Corporal Punishment

Chapter Four: The Electric Lecture

They entered the science lab and Dr. Cook smiled and waved at Ms. Temis who stood at the front of the class, a severe look of displeasure on her face.

"So here is the miscreant! I appreciate your bringing her Doctor Cook. Did she give you any problems?" Ms. Temis asked.

Dr. Cook laughed. "Not really. She just spent the last hour trying to figure out the degree of slope on a triangular pyramid that she was sitting on."

Temis sneered cruelly at the still thumb to nipple bound girl. "I trust the degree was severe?"

Dr. Cook shook his head. "On the contrary, it was a light slope, much more agonizing on her I would imagine."

Temis waved her hand. "Whatever. Sit her down here in this chair." She motioned to a large wooden chair with arm rests that sat next to the tall lab table. Dr. Cook lowered Tami down, who gasped, her eyes watering as the pain of her earlier caning surged through her butt.

"That will be adequate, Dr. Cook. Thank you." Ms. Temis said as Dr. Cook released her.

"Anytime, Ms. Temis. I hope her punishment goes smoothly." Dr. Cook reached down and tilted Tami's face up. "It was a sixty five degree slope, Tami. Good penetration depth, not to mention the spread. I hope you rethink your attitudes toward the teachers, or otherwise you will end up hurting a lot more than you are right now." Dr. Cook patted her head softly and turned, leaving her to Ms. Temis.

"Well first, let's get those ridiculous strings off your tits." Ms. Temis said crossly. With a snip of a pair of scissors Tami gasped as the weight of her arms dropped free of her nipples. It took a bit more care to get the tightened little loops of each nipple, but Ms. Temis worked quietly and with care until the string came loose, leaving two dark red marks surrounding each protruding nub.

"Hmmmm…" Ms. Temis hummed, leaning back. "That worked out better than I could have hoped. Put your arms on the rests, Ms. Edwards."

Tami lifted her arms to the rests, laying them gently down on the hard wood. Ms. Temis pulled out a roll of duct tape, tearing a two foot long swath free from the spool. Tami watched almost dispassionately as the science teacher wrapped her right wrist to the arm rest. More tape secured her elbow and other arm just as tightly and Tami only began to panic when Temis actually stooped to tape her ankles and knees to the chair. Lastly Temis pulled another small strip and placed it across Tami's mouth, effectively muffling her. Tami's responding squeal was nothing more than a minor noise.

Temis turned to the class, who had been watching with interest as Temis prepared Tami, and the young teen saw that a couple of the same students who had been in her math class were also in this one. One boy near the front was wiggling his eyebrows and making the form of a pyramid with his fingers, smiling mischievously.

Temis finally stood up and turned to the class. "Today we will be discussing the terms and facts of electricity, its uses and effects." She held up a thin wand with a glass end. With a quick flick of her thumb it started to glow purple. She turned toward Tami and lowered it quickly to the girl's swollen nipple, touching the violet wand to the stretched and abused flesh.

Tami shrieked so loudly that the class was grateful her mouth was taped. She jumped wildly in the chair, her entire torso rising upward. Temis pulled the wand away and put it down. Another long stretch of tape around Tami's middle secured her to the chair and Temis reached for her wand again. Tears poured down Tami's face, soaking the duct tape on her mouth, as she shook her head violently, her brown eyes begging, pleading with Temis not to shock her again.

But the science teacher bent forward and began touching Tami indiscriminately with the wand. The class watched as Tami bucked against the restraints as the wand touched her breasts, then her underarm. Temis moved down, ramming the wand into Tami's belly before pressing it for almost a minute against Tami's clit.

Tami could do nothing to stop her, her breathing coming in desperate gasps of sucking air as she tried to breathe through the sharp pains. Temis continued downward, shocking the young teen's thighs, the backs of her knees, and then finally the soles of Tami's feet. Tami began to choke, her throat closing up and Temis rose, quickly ripping off the tape covering the girl's face, letting the tortured girl get a huge breath.

Temis put down the wand, patently ignoring the rest of the class. She picked up several small metal clamps, each shaped with tiny metal teeth and two colored wires leading away. Tami screamed, her voice almost gone, as the first clamp snapped shut on her left nipple. A second bit down on her right and Tami went ridged, her mind almost shutting down from the pain. Temis pulled a third clamp, larger with less ridges of teeth and bent between Tami's legs. In a flash, Temis had pulled the teen's clit outward, letting the pincers of the clamp close insanely tight on the girl's flesh. Tami's eyes rolled backward into her head, but she held on to consciousness.

The wires all lead to a large black box on the science table. A large black extension cord reached to the small electrical socket embedded in the basalt surface. Temis smiled, her eyes glittering with excitement as she turned the small knob on the box to setting one.

Tami gasped, her body trembled as what seemed like a desperate itch crawled over her body, but centering on her clit and nipples. At last Temis turned toward the rest of the students, explaining the difference between amps, watts, and volts. She talked of electrical pressure and electrical volume, but Tami missed it all as the young girl dealt with the crawling of her skin.

Temis turned the knob to level two and the crawling itching feeling became a tingling. Tami moaned and she sobbed once as she felt a strange sensation from her sex. A deep rush surged through her and she felt a wave of moisture seep from her slit onto the chair. The tingling spread through her loins until she could feel it even along the rim of her bottom.

Temis continued her lecture, but stopped long enough to turn the knob to level three. Tami cried out, but not in pain, as the electrical surge sparked the necessary feeling in her sex. Tami moaned, groaning and trying to pump her hips as the electrical tingling became a sharp prickly-pin feeling. Her voice smoothed into a fluid cry of pleasure.

Temis snarled and picked up the violet wand again, touching it to Tami's breast, shocking the girl back into pain. Tami looked up at Temis, her throat sore and raw from her screams. But the orgasm faded back into the pain washing over Tami.

"This is punishment, Ms. Edwards. It's not for your sexual perversions." Ms. Temis said, her voice hard and edged. The knob clicked to level four and Tami began jerking in the chair, her muscles no longer under control.

The class watched in amazement as Tami's body seemed to tremble in the chair, shaking as if some crazy puppeteer were controlling her. Her eyes had rolled into the backof her head and her teeth grit tightly together. Without warning, Temis snapped the knob to five as the class gazed on in rapture.

Tami couldn't control the convulsions as her body reacted to the electricity. She was sure, in the recesses of her mind that Temis was burning her, as the shocking pain couldn't be explained any other way. Her mouth was open in a soundless scream, her throat long before closed to prevent further damage. Her clit felt as if someone had ripped it from her body, her breasts nothing more than huge balls of pain that hung from her chest, hurting in ways she was unable to describe.

And then it was over. Everything stopped and Tami opened her eyes, looking down at her perspiration soaked body. A puddle of her juices sat between her spread legs and her flower was still leaking. She looked up, her muscles aching but no longer in pain, as the class slowly exited the room, heading toward the cafeteria.

Ms. Temis undid the clamps, and Tami groaned, biting her lip as the small pains shot through her breasts and then her loins. Ms. Temis used her scissors to cut the duct tape, freeing Tami from the chair.

"You're eating lunch in the teacher's lounge, Ms. Edwards." Ms. Temis said. "No one wants to baby sit you in the cafeteria, so you will accompany me. Get up!"

Tami struggled to her feet, surprised that her body responded to the order. She realized that she no longer hurt from the whipping she had received at the assembly, the other tortures she had endured far surpassing the minor damage the principal had inflicted upon her.

"Let's go, Ms. Edwards." Ms. Temis said, pushing the girl toward the door. Once more Tami found herself in the hall, but this time it was empty, since all the students had hurried to the cafeteria. Surely, Tami knew, the topic of conversation would be the Assembly and her three classes.