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Polygamist diary describes secret bed used for sex assaults
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Aerial view of the church and surrounding lodging at the Yearning for Zion ranch in Eldorado, Texas on Wednesday, Nov. 28, 2012. The Texas attorney general's office filed documents to seize the ranch on Wednesday. The property belonged to Warren Jeffs who served as the spiritual leader and prophet of the Fundamentalist Church of Latter Day Saints. Jeffs was convicted on two child sex charges and sentenced to life plus 20 years in prison.
In thousands of pages of what he called his “priesthood records,” convicted polygamist leader Warren Jeffs gave detailed instructions to his followers on how they were to relocate and build a secret compound in West Texas, directing everything from the purchase of a 1,700-acre ranch to the construction of a bed where he assaulted underage girls.
The bed had to be made of hardwood, sturdy so it wouldn't rattle, long enough to support Jeffs' tall frame and equipped with padded sides that could be pulled up to hold him in place “as the Lord does His work with me.”
“It will be covered with a sheet, but it will have a plastic cover to protect the mattress from what will happen on it,” Jeffs instructed.
Prosecutors cited excerpts from Jeffs' personal journal on Wednesday as part of an attempt by the Texas attorney general's office to seize the Yearning For Zion ranch, about 45 miles south of San Angelo. Law enforcement officials raided the sprawling compound in April 2008 and removed 438 children to state custody. Jeffs, 56, was sentenced in August 2011 to life in prison on child sex-abuse charges. The children were eventually returned to their parents.
The diary, which was seized in the raid, offers a narrative of daily events from 2002 to 2006, when Jeffs was arrested. He meticulously documented the events as his followers in the Fundamentalist Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints were being driven from their home base in Utah. The journal includes his communications with FLDS leaders, mundane activities and revelations in which he claimed to receive instructions from God.
Descriptions of the bed that Jeffs ordered up first emerged shortly after the raid on the compound. Investigators found the altar-like bed on the top all-white floor of the towering limestone temple. Jurors at his trial were brought to tears after listening to audio tapes that included the assault of a girl who was restrained to the bed.
Jeffs wrote that the Lord first directed him to the site near Eldorado in 2003, sending him to the ranch without knowing where he was going or that it had been placed on the market for sale.
The attorney general's office argued that the documents prove Jeffs deliberately chose the remote location to shield widespread child sexual abuse and money laundering from the scrutiny of law enforcement authorities.
According to the documents, Jeffs was explicit about the secrecy of his mission to relocate his flock.
“We need to keep this particular property so private and sacred and secret that not even the faithful who are driven will know of this place, because this is where the sacred records are. The wicked, in their mind, feel like if they could destroy the records or get them turn(ed) over to the authorities, they could destroy us and they know there is laws, wicked laws, un-righteous laws passed by the government that could put us in jail, many of our people."
He also noted that the location was ideal for raising crops throughout the year. He said the isolation would allow them to construct a temple and extensive structures on the land without having to conform to building codes or contend with inspectors.
Jeffs strictly guarded the secrecy surrounding the move to Texas, referring only to the new site as “R17” because of its location about 17 hours away from FLDS communities on the border between Utah and Arizona, known as Short Creek. Followers were also under oath to keep the location secret.
“Those who dwell there and here must be full of the Holy Spirit to keep the hedge of protection around us. The devil knows where we are, but through our faith the wicked and the righteous can be blinded and not find this place,” Jeffs wrote.
Jeffs was indicted in Arizona in June 2005 for felony assault of a child and then went into hiding. He was placed on the FBI's Ten Most Wanted list in May 2006. He was on the run for more than a year, and the records show he hid at the ranch part of the time.
Jeffs also admonished the faithful to sacrifice their lives in the event of a government raid on the compound, which today is valued at more than $20 million.
Dictating from a location he described as 2420 County Road 300, Schleicher County, Texas, Jeffs issued a chilling order:
“If the government officials come on this land, every man must be willing to give their life before they allow them to enter on the temple grounds or inside the temple.”
The leader of the FLDS sect kept an extensive record of his movements, his plans for the Eldorado compound, and his days on the run. Some excerpts from his "Priesthood Records," which were seized when authorities raided the compound in April 2008.
In December 2003, when Jeffs identified the land near Eldorado for his Yearning for Zion ranch:
"Three times the Lord sent me here, not knowing where I was going, but naming the place. The second time, we drove right to this place and didn't realize it was for sale, as the Lord said, 'Go to Sonora and then Eldorado.' Sonora is south of here."
His records indicate the remote site was an ideal location to hide from authorities:
"We need to keep this particular property so private and sacred and secret that not even the faithful who are driven will know of this place, because this is where the sacred records are. The wicked, in their mind, feel like if they could destroy the records or get them turn over to the authorities, they could destroy us. ... The devil knows where we are, but through our faith the wicked and the righteous can be blinded and not find this place.''
His plans for the compound included detailed instructions for a secret table in the Temple with a removable top hiding a bed for his use. Authorities believe he sexually assaulted underage girls on the bed:
"There is a table, but it will be made so it can be a table or it can be a bed. It should be made so the table top can come off. It will be on wheels. ... When the mattress is in place, this bench will be to the right side the bed. This will be made so that it can be taken apart and stored in a closet where no one can see it. When I need it, I will pull it out and set it up. ..."
"The bed will be a size big enough for me to lay on. ... It will be covered with a sheet, but it will have a plastic cover to protect the mattress from what will happen on it."
Jeffs was indicted in Arizona in June 2005 for felony assault of a child and then went into hiding. He was placed on the FBI's 10 Most Wanted list in May 2006. He was on the run for more than a year, and the records show he hid at the ranch part of the time:
"I am at R17 (the Eldorado compound), having arrived here from Denver, Colorado. I thank the Lord for the safe travels, and the miracle of clearing the roads of all opposition, as we have come to a place where our enemies are looking for us."
His records included this chilling order to his followers if authorities tried to arrest him:
"If the government officials come on this land, every man must be willing to give their life before they allow them to enter on the temple grounds or inside the temple."
Karisa King is an investigative reporter at the San Antonio Express-News. She specializes in database analysis, long-form narrative and watchdog stories that hold government accountable. She began working at the newspaper in 1999. After four years of covering criminal justice issues, she joined the special projects team where she has won numerous awards including Texas Reporter of the Year. She previously worked at the Brownsville Herald covering border affairs and immigration.

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Original Fiction by Tes
Staylace,
in collaboration with Phil Boarder  
©2003
“All, right, Horace, let’s get to it!”
Hawkin’s Plantation, Beaufort, South
Carolina, Spring, 1849: Bringing out the pony.

“Damn, Sean, you are so lucky! What a pony! All the fellas are
jealous!”
“Father is good to me. I appreciate
you helping me,” said the handsome eighteen-year old.
“Wouldn’t miss this for the world - she’s
really special!”
"Almost lost her for the spring – father
wanted to foal her, but then changed his mind after I begged him to wait. 
There ARE others…but…I guess I’m just spoiled. Did you bring out the
cart?”
“Yup. Right here,” untangling the
mass of straps and other paraphernalia. “And I told Cress to get her and
bring her out here. There – there they are now,” pointing toward the
shabby shanty at the far edge of the field.
“Prancer” looked down at the ground as she
and Cress approached the boys. She sighed. Another season of agony. 
Maybe if she hadn’t been so accommodating last year, they would have found
another slave to play this wretched part. But then she might have suffered
a worse fate – at least winter wasn’t so bad. They even allowed her to help out
the house niggers for a while. Easy stuff. But THIS wasn’t going to be
easy!
“There she is! Come here, girl!”
said Sean. “You can go back, Cress.”
“Yassir, Master Sean!” - back to the
slave’s quarters, with sad look in his eyes, which the nineteen-year old girl
returned. Cassie was his daughter, and he knew what she was in for – she had
spent all winter telling him about the rigors of being Sean’s pony girl.
“Don’t worry, Cress, we’ll take good care
of her!” said Sean, with a big grin. “Maybe teach her a few new things! 
Take her into town!”
“Going to make your father proud,
Prancer!”
It was fairly common among the plantation
owners of this part of South Carolina to supply their sons (and sometimes
daughters) with pony girl slaves to pull them around all summer. After
all, they weren’t hardly even human. Not like white folks. Some even
had two, three or even four such pony girls! It was a status symbol, in a
way. Toward the end of the summer, after using them for transportation,
they pitted them against each in pony girl races down at Philbert’s Racetrack. 
The track wasn’t much, just a small plot in a clearing in the woods down by
Marion’s Mill, but it made a exciting end to the summer, and had become a
tradition even their parents looked forward to. Big money was bet, and a
pot was put forth for the winner of the competitions.
“Ok, girl. Let’s get you fitted up!”
said Sean to the hapless slave. He and his friend were smiling broad grins. 
“Got something special for you this year, Prancer, don’t we, Horace?”
“Actually, Horace, we have a couple of
things.”
“A couple…,” said Horace, a bit surprised.
“But first,” said Sean, ignoring him, “the
basics. Stand still, Prancer. You know the routine. You’re
gonna be some right winner this year, girl!”
She stood there, clad only in a cotton
shift and light leather booties. She had small tears in her eyes – she
knew only too well what was coming.
 The arm harness. Well, after all,
she WAS a pony! Ponies don’t have arms!
 “Take off your dress, Prancer,” said
Sean.
And she did. There she stood, a pretty
girl, almost totally naked in front of them, they eying her like a piece of
meat. But she was used to this – it was nothing new. If she could
stand being raped by Master Sean’s father, well, she could stand being naked in
front of his son and his friend. What was the sense in feeling anything
anyway? She was their property.
So Cassie was resigned to losing her arms
for the day, maybe two days. She sighed, and stood her ground while the
boys applied the harness, the result of which was that she ended up,
elbow-to-elbow behind her, with her arms projecting upward between her shoulder
blades and her wrists tied together. It was certainly not comfortable, but
after while she knew it would be easier. Although it was an extremely
difficult position to get into, the boys knew the special technique, and
gradually forced her into the awkward state, she all the while groaning, but not
saying word.
Her hands and wrists were then encased in
a tight leather pouch, at the end of which was a loop. She knew what that
was for as well.
“Mighty fine!” said the envious Horace,
seeing her anew. After all, Cassie was a beautiful black girl, and neither
boy nor man could remain placid for long in her presence. Especially with
her arms back in such a way as to project her voluptuous breasts out in front of
her. But the beauty that a white girl could use to wield power over them
was denied this chattel. Slaves were different. She looked down at
the ground.
“Well, here’s the first surprise,
Prancer!” said Sean, taking from a bag the next item. 
To Horace: “Papa thought of this good
idea. Seeing how a lady’s stays can be used to control her…I mean…pull her
around and things when you’re having fun, well, Papa thought something like that
would be good to control a pony. You know, around the middle, instead of
the tight belt.”
Cassie looked at the item with interest.
“So, Papa had the old leather man Joe in
town make a heavy leather corset, with laces.”
Indeed it was, wide that is. When it
was applied, it extended from below her breasts to just above her crotch. 
It was easy to see that a pony wearing that could NEVER sit, so she would never
be tempted even if left alone! Not that that was ever really a problem
anyway, for when a pony was tethered to a pole while her master was away, it was
impossible for her to sit anyway.
The corset was impressive. Made with
metal studs and decorative metal accents, it was quite heavy. Soon it was
encircling Prancer’s waist, and Sean began tightening the laces.
Horace grabbed the laces. “Here,
like this. Let me show you. Lucy always has me lace her in.”
“The advantages of having a sister. 
Go ahead. You do it. Go to hell with yourself.”
My sister isn’t branded,” he said,
smiling, eyeing the mark Cassie’s buttocks. Slaves in this part of the
South were all painfully branded, not just pony girls. Good for tracking
runaways.
It was soon apparent that Cassie was in
for some breathless moments. She sometimes was called on to help the
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