From: uthur@aol.com
Subject: The Sentence, Part One
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THE SENTENCE by Uthur
Part One
At first glance, the sentence didn't seem to be that severe. But the evil grins on the guards told a different story. As Steve was led off to the cells, the judges booming voice echoed in his head. "Level 3 plus" appeared to be mid-range on the punishment scale of 1 to five. But the word "plus" was an obvious concern to Steve as he faced his sentence.
The New Order had taken over the country and with the takeover, a new judicial system ruled the land. Crimes, even minor ones, were severely punished. The point of the new punishments was not to "redeem" the offender, but to make the punishment so horrible that the crime would not be repeated. In the words of the New Order, "discomfort" was the guiding factor in the penal system. This discomfort could be either mental anguish or embarrassment up to and including physical discipline and pain.
Steve thought that his crime had been relatively minor. The open window with the curtains pulled back proved to be just to alluring, particularly with beautiful lady removing her clothes in plain view to all those who passed by on the street. Steve just couldn't help but stop and stare. But when she turned around and saw Steve looking her window, the story changed dramatically. Her shrill screams brought the police and resulted in his arrest as a peeping Tom.
While the exact punishments were supposed to be a secret, everyone new what Level 1 and Level 2 consisted of. They were designed to embarrass more than hurt the criminal and were given out for minor violations, such as parking tickets and the like.
Level 1 punishment consisted of spanking, over the clothed bottom, of the offender. The actual punishment wasn't that severe, but the embarrassment that resulted from an adult being placed across the knees of an official and spanked provided good results. Level 1 punishments were accompanied by lectures on how foolish the offender must feel and the like.
Level 2 punishments were more severe in nature. In addition to receiving a Level 1 spanking, the offender would have their bottom bared and receive a very sound spanking. The poor offenders bottom would be bright red for days and sitting would be very uncomfortable. These spankings would be for an indeterminate period of time, but would last until the offender was kicking and crying and showing suitable signs of remorse.
The punishments beyond Level 2 were never discussed. While there were rumors of what they might consist of, there were few hard facts. It was known that those who underwent them very seldom repeated their offenses.
Medical staff were called upon to perform the punishments. Often these people would consist of hospital orderlies and nursing staff. Medical personnel were used to insure that no "unnecessary damage" were to occur during the "treatments" as they were called. For the most part, the medical staff didn't support the system, but out of fear they complied with the orders.
Steve spent much of the night awake. He heard groans from the down the cellblock that kept him awake. The rumor on the tier was that someone had been subjected to Level 5 punishment that day. He worried what the next day would bring to him.
At 6:00 the next morning the guards came for Steve. He was not fed breakfast, but was quickly taken to a "session center." The "session center" was a room where the punishments would be given. Inside of the room there was a medical examining table equipped with stirrups. An I.V. stand stood near the base of the table. Two chairs were present, both with the arms removed. A low locked cabinet was ominously set in the corner. Overhead, a bright examining light glared upward towards the ceiling. A small toilet was one corner of the room. It was a bleak sight for Steve's eyes.
Steve sat only for a few seconds when a nurse entered the room. She was beautiful and had a well proportioned body. Her short skirt set off her long, slender legs. She was not what Steve expected at all. Her voice was not rough, like the guards, but was soft and sensuous. As she sat down, she motioned for Steve to sit in the other chair.
She quickly looked at Steve's file and sighed. The nurse informed Steve that she would be his "proctor" today and would be in charge of his discomfort. Steve began to squirm in his chair as the nurse told Steve that her name was Sue. Sue informed Steve that everything that took place was being recorded. She further informed Steve that would receive full measure for his offenses. While Sue could not alter the "discomfort" that Steve would face, she advised him that if he cooperated he would not receive extra punishment for his lack of cooperation.
Sue's voice was firm, but it had a sensual quality to it. Steve though that if the circumstances were different, he would be highly aroused by her.
Sue informed Steve to remove all of his clothing except his underpants and to put on what appeared to be a hospital gown. Steve complied, but now his nervousness was beginning to show. What was going to happen to him?
Sue moved her chair to the center of the room. As she sat down, her skirt moved up and showed her nylon covered legs. A faint smile crossed her face as she motioned for Steve to come over and stand next to her. Steve nervously approached the chair and stood on Sue's right hand side. With an amazingly firm grip, Sue grabbed Steve's arm and pulled him over her lap.
Steve began to blush as Sue spoke in her soft sexy voice. "Now don't you feel stupid laying over my lap like some misbehaved little boy?" she asked as she began to softly rub Steve's upturned butt. Steve began to stammer a response when he suddenly felt a hard slap on his ass. "I don't want to hear your excuses. You will only answer me when I tell you to answer. Otherwise, I want you to be quiet and take your session well," she tartly responded. Steve was shaken, but he laid across her lap motionless and without word. Sue went on, "You have been sent here to feel discomfort, and by the end of our session you will be very uncomfortable. Your sentence is open ended, that is, I must give you Level 3, but anything above that is up to my discretion. I guarantee you will be sorry for having ended up here."
All the time she spoke, she was rubbing Steve's cloth covered bottom. A first Steve felt slightly aroused by it all, but he was still nervous. Sue continued to speak,"Your first punishment will be Level 1. This consists of you receiving a spanking like a little spoiled brat over my knee. While you may not think that this is severe and will cause you much discomfort, I guarantee it will. Because a video tape of this will be sent to 10 of your best friends and co-workers. They will see you here, over my knee, getting your backside swatted. While this may not be physically painful, the ridicule you will face in several days will be more than enough to cause you squirm."
With those words, she began to spank Steve's butt. The blows weren't all that hard, but they caused a loud "SMACK" when they landed. Sue continued to explain how Steve's friends would laugh seeing him in this predicament and being subjected to a silly spanking. Sue continued to deride Steve as she methodically spanked his butt. After about 75 swats, she stopped and began to rub his ass again. "How are we doing Steve?" she inquired. "Is your bottom a little sore? That's nothing compared to what it will be by the time you leave today." With those words she helped Steve stand up. Steve just stood there, silent, with his head bowed downward.
Sue stood up and said, "You were sent here because you like to look at naked women, is that right Steve?" Steve stood silent before her. "Well my little peeping Tom, how do you like the looks of this?" said Sue as she began to remove her dress. Sue was more beautiful than Steve imagined. She was wearing a small lace bra and panties. Her nylons were held up by a sexy garter belt that encircled her small waist.
Steve stood dumbfounded. But he could feel a stirring in his underwear. Sue slowly turned around and said, "Is this what you like to see? Does this excite you?" she said in a low sexy voice. As Steve began to answer he felt her firm hand on his member. "Oh, I can see that you like me. I can feel that you're getting hard. That's not good Steve, we have ways of correcting this and you just may find out what they are."
With that statement Sue grabbed and squeezed Steve's cock and balls. Steve grimaced as the level of discomfort increased. Sue sat down on the chair. She sensuously reached under his gown and began to rub his legs and cock. Then she reached up under the hospital gown and quickly pulled down Steve's underwear. Sue motioned for Steve to kneel and when he was in position she said, "I don't like whiners." She then took Steve's underwear and turned them inside out. Then in a practiced action, she grabbed the back of Steve's hair and directed him to open his mouth. With a remarkably firm grip, she forced the crotch of Steve's underwear into his open mouth. Pushing and shoving it into his mouth to form an effective gag. "This will help keep you quiet for our next phase," she said.
Grabbing the top of his head, Sue placed Steve over her lap once again. She reached over and opened the lower tie on his hospital gown and exposed his naked butt to the air. Steve began to blush, and a new set of worries ran through his mind.
She began to rub his butt in a soothing fashion as she mentioned that his bottom was pink. Her hands wandered between his cheeks and down to his cock and balls as she intoned that his behind would soon would be bright red to match his face.
After a what seemed like several minutes of caressing his ass, Sue landed the first blow to Steve's bottom. A loud "WHAP" sounded throughout the room as Steve jumped slightly under the blow. The blow caught Steve by surprise and the sting was much stronger than the previous blows he withstood. Sue remarked, "If you jumped at that, I hate to think what you will do when I really get down to business." She went on, "By the time I let you up your bottom will be well spanked and red. Tears will fill your eyes and your yelps of pain will come out as muffled cries as you chew on your own dirty underwear."
Steve was worried now and he knew he was in for a rough going. But with his member rubbing against her legs, he continued to be slightly aroused by the entire process. Sue stated, "You may think that all bare spankings are alike, well you're definitely wrong. Where I place the blows can greatly determine your discomfort level." With those words, she raised her hand and let it quickly fall onto upper part of Steve's left cheek. A "SLAP" could be heard when the blow fell. "You see, if I hit you here, on the upper part of your bottom, the pain is not as bad as if I hit you here," she said as she landed a second blow to lower part of his right cheek. The second blow caused Steve to flinch a bit. " And," she continued, "If I aim my blows here they can really hurt, don"t you think Steve?" A third blow landed on Steve's upper thigh and caused his leg to kick a bit.
Steve was worried now. He was embarrassed by being in this position over a beautiful girls lap as she smacked his bare ass with her hand. He was also concerned about the pain he would feel as the punishment went on. The last two blows really hurt his tender bottom.
Sue continued as she rubbed his naked butt and reached between his legs and gave his balls a little squeeze and twist, "I will spank your bottom until I feel you a sorry for what you did. I intend to cause you considerable discomfort both now and when you sit down in the future. If you want to avoid more severe discomfort, I advise you to take your beating like a man."
With that she began to smack Steve's bottom. She started slowly at first, alternating the blows from high to low and from one cheek to the next. As the spanking went on, she increased the speed and began letting several blows fall on the same spot. Little yelps came through Steve's gag and his butt began to dance over Sue's gartered thighs. About every 25 swats, Sue stopped and rubbed Steve's ass. Her hands often wandered down between his thighs as she teased his cock and balls.
Finally, after one particularly hard blow, Steve reached a hand back to protect his exposed bottom. Immediately Sue pushed Steve off her lap onto the ground and looked at him with a sorry expression. In a soft low voice she announced, "That was a mistake. Your actions to protect yourself will force me to make you highly uncomfortable. I have no choice in this matter as everything is captured on film. But I hope you take your punishment better in the future."
Steve looked up at her with tears in his eyes. His bottom was red and sore and the gag in his mouth tasted awful and was wet with saliva. Sue must have taken pity on Steve as she took his hands and fastened them together with several wraps of adhesive tape. "This should take care of that problem for a while," she stated.
Sue then directed Steve across her lap again. As she moved his hospital gown to expose his backside she noticed that his bottom was now bright red from the spanking. Slowly she began to massage his bottom occasionally rubbing between his legs and teasing his balls. I think I have just the thing to make you really squirm. Steve could hear Sue putting on a pair of rubber gloves. He then heard the screw cap of jar open and little giggle from Sue's lips. A strange, but familiar odor filled the room. He felt her gloved hand roam over his sore backside as she pried open the red cheeks of his ass. Then he heard her say, let's see if we can put some fire in the ass of yours. With that, Steve felt her grease covered finger enter his ass. It seemed at once that his cornhole was on fire and he began to squirm as she reamed his hole and fucked it with her finger. "How do you like a little Vicks up your ass?" she asked as Steve just laid there wiggling his ass in a futile attempt to avoid the fire that had been injected up his butt.
Then, without warning, she began spanking him again. But rather than slow, methodical swats, she hit him rapidly and hard. Steve soon was moaning through the gag and his legs were kicking in pain. His whole body lurched as the blows rained down on his reddened bottom. As the blows continued tears flowed down his cheeks and his body convulsed as the swats roamed at will over his bottom. Some of her swats hit viciously on his thighs causing bright red marks.
Then she stopped and brought her patient upright. Steve's bottom was red from the top of his cheeks on down to the middle of his thighs. He grimaced in pain as the fire in his butt was slow to be extinguished. Sue grabbed the gag from his mouth and listened to his sobs. She then stated, "I know your bottom must really be sore, and you must really hate me, but I am only doing my job. If I didn't do it, they would find someone else, possibly who would be worse. In a week or two you will be as good as new and, so far, I haven't done any permanent damage to you." The words, "so far" stuck in Steve's mind. He thought to himself, "If this is Level 2, what is Level 3?"
He didn't have long to wait. Quickly, Sue grabbed him by the balls and led him over to the examination table. There, she directed him to lay down and to put his feet up in the stirrups. Steve complied, but his bottom raged with pain, especially where the top of his cheeks came in contact with the table. Steve began to worry what was next. In fact, he began to shake in nervousness. As Sue began to fasten him to the table with straps and rope she ask him, "Are you afraid of what is next?" Steve nodded his head. "You should be," was her reply. While she was fastening his hands she bent over Steve and gave him a sensuous kiss on the neck and whispered in his ear, "I really like the next part of your discomfort." Steve dreaded what would come next.
After he was secured on the examination table, Sue opened and pealed back his hospital gown up to his waist. Steve felt completely helpless in this position as he thought to himself how exposed and vulnerable a woman must feel during an examination.
Sue stood down at the bottom of table and began once again to rub Steve's red bottom. But this time she let her hands roam over his balls and cock and shortly Steve was fully erect. Then she began to speak.
It is widely known in the outside world what Level 1 and 2 punishments consist off. While you will receive an extra measure of discomfort for trying to protect yourself, you have basically come through these two levels rather well, although it may be some time before you can sit again.
Now your punishment is up to me. Your sentence is for Level 3 plus. That means that I can punish you as I desire up to and including Level 5, if necessary. I am now going to describe what levels 3, 4, and 5 involve. I would suggest that you mentally prepare yourself for completing Level 5. One other thing, the exact nature of these Levels is to be kept secret from the masses. If ever you reveal what takes place from now on, it is an automatic sentence for Level 6, and while Level 6 extends for days, no one has yet to return to society to tell of its horrors.
Sue walked over to the cabinet in the corner of the room. There she unlocked the bottom doors and removed a big red two quart enema bag and tube. Steve looked in horror as she walked over to the sink. As she began to run the hot water in the sink, she reached into a cabinet and took out a bottle of soap. Steve groaned as he watched her squeeze some soap in the waiting enema bag. He quickly turned away as he heard the water gurgle into the bag and then he had to look. Bubbles from the bag squirted out of the top as the bag filled with water. Then when it was full, Sue attached the top to bag, closed the clamp, and began to approach the examination table.
As she laid the filled enema bag on Steve's stomach she said, "Level 3 consists of abdominal anguish. You see how full the bag is? Can you see how it bulges? In a very short period of time you will be bulging just as large with it's hot, soapy contents. This is the part I like. I love seeing a mans bright red butt squirm as the solution flows in their ass and their face contorts as the cramps rage. Most men will be crying like little babies before half of the solution has emptied from the bag. They cry, they plead, but they will take it all, and maybe more. You will be no different. I am going to stick that nozzle up your ass and open the clamp. I will watch you squirm, plead and feel the discomfort. And, by the way, if you have any thoughts about leaking or releasing the contents of your poor miserable guts before I tell you, there are two more bags waiting in the cabinet for your repeat performance.
You will then be released from your awkward position and forced to stand by the toilet for 10 minutes. If you empty yourself before I allow you to, I have the option of repeating the treatment, with more solution, whipping you more severely, or going directly on to Level 4 or 5 punishments. I get a real kick out of seeing men plop down on the toilet seat ready to dump their loads only to have the fire from their butts propel them upwards again. I really puts them in a quite a quandary, as you will see. Steve began to shiver with fear.
As I stated, I have the option of going onto to Level 4 punishment. "Would you like to know what Level 4 consists of?" she inquired. Steve could not answer, but he meekly shook his head yes. "I thought you would," she replied.
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