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Chapter 6 - Scuzzy Gets Benched
Early the next morning, before the other prisoners were to be awakened and fed, Scuzzy was taken down from where he was suspended and carried out of the barn – still hogtied - in a wheelbarrow. He was taken to the side of the barn where there was a garden hose connected to an outside faucet. There the worse of the filth was washed off of him with cold water by his gleeful guards. At least, the filth on the outside of his body was washed off; that which came from within him was a different matter. He spewed a lot of that as well in form of the vilest profanity he could think of, but that came from an apparently inexhaustible supply of filth that could not be cleaned away.
As Scuzzy remained defiant and uncooperative, he was left hogtied in his wheelbarrow as he was carried back to the barn. At the same time, the other five prisoners were taken out of their cells to face the new morning – all wondering what horrible indignities would be inflicted on them after seeing a wet, bedraggled, very angry, and now thoroughly gagged Scuzzy being carted in.
Vincent came into the barn and the prisoners were compelled to stand at attention and face him.
“If you cooperate with us and do not try to resist as your leader here has, we will all be treated decently,” Vincent told them. “There is a shower stall set up in the barn; normally it is used for horses but is good enough for people too. The water isn’t very hot, but it will clean you off and you will be provided with soap and towels and a clean set of clothing afterward, and then breakfast. Your cuffs will be removed but your hobbles stay on. You will shower in two groups. Do as you are told and you will get a decent hot breakfast. If ANY of you give any trouble, it’s a small bowl of cold cereal for all of you.”
Even cold cereal sounded good at that point to all of the hungry prisoners, but under the circumstances all decided that a hot breakfast was even better. None of the other five prisoners gave their guards any trouble whatsoever; letting themselves be handcuffed again when they had finished their cold showers and put on a clean set of work clothes and boots. Scuzzy refused to comply with even a simple request to cease swearing, and so was given no clean clothes to wear at all. He remained clad in the same set of sodden underwear he had spent the night in – although at least it was reasonably clean again after his soaking.
The prisoners were taken to a picnic table outside the barn, where their guards fed them a breakfast of bacon, eggs, waffles with syrup, and orange juice. This was far better than they were expecting and in sharp contrast to what the uncooperative Scuzzy was given – which was nothing.
Beginning to realize for the first time that perhaps their punishment would not be as horrible as they first feared, Scuzzy’s former friends ate their breakfast in silence but with a reasonably healthy appetite. None of them spared even so much as a glance at the gagged and fuming Scuzzy as he lay inside his wheelbarrow and watched them ate their breakfasts. Despite going hungry, Scuzzy’s defiance remained absolute.
After their breakfast, the five other prisoners were assembled in to a loose chain gang and told what their first chore as farm workers would be. The garden needed to be plowed and gotten ready for planting. This would be perhaps the most labor intensive chore they would have to do for their entire stay here. Those who completed their assigned tasks without complaint or malingering would find many restrictions taken off of them and some privileges given back to them. Those who didn’t do what they were told in a timely manner would not be punished; they simply would not be given the same freedoms and privileges as the others. Those who, like Scuzzy, proved uncooperative would be disciplined as Vincent saw fit.
If anyone considered rebellion, one look at Scuzzy drove such thoughts right out of their heads! None of Scuzzy’s cronies wished to follow their former leader anymore!
The other five prisoners had their hands cuffed in front of them with old style manacles that restricted their movements less than standard police handcuffs would, and shown how to begin the difficult process of plowing the soil for the garden. It was hot, wearying, backbreaking work, but they were allowed to take their time at first to become more accustomed to such labor, and their guards did not rush or harass them in any way as long as they were deemed to be honestly doing their best with unfamiliar tasks.
It was at first considered to make the prisoners plow the old fashioned way – using them as yoked oxen. But it was decided that this was too cruel and unproductive. Modern rotor-tillers were brought in instead and those unfamiliar with them were instructed in their use and given time to practice. All were carefully watched – more to make sure they did not accidentally injure themselves than for any other reason. And even the use of modern rotor-tillers was far harder work than any of the prisoners had ever been accustomed to doing before.
There were six rotor-tillers, but only five of them were used. The sixth was for Scuzzy, and he adamantly refused to do any work whatsoever. Vincent had originally planned to punish all six prisoners alike when any refused to cooperate (to encourage the cooperative to persuade the uncooperative in their own way). However, the difference between Scuzzy and the other five was so great even from the start that Vincent at once abandoned this idea. Instead, the other five would be encouraged to keep working when they saw the difference between their treatment and his.
So when Scuzzy refused one last chance to work and avoid punishment, he was placed in the most restrictive hogtie possible without injuring him. Then he was compelled to kneel on the grass-covered ground at the edge of the garden and bend forward until his head touched the ground while still on his knees. One of his guards then sat on his upper back as if Scuzzy was nothing more than a large and unusually comfortable rock. Grumbles through Scuzzy’s gag were taken as an invitation for a second guard to sit beside the first!
After that, he had no more breath or strength for grumbling.
Every guard took his turn using Scuzzy as a chair, with brief ‘mercy’ breaks for Scuzzy after each turn to ensure no great harm was being done to any part of him other than his pride or dignity. It was a very long and uncomfortable day for Scuzzy, even though his guards did not otherwise torment him in anyway (other than the inevitable verbal taunts). Every half hour he was re-offered a choice between continued service as a soft chair or as a regular farm laborer, but he persistently refused to work – and so a chair he remained for the entire morning essentially by his own choice.
At noon, the prisoners were given a decent lunch and allowed a two-hour rest break in the shade; all but Scuzzy, who was left hog-tied to kneel in the hot sun. He was given water to drink and was sprayed with water from a hose to cool him off, but he was offered no other refreshment. Even so, his defiance remained rock solid.
In the afternoon Vincent decided the five cooperative prisoners deserved a bit of a break and assigned them easier chores for the afternoon. And so Conrad was assigned to mow the lawn, Bennett to paint the barn, Hal to paint the farmhouse, and Mummy to clean the barn and various utility sheds. None complained, for these were far easier tasks than plowing the garden and gave them continued reason to hope that cooperation would be a far better path than the path Scuzzy was choosing for himself.
As for Scuzzy, he was tied lying down on his back to a bench. Various guards then took their ease sitting on the bench and its prone occupant – usually three or four at a time. When they got tired of this diversion, the other five prisoners were then told they could take 15 minute rest breaks once each hour - but any prisoner who wanted to rest (or have anything to drink) had to sit on the bench. At first the others refused this privilege for fear of eventual reprisals. But as they got hotter, more tired, and more thirsty, their reluctance dropped away steadily. It collapsed entirely when they were told they could rest all they wanted – as long as it was on the bench! Rest anywhere else and it was back to work!
Finally seeing a chance to take it easy the rest of the afternoon with permission from their captors, the five prisoners soon kept Scuzzy well covered from chest to ankles. His feeble gagged protests were completely ignored (if they were heard at all). Conrad, who was on Scuzzy’s chest, finally got the gumption to slap Scuzzy’s face and tell him to shut up. “We’ve been working hard all day while you’ve been resting. Now we’re getting a rest. It’s your fault we’re all in this predicament anyway, so f*cking shut up!!!”
For the first time, Scuzzy’s defiance began to falter; his friends had abandoned him!
Seeing an opportunity to further humiliate Scuzzy, five of the guards made a plan together and met with the five prisoners as they were ending work for the day and about to be escorted back to the barn. “If you want to have dessert tonight after dinner, we’ll make you a deal. Carry Scuzzy back to the barn yourselves and tie him to the center post nice and securely. Then each of you slap him in the face just as hard as you can. Do this, and you can have our desserts tonight. Strawberry shortcake.”
B y the time Vincent found about this, he was too late to stop it. Scuzzy had a very sore face, and five prisoners were polishing off their desserts.
But though Scuzzy was not really hurt on the outside, inside he was a broken young man.
Being slapped by his own former friends in full view of his enemies was more than he could stand.
For the first time since he was five years old, Scuzzy began to weep.
His spirit was – well, not broken yet perhaps, but it was very badly cracked.
--To Be Continued --
Chapter 6 - Scuzzy Gets Benched
Early the next morning, before the other prisoners were to be awakened and fed, Scuzzy was taken down from where he was suspended and carried out of the barn – still hogtied - in a wheelbarrow. He was taken to the side of the barn where there was a garden hose connected to an outside faucet. There the worse of the filth was washed off of him with cold water by his gleeful guards. At least, the filth on the outside of his body was washed off; that which came from within him was a different matter. He spewed a lot of that as well in form of the vilest profanity he could think of, but that came from an apparently inexhaustible supply of filth that could not be cleaned away.
As Scuzzy remained defiant and uncooperative, he was left hogtied in his wheelbarrow as he was carried back to the barn. At the same time, the other five prisoners were taken out of their cells to face the new morning – all wondering what horrible indignities would be inflicted on them after seeing a wet, bedraggled, very angry, and now thoroughly gagged Scuzzy being carted in.
Vincent came into the barn and the prisoners were compelled to stand at attention and face him.
“If you cooperate with us and do not try to resist as your leader here has, we will all be treated decently,” Vincent told them. “There is a shower stall set up in the barn; normally it is used for horses but is good enough for people too. The water isn’t very hot, but it will clean you off and you will be provided with soap and towels and a clean set of clothing afterward, and then breakfast. Your cuffs will be removed but your hobbles stay on. You will shower in two groups. Do as you are told and you will get a decent hot breakfast. If ANY of you give any trouble, it’s a small bowl of cold cereal for all of you.”
Even cold cereal sounded good at that point to all of the hungry prisoners, but under the circumstances all decided that a hot breakfast was even better. None of the other five prisoners gave their guards any trouble whatsoever; letting themselves be handcuffed again when they had finished their cold showers and put on a clean set of work clothes and boots. Scuzzy refused to comply with even a simple request to cease swearing, and so was given no clean clothes to wear at all. He remained clad in the same set of sodden underwear he had spent the night in – although at least it was reasonably clean again after his soaking.
The prisoners were taken to a picnic table outside the barn, where their guards fed them a breakfast of bacon, eggs, waffles with syrup, and orange juice. This was far better than they were expecting and in sharp contrast to what the uncooperative Scuzzy was given – which was nothing.
Beginning to realize for the first time that perhaps their punishment would not be as horrible as they first feared, Scuzzy’s former friends ate their breakfast in silence but with a reasonably healthy appetite. None of them spared even so much as a glance at the gagged and fuming Scuzzy as he lay inside his wheelbarrow and watched them ate their breakfasts. Despite going hungry, Scuzzy’s defiance remained absolute.
After their breakfast, the five other prisoners were assembled in to a loose chain gang and told what their first chore as farm workers would be. The garden needed to be plowed and gotten ready for planting. This would be perhaps the most labor intensive chore they would have to do for their entire stay here. Those who completed their assigned tasks without complaint or malingering would find many restrictions taken off of them and some privileges given back to them. Those who didn’t do what they were told in a timely manner would not be punished; they simply would not be given the same freedoms and privileges as the others. Those who, like Scuzzy, proved uncooperative would be disciplined as Vincent saw fit.
If anyone considered rebellion, one look at Scuzzy drove such thoughts right out of their heads! None of Scuzzy’s cronies wished to follow their former leader anymore!
The other five prisoners had their hands cuffed in front of them with old style manacles that restricted their movements less than standard police handcuffs would, and shown how to begin the difficult process of plowing the soil for the garden. It was hot, wearying, backbreaking work, but they were allowed to take their time at first to become more accustomed to such labor, and their guards did not rush or harass them in any way as long as they were deemed to be honestly doing their best with unfamiliar tasks.
It was at first considered to make the prisoners plow the old fashioned way – using them as yoked oxen. But it was decided that this was too cruel and unproductive. Modern rotor-tillers were brought in instead and those unfamiliar with them were instructed in their use and given time to practice. All were carefully watched – more to make sure they did not accidentally injure themselves than for any other reason. And even the use of modern rotor-tillers was far harder work than any of the prisoners had ever been accustomed to doing before.
There were six rotor-tillers, but only five of them were used. The sixth was for Scuzzy, and he adamantly refused to do any work whatsoever. Vincent had originally planned to punish all six prisoners alike when any refused to cooperate (to encourage the cooperative to persuade the uncooperative in their own way). However, the difference between Scuzzy and the other five was so great even from the start that Vincent at once abandoned this idea. Instead, the other five would be encouraged to keep working when they saw the difference between their treatment and his.
So when Scuzzy refused one last chance to work and avoid punishment, he was placed in the most restrictive hogtie possible without injuring him. Then he was compelled to kneel on the grass-covered ground at the edge of the garden and bend forward until his head touched the ground while still on his knees. One of his guards then sat on his upper back as if Scuzzy was nothing more than a large and unusually comfortable rock. Grumbles through Scuzzy’s gag were taken as an invitation for a second guard to sit beside the first!
After that, he had no more breath or strength for grumbling.
Every guard took his turn using Scuzzy as a chair, with brief ‘mercy’ breaks for Scuzzy after each turn to ensure no great harm was being done to any part of him other than his pride or dignity. It was a very long and uncomfortable day for Scuzzy, even though his guards did not otherwise torment him in anyway (other than the inevitable verbal taunts). Every half hour he was re-offered a choice between continued service as a soft chair or as a regular farm laborer, but he persistently refused to work – and so a chair he remained for the entire morning essentially by his own choice.
At noon, the prisoners were given a decent lunch and allowed a two-hour rest break in the shade; all but Scuzzy, who was left hog-tied to kneel in the hot sun. He was given water to drink and was sprayed with water from a hose to cool him off, but he was offered no other refreshment. Even so, his defiance remained rock solid.
In the afternoon Vincent decided the five cooperative prisoners deserved a bit of a break and assigned them easier chores for the afternoon. And so Conrad was assigned to mow the lawn, Bennett to paint the barn, Hal to paint the farmhouse, and Mummy to clean the barn and various utility sheds. None complained, for these were far easier tasks than plowing the garden and gave them continued reason to hope that cooperation would be a far better path than the path Scuzzy was choosing for himself.
As for Scuzzy, he was tied lying down on his back to a bench. Various guards then took their ease sitting on the bench and its prone occupant – usually three or four at a time. When they got tired of this diversion, the other five prisoners were then told they could take 15 minute rest breaks once each hour - but any prisoner who wanted to rest (or have anything to drink) had to sit on the bench. At first the others refused this privilege for fear of eventual reprisals. But as they got hotter, more tired, and more thirsty, their reluctance dropped away steadily. It collapsed entirely when they were told they could rest all they wanted – as long as it was on the bench! Rest anywhere else and it was back to work!
Finally seeing a chance to take it easy the rest of the afternoon with permission from their captors, the five prisoners soon kept Scuzzy well covered from chest to ankles. His feeble gagged protests were completely ignored (if they were heard at all). Conrad, who was on Scuzzy’s chest, finally got the gumption to slap Scuzzy’s face and tell him to shut up. “We’ve been working hard all day while you’ve been resting. Now we’re getting a rest. It’s your fault we’re all in this predicament anyway, so f*cking shut up!!!”
For the first time, Scuzzy’s defiance began to falter; his friends had abandoned him!
Seeing an opportunity to further humiliate Scuzzy, five of the guards made a plan together and met with the five prisoners as they were ending work for the day and about to be escorted back to the barn. “If you want to have dessert tonight after dinner, we’ll make you a deal. Carry Scuzzy back to the barn yourselves and tie him to the center post nice and securely. Then each of you slap him in the face just as hard as you can. Do this, and you can have our desserts tonight. Strawberry shortcake.”
B y the time Vincent found about this, he was too late to stop it. Scuzzy had a very sore face, and five prisoners were polishing off their desserts.
But though Scuzzy was not really hurt on the outside, inside he was a broken young man.
Being slapped by his own former friends in full view of his enemies was more than he could stand.
For the first time since he was five years old, Scuzzy began to weep.
His spirit was – well, not broken yet perhaps, but it was very badly cracked.
--To Be Continued --