The policeman presents me to a prison guard.
"Put her in a private cell, that is the command of the lieutenant, and keep her handcuffed."
The guard opens and examines my mouth, and paws all areas of my body. I scream when he touches my crotch, but i get another big slap. It seems to me i will be slapped by anyone i meet. And haven't they female guards? I feel deep humiliation.
My cell is very small and has no furniture at all. I try to sit on the stone floor, kneeling and sitting on my heels, my hands cuffed together behind my back. It is rather unpleasant and i begin to think about sitting with uplifted knees, when the door opens and the big man in khaki dress enters. The lieutenant.
Without any preamble he grabs my breasts and lifts me, placing me in standing posture.
"Stand up, slut, if I enter."
"Sorry, Sir."
He is grinding my nipples painfully.
"Listen, filthy bitch. The judge and the superintendent of the federal female prison will call soon to interrogate you. Show respect and answer obediently. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Sir. I understand."
"Now you lift your left knee and put your left sole of foot on your right knee."
I obey, understanding nothing.
"You will stand so until they arrive. Am i understood? You will be observed."
"I understand, Sir."
He grinds my nipples painfully again. Then he leaves me, standing on one leg.
After a while it means infernal pain.