



                    ASYLUM SEARCHES 

                          by 

                    Dr. James Phony 

                  (edited by Joe Doe)


IN THIS SCHOLARLY ARTICLE, THE ESTEEMED PSYCHIATRIST DESCRIBES THE
VITAL ROLE OF HUMILIATION AND STRIP SEARCHES IN THE TREATMENT OF
FEMALE MENTAL PATIENTS. 



Since the beginning of modern medicine, psychiatric treatments 
have been used to break the spirits of recalcitrant and rebellious 
women.  Babbling Babe Asylum is proud of this rich and successful 
tradition, and strip searches are an important part of our 
treatment process. 

The women who enter our facility are typically successful and 
independent women who have displeased a male authority figure in 
some way.  Stripping them (of their money, identification, freedom, 
and, finally, their clothing) is a vital first step in destroying 
their old identity so that a more docile, pleasing persona can be 
created. 

The case of "Cindy J." is a typical one.  Her stepfather despised 
her "insolence" and, after an extensive consultation, Dr. Hal 
recommended a harsh dose of regression therapy.  Naturally the 
first thing we did was strip the little smarty pants out of her 
fancy britches...right in front of her smiling stepfather.  The 
look of shame and humiliation on Cindy's aristocratic little face 
as Dr. Hal shaved, powdered, and diapered her was simply priceless. 

After only a few months of diapers and baby bottles, we were able 
to release Cindy to the playroom for coloring and jump rope.  Cindy 
still wets herself when she is angry or upset, but she tries to be 
a good girl, and her new lisp is adorable. 

When Cindy was finally paroled back into her stepfather's tender 
care, it was clear that she would no longer be a bother to anyone.  
She did complain that her ultra-short party dress didn't cover her 
"Winnie-the-Pooh" underpants, but, when her stern stepfather took 
the pouting young lady over his knee and pulled down those cute 
little underpants for a hot fanny tanning, a certain spoiled 
princess learned that sniveling was not allowed. 

Of course, deep down, Cindy knew that she was still a Harvard MBA, 
but the conditioning left her powerless to form that idea into 
words.  Her acute and painful embarrassment over her loss in 
status made her stepfather's triumph that much sweeter. 
  
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Strip searches are a vital part of the treatment process.  The 
patients' delusions of independence and competence must be utterly 
shattered before their new identities as compliant and submissive 
playthings can be formed.  Each woman must be stripped of her 
rights, her dignity, and her freedom.  When she realizes that no 
one will help her, hope quickly fades, and she then can assume her 
new role of hapless, abused mental patient. 

The strip search itself is vital.  We typically give the patient 
hallucinogenic drugs before the sanity hearing, which enables us 
to separate her from her legal rights quickly and efficiently. 

As a result, when the woman is brought into our facility, she is 
usually incoherent and confused.  Although we could easily strip 
her right then, we always give the patient a few hours of rolling 
around the padded cell in a straitjacket before we begin her 
processing.  The combination of the tight jacket, isolation, and 
powerful drugs induces a panic attack that leaves the woman 
emotionally and physically exhausted by the time the drugs 
finally fade. 

When the drugs do wear off, a few beefy orderlies escort the dazed 
patient from her padded cell to the treatment room.  There, her 
doctor informs her that she has been declared insane and that she 
will be under his absolute control for an indefinite period. 

The outraged patient always insists that a "mistake" has been made. 
But, once the doctor calls the woman's "sponsor" into the treatment 
room, the confusion ends.  The sight of the business rival, hated 
relative, or spurned suitor immediately crystallizes the situation 
for the patient. 

Fortunately the patient's straitjacket prevents her from physically 
attacking her apparent nemesis. 

The presence of several huge male orderlies makes physical 
resistance absurd, and, when the straitjacket is removed and the 
order given, the woman usually surrenders her clothing voluntarily, 
albeit slowly.  Having seen the other unhappy patients in their 
absurdly short little hospital gowns, the woman instinctively 
understands that her expensive clothing is her last link to her 
precious former identity.  But, in the end, prolonging the 
medically-ordered striptease only makes the process that much 
more humiliating...and effective. 

We encourage the sponsor to watch as the patient is "processed."  
The patient always objects to stripping in front of a known enemy, 
but the sponsor has paid for the "treatment," and so has every 
right to watch the humiliated loser wiggle and squirm. 

Since a "deranged" mental patient might bite, rectal thermometers 
are used for both admissions and daily temperature readings.  One 
of these days we'll get around to ordering those ear thermometers, 
ladies, but, until then...just bend over! 

The patient's hands are cuffed behind her back before the orderlies 
and her sponsor slowly march her down the busy main corridor of the 
asylum "in the buff."  We always take a moment for a leisurely chat 
at the nurses station, since that gives the other hospital staff a 
chance to check out the "fresh vegetables," as they jokingly refer 
to the new arrivals. 

Pantiless patients hate it when we parade them down the crowded 
hospital hallways, but it is important to teach the girls that 
concepts like "privacy," "dignity," and "rights" don't apply to 
mental patients. 

The next stop is at the incinerator, where the horrified patient 
watches as we toss her precious clothing into the fire.  Although 
this might seem needlessly cruel, the ritual destruction of every 
trace of her former identity is an important part of remolding the 
patient's mind. 

The women frequently panic when the doctor tells the orderlies to 
"take her to the examination room," especially when they see the 
smiles on their sponsors' faces.  Patients will occasionally begin 
to struggle when they see the gynecological exam table, but the 
orderlies can easily strap them down for the cavity search. 

Each of the orderlies takes a turn, thoroughly probing both front 
and rear cavities.  Thoroughness is key, and the process is never 
rushed. 

Nurses, orderlies, and doctors subject the humiliated patients to 
routine cavity searches several times each day.  The shame and 
humiliation of the search is considered a vital part of the woman's 
conditioning.  Sexual favors are also demanded routinely. 

The sponsor is always encouraged to help with the search.  The 
look of sheer terror in a patient's pretty eyes as she watches 
the man she beat out for a promotion slip on a rubber glove is 
simply indescribable.  Occasionally a sponsor will become aroused 
during the examination, and, for a modest $2 "service fee," the 
orderlies will leave the restrained patient with her sponsor for 
a "private examination." 

The stunned patient cannot believe that her once priceless favors 
have been sold so cheaply, and it isn't until the orderlies leave 
and her sponsor begins to unzip his pants that her helplessness 
becomes clear.  A special mouth guard is provided so that the 
patient can provide oral satisfaction without harming her sponsor 
in any way.  

After the entertainment session is over, the orderlies take the 
little incompetent to the shower.  Her pubic hair is removed and 
the words "PROPERTY OF BABBLING BABE ASYLUM" are tattooed in the 
tender crack between her buttocks.  

This degrading property tag is invisible when the patient is 
standing.  But, when she spreads her legs and touches her toes for 
a search, her buttocks will part, and the logo will become visible 
for everyone to see.  Orderlies are instructed to chuckle and run 
their fingers over the logo before every cavity search.  Frequent 
reminders that "your ass belongs to us" (followed by a sharp fanny 
slap) are also encouraged.

A serial number is tattooed on the inside of the patient's lip, as 
if she were a valued household pet.  This lip tattoo is used 
instead of a medical bracelet to ascertain the patient's identity, 
and nurses and orderlies check it frequently.  Even the proudest 
women must eventually get used to being treated like animals. 

Cavity searches are not limited to the initial processing.  In 
fact, frequent "random searches" are performed on a regular basis.  
Although repeatedly bending these beautiful young ladies over for 
a greasy-gloved fingering might seem tedious, the dedicated young 
men who work at our institution never seem to mind. 

The frequent cavity searches reinforce the fact that the woman is 
a helpless mental patient with no rights and no privacy.  Of 
course, if the orderly or doctor decides to expand the search to 
include more "intimate services," we encourage him or her to do so. 
After all, patients are here to learn obedience and submission. 

The women are routinely masturbated during the searches, but any 
signs of arousal are always rewarded with a harsh reprimand and 
a few sharp fanny slaps.  Arousal is, of course, proof of 
nymphomania and warrants harsh treatment.  The "filthy" piglets 
are naturally scolded for their "shameless" and "disgusting" 
behavior, even as such behavior is forced upon them. 

The straitjacket crotch straps can be easily loosened for a cavity 
search or an enema.  The coarse fabric makes masturbation easy, 
and bored patients often pleasure themselves in their cell for 
hours, blissfully unaware that tapes of their self-gratification 
will be sent to their amused sponsors. 

The emphasis on masturbation is an important part of the woman's 
transformation from autonomous individual to dependent bimbo.

In short, enforced nudity and cavity searches are vital treatment 
tools here at Babbling Babe, and we encourage other mental health 
officials not to overlook their valuable role in putting sassy 
little feminists in their place. 
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NOTE: Dr. James Phony is Medical Director of the Babbling Babe 
Asylum.  He graduated from Harvard Medical School just before the 
fire of 1985 tragically destroyed all records of his attendance 
there.



Edited by C. Lakewood 

