Scotlands Alcatraz

Chapter 3. Twinned

"How'd the meeting go Headmaster?" Nurse Patterson met Derek in the corridor soon after lunch.

"Meeting?"

"I had that Janette Maddison in to see me. She said you had sent her for some salve and painkillers. When I said I expected you would have phoned or given her a note, she told me you had to go to a meeting. I phoned your office and there was no answer so I believed her and treated her bottom. She was in a bad way."

"When was this Pauline?"

"Break time this morning."

"The little minx. I told her to see you at end of school today. Perhaps I'll have to give her another dose."

"I don't think her arse will stand it Derek, not without breaking the skin."

"Perhaps the tawse across her front then. Think I'll wait though, the painkillers will dull any pain for the next few hours. Don't say anything to her. Let her think she has got away with it, Pauline. It will be more of a shock when she finds out she hasn't."

"Don't be too hard on her. It is her first day here and I don't doubt she's remembering it as the group has PE now. Pete Dobson won't stand any nonsense." Pete was a security guard whose role doubled as a physical education instructor.

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Weary, tired and sore the students returned to their classroom for a history lesson with Miss Patterson. Never before had any of them known a PE lesson like they'd just had. First they were forced to take their shifts off. "You don't want to get them dirty, do you?" Coach asked. By now they learned not to argue, certainly not with a big man they simply were told to call 'Coach', an Americanism he liked. Only Sally tried to protest and she immediately backed down when coach raised his tawse. "You're going to see each other's naked bodies quite a bit in the future so get used to it," he told them and immediately put them into a full round of exercises. Mick and Brian had problems with those involving their buttock muscles but were forced by touches with Coach's tawse to do them. Janette though could do nothing but sit and scream in agony and Coach, not wanting to open any of the welts only forced her to do those exercises he felt she could. At the end of the period they and Coach all showered in the same room. Some of the boys managed to cop a feel of the girl's breasts and all had a good look at Coach's manhood. It was bigger than most of the boys although, surprisingly considering his small stature, Denny's ran it close.

Rosalind could see few of them would take in much of her lesson. They were exhausted. None were used to using much energy or keeping themselves fit and three were in pain from this morning. Perhaps she could get the timetable altered so PE was at the end of the day. She tried to interest them in Henry V and the battle of Agincourt without much success. The door opened. "Class stand!" she ordered. Derek entered the room. "At least that's woken some of them up!" she said.

"Sit down class," Derek nodded the instruction. Janette groaned as once again her weight forced her tender bottom to the hard seat. The cushion didn't seem to help all that much and the painkillers were wearing off. She wanted the lesson to end then she could see the nurse again. "Janette Maddison, please come to the front please."

"What now?" she muttered to herself.

Derek walked slowly round the frightened girl. "What did I say about the zip on the back of your dress?" he asked.

"Sorry Sir, I guess I must have pulled it down a bit far after PE." Tears streamed down her face again.

Derek pushed the zip up and revealed her now very colourful arse. He wiped his fingers along her crease and smelled them. "If I didn't know better I would say there is a smell of our salve there but of course that is only available from the nurse and she wouldn't give you any without permission now would she?" Janette realised she'd been caught out and had to bluff her way out of the situation. She should have washed her bottom more in the shower but she feared to touch it. "What explanation do you have?" Derek smiled innocently.

"Sorry Sir, I was in such pain and Nurse saw me in the corridor and took me into her room and treated me Sir. She said I wouldn't be able to do my lessons otherwise. She tried to phone you Sir but you were out."

Suddenly Derek's demeanour changed. "Stop lying girl! I've spoken with Nurse Patterson, I've seen the CCTV footage. You went straight to her at break and spun her a pack of lies, just like you are doing now. It is obvious I didn't make enough impression on you earlier and you need to have a further lesson. This time they can all see. Remove your dress."

"No Sir, no. Please don't hit me again. I couldn't take any more. My arse would split open. Please, Sir, don't hit me again. I only did it because the pain was too great before. The pain is almost unbearable now. I can't take any more!"

"I was intending to hit your bottom again Janette. Your front is a whole new canvas to paint stripes on. Undress her Sarah and Patti." The two guards quickly removed Jan's shift and held her arms behind her back. Derek raised his tawse ready to strike across her breasts. Jan renewed her sobbing and pleading but he was adamant. "You've got to learn to do exactly as you are told girl. No messing. No lies."

"Stop Sir! Don't do it! It's inhuman!" With some surprise Derek turned. He couldn't believe Dennis had spoken out when none of the others dared. "Don't do it Sir, she's suffered enough today." Denny's voice was firm but his body shook with fear as, white knuckled, he held the back rail of his chair to support himself.

"So the smallest one in the class, a boy who gets sick at the sight of a few stripes on a girl's arse dares to challenge what I do?"

"No Sir, I am not challenging you. I just wish to point out that it would be more merciful for you to allow her to see the nurse again than to bring yet more suffering to her already tortured body. I am asking for you to be merciful Sir. I thought you said we were here to be educated Sir. Educated to live in a community or is it educated for violence Sir?" Again Denny's voice was firm although his body shook like a leaf in a gale.

Derek looked at him with interest. The lad had more courage than the rest of them. He knew the risk he was taking, He was utterly afraid. It would not be long before he pissed himself and yet he stood there and pleaded the girl's case, a girl who was a stranger to him. "I wonder if he was planted here by the authorities?" Derek wondered and then dismissed the idea. They would have found someone more in keeping with the others. Denny stood out by being so different. "Are you prepared to take her place? To take her punishment?" he asked. That would test the lad.

"No Sir, I am not asking to do that. I am not planning to be her whipping boy but I am appealing to your better nature, to do what is right and not to beat her for trying to relieve the pain and suffering that you caused." Even the larger boys were looking at him with some admiration now.

Again Derek wondered why the boy was here. He was better educated already than his teacher. He wasn't a ruffian and yet his file said 'Top Secret. National Security'. He decided to ask directly. "Why were you sent here boy. There is nothing in your file that tells me. Only a message to say it is top secret and the highest authorisation is required to access your file. There nothing to indicate you have ever been in court or of being sentenced to this school. Perhaps you are here to spy on us?"

"No Sir. It is top secret Sir. All I can tell you is that I hacked into the Defence Department computer and unencoded some of their files which totally contradicted the messages the Prime Minister has given to the press and TV about the war. However, I wasn't quite clever enough to cover my tracks properly and they traced me. Two men and a woman came and took me from home, they were from MI5, and after about a week of interrogation I found myself on the helicopter for here. I really only did it Sir, to prove that I could do it and there was a weakness in their systems."

"I phoned your school today and they said you were one of the brightest pupils they'd ever had."

"Perhaps Sir. I have A's in seven GCSE's and two A's in A level GCE. I should be taking a further six A level exams this year. Sorry Sir, but that has nothing to do with Jan. Please don't hit her any more. Use your authority to be merciful. Please." Denny's shaking increased and holding his mouth rushed from the room.

"Bring him back when he's done what he has to do, Miss Patterson please." Derek tried to remain calm. He didn't want to appear completely callous especially after the way it had been pointed out to him, yet he mustn't lose face, he had to keep control.

Jan was still sobbing although her heart was thumping in the hope that little Denny might have saved her. It was still by no means certain but he'd been very brave and spoke clearly in her favour and without swearing too. "Release her for the moment, ladies. Let her stand in the corner like a naughty child until her benefactor returns," Derek ordered as he left the room leaving instructions for them to call him when the boy returned. Ten minutes later, Rosalind brought Denny back. The lower front of his shift was wet from where he hadn't made it to the loo quickly enough and it was clear from stains on the front that he had been sick again.

Derek returned with the Bob Simmons the caretaker. Nothing was said but everyone was curious as Bob passed a taped measure around Jan's neck and then around Denny's. He noted the figures and left.

"Leave Jan in the corner and carry on with your lesson until Mr. Simmons arrives back. The class is to remain here until I dismiss them," the headmaster instructed Rosalind but it was heard by all.

Three quarters of an hour later, Bob and Derek returned. Bob carried a package with leather straps peeking out of one end but it was Derek that spoke. "Zip up your shift now Janette and yes, you may visit the nurse when you are dismissed. Dennis Chamberman will you please come out the front." Both Jan and Denny eyed the straps with some concern. "Janette," the head went on, "Dennis here put up a spirited and very courageous defence for you and you will be pleased to know that I have decided to allow his plea for mercy. I am not even going to ask him to take your punishment."

"There's got to be a catch," Jan thought. "And why the straps if he isn't going to use them on us? And why were our necks measured?" Denny already guessed the answer. They were going to be collared. Even he didn't guess the full extent of it though.

"It seems clear to me, that Dennis has taken a keen interest in your welfare Janette. He's looked after your well being and saved you from a lot of pain. To help save you from any future errors in your behaviour, I am entrusting you into his keeping. He will look after you twenty-four hours a day." There were puzzled and surprised murmurs from the class. How could he do that when they had to be separated at night in different dormitories and for other things?

"To ensure that he does this 24/7 I am permanently attaching the two of you together. One can not go anywhere without the other." He paused and then dramatically went on, "Attach them Mr. Simmons if you please."

Bob Simmons, with his own sense of drama, undid the leather package to reveal two leather belts firmly connected by a three foot length of chromium plated chain. "Oh my God!" Denny muttered when his mind rapidly worked out the implications. Jan tried to resist but the guards held her and while Bob buckled the belt. He did the same with Denny. Both thought it would be okay and just a lark for a day or so. They could easily undo the buckles for each other. Bob had thought of that too and produced a pop riveter. It was a little difficult to use in the confined space between the neck and the leather but he hadn't buckled them tightly so he managed to get seven rivets to secure the tongue that projected passed the buckle to the main band of leather. They would need a hacksaw to remove the collars.

"Oh my God," Denny muttered again. "Jesus fuckin' Christ!" swore Jan. "How long are we going to be like this?"

"As long as it takes for you to learn to get along together," smiled Derek, "But there's two more things. Dennis I am issuing you with this tawse. It's a little lighter than the ones we use but feel free to use it on your twin as a when you feel it necessary. Use it on any part of her body, give as many strokes as you like. In any case I am ordering you to give her six strokes each Sunday evening before you go to bed. It must be done in front of one or more of the staff so they can judge if you are hitting hard enough. They can be on any part of her body." He ceremoniously handed the tawse to Denny and fastened it around his waist.

"Secondly I am charging you to help Janette with her school work. Her early school reports indicated she was quite a bright kid but persistent truancy later has meant she is far behind others of her age. Something which applies to most of this class as well. I must emphasise you are to only help her, not to do the work for her. She is in your charge now." Derek ignored the mutterings from the class for the moment. "You may dismiss your class now Miss Patterson." Dumbfounded at what they had seen the class filed from the room and discussed how the pair would get along tied to each other and where they would sleep and piss and even shit.