This is a secondhand account of a punishment that may or may not have occurred at Freemore Academy, a women’s correctional school for delinquents aged eighteen to twenty-two years.

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Judy asks Jane for a cigarette. “I thought you quit,” Kate asks. Judy simply shrugs and smirks, her nose wrinkling slightly.

“Yeah, so, it’s near the end of class,” Kate says, keeping the story going. “And Mrs. Thompson pulls Kirsten out into the hall by her ear and makes her stand there. Remember that Kirsten doesn’t have a stitch of clothing on save for the Red Cards. Her slit’s all bare and exposed now for the first time in who knows how long, and she’s got a super pink ass from all the paddling. And Mrs. Thompson is just holding her there by her ear.”

“And Kirsten doesn’t understand why Mrs. Thompson hasn’t hauled her down to the office yet. But then the bell rings and it dawns on Kirsten. This is the perp walk of all perp walks. Taking Kirsten’s arm, Mrs. Thompson leads a very naked and very humiliated Kirsten through the halls as they start to fill up with all the other students. There’s just no question now in anyone’s mind about Kirsten’s fall from grace.”

“As they are walking through the halls, girls are pointing and whispering and laughing. Remember how I said this was going to spread like a wildfire? Well, this is how it started. Mrs. Thompson even stops to talk to some of the other teachers and fill them in on Kirsten’s ‘atrocious behavior’. She also takes the long way to the office.”

“But they do eventually get there, and Mrs. Thompson tells Kirsten to park her red butt in a box with her hands on her head and to stay there until someone comes for her. She even takes out a paddle and hands it to one of the girls in the office. ‘If little miss naughty tries to leave, you spank her bottom until she’s sorry.’”

“And Kirsten is there for what must have seemed like forever. She probably heard people come in and out and Mrs. Thompson talking. I bet she wanted to at least peek at her, but I heard she was a very good girl while she waited. And I guess it was only for about ten minutes. Yeah, when admin got wind of her antics, Kirsten’s fate was sealed pretty damn quick. And that fate? It wasn’t going to take place in the office. Nope.”

“‘Attention all students and faculty,’ Kirsten hears on the PA system. ‘There will be an assembly in fifteen minutes. All students must attend.’ Christ, I wonder what she thought when she heard that. Did she think that it was just a coincidence? If I heard that when I was in a box, I’d piss myself.”

“Mrs. Thompson comes back to Kirsten and hauls her out by her arm, marching her wordlessly back into the hall. Some girls said that Kirsten was as meek as a little lamb going to slaughter. She just blushed and looked down with tears in her eyes. Didn’t even try to cover up. So, they get to the auditorium, but they go in through the back door. That’s right, Kirsten was going to be center stage, and very soon.”

“Mrs. Thompson brings her into the auditorium and up to the curtain. There waiting for her is Mr. Douglas, the principal. He’s wearing a three piece suit, like he always is. I don’t know what words were exchanged, but I can’t imagine anything reassuring or comforting was said to Kirsten. After waiting for a bit, Mr. Douglas orders a couple girls who are also backstage to open the curtain.”

“Imagine you’re sitting in the audience. You have no clue what is going to be on that stage. Now imagine that the curtain opens and the meanest, biggest bully in the whole school is standing there completely naked. What would you do? Well, I know what I would have done. What everyone in the audience that day did.”

“They lose their minds. Everyone is cheering and laughing and hollering. It takes nearly five minutes for Mr. Douglas to get control of the crowd, even with his microphone. But eventually the crowd noise dies down and Mr. Douglas starts talking.”

“He rambles on for a couple minutes about ‘discipline’ and how no one is ‘above the rules’. Then he reaches between Kirsten’s legs and fingers her pussy pussy. She really struggled with that, I guess. Then he holds up his wet fingers and says that he expects every student at the school to maintain composure and not to give into lust or carnal behaviors.”

“But he also talks about second chances. Or last chances, rather. And how this is it for Kirsten. Either she shapes up or she goes to the women’s prison and serves out her full term there. Then he pulls a paper out of his pocket, unfolds it, and hands it to her.”

“‘I’d like you to read this,’ he says to her. ‘Out loud over the microphone so everyone can hear.’ I guess it was a letter that her father had written the day before. She knew it was authentic because she recognized his handwriting and signature and everything. In it he said he had seen video footage of her behavior and had heard rumors for some time about it. He wrote something like ‘if Kirsten can’t rise above the fallen, then she should suffer as they do.’”

“Kirsten was stunned that her daddy would abandon her and take away her special rights. I think she hiccup sobbed a bit as she was reading the letter and you could see her face visibly drop and her spirit die a little more. It was dead quiet in the auditorium. Like, you could hear a pin drop. But then this chick in the back goes ‘that’s right, bitch!”

“Then Mr. Douglas hushes the crowd and takes the paper from Kirsten, informing her of her punishment. Not only is she on restriction, she’s going to be taking a pussy spanking right now in front of the whole school. And man, did Kirsten ever start crying and screaming and begging over that.”

“Because here’s the thing, Kirsten had a secret. One that no girl in the school knew, and certainly no teacher was in the loop on, either. A secret that Kirsten was terrified was going to come out during her punishment. But she can’t explain, at least not before they bring over the couch.”

“Oh, yeah, the couch. While you’re definitely going to get a Red Card eventually, hopefully you never have to ride the couch. I guess that’s not it’s real name, but every girl here calls it that. If you get enough Red Cards for being wet, the admins use it to really drive home the whole ‘modesty’ thing. I’ve never been on it, and I only know a few girls who have. Most girls at the school now haven’t even seen it. It’s that sort of thing that exists only in whispers and rumors.”

“Basically, it’s this padded chair that reclines. You get strapped into it with your hands above your head and a belt around your chest. Your ankles get strapped in, too. And when they recline you, your legs get hoisted up and spread real wide. Everyone in the audience would be able to see right between Kirsten’s legs. The couch also has these clamps or clips or something that they use to spread your cunt open. This way they can get between your lips and make sure they get your clit when they spank you.”

“So, Kirsten is ushered over to the couch. Well, that’s not totally true. She’s actually carried over by a couple teachers who were called from the audience. That’s how scared of the couch she was. It’s so bad that Mr. Douglas extends her punishment. Yeah, Kirsten was going to get ten spanks, but now he says that they’re going to spank her until he ‘decides she’s learned her lesson.’”

“After they get her on the couch and strapped in and reclined, they bring out the groove strap. It’s also one of those things spoken about only in rumor. Some girls call it the Devil’s Tail. It’s this piece of leather with a split at one end so it’s got like two tongues or something. And it’s supple. Super soft leather. So it’s really, really good at getting into all the tight places between a girl’s legs.”

“Mr. Douglas hands the groove strap to Mr. Carver and asks him to use it on Kirsten ‘where it’ll do the most good.’ This whole time Kirsten has been begging and screaming and pleading for them to not punish her. But Mr. Carver does. He raises his arm and snaps the strap forward and then quickly back. There’s a loud sound, almost like a starter pistol. For a moment it’s dead silent again. And then the pain hits Kirsten and she makes a noise like nothing anyone has heard before or since. It’s supposed to have been a cross between a blood-curdling scream and a choked sob.”

“Mr. Carver doesn’t wait. He swings the strap again and there’s another loud snap. And he just keeps delivering the spanks. Well, spank puts it mildly. He continues to whip Kirsten’s pussy. And she just keeps sobbing and trying to beg. But she can’t get the words out. Until she can. But just one word. You know that terrible secret that Kirsten had? She revealed it to everyone when she spoke. That single word she got out? Can you guess what it was?”

“‘Harder’. She screamed ‘harder.’ That’s right. Our little Kirsten apparently liked to spank her pussy to cum. This whole time, no one knew that she wasn’t crying because of the pain. She was crying from the humiliating prospect of cumming in front of everyone. She was wet during her punishment because the punishment that was supposed to teach her not to get turned on was turning her on. Irony, huh?”

“And boy did she ever cum. Right there in the auditorium. She just came so hard right in front of the whole school. I think she even yelled out to Mr. Carver that she was cumming and begged him not to stop. And Mr. Carver didn’t stop. I think he was just too dumb and too focused on waiting for Mr. Douglas to tell him to stop that he didn’t think of stopping on his own.

“Some girls say that Kirsten squirted when she came. Maybe. But regardless, her big secret was out. Imagine the utter despair and humiliation of being stripped, spanked, shaved, and then having the biggest orgasm of your life in front of a school that just totally and completely hates you.”

“Anyways, I don’t think Kirsten got more than one orgasm out of the whole deal before Mr. Douglas makes Mr. Carver stop. By then Kirsten’s pussy was all blotchy, red, pink, and white everywhere the strap got her. Then Mr. Douglas hems and haws over the microphone about finding Kirsten an ‘alternative punishment.’ They let Kirsten up and he gives her one final humiliation.”

“Remember Becca, the stall girl? Well, Mr. Douglas says that Kirsten is to report to Becca’s dorm in two days time for a reminder punishment, which was to consist of whatever Becca deemed fit. On top of that, Kirsten’s restriction would require her to get maintenance punishments each week from one of the girls she had bullied. And again, the sky's the limit and it’s in their dorms. Just to remind Kirsten of her new place in the pecking order. One girl a week until Kirsten had an intimate and painful encounter with every last one.

“I hear that some of those girls basically made Kirsten into a slave. Yeah, th-”

“Hey you four!” a man’s voice interrupts Kate as she speaks. Each of the three girls snaps to look at where the voice is coming from. A tall man with a muscular build in a sports coat walks toward the group.

“Oh hey, Mr. Carver. We were just talking about you,” Kate says. Judy shushes her quietly as Jane hides a smirk.

“Is that so,” he says. “Were you also talking about how this isn’t a smoking area,” he asks. Judy tries to surreptitiously put out her cigarette, but it’s clear that Mr. Carver has seen it. She gives a nervous glance to Kate who looks unamused. “What would you do if you were in my position,” he asks the group.

“I’d start by waxing my eyebrows,” Kate says plainly. Judy winces as Jane turns a little more pale.

“Alright smartalec, let’s have those panties,” he says pointing to Kate. She sighs but reaches under the hem of her skirt. Pulling the panties down, she steps out and offers them coolly to Mr. Carver. He examines for only a moment before holding them up so the group can see the dampness. “You know what happens now, Jones,” he says before twirling his finger at her. Kate rolls her eyes but still turns around, spreads her legs, and bends over at the waist.

Mr. Carver walks over to Kate and lifts her skirt up and over her waist. He then spreads her puffy pussy lips and feels all around and between them. Kate is very clearly wet, but she is also very clean shaven. After spending almost a minute feeling and touching Kate’s pussy on the outside, he inserts a finger. Withdrawing, he shakes his head. “Christ, Jones, this is the wettest pussy I’ve seen all month. You all been touching each other,” he asks, pointing at the rest of the group. Judy and Jane emphatically shake their heads. “Right,” he says sarcastically. “Let’s find out.”

“Well, come on,” he admonishes the group. “Panties off and into position, everyone.”

Judy and Jane lift their skirts and shimmy down their underwear, handing them over to the teacher for inspection. After the handoff, they join Kate in bending over.

“Hey,” Mr. Carver says, pointing at you. “Everyone means you, too.”

Kate, still bent over, sighs as she looks at you from the corner of her eye. “Welcome to Freemore, new girl.”

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