My fantasy:
Out of high school, I was accepted as an intern at the Enyo Corporation.
This was a rare honor, as they only accepted as many new interns as they had leaving the company, each June.
AN internship there virtually guaranteed my later acceptance to the University of my choice.
It was unpaid BUT
Because of the remote location in a small town, they provided free barrack-style housing and board for the male-only interns, to stay in for the duration of their internships. One could leave the 'base' on weekends, but one was pretty much a 'captive' there from 10 pm Sunday (the final curfew) until 6 pm on Friday. There were recreational activities to be had on weekends, too, and free food, if one chose to stay.
POOF!
In a cloud of smoke, a Genie appears in front of me, and intones,
"I am the Genie of Fantasy. I can not make you rich or famous, but I CAN put you into any fantasy world you wish. You can stay in the fantasy world as long as you want... you can say the words, "Teenie Genie, take me home" or if you fall asleep, you'll return to this real world, and only one minute in real time will have passed."
I eagerly told him what I wanted.
POOF!
Corporate requires the Interns to wear panties on Fridays.
They report to work in their issued white briefs, then are taken in turn to the Enforcement Office, stripped naked, and then paddled, then provided with panties to be their only mode of dress for the rest of the day.
My fantasy:
Out of high school, I was accepted as an intern at the Enyo Corporation.
This was a rare honor, as they only accepted as many new interns as they had leaving the company, each June.
AN internship there virtually guaranteed my later acceptance to the University of my choice.
It was unpaid BUT
Because of the remote location in a small town, they provided free barrack-style housing and board for the male-only interns, to stay in for the duration of their internships. One could leave the 'base' on weekends, but one was pretty much a 'captive' there from 10 pm Sunday (the final curfew) until 6 pm on Friday. There were recreational activities to be had on weekends, too, and free food, if one chose to stay.
POOF!
In a cloud of smoke, a Genie appears in front of me, and intones,
"I am the Genie of Fantasy. I can not make you rich or famous, but I CAN put you into any fantasy world you wish. You can stay in the fantasy world as long as you want... you can say the words, "Teenie Genie, take me home" or if you fall asleep, you'll return to this real world, and only one minute in real time will have passed."
I eagerly told him what I wanted.
POOF!
When scheduled for a disciplinary interview, the Interns
were required to be naked while waiting in the hallway, outside the door.
My fantasy:
Out of high school, I was accepted as an intern at the Enyo Corporation.
This was a rare honor, as they only accepted as many new interns as they had leaving the company, each June.
AN internship there virtually guaranteed my later acceptance to the University of my choice.
It was unpaid BUT
Because of the remote location in a small town, they provided free barrack-style housing and board for the male-only interns, to stay in for the duration of their internships. One could leave the 'base' on weekends, but one was pretty much a 'captive' there from 10 pm Sunday (the final curfew) until 6 pm on Friday. There were recreational activities to be had on weekends, too, and free food, if one chose to stay.
POOF!
In a cloud of smoke, a Genie appears in front of me, and intones,
"I am the Genie of Fantasy. I can not make you rich or famous, but I CAN put you into any fantasy world you wish. You can stay in the fantasy world as long as you want... you can say the words, "Teenie Genie, take me home" or if you fall asleep, you'll return to this real world, and only one minute in real time will have passed."
I eagerly told him what I wanted.
POOF!
My fantasy:
Out of high school, I was accepted as an intern at the Enyo Corporation.
This was a rare honor, as they only accepted as many new interns as they had leaving the company, each June.
AN internship there virtually guaranteed my later acceptance to the University of my choice.
It was unpaid BUT
Because of the remote location in a small town, they provided free barrack-style housing and board for the male-only interns, to stay in for the duration of their internships. One could leave the 'base' on weekends, but one was pretty much a 'captive' there from 10 pm Sunday (the final curfew) until 6 pm on Friday. There were recreational activities to be had on weekends, too, and free food, if one chose to stay.
POOF!
In a cloud of smoke, a Genie appears in front of me, and intones,
"I am the Genie of Fantasy. I can not make you rich or famous, but I CAN put you into any fantasy world you wish. You can stay in the fantasy world as long as you want... you can say the words, "Teenie Genie, take me home" or if you fall asleep, you'll return to this real world, and only one minute in real time will have passed."
I eagerly told him what I wanted.
POOF!
We were led to an open gym-like assembly room, and told to stand at attention in a row.
A woman came in, and introduced her as the Intern Manager.
"New interns: when you come from the barracks to this, the main building, you will enter through the door on the west side. No sign over the door, but it's the Interns Entrance. You'll enter the locker room, get out of whatever clothes you wore to get from the barracks to here, and put on your Intern uniform, which is : white a-shirt, tighty whities, white knee high socks, and white sandals. For the sake of uniformity, you will each be issued a two-week supply of shirts, underwear, and socks. Harman, Jack, Steve, come forward."
Three interns came forward to stand in a row alongside her.
"First year interns, such as yourselves, wear white briefs. You will most commonly hear yourself referred to as "first year". An intern like Harman who has completed his first year, starting his second, wears yellow briefs. An intern such as Jack who has completed his second year, starting his third, wears orange briefs. Usually, after three years, an intern is ready to go on to university, but if he chooses to stay, as has Steve, he wears green briefs. The brief color should signify to you, rank. Think of the women here, any woman, as officers. One tells you to do something, you say, "YES MA'AM" and you jump to it. Below the women in rank are the interns, as noted by the color-coded briefs, green being higher rank than orange, which are higher than yellow, which are higher than white, the lowest level.
When you leave here, you will be fitted for the proper sizes for you for shirts, briefs, socks, and given your allotment. Your clothes and personal effects will be brought to you, which you will immediately place in your assigned locker in the Interns' area. Then you will be given a temporary assignment to finish today. Moving forward, when you arrive each morning, you will see a clipboard in the locker room, on which will be noted your assignment to start the day.
Medical examinations will continue to be given to you, once a month. ALL interns receive them, regardless of rank. These exams usually won't be the complete exam you have just undergone, although you can expect to get such a complete exam at least once a year. The exact extent of your exam and the date and the time is randomly chosen by computer, and when you are chosen, you'll have a notification slip waiting for you when you report to work in the morning, telling you what time to report to the Medical Office. The slip will NOT tell you the extent of the exam you will undergo .. but the nurses will know.
Behavior in the barracks: when selecting interns, we did NOT investigate sexual orientation. We do not care. However, we will NOT tolerate any male-on-male sexual activity in the barracks. Do what you want when away from home base, but that activity will NOT be tolerated here. No warnings will be given: if such activity is discovered, it will result in immediate dismissal.
It should go without saying, but here I am saying it: there are some young women here, a few your age, some just a bit older. Any suggestion or innuendo on your part that implies a desire to get together with a female employee here, in any kind of social situation, will result in immediate dismissal.
Now, we know you are young men, and your sexual desires are ... very high. We will tolerate some masturbation, but ... we have limits. Be aware that there are closed circuit cameras on every wall in every room of the barracks ... yes, even in the bathrooms and shower rooms... and we have a staff whose only duty is to monitor those cameras and review tapes ... we will keep track of your masturbation habits, and if The Committee on Sexual Behavior decides you, any one of you, masturbates too often, you will be given a choice of dismissal, or to be put into a chastity device for a period of three to six months, depending on the Committee's recommendation. If, at that time, you choose the chastity device, it will NOT be removed for the proscribed period of time, even for your days or week ends off.
And finally ... corporal punishment IS employed from time to time. There are clearly some rules you make break that will result in immediate dismissal, but for a number of lesser offenses, you may well be given a choice of dismissal, or accepting a bare bottom spanking from a Green or Orange intern. And when I say 'spanking' I don't mean a few hand slaps, I mean, he will utilize hair-brush or paddle or strap or even a cane, depend on the offense, and you may expect your bottom to be quite sore and painful for quite some time thereafter.
I am done here. Follow the Fourth Year to the fitting room."
The young man in green briefs led the way, and we followed him, in single file.
to be continued in, The Enyo Corp 3
My fantasy:
Out of high school, I was accepted as an intern at the Enyo Corporation.
This was a rare honor, as they only accepted as many new interns as they had leaving the company, each June.
AN internship there virtually guaranteed my later acceptance to the University of my choice.
It was unpaid BUT
Because of the remote location in a small town, they provided free barrack-style housing and board for the male-only interns, to stay in for the duration of their internships. One could leave the 'base' on weekends, but one was pretty much a 'captive' there from 10 pm Sunday (the final curfew) until 6 pm on Friday. There were recreational activities to be had on weekends, too, and free food, if one chose to stay.
POOF!
In a cloud of smoke, a Genie appears in front of me, and intones,
"I am the Genie of Fantasy. I can not make you rich or famous, but I CAN put you into any fantasy world you wish. You can stay in the fantasy world as long as you want... you can say the words, "Teenie Genie, take me home" or if you fall asleep, you'll return to this real world, and only one minute in real time will have passed."
I eagerly told him what I wanted.
POOF!
It was suggested that I check in to the barracks the night before my first day, to become acclimatized ... which I did, then report for 'duty' in the main office by 07:30 Monday morning.
I arrived at 07:25, and was told to wait on a long bench.
One other young man was there. In the course of a few minutes, three others arrived.
At 08:00, a stern-looking woman in a nurse's uniform arrived, with a clipboard, and called names.
Having determined that all were present that were supposed to be, she said, "Follow me."
She led us to a suite of offices labeled "Medical".
In a room outfitted with lockers and keys in them, she said, "Note the colored tape on the lockers. You'll find your initials on one of them. The key to the locker has a tag with the same color as the tape. Strip naked, now, everything off, including any jewelry. Put it in the locker. Turn the lock, removed the key, put it in this bowl. I will return it to you at the appropriate time."
We looked at each other and she barked, "NOW!"
We began stripping, until we stood in a row naked, with our locker keys in the bowl.
"Follow me," she said.
We followed her to a large examining room, with what seemed to be various stations set up, and a number of nurses standing by at the ready.
"Wait single file in a line, here, until you're called for. We shall go alphabetically. If anybody has the urge to urinate at any time, let us know, we will need a urine sample."
That being said, I was first.
I went and stood against a wall. My height was measured and recorded. I was measured with a tape measure around my hips, my navel, and my chest, and it was recorded. My flaccid penis was measured with a micrometer, and noted, then I stood on a scale and my weight was notated.
I was told to move to the 2nd station, while the second in line moved to the 1st.
At the second station, I was made to bend over the back of a chair, hands on the chair, with my legs spread. The nurse took my temperature with a rectal thermometer, then administered a digital rectal exam with a gloved hand.
Finished, she announced, "This one gets an enema."
I was told to move to a short version of an examining table and bend over it, my chest on the table, legs spread.
The nurse at this station inserted an enema nozzle into my anus, opened the valve attached to the hose attached to the bulging enema bag, and allowed it to fill me up, as I groaned.
"Five minutes," she said, looking at her watch.
I grunted as time crept by, slowly.
"Time," she said. "Squat over that tub and evacuate."
She pointed at a large tub, in full view of, well, everybody.
I squatted over it and let it loose.
She handed me toilet paper to wipe up. "Throw it in the tub when you're done, a First-year will be into to dump and rinse the tub, now get over here for your rinse."
I went back, and over the table, and she administered a second warm-water enema for a rinse.
"Five minutes," she said.
I tried to keep track of time in my head and ignore the cramps in my belly, without much luck.
In the meantime, I saw a young male, dressed in a white a-shirt, tighty whitey briefs, white knee-high socks, and white sandals, come along, pick up the tub, take it away, and return it, rinsed out.
"Time", she said, "Evacuate."
I went to the tub, squatted, evacuated, and wiped up.
I was summoned to the next station, another shortened examining table, and told to bend over it, same position as the enema station.
"Spread your cheeks," said the nurse at this station.
I did.
She slid a proctoscope into my anus and rectum and began looking around inside with a flashlight.
She withdrew the scope, and said, "Okay, he's good."
I was taken to the next station, nothing there but a chair.
The nurse there said, "I need to measure your erect penis."
"Um," I said, looking down.
"Start stroking, get it hard."
I stood there, with my eyes closed and began stroking my penis, until it was fully erect.
She used a tape, and measured it from base to tip, and recorded it.
"Now, I need a semen sample."
"You, uh, what?"
"Are you deaf? Do you need a hearing test? I need a semen sample."
"Uh, here, while you ... watch?"
"When you're in your barracks, you can jerk off under your covers or however you care to do it all you want, but right here, right now, I need a semen sample, so START STROKING IT."
Blushing furiously, I closed my eyes, conjuring up whatever images I could, of naked men and women going at it, in my mind's eye, until I succeeded in cumming, and spewing a little bit into the plastic cup she provided for me.
She took the cup from me, and said, "There, was that so tough?"
"No," I said, then I added, "Ma'am. Am I ...done now?"
"You are done when you are told that you are done, and that will most likely be when everybody here is done. For now, you shall go stand against the wall, back to it, straight up, at attention, hands at your side, eyes straight ahead."
I went and I stood, as one by one, I was joined by the others.
Once we were all standing there, the Head Nurse came up and said, "Your introductory medical exam is complete. There will be frequent exams, but you're about to hear about that. I'm taking you to your Orientation Seminar.
to be continued in THE ENYO CORP 2
