Northfield Experience. Part 3
Locked up innocent in Northfield, Zac and Stefan were constantly explaining that they were just two students doing research for a university project. The guards, constant in their shiny PVC uniforms, remained cold, unresponsive. They had heard it all before. Not one Northfield inmate ever seemed to think he deserved to be there. According to Northfield rules, the highly-trained young guards looked after the good-looking young students day and night, feeding them, cleaning them, caring for them, but also making sure the boys were always bound up inescapably in straitjackets, securely locked up in padded cells and insuring they were neither a danger to themselves nor the rest of the world.
Stefan curbed his instinct to resist the guards, letting them tighten his straitjacket.
He went along with their daily routine
Zac fought back the humiliation. The trained guards were just doing their jobs, and he had to eat!
Apart from the hygiene checks the straitjackets were never removed.
The guards constantly checked the straps, checked the buckles, eliminated any hope of escape
Out in the rain, their PVC restraints were tight and secure.
And after the rain, they dried their young prisoners off
They swilled piss and sweat out of the cells
.... and sanitised the padding
Under their efficient supervision, no prisoner had a hope of escape
Zac and Stefan seldom had the chance to communicate, but they had decided that compliance was the best tactic. Maybe if they went along with everything expected of them, they would eventually be listened to? Maybe then they could go back to their cabin in the woods, swap their straitjackets for their awesome PVC hoodies and sleep on a soft mattress rather than a filthy padded floor.
But Northfield wasn't finished with the two boys.
To be continued.....
