Chapter 176-1
Hunting
Part 2
I needed to be bad; I needed to be
sent to solitary confinement. Tony suggested something I had considered once
but didn’t have the guts to try knowing I would be punished severely. I figured
what did I have too loose? I picked up the garbage cans and dumped them all
over the floor, and emptied every piece of paper towels and toilet paper in
each of the stalls. Tony had given me a black magic marker and so I could write
all over the walls and the mirrors. I knew it could be washed off because I
have cleaned it up often enough. I also knew if I stuffed enough toilet paper
down the toilets I could cause them to flood.
So I made a very big mess, wrote every swear word, or phase I could think of. I
wrote all things that stated I belonged to the satanic church drawing
pentagrams, and everything I knew would set me apart from the rest of the bad
boys. Wanted them to know it was me, Shawn Rothwell, the bad boy of bad boys. I
had to admit it was kind of fun. I smiled when the toilets flooded the floor
and the urinals plugged the sinks and ran the water letting them run all over
the floor.
Using my one shoe to stuff one of the toilets with and my sock and tie for a
sink, and broke one mirror so I could use the sharp glass to cut up my shirt
and pant legs and took the rest of my shirt that I couldn’t cut up and stuffed
it into one of the urinals and what I was able to rip from my pant legs tearing
them into strips, so I could keep the toilets and urinals flowing all over the
floor. Once I had done everything I could do to make my mess without causing
serious damage, like breaking all the windows and all the mirrors except the
one I needed to give me something to cut with and leaving the porcelain sinks
and toilets intact.
I gave Tony the time he needed to bring someone running, so the teacher could
or a staff member could see me in action and many of the students as possible,
The look on their face when they opened the door and seeing me writing on the
walls and every surface standing barely decent with my white boxers showing
with my impromptu shorts was epic. There was no question that I was going to be
punished and sent to solitary confinement.
Students gasped, teachers gasped as Mr. Walens the Headmaster made his way down
the hall seeing what I had just done. He quickly grabbed me by my ear and
dragged me out of the room. Tony said. “I only left him for a minute, and when
I came back…” he pointed to me and the room.
Oh, he was mad. I thought he was going either beat the living crap out of me or
burst out laughing. Instead, he hauled me down the hall dragging me by my good
arm, and leaving my wheelchair behind for Tony, as we made our way down to
solitary confinement. Ordering one of his prized students brings him his
paddle.
He cursed loudly as he could tell me that I have set a new record in
such a short time. Grinning from ear to ear as the students followed me until
he couldn’t drag my sorry butt anymore due to my cast and my injured arm. Tony
came up letting Mr. Walens sit me down hard so they could use the elevator to
take me to solitary confinement as we waited for the paddle.
Once we were in the elevator going down, Mr. Walens fell over laughing so hard
he had to put his hands on his knees. The fact I had created an epic mess was
the topper of his day. When he finally was able to speak he said. “You could
have just asked to go down to the basement.”
I said. “Yes, but what would that prove? I needed to show that I was indeed a
very bad boy, and I needed to do something so bad you wouldn’t have any choice
but to give me the worst punishment. I needed to set myself up quickly so the
bad boys will come too me. I needed them to respect me, so I can get close to
them so I can learn if they are just trouble makers or belong to their special
club. I want them to invite me, and introduce me to their friends.
“I only have until Wednesday to find out everything, before we set Shawn free.
Trust me he can be quite resourceful, I have seen him in action. I am sorry I
broke the mirror, but I needed something that I could use to create a continual
mess and to prove that I can be resourceful as Shawn surly will be, and has
done so in every school he has been in and at home.”
Once the elevator stopped on the first floor, I couldn’t use the wheelchair the
rest of the way due to the stairs. Apparently, people in wheelchairs aren’t as
bad, or they receive other types of punishment, liked locked inside their room.
Again it set me apart that wheelchair was only used for my convince because
Shawn would only use it long enough for me to escape in his new luxury 5-star
prison, which was more than fine with me.
Shawn was pissed the moment he saw me when I was led inside his cell, they had
just finished with the cast on his leg including writing several names wishing
him well and good luck, even dinged it up a little as they had done with mine.
One of the guard dogs I had already met back in Heber was here with him as he
gave me a warm smile.
Shawn couldn’t say much because he had been gagged and he couldn’t move while
being handcuffed to his nice uncomfortable cot that had a very thin mattress,
but the blanket looked new but used with still had plenty of use. I took a
chair that I was offered letting them finish with my makeover. Hair, eyebrows,
and such, that so it would seem were the same person, but like I said people or
stupid because they don’t notice how truly different me and Shawn are until
their long term memory kicks in and discard the distractions right in their
face. By the time that happens, I will be long gone and the real Shawn has
taken my place.
Mr. Walens quickly introduced himself. Shawn growled angrily, through the gag.
Mr. Walens told them to remove it, that he can scream all he wants too down
here; nobody is going to care or listen.” Shawn spits the gag out and asked.
“What f**k are you doing here mule boy. And why am I wearing a God damn cast
and this God-forsaken sling?”
Tony said. “Oh, they didn’t tell you? Eric is playing you, too make you right
at home, so when you are released in a couple of days you’ll have all kinds of
new friends.”
Shawn tried to break free, but he couldn’t move other turn on his bad hand,
screamed. “You are so all going to die!”
Mr. Walens stopped him right there stuffed the gag back into his mouth, and
then brought a chair over. Shawn shook with anger, but it did no good. He
quickly said as the other people worked on me taking his time so the students
and staff know I was being well punished.
“I know all about you Shawn, I have seen what you have done and read your file.
Truly you have been a very, very bad boy to come to my school. Where I like bad
boys like you, I make my bread and butter on them. In fact, your brother here has been giving me
a fine example of what I get to look forward too and I must say I’m impressed.
He has only been here not more than a couple of hours or so and has already has
set a new record on how fast he can make it down here where really bad boys go
to be punished.
“In fact, he just made a very big mess in your name. That it’s going to take
him who knows how long to clean it up. Knowing that if he makes a mess he’s the
one that’s going to cleans it up. You should remember that because once you
join my fine student’s after he leaves in a couple of days. It would be in your
best’s interests to remember that. I have been given permission by your parents
to discipline you as I see fit. Every time you disobey or act out you will be
punished.
“In fact, I think you’re going to hold the record on how many times you make it
down here to solitary confinement until you learn that your mommy and daddy
isn’t going to save you. Not this time, in fact, you’ll have to earn the right
even too talk to them. There will be no home visits unless you earn them. There
will be no phone privileges here; there will be no one to come visit you unless
they say so or I say, and that means your dear friend Crawford and his pals.
Every call you make will be screened. There are no phones in the hallways or in
the dorms; even your mail will be screened before you see it or before you send
it.
“You can pray to your nameless God all you want, in hopes he saves you down
here. But once you are topside you’ll have bodyguard like your friend that has
brought you here today. No roommate’s other than your bodyguard will be in your
room and when you sleep at night you will be searched including your room and
locked in it at night or when you have been sent to your room by a teacher or
doctor for punishment unless of course, you are so bad, which I am counting on
you being will be sent down here.
“No one will be allowed in your room at any given time, you will never be alone
ever again with another boy, and you’ll shower and bathe alone after or before
everyone else. Plus you’ll be searched for weapons, drugs, alcohol satanic
items because we don’t practice that kind of religion in my school. Nor will
you be allowed to do so ever again. No rituals, other then catholic or LDS, or
Baptist if that is your desire, we even have a few Hebrew and Jewish faiths
here, but not the faith that you been recently practicing. I won’t stand for
devil worshiping of any kind. That includes your nameless god Mormo.
“You can thank your brother for this one, because you won’t have the privacy to
do your business, the bodyguard or someone like a teacher or me will be inside
standing outside your stall making sure you don’t create a mess like your
brother just did, plus no one else will be allowed in the bathroom or the
shower while you bathe to prevent you from rapping another boy. Like you tried
to do at your last school and like you have done at previous school before
that. There will be no sex with any
girls, not here in my school either, considering they are not allowed in your
dormitory nor are you allowed in theirs. If want sex, with a girl you’ll have
to earn that right like most boys and I will arrange that but it won’t be on my
campus.
“Everywhere you go your bodyguard will follow you until you can be trusted to
behave, but that will be only if you can behave and only with large groups of
students as your bodyguard will be close by, but not right next to you. I have
talked to Mr. Stringum and Dr. Sars regarding these bracelets that can control
your movements, Even though I don’t approve of them I can see that can be quite
effective when necessary considering how resourceful you are in getting out of
a pair of handcuffs.
“I have decided that for now, you will continue to wear them once you are
topside and let your bodyguard decide when to use them, but only to prevent you
from breaking free. I have asked that no pain be given to you through them.
That you will only pain will be of your own making or receive a very good hard
spanking with my special paddle, when you misbehave like the one here I have
brought with me.
“You will be given three strikes before you end up in solitary being the fourth
strike. Each time you’re in solitary I will add two hours until you reach the
maximum of two days, then we will start over, if you still max them out after
so many times I will add three hours, per time until you reach three days and
so on. The longest a boy has been down here is six weeks.
“I am hoping that it won’t come to that, spending all your time down here and
not mixing with other students. Playing sports and spending time developing
your skills and hobbies. In hopes when you graduate you’ll get a nice job, we
do have many students here getting their college degrees and we have a very
good job training program that many of my clients and alumni take, and give
them very good jobs with excellent pay and salary. Unless you state you rather
be a ditch digger the rest of your life, or a bum on the streets.
“Or if you chosen to turn your life around, earning home visits, like
Thanksgiving or Christmas breaks or summer vacation is even possible, or if you
become a prized student with good grades and can prove that your not the same
boy anymore that your ready to go home for good, that’s even possible as well.
The only way you're getting out of here is if you earn it or if your parents
decided that they want you home. But I can tell that right now as things stand
with your current disruptive behavior. They don’t want you home, not until you
show that you can be trusted to behave.
“You will, of course, be served three square meals either here or in your room
unless you state by your action and behavior that you rather go without. You
will still have school work regardless, either here or your room. If you
haven’t noticed the desk in the hallway outside of these holding cells. That’s
where you’ll be doing it unless you can show you are ready to behave in the
classroom and on campus.
“On your way here you should have noticed that nearest town is miles from here,
and the walls are high and guarded night and day. The gate you came in is the
only way in or out and the only way out is if you have a pass from me and
signed by our doctor and your therapist which you will meet with three times a
week, discussing your behavior and your craving for having sex with boys and
this satanic cult you have gotten yourself into.
“If want you to want to talk to an LDS Bishop you are more then welcome too and
or someone from the other faiths I have mentioned. Normally it would be in
private, but not in your case. Your friendly bodyguard will be there, and I
will, of course, will be reading; listen in, in all your conversations as well.
We're going to have such fun Shawn; I am looking forward to us getting better
acquainted, on a professional level that is.
“Now I know you have had a long day so I will leave you to your thoughts while
you make yourself comfortable. We’ll chat often I promise and will take that
nasty cast off you sometime during the week once you are topside. It’s just a
precaution for your brother as he still recovering while he is here. We can’t
have you interfering in what he is doing here, so I do apologize for keeping
you down here until then. Now that he is finished I’ll take him with me so he
can clean up his mess and get to bed before it gets too late for him. He has a
busy day ahead of him tomorrow. So goodnight, until we meet again.”