Arrive and begin the processing.

Eventually you arrive at the federal penitentary. The prison bus passes through the tall wire mesh gates flanked by watch towers and up a short drive to the imposing main building. It is dark now, so you and the others see no other prisoners around, presumably they are all locked up securely for the night. The bus detours around the main prison block to a side entrance and comes to a halt.

"Well ladies. Welcome to your new home." Officer Lopez says sarcastically addressing all of you. "Once your shackles are unlocked make you way to the front of the bus and line up in an orderly fashion outside. You will first be taken to the infirmary for processing. New prison clothing will then be issued and you will be allocated cells."

The officer moves through the bus. Your ankle shackles are unlocked from the rings in the floor, but not removed. You shuffle forward and off the bus to stand with the others. A couple of extra guards are on hand to escort you. You are a little surprised to see that these new guards are male. It had been your hope that the prison was staffed entirely by women guards. Lopez had been impressive and well built, but standing near these big men in your shackles makes you feel small and ****, despite you being the tallest and most well built of this small selection of convicts.

"Left turn and enter the doorway." You are ordered once you are all outside.

You shuffle off once more and are guided through a short corridor to the prison infirmary. For a prison facility of this size this consists of several rooms. You are instructed to enter one room and you all troop in and once more are lined up for inspection. A large desk is set up on one side of the room behind which is seated two doctors, one male and one female. They are reading what appears to be your case files and barely glance at you. Finally Lopez passes down the line and removes your restraints completely. You and the others stand there quietly rubbing wrists and waiting for whatever comes next.

"Have them strip please Officer Lopez." The male doctor asks your escort casually.

As well as the doctor there are two male guards still in the room standing by the door and staring intently at you new arrivals. You look at them nervously and catch them grinning as they watch you and the others.

"Okay ladies, you heard the doctor. Off with those clothes." Lopez commands. "Then step forward and stand in the marks indicated on the floor."

You look down. Roughly in front of each prisoner is a pair of footprints painted on the floor. The marks are about two and a half feet apart. You glance left and right along the line. Toni Mauro is already stripping her baggy orange clothing off without a care, Julia and Tamara follow her lead more reluctantly. You do as you are told slowly and nervously, feeling a tremor of fear in your hands and legs as you do so.

"Ask the men to leave the room." Rihanna suddenly requests. "It is not right for men to look upon us. The holy koran says....."

One of the male guards is in front of the Pakistani prisoner before she can even finish her objection. Over six foot tall and shaven headed he towers over the petite asian convict. He glares down at her, his large presence silences her at once.

"I do not give a flying fuck what it has to say Khan." He bellows unnecessarily at Rihanna, scant inches in front of him. "The new revised regulations for federal penal administration is the only holy book your life is lived by now. It states that prisoners will obey all instructions from prison staff and that failure to comply will be punished. You will either strip or be stripped forcibly, is that clear?"

Rihanna does not answer, but hestitantly begins to remove her clothing. Soon all five of you are naked with you feet planted in the footprints. You and the others stand there shivering with one hand covering your pussies and and an arm across your breasts. All of you except for Toni that is, she stands with her hands on her hips without a sign of embaressment and grinning to herself.