nurse Bielford as he removed his finger and looked at it. "Can you take notes for me, Nurse?"
"Of course, Doctor," Bielford said, removing a pen from his pocket and picking up the clipboard.
"Digital examination revealed impacted rectum," Hanks dictated. "Patient reports not having bowel movement for three days. Anal sphincter tonus normal and consistent with tightness noted on examination three days prior." He looked at Bielford indicating that he was finished with the note.
"Doctor?," Bielford asked. "Shall I note the patient's -- I mean the inmate's -- erection?"
"Hanks bent down to see Richard's budding erection. Yes," he said. "It seems to not be uncommon I'm finding out but best to make a note. Say 'partial erection following shaving of perineum and rectal examination, including palpation of prostate.'," Hanks said. Beilford wrote the note on the chart as Hanks removed the examination glove an tossed it into the medical waste can.
Dr. Hanks continued with his examination in accordance with the LID Protocol he had helped write. The actual Protocol read: "All participants to receive a physical examination by an authorized physician immediately prior to administration of corporal punishment. Items noted to include, but not be limited to, blood pressure, pulse rate, bi-lateral pupil dilation time, patellar reaction response, external testicular palpation, anal sphincter tonus..." Most of these item were checked with Richard sitting on the edge of the gurney table and they took only two or three minutes to complete. Hanks dictated his examination notes to Nurse Bielford while Warden, Stoney and Bloodworth observed and served as witnesses to the exam.
"Okay, son," Hanks said, "let's empty that distended bowel of yours." Richard's heart sank. He was not looking forward to this. The shaving and rectal examination were bad enough, but an enema was several steps up on the humiliation scale. He'd never had an enema that he recalled but he knew what they were. Nurse Bielford took over as Hanks took a step back. "Let's attempt to make this both a laxative and cleansing enema, nurse. A bit more discomfort for the patient but I prefer not to administer two if it can be avoided."
"Yes, Doctor Hanks," Bielford said. "That's what I prepared." He was slipping another pair of latex examination gloves on his hands.
"Just to be certain, nurse," Hanks said, "we need to watch for signs of excessive pressure to the vagus nerve. Syncope. Could you record a pulse rate for me before you begin?"
"Of course, Doctor," Bielford said and placed two fingers on Richard's neck.
"Pulse 76, Doctor," Bielford said.
"Good, note it, please and then continue."
Bielford made the chart note then brought the enema bag to the table and hung it from the IV stand that he had placed there earlier. The bag looked full and heavy. The long tube was coiled and hung on the hook as well. "You'll need to get on your elbows and knees again," Bielford said to Richard almost apologetically.
With everyone watching, Richard again assumed the position. Even knowing that his paddling was probably next on the agenda, he wished that this part of his day would soon pass. Bielford lubricated the nozzle then looking first at Hanks, he placed the nozzle gently against Richard's anus. Richard flinched at the mere touch. Nurse Bielford leaned over toward Richard.
"You must remain still...I'm sorry, .....tell me your name again," he said.
"Richard, God _d_a_m_n_ it!" Richard said. "_f_u_c_k_!"
"Okay son," Warden Proctor said. It was about the only thing he had said to Richard since entering the room. "That outburst was uncalled for. During your paddling and switching, you are allowed to yell all you want and say anything you want, but in here that kind of attitude and that kind of language doesn't fly." Proctor looked at Hanks.
"A repeat of that will earn you another enema when this one is finished." Hanks said.
"You've got to learn to control that temper and that mouth of yours, son." Proctor said.
"Try again, nurse," Hanks said. Richard closed his eyes tightly making a concerted effort to control himself. He was nervous, embarrassed, humiliated and frightened. And his lower gut felt like it was about to explode. And the enema hadn't even started.
Richard was finding out that the LID program was way more than just the re-establishment of corporal punishment. In fact, Doctor Hanks, as he now looked at the humiliation Richard was suffering, would have bet that the rectal exams and enemas were an aspect of the LID program that "graduates" talked about almost as vividly as the actual paddling and switching. Or if they didn't talk about the humiliating parts, they certainly remembered them, he was certain. And it was Doctor Hanks and the psychiatrist committe member who had insisted on a large dose of humiliation being a part of the Protocol. Of course the corporal punishment was itself humiliating as well, as Richard would soon find out.
Nurse Bielford again placed the tip of the enema nozzle on Richards anus and, this time, quickly inserted it well up into Richard's rectum.
"Owwllll!," Richard groaned loudly.