Susan

Chapter I Sentencing Susan

Susan stood before the judge in Federal district court and could not believe what she was hearing. Just before her sentence she was thinking about how less than forty-eight hours earlier she was the toast of the town. Susan was a well-respected businesswoman at the pinnacle of her career. Actually Susan was more feared than respected, but she liked to think that everyone loved her.

Susan was a deal maker and more than many hard working people lost their jobs as a direct result of Susan's tactics. It was often Susan's strategy to make a deal with a company president. When it came time for the deal to be consummated Susan would back out. She always had a way to stop the deal in its tracks. Than she would make a deal with a competing firm and the original company would often go under. Once the original company succumbed Susan would be there to buy the pieces.

It got to the point where Susan was so dangerous to be around, many people tried their best to avoid her. The inside scoop on Susan was to stay clear of her and her dealings. Most anything she touched turned to disaster for the other side.

The judge who's brother was the president of one of those company's that had a deal with Susan that went sour would be nothing but trouble for the soon to be, convict. Even Susan's Wall Street attorney could do little to help her out of this predicament. Susan kept saying she was being set up, and maybe her attorney believed her, but in all actuality it did not really matter. The jury convicted her of a class a federal crime. With that, a mandatory 10-year sentence was hanging over her head. Susan's attorney had earlier begged her to take a deal, but she would not consider a deal because she knew she was innocent. She knew she was set up and she would not deal. Now the sentence was about to be handed down.

"Susan" the judge went on "You have been convicted by a jury of your peers," Susan interrupted, "they are not my peers, they are beneath me, most of them can barely read and look at the way they are dressed, and I am innocent and these are not my peers. I was set up and I did not steal anything." "Well Susan, I am afraid the state disagrees with you. Under the by laws of this state I sentence you to no less than 10 years in the high security Federal pen. However first you are to be processed and detained at our own state medical facility for detailed examination and assessment. You will not be released from this medical facility until I feel you are ready for prison.

Susan was mortified. She knew what this meant. Being sent to the medical facility was nothing more state sponsored sexual slavery. Her attorney had warned her when he was trying to get her to take the deal. Susan's attorney had a women client that spent two years at this so called medical facility and he heard about the things going on there. So bad that he dare not even discuss them with his client.

"Take her away", and with that, it was over. The horror of it all did not even sink in before poor Susan was dragged away kicking and screaming by three female guards. Susan was put in a bus and driven to the state medical facility. Once there, she was led to a processing room and besides being in hand cuffs and leg irons, everything else was pretty mundane. A young women itemized her jewelry and gave her a receipt. Two young men than entered the room. Susan, the judge that handed down your sentence and suggested that you spend some time with us here at the medical facility has recommended

that as part of your punishment you give up all of your rights. Now unfortunately for you that means everything. The judge especially is interested in seeing you lose your dignity. So with nothing further needed to be said on this, I must ask you for your clothes." Both guards were both loving this, and even the women that seemed half way kind to her looked up with a condescending smile. "In other words Susan, strip" Susan was mortified. "Here, in front of you, no way, not me, I want my attorney, you are crazy, I am not taking off one piece of clothing." The door suddenly opened and four more men walked in. Two held her arms, and the others tore her clothes off. Susan was screaming so they put a heavy ball gag on her. It was terribly heavy as it had thick leather pieces running around her face and head. Susan recognized it as a bondage gag from the magazines that she liked to look at. Heavy wrist and ankle cuffs with hooks and buckles were fastened to. A heavy leather belt went around her waist. The belt had large and small metal rings spaced every few inches. This way at a moment's notice Susan could be restrained or her restraints could be changed so that she would still be in bondage but in a different manor. Susan's wrist cuffs were attached to her belt in back of her. Susan was now completely nude and unable to cover herself.