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Dr Irina Navika, chief psychologist and head of inmate rehabilitation had had many triumphs in her career, however this wasn't one of them.

It had started off as a good idea, Irina had long identified the lack of physical activity available to inmates and noted how it produced a variety of health risks and psychological burdens. The idea she proposed was simple: a field day for the inmates where they would engage in a number of physical activities that not only would help with their physical fitness but with group cohesion too.

Due to the warden's scepticism a trial run was to be done first. Irina decided to use pod B as the test subjects as the inmates there were younger women serving shorter sentences. Meaning they were unlikely to pose as big an escape risk. but could benefit hugely from a distraction from the frequent squabbling and hair pulling.

Round One: Egg and spoon race (40 participants remaining)

The first event on the itinerary was the egg and spoon race and things went badly almost immediately. There were 40 participants at the starting line and as soon as the whistle blew a dozen or so of them immediately plucked their eggs from the spoon and lobbed them straight at Irina and the other staff. The guards quickly intervened to tackle them but while they were busy suppressing the initial miscreants. Other inmates, initially trying to get away from the mess, happened upon the remainder of the eggs that had been brought from the kitchen and several minutes of chaos ensued with the inmates raining yolky projectiles at guards as they ran around like headless chickens trying to subdue the rabble. Out of eggs and with most participants in the rebellion lying hog cuffed on the yard floor eventually the first round came to an end.

Round Two: 5km run (18 participants remaining)

Irina, still with egg shell in her hair, refused to concede defeat. Feeling threatened by the failure of the previous round she found herself growing a bit authoritarian and so after having the detractors from the prior round (22 in all) frog marched back to their cell with the threat of additional charges, she instructed those who remained to run 10 laps of the jail courtyard.

After the egg debacle it did feel a little cathartic seeing the inmates sweat for her as they jogged their first few laps. By the end of the fifth lap her mind had started to change, she was a psychologist by training not a drill sergeant, was this really the approach she wanted to take. During the eighth lap when several of the less fit girls started to stop and sit down or approached her begging to be let back to their cells, she obliged rather than force them to continue. After the disaster at the start of the day she knew the warden was never going to support implementing the full program., why tether others to her sinking ship she thought. Besides, maintaining buy-in with the inmates was important for the other rehabilitation programs she ran, so best not to sour them against her, just for personal pride.

Round Three: Tug of war (12 participants remaining)

The third round was initially supposed to be a relay race, but the warden wouldn't sign off on giving convicts access to batons. Tug of war had replaced it and the remaining inmates split into two teams based on cell numbers. After about a minute of struggling a winner emerged, although from where Irina was observing it seemed like their victory was less about strength or coordination and more about two girls on the team yelling vitriol and insults at their opponents until they gave up.

The winning team comprised 6 inmates; Keira, Hannah, Nicole, Alyssa, Chloe and April. The two later of whom were the ones responsible for teaming up to effectively bully the other team into submission. Interestingly Irina had previously noted how these two inmates had a pathological hatred of each other, so while she didn't approve of their tactics, it was interesting to see the unlikeliest of social bonds develop, perhaps if this could be researched further Irina thought, then this endeavour wont have been a complete waste of time.

Round Four: Three-legged race (6 participants remaining) The last round would be the three-legged race, for which inmates would be chained at the waist with a pair of shackles cuffing a leg each together. The three teams were:

Chloe & Alyssa, who had teamed up as they were cellmates "cellmates in much the same way that her two aunts who lived together were roommates" Irina noted in her mind.

April & Hannah, who had seemingly been conspiring in whispers for several rounds now.

Keira & Nicole, both quite reticent personalities who seemed used to finding partners due to no one else being left.

Irina went to fetch the chains, leaving the inmates with a few minutes to mingle. Keira and Nicole both snuck off for an impromptu smoke break. Meanwhile Alyssa walked across the yard and furtively fiddled with some drainpipe while Chloe occupied the guards full attention with her "warmup stretches". Irina came back with a box full of shackles and also informed the girls that Keira & Nicole, not enthused by the prospect of being chained to a sweaty stranger (anymore than they usually were as prisoners) had slunk back to their cells, so this final round would be a straight head to head.

Chloe and Alyssa were first up. Each was fitted with a waist chain and had her outermost wrist cuffed. The only thing that differed from the standard procedure both girls had been through plenty of times while being transported was that their innermost arm was left free to go around their teammates shoulder, and a single pair of leg shackles shared between them kept the couple firmly locked to one another.

The next pair to be fitted with their unique set of restraints were April and Hannah, as April was escorted over to the changing area she whispered something in Chloe's ear.

"Don't think I've forgotten the shit between us. Only reason I worked with you last round is because now I've got you exactly where I want you bitch".

April grinned and bared her teeth as Chloe before eventually a guard grabbed her by the arm and dragged her over to the changing room.

Chloe and Alyssa, bound together like conjoined twins, waited quietly. Irina had been called over to the changing rooms as something seemed to be taking longer than usual, so the two girlfriends enjoyed the extra few minutes of being together, arms around each others shoulders, bodies pressed together, the kind of physical intimacy the two were more than familiar with but in any other other context would surely get them a write up for doing so in the broad daylight of the jail yard.Time passed in each others warm (and slightly sweaty presence) before eventually Irina came back.

"Congratulations girls” proclaimed Irina. "Looks like you two are the last participants left, everyone else has either given up or been disqualified so by default that leaves you two as Champions"

The newly crowned champions both seemed a bit confused. Irina continued, "When putting April's leg shackles on an officer found a makeshift shiv in her right sock. Seems she stole one of the spoons from round one, then during round two scraped the handle along the side of the jail wall to sharpen it to a point. Improvised and quite rudimentary but you girls are lucky, could still have done some damage and i'm fairly certain that was her intention".

Chloe opened her mouth to speak prompting Alyssa to try and yank at her chains and free her arm.

"Oh you don't need to worry about us Dr. During the egg related chaos earlier I found the box with the batons for the cancelled relay race. So I hid one in case of emergency and Alyssa retrieved it for me earlier. As soon as April pulled her homemade spork on me I was going to whip out the baton and clobber her with it in self defence. Almost a pity she got caught, would have loved the chance to knock her teeth out, the stupid blonde cun..."

Alyssa, who'd been frantically wrangling with her restraints, finally managed to get her arm free and clapped her hand over Chloe's mouth, cutting expletive confession just short. With her other hand she reached into the waistband of Chloe's scrubs (another action she was quite familiar with but would normally get a write up for doing outside their cell) and pulled out the metal baton before handing it over to Irina.

"Here's your shit back" stated Alyssa "Hopefully we can call it square, if anything had of happened it was self defence after all". Both girls then smiled in a way that to Irina's clinically trained mind seemed outwardly pleading, yet inwardly triumphalist, like they already knew she was going to let them slide on this.

"Whatever" Irina conceded, "I've got enough to deal without the warden hearing about inmates stealing jail property to bash each other's teeth in with". She hesitated. "Besides, I feel a bit bad. You two won but unfortunately I can't offer you any prize. I've explored the options and we can't permit inmates to be given medals because depending on how their mood swings, the ribbon could be used to hang themselves, or the medal to hit someone with. We don't have the legal jurisdiction to give you time off your sentence or any other preferential treatment at the facility. Plus there's nothing in our budget for handing out cash prizes to convicts."

"We've got an idea" the two shackled lovers sputtered out in unison. "Yeah" began Chloe. "Since you owe us a favour, how about.... well... could you leave us cuffed together for a bit longer, just a few hours in our cell"

Irina rolled her eyes "I don't recall owing you a favour, besides I already did you one just now by letting slide your confession"

Alyssa interjected "Doesn't count. You already forgave us for that before you mentioned the lack of a prize. Please just let us keep them on for an hour." She paused. "You're a researcher after all. Inmates who actually like restraints, you could write a paper on that, would mean your day hasn't been a complete waste".

After continued lobbying Irina relented. The day had ended with 23 inmates being sent to ad-seg, the warden ordering a lockdown of the unit until the end of the day and her with literal egg on her face at the failure of her latest initiative. However maybe what Alyssa had said was right, maybe there was academic fruit in researching the strange pleasure those two had got from being chained together. What could the root of it be? Was it an attempt to undermine the power of that which physically restrained them by purporting to like it? Was it a form of sensory Stockholm syndrome induced by their oppressive environment? Were they trying to subvert or reclaim the objects that denoted their social identity as inmates?

"No" she thought, reminiscing of the 10 pairs she herself owned in a cupboard in her bedroom. The appeal was really quite simple. In fact she almost envied them, getting to sit out the rest of the day in lockdown with their cuffs on. Irina smiled to herself. It had been a terrible day at work but she knew with clarity the perfect way to destress when she got home.

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Description

Art by TheCraziestofPossums

Dr Irina Navika, chief psychologist and head of inmate rehabilitation had had many triumphs in her career, however this wasn't one of them.

It had started off as a good idea, Irina had long identified the lack of physical activity available to inmates and noted how it produced a variety of health risks and psychological burdens. The idea she proposed was simple: a field day for the inmates where they would engage in a number of physical activities that not only would help with their physical fitness but with group cohesion too.

Due to the warden's scepticism a trial run was to be done first. Irina decided to use pod B as the test subjects as the inmates there were younger women serving shorter sentences. Meaning they were unlikely to pose as big an escape risk. but could benefit hugely from a distraction from the frequent squabbling and hair pulling.

Round One: Egg and spoon race (40 participants remaining)

The first event on the itinerary was the egg and spoon race and things went badly almost immediately. There were 40 participants at the starting line and as soon as the whistle blew a dozen or so of them immediately plucked their eggs from the spoon and lobbed them straight at Irina and the other staff. The guards quickly intervened to tackle them but while they were busy suppressing the initial miscreants. Other inmates, initially trying to get away from the mess, happened upon the remainder of the eggs that had been brought from the kitchen and several minutes of chaos ensued with the inmates raining yolky projectiles at guards as they ran around like headless chickens trying to subdue the rabble. Out of eggs and with most participants in the rebellion lying hog cuffed on the yard floor eventually the first round came to an end.

Round Two: 5km run (18 participants remaining)

Irina, still with egg shell in her hair, refused to concede defeat. Feeling threatened by the failure of the previous round she found herself growing a bit authoritarian and so after having the detractors from the prior round (22 in all) frog marched back to their cell with the threat of additional charges, she instructed those who remained to run 10 laps of the jail courtyard.

After the egg debacle it did feel a little cathartic seeing the inmates sweat for her as they jogged their first few laps. By the end of the fifth lap her mind had started to change, she was a psychologist by training not a drill sergeant, was this really the approach she wanted to take. During the eighth lap when several of the less fit girls started to stop and sit down or approached her begging to be let back to their cells, she obliged rather than force them to continue. After the disaster at the start of the day she knew the warden was never going to support implementing the full program., why tether others to her sinking ship she thought. Besides, maintaining buy-in with the inmates was important for the other rehabilitation programs she ran, so best not to sour them against her, just for personal pride.

Round Three: Tug of war (12 participants remaining)

The third round was initially supposed to be a relay race, but the warden wouldn't sign off on giving convicts access to batons. Tug of war had replaced it and the remaining inmates split into two teams based on cell numbers. After about a minute of struggling a winner emerged, although from where Irina was observing it seemed like their victory was less about strength or coordination and more about two girls on the team yelling vitriol and insults at their opponents until they gave up.

The winning team comprised 6 inmates; Keira, Hannah, Nicole, Alyssa, Chloe and April. The two later of whom were the ones responsible for teaming up to effectively bully the other team into submission. Interestingly Irina had previously noted how these two inmates had a pathological hatred of each other, so while she didn't approve of their tactics, it was interesting to see the unlikeliest of social bonds develop, perhaps if this could be researched further Irina thought, then this endeavour wont have been a complete waste of time.

Round Four: Three-legged race (6 participants remaining) The last round would be the three-legged race, for which inmates would be chained at the waist with a pair of shackles cuffing a leg each together. The three teams were:

Chloe & Alyssa, who had teamed up as they were cellmates "cellmates in much the same way that her two aunts who lived together were roommates" Irina noted in her mind.

April & Hannah, who had seemingly been conspiring in whispers for several rounds now.

Keira & Nicole, both quite reticent personalities who seemed used to finding partners due to no one else being left.

Irina went to fetch the chains, leaving the inmates with a few minutes to mingle. Keira and Nicole both snuck off for an impromptu smoke break. Meanwhile Alyssa walked across the yard and furtively fiddled with some drainpipe while Chloe occupied the guards full attention with her "warmup stretches". Irina came back with a box full of shackles and also informed the girls that Keira & Nicole, not enthused by the prospect of being chained to a sweaty stranger (anymore than they usually were as prisoners) had slunk back to their cells, so this final round would be a straight head to head.

Chloe and Alyssa were first up. Each was fitted with a waist chain and had her outermost wrist cuffed. The only thing that differed from the standard procedure both girls had been through plenty of times while being transported was that their innermost arm was left free to go around their teammates shoulder, and a single pair of leg shackles shared between them kept the couple firmly locked to one another.

The next pair to be fitted with their unique set of restraints were April and Hannah, as April was escorted over to the changing area she whispered something in Chloe's ear.

"Don't think I've forgotten the shit between us. Only reason I worked with you last round is because now I've got you exactly where I want you bitch".

April grinned and bared her teeth as Chloe before eventually a guard grabbed her by the arm and dragged her over to the changing room.

Chloe and Alyssa, bound together like conjoined twins, waited quietly. Irina had been called over to the changing rooms as something seemed to be taking longer than usual, so the two girlfriends enjoyed the extra few minutes of being together, arms around each others shoulders, bodies pressed together, the kind of physical intimacy the two were more than familiar with but in any other other context would surely get them a write up for doing so in the broad daylight of the jail yard.Time passed in each others warm (and slightly sweaty presence) before eventually Irina came back.

"Congratulations girls” proclaimed Irina. "Looks like you two are the last participants left, everyone else has either given up or been disqualified so by default that leaves you two as Champions"

The newly crowned champions both seemed a bit confused. Irina continued, "When putting April's leg shackles on an officer found a makeshift shiv in her right sock. Seems she stole one of the spoons from round one, then during round two scraped the handle along the side of the jail wall to sharpen it to a point. Improvised and quite rudimentary but you girls are lucky, could still have done some damage and i'm fairly certain that was her intention".

Chloe opened her mouth to speak prompting Alyssa to try and yank at her chains and free her arm.

"Oh you don't need to worry about us Dr. During the egg related chaos earlier I found the box with the batons for the cancelled relay race. So I hid one in case of emergency and Alyssa retrieved it for me earlier. As soon as April pulled her homemade spork on me I was going to whip out the baton and clobber her with it in self defence. Almost a pity she got caught, would have loved the chance to knock her teeth out, the stupid blonde cun..."

Alyssa, who'd been frantically wrangling with her restraints, finally managed to get her arm free and clapped her hand over Chloe's mouth, cutting expletive confession just short. With her other hand she reached into the waistband of Chloe's scrubs (another action she was quite familiar with but would normally get a write up for doing outside their cell) and pulled out the metal baton before handing it over to Irina.

"Here's your shit back" stated Alyssa "Hopefully we can call it square, if anything had of happened it was self defence after all". Both girls then smiled in a way that to Irina's clinically trained mind seemed outwardly pleading, yet inwardly triumphalist, like they already knew she was going to let them slide on this.

"Whatever" Irina conceded, "I've got enough to deal without the warden hearing about inmates stealing jail property to bash each other's teeth in with". She hesitated. "Besides, I feel a bit bad. You two won but unfortunately I can't offer you any prize. I've explored the options and we can't permit inmates to be given medals because depending on how their mood swings, the ribbon could be used to hang themselves, or the medal to hit someone with. We don't have the legal jurisdiction to give you time off your sentence or any other preferential treatment at the facility. Plus there's nothing in our budget for handing out cash prizes to convicts."

"We've got an idea" the two shackled lovers sputtered out in unison. "Yeah" began Chloe. "Since you owe us a favour, how about.... well... could you leave us cuffed together for a bit longer, just a few hours in our cell"

Irina rolled her eyes "I don't recall owing you a favour, besides I already did you one just now by letting slide your confession"

Alyssa interjected "Doesn't count. You already forgave us for that before you mentioned the lack of a prize. Please just let us keep them on for an hour." She paused. "You're a researcher after all. Inmates who actually like restraints, you could write a paper on that, would mean your day hasn't been a complete waste".

After continued lobbying Irina relented. The day had ended with 23 inmates being sent to ad-seg, the warden ordering a lockdown of the unit until the end of the day and her with literal egg on her face at the failure of her latest initiative. However maybe what Alyssa had said was right, maybe there was academic fruit in researching the strange pleasure those two had got from being chained together. What could the root of it be? Was it an attempt to undermine the power of that which physically restrained them by purporting to like it? Was it a form of sensory Stockholm syndrome induced by their oppressive environment? Were they trying to subvert or reclaim the objects that denoted their social identity as inmates?

"No" she thought, reminiscing of the 10 pairs she herself owned in a cupboard in her bedroom. The appeal was really quite simple. In fact she almost envied them, getting to sit out the rest of the day in lockdown with their cuffs on. Irina smiled to herself. It had been a terrible day at work but she knew with clarity the perfect way to destress when she got home.

f you have any questions or feedback please let me know, all comments are extremely appreciated!

If you enjoy prison uniforms or handcuff/arrest scenarios. Join the discord for more content... Hope to see you there !!!
discord.gg/hGawne6tRb