First Story – My wife taken into custody

Foreword by Felix:

I was sent this story by a follower on FetLife.  I read it with interest because it had a ring of narrative truth to it, and it seemed to pack not only an erotic, but an emotional payload.  I was in contact with the author and he have me permission to publish his story, and in fact, rewrite it.  This has become a rather long text file available to subscribers of the Archives BBS Member Site.

If the author would contact me through the comments section below, I’d be very pleased!   A quick mention of the writing.  I feel it is very direct and descriptive and that is probably what first attracted me to it.  Let’s face it; the subject matter deals with a man whose young wife is arrested, turned into a prison, taken behind a glass door, handcuffed and imprisoned for an indeterminable time.  What’s not to like?

First Story

So I got thinking about a story first time I have written one so please be kind, any comments appreciated.
it was all the result of an accident on the way back from work unfortunately for my wife it was an accident in which someone was seriously hurt. Immediately following the accident she was arrested along with the other drivers involved and interviewed at the police station.

Bondage Prisoner Mary - illustration for First Story
Bondage Prisoner Mary – illustration for First Story

Once that was completed she was released and we thought nothing of it much about it until one day when I came home from work and my wife was sat on the sofa crying. I asked her what the problem was and she handed me a bundle of paper, one of which was a letter from the local women’s prison HMP Bronzefield which stated that the charges where being issued against my wife and that she had to report to the prison to be held in custody until the trail. There was another little booklet called what to expect during your stay which outlined the life inside, how to visit etc and there was a section telling her what she could bring in with her (nothing more than the clothes she was wearing at the time) it also informed her that she had to report in a dress and be wearing black opaque tights. To ease time and ensure the best medical care it was also recommended to visit your GP and have a pre incarceration medical performed and bring the results of that with you.
All of this happened on a Tuesday evening, the letter gave a reporting date of 9 am Thursday morning leaving us just the Wednesday to sort everything out. Her bosses where surprisingly supportive and agreed that she could have the time she was on remand as unpaid leave. We managed to arrange all her finances and after much arguing with the receptionist at the Dr’s managed to get her a medical. The Dr was very surprised when she explained why

Bondage Prisoner Mary - illustration for First Story
Bondage Prisoner Mary – illustration for First Story

she needed it, in fact most people who knew her where very shocked that she was going to be spending some time in prison.
Wednesday evening was spent calling friends and family explaining what was going off playing with our pets and just being close with each other, as where were not sure how long she would be away the letter indicated she may have to wait anything up to two years before a trail was available.
Thursday morning we got up early and had breakfast before Jo went to get dressed to report she chose a simple black knitted dress and the required black opaque tights which she coupled court shoes. The only jewellery she wore was her wedding and engagement rings. As we got in the car to drive her to the prison she joked that this was the least amount of things she had ever been holiday with but we both could see that it was a feeble attempt at a joke. The drive to bronzefield took just over an hour we got there about 8:45 and we both sat and waited in the car until 8:55 where by we both got out and walked with through the door to reception desk where she talked to a nice looking young lady behind a desk.

Bondage Prisoner Mary - illustration for First Story
Bondage Prisoner Mary – illustration for First Story

Jo gave her name and the charge against her, while the lady looked her up she finally found her name and said yes thank you please take a seat in the waiting room and buzzed the door open. The lady looked at me and said unfortunately I could not go in and wait with my wife but I could wait where I was currently until my wife was taken back. I gave Jo the biggest hug I have ever done and if I am honest I never wanted to let go. Eventually we both sensed that we needed to separate and Jo walked through the door and took a seat in the waiting area where she could see me through the glass wall. The lady behind reception looked at me and asked if it was my wife’s first time, when I confirmed it was she said not to worry and that she would be well looked after here.

After about 20 minutes of waiting I saw a male officer approach my wife with some chains in his hands, I could see them talking after which my wife looked and me before standing and being led away back into the prison. I talked to the lady on reception about how and when I would be able to visit (one visit a month for 30 minutes). The

Bondage Prisoner Mary - illustration for First Story
Bondage Prisoner Mary – illustration for First Story

following is based around both my wife’s and mine recollection of events that followed. Immediately that the officer approached her he asked her name and told her to stand and come with him.

Once they where out of view of the waiting area he directed Jo to stand in the search position against a wall and begin to very thoroughly search her, once he was satisfied that she was not trying to smuggle any contraband or weapons into the facility he handcuffed her behind her back and leg ironed her ankles. This was the first time she had experienced restraint like this (she was never cuffed when arrested initially). She said the officer then led her through the prison; she said she was embarrassed when she was seen by other workers in the prison as she was in chains. She did mention she was shocked as she was walked past the death row wing of the prison and that it looked very foreboding.
She said they seemed to be walking into the prison for a long time,

Bondage Prisoner Mary - illustration for First Story
Bondage Prisoner Mary – illustration for First Story

but later admitted that it was only a few minutes before they reached a waiting area. There where a number of other women in here all dressed in the required dress and tights and restraints. All of them where stood facing the wall, the officer position my wife next to them and told her good luck and no talking with the other women and to stay facing the wall. She did say her and the officer had been chatting as he escorted her but she was not sure what it was about probably nervous chat. After waiting a while and hearing a few other women called forward for processing eventually it was her turn. She was told to come and stand with her toes on a white line about three foot in front of a desk where a officer sat with a computer who took her details (name, age, address, DOB, NOK etc) before telling her that she was not permitted to have any jewellery and taking away her rings, she said at this point she did protest and cry but it was to no avail.

After they had taken her rings a young female officer took her through to a room off the side of the office area which contained a shower in one corner and the necessary processing material (finger printing equipment, photo, scales, height measurement, dna typing etc). Jo said that the officer removed her chains and told her to strip out of her clothes and stand with her hands on her head in the middle of the room while she waited. Jo later told me that this was one of the most upsetting and difficult things that she had to do striping in front of another person to be examined and inspected, she said she never really got used to it in the entire year that she was in custody. After a few minutes of waiting the officer called Jo over and had her pose for the required photographs before looking her over and taking detailed photos of any scares or distinguishing marks.

Once she had been photographed she was weighed, measure, fingerprinted and dna typed with the officer recording the information in her prison file. Shortly after she had finished the officer began to talk to her about her periods and regularity of them and most embarrassingly when the next one was due. She was also informed that masturbation was not permitted for the duration of her imprisonment. Once the humiliation of the induction had been performed she was permitted to enter the shower and get herself clean. As she showered she said the guard handed her a razor and told her to remove all of her pubic hair as that was not permitted on hygiene grounds and the fact that it eased the searches of them. I think by this point Jo was pretty overwhelmed by it all she said that she was surprised that only two hours had gone by since she was dropped off at reception. Having completed her shower the guard handed her the prison uniform of a white shift dress with the words REMAND PRISONER on the back and thick white opaque tights. Once she was dressed the officer she was with again handcuffed her and leg ironed her and allowed her to take a seat in the office while she finished up some paper work. My wife told me she waited about 30 minutes while the officer and her chatted a little, the officer was curious as to what had lead my wife to being there that morning as she did not seem like the type of woman to be required to be in custody. Jo explained the crash and the charges she was facing (the potential for 15 years) the officer for her part I am told seem sympathetic even if she did have to remind my wife to address her as miss a few times.

Bondage Prisoner Mary - illustration for First Story
Bondage Prisoner Mary – illustration for First Story

Once the officer was ready she had my wife stand up and escorted her across the prison to one of the remand wings. Jo described the wing as a single floor with cells down either side of the wing, she said it was a long wing holding probably 50 cells on each side. About every 20 cells there was a raised desk platform at which an officer sat monitoring a the area and a bank of CCTV’s. My wife said her cell was near the end of the block although that did not matter as she could not see any windows the entire block being lit by artificial light. She was stopped out side her cell while the officer unlocked the door and told Jo to enter the cell where she would spend the next 12 months.

My wife described her cell as tiny with just room for the single bed and toilet / sink combo in the corner. The walls where painted a very pale pink colour and again it was lit by a light which was controlled externally. The officer told Jo she was now on C wing and this would be her home until she was released or convicted. She removed my wife’s restraints and left her in the cell locking the door behind her. Jo tells me that at this point she sat down on the bed and had a little cry (I cannot say I blame her and think she showed incredible bravery) she said it was not until the door closed that it really struck home that she was now a prisoner, when just a few short hours ago she could do what she wanted…..

3 thoughts on “First Story – My wife taken into custody”

    1. Hi, Alex – this is the completed story by AdamT. I am glad that you appreciate it. There are, however about 9 parts of a story that I have completed related to this concept on Archives BBS Member Site:

      http://www.archbbsdl.com/

      It is available to all subscribers.

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