Induction Time
By Crossmanx at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome.
Prison life is hard, but first you have to go through your Induction!

Induction Time

JD looked out of the small window in the back of the prison van, the glass was
thick, scratched and quite misty so he couldn't get a clear view, but he could
see well enough, for now. The prison transfer van was on its way, with JD, to
the prison on Hope Island, it had stopped at the start of the causeway to the
island just as the big red sign had said. The vehicle had stopped and the
driver had used the phone in the box to call ahead for clearance to cross the
causeway.

JD, his real name was Julian Desmond but JD seemed to suit him better after
all he was a criminal! To JD this was just another prison transfer, and
unsurprisingly he did seem to get moved around quite a bit. He would get into
one prison, settle down, get bored, have an argument and beat up a few inmates
along with a couple of guards. Then the next thing he knew he was being
shipped off to another prison! He could see the driver still on the phone
waiting for clearance and the sign that read 'Welcome to Hope Island
Correctional Prison and Detention Centre.' Some joker had also scrawled
underneath 'Last Hope Island' and 'Devils Island Prison.'

He laughed to himself, JD was a tough man and there wasn't a prison going that
could break him, let alone 'Devils Island Prison.' But this was his first time
here and that made it a bit more interesting for the man, he knew all the
other prisons and detentions centres around the country he'd been in them all,
at least twice, but never this one! He'd heard the rumours about this place,
everyone had, that this was a 'special' place, this was where all the
prisoners that the system couldn't control went, all the bad eggs in one
basket so to speak.

But there was another rumour about this one place, one he'd hear but not
everyone else had, that there were women at this prison. Not female inmates,
that would just be too good to hope for, no, not that. He'd heard that there
where female guards here! The toughest prison for the roughest of prisoners
and with female guards, that surly wasn't right! JD grinned to himself about
that rumour as the driver got back into the cab, and the van started up again
and drove up the causeway, ready to deliver JD to his new 'home!'

The drive alone the causeway didn't take long and soon the driver and escort
of the van had handed over JD to his new 'owners' and they were on their way
off the island. That just left JD himself here in his new 'home', in the
reception area where he was being booked in and all the paperwork was being
checked. Prisoner 589127P had little to do but stare out of the window, he was
getting used to doing that.

He was looking out of the old building onto a large courtyard area, the
surrounding buildings, like the one he was in, all looked like they were
something out of the Victorian era. And, although he was no historian, JD
reckoned this had been one of those old Napoleonic forts, the defence's that
where built to stop any invasion from the other side of the water. The place
had that sort of dank, dark, look, feel and smell to it, but it was going to
be home for a while so he had probably better get used to it.

It was now that JD spotted something else, or should that be someone! Out in
the courtyard walking from a parked car to one of the old large, heavy wooden
doors was a woman. Not just any woman, not a civilian worker, secretary, cook
or cleaner, or anything like that. She was a guard, in uniform and all that, a
female prison guard! No wait there was another, and another 'where those
rumours true?' well it certainly looked like it.

He could see at least three women, three female prison guards, in uniform, a
blond, brunette and a redhead, 'a full set!' This place was certainly looking
up, but at that moment he was called over to the counter to be issued with his
bedding and new uniform by an old looking storeman, who had probably been here
since it was first built. But before he went over to the counter he got one
last, and good look at the three women that now together walked across the
courtyard. The tall brunette with her ponytail, the blond in the middle of the
group, and the shorter redhead at the far end of the line of three women.

Just as JD moved away from the window the redhead's gaze was drawn towards the
window of the reception centre, the room where all new prisoners were booked
in, issued clothing and bedding then taken to the holding area. Something had
caught her attention, but she wasn't sure what, as there was now nothing there
at the window. But the woman's 'interest' had been raised, 'was there a
newcomer?'

JD was moved into the holding area from the reception area, everything was
done, all the forms had been completed correctly, in triplicate, everything he
needed had been issued to him. All he needed now was his room, his cell, and
his pleasant stay here at Hope Island could begin.

In the holding area, he was told by an average looking male guard that his
induction would take place here. JD looked around it wasn't much of a room,
large but not much inside it and with the high ceilings to give it that cold,
empty feeling. But he knew what prisons where like, trying to give the tough
first impression and hope new prisoners accept it, but not him. The single
table pushed up against the wall and just the one chair where the guard had
been sat when he walked in, where all the normal signs of putting the new
prisoner in his place.

Another 'ploy' to mess with the prisoner's mind was these boiler suits, the
one he'd had to change into, the pink boiler suits! Unusually, he'd never had
this before and the colour, some phyco Doc's idea of making the prisoner more
compliant he suspected. He put his neatly folded pile of bedding down on one
of the benches in the room. There were 3 lines of old fashion benches, balance
beams, for the new prisoners to sit on, a good idea he thought, low to the
ground, so everyone else was taller and looked down on you. They were like the
benches used in schools and would make the newbie feel like a naught
schoolboy, he grinned at that.

The guard pushed his chair back and got up, there was that screeching sound as
the chair scrapped along the wooden floor, another trick to intimidate. The
guard stood there and looked at the paperwork on his clipboard as he checked
everything, he tutted and shock his head "you're quite the bad arse, aren't
you? Pink coveralls, so your down to go to F wing, you won't like that." JD
had been in the system too long for some fuckwit like this guard try and play
with his head. The prisoner was much taller, broader and stronger, he grinned
at the guard and holding his hands together in front of him he gave a lurching
movement forward.

It was enough to give the guard a fright and make him jump back out of the
way. JD gently raised his two hands that where still together upwards to show
that he was not 'really' going for the guard and grinned again. The guard
could see the prisoner's gold tooth almost smiling at him and got the message,
'don't make fun or I'll have you!' This guard might not be able to handle this
prison in a one on one situation, but he knew someone who could!

The guard carried on "F wing is our specialist wing, for those prisoner in the
system that need to be supervised closely, it ... ... " JD took a small but
intimidation step forward closer to the guard "what does the F stand for
'Fucked up' wing?" The guard had had enough and dropped his clipboard to his
side, then flung it over onto the desk and walked off "your induction officer
will be here shortly ... ... good luck!" JD at first laughed at way he'd
unsettled the guard, then stopped, there was something in his tone and the way
he'd said that 'good luck.' As if he knew something that JD didn't, it was
strange!

But just to add some more confusion in, the guard stopped at the large wooden
door and before he left he turned and said "The F, that stands for female,
Female Wing as in all the guards there are women, all the prisoners are men
but the guards are women, that why we call it F Wing!"

The guard left and JD was even more confused, 'female guards?' So, where those
rumours he'd hear actually true, 'can't be, surly they wouldn't ... ... ' Just
then the door handle on the large wooden door turned, there was a seconds
pause and then it was pushed open and in walked ... ...

Ruby Redman was a small, even petite, woman, who looked nothing like what a
guard should. But she was very noticeable in other ways, with her quite
obvious stunning red hair. She'd heard all the jokes, the gags, quips, snide
comments and downright insults about being a redhead, a ginger. The comments
that she never took kindly to, and of course, all those jibes about her name
and being a redhead, she'd heard it all. She'd listened to it time and time
again for the arrogant and the ignorant. But instead of ignoring all those
remakes, and going back a long time, she'd started to react to those
'remarks.' Over the years this woman had learnt, very quickly, the hard way of
how to get through life. But more importantly she learnt to come out the other
side being the one who was smiling!

All of this mickey taking had hardened the woman and 'developed' her brash
arrogance and her hot temper. Which had led her to many bad encounters with
authority and it had also given her a bit of an attitude to those people who
liked to make fun of others. The ones who though it was OK to belittle those
around them. It made her despise the bully and everything he stood for, but
even so, revenge for the way she'd been treated as a child was never on her
mind, but it was also never far from her thoughts.

When she'd been growing up Ruby had been both a confused and focused girl and
now she had grown up into a woman who, maybe, had one or two issues, but who
almost never allowed them to cloud her judgement, almost never! She was a
woman who'd been on the receiving end of some cruel jokes and treatment, but
who had now learnt to give as good as she had got, with a little extra added.
So, working in a prison with a whole load of bad men was quite the ideal job
for such a woman like her!

Ruby took a couple of steps into the holding area room and looked at the man
who was about to receive his induction from her. JD was a tall, broad and
rough a hard looking man, quite cute in fact. He'd been in and out of prison
for most of his adult life and knew his way around the system better than most
inmates. He was in his late 30's just, on the cusp of reaching the big '4'
'O'. He was bald with one of those silly goatee beards, but she could forgive
him that, there were a few grey hairs to give him that more distinguished
look, an interesting appeal. Even in the boiler suit, the pink suit, his
strong body could be made out, thick legs, well developed chest and shoulders,
large arms and a thick neck. He was a real man, a strong man, and he knew it,
the arrogance seemed flow from every inch of him, he was something alright.

As Ruby took all this in, she instantly decided, 'cute, but I don't like him',
JD returned the stare and examined her. Ruby was not what he was expecting and
for once the man was taken aback by this, by her. He was sure she had been the
one he'd caught a brief glimpse of earlier walking across the courtyard, with
the blond and the brunette, 'Yes, it was her!'

She was a small woman, both in height and build, that's what it looked like to
start with, Ruby was tiny, short and a redhead, JD instantly thought of a few
jokes straight away. The look on his face as he now took in the rest of the
woman told Ruby exactly what he was thinking, and already she was beginning to
get annoyed with this one, more and more.

Ruby was dressed in her uniform which at best was a little ill fitting, JD
wasn't sure if prison uniforms went that small or had 'she' shrunk in the
wash. Whichever, it wasn't a good fitting uniform, well her boots where
probably the right size, but they were small, then there were her trousers.
They looked as if they had been turned up and where baggy all over, her waist
was quite tiny and her belt had a few extra holes punched into it, so that
eventually it would fit around her.

Attached to her belt was a long chain that dropped down to her knees, then
came back up again and disappeared into her pocket, holding all those lovely
keys, nice and safe. Up further was a white shirt, again it looked a size too
large for her, but somehow that looked good on her, she had a couple of
buttons undone, but this wasn't enough for him to get a look at any cleavage.
Which was disappointing, as even though her uniform was obviously one size too
big for her, he 'knew' that under it she had a good, trim body, he just knew
that!

She had her sleeves rolled up, but one sleeve was higher than the other and
this added to her unkempt look, but it was a look he kind of liked. For a
prison guard, she was one of the scruffiest and untidiest he'd seen, but she
was a woman and that made her the best looking prison guard he'd ever seen.
Now his attention was focused on her face, her cute looking face. She was
young, but still a woman, maybe early to mid 20's he thought. Her bright red
hair was a mess, it was all over the place, all different lengths of hair
pushing out and hanging down. Everything was out of place, even though
supposedly it had been tied up, properly, but you would not have known that by
looking at her.

She had a pair of bright eyes that stared at him then there was her quite nice
button nose and the freckles that covered it, her lips where thin and tight
together or was that just because she had a look of concentration on her face.
But there she now stood, looking at him, or was that staring at him? 'Was she
the one who was going to conduct his induction here?' JD grinned, the male
guard earlier had been easily unsettled by him, but her, as for this female
guard, he'll scare her easily, no problem, then he could have some fun!

But then his grin became a smirk as his imagination started to work overtime,
as he thought about 'what fun' he could have with her? He imagined 'taking
hold of her, ripping that uniform off of her and then gabbing the small woman,
his hands around her tiny waist as he bounced her up and down on his ... ... '

She moved towards the table and picked up the clipboard that had been left
there by the previous guard. Then strolled over, closer to the prison as she
read through the paperwork. As she got close to him, his scruffy female guard,
he got a waft of perfume! For a second he could feel his heart beating that
bit faster, it had been a long time since he'd smelt anything so ... ... It
was sweet, pure, memorising.

He felt his eyes start to close as he now took in another, but more
deliberate, deep breath, and as his nostrils filed with the scent of ... ...
WHACK! OOOWWWW! JD was caught completely off guard, by the female guard, as
she made her presence felt, properly now! She'd taken hold of that clipboard
and seeing her prisoner, 'enjoy himself' the guard had brought the board up
and down hard across the side of his head.

The strike, as sudden and as hard as it was, had caught the man by surprise,
he'd never been hit by a guard, well never first anyway, and to be struck by a
woman, a female guard! Well that was unheard of, he quickly shook his head and
felt a rage start to build up, he was going to ... ... WHACK! OOOUUUHHH!

The man, the prisoner, was struck again, this time harder by the clipboard,
but in the same place, across the side of his face. This second blow knocked
his head over to the side and gave his head a throbbing, even painful,
feeling, something that JD was not use to, at all. As he tried to make sense
of this, of being hit, first, and by a guard and how he was going to make the
service and her pay dearly for this as he felt something knock against him.

The clipboard that had struck him twice was now broke, smashed, bent, useless.
Ruby flung the cracked board at the one who had broken it, which simply
bounced off of his chest. But for breaking her board this man needed to be
taught a thing or two! As the confused JD shook his head, guard Ruby stepped
in close, grabbed the man, turned and WOOOSSSHHH! THUD!

A second ago JD had been still shaking his head when he felt something
insignificant knock against him, then the next thing was something grabbing
hold of his arm and OOOOOWWWW! It felt as if his whole body had been lifted up
off of the ground and he'd been turned over, 'flung!'. Gone through the air,
sent flying, a man his size and build, had been manhandled and 'Thrown!' But
the only person in the room was the woman guard, so how'd it happen, it
couldn't have been her, 'no way! Could it?'

Those few seconds had been a blur and the force with how he'd been easily
turned over and put on his arse had shocked the man. As JD sat there on the
floor not quite knowing what had happened, after being put there on his arse,
CRUNCH! UUUHHHHH! There was a sharp blow to the back of his neck, Ruby's small
boot, her well-aimed shoot, had brought the prisoners thoughts back to what
was going on, his 'induction!' "You need to understand just two things ... ...
" Ruby started the prisoner's induction. " ... ... follow the rules and do
everything your told" WHACK! OOOHHH! THUD!

A sweeping boot had taken away the arm that JD was leaning on, making the
stunned prison collapse and fall down to the floor on his side, a smirk from
the female guard meant this was amusing to her. BANG! JD was not impressed at
all, he slammed his open hand into the floor and the sound it made echoed
around the room. Then in a flash he pushed himself upwards and was back on his
feet, growling and spitting like a venomous snake as he flexed, grew tall and
was about to rip this woman into tiny pieces.

But Ruby wasn't phased by this, she looked at the man, a hard stare, moved her
feet apart and took up a boxing stance, 'What?' JD was surprised, dumbfounded,
'did this 'woman' think she could box him!' Not only was he going to rip her
into little pieces and then sue the prison for her 'unprovoked' attack on him,
that would be a first, but he'd enjoy this all at the same time. Ruby shuffled
a couple of steps closer to her prisoner, JD's shoulders dropped in disbelief,
he shook his head, 'this woman still thinks she can ... ... ' SMACK! OOOHHH!
WHACK! UUUHHH!

He'd seriously underestimated the woman's determination to upset him even
more! She'd let loose with her clenched fist, two good hits landed in the
man's face. Two punches square on, as she'd lurched forward just at the right
moment and again caught him completely out. The first punch had landed right
on his nose and mouth, knocking his head backwards so her second incoming fist
smacked him on his chin as it came up. The double blow made the prisoner
stagger backwards a few steps before he'd managed to regain his balance.

Now JD was even angrier, even madder, and now he was going to ... ... Now the
female guard rushed at the man, her leg came up ready to drive hard into her
prisoner ... ... who caught the boot heading his way and held it there! Ruby
was stood on just one leg bouncing up and down on it while a grinning JD had
hold of her other boots. He had her, and boy was he going to make this little
bitch suffer now, as he ... ... WHACK! OOOWWWHHH!

But it was the prison guard that made the move, not the prisoner, it was Ruby
that had struck the blow and not JD, it was the woman, not the man that had
hit out. She'd bounded on her one leg, but then jumped up, swung her whole
body around in mid-air and brought her free, tiny, boot around and slammed it
so hard into the man's head as he stood there holding onto her other boot!

The blow made the tall, strong man tumble backwards, he released his hold on
the woman's boot and she dropped back down to the floor safely, now back on
both feet. As JD went spinning around and back Ruby took hold again, she
lurched forward, grabbed her falling prisoner and swung the off balanced man
around. Swinging him around as if it were a child making their teddy bear
flying it around. As the man came around, she steered him towards the table
against the wall and, SMASH! ARRRGGGHHH!

He went around, was spun and then let go of, was chucked into the table, JD
was slammed hard, fast and without ceremony, face first into the old wooden
table. The table cracked as JD's face was pounded into the table, his face,
head hurt like mad, it was bloody and he now had no idea what was going on.
The rest of the man's body fell against the table which was barely holding
itself up, but he hoped that it would keep him up, somehow! Then two firm
hands grabbed onto the back of the prisoner's boiler suit and yanked him up
and away from the table. He was flung backwards, he staggered, stumbled and
almost fell down to the floor.

But before he could fall CRACK! OOOOOHHH! JD was struck by the old wooden
chair that had been by the, now broken, table. The woman had grabbed the
chair, swung it around and slammed it into the falling prisoner, again the
room filled with the sound of an injured man and something breaking!

JD's 'induction' into F wing had been a short but hard session, his
instructions given by a small, and tougher than him, woman. As the, seriously,
hurt man dropped to his knee, his mushed-up head told him, 'stay down, stay
down.' Never before had that thought entered his head, but he'd never met one
of F wing's female guards before either, also he prayed his induction was
over, but somehow, he wasn't sure about that!

With a stunned, hurt and messed up JD on his knees he tried to get his
pounding, throbbing head clear. His head was burning, his body was in agony,
his eyes couldn't focus properly and all he could hear was CLANK! CLANK! A
clinking sound as if there was a set of keys rattling nearby, then WOOOSSSHHH!
The woman's key chain was thrown around his neck from behind him, it was
grasped tightly by Ruby's hands and yanked backwards against the man throat
UUUUUHHHH! The woman again showed her unsurprising strength as she pulled the
chain back and at the same time thrust her knee up into the back on his neck
so she could hold him there, and choke him. "Right, I think I need to go
through the rules you need to obey now. Ruel 1, Prisoners will, at all times,
do as they are told by the prison guards ... ... " She pulled back a bit more
on the chain UUUHHHHH! " ... ... Rule 2, You will at all times ... ... "

What followed was a 'full' prisoner induction to 'all' the rules! By Rule 7
she had nearly straggled him so let go and started to kick him around the
room. By Rule 13 he was begging her to stop, so she laid him, dropped him
down, onto one of the long benches. Placing one knee on his chest, to hold him
down, the small woman now towered over him, and pummelled him with her fists,
all the way up to Rule 21. But there were still more rules for him to learn
and by the time, she reached Rule 40, JD was barely conscious and lying on the
floor a broken man.

As the induction was finishing the door to the room opened and in walked the
brunette and blond female guards that JD had seen earlier, but just right now
he was not in any real state to notice this. With a battered JD on the floor
the redhead female guard tidied her hair up, a bit, and then retrieved the
paperwork from the broken clipboard. She signed it to confirm that the
prisoner's induction had been carried out, 'fully' and told the other two
female guards "you can take this one away to his cell now."

The blond and brunette grabbed onto an arm each, half hauled the crushed JD
upwards and dragged him off to his cell. The sound of his feet being dragged
along the floor was the only sound that filled the corridors that lead to his
cells. This was a sound that was 'familiar' to all the current inmates of F
wing and a sound that made every hard criminal there shudder.

When they reached, JD's cell the blond and brunet guard pulled the man up onto
his, wobbly legs and unsure feet, they held him there in front of and with his
back to the open door of his cell. A moment later there was the sound of
footsteps, from tiny boots as now guard Ruby arrived, to 'personally' escort
the prisoner into his cell. JD's weary eyes managed to open slightly just in
time to see the redhead arrive and stop in front of him.

Then suddenly she turned, swished around and brought her leg up and in one
quick turn she'd ... ... THUD! OOUUUHHHH! A roundhouse kick that drove her
boot into the centre of JD's chest and sent the man catapulting backwards and
into his cell, 'there all done, for today!' Ruby looked into the cell and the
heap on the floor that was JD, "remember if you break the rules you get
punished, then you have to go through induction, again!" With that the door
was closed and, finally, the man was able to rest.

CLANK! CLANK! JD was woken suddenly by a loud sound of keys, a sound that
brought on a cold sweat. He must have been lying on his cell floor, asleep,
for ages as it was all dark now, lights out time, Rule 9, he remembered! The
door to his cell opened and he mustered up enough strength to scurry across
the floor to the far wall. The light from outside in the corridor rushed in
and it took a second or two for JD to get used to it, but then it went
suddenly dark again. No, the lights hadn't been turned off, instead someone,
someone big was stood in the doorway, blocking the light off!

But the man's eyes quickly adjusted and as they did JD pushed himself further
back against the wall as he was gripped with, fear! There in the doorway was
stood a tall, broad black female prison guard, she looked strong and just like
the redhead earlier her uniform was the wrong size. But unlike Ruby where it
was one size too big, on this woman it was one size too small. She was a big,
strong, forceful woman, that was very plain to see! She spoke, her voice was
harsh, commanding and very scary "I run the night shift here, let me take you
through your night time induction ... ... " The woman stepped into JD's cell,
there was a moment silence then a shriek filled the normally quiet F wing as
the new arrival was given his next induction ... ... !