Trumped Up Punishments – Chapter 12 Private II

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Trumped Up Punishments – Chapter 12 Private IIIn the meantime, Ibby, naked on the small stage of the chamber music room, was drawing two envelopes from a cardboard box held by Carl. She opened the first and read out what it said: “Student to be secured in a spread position and subjected to a full body whipping with a heavy whip.” Then she opened the second, tears flowing freely. “Student to be secured on the punishment horse with legs spread and subjected to a severe whipping of her vagina.”She resignedly extended her hands for Carl to attach Velcro cuffs – another guard was attaching cuffs to her feet. He then attached her left foot to a ring in the floor before fixing both handcuffs to a rope suspended from the ceiling. Another rope was attached to the cuff on her right foot and fed through a ring on the other side of the stage. Carl now pulled on the rope, pulling her legs very far apart. She was hanging from the ceiling, her legs spread as far as they would go, and certainly too far to offer her any support. Mr. Barton remarked, once she was in position, that neither card had said anything either about who was to carry out the punishment or about how many lashes Ibby was to receive. He suggested that he would call for volunteers, with Ibby selecting her own executioner, who would then spin the wheel to determine the number of lashes. This met with everyone’s approval. “Ok, so who would like to administer the full body whipping?” Three (male) hands went up. “Your choice, Ibby!”, said Mr. Barton, but Ibby, hanging by her arms, was not really in a position to point. “Ah, I see the difficulty”, said Mr. Barton. “Can each volunteer stand up in turn and Ibby can indicate her choice by nodding.”The first to get up was a muscular, unshaven man who had a mean look about him. Ibby quickly shook her head. The second had a more normal physique, and he was smiling at Ibby. Ibby nodded. The man smiled even more broadly and walked over to the punishment wheel, giving it a good spin. It seemed to spin forever, and finally sakarya escort landed on 21. Carl handed the man a heavy, vicious looking whip. In the meantime, Rebecca’s ‘private’ spanking in the room backstage had come to an end. Mr Bolden-Ahern was strapping her onto a small punishment horse, on her front, with legs spread and each secured to a leg of the horse. Once she was secure, he stepped behind her and dropped his pants. To his great delight, her pussy was soaking wet, and he had no difficulty entering her. He started to thrust vigorously. As he was about to come, he pulled out and shot his load onto her bottom. Having cum, he lost his erection almost instantly. “Now, Missy, I am planning to fuck you at least two more times. Would you like to help me get my erection back by cleaning my penis with your mouth and then sucking it until it is hard again, or would you prefer that I punish your breasts until the enjoyment that gives me makes me hard again?”Rebecca, feeling violated and humiliated, chose the former alternative. She almost retched as she licked the sperm off his shrunken, shriveled member – taking it into her mouth was not much better. Being restrained and on her front, her neck started to hurt very quickly. He was now fondling her breasts, and she was hoping that this would help his erection along, and after a while it did. Slowly, slowly, his member was swelling inside her mouth. When fully hard, he walked around the punishment horse and entered her again, but, no matter how hard he thrust, he found it hard to reach a climax. Panting and increasingly exhausted, he pulled out and spread the mix of her and his juices into her bottom hole. He then entered that tight hole, causing her to feel as if she was being ripped apart. Fucking her anally did the trick – he soon shot his load into her asshole.Presenting his, now again flaccid, penis to her, he gave her the same choice again. Rebecca felt she could not face taking a penis that had just been in her gut into her mouth, and told escort sakarya him to punish her instead. He actually seemed pleased, took a thin riding crop and started whipping her breasts with it – not hard, but continuously, relentlessly, mercilessly. The pain built up, and Rebecca began to sob, then scream. He continued hitting her breasts. His penis was now rising again … when it was fully erect, he took a heavy whip and told Rebecca that he would whip her front lengthwise three times, hitting her breasts, stomach, pussy and thighs. Each stroke was painful enough to make Rebecca wish for death. After the third stroke, which had mainly hit her already sore pussy, he immediately entered her pussy and thrust violently. He tried her ass, too, but simply could not achieve an orgasm. He finally gave up, thanked Rebecca and left the room, leaving her tied up and vulnerable. Ibby had, in the meantime, been whipped from all sides 21 times. Her whole body was on fire. She felt one with the pain. Her body was covered in welts, blue and green. She had screamed so much, her voice was gone. She was just sobbing quietly as Carl was unshackling her and leading her to the punishment horse, where he bid her lay down on her back. He then secured her legs to the beams next to her head, so that she ended up spread most uncomfortably. Mr. Barton stood next to her. “I suggest that each member of the audience administer ten lashes of the whip to Ibby’s vagina. Unless Ibby would rather spin the wheel?”Ibby did a quick calculation. There were around 30 people in the audience. She was therefore going to receive 300 lashes. Given that the wheel’s top number was 200, the wheel was definitely the better option. “I would like the wheel to be spun, please”, she said. Carl moved the wheel center stage and spun it. As it was slowing down, Ibby was watching with bated breath. 13, 20, 11 … the next number was 200, but fortunately the wheel went one notch further, landing on 18. Ibby breathed a sigh of relief. “I’m afraid that Ibby’s sakarya escort bayan gamble didn’t pay off”, Mr. Barton announced to Ibby’s horror. “Instead of ten, each member of the audience will give her 18 lashes.” Ibby started crying openly, as the first ‘volunteer’ to whip her pussy, actually the father of one of her friends, moved into position. Carl offered him a choice of whips. “Well, the piece of paper said ‘severe whipping’, so I choose the heaviest one”. He raised the whip, left it suspended in the air for what seemed like an eternity, and then brought it down between Ibby’s spread legs. He then sped up, really laying into her, each lash sounding like a pistol shot. After eighteen lashes, Ibby was close to losing consciousness and her pussy was a mess – not only was it crisscrossed with red and blue stripes, blood was flowing freely from numerous cuts. Mr. Barton intervened: “Given that we seem to have broken Ibby’s skin, I do not think we can go on. I suggest that we suspend the punishment and carry the remainder over to the next public punishment assemblies. Ibby will receive eighteen lashes at the next ten assemblies, to be administered by the fellow student with the most merits for academic achievement at any one time. I hope this meets with everyone’s approval. Carl, please take Ibby to see the school nurse – I have asked her to stay in her surgery specifically with this sort of contingency in mind.”Mr. Barton turned to Mrs. Ward: “You can collect your daughter from the backstage room now.” Mr. Bolden-Ahern, who had since rejoined the group, asked to be allowed to speak, and Mr. Barton was happy to allow him to. “I have spent a most instructive and enjoyable evening. In addition to the $25,000 I have already pledged, I would like to show my appreciation by funding ten whipping machines, to be used at punishment assemblies. These can be adjusted never to hit the same area of skin, and to administer punishments in exactly the same intensity to a number of students. This should help clear the backlog of punishments and allow the school to get back to learning.” Mr. Barton was most grateful – he said that he would discuss with the school board how the new machines could be best employed once they had been delivered. To be continued …

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