Inmate headed to court wearing an orange jumpsuit and a combination of Ripp Restraint leg restrains and standard belly chain with side mount cuffs. Quite unusual!
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Inmate headed to court wearing an orange jumpsuit and a combination of Ripp Restraint leg restrains and standard belly chain with side mount cuffs. Quite unusual!
Making an appearance in a courtroom packed with other low-life inmates is always a special experience. There is a story behind every picture.
For example, appearing in a suicide smock, like this young man, is extra humiliating. The feeling of having such a robe on is even more humiliating than the feeling the other criminals have in their jail pajamas. Although the latter may not be wearing clean underwear, the young man at the front wears nothing at all under his robe. His sweet-smelling penis dangles below and his sour-smelling unwashed ass is exposed to the open air. The only similarity is that he also wears his plastic slides barefoot. But his bare ankles, unlike the other boys, have steel chains hanging from them. That completes the humiliation.
This gentleman, for his part, has more clothes on. On the other hand, his red uniform makes him stand out from the other inmates. He even gets the privilege of wearing socks in his plastic jail slides, unlike the other inmates, whose cheesy smell of their bare stinky feet fills the room. The man to the lawyer's right even gives his bare feet extra air and has kicked off his slides. Perhaps he has already had to make his appearance and his moment to shine has already passed.
What is your favorite?
Which sandals should be on the bare, sweaty feet of a male inmate?
1. Eva Shower Shoe Slides
2. Uni-Foot PVC Shower Slides
3. Basket-Weave PVC Shower Sandals
4. Cross-Strap Foam Shower Sandals
5. V-Thong Shower Sandals
Tough choice. I love the aesthetic of #1 and #3, but I think #2 wins in terms of spartan basicness and humiliating ugliness.
They just arrived at the prison and have had their socks and shoes confiscated, as well as wearing belly chains and handcuffs. They are happy, because they will have the life they always dreamed of, and soon they will have their beautiful uniforms, and they will lie in their cells for a good part of their lives.
It seems indeed so, that they are enjoying their situation. And of course it someway must be rather exciting for a boy to be captured and shackled for the first time. But will they remain so cheerful when they are taken away in a special prison van to a high-security juvenile detention center? A severe penitentiary like Pendleton Maximum Security Juvenile Prison in Indiana?
These - again: four - juvenile prisoners in this clip, still wearing their own clothes, but now with their hands locked in a stacked position into a black box, and with their feet provided with leg-irons, seem quite intimidated by their new surroundings upon arrival.
19 year old Gary raped two guys in prison. A court sentenced him now to wear a chastity device. The device will cover his dick and balls. Once per week it will be cleaned mechaincally with a sound inserted into the device. He will wear the device for the next 14,5 years he’s behind bars. After release he has to wear the device 15 more years: It’s the additional punishment for raping the other guys.
Very effective punishment 😈
Sounds interesting, but is it real?
This is really a great clip, especially the middle part, starting with the unvoluntary journey in the special prison van, the reception in prison, and especially the very humiliating and rough strip search after that. It’s taken from some movie about a guy arrested in the Philippines.
I like the way the new inmates are roughly grabbed by the head, the way the main character has to undress, then is ordered to open his mouth and stick out his tongue, then has to kneel naked a few times together with everyone else, then has to move forward in a crouching position for the next inspection, then has to open his mouth again to be roughly felt in his oral cavity, and has to stick out his tongue again while the guard keeps his mouth wide open, after which his nose is pulled up, his ears are felt, and then even his neck muscles are felt too. And after the mugshot, he, meanwhile mentally paralyzed, finally has his hair shaved off with clippers.
ROUGH STRIP SEARCH DURING INTAKE IN PHILIPPINE PRISON
This is really a great clip, especially the middle part, starting with the unvoluntary journey in the special prison van, the reception in prison, and especially the very humiliating and rough strip search after that. It's taken from some movie about a guy arrested in the Philippines.
I like the way the new inmates are roughly grabbed by the head, the way the main character has to undress, then is ordered to open his mouth and stick out his tongue, then has to kneel naked a few times together with everyone else, then has to move forward in a crouching position for the next inspection, then has to open his mouth again to be roughly felt in his oral cavity, and has to stick out his tongue again while the guard keeps his mouth wide open, after which his nose is pulled up, his ears are felt, and then even his neck muscles are felt too. And after the mugshot, he, meanwhile mentally paralyzed, finally has his hair shaved off with clippers.
Kyle Bond, Jordan Robinson, and Arnoldo Moreno Orduno
WELCOME IN MY PRISON - THE ONLY ONE THAT OFFERS ALL PLEASURES OF ALL AMERICAN PENITENTIARIES TOGETHER
After that fatal car crash, causing serious traffic victims, it always starts with arrest and being handcuffed at your back. Then you're driven to the police station. There follows the intake, the body search, the mugshot, the inevitable alcohol test and finally the finger prints.
As the test is positive your brandnew prison uniform, a simple nice black and white striped jumpsuit, to be closed with just six shiny snap buttons at the front, is already waiting for you, one of the kind you will have to wear from now on for many years to come - as is the barred bare cell with just a bed of cold steel, a stool made of the same stuff and a toilet, to spend your first night locked up and think all over....
Your beautiful new villain suit will only be taken off from now on when you have to shower, together with other prisoners. You better prepare yourself for that too: in prison we don't do privacy. The first time you will hesitate to undress in the presence of others just as much as that shy new inmate on the right, but that will soon be over, i promise you.
You soon will learn to wear your striking prison stripes always and everywhere. No separate trousers and shirt for you anymore, just a jumpsuit. And you soon will learn that you have to dress yourself properly once you're out of your bed , so to button up that jumpsuit always and everywhere completely, all six snaps up to the last one just under your chin. If not, the police officers will learn you to do so.
You also soon will get used to the fact that this is just how you will look henceforth, that your visiting family will see you dressed like this. No, there will not be any exceptions to that rule in the future. You soon will discover that your prison uniform has only one small pocket, on your left chest, and none further down as your pants once had. As you will never need cash money in the future again, this is sufficient for a pair of glasses, or perhaps a handkerchief. After all, the fewer pockets your jumpsuit possesses, the smaller the risk of any contraband.
Yes, from this moment on wearing solid steel handcuffs will become nearly inevitable as soon as you are somewhere outside your own cell. Safety comes first - at the police station they have their experience with new prisoners who suddenly go crazy and thus become violent.
A few days later you're already on your way to court for trial, in your new prison stripes clearly contrasting to the accompanying officers in their grey uniforms. Of course you're already since you left your cell in full restraints, shuffling along with difficulty in your uneasy leg irons, while your wrists in handcuffs are fixed to the frontal D-ring of a thick leather belt around your waist, with which the jailers lead you with firm a grip like some wild dog on the leash to the dock to get sentenced....
After your perp-walk in front of the eager local press and the curious public you enter the courtroom, where your lawyer pleads in vain for a conditional sentence on the grounds of mitigating circumstances. But the facts are clear and the sentence of the judge therefore is too.
You will have to spend many years in prison - which one, you don't hear yet. The next days, or perhaps weeks, you will stay in your cell at the local jail again. When you move back from the courtroom to the exit of the court-house, the sound of the rattling of your leg-irons, each time when the connecting chain hits the stone floor tiles of the corridor, sounds more ominous than ever. You will get used to them...
And now, first back to the county jail. Now you've been sentenced, you're aware that you indeed will have to wear this black and white striped prison jumpsuit the next years. And yes, because of that, on your way out of the courthouse those damned handcuffs also stay on.
Outside the prison van is already waiting for you. No, there is no chance to escape your fate. Too much police officers around, apart from your shackles - and your prison stripes, that will betray you. There is only one choice for you: to obey to the law and step inside.
And yes, this time, on your way back, you're not the only one in the prison van. As small as it is, there is space enough for two - or more...
Back in your cell at the county jail you've just to wait, till on some very early morning in the next days or weeks you're suddenly awakened and taken out for transport. The handcuffs and leg-irons you have to wear during the next hours already are waiting outside your cell. This time even a black box is added to your handcuffs, fixing them in an immovable way to the belly-chain padlocked at your back.
Outside, the special prison bus is already waiting for you. Inside that van, behind the driver's cabin, there is a lockable compartment for you and your fellow inmates, with bars on the windows. For the rest there are only very basic chairs on a steel floor. Now, you have a very long ride ahead of you, during which you will stay fully restrained the entire time. At no point will your shackles come off, that's strictly forbidden, not even allowed when you are given food and drink on the way, or have to piss, or when a short stop is made to pick up a couple of recently convicted inmates, already shackled, at the next county jail.
If you are unlucky, if you are considered a flight risk, you will not only have to wear the hand and foot cuffs that have already been put on you in advance, but you might also be chained to your place for the entire ride, presumably with your legs to a ring in the floor. As you can see, the necessary extra cuffing-equipment for this is already present in the bus in enough amounts to do so just behind the driver's seat.
It's a long drive of many hours from the small jail in your own county town to the huge isolated prison complex in the middle of nowhere. Then suddenly your new home for the next years comes into sight. The wires, the walls, the watch towers, al those frightening forbidding structures you can watch now for a couple of minutes through the windows of the prison van from the outside before it enters, make you immediately realize: once inside, there will be no way out.
And when the prison gate opens and the van finally drives into the court yard, you already catch a glimpse of the other inhabitants, all wearing exactly the same black and white striped prison uniform as you. You're not the only one here, that's for sure.... A new, harsh, unknown life with a lot of strict rules now lays ahead!
And when you are taken to your cell block for the first time, and you encounter a whole column of fellow prisoners while crossing the courtyard in your full restraints, you realize something else: outside of that cell block, your hands and feet will always be shackled for safety's sake, that fucking tight leather belt around your waist with those bloody handcuffs attached to it, will from now on become your standard equipment as soon as you leave it, heavy leg-irons included.
EXPERIENCE THE UNIQUE AMERICAN WAY OF PRISON LIFE!
I have started this new blog about one of my greatest phantasies: to experience a real American prison from the inside. After being transported to a huge state penitentiary of the maximum security category, surrounded by barbed wire, walls and moats, and the obligatory humiliating stripsearch immediately at arrival, a hidden severe world is welcoming all new inmates for many years to come, offering a lot of rest, partly to be spend in solitary confinement:
Barred cells, serious shackles, rattling chains, prison stripes and finally the famous chain gang - always secured in full restraints: that's the way i like it!
Well, and there is your cell, completely for your own, your home for the next years. Which one will be yours? Is your new neighbor already winking you? Will it be No.2, 4, 5, 6? They are all identical - in a good prison all inmates are treated equal, as they are all dressed the same, their individuality reduced to their identification number stamped on their plastic wristband and maybe printed on their new uniform too.
And then one of those cell-doors is opened for you, and you have to go inside. After your handcuffs and leg-irons are taken off, the guards leave your cell, the barred door is banged shut and you're left alone.
You're locked up now, and the only part of your captive body that you can now move past those damned iron bars of your cell by yourself are your hands. The rest remains inside and has to wait till the door will be unlocked again - next morning or next week or next month, or whenever, that's no longer up to you...
Stacked speedcuffs with shackles and slides!
After intake.
Your 'designer' clothes have been taken, and replaced with a humiliating pink jumpsuit and cheap thermal. Your Nikes are gone, and you've got ugly, plastic slides.
Chained up until someone decides to let you out.
You belong to the county now.
James Parker was 16 when he was sentenced to 25 years to life for the murder of two Dartmouth College professors in 2001.
After seeing his pics in stripes and shackles for over two decades, it’s very interesting to see him now, aged 39, as he is granted parole.
Poor guy! The discovery of his dinner made him cry. He longs for home so bad. When will this humiliated situation be over? He wants back his own clothes, instead of this disgusting jumpsuit. He can also smell the feet of the previous owner of his slides. He will soon suffer from athlete’s foot. Why didn’t they give him a pair of socks?!
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One moment, he was there, in his regular clothes, confident of a favorable outcome.
However, that hope was in vain. After being found guilty, he was placed in shackles. Pending the verdict on his sentence, he was locked up in the local jail.
He has spent 2 months there so far. All that time, he wore this ridiculous orange uniform. All that time, he also didn't wear shoes or socks.
Instead, he wore these stupid slides on his bare feet. These slides smelled of the sweaty feet of the men who wore them before him.
He felt so humiliated. He hoped for a lenient sentence. But even that was a mistaken expectation. When he heard he was to spend 5 years in prison, he burst into tears.
However, there wasn't much time to cry. Shortly after, the guards escorted him on his way to his new destination. This was the last glimpse of the outside world he would have for 5 years.
This young dude realizes how ridiculous he looks in this pajama-like jail uniform. Due to his arm injury, he also failed to put on socks when he was escorted from his cell to make a court appearance. As a result, he had to appear barefoot in these silly sandals in public. He finds it so humiliating.
And just when he thinks it can’t get any worse, he sees the guards coming at him with a set of heavy leg irons. He realizes that the chains are going to cut into his bare ankles. That’s why he looks so scared. And the ride back to jail is so long…
He thinks it is awkward to wear slides in public. Normally, he would never show his toes publically. But unfortunately, being able to choose what to wear, is a freedom he lost. From now on, he will wear this pajama like jail outfit and these sandals on his bare feet until he is shipped to prison. There he will be dressed out in another uniform to deprive him of his own personality. The next couple of years, everything he does, will be dictated by others.