Doing Fun Time – Itching to Play
Kiwii's Incarceration – Part One

Excitement was building up inside a young girl as she made her way off of a city bus that was making its way through what seemed to be a small suburban business park on the outskirts of a major city.  While it seemed as if it were a normal Friday afternoon, what was to happen next would be far outside what many of us would consider normal.  The young girl looked approximately ten years old, a cute golden-furred mouse with brown hair that extended slightly past her shoulders and light ocean-blue eyes that were framed by a pair of large, round, pink eyeglasses.  Matching those eyeglasses were a short-sleeved pink v-neck shirt along with a pair of pink flip-flop sandals on otherwise bare feet, as well as a brown pair of cargo shorts.  The young mouse hastily made her way out of the back door of the bus, doing her best to contain both her nervousness and excitement at what lie ahead.  All of the preparation she had gone through leading up to today was finally about to pay off, for this was the afternoon that the young mouse was to spend a weekend in prison.

This prison, however, was not your ordinary prison for ordinary criminals.  In fact, it wasn't a prison for criminals at all, nor was it really a even an actual prison.  It was the Institute of Simulated Incarceration for Young Furs, commonly known to its inhabitants past and present as 'Cub Jail.'  Cub Jail is a special facility that cared for cubs with a wide range of interests in BDSM.  The facility admitted cub furs of all genders and species between the ages of five and fourteen, with the specific activities, housing, and 'punishments' tailored to each cub's specific interests and kinks.  The facility was highly regarded among those who have experienced it, with overwhelmingly positive reviews from nearly all of their past residents.  The facility was quite selective in who got to stay there, firmly making sure that any cub that was admitted would find their stay fun and enjoyable at its end.  All activities in the facility are completely consensual from all parties involved, with great care taken to ensure no lasting physical, mental, or emotional damage would result from a cub's stay.  The experience was never to be a punishment, but a fun experience for all involved.

The young mouse did her best to dampen the seemingly increasing amount of butterflies in her stomach as she made her way closer and closer to the main visitor's entrance of the facility, her eagerness getting harder and harder to contain.  Many things were running through the young mouse girl's mind: What would they do to her?  How intense is this going to be?  Would the people there be mean?  Of course she was assured that the staff was nothing but friendly, professional, and focused on the cubs having a genuine good time, but recalling this was difficult in her nervousness.  In her thoughts, she had hardly noticed that she had reached the main entrance.  Taking a deep breath, the little mouse mustered up all the courage she had and made her way inside to the front desk.

“Hello sweetheart!” greeted a bubbly young twenty-something hyena running the reception desk.  “How can I help you today?”

“Umm...” the mouse girl responded, still a little nervous.  “I'm here to...well...spend the weekend.”

The light in the hyena's eyes brightened at hearing this.  “Oh wonderful!” she said as she began looking through some files on her desk.  “You must be Kiwii! Age ten, right?”

“Yes, ma'am,” the mouse known as Kiwii responded, still with nervousness in her voice.  The hyena seemed to pick up on this.

“There's nothing to be nervous about at all, sweetie!” reassured the hyena.  “I stayed here so many times when I was a cub, it was a lot of fun!  Sometimes I wish I could stay again...but anyway just have a seat while I page someone to come get you!”  Picking up a two-way radio on her desk, the hyena pressed a button on the side and spoke into it, “I have a self-surrender here at the visitor's desk!  Young Kiwii is here to serve out her sentence.”

“10-4 Reception,” came the reply from the radio, “We're en route currently.”

Meanwhile Kiwii took a seat on one of the many chairs in the reception room as she waited for someone to come and take her away.  The wait was not long, within three minutes of the receptionist's radio call, an adult cheetah and leopard dressed in prison guard uniforms arrived and approached her.

“Are you Miss Kiwii?” the cheetah asked with a friendly tone in his voice.

“Yes sir,” Kiwii replied as she stood from the chair, ready to be escorted away.

“Excellent, welcome to Cub Jail!” the leopard said as he gently took hold of the young mouse girl's arms.  “We're going to need your hands behind your back so we can put your cuffs on, okay?”

“Okay, sir,” the young mouse replied as she obeyed the guard's orders.  The leopard gently but firmly held Kiwii's arms behind her back while the cheetah quickly closed and locked a pair of cub-sized handcuffs around the mouse's wrists.  Kiwii felt a little bit of a rush as the cuffs were secured on her, her breath tightening just a little bit as she felt the cold steel against her fur.  The guards, meanwhile, kept a steady hold on her so she wouldn't fall over.

“Okay Miss Kiwii, now we have to get your ankle chains on,” the cheetah informed her once her cuffs were secured.  “Can't have you running off on us, can we?” he joked.

“No, sir!” replied Kiwii with a slight smile.  Running away was the last thing she wanted to do now.

“Good girl,” said the cheetah as he returned Kiwii's smile.  “Hold still, now,” he instructed as he crouched down and took what looked to be a larger version of the handcuffs from earlier and closed them around first the mouse girl's left ankle then the right.  Kiwii shuddered even more as she felt the steel close around her ankles, now knowing there was no way she was going to be able to escape now.  She rather liked the helpless feeling.

“Alright, time to get you processed young lady, now march!” commanded the leopard.  “Careful with your steps, don't want you tripping and falling!”

“Have fun during your stay here, sweetie!” the hyena receptionist said as she pressed a button on her desk.  The sound of a buzzer was heard, allowing the leopard guard to open a door leading from the lobby to other parts of the building.  Taking somewhat small steps as she was limited by the short chain of the ankle cuffs, Kiwii was escorted by her guards up to a door at the end of the hallway with the words 'PRISONER INTAKE' written above it.  With the swipe of a key card on a keypad with a magnetic stripe, the door to the next room was opened and Kiwii was escorted inside.  Here she saw a multitude of other cubs of all ages, species and genders being processed into the prison.  The room was lined with a good amount of holding cells to hold cubs that have not yet been processed, many of them occupied with cubs that Kiwii was a little surprised to see were all naked.  Kiwii was lead over to am empty holding cell by her guards, one of them opening the door to the cell while the other removed the cuffs from her ankles.

“Alright, step inside the holding cell, Miss Kiwii.  Afterwards, we'll remove your handcuffs as well as instruct you to remove all articles of clothing you have on your person.

“Yes, sir!” the mouse girl responded, both excited and a little nervous at the thought of being confined in a small jail cell with no clothes on.  The little mouse felt a little bit of wetness drip into her panties, a slight blush coming to her cheeks as she realized the guards would soon realize just how excited she was.  Kiwii stepped into the holding cell, allowing her guards to close and lock the door behind her before they opened another smaller hole in the cell door, one just large enough for her hands to fit through.

“Please place your hands through the opening as best as you can, Miss Kiwii,” the leopard guard instructed.  Kiwii did as she was told, and moments later she felt the handcuffs on her wrists removed.  She was a little disappointed, she liked those cuffs!

“Alright Miss Kiwii, we'll need you to please remove all clothing articles at this time and hand them to us through the opening.  Please start with your sandals,” commanded the cheetah.  Kiwii did as instructed, removing her pink flip flops from her feet and handing them to the guards.

“Now your shorts, please,” the cheetah said to her.  Obeying her orders, Kiwii pulled her brown shorts down to her ankles before stepping out of them and handing them to the guards, leaving her in nothing but her pink tee shirt and cotton white panties.  Kiwii blushed a little more at the fact that the fresh wet stain on the front of her panties was now clearly visible to both guards.

“Your shirt now, Miss Kiwii?” requested the leopard.  Kiwii pulled the pink tee shirt over her head, her budding breasts now on clear display for the two guards.  Kiwii's nipples slightly hardened at being exposed to the slightly chilled air in the facility.  The wet spot on her panties grew a little more as she realized what was to come next.

“Yes...those need to come off too,” the cheetah ordered with a slight smirk.  Kiwii got the impression that this was his favorite part of his job, not that she would blame him.  With a slight blush, Kiwii hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her undies, pulling them down her legs and off her body and handing them to the guards.  A small string of goo was not unnoticed by either the guards or the young mouse herself during this process, making the little mouse blush even more.  The two guards just continued to smirk at her as they collected all of her clothing, leaving her completely naked inside the holding cell.

“Alright Miss Kiwii,” the leopard said, “The intake process can take some time so you will be held here until you are processed into our facility.  I trust you were briefed on your rules before your stay here?”

“Yes, sir!” the mouse girl replied, remembering exactly what was sent to her in the mail the week before.

“Excellent, in that case, welcome to Cub Jail!” the cheetah replied, before gathering Kiwii's street clothes and closing up the cell door's opening, leaving absolutely no chance of escape for the young mouse.  The two guards then walked away from Kiwii's holding cell, leaving her alone in her thoughts.  Kiwii still couldn't believe this had happened, but here she was standing bare naked and locked inside a jail cell awaiting processing.  The thought of being so helpless and trapped in such a tiny space really excited the little mouse!  Kiwii decided to try to get her mind off of her growing excitement by taking a closer look at the cell she was currently being held in.  The cell was not too big as it was only made for one single cub, only measuring about twenty-five square feet altogether.  The cell door was one that swung outward to open, made of solid steel bars with the smaller opening for cuffs, clothing, and supplies right at about Kiwii's waist level.  On the far end of the cell against the back wall was a concrete bench that was painted white to match the wall, the only place the sit inside the cell.  On the top of the bench and where the bench met the floor were a few U-shaped pieces of metal that were embedded into the concrete, Kiwii was perplexed as to what those were for.  All in all, Kiwii concluded that the holding cell did a really good job at making her truly feel like she was a prisoner, something that again further grew her excitement.  Seeing as there seemed to be nothing else she could do while waiting, Kiwii slipped her fingers down between her legs and right into her increasingly wet little slit, rubbing herself at the thought of being incarcerated.  Her fingers plunged slightly inside her tight little hole, her wetness allowing easy penetration while another finger started to rub right over her erect clit, bringing waves of pleasure to the young mouse and causing her to moan quietly to herself.  The little mouse girl closed her eyes, enjoying the wonderful feeling she was bringing to herself as her left hand began to massage her left nipple.  The mouse continued her self-pleasure, feeling more and more excited as she got closer and closer to her orgasm.

“HEY!”

A loud yell interrupted the mouse girl from her rubbing as she opened her eyes to see a male elephant guard staring down at her with a slight smirk on her face.  The mouse girl smiled sheepishly, having been caught in the middle of her session.  The elephant unlocked and opened the door to Kiwii's cell, gently but firmly approaching the little mouse.

“Sweetie, I'm afraid that masturbation is strictly prohibited in holding cells so I'm going to have to punish you for this,” the guard told her as he pulled the mouse girl up from the bench.  “Stay still, please,” continued the elephant as he pulled out another pair of handcuffs.  “You'll have to be handcuffed behind your back until you've been processed,” the guard said as she again enclosed Kiwii's wrists in steel cub-sized cuffs.  He then sat Kiwii back down on the bench as he pulled out an open padlock and dangled it in front of the mouse girl's face.

“You may have wondered what that little hook is there in the bench, well now you'll know!” said the guard as he ran the open padlock through the small chain between the girl's cuffs before also running the lock through the hook and closing it securely, chaining the mouse's handcuffed wrists to the bench of the holding cell.  He then pulled out two more sets of handcuffs, attaching one cuff from each set to the mouse girl's ankles then closing the other cuff around two of the hooks embedded in the floor next to the bench.

“Now you'll find out what happens to naughty little girls who decide to play with themselves in their holding cells!” exclaimed the elephant as he pulled a small bottle out of his pocket and showed it directly in the restrained mouse girl's face.  Kiwii's eyes widened as she read the label: 'Itching Powder.'

“No...I'm sorry sir...I promise I won't touch myself again, please don't use that...” the little mouse girl pleaded; though to be honest with herself, she was quite curious to see what the powder would do if applied where she was sure it was going to go.

“I'm afraid I have no choice,” replied the elephant guard.  “Not only that, but it'll be nice to see such a cute little mouse all squirmy and fidgety!”  With that, the guard opened the bottle of itching powder before using two fingers on his left hoof-hand to spread the little mouse girl's nether lips open.  With his right hoof-hand, the guard poured and sprinkled itching powder onto and inside of the little mouse girl's cunny.  Kiwii took a sharp breath as the powder made contact with her most sensitive region, going both inside her and on top of her little flower.  Almost immediately, an itching sensation started to form on both the inside and outside of the little mouse, causing the girl to want to close her legs and scratch furiously at the itch.  The cuffs on Kiwii, however, kept her hands securely behind her back and her legs spread fully open, not giving her any relief whatsoever.

“Oh and just a little bit more right on these cuties up here...” the guard said as he moved the bottle of powder up toward Kiwii's budding breasts.

“Oh please, no sir!” the mouse pleaded.  But just like with her flower, the girl was quite curious to see what the effect on her nipples would be.

“Again, sweetie, I'm afraid I have no choice,” replied the guard.  “Plus, I hear this powder helps these babies grow, so I think you'll want more of it...”  Not waiting for a response, the guard again sprinkled some powder on both Kiwii's left and right nipples, immediately shooting the same itching sensation to the girl's chest.

“Oh, I've also been asked to tell you that there will be an additional delay in processing...we have a lot of cubs that came in today so it might be some time before we can get to you...enjoy your stay though!” the guard told the little mouse as he wrapped up applying the girl's punishment for touching herself.  Taking one last look at the restrained and punished mouse, the elephant stepped out of the girl's holding cell and locked the door, leaving the little mouse feeling even more like a prisoner than before.  Now she couldn't even move around in her own cell and to top it all off, the itching powder was really doing it's job!  The little mouse girl was only getting more aroused as well with the torture, as the powder's itch worked its way further and further down into the girl's cunny.  Kiwii began bucking as much as her restraints would allow, thrusting her hips out in any way to get more stimulation on her cunny.  The itching powder made her incredibly aroused, with more and more of the mouse's sweet juices leaking out onto the holding cell's bench.  The girl felt as if she was in both heaven and hell, the itching profusely torturing the young girl's most sensitive spots, yet there was no place she would rather be right now.  She was quite content being exactly where she was, being sweetly tortured and aroused but unable to fully cum yet.  It was a situation she'd dreamed about many times, and now it was happening!

It was to be a long afternoon and evening as she waited for processing.  Kiwii didn't fully mind though.  After all, she did come here to be a naughty prisoner...and of course, naughty prisoners have to be punished.