About eight years ago, I had to spend two nights in a county jail for a minor infraction. My first night there (after about seven hours) I found someone who had cigarettes. Of course I borrowed one. I went to my cell and lit up. After about five hits a corrections officer walked in and cought me smoking. He told ma that there is no smoking in here and he would overlook it this time. Instead of being smart and going along with it, I said "what are you going to do, arrest me? He smiled and walked out. I thought that was the end of it.
Just about five minutas later, He walked back in with another c. o. holding a large wooden paddle with holes in it. I said,"you've got to be kidding me. He instructed me to go out in to what they call the pod area. As I did, they walked me ove to a round table where all the inmates were sitting playing cards and watching t. v.. They instructed the people sitting at that table to move. At that point one of the c. o's pushed me over the table and held my shoulders and neck down with his forearms.
The next thing I knew, the other c. o. ripped my pants and underware down around my knees and started paddling my bare butt. I don't know how many I got, but it went on for quite a while. The pain was so tremendouse, I felt like crying, but I couldn't with all the inmates watching.
After he was finnished, I felt the c. o. that was holding me down let go. All of a sudden, I was pushed back down on the table again. They switched. The other c. o. resumed paddling my ass untill it almost went numb. They finally let me up, but took my pants and underware with them and locked the door to my cell so I couldn't get in.
I had to stay out with all of the other inmates for about two hours untill they finally opened the door. The inmates didn't make a big deal about it like I thought they would. I guess some of them had gotten the same treatment.