AUTOMATION

BY MASTER CHRIS
chris_mc_v@hotmail.com

[ part 4 ]

Vanessa Doral was fourteen and had entered that most rebellious of phases for a person in their teenage years. She had been to the local APC just west of Orlando twice before, once at the age of ten and once at the age of eleven but both punishments had not done much to leave a lasting impression.

This was partly the fault of her single mother who didn’t have the heart to actually send Vanessa in for punishment. In fact, only the first punishment had been organized by her Mom. It had been a straightforward paddling in private without any extras. The APC had taken the naked ten year old to the left into the private room and had quickly reduced her to tears with a hot and hard paddling to her tight buttocks.

As painful as it was, there was little embarrassment factor and only a few months later, at the age of eleven, Vanessa had been brought for a second spanking by her aunt when she was being babysat. This too was a private spanking and, although it was harder and included a strapping along the inside of her young buttocks on either side of her anus, Vanessa hadn’t learned to fear it at all. In fact, if the lack of punishment had taught her anything it was to avoid getting caught rather than trying to be better.

Vanessa was fourteen now with that blond beauty that comes from southern Floridian girls. Vanessa was already at school and Kelly, Vanessa’s Mom was just about to leave for work when the front doorbell rang.

To her shock, a pair of police officers, a man and woman were waiting for her.

For a moment, she thought the worst. Had there been a terrible accident? Was Vanessa injured? The truth was not so savory.

After coming in and sitting down, the officers told Kelly a disturbing story. Investigations into pirated music theft had turned up Vanessa as a suspect. Using they believed she had been using the school computers to download illegal music files over the Internet and had been selling the files to friends and schoolmates.

A sting operation that had concluded just the day before had proved the theory correct. They had video and computer surveillance files of Vanessa downloading the illegal files, and video and sound recordings of her selling some of these files to an undercover police officer in the school.

Vanessa was to be picked up this morning by the police for summary judgment and the officers were here only as a courtesy to tell Kelly what was about to happen to her daughter.

Kelly was shocked. She blamed herself for not being stricter. Perhaps if she had sent Vanessa more often for punishment as her sister had suggested, she would have not resorted to illegal activities.

What would happen now? She asked the officers.

They reminded her of the statutes in the Good Child Law which outlined how police officers and officers of the court could dispense punishment under certain conditions for non-violent crimes when there was a child involved. The law had reduced significantly the costs of trial and jail and the program had been tremendously successful so far in reducing recidivism. Unlike parental spankings, Kelly was informed, a police ordered spanking would include extras that could not be ordered otherwise and unlike a parental punishment, this punishment would include a repeatable aspect. Vanessa would be picked up from school this afternoon and would be brought by the police to the APC. Her school would be informed so that schoolmates could attend the punishment as spectators. There were six other schoolmates who had been implicated in the affair who would receive lesser punishments at the same time but as the ringleader, Vanessa was in for a painful and likely very embarrassing puni shment.

“The embarrassment and humiliation aspect of a police ordered punishment is mostly what sets it apart,” explained Officer Stanton, the blond female of the pair. “The pain of the punishment will last a day or so and we’ll reinforce that with two reminders with a public strapping this coming Saturday and the Saturday after that but she’ll likely remember the embarrassment of the extras she will receive for her entire life.”

Kelly’s face hardened as she realized how Vanessa had pulled the wool over her eyes.

“You have my support Officers,” she said firmly. “Perhaps this will get her onto the straight and narrow before she goes any further down a life of crime.”

The officers left the schedule of the APC information with Kelly and let her know when the punishment was scheduled to start and finish so that she could be there to bring her daughter home.

Blissfully ignorant of the events unfolding around her, Vanessa was having a pretty good day. It looked like Randy, one of the boys in her grade wanted to go out with her. He had approached her at lunch and talked about maybe seeing a movie together. Vanessa’s friends had immediately rushed around her as soon as he had moved off to eat with his friends. He was so ‘dreamy’ one of her friends said, she was sure Vanessa was the luckiest girl in school.

The afternoon had drifted along in a kind of dream, with Vanessa thinking about Randy and how exciting it would be to be kissed by him.

As the last class of the day wound to a close, Vanessa started packing up. Suddenly the school’s PA system came on. It was the voice of Mr. Andreeson, the school principal.

“May I have your attention please,” he said. “I have some disturbing news that affects several of our students.”

As he started to speak, the door of Vanessa’s class opened and two police officers walked in. Some of the students gasped in surprise. The officers moved deliberately into the class until one was on either side of Vanessa.

“Stand up Miss Doral,” said the taller of the two.

Vanessa felt her heart leap into her mouth as the officers led her out of the class with each firmly holding one of her arms.

Mr. Andreeson’s voice continued throughout the school. He described the illegal pirate ring of music downloaders and let everyone know that the seven criminals would receive their punishment that very afternoon at the local public APC. Vanessa Doral, he said, was to receive a special public punishment as the ring leader of the group.

Vanessa felt sick to her stomach. Not only was she to be punished publicly for the first time ever, the whole school now knew about it. She could reasonably expect that many of her classmates would be there to enjoy her embarrassment. Oh God, Randy himself would probably go! He wouldn’t have to wait to get to first base, he’d see her completely, utterly naked just by going to the APC! Vanessa had never felt more miserable in her life.

As she reached the front of the school escorted firmly with a hand on each arm by the police officers, she could see the other six friends she had been downloading with loaded into the back of a van altogether.

She was not put with them. As the ringleader she would be brought separately, she was told.

The car carrying Vanessa pulled into the parking lot and Vanessa could see the place was already crowded. Clearly the word of a special punishment had already gotten around. She had never witnessed such a punishment but she had heard rumors that they were the most embarrassing thing that could be done to you at the APC. No two were the same so she had no way of predicting what her particular punishment would be like. She couldn’t help starting to cry a little as she wondered what would happen to her.

The police pulled her into the reception area which was almost empty. All regular punishments had been put on hold while she and her teammates were dealt with.

There was only one preparation door open and, as the police officers led her directly to it, she could see her mother standing right by the door looking at her. Vanessa opened her mouth to speak but as she did so her Mom just shook her head sadly as she looked at her wayward daughter. Vanessa choked up with a sob. This was going to be bad.

The door closed behind Vanessa, leaving her in the preparation room alone with the APC and the dreaded punishment frame standing in front of her, waiting.

“Vanessa Doral,” the voice of the APC was a man’s and it was a firm commanding voice which did not invite anything but obedience, “you have two minutes to remove all your clothing and jewelry from your person and deposit them in the bin provided.”

Vanessa didn’t pause. She pulled her feet from her sneakers without even bothering to undo them and then pulled her socks off her feet. Strangely, the feeling of her bare feet on the cool tiled floor made her feel already naked.

Her blouse was next followed by her school skirt leaving her in only her 34b bra and her low-cut white cotton panties.

She hesitated a moment. Once she took this off, she knew she’d be naked for awhile.

“Vanessa Doral,” said the APC, “You now have one minute to complete removing all your clothing and jewelry from your person and deposit them in the bin provided.”

The voice was enough encouragement. Vanessa reached up behind her back to undo the clasp of her tight bra. The panties were off in the same motion and Vanessa dropped them both into the bin. When the APC’s voice didn’t immediately instruct her to move to the frame she realized that she must have forgotten something. Just in time she removed her watch, her rings and her earrings and dropped them too into the bin.

“Vanessa Doral,” said the voice, “Move forward to the punishment frame. You have one minute to place your feet inside the yellow circles and reach up to grasp a yellow handle with each hand.”

Vanessa moved forward slowly, her left hand was covering her pussy, the other her breasts. She could feel with her right hand how hard her nipples had become. The fear of what was to come had crinkled the pink areolas and their pencil eraser tips to hard points.

There was no avoiding it now, she knew. As much trouble as she was in, the best thing to do was to follow the instructions.

With a last wipe of the tears from her face, Vanessa stood with her feet widespread on the yellow circles. She reached up with her hands, stretching to do so and, closing her eyes, she let her hands grasp the yellow handles.

In an instant, she was immobilized. The APC had been waiting for the moment her wrists and ankles were in the right spot and it wasted no time. In 0.41 seconds, the APC had moved loops down from the top of the frame to circle her wrists and loops at the end of arms that were attached to the frame up her legs to just above her knees and additional loops on shorter arms up her feet to the level of her ankles. With a sharp puff of air much like the compressed air that was used in a car crash airbag, the loops inflated, holding Vanessa with soft non-rub inner surfaces.

The frame was almost instantly in motion. The arms moved her feet slightly further apart and the thigh loops pulled her knees open a little wider. The padded arm at the bottom of her belly and higher up at the small of her back rotated into place to hold her helplessly. The frame itself started moving forward and then took a sharp 90 degree right hand turn to move into the extras room.

Vanessa let out a little cry. She had never been inside the extras room and she didn’t know what would happen. The frame did not stop however. To her surprise, it moved directly past the extras room and into a room that was usually used only once a punishment was complete.

Vanessa’s frame turned again and she could see she was now facing a number of camera lenses. The blue wall behind her was a simple backdrop as a flash of a camera near her face took her picture. The frame pulled back and a series of flashes let her know that her entire bare naked front was being photographed. The frame turned now and several flashes let her know that pictures were being taken of her back and bare bottom.

The frame turned again and moved forward until she could see the camera lenses up close. The cameras didn’t have to move, she did as the frame moved her close up to the lens for a portrait of her face, then raised her up so that close up pictures could be taken of each of her breasts, then both breasts together then it moved slightly lower to place a lens close up to her young pubis.

Vanessa was a true blond and as is the case with many blonds, her pubic hair was very sparse. It did little to cover her labia majora and even her labia minora; the inner pussy lips; something that had caused her no small amount of embarrassment over the last couple of years. Now, she was having it photographed for who knows who to see!

The frame moved again, pulling back and rotating backwards as it did so. She could feel the frame folding, bending her knees up and out and back towards the sides of her chest as it did so. A moment later she was flat on her back looking at herself in mirrors in the ceiling. She had quite a strong tan she realized. The little bikini she had been wearing whenever she could had left a very distinct demarcation between her brown belly and her sharply white triangle of breasts and, lower down, her white triangle at her pubis with the little puff of blond hair at the middle. In this widely exaggerated spread out position, she was completely spread open and exposed. No one had ever seen her like this. The frame twisted until the cameras were looking right up between her legs.

A couple of flashes made her blush a deep red. In this lab-frog squatting/reclined position, both her anus and vagina were completely visible. Even her inner pussy lips had naturally parted to leave a view right up inside the pink and slightly wet aperture of Vanessa’s pussy. The frame moved closer and several close ups were taken of the intimate area.

With the camera shoot over, Vanessa was soon back in the vertical spread-eagled position as the frame started moving again. It turned around and moved her back into the extras room with all of its horrible instruments.

Vanessa could already feel her face blushing red from the last few minutes. ‘Who would see all those pictures?’ she wondered frantically.

The frame stopped in the middle of the room and slowly rotated in 360 degree turns.

On monitors on the walls, Vanessa could see the video of her as robotic cameras followed her movement. She knew from experience that the video from the extras area was often broadcast to the external monitors if the punishment was a public one.

“Vanessa Doral,” said the APC, “you will be held here for several minutes to await other punishments being completed.

Vanessa had nothing to do but wait with her frame turning slowly and her body on complete display.

About five minutes later, the APC was back on its schedule and Vanessa could feel her frame move forward. It stopped in front of a series of arms and once again she could feel it rotate backwards and pull her knees up and wide apart leaving her pussy and anus completely exposed.

An arm with a complex attachment on the front descended slowly to her pussy. It covered it completely and suddenly Vanessa could feel something moving around on her genitals. She couldn’t figure it out, the machine had a high-pitched whine like the tools a dentist would use. It felt like the tugging of a brush when your hair is stuck or something crawling around on her pussy. The machine moved around and then moved lower until it had traveled from her lower belly to the top of the small of her back. The feeling only lasted a couple of minutes but when the device lifted off her pussy, Vanessa gasped. She was completely bare! Her pussy hair had been removed by the robotic device so effective that it seemed as though it had never been there! It was as though she was eight years old again. It was the most humiliating thing that had ever happened to her.

The frame moved again, returned a softly crying Vanessa to a vertical, spread eagled position. Two arms moved forward now. At the end of each was a softly spinning spool with bristles. She watched with fascinated horror as they came closer and closer to her 32b breasts and the crinkled hard tips of her nipples.

Vanessa tried to shrink away from the arms but the frame was very familiar with this reaction. The spread-opened position and the padded bar at her back prevented Vanessa from moving more than an inch in any direction and the APC was able to read her body position so quickly from its many scanners that even if she could have writhed a little, the robotic arms would compensate to place their treatment to the precise millimeter where it was intended.

The rolling brushes touched first right at the bottom of Vanessa’s two breasts. She gasped. The brushes weren’t so hard as to be extremely painful but they were scraping her skin slightly as they turned at a rather high speed. She gasped again as two somewhat larger brushes touched her buttocks at the crease where they met her thighs. The four brushes moved up simultaneously, covering her entire breasts and her entire buttocks then moved down again. When they first touched her nipples, Vanessa cried out. The bristles moved right over the sensitive pink areolas and the tight nipples making them, if possible, even more erect. For five full minutes the brushes rotated over her sensitive flesh, moving up and down until both her bottom and her breasts had transformed from bright white untanned skin to bright pink sensitive skin. The brushes hadn’t been painful but what Vanessa failed to appreciate was that the action had left the now very pink skin super sensitive. The pi nk color was simply an indication that blood had rushed to the area and was now feeding her nerves over-oxygenated fuel.

The frame moved again, this time leaving her bent over facing the ground and, once again pulling her knees up and apart and forward to leave her bottom naturally parted and her pussy completely spread open.

Additional long tubular brushes now worked down one side of her buttocks, across her sensitive anus and up the other side to meet the pink area already treated. A rapidly spinning bristle covered tube moved down, along her recently denuded pussy, across her labia majora and to the perineum where it met the brush working on her groove. It took another couple of minutes until these areas too were hypersensitized.

The arms stopped now and Vanessa was returned to a vertical position but with her knees still up and wide apart, near the side of her chest. This squatting position had her still feel very vulnerable down below.

Another arm reached up from behind and below her to touch at the very center of her raw pink anus.

“Oh no, please!” she gasped but the APC cared nothing for her pleas. The arm had a plastic device at the end of it which oozed shiny lubricant. The tip of the device was very small and Vanessa’s clenching sphincter was helpless to prevent its entry. It widened slowly and the movement was continuous as it slowly inserted itself a full 5 inches into the bowels of the now crying fourteen year old. By the time the last inch was inserted, the device was an inch across and kept Vanessa’s anus fully stretched.

Vanessa had heard of anal punishments of course, but there were so many variations of what the APC could do, she had no idea what was going to happen to her.

She felt a sensation deep inside her belly, somewhere behind her belly button. It was warm, gooey and didn’t seem to be stopping. It took her a minute or two to realize that the device was pumping something deep, deep into her body.

A minute or two later, the device stopped and retracted out of the young girl, leaving her in the spread open position. Vanessa felt an urgent need to go to the bathroom.

“Please,” she pleaded. “Please, I need to go to the bathroom real bad!”

“Vanessa Doral,” said the APC, “you will evacuate your enema in your current position.”

Vanessa sobbed. She couldn’t believe she was expected to perform her most intimate act right here in front of the APC.

The APC was patient and knew almost to the second how long the child would be able to hold on. With a cry, Vanessa could no longer wait and the liquid deep in her bowels exploded out of her to the waiting grill down below. Water jets quickly cleaned the drain area of the floor below here and once she was done, a soft water spray cleaned her off. Another touch at the center of her anus let her know she was not done. The nozzle moved again, this time much deeper into her body, stretching her anus to a full 1 and a half inches and again, Vanessa felt even more liquid being pumped even deeper into her.

The nozzle pulled out and the APC waited patiently. It didn’t have to wait long. Broken now, Vanessa didn’t even resist when the urge came. With it’s multi-method sensors, the APC analyzed the consistency of the water streaming out of Vanessa’s bottom and determined that her colon had been thoroughly cleaned out.

As the last of the liquid poured from her, Vanessa was in tears. She was alone in the room with the APC and its various devices but she had never felt more exposed and more displayed than at this moment. Even her most private body functions were no longer in her control and the feeling of the liquid being injected deep in her rectum had her feeling sensations deep up her belly.

The APC frame was in motion again and Vanessa soon found herself rotated backwards with her face up towards the mirrors. Clearly the APC wanted her to see what was coming next.

A new white metal arm was moving upwards slowly between Vanessa’s widespread thighs. It looked like an egg perched on the end of a one inch wide and ten inch long cylinder. The egg moved closer and closer until Vanessa could see it was quickly spinning itself. Which hole was it going into? Vanessa wondered.

The egg was lowered until it was just above her virgin fourteen year old pussy and came close enough that Vanessa’s started to whimper in fear. The APC however, had different plans. The egg moved lower and lower until it was spinning a couple of millimeters from her already sensitized raw pink anus. With a firm thrust forward, the device made contact and thrust firmly through the sphincter muscle, embedding itself to the widest point in the egg in Vanessa’s already weakened anus.

The teenage girl cried out in shock. The egg was still rotating rapidly and Vanessa couldn’t even describe the cascading sensations from her stretched orifice. The egg was a brilliant piece of engineering. It felt absolutely smooth and the shock of entry had children penitents focus only on that but the rapidly spinning device was not completely smooth and every second it was in contact with the delicate flesh, it was making it more irritated. The egg paused its forward motion, spinning with its widest circumference stretching the very entrance to the anus before it moved deeper. The egg had a ten inch arm allowing it a total of almost thirteen inches of total penetration but it needed only eight inches to reach as far as it needed to in the young girls rectal canal.

With each spin slightly irritating the inner membranes, the egg now began its second function, releasing a thin film of ointment over those newly sensitized membranes as it slowly retreated until Vanessa’s rectum and anus were fully covered in the ointment.

Vanessa was so relieved to have the egg out of her body the sensation of the heating ointment was hard to notice. Before she could really assess the full range of the egg’s effects, another arm was making its way towards her anus. This time, the device was a little larger but much shorter. A rectal plug with a wide center piece and a thick neck held the anus widely stretched and thoroughly blocked any accidental release by Vanessa’s bottom.

With the plug now firmly in place, Vanessa was finally rotated to the vertical ‘traveling’ position with her arms and legs outstretched. The end of the rectal plug was still with her and the arm holding it was now attached to the moving frame. The plug would serve to keep her lower body even more still as her punishment continued.

The frame had turned now and returned a crying Vanessa back to the initial room where she had first removed her clothes. The plug felt so strange in her, spreading her bottom hole wide open. There was something else too. It was as though there was still something moving deep in her bum. What was that? The frame paused a moment as though waiting for something.

Vanessa barely noticed that the frame had stopped. The sensations deep in her rectum were now making her try to squirm. She pulled at her wrists. She had to reach down to her bottom right now! The heat being built up in her body was cumulative and only a few seconds later, her crying changed pitch to a desperate wail.

“Owwww! Please, take it out!” she cried desperately.

Every moment of squirming, just served to twist her further on the rectal plug held deep in her body and the ointment rubbing against the plug delivered even more irritation.

The APC had no intentions of removing anything just yet of course. It still had her main punishment to perform and it paid no attention to the pleading of children.

The doors in front of Vanessa swung open and the sobbing, wailing teenaged girl now found herself pulled on the frame naked and spread open for her friends, classmates, neighbors and relatives to see. A loud cheering applause broke out from the crowd. They had been waiting for her to emerge. Vanessa had been trying not to think about it, but she knew in an instant that everyone in this audience had been able to follow her extras punishment on the large video monitors throughout the APC.

Vanessa’s frame rotated slowly as she was moved all by herself in a grand parade around the public APC area. There seemed to be hundreds of people there, all clearly able to see her naked, just-shaved body with a thick plug holding her anus wide open.

Vanessa’s tears were non-stop so it was hard to focus on individual faces but the overall effect of being so exposed was devastating. She would not feel fully clothed for months from this moment and reminders of this precise feeling would remain with her all of her life.

As Vanessa started to soak in the scene around her, she could already see there were six frames in place, turning in place. Each frame held one of her friends, now completely naked and obviously freshly punished. Her four girlfriends had beet red bottoms with angry red marks up the inside of each thigh. As Carole, the friend closest to her was turned around, she could see even Carole’s freshly shaved pussy had been punished. It too was dark red and Carole had tears streaming down her face.

Vanessa’s frame moved further and she could now see that her friend Joe, who had taught her how to download music was also completely naked and completely shaved. Not only were his buttocks and inner thighs punished but something had been done also to his penis. Vanessa struggled to focus as she saw his penis for the first time. She gasped. It was much thicker than she had imagined and it was at the moment both dark red from some kind of whipping or spanking and it was fully erect.

Vanessa’s frame now moved to the forward central area where she could see she was surrounded by throngs of people eager for a close up view. Her frame made a final 360 degree turn, letting her see that her mother and her aunt were front stage, getting a bird’s eye view. To her horror, her new friend Randy was there too, his eyes were wide, looking Vanessa up and down in a view he had imagined only in his darkest fantasies.

The frame came to halt with a final clunk and Vanessa felt herself being bent over. Her feet were pulled a little wider apart, head lowered and her bottom stretched hard and pushed up until it was at the perfect height. Even the plug in her bottom tilted slightly to angle her bottom perfectly for the punishment she was about to receive.

There was a pregnant pause and the room quieted down until Vanessa’s soft sobbing could be heard by everyone.

As she waited, crying at the burning sensations and the deeply humiliating experience, two arms were rising slowly on either side of her bright pink buttocks rubbed to sensitivity by the brushes in the extras room. At the end of each was a thick supple leather strap. The black leather of each of the straps was polished smooth by the application across many young buttocks such as Vanessa’s.

With a flash, first one, then the second arm twisted, moving their straps in a wicked flash. The first strap arrived with a deafening crack on her left buttock and before Vanessa could react, the second had landed on her right. The straps pulled back leaving bright red squares. Vanessa was gasping in air for a shrieking cry which exploded out of her as the straps descended again.

Over and over, they fell, moving in one inch increments until both buttocks were swollen red and Vanessa was out of breath from crying so hard.

It had been almost ten full minutes of strapping before they paused.

The frame rotated Vanessa slowly in a circle, letting everyone see the devastating effects of the strapping. After a full turn, she was slowly raised to a standing position, spread-eagled once again. The frame continued to arch backwards until she was spread and bowed slightly back with her chest and pubis thrust forward by the bar at the small of her back and even the plug in her bottom, pushing her pelvis forward.

Three new arms raised now, each with a thinner flexible leather strap attached. There were arms on either side that Vanessa looked at with horror. The third though was terrifying. It was situated between her legs.

The straps all moved simultaneously. The top straps each caught a tight breast right across the nipple, the lower one straight up the middle of her pussy, running right up between her puffy labia and striking just above her spread open clitoris. Vanessa shrieked anew with the burning sensations of the straps hitting her most sensitive spots. The straps were in continuous motion, sometimes striking altogether, some times individually. The front-strapping went on for almost ten minutes until her pussy, and all of her breasts had turned from just-rubbed pink to angry red. Her nipples were dark red and even her clitoris had been struck several times, eliciting a sharp scream each time the leather tip caught her there. The punishment had caused the blood-engorged nub of nerves to erect fully, pushing out of its protective hood and making itself even more susceptible to punishment.

The punishment had been extensive and painful but the APC had another thorough dose of humiliation to deliver.

As soon as the front strapping was over, Vanessa was turned a couple of times still spread wide so everyone could see the effects. It took a few minutes until Vanessa could think coherently again. The pain in her breasts, her pussy and her bottom throbbed. As the sharp pain lessened somewhat, the sensation of the thick plug in her bottom and the heating ointment deep in her rectum made itself known again and Vanessa cried continuously as she was turned in circles for people to see.

The APC waited until it knew it could get Vanessa’s full attention again. This time the frame rotated forward and pulled Vanessa’s knees and thighs wide apart again until her knees were almost beside her breasts. Facing completely downwards, this left anyone behind her with a complete spread-open view of her plug-filled anus and her widespread pussy lips.

Vanessa could feel the plug in her bottom finally moving. It pulled out of her bottom and descended into the floor as another arm came up beneath her. Vanessa gasped as she saw it. The arm’s tip was a multi-bump plug of white plastic. Each bump was a different size. The first was only a half-inch across and the largest almost two inches. The last two bumps of the six on this device were about one inch across..

The plug moved up to take the place of the plug that had just left her. Vanessa’s bottom was much too tired to resist the first two bumps that pushed into her. The next two however were harder and she gasped as the widest part of each one was inserted. She barely heard the clapping of the crowd as each bump was pulled into deep into her rectum by her stressed sphincter muscle. With four bumps in her body, Vanessa was rotated to a vertical position with her knees still spread wide beside her. No part of her body was hidden to the crowd now.

Another arm pulled up to Vanessa’s widespread pussy. She was still crying freely from the punishment she’d received so far when she felt the device at her pussy touch her erect and sore clitoris. The device was delicate and designed in such a way that everyone could see the tiny arms pull her clitoris fully from its hood before touching it was a vibrating rubber finger.

Vanessa gasped in shock at the sensation. She lurched as the APC touched her hyper-sensitive clitoris and as it did so, the plug in her bottom moved too, pushing the fifth and then sixth plug into her helpless bottom.

The plug continued to move, now pulling itself out slowly until the last two bumps were outside her once again. Reversing direction again, and the bumps were once again moving into her.

It didn’t’ take long.

With the immense amount of stimulation the young girl had already received, the vibrating finger on her clitoris and the bumps slowly moving in and out of her anus brought Vanessa to the very edge of her first public orgasm. The APC knew the exact moment.

Just as the first throes of the orgasm struck, the plug in her bottom shifted again. With a large squeeze, Vanessa felt her rectum filling with more of the heating, irritating lotion. The plug thrust a little deeper into her and the last ball, up until now quite manageably small suddenly inflated in size deep in her bottom seating itself deep in her. The vibrating pad on her pulled back for a moment and the tiny arms on three sides of her clit pushed the hood back even further. A large dollop of the ointment squirted onto the reddened button before the pad returned vibrating hard to bring Vanessa to a panting orgasm in front of everyone she knew. It was without doubt the most embarrassing moment of her life.

The end of her punishment was not far off now. Hanging limply from the frame, exhausted she was turned for people to see before being brought back for more pictures in her now punished state; the ‘after’ pictures that would become both part of her permanent record and an album that her mother would start for her at home.

The plug was also left deep in her as she left in the thin punishment gown as her only garment. Her mother would deflate it in the morning.

The next day, it was a deeply changed girl who got up from bed. Before she even had breakfast, she had to ask politely for her mother to remove the plug and promised to be more obedient and a better person. She could prove how obedient she was on Saturday, her mother said when she’d be back at the APC for the first of two reminder strappings.