Chapter 11
You had to relieve yourself and found a bathroom down a short hall around the
corner. Luckily your chain was long enough to permit you to travel that far. On
the way back to the sink you saw a open door and peered inside. It resembled a
bland bedroom.
Back at the sink you made progress on the stack of pans but there were so many
they took a long time to complete. When you finally finished you sat on one of
the chairs. When the door opened again you stood up and waited for whomever. It
was the woman again, she carried a small black purse with her.
She approached you and was surprised that you had finished all the dishes
saying, "You have done a good job, no rewarded though." "You'll be punished now
for you insulting my friends."
Opening her bag she pulled out a black cloth and after stretching it out it
looked like a standard brassiere. Her hand disappeared again and out came two
large white pieces of thin rubber. They had a rounded shape to them but when she
held the out they also had a conical shape to them. You saw many silver round
stud on the outside but on the inside you saw that those studs had sharp pins,
very short like tacks. The woman had you put the bra on very loosely so it
barely hung on.
Then she said, "You now have to bend over and hang your breasts down, while I
push these pads inside the cups." "Then I can tighten the straps in back for a
perfect fit."
You realized that your breasts would be pierced by those sharp tacks and
immediately asked, "Why are you doing this to me, I did everything those men
asked me to do!"
The woman stopped what she was doing and commanded you in a very stern voice,
"You'll not ask why again, if I tell you why that is my prerogative." "Now for
some discipline to make you remember that I am in charge of everything you do,
say and think." "Stand up straight and spread your legs wide." "Close your eyes,
lean back your shoulders and use your hands to open your pussy really wide."
You began to weep but forced your shoulders back and used your fingers to spread
your pussy.
You listened for anything and could only tell that she went back into her bag
for something. Then something stung your pussy rapidly three times. It almost
made you lose balance, she had some sort of electrical shock applied right
between your fingers to the wet flesh of your twat! Your scream echoed in the
room.
She said, "That was for your comment, this next one is to remind you not to do
it again." Once more your pussy felt a sting of electricity that burst
throughout it and made you open your eyes and see white on the ceiling. Then it
was over.
"Stand bent over now and get ready for the punishment bra!" The woman commanded.
You bent over again wishing that you had not made any remarks and vowing not to
make that mistake again. The bra cup under your one breast was pulled down to
facilitate the entry of the round rubber thing and when it was placed inside the
woman slowly let the bra cup back up making sure that one tack was able to
penetrate directly into your nipple. It felt terrible, but she went to the other
right away and prepared that cup too. After both cup liners had been placed and
she ensured a tack was already aimed into your nipples she began to tighten the
back strap of the bra.
She also adjusted the shoulder straps saying that if they slide loose the cups
could shift and the tacks might scrape the skin instead of stay in place. Once
the bra was tight she told you to stand upright.
There was only one way to describe the pain you felt as your heavy flesh pushed
itself into those cups, and that word was like a bunch of wasp stings.
The woman said that you would have to wear that bra while sleeping, and that it
was late so she was going to take you to your bedroom where you would sleep.
She walked past you and went down the short hallway you found the bathroom in.
When she got to the bedroom she went in first and said, "Here is the bed, will
not be permitted to use it, I will." "You will have to sleep underneath it in a
large drawer I have specially made."
Your heart dropped when she said that, and pushed you way back from the bed. A
strap that was attached to the side board of the bed was pulled, and the bottom
of the bed slid out from under it easily. The bottom of the bed did resemble a
large drawer with sides, front and back. Just a large box, well not really
because the bottom of that box had two metal bands on the bottom, and the ends
had holes in them.
The woman was excited and showed you what the purpose of the holes was. "See we
can lift the top half of the wood side and place your wrists inside, then we
place the piece back and you have to remain locked in all night." The foot area
had larger holes for your legs. She said, "There is one last thing that I love
about this bed, but we'll wait til you are tucked in to show you."
She pushed you into the drawer and when you were kneeling she had you bend
forward and lay on you chest! Oh the pressure of that bra and tacks on your
breasts was incredibly painful. She pulled your wrists and placed them in the
holes. You had thought all along that you would lay on your back. She took your
ankles and put them in the other holes and replaced both pieces of wood securing
you in tightly.
She seemed so excited when she said, "Now for the best part!" She took something
from a dresser and came back to you, she pushed a long rubber thing into your
pussy and explained that it would "Ensure you had something to do all night
long."
She began to close the drawer partly but stopped saying, "I will be sleeping
right above you, and listening to you if you complain." "The metal band carries
a little electricity and the bra is thin enough that it should jump into those
tacks and then into your flesh!" "The rubber dildo inside you had those sensors
hat the prison just marketed, so that I can tell when you squeeze on it." "The
dildo is connected to the metal strap under your breasts." "If you want less
electricity, you'll have to squeeze the dildo." "Just wait and see how it
works."
"One last thing before I close the drawer, the punishment bra is an option only
used on non-lactating women." "The dildo is also only used on non-lactating
women." "Because it changes the body permanently the prison has to give the
prisoner a choice whether or not to be made into a lactating woman." "There are
visits required to a local medical practitioner who can make that happen without
pregnancy." "Because the size of the breasts increase so much there are some
benefits to lactation while in prison too." "We'll discuss that tomorrow, good
night." The drawer you were in moved closed and everything went totally black.
Your brain was firing thoughts through its synapses rapidly while you tried to
move your head into a comfortable spot. You felt heat building up under your
sensitized breasts and then realized that it was electricity she had spoken of.
The heat steadily increased until it was more pain that the prickling of those
tacks and every breath hurt. Your chest grew hot making you think you were
cooking alive when you remembered her comment about the dildo and squeezing it.
You concentrated on just that and when you did, the heat diminished instantly.
When you relaxed your pussy muscles the heat began anew.
So you began to squeeze and squeeze until you had gotten the heat down to less
than the pain from the pins. Alternatively the heat increased and you were able
to control it by yourself. Any motion on your upper body caused those pins
create agonizing pain but you slowly grew numb to it and soon only the heat at
its worst bothered you. Sleeping was difficult because of the heat and you
alternating its level by squeezing. You had to submit to that torture all night
long. You even experienced a few shuddering orgasms because of your pussy
muscles efforts. Thank goodness no one could see them. Such was your first night
under prison control.
When the drawer was opened you still laid on your breasts and abdomen, and your
arms felt numb from having to be held still so long. During the sleepless night
you kept blood flowing through your legs by tensing and relaxing those muscles.
But your neck and back were very stiff.
"This morning we will begin with what will eventually be a daily ritual." The
woman said, as she struck you with a whip on your buttocks.
Pain fired into your cheeks and you tried futilely to move. That was impossible,
and you could only lay suffering as your ass and thighs were reddened. The
whipping continued up your body until it reached your shoulder blades. Then the
woman removed the boards holding your wrists and ankles captive. She told you to
get up, and you noticed there were wires running from the rubber piece inside
your pussy to the edge of the drawer. She said to leave the rubber thing inside
you but she disconnected the wires.
"Make my bed, close your drawer, then meet me back in the kitchen." She
commanded, leaving you.
