By NisTaeN

Note from Metal: This is a copyrighted story by NisTaeN, who is pictured above and below. The author has granted permission for this story to appear on the Metalbond site starting today. It is also available on the author’s FetLife page in both French and German. This is the English language version.

Introduction

Vincent is a young man with prison fantasies like many others. He is gay and lives it very well. He regularly visits dating sites, mainly because he’s bored. It passes the time and allows him to meet interesting people. Of course, sometimes the encounters end up in bed, but that’s not really what he’s looking for.

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One day, he was contacted by someone in his fifties. He was neither handsome nor ugly, but as Vincent had nothing to do, he answered and the conversation began. At first, it’s a fairly boring conversation. At the same time, Vincent is watching videos on the internet and answers from time to time to get the conversation going again. The man asks him what he does for a living. Vincent doesn’t really like answering and simply says that he’s an IT student, but that doesn’t work out too well. Then he asks him what he does for a living. His answer: “I run a high-security prison.” This immediately excited Vincent and gave him ideas. He doesn’t know what to say, but he’d love to see a real prison and even more… He just replies that it’s very interesting for a lot of people and even fascinating. The conversation goes on for hours. Little by little, it becomes clearer that if possible, Vincent would like to visit the prison. The man doesn’t give a straight answer and Vincent wants to know whether it’s possible or not.

At one point, Vincent asks him what his first name is. The man openly tells him that he can call him Pierre, but it’s not his official first name. He explains that if he visits the prison, it must not be known that they know each other. Vincent is doubly intrigued by this answer: it will be possible to visit the prison and it seems dangerous and inaccessible, which is even more exciting. The conversation continues on the subject of prisons and Vincent is now totally captive to the conversation. Pierre [we’ll call him that] answers less and less quickly, which annoys Vincent, who wants answers. One night goes by and there are no more answers.

Vincent tries to restart the conversation the next day, without success. This frustration is particularly annoying for Vincent because he’s usually the one who leads the conversations and takes the liberty of ignoring certain people who aren’t really interested. Another day goes by and there’s no reply to his messages… What a pity, he thinks to himself.

The next morning, he woke up to a message from Pierre on his phone. He opens it excitedly. It’s all photos, photos of corridors, cells and other rooms in a prison that Vincent can’t identify exactly because he knows nothing about this world. He immediately replies, “What do you mean by these photos?” There was no reply all day. He wrote a longer message when he was on the bus, but to no avail.

The answer came again during the night, and Vincent didn’t discover the message until the following morning. The message is quite long and dense, but Vincent only retains the essential information: Pierre is asking him out for a drink next Saturday at 2pm. Vincent is surprised and excited for no apparent reason. Before answering, he looks to see where the café is. It’s a café on a large square in the city with a lot of foot traffic: no risk. Vincent accepts immediately.

Two days later, on Saturday, he arrives at the café ten minutes early, as usual. He is surprised to see Pierre on the terrace, whom he recognises immediately. But Pierre is not alone at the table. Vincent approaches and says hello to the two men and sits down. Pierre and Vincent get to know each other, then Pierre introduces his colleague Alexandre.

Alexandre barely speaks. However, Vincent can make out a foreign accent, probably Slavic or Russian. Alexandre looks to be in his mid-thirties, maybe a bit older, and has a very handsome face and body. He’s probably a regular sportsman. Curious and attracted, Vincent asks him what he does for a living. Alexandre replied that he was part of the security team and that he worked under Pierre.

Pierre speaks quite slowly and is reassuring. The conversation turns to a possible visit to the prison. It really doesn’t seem easy, but Pierre explains that he has already done it for young people like himself. Yes, Vincent isn’t the only one with a fascination and fantasies about incarceration and losing control. These words make Vincent uncomfortable. He looks around to make sure no one can hear him.

Pierre explains that the first option is quite simple. This involves making an appointment to visit the visiting room. This is done online, and you need to give the surname, first name and exact date of birth of the prisoner you wish to visit. As this is a high-security prison, the list of prisoners is not made public and only family and friends have this information. Prisoners usually receive relatively few visits, as they change centres every 4 or 6 weeks or so. Pierre explains that as they are dangerous people, this procedure does not allow them to build up a network within the prison.  For Vincent, Pierre proposes to give him the information for a prisoner and for him to make the request online himself. Pierre explains: “You’ll be able to enter the prison, be searched once like at an airport and then a second time with an authorised officer who will take your personal belongings for the duration of the visit. However, you won’t really be able to see the inside of the prison, the cells, the psychiatric isolation ward etc.”

So, as soon as he had finished this first explanation, Pierre indicated that there was another, more complex possibility. Without giving any information, he asked Vincent if he would be interested. Vincent, without hesitation, says yes, of course, because he doesn’t want to close any doors right away. Pierre talks more quickly and in detail about the prison surveillance system, without Vincent fully understanding the purpose of all these technical explanations. Vincent retains only the essential points:

• It is a high-security prison with high-crime inmates serving long prison sentences.
• The authorities fear an escape by any means. Numerous preventive and detection measures are being taken to avoid this.
• As already mentioned, prisoners change establishments frequently.
• They are identified throughout their sentence by a microchip implanted when they are first incarcerated after being sentenced.
• For added security, there are two microchips, one in the back of the neck and one on the right ankle.
• The chip is implanted for life, but does not affect the prisoner in any way.
• The chips are encrypted. Only high-security penitentiaries have the equipment to read the chips.
• The chips are also used to track and record prisoners’ movements.
• There are a number of sensors in the prison, which record who passes through (who is where and when). This makes it possible to track all interactions between prisoners.
• Pierre, a little amused, points out that with the data, we could even detect a change in the group’s behaviour, such as the preparation of an escape.
• There are many airlocks in the prison, particularly for entering and leaving the detention blocks, the cells, the courtyard, the sports hall, the doctor’s surgery, insulation, etc.
• To open the second airlock door, there must be only one chip inside (neck and ankle) and the movement must have been authorised.
• The prisoners are used to this and know at a minute’s notice where they can go.
• Most of the time, they are in their individual cells, isolated from the world.
• There is a complex reward system that allows some prisoners to have activities and work.
• The guards wear a bracelet with a chip inside. It’s a simple black plastic bracelet that can be cut with scissors,
• Normally, guards keep their bracelets on even in their private lives: here Alexandre is showing his. It’s very discreet indeed and doesn’t look “high security”,
• The chip is only active when the wristband is closed.
• The wristband is automatically recognised at each lock. The guard must also place his thumb on a digital recognition sensor. This opens the second door in the airlock.
• The guards are all experienced and only get the job after extensive physical and psychological tests.
• As with the prisoners, the guards’ movements are tracked and recorded.
• Pierre insists that these are the most dangerous prisoners, with major networks of influence.

Pierre talks for a long time and gives a lot of technical details that Vincent doesn’t quite understand. Above all, Vincent doesn’t understand why Pierre is explaining all this. So Alexandre, who has hardly said anything, asks Vincent: “In your opinion, how could we get you in there? Vincent says he doesn’t know. Neither Pierre nor Alexandre replied. There was silence for 5 seconds. Then Vincent says in a rush: I’d have to go in with one of you. Pierre and Alexandre looked at each other and didn’t answer immediately. Then Pierre said that the idea was a good one, but that it wasn’t possible. He gives an even more detailed explanation of how the airlocks work. In fact, it’s a narrow passage (for one person only), closed by two automatic doors and equipped with various presence sensors. Then Alexandre speaks again in a very perverse tone: “So, how could we put you in there? These words frighten Vincent but also excite him terribly. Vincent looks at Alexandre’s handsome face and thinks. After 10 seconds, he says he doesn’t know. Pierre then says that getting in isn’t the hardest part, but that the problem is getting out. Another long silence. Vincent thinks he’s a bit stupid because he doesn’t know what to say. Pierre finally says… “So no idea? Do you want us to surprise you?” Vincent felt very silly. Pierre, as if trying to divert attention, suddenly asked if he wanted to order something else. In fact, Vincent had already finished his drink several minutes earlier. Vincent asks for a cappuccino and Pierre places another order. The rest of the conversation revolves around Vincent describing his background, his life and the people he has met. Pierre and Alexandre seem quite interested, even if nothing is really spectacular.

Vincent gets up to go to the toilet. In the toilet, he takes his time to think. He doesn’t know what to do or say about the prison visit. As he takes a leak, he says to himself that he has nothing to lose, that he should ask Pierre for more information. Suddenly he wondered why Pierre would do this for him, what would be in his interest. He was deep in thought when he opened the toilet door. What a surprise! Alexandre was right in front of him, blocking his way, and he pushed him so hard that he fell to the ground in the little cubicle. Alexandre pounced on him like a hunting animal, crushing him to the ground with his whole body. That’s when he whispered in his ear: “You’d better come along, son, I’ll take good care of you“. Then he got up and left without saying anything more. Vincent stayed on the ground for a few moments, then got up. Alexander’s voice with its Slavic accent echoed in his head. He hadn’t expected that. But on the other hand, he likes it, especially the natural desire to dominate that Alexander seems to have. A little stunned, Vincent slowly makes his way back to the table, where Alexander is already there, acting as if nothing had happened.

Quite directly, Vincent asks Pierre how he can visit the prison. In return, Pierre asks if he would prefer to visit the prison through the visiting room or from inside. Vincent doesn’t answer directly and turns the questioning around by asking: “After everything you’ve explained about security measures, it doesn’t seem possible. You must have thought about it! How do you think it should be done? Pierre then explains how it works: One of the prison blocks contains prisoners awaiting trial. In this block, the prisoners wear thick orange bracelets attached to their right ankle. They work in a similar way to the chips implanted in convicted prisoners. When he hears this, Vincent rushes in with a cheeky tone to complain ironically: “Since I was missing information earlier, obviously I couldn’t find the answer to your question.” And he adds with a smile: “You have to be complete, my dear! Pierre, unperturbed, continues his explanation: “It’s easy for us to create this type of bracelet because there is no judicial control. The parameters of the bracelet are filled in directly by the guards and validated by me.  All the prisoner has to do is put his foot in the machine, which then welds the bracelet to his ankle. We can pick you up in the armoured van one evening and register you as a new prisoner for release the next day. This will allow you to visit a good part of the prison during the night. We’ve already done this for other young people like you. However, as we have to avoid all contact with the real prisoners, you will only have to be present when the prisoners are all in their cells, i.e. between 10pm and 7am. You’ll be let in after 10pm for a release from midnight and in any case well before 7am. Alexandre will be on duty to admit and discharge you. I’ll also be present and you’ll accompany him. So, what do you think?”

Vincent looks at Alexandre and says, “I don’t know, yes in principle, but I don’t want to meet any other prisoners or guards either.” Alexandre puts his hand on Vincent’s thigh, looks him straight in the eye and says, “No, you’ll be all mine, my boy“. This deeply upsets Vincent, who asks Pierre why he would do this. Pierre replies that he finds him very cute and that he likes to see how the new prisoners behave. He doesn’t get to see that any more, because he’s only in contact with inmates who have already had a lot of prison experience. And Pierre adds: “You know, at no point are we going to force you to have sex. If you just want to see the place, no problem. If you don’t feel well, we’ll get you out as soon as possible, just after midnight.” This reassures Vincent deeply. Pierre continues: “Me and Alexandre have similar ideas, fantasies and scenarios about prison and young prisoners. In our day-to-day lives, of course, we can’t do that because we can’t afford to do that with prisoners and, in any case, the prisoners in our section don’t interest us, because they no longer have that mixture of fear and excitement that I’ve seen in your eyes since we started talking.”

Vincent understood better and asked specifically what he should do. Pierre replies: ”

• You understand that what we’re proposing is not legal. We could be heavily punished for this and neither Alexandre nor I want to take any risks. So you really must follow our instructions and remain discreet before, during and after your incarceration. Above all, don’t tell anyone. If everything goes well and you like it, we can keep in touch, but you have to remember that this game is not harmless. Do you understand?
• Yes, of course, and discretion is important to me too. Frankly, I’m never going to tell anyone that I’m going to prison voluntarily. People would think I was crazy.
• Very well, but we don’t know you yet and we need guarantees. Before meeting you, Alexandre and I agreed on conditions to guarantee our safety in any case.“

Pierre looked at Alexandre as if to say “ok”. Alexandre then took out some small sheets of paper with some jumbled annotations from his jacket. He says, we’ll arrange to meet here next Wednesday at exactly 8.30pm. Alexandre points to a map of the city with a red dot. This is a swimming pool car park that Vincent knows. Alexandre points out the exact spot to the left of the building, close to the forest next door.

Alexandre: “You’ve got it right, 8.30pm on Wednesday, right here.

Vincent then took out his smartphone to make a note, but Pierre stopped him and said “no, maximum discretion, you’re not putting anything in your phone“. Vincent understood. Pierre adds, “What’s more, you need to delete all our conversations from yesterday… Do it now“. Vincent agrees and opens the application on his phone. Alexandre gets up and stands behind him to make sure the messages are deleted. Vincent deletes the messages one by one, which takes time. He doesn’t dare speak. There is a very heavy silence. When the last message is finally deleted, Alexandre sits back down and looks Vincent straight in the eye, which makes him uncomfortable.

Alexandre then indicated that you would have to come without a mobile phone, any other device or any electronic chip: no bank card, loyalty card, travel card, etc. Nothing, not even your identity card, which also includes an electronic chip. Nothing, not even your identity card, which also includes a microchip. Vincent says nothing but shows his incomprehension. Pierre then explains objectively that there are sensors all over the prison and they record absolutely everything. So you have to bring absolutely nothing that can be captured. Vincent has to buy a paper bus ticket. Vincent understands that this is quite serious. Alexandre asks him to repeat the instructions.

• Vincent: “I’m coming here this Wednesday at exactly 8.30 p.m. [Points to the red dot on the map]. I’m coming without any electronic objects or objects containing smart cards. I don’t talk to anyone about this event either before or after.
• Pierre: Very well, and don’t forget, in prison, you’re a prisoner and will be treated as such, no more, no less. Do you have any more questions?“

Vincent thought about it for a few seconds and said no. To end the discussion, Pierre says: “Good, now leave, you’re invited.” Rather mechanically, Vincent gets up and leaves the table. Alexandre watches him, following him insistently with his eyes. Even as he walks across the square, Vincent can feel Alexandre’s gaze on his back.

On the way home, Vincent is full of questions. Everything is spinning around in his head. He thinks about what has been said. He imagines Alexandre in other situations and begins to fantasise. It really turns him on. Vincent goes home and, as usual, he opens his computer and looks at the new people on dating websites. This bores him. He wants to talk to someone. He contacts a young man, like himself, whom he meets regularly because they live not too far from each other. He wrote back and soon invited him to his place for a “fun time”. Vincent refused without hesitation, because “fun” bored him. He also receives explicitly sexual messages and photos. He looks at them, of course, but doesn’t even reply. Still on the internet, he starts looking for pornographic videos on the theme of prisons. There were plenty to choose from. Vincent clicks randomly and sees the first video, which very quickly becomes just a porno in a prison setting. He knows it’s a fake. He wonders what will happen with Alexandre. “They have fantasies about scenarios” he says to himself in his head. He can’t imagine Alexandre fucking him like in those porn films. Vincent has so many ideas that he stops the films, closes his computer and spends several minutes in his chair thinking: “What could they possibly have in mind? I should have asked for more details. Shit! I forgot to ask exactly where the prison is. It doesn’t really matter, because the prison can’t be far away.”

Vincent reopens his computer and searches for prisons in the area. There are five fairly close by. The others are really far away. He looks at the few pictures that can be found on the internet. Vincent wants to compare them with the photos Pierre sent him. When he opens the application, he remembers that he has deleted all the messages. He looks for Pierre’s profile, but can’t find it. Vincent thinks that Pierre must have deleted it. He’s scared. He closes his computer and thinks: “On the other hand, what could happen to me? They’re not going to rape me. Pierre’s confirmed that, and in any case, they don’t seem interested. Alexandre could be quite violent and want to physically control me. That’s possible. But that’s also part of our fantasy. I don’t know about that. I really enjoyed it when he threw himself at me. [Vincent gets all excited.] Besides, it can’t be that bad. At worst, I’ll stay for 2 hours. They won’t hold me by force because they don’t want any trouble. Yes, it will probably be a tour of the prison and Alexandre will probably want to touch me and more. He must have some clear scenarios in his head. Pierre’s favourite thing is probably watching. I don’t think he’s doing much. That’s good, because I don’t really like him physically.”

Suddenly, Vincent reopens his computer to reassure himself. He looks at the distance between the prisons and the meeting point. He noticed that one prison was really closer than the others, and looked for more precise information about it. Nothing exciting at all: statistical information, procedural information and so on. Nor was there any indication that it was a high-security prison. Vincent tried to find out more about high-security prisons in general, but found little information on the subject. It seems that there are high-security sections within certain prisons, but not exactly a fully high-security prison. Vincent begins to have doubts and is now annoyed that he has no way of communicating with Pierre or Alexandre. He says to himself that Pierre must have other profiles and that he could search for him on the Internet. But apart from the age criterion, he has no other information… It’s all a waste of time.

Vincent’s questions and doubts torment him every day and night. He thinks about Alexandre and that excites him more and more. He thinks Pierre was right to invite him, because without Alexandre, the idea of visiting the prison wouldn’t be so exciting. He wonders if Alexandre has other victims like him. Indeed, after several days and nights, Vincent feels won over by Alexandre, even though he knows almost nothing about him and they’ve only seen each other for a few hours.

On the night of Monday to Tuesday, Vincent wakes up and wonders if Pierre and/or Alexandre are going to take him home after the release. He gets up and looks on the internet once again to see where the prisons are in the area. Of course, there are no bus services at night and even on Thursday morning, it will take him at least an hour to get home. “No [he says to himself], I really must ask them to take me back after I’ve been released. It’s not too much to ask.” Nevertheless, his anxiety is mounting and he is increasingly frustrated at not being able to contact Pierre or Alexandre, or to talk to anyone. Questions like these are constantly running through his head. For example, Vincent wonders why the appointment is at 8.30pm when the prisoners are locked in their cells at 10pm. What is he going to do for 1.5 hours? “Pierre and Alexandre must have a clear idea [he says to himself]. They could make me wait 1.5 hours for admission. After all, what’s 1.5 hours for prisoners who spend years inside these walls? The guards also need to change their perspective on the passage of time. Or did I hear wrong? Maybe it’s 9pm? On the other hand, what have I got to do at home… Nothing, I’m just turning over empty pages.” Vincent is a bit scared of spending time alone, waiting, not knowing what’s going to happen. He wants to know, and that’s one of the reasons he goes to the appointment.

Wednesday morning. Vincent goes to university, thinking that tonight he’s going to have a great experience. He leaves his flat excited. In the morning, he buys the paper bus tickets and takes 60 euros in cash. He got home around 6pm. When he opened the door of his building, he realised that he needed a beeper to open the door. Pierre and Alexandre were clear: nothing that could interact with the sensors in the prison. On the other hand, without a beeper, it’s not possible to open the door. Vincent goes up to his flat and asks himself lots of questions. He’s sure he won’t take the beeper with him. It’s a question of trust. We need to find a solution. It doesn’t seem sensible to hide a beeper outside, and then where? It would be possible to call the neighbours on the intercom to open the door… But if he comes home in the middle of the night, Vincent doesn’t want to wake the neighbours for that. What should he do? Vincent thought that the most likely thing would be for him to come home in the morning. And in the morning, the building is always busy, and in any case, it’s not a problem to contact a neighbour after 7am.

In the flat, Vincent methodically places his phone, his various cards and even his identity card on the table. He detaches the key fob and places it on the table. He tells himself that when he comes out he’ll be locked out. No turning back. Going out without a mobile phone is very strange for Vincent. He never does that and it makes him anxious. Vincent puts on a jogging suit, thinking it looks more like a gangster, even though he’s always been a quiet, discreet boy.

The clock is ticking. Vincent had planned to be 15 minutes early for the appointment. He leaves his house, locks the door, goes down the stairs and exits the building. He watches the door of the building close slowly. ‘Clap.’ Now, he thought, it’s too late. On the bus, he was anxious, wondering if he’d made the right decision. He doesn’t have a phone, so he looks at people. The journey seems a long one. He’s so far ahead of schedule that he gets off one station early and walks nervously to the meeting point.

Since he left the bus, he hasn’t had a clock to tell the time. But as he’s walked quite fast, he knows he’s very early. It’s probably 8.10pm. He arrived exactly at the meeting point and there was no-one there. He took the liberty of going a little further to look around. The building was certainly empty and there was no-one in the car park either. The nearest road is quite far away, but you can hear the traffic. He starts to feel anxious. The wait is very slow, especially as without a phone, he really has nothing to do. Vincent starts to walk along the features of the car park. He wonders how long he’ll have to wait. “It’s not that late. They might be late. [he says to himself]. I can wait like this for an hour or so and then leave if no one comes.”

After a long wait, a vehicle approaches. Vincent positioned himself exactly at the indicated point and didn’t move. It was a large van. “It can only be them“. Vincent stands still. The vehicle circles the car park and pulls up to within a metre of the swimming pool wall. Vincent is 50 metres behind and doesn’t move. The driver gets out. He doesn’t recognise him straight away, but when Vincent realises it’s Alexandre, his heart leaps and he has terrible anxiety. Alexandre beckoned him over. Without taking his eyes off Vincent, he starts walking backwards to get between the van and the wall. Vincent is very worried and impressed. But Alexandre is terribly attractive. He looks even better in his officer’s uniform. Vincent approaches. He doesn’t dare wave as if to say hello. He is moving inexorably towards his destiny, driven by an imperious force.

When he finally gets very close, Alexandre says “Show me what you’ve got in your pockets“. Vincent doesn’t reply but takes out his wallet and opens it to show him that there are no more cards. Alexandre pulls out a small plastic bag and Vincent immediately realises that he has to put the wallet inside. Alexandre asks “What else?” and Vincent shyly replies “Nothing“. Alexandre asks ”

• No phone, no other objects? Are you sure?
• No, nothing [in a low voice].
• Have you informed anyone?
• No [in a low voice].
• Really no one?
• No, really no one [in a low voice].

As soon as the sentence is finished, the sliding door of the van suddenly opens and Vincent discovers a hooded man inside. It’s not Pierre, because the man is tall and looks as muscular as Alexandre. He has large gloved hands telling him to get in. Vincent has no time to think, he takes the man’s hand and climbs the high step of the van. Alexandre follows him and closes the door. The light in the van goes on. There’s a small corridor where Vincent is already, then a screen door, and just beyond that, a small empty room. On either side are small transport cells. Vincent recognises this because he has seen it before in one of the porn videos on the internet. The unknown man beckons him forward. Vincent walks into the small room. The man is right behind him. “Take your clothes off!” Alexandre commands from a distance. Vincent takes off his coat, shoes, trousers, jumper, T-shirt and socks and stands in front of the man who is looking at him. He’s scared but tries not to show it. While he is undressing, the other man opens a large black bin bag and puts Vincent’s things in it one by one. Vincent says nothing and doesn’t move, and neither does the man opposite him, but he stares at him. There is a moment’s silence, then Alexandre says again firmly, “Take your clothes off!” Vincent realises that he has to take off his underpants, which he does immediately and gives them to the man who puts them in the bin bag. The man throws the bag towards Alexandre and with his hand signals for him to turn round. Vincent turns around. The man comes up behind him and grabs both his arms upwards and slams him against the back of the van. He pushes his head so that it is also against the back of the van. He pushes his feet apart with his boots. The man is standing right behind him, but doesn’t touch him, which increases the tension even more.

Alexandre approached him, put his ear to his ear and said: “For the moment, it’s going very well, my boy. Stay like that and you’ll be fine.” Vincent is disturbed by the ambivalent situation. He’s naked in an armoured prisoner transport van, his hands in the air, his legs apart with two unknown men, and he doesn’t know what’s going to happen.

Alexander’s entire armed body is still very close, he barely brushes against it and asks, very questioningly: ”

• You wouldn’t have put anything up your arse, would you?
• No, [Vincent replies in a low voice],
• Are you sure we shouldn’t check?
• No, there’s nothing.
• Good boy… [In a suave voice]. Do you have anything you want to say to me before your imprisonment?“

Vincent was totally confused, he hadn’t expected such attention. He’s completely naked, arms and legs spread, and doesn’t dare say anything. In fact, he doesn’t know what to say. He just says: ”

• No, everything’s fine,
• Good boy, very good boy“. He said, stroking her back up and down.

Inside, Vincent was terribly excited. This posture and these words completely overwhelm him. Alexandre suddenly says something to the other man in a foreign language. Vincent doesn’t understand and is terrified. He doesn’t know these two men and is now truly helpless. He can’t turn back now. But he doesn’t have time to think, when Alexandre hands him a piece of clothing and slaps it on his stomach. “Put this on! Vincent removes his hands from the van slowly, as if afraid of doing something wrong. He takes the boxer shorts and puts them on one leg at a time. His body moves very little. His head is still towards the back of the van, so he doesn’t know where the other man is or what he’s doing. Alexandre is very close to him. So close that he touches him several times.

In the same way, Alexandre gives Vincent a T-shirt, socks, trousers, a sweatshirt and shoes to put on. Vincent puts on his new clothes mechanically. He’s scared, very scared. After putting on the shoes, Alexandre orders him to get back into position: hands up against the back of the van, head on the back of the van, legs apart. Alexandre is still close by. Vincent feels his warm presence all the time. Alexandre whispers to him once more, “My little boy, you’re going to do everything I tell you and everything will be fine for you.” Vincent shakes his head as if in agreement. Alexandre continues as if waiting for Vincent to answer, “Tell me what you’re doing here.” Vincent doesn’t know what to say and blurts out that he doesn’t know. Alexandre: “You are now under arrest and under my authority, anything you do or say could have consequences for your imprisonment.” Vincent doesn’t move or say anything. He’s not sure if this is all an act or if it’s real. Alexandre: ”

• Say it!
• Say what? [very interrogative]
• Say that you are arrested and that what you say or do will have consequences for your imprisonment.”

Vincent hesitated and said nothing for a few seconds. His hands are trembling. He just starts to ask a question when suddenly Alexandre stops him by wrapping his whole body around Vincent. He holds him very tightly… Much too tightly for it to be just for show. Vincent lets him do it, his hands still on the wall of the van, shaking violently. Alexandre repeats: “Say it!” Then Vincent says in a rush: ”

• I’m arrested, and what I do will affect my imprisonment.
• That’s good, my boy, that’s very good,” said Alexandre, slowly loosening his grip.

“Say it one more time… for me“. Vincent, surprised and affected by this show of affection, came to his senses and repeated the words much more clearly.

Alexandre turns his head to say something to the other man in the foreign language. The man seems to be coming out of the chains of a box. Vincent hears the chains approaching. He remains motionless. Alexandre places a chain around his waist and locks it behind his back. As he does so, he says quietly, “It’s for you, my boy… for us… for our safety“. Lowering his head slightly, Vincent realises that the chain includes handcuffs around his stomach. Without delay, Alexandre takes his right hand (still on the back of the van) and inserts it into the handcuff, and very quickly does the same with his left hand. Alexandre then asks him to kneel down, which Vincent does immediately. From the padlock on his back, the chain descends to his feet and includes leg-cuffs that Alexandre methodically places on Vincent’s ankles. Alexandre repeats “It’s for our own safety” and then asks Vincent to stand up. Vincent is bound hand and foot to a belly chain, he can’t do anything, he struggles to get up and faces the wall of the van.

Without a word, Alexandre turns him round so that they are now face to face. Alexandre looked him straight in the eye, which bothered Vincent. He looks down mechanically and a few steps away sees the other man, faceless, standing there watching the scene intently, ready to intervene at any moment. Alexandre then grabs Vincent’s face to force him to look him in the eyes and says ”

• You’re my prisoner now, and I’m going to teach you to love your place, your shackles, your total dependence. Say it!
• Vincent repeats with difficulty: I am your prisoner and I will be educated to stay in my place.
• Now I must take you to safety. I will take good care of you. Nothing will happen to you.”

Vincent doesn’t quite understand, but he’s excited and likes this attitude. Alexandre comes up behind him and pushes him forward into the small corridor. The other man opposite opens the door to a cell in the van. Alexandre makes Vincent sit down on the seat and then straps him all over his torso, then fixes his thighs so that they are now held apart. To finish off and immobilise him completely, straps were placed on his shins to prevent any movement. Vincent is now perfectly secured to the seat, still handcuffed.

Alexandre stood at the cell door, took Vincent’s face in his hands to look him in the eyes once more and said: “

• No bullshit, you stay there, you wait, you say nothing. Do you understand me?
• Yes,
• Say it again!
• I just stand there, don’t move, don’t say anything.
• Very good, my boy.“

Then he closes the door and Vincent can hear it double-locking. He is powerless, frightened. He hears Alexandre and the other man exchanging a few sentences in this foreign language. He’s scared but doesn’t dare do anything. He looks at his handcuffed hands and doesn’t know what to think. The small cell has no light, only a seat and no window. He waits seated for a few moments. There’s nothing left for him to do; the die has been cast. The front doors of the van (driver and passengers) slam shut. The engine starts. The van moves forward, turns (presumably in the car park) and moves forward faster and faster. After a few minutes, the van accelerates downhill so sharply that Vincent knows they are taking the motorway. So he tries to imagine which direction they’re going.

The van is still at full speed on the motorway. Vincent’s anxiety grows as time goes by. Vincent says to himself, “Now it’s really too long, we must be kilometres from the city“. Time passes, an hour or more, and Vincent thinks back to what he has just experienced. He replayed the scenes in his head. He found Alexandre’s attitude very strange, so firm and determined, but also very attentive. With time, he put things into perspective and told himself that nothing serious could happen to him. In any case, it was an extraordinary experience.

The van slows down, bends, slows down and stops very slowly. The front doors open, then the sliding door. A man climbs in. The cell door is unlocked and opens. Vincent, a little frightened, admires Alexandre who asks him “Is everything all right? Once again, Vincent is surprised by this question in this context. He says yes. Alexandre continues in a very serious tone, saying, “You must obey, it’s important. Don’t make any trouble.” Vincent nods. Alexandre continued, “From now on, you’re to say nothing and follow my orders, understand? Answer!” “Yes, understood“. From where he is, Vincent can see a little of the outside. It seems to be a car park, probably a motorway car park lit by street lamps. It is pitch black.

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