Tersnia: Economic marvel and technological power-house of the new Asian emerging markets. It's an island kingdom--a single city--with a downtown of huge glittering skyscrapers and still has rickshaws in the streets.
It also has very specific concepts of punishment and discipline.
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Sumi Dela Cruz, punishment officer, wiped the prostitute's vaginal discharge off her gloved fingers and gave the olive-skinned buttocks before her a good final slap with her duty-tawse. From the other side of the usage station she heard the girl yelp. She gave the buttocks a pat. She could see the girl's bottom and vagina thrust out through the plastic restraint. Lower down her bare feet stuck out of two holes and further up, her hands stuck out. Her face stuck out the other side.
The punishment stall would allow the "use" of her by high-dominance men. She'd be fucked on and off for the next three hours. Women of any stripe could spank or tickle. It was an unpleasant position, as was intended by the punishment. Sumi checked her widget, the Tersnia equivalent of a mobile phone.
A 3204-a was up at the top of her queue. She clicked it, accepting the ticket and straddled her electric scooter. She accelerated away from the punishment station, merging with the traffic. She tapped her ear-piece, activating her Agent.
"Alagi," she said, readying it.
"Good morning Sumi," said the female voice in her ear.
"Tell me on the 3204,"
"Reyna Chas, aged 22, social media infraction on Takr. She got reported for an insulting tweet to an established city council woman.In addition to a 6 day ban, the council woman wants her punishment streamed on her profile."
Sumi considered. "What was the tat?"
"Reyna was arguing in the comments with account jailyf23 and called the council woman a bloated sewer rat. Unfortunately for her, she tagged the council woman and jailyf23 also reported the tat."
Sumi clicked her tongue. "Well, notify Reyna I'm en-route. Tell her to be ready when I arrive."
The apartments were coded for young unmarrieds and it was a squat building at six stories. It had immaculate grounds but the building's plus-sign shape suggested communal bathrooms in the center.
Sumi checked her widget and located Reyna's apartment. It was government subsidized which meant limited privacy and according to the data, Reyna had a couple of roommates. One of which was there.
Sumi logged her arrival and went up.
The interior halls were brightly lit with printed notices every few feet concerning hygiene. Wipe your bottom from front to back, always pee after sanctioned intercourse, brush your teeth with up and down strokes, and so on. The central sections did have the communal bathrooms, she saw--and the toilets were traditional squat toilets.
She triggered the door chime. Her electronic ID on her widget would open it if she tried--but it was better to let the occupants comply. A moment, another moment--she was going to trigger it again when the door opened.
The girl had a shock of bright purple hair and a brilliant, cute smile. Her eyes fairly beamed at the sight of the disciplinary officer.
"Reyna's in her room, waiting for you!" she stepped back welcoming Sumi in. The roommate was clearly excited--Reyna's gonna get it! Sumi understood--and even approved--but she hoped the girl would be able to provide comfort to Reyna after she was done.
"She's naked and ready! I made sure she visited the bathroom this morning! Is there anything else you need? Would you like a cup of tea?"
The girl was speaking rapidly--she was nervous and had clearly taken the role of house mother--at least for this process. Sumi took her in.
"Is that the media center over there?" she pointed to the table with the computer, a game console, and, of course, the web-camera.
"Yes," the purple haired girl said. "Is that where you're going to--"
"The complainant wants the infraction's punishment streamed." Sumi said. "Can you go fetch Reyna while I set up?"
"Oh! Yes. I'm Maria." she turned and rushed off to fetch Reyna. Sumi shook her head, slightly. Reyna was either very lucky or very unlucky to have such an attentive friend. She took her bag over to the table and woke the computer system, loading custom video software from a portable data-stick.
The data stick also swept the computer for illicit pornography, illegal torrenting, and other electronic misbehavior. The AI agent would be assessing the contents. She moved the ergonomic chair over to the side and adjusted the web-cam a bit. She dragged the coffee table over to her location and fastened restraint belts over it, the cuffs at the middle. She placed a heavy duty pad on the floor . . . just in case.
She was looking at the camera's picture when Maria led a naked Reyna into the room. Reyna looked far less eager and took small steps. She looked sullen and embarrassed. Sumi was glad to see it: sullen was better than terrified. She was thinking of the little American girl she'd visited yesterday. Poor thing. Reyna was no stranger to this.
"I'm officer Sumi," she said, "and I'm going to be carrying out your punishment today." She gave the girl a faint friendly smile. The girl sourly glared at the ground.
"Sit here," she patted the ergonomic seat. "You can fold your arms right across your belly button. Maria marched the girl over and guided her into the chair. Reyna folded her arms over her stomach. Her knees were pressed tightly together. Her nipples were erect. The web-cam's picture showed her in all her naked vulnerability.
Sumi stepped over. "Open up here--" She patted a knee.
Reyna made a little noise of complaint but shifted her knee over. Sumi paused and then patted the other. "Little more."
Reyna glared up at her, but did it. The view of her sex was mostly obscured by the chair--but the viewer could see she was freshly waxed--or her body hair had otherwise been suppressed--and she was blushing. Her breasts were full--she was 'inappropriately aroused.' Good.
Sumi reached out and with a gloved hand, raised her chin slightly. "You can scowl--but you need to look at me," she instructed the girl. Reyna glowered, glanced down--but brought her eyes back. "Good girl," Sumi praised her.
It was time to start.
"You, Reyna Chas, got into an argument on social media Talkr three days ago. You called your local council woman a 'bloated sewer rat,' yes?"
Reyna gritted her teeth. She nodded faintly.
Sumi reached out and stroked a finger up her throat to her chin. "I need you to answer clearly nene," she said gently. She felt the girl swallow.
"Yes miss," Reyna said. "I . . . did."
"And you knew that the council woman was a higher caste, of course," Sumi pressed.
To her credit, Reyna blushed badly and her eyes strayed down--but came back. "Yes, miss."
Sumi nodded. "So you're going to get a spanking. This will be presented to the complainant as well as posted on your social media profiles. The girl visibly flinched and squirmed at that. She'd been pretty sure it was coming, but Sumi saw her blush deepen and her eyes widen.
"Miss--I have d-dating prospects--" she stammered softly.
"It'll help," Sumi said, her tone clipped. It would, of course--she'd have interested parties flocking to her--but that didn't make things any easier. The council woman wanted her insulter humbled--punished and remorseful. She was going to get it and the young woman before her was going to remember this for quite a while.
Sumi nodded: "Step over to the table here. Spread your legs, put your palms flat on the top next to the restraints."
The girl did--her body was going to be side-ways to the web-cam. For this part, at least, her sex would be eclipsed by her buttocks and thighs. She drew in a breath and bent forward, placing her palms flat. Her legs were about an inch apart.
Sumi rolled her eyes. She decided to add a little extra for compliance purposes.
She strode over, bringing her bag and set it on the table. She squatted and affixed one wrist with the cuffs, and then the other. The cuffs were padded and velcro closed. She pushed them carefully. They'd hold even if the girl struggled wildly.
She stood up and gently brushed Reyna's hair to the other side so the camera could see her face. She then paced back to the girl's rear and inserted a finger into Reyna's already wet and ready vagina.
The girl gave a shocked gasp, highly visible on the camera screen. Off to the side, Sumi heard Maria gasp as well.
"Open your legs wider, nene," Sumi said conversationally. She crooked her finger. The girl gave another little cry and she spread her bare feet wide--wider. "There," Sumi said, relaxing her finger. "If you close them, I'll be annoyed."
The girl gave a slight sob.
Sumi begin to rub an oil into Reyna's buttocks. The oil would tenderize and create a tingling stimulating sensation. Sumi knew some girls who used it on themselves during sex to heighten the sensations where it was applied. It would be far less welcome here. The girl sniffled, feeling a pleasant heat and increased sensitivity in the region.
Then Sumi removed a plastic applicator like a tampon. She gently slid it into Reyna's vagina, twisting and pulling so that the device was seated and a string dangled out.
"If you clench your bottom or your sex," she said, "it gives a mild rebuke." Her fingers rubbed the girl's exposed and erect clitoris briefly.
The shock-tampon was a much-hated device--almost as much as the Pull Generators. She had seen precious few girls who could sustain punishment without clenching--but as a trainer it worked beautifully. Reyna was in for a lesson!
She placed the applicator tube down and took a small tin from the bag. The paste inside caused significant irritation. It was developed from pin-worm eggs and created an insufferable itching where it was applied. She carefully spread Reyna's buttocks and took a dollop of the goo on her gloved finger and then rubbed it carefully into the bent girl's anus. She heard the girl gasp and whimper.
"What is that?" she asked, timid now.
"It is an itching cream," Sumi said, gently. "A pretty bad one--you won't like it."
Reyna gave a soft moan. Sumi smiled. She could see how this looked on the monitor, the girl's face sniffling--sobbing--tears starting. Her narrow, bare body quivering slightly. A prance of her feet--fear and humiliation rising.
She gave the girl a pat on her sex. If some of the residue of the itching ointment wound up there, it would be something else to endure. She was going to have more pressing issues, though, shortly.
From the bag she took and unfolded a rubber-sheathed switch. It was flexible and whippy. Inside was a metal spine that could be stiffened with the touch of a control on the handle. It was a wicked instrument. At its stiffest, it was a cane and would bite deeply. When the spine was relaxed, it was more of a switch which would whip across the skin.
She stepped back, observing the buttocks. Across the room, eyes huge, Maria watched. She was, Sumi saw, sympathetic to her roommate. Good. The girl would need some aftercare. She felt that Maria would be skilled in appling it.
"Now your spanking is going to begin, Reyna. I'm going to give you twenty two strokes--each will hurt. For the stroke to count, you must push your buttocks out and face the camera. I want the council woman to see your face as I deliver the punishment.
Reyna started to cry. Good. This wasn't supposed to be dignified.
"I will give you eleven strokes. There will be an eight minute break. Then you will get the final eleven. If you behave properly, that will be all."
