Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Author: Jason Scott
Title: Emily's Retribution - Part III
Part: 3 of 3
Summary: Emily is convicted of a serious juvenile crime and is sent to a
special center for punishment, retribution and rehabilitation.  The
Center's methods may be controversial, but highly effective.
Keywords: MMF, Ff, bd, humil, reluc , oral, anal


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   This is Part III of `Emily's Retribution'.  You can read this as a
stand-alone story, but I recommend reading Part I and II to understand how
Emily got to this point.

  
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   "Are you ready for your second flogging?" The Captain asks as she turns
into Emily's room.

   "I don't know why you keep asking me ma'am.  You know I'm just going to
give you the same answer every time."

   "And what is that Miss Kendall?"

   "No...I'm not ready...but do I have no choice?"

   "And I will respond the same way I always do...Let's go."

   Emily is escorted to the prep room.  Like last week, she is stripped and
then her wrists are cuffed behind her back.  Her ankles are also secured
with shackles just long enough to allow her to walk into the flogging
chamber.  Emily is reminded that she is not to address the witnesses in the
flogging chamber.

   Emily shivers, "My parents are in there again, aren't they?"

   "Yes, they have elected to attend this flogging punishment as well."

   "Is he going to volunteer to punish me again?"

   "I don't know; we'll both find out in a minute."

   The Captain guides Emily to the chamber and secures her just as she did
before.  She steps back and makes her regular announcement, "Standing
before you is detainee Miss Emily Kendall.  Miss Kendall has been convicted
of vandalism of government property, punishable by weekly public flogging.
You have been invited today to witness the delivery of said punishment.  If
for any reason you do not wish to witness this procedure then you are asked
to leave now."

   After a brief moment, The Captain removes her hood.  Emily scans the
room; just like last week her eyes go directly to her parents in the front
row sitting directly in front of her.  Her mother has a big smile on her
face.

   Emily says to herself, "Oh shit, she's going to volunteer this time."

   Emily scans the rest of the room.  Like last week, there are only a
dozen chairs or so in the witness section.  Last week was so traumatic she
didn't even notice who else was in the room.  However, this week she looks
at the other witnesses before her.  She only recognizes three other people
sitting in the room.  One is an old boyfriend, one is a girl she often ran
the streets with and the third was one of her high school teachers.  She
flinches when she realizes she is standing naked in front of an old teacher
that always gave her the creepy-crawlies.  Emily wants to scream out at
him, but knows he isn't worth the extra stroke.

   The Captain speaks up again, "As with all public floggings, we ask if
any witness in the group that has been harmed by this girl and would like
to volunteer to deliver the punishments, please make yourself known now."

   Emily stares at her mother, her mother stares at her daughter as she
stands.

   "The Center recognizes Mrs.  Kendall as today's volunteer, please step
forward and choose your device."

   Emily's mother walks to the table, she scans the instruments.  "Which
one creates the most pain?" she asks The Captain.

   "Pain is relative, each individual feels pain differently.  Each has
their own threshold."

   "Then which one will cause the most damage to her body."

   The Captain points to the hickory switch, her hand shaking.  "This one
will break the skin at even the lightest of strokes." The Captain quickly
briefs her mother as to how and where she is allowed to administer the
strokes.

   Emily's mother picks up the switch and walks towards her daughter.  She
grabs Emily's ponytail and flicks it over her shoulder, leaving her entire
back side exposed.  She leans in to her ear, "I'm going to give you these
ten lashings and then we will be even.  When you get out of here we will
start over...a clean slate.  For that I ask only one thing from you..."
Emily turns her head to look her mother in her eyes.  "Take these strokes
like a woman and do not make a single sound.  Not even a peep.  For once in
your life do something I ask of you."

   Emily nods to her mother, she looks forward and bows her head.  Her legs
start to shake; she knows these next few minutes are going to be torture.
Emily's mother rears back and with no holding back the switch lands across
Emily's lower back.  A welt forms immediately, one bead of blood forms on
the broken skin.  Emily screams so loud the veins pop out in her head,
though not a single decibel escapes her lips.  The screams remained in her
head as she bites her tongue to remain silent.  Her chin trembles, the
difficulty of staying silent is unbearably difficult.  She struggles
through the burning pain; not wanting to disappoint her mother.

   The second stroke comes down across the back of her thighs; the next one
across the buttocks and then the next across the shoulders.  Emily's fists
are clenches so tight her knuckles were glowing white.  She holds
everything inside, fighting the sounds that want to escape from her lungs.

   Emily's mother pauses for a brief second, looking for her next target.
Emily squeezes her eyes shut tight, trying to brace for the next series of
strokes.  Emily doesn't wait long before three more strokes in succession
sting her lower back.  Emily can now feel blood dripping down her back.

   After another brief pause, the sound of the swishing stick rings out in
Emily's ears as the crack of the wood reverberates from Emily's skin. 
Without pause a second stroke follows.

   "One last stroke for the detainee," The Captain announces.

   Emily's mother is spent, emotionally and physically.  She lays the stick
on Emily's back and taps her with the switch.  She looks towards The
Captain who nods her acceptance of the stroke.  She drops the switch and
then runs out of the flogging chamber, her face buried in her hands.

   Emily starts to yell to her mother but she sees her father raise his
hand telling her to remain silent.  As he chases her out the exit door he
turns and looks back at his daughter.  "You have one more chance, don't
fuck it up."

   "This completes this week's punishment for this detainee.  I thank the
witnesses for coming today as well as today's volunteer.  You are all
dismissed at this time." The Captain again walks over with the hood in her
hand and throws it over her head.  "I'll get them out of here as fast as I
can.

   Emily nods, but remains silent.  She is afraid that once she releases
the flood gates she will not be able to stop.  After a few moments, Emily
can sense someone circling her.  She hears a noise down around her crotch
and then the sound of someone inhaling through their nose.

   "Are you enjoying yourself Mr.  Thomas?  You're a disgusting pig, you
always were." Emily lifts her leg to kick him, but the restraints keep her
in place.  Emily then hears the man tumble from the stage.  She forces out
a brief laugh as she hears the man scream out, "Ow, you're breaking my arm.
Let go of me...I'm going, I'm going."

   The Captain releases her bindings, Emily immediately collapses to the
ground.  Not being able to hold it in any longer she let's out a loud
window rattling scream.  The wailing continues on for several minutes as it
mixes with her shuddering cry.  The Captain calls for assistance to help
Emily back to her room.

   Once back in her room, a nurse is dressing the wounds on Emily's back.
The Captain comes in to check on the freshly beaten teen.  "I have
cancelled your evening servitude session.  You can remain in your room for
the rest of the day and let these wounds heal."

   "No ma'am, I want to fulfill my requirements.  I want to pay off my
debts."

   "Miss Kendall, why are you torturing yourself?  You would have begged
for a night off a week ago."

   "I deserve the sentence that was handed down on me.  I want to graduate
from this program...ahead of schedule if that is even possible."

   "Ahead of schedule...do you think you get time off for good behavior in
this Center?"

   "I don't know, but I'm going to try."

   "Well Miss Kendall you're off to a good start.  You are already a week
and a half ahead of your daily assignments, and that doesn't even include
the extra assignments you voluntarily downloaded.  The educators are
impressed with your progress; they'd like to see you go to college for
structural engineering, they believe you have the knack for it."

   "I want to too ma'am."

   "I will speak with The Commandant to see about expediting your schedule.
You do realize this will require you to double up on your servitude
session...and your public floggings right?"

   "Yes ma'am, I understand that I still have to fulfill my entire sentence
and pay off my entire debt.  And what about tonight...can you rebook my
client."

   "I have someone I can always call at the last minute; this person will
be gentle with you.  I want you to rest so those wounds will heal, but be
sure you are ready at seven o'clock.

   "Yes ma'am, I will be.  Thank you Captain Roz."

   *****

   "Let's go Miss Kendall." Emily nearly jumps out of her skin, not
expecting such an abrupt greeting.  Emily eases off her bed, her back still
sore from the lashings.

   "You're not going to ask me if I'm ready, Captain?"

   "Why ask a question that I already know the answer Miss Kendall; seems
like a waste of time to me."

   Emily walks down the hall in front of The Captain.  She's slumped
forward just a bit as it is too sore to stand upright.

   "It really hurts that much?" The Captain asks.

   "I'll be okay as long as the client does put all his weight on me when
he's fucking me from behind.  Perhaps you can give him a heads up to be
easy on my back."

   "I don't think that will be an issue Miss Kendall." Emily didn't know
why she was chuckling.

   Emily steps into the room.  There is a woman dressed in only a long,
sheer flowing night gown.  Emily turns to The Captain, "Ma'am...a woman?"

   "Is there a problem Miss Kendall?"

   "Ummm, actually there is.  I don't swing that way."

   "So, this is out of the question?"

   "Ma'am, I appreciate you getting someone for me on short notice, but I
don't think I could go there.  I think I'd rather swallow cum while someone
reams me in the ass."

   "Interesting, you just named off two things you hate doing last week but
do now without any complaints."

   "Because I have to..."

   "Well you have to do this too.  She's paying a good price for your
time." The Captain grabs the shock collar and steps towards Emily.

   "What are you doing with that Captain?"

   "What do you think?  I suspect your going to be difficult with her; this
will be your source of encouragement."

   "Please Captain...that's not going to be necessary.  You haven't had to
put that on me in a week and you don't have to now.  I will do whatever I'm
told, just like I always do."

   "Roz honey, put that ghastly thing away." The two turn as the lady with
a deep southern drawl walks towards them.  "You can be so barbaric
sometimes.  This little thing and I are going to have a good time together.
If she doesn't want to do something, then I'm not going to make her."

   The Captain shrugs her shoulders and puts the collar away.  "Okay, but
I'll be watching, don't make me come in here and..."

   "Oh my god child what happened to your back?" The lady interrupts as she
just notices the scars on her back.  "Come with me and let me put some of
my special salve on that."

   The lady grabs her hand and pulls her towards a massage table set up at
the other end of the room.  The Captain slowly walks out leaving Emily at
the mercy of this southern cougar.

   "Lift up your arms," the lady asks as she gently pulls off Emily's top.
Without asking she grabs her skirt and yanks them down.  Emily steps out of
them, her face turning red.  "My, my, my is that one hot body you have
there, no wonder this is costing me a thousand dollars."

   "Ma'am, this is all new to me and I don't think I can do what you're
expecting me to do."

   "Call me Cindy please, there's no ma'am here.  And I haven't asked you
to do anything yet.  Right now I just want to address those wounds." She
pats the top of the table, "hop on the table for me will ya."

   Emily lays face down on the table; Cindy starts to pour some fluids in
her hands.  "Is that going to sting?"

   "No honey this is my secret formula.  It's made mostly of aloe but has
some other medicinal oils in it too.  Just close your eyes and let me give
you some attention."

   Cindy rubs the oils on her back.  Other than being on the cool side it
wasn't unpleasant.  Emily closes her eyes as the woman does her magic with
her fingers for nearly a half hour.  It wasn't long after that Cindy's
fingers start exploring.  First she rubs the oils between her ass cheeks,
then deeper between her legs after that.  Emily gives no resistance as
Cindy pulls her legs apart for better access to her slit.

   "Now pay attention my girl, because once I'm finished with you, I'm
expecting you to reciprocate." Emily flinched at the thought of having to
touch this older woman.

   "The trick it to find the areas that makes your partner happy.  It may
be different than what you like.  Keep an eye on body language and
breathing.  Like when I do this," Cindy slides he fingers down her slit
until she reaches her clit.  She strokes it several times looking for a
reaction.  Emily lifts her ass as she starts to moan.

   "You like that don't you?"

   "Better than I did a few days ago."

   "Why's that sweetie?"

   "I was punished?"

   "Did that barbaric woman put that gel on you?  That damn Rosalyn can be
such a savage." Emily laughs that Cindy dares call her by just her name. 
"Let's see what else you like."

   "Ma'am...I mean Cindy...I'd love it if you just rub my clit.  I haven't
been allowed to masturbate since coming here and I haven't had a good cum
in a couple days.  I can cum now from just being fucked, but it doesn't
happened every night.  If you want to take care of me, then just give me a
good clit-rubbing orgasm."

   "Well I was looking forward to exploring your young tight body, but why
don't we just take care of you for now."

   "You can still explore...just focus most of your efforts on my clit."
Emily winced as she tries to roll over and lie on her back.

   "Are you sure you can lay on your poor back my dear?"

   "I'll be okay, this shouldn't take long and I'm guessing you will want
access to my tits.  For some reason everyone always wants to play with my
tits."

   "Well that's because that are just simply spectacular." Cindy puts one
finger between her folds searching for the prized nub.  Her other hands
starts to rub her firm tits.  It didn't take long before Emily warned Cindy
that she was about to explode.  Cindy bends down and finishes her off with
a tongue lashing of her erect bud.

   Cindy gives Emily a couple minutes to recover.  As Emily sits up and
scoots off the table, Cindy takes off her nightgown and takes the teen's
place on the table.

   Emily was pleasantly surprised that the older woman was in pretty good
shape; her tits were just as perky as her own.  "Probably fake," she thinks
to herself.  Emily is hesitant not quite sure where to start.

   "Don't worry honey you don't have to eat me out or anything.  If you can
perform some magic with your fingers and get me off then I will be a
satisfied woman."

   Emily asks Cindy to roll over.  She decides to give her a massage for
starters, just as Cindy did for her.  She spreads some of the massage oils
on the woman's body, then hops on the table and straddles the ladies waist.

   "Is that you pussy rubbing and dripping all over my back?"

   "I'm sorry ma'am it's the drug they gave me.  I'm a heavy leaker for
another month." Emily starts to get up but Cindy reaches back and grabs her
leg.

   "Oh, I'm well aware what they do here.  I wasn't complaining, you can
spread your pussy juices instead of those massage oils all over my body for
all I care."

   Emily makes a face, the thought kind of grosses her out.  Fortunately
Cindy couldn't see her reaction.  She continues to give her a rub down
being sure to push her pussy lips into Cindy's back.  After a several
minutes she realizes this night will drag on if she doesn't start to speed
things up.

   Emily takes a deep breath and jumps off the table.  She has Cindy roll
over so that she has better access to the more sensitive parts.  She tries
to think what she likes having done to her, though the thought of having to
do it to this older woman nearly makes her vomit.

   Emily decides to start with something simple.  She starts rubbing her
tits and her nipples.  Cindy moans at the teen's first contact.  Emily
slides a hand down her body searching for the next erogenous zone.  Cindy
grabs her hand and pulls it back up to her tits.

   Cindy looks up to Emily, "I can orgasm just by you rubbing my tits and
nipples.  Give it a try."

   Emily grabs the massage oil and pours a small amount on her tits.  She
rubs and kneads the fake, firm globes.  Emily can't believe any woman could
get off this way but Cindy's body gyrations appear genuine.  After nearly
five minutes Cindy looks to be in a holding pattern, so close to exploding
but yet so far.

   Emily leans down and blows warm air on her nipple; Cindy grabs the back
of head and pushes her mouth down onto her tit.  Emily gives her nipple a
tongue lashing which pushes her close to the ledge.  Cindy tries to reach
between Emily's legs, needing just a little bit more to fall off the edge.
Emily takes her own hand and fingers her cunt getting them slick with her
juices.  She brings her fingers up to Cindy's mouth and presses them
against her lips.  Cindy opens her mouth, sucks in her fingers and
explodes.

   *****

   Emily was so excited when The Captain told her The Commandant approved a
thirty day schedule, reducing her sentence by fifteen days.  She was
nervous when The Captain explained how many double servitude sessions she
needs to perform, as well as doubling up on her flogging punishments.  That
didn't even include all her daily class assignments she needs to complete.

   "You have two and a half weeks to complete four weeks worth of
punishment, retribution and rehabilitation." The Captain recaps.  "The
rehabilitation doesn't concern me, the punishment and retribution does."

   "Me too ma'am, but I have a goal and I know what I have to do.  I'm
going to give you a hundred percent effort I promise."

   "Get some rest; you're going to be a busy girl for the next two weeks.
Oh and almost forgot, you've earned another reward...you can masturbate at
will now."

   "Thanks Captain, but when do you think I'm going to have time for that
now?"

   *****

   The next two weeks are a whirlwind for Emily.  Most of her day was the
same as before but her one o'clock to two o'clock schedule block became
much more hectic.  Previously the block was used mostly as fill in, but now
it's completely filled with activities.  One day was set aside for a weekly
waxing touch up appointment and another day is used to administer the extra
flogging session.  The other days of the week was filled with the extra
servitude sessions.  Emily even sacrificed some of her quite time when she
needed to host a special client.  The Captain tried her best to book higher
end clients that were willing to pay a little extra for her services.

   The Commandant also agreed to streamline the flogging punishments by
allowing the other detainees to serve as witnesses.  Emily as embarrassed
to have to be naked and tied up in front of other teenage girls, but she
also knew she was serving as an example.  The detainees that were serving a
lighter sentence were serving as witnesses; they did not have flogging
punishments as part of their sentence.  The Captain made it a point to say
to the girls, "This is what can happen to you if you don't mend your ways."
Then The Captain would lay into Emily with her Cat O' Nine Tails flogger,
her tool of choice.

   *****

   "Okay Miss Kendall, were on the home stretch.  Two more days to go and
we just completed your last flogging.  Now all that remains is two more
servitude sessions."

   "Two, I thought I had three left?"

   "Finance recalculated your earnings and realized we were going to be a
little short.  To catch up I had to book a double session."

   "A double session; what's that?"

   "It's a double, as in two at once." Emily just sits there, her jaw
nearly to the floor.  "Two, are you kidding me, I can barely handle one."

   "They agreed to pay twenty five hundred for the session, that's pretty
damn good money for someone with a used up pussy like yours."

   "That's an awful mean thing to say.  I'll have you know that just last
night my client said he felt like he was fucking a virgin.  I didn't like
that drug at first, but it's been a lifesaver these past two weeks.  The
constant lubrication has been a godsend."

   "The educators said you have completed all your assignments so your
classroom time needs to be focused on filling out college applications. 
You earned your GED last week, but that's not going get you very far."

   "Yeah, I was pretty excited when I was told I could start applying to
the local community colleges.  The educators said if I do well at the
Community College then the larger universities will overlook the fact that
I only have a GED.  I hope in a year or two I can apply to the universities
to work towards an engineering degree."

   "You've come a long ways Miss Kendall."

   "Thank you Captain Roz for supporting me, I appreciate it." Emily wipes
a tear from her eye.

   "Don't even think of hugging me.  I swear I will light you up." The
Captain points the cattle prod, never far from her side, at Emily's pussy
and pulls the trigger showing her the she would do it if she gets too
close.

   *****

   "Let's go Miss Kendall; time for your double."

   "Captain Roz, do I have to?  All I've been able to picture in my head is
some guy fucking me while another guy shoves his cock down my throat."

   "You better hope that's the hole guy number two wants to use."

   Emily thinks about it for a minute, "Oh god, I never thought about that.
Do you think...Oh god, Captain, please you know I hate anal."

   "But from what I've seen you're pretty good at it."

   "That's not funny Captain."

   "It will be fine, these two are real professions.  They will treat your
real nice."

   Emily walks down the hallway with The Captain in tow.  They reach the
room; Emily pauses in front of the door.  "You're going to be watching and
you'll stop them if they hurt me right Captain?"

   "Absolutely.  Your last client will not be happy if you show up all torn
to pieces."

   "Who's my last client?"

   "Let's not worry about that right now, you're about to have your hands
full with these two gentleman." The Captain reaches around Emily and pushes
the door open.  Emily's jaw immediately drops to the floor.

   "Professionals?  Professional what...porn stars?" Emily just stares;
sitting on a couch are two large black men that could only be described as
Greek gods.  They had their nine and ten inch cocks in their hands,
stroking away while smiling at the petite little white girl stepping into
the room.

   "Boys remember our deal.  You can have your way with this cute little
thing, but do not do any damage.  You will have to deal with me if any harm
comes to Emily." The Captain taps Emily on the shoulder and starts to head
back towards the door.

   "I'm surprised you don't want to put the collar on me."

   "Do you see the size of these two men?  I doubt you will be giving them
any problems." The Captain back out towards the exit.  Before closing the
door she gives Emily something else to think about, "Oh, and I don't think
they will take no for an answer either."

   "Can you put a collar on them instead?" The Captain laughs out loud as
she locks the door behind her.

   Emily's feet feel like they are set in cement.  She slowly makes her way
over to the two men.  They slide apart on the couch and tap on the space
between them.  "Come here and have a seat, we won't bite," one of the men
says.  Emily sits and looks at the stiff cocks on either side of her.  She
reaches up and grabs one cock with one hand and the other cock with the
other.  She starts sliding her hand up and down their shafts.

   "Ummm, that's nice.  Why don't you suck my cock," the larger of the two
men prods.  Emily bends over and puts her mouth on his large black head. 
Emily has been getting better at deep-throating, but this man's tool is
much bigger than anything she's had in awhile.  She goes down as far as she
can stopping just short of activating her gag reflexes.

   "That's nice, but don't forget me over here." The other man grabs her
ponytail and pulls her head over to his cock.  Emily switches to the other
cock while trying to concentrate on keeping both hands busy at the base of
their shafts.

   "You're pretty good, are you sure you're not a porn star?" the man asks.

   Emily raises her head, she giggles, "No, but I've watched a fair amount
of porn, isn't this what all the women do in a threesome?"

   "They certainly don't do this much talking." The larger man notes as he
pulls her head back onto his cock.  Emily stays busy for several minutes
bobbing her head back and forth on the two men.  They seem satisfied to let
her suck them as long as she kept trying to go deeper down her throat.

   "Kong, I would let this pretty white thing do this to me all day, but I
want a taste of her little white pie." Emily rolls her eyes that one of the
men's names is Kong.  "How fitting," she thinks to herself.

   "I couldn't agree more Adonis.  Why don't take first taste while I
face-fuck her." The men change positions with Kong lying on the couch. 
They position Emily so she leans over the arm of the couch with her pussy
hovering over his face.  Adonis is standing on the edge of the couch in
perfect position to shove his cock into her awaiting mouth.

   The two men go at the helpless teen for several minutes in this
position. Emily struggles to concentrate on one when the other is equally
torturing her body.  After about five minutes Kong pauses, "Are you ready
to give this delicious white pie a taste."

   "Am I ever!" Before Emily could move Adonis grabs her hips and flips her
up and over his shoulders like she was a ten pound sack of potatoes.  The
next thing she knows her legs are draped over his shoulders, her pussy is
square in his face.  Staring straight in her face is his cock.  Emily
gathers her bearings and realizes she's now in a vertical sixty-nine.

   Emily feels Kong grab her head and direct her mouth over Adonis' cock.
He keeps pushing her, making her take him deeper into her throat.  Emily
can feel her body get closer and closer to orgasm, she tries to give the
man a good sucking so that he will continue what he is doing to her clit.

   "OH GOD...I'M CUMMING," Emily yells out as she climaxes.

   "Now look what you've gone and done Adonis.  She's going to be all
tapped out now."

   "Oh, I don't think so Kong." Adonis throws Emily on the couch, grabs her
ankles and spreads her legs right in front of Kong's cock.  "She don't need
to recover, just throw it in her."

   "If you insist." Emily gives up no resistance, she was happy to be able
to cum first.  She's hoping for many more before this night is done.  Emily
reaches down and spreads her pussy lips giving Kong a target.  Kong leans
forward and pushes his slab of meat into the teen with ease.  Emily looks
down; the contrast of her pasty white skin against the dark shaft sliding
in and out of her pink pussy was a sight to behold.

   "This here is the tightest pussy I have ever fucked.  Adonis, you are in
for a treat tonight." Kong continues to pound away at Emily's tight pussy.
Emily looks up and sees Adonis' cock waving around in the air so she
reaches up, grabs onto it with both hands and starts to stroke it.  The
disparity of her tiny white hands against this mammoth black shaft was
equally impressive.

   "Have you had enough of that yet?  I'm just itching for a piece of that
lily white ass." Within seconds Emily is spun around, on her knees staring
down at Kong's cock.  She feels Adonis poking at her from behind.  Emily
fears what he might do, so she reaches between her legs, grabs his cock and
points it at her pussy.  Once he is seated deep into her cave she turns her
attention back to Kong.  She takes his cock into her mouth while Adonis
drives into her from behind.  Emily thinks to herself, "So this is what
spit-roasting feels like.  Not as bad as I thought it would be."

   The two continue to pound into her, both timing their push and pulls
with precision.  It's as if they have done this many times before.  Emily
can feel herself slowly approaching the edge of the cliff again.  Another
orgasm is pending any moment if they keep up this assault on her body. 
Emily reaches between her legs searching for her clit.

   "Oh no you don't, you don't to cum again until we're done with you."
Kong grabs her hand and pulls it away from her pussy.  He lifts her up off
the couch, sits down and throws her on top of him.  She straddles his lap
with his cock pushing against her mons.

   "Come on girl; get that meat in your tight pussy." Emily grabs his
shaft, rises up and aims it at her pussy.  She eases back down; his cock
slowly disappearing between her folds.  Kong then notices that Emily is
still wearing her top.  He grabs it and pulls it off over her.

   "Oh my Adonis, you should see these amazing tits.  I just have to have
them pressed against me." Kong wraps his hands around Emily and pulls her
in to his chest.  He leans back almost horizontal with Emily on top of him.
Emily is distracted by being pumped by Kong that she loses track of what
Adonis is doing.  Suddenly she feels a hand on her ass, spreading a cheek.
The next feeling is a large head poking at her backdoor.

   "Please no; I can't possibly take you both at the same time."

   "Sure you can girl, there's two holes back here, one for Kong and one
for me." Emily tries to reach back, but Kong has his arms wrapped around
tight.  He squeezes tighter not letting her move.

   "Please, please, please."

   "Just relax; you're going to enjoy this I promise." Adonis pushes the
head just past the barrier.  Emily is panting as she is being fully
stretched in both holes.  She feels Adonis continue to push forward while
Kong flexes his hips to continue to fuck her pussy.

   "OW...OW...OW."

   "See that, you can take us both in at the same time.  I knew you could
do it."

   "It hurts too much, please take it out."

   Adonis ignores the girl's begging and starts to slide in and out of her
ass.

   "No more...pleeeease."

   Suddenly the two men look as they hear a tap on the mirror.  "It looks
like we are getting a five-minute-warning from the big boss lady.  You're
lucky little girl because we could be here all night." Adonis slide out of
her ass as Kong pushes the spent teen to the floor.  The two men kneel down
on either side of the teen with their cocks still fully erect.

   "Finish us, and we will finish you." Emily reaches up and grabs the two
cocks and strokes as if her life depended on it.  The two large men start
to fondle the tiny girl below, ensuring that she finishes at the same time.
The two men could see that Emily was getting close and they grab their own
cocks and start stroking.  As Emily explodes the two men stroke themselves
to an orgasm.  They point their cocks at Emily's face and let loose with
huge long ropes of cum.  When they are done Emily's face was covered with
their white sticky goo.  Emily just lays there completely spent.

   *****

   "You held your own with those two monsters longer than I expected." The
Captain commented as they head back to Emily's room.  "They actually had
another twenty minutes to go, but it didn't look like your ass was going to
last that long."

   "Thanks for saving me; I don't think I could have taken another minute
of that.  That really hurt."

   "Are you going to be okay for tomorrow night?  It's your last session."

   "I'll be fine.  I can handle one more fucking, then this body is going
on a long vacation.  I'm going back to monogamous relationships from now
on."

   "So I guess I can chalk this on up to another program success story."

   "What do you mean ma'am?"

   "These servitude sessions are designed for retribution, but we also want
to convey to you girls that if you don't straighten out then you can expect
to be fucked up the ass for the rest of your life trying to make amends.  I
hope you never put yourself in this position again.  You have a promising
future if you remember what you learn here."

   Emily knew she was in for a shock, but she didn't care.  She turned and
gave The Captain a big hug.  "You can zap me with that thing if you want
to, I don't care.  Thank you for all that you've done for me." Emily
instantly feels her entire body go limp.  She's on the floor convulsing as
the electricity courses through her body.

   Emily takes a couple minutes to recover.  She looks at The Captain in
shock, "I can't believe you hit me with that thing.  Why did you do that?"

   "Can't let the other detainees think I'm softening up.  I have to
maintain law and order around here long after you're gone." The Captain
brushes the tips of the cattle prod as if it needed to be dusted off. 
"Besides, it's kind of fun to light you little shits up." The Captain
leaves the room with a wry smile on her face.

   *****

   Emily is jolted out of bed, the siren blaring and lights flashing in her
room.  "I am not going to miss that damn alarm every morning."

   Emily gets up takes off her panties and throws on her top and skirt. 
She walks out into the hallway and assumes the position.  The other girls
on the floor look at her with a scowl.  Emily doesn't say anything but
thinks, "You could have gotten out early too if you put some effort into
the program."

   The door opens at the end of the hallway, The Captain steps into the
hallway just as she has the last thirty days; cattle prod still in tow. 
The Captain stops in front of Emily, her hands behind her back.  She turns
to face her.  "Last day Miss Kendall?" The tone in her voice makes Emily
realize that things are back to business again.  She is here to intimidate,
not for a social visit.

   "Yes ma'am, if all goes well today."

   "Miss Kendall, what is that on your top?" The Captain reaches out and
pokes a finger on her top covering her breast.  The Captain moves her hands
back behind her back as Emily looks down.  There is a dark black mark on
her top; if she didn't know any better she would say it was soot from a
fireplace.

   "Ma'am...I'm not sure, I didn't see that earlier.  It looks like dirt or
something."

   "Miss Kendall, what is the purpose of the morning inspection?"

   Emily thinks back on earlier inspections where The Captain made it clear
why they perform morning inspections.  "To ensure the detainees are
prepared for the day's activities ma'am."

   "Does that top look like it is ready for the day's activity?  It would
reflect poorly on me if I was to let you out into this facility with dirt
all over your uniform..."

   "I'll go in and clean it right..." Emily starts to turn to run back into
her room, but immediately drops to her knees.  The cattle prod jabs into
her ribs and a strong current is released into her body.

   "Did I ask you to speak Miss Kendall?  Get back on your feet and in
position."

   Emily stands up, straightens herself up and assumes the position.  She
wanted to apologize but thought silence was the better option.

   "Remove that top Miss Kendall; if you can't come to morning inspection
looking respectable, then you lose the privilege."

   Emily looks up to The Captain, hoping to see any sign that this is just
a last day prank she likes to pull on the detainees.  The stoic look on The
Captain's face doesn't give her the sign she was looking for, so she slowly
removes her top.  Emily stands there with her tits sticking straight out,
the soiled top in her hand being offered to The Captain.

   "Drop it." She barks out.  Emily tosses it on the floor beside her. 
"Turn around Miss Kendall; apparently a closer inspection is in order
today."

   Emily turns around slowly, "What is that Miss Kendall?" The Captain
reaches out again and pokes her ass covered skirt.  Emily twists her body
to see what she was looking at.  She sighs as she sees another dark spot on
her skirt, just like the one on her top.  She reaches down to try to brush
off the speck, but it just makes the spot worse.  Emily looks at the dirt
that transferred to her hand; whatever it was it definitely was not
something she would have found in her room.

   "Ma'am, it looks like charcoal, or burnt wood, or something like that.
But I have no idea where it came from."

   "Remove that filthy skirt Miss Kendall; I can't have you walking around
all day in a dirty uniform."

   Emily pushes the skirt down over her hips and steps out of them.  Her
bare pussy dripping wet in full view.  She throws the skirt on the floor
with her top and stands with her arms folded behind her back.

   "Just because this is your last day doesn't mean you can slack off on
your duties."

   "Yes ma'am, my apologies ma'am."

   The Captain starts to turn up the hall towards the other girls.

   "Ma'am?"

   The Captain stops and turns back towards Emily.  "What is it Miss
Kendall?"

   "Do I get another uniform?"

   "You know the schedule Miss Kendall.  You get clean uniforms every three
days.  Those were clean yesterday.  A new set will not be issued to you
until tomorrow.  Do you realize how much paperwork I need to fill out to
get a new uniform issued outside of the regular schedule?"

   "But ma'am..." Emily extends her arms and looks down at her naked body.
"You can't expect me to walk through the facility completely naked can you?
Those uniforms don't cover much, but at least I wasn't naked."

   "So, you're suggesting I just drop all my other duties and fill out a
bunch of paperwork just for you?"

   "Ummm, yeah...uhhh...no, I guess not..."

   "You'll get your new uniform in due time Miss Kendall.  Until then I
expect you to continue on with today's schedule.  You do not have
permission to skip any of today's activities."

   Emily just stands there dumbfounded.  She turns to step back into her
room when she gets a glimpse of The Captain's hand.  If she didn't know
better, she would say that her fingertip was black, the same color as the
stains on her clothes.  "That bitch set me up..." Emily thinks to herself.

   Emily spent the entire time eating breakfast with one arm over her chest
and her legs crossed trying to conceal her body.  While heading to her
classroom she was frustrated to have to walk with one hand between her legs
and the other covering her chest.  She could hear every girl she passed in
the hall snickering at her.  Once she got to her classroom she is finally
fed up.  She throws her hands down to her side in a fit and screams out,
"Anyone that wants a cheap thrill, have at it."

   *****

   "That was really mean Captain." Emily says as she puts on her clean
uniform.  "I thought you would make me sit through breakfast naked, I
didn't think I would have to go to class naked too."

   "Let this serve as a reminder to you; no matter how close you are to
your goal, don't ever forget that one little lapse in judgment and you can
be right back at square one."

   "But it wasn't a lapse in judgment; you put those marks on my uniform."

   "I don't think you have any proof of that." The Captain says with a
smile on her face.  "And there's another lesson for you...be careful who
you think your friends are.  They may try to sabotage you when you least
expect it."

   "So really what you're trying to do is cram a bunch of life lessons at
me on my last day.  So I should stay on my toes until the very last second
in this place?"

   "Stay on your toes, forever and always Miss Kendall."

   Emily just shakes her head, "Can I go to lunch now?"

   "What's that on your skirt?"

   Emily jumps back out of The Captain's extended hand, "Don't you even
think about it." Emily giggles as she slides past The Captain and runs up
the hallway heading towards the mess hall.

   *****

   "Let's go Miss Kendall."

   "Okay Captain Roz.  I'm ready for my last servitude session and looking
forward to being debt free."

   "And I have saved the best for last."

   "Are you going to tell me who it is, or are you going to make me wait?"

   "Have I ever told you who it is?

   "No...so I guess I will have to wait, won't I?"

   The teen leads the way, a slight spring in her step; not from having to
perform, but to perform for the very last time.  The Captain follows close
behind a smile on her face whenever Emily is not looking back.

   "Okay, here we are.  Are you coming in to introduce me, or just throw me
into the lion's den?"

   "I'll go in with you, though introductions may not be necessary."

   "Oh god, you didn't book me with The Commandant again did you?"

   The Captain just pushes her through the door.  Emily steps in, she sees
huge king-sized bed in the middle of the room, but no one is in the room.

   "Captain, there's no one here.  Where is my guest?" Emily turns to face
The Captain; she gets her answer almost immediately.  "Really Captain? 
You? Haven't you tortured me enough this past month?  And you know I'm not
a lesbian."

   "Well, for the next ninety minutes, you are."

   "Come on Captain, you know I can't do this."

   "You can do anything you put your mind to...you've already proven that
these past two weeks."

   "This is different.  I had a goal, a goal to get out of this place. 
What is my goal here?"

   "Your goal is the same.  If you want to get out of here," The Captain
indicates `here' being the room they are in.  "Then you only have to do one
thing."

   "And what is that; carpet munching?"

   "That is entirely up to you.  You see, you have one task; however you
can accomplish that task is at your discretion."

   "And what is that one task?"

   "Make me cum."

   Emily stares as The Captain pulls off her dress shirt.  She could tell
that The Captain was physically fit before, but without her shirt and now
without a bra, Emily's first thought, "this woman could easily win one of
those cross-fit challenges".  The Captain continues to remove the rest of
her uniform and before long she is completely naked.  Emily continues to
just stare at the amazing physique before her; not sure what to do or say.

   "Well, don't just stand there; we are not leaving this room until you
get me off.  I would suggest you join me and get rid of those clothes."

   Emily still remains silent, but eases her top down her belly and then
puts her thumbs under both pieces of fabric and inches them over her hips
and down her legs.  The Captain walks past her heading for the bed.  She
lies down and pats a spot next to her urging Emily to join her.

   Emily eases her way over and sits on the bed next to The Captain.  "I
don't know if I can do this Captain.  I mean I guess I can try some things,
but there are some things I just can't do."

   "Miss Kendall, you have done a lot of things you didn't like to do this
past month.  I know you'll do it tonight, and then you will never have to
do it again.  What are you afraid of...that you might like it?"

   "I...I...I..." Before Emily could say another word, The Captain reached
behind Emily's neck and pulled her lips into hers.  She tongue forcing
Emily's mouth open, searching for hers.  Emily freezes, mostly because this
woman has been the bane of her existence for the past thirty days and now
she is attempting to be intimate with her.

   "Stop fighting it." The Captain demands as she pushes Emily flat on the
bed.  She straddles her while maintaining a lip lock on her prey.  "For the
next ninety minutes I'm just Roselyn, there's no Captain here."

   Emily could feel the wetness build between her legs.  The drugs have
always kept her moist; ready to be penetrated at any moment, but this was a
different level of wetness.  Emily brings her hands up and starts to caress
the woman; she lets go of her inhibitions and starts to kiss her back.

   "I have been waiting thirty days for this." Roselyn slowly eases her way
down Emily's body, stopping briefly to suck on her nipples.  She reaches
down and eases a finger between Emily's folds, searching for the prized nub
at the top of her slit.  Emily moans as the combined sensations overpower
her revulsion for lesbian sex.

   "I thought I was supposed to be getting you off." Emily could barely get
the words out.

   "When you're ready to take over, just let me know.  But I'm going to
enjoy this fine little body of yours in the mean time." Roselyn continues
to ease further down; she places a soft kiss on Emily's mons.  She then
sticks her tongue out in search of the now extended bud.  She eases further
down and sucks Emily's clit into her mouth and flicks the sensitive bud
with her tongue.  Emily lets out a loud moan as she arches her back.

   "Are you ready yet?" Roselyn asks.

   "I'm about ready to cum."

   "You're not cumming until I get what I want first." Roselyn continues to
flick Emily's clit with her tongue, just enough to keep her on edge, but
not enough to push over.

   "God you can be so maddening some times." Emily grabs Roselyn's head and
pulls it away from her pussy.  She directs her to lie on the bed next to
her.

   "You didn't happen to bring any toys did you?" Emily asks, not knowing
why toys came to mind.

   Roselyn points to a shoe box on the floor next to the bed.  Emily
reaches down and grabs it and lays it on the bed.  She opens the cover; in
the box is a variety of items, mostly dildos and vibrators.

   "It would have been nice if there was a flogger in here." Emily chides.
Emily scans through the contents; she gives a puzzling look at one of the
items.  She reaches in and pulls out a large dildo, but she's confused by
all the straps attached to it.

   "You put it on, then fuck my brains out with it." Roselyn explains. 
Emily's mood quickly changes; she now sees a way out of having to go down
on her.  Surely she can make her cum with this thing.

   Emily fumbles around for a couple minutes trying to get the thing
buckled in properly.  She giggles as the phallus extends out from her
pelvis, bobbing about as if it was a part of her.  Emily positions herself
between Roselyn legs.  She grabs Roselyn's legs trying to spread them
further apart.  Emily is amazed how solid her legs feel; a feminine shape
but rock solid muscle underneath.  She points the dildo at her pussy and
tries to push it in.  Fucking with a cock is obviously new to Emily; it
takes several attempts before she gains entry.

   Roselyn moans as Emily starts to slide in and out of her pussy.  Roselyn
tries to get Emily to stroke her clit at the same time, but she's
resistance to touch another woman's pussy.  Emily notices a vibrator in the
box and quickly grabs in and places it on top of her clit.  She pushes the
button which sends Roselyn into a frenzy.

   Emily continues for what seems like eternity to get Roselyn to orgasm.
She gets her to the edge several times, but it's as if Roselyn is working
against her.  She tries a different strategy.  "Come here..." Emily tries
to slide her off the bed, but the woman is too big to move without
assistance.  "I want you bent over the edge of the bed.  I'm going to fuck
you from behind."

   Roselyn starts to purr, she's looking forward to the new position. 
Emily gets her in position and then slides the dildo into her cunt.  She
moans as Emily drives hard into her cave.  Emily can tell that she is
slowly building up again.  The peak not far away.  Emily then sees the
vibrator lying on the bed.  She looks down and sees Roselyn's ass cheeks
open and the puckered star just begging to be filled.  Without warning she
grabs the vibrator and shoves it deep into her ass.  Roselyn rears up at
the intrusion, but once Emily turns the vibrator on, she starts to purr
again.

   Emily continues to pound into her, but is frustrated she still can't
push her over the edge.  She's not sure what possesses her, but she grabs a
fist full of Roselyn's short cropped hair and pulls on it hard.  "Come on
you dyke bitch.  Stop holding back or I will stick this cock in your ass."
Emily thought she just had an out of body experience; she half expected The
Captain to reappear and give her a beat down.  Instead Roselyn clutches the
sheets as her entire body stiffens.  She groans as her orgasm overtakes her
body.  Emily continues to drive into her as she slides the vibrator in and
out of her ass.

   After a minute Roselyn reaches back to stop Emily from continuing to
pound into her.  Emily has a big smile on her face as she ignores her and
continues to fuck her.  Roselyn chuckles, "You really want to test me?"
Before Emily knew what happened she is on her back, lying on the bed. 
Roselyn is sitting on her chest, her hands pinning Emily's hands above her
head.

   "Now you're going to lick my pussy clean."

   "No, please Roz, that's disgusting.  I did what you told me to do.  I
made you cum."

   "But I wanted to cum with your head between my legs."

   "Then you should have made that part of the deal."

   "Well I'm making this part of the deal." Roselyn rotates her body,
putting her knees and lower legs over Emily's arms, completely immobilizing
her; her pussy hovers straight over Emily's face.  Emily begs for her to
let her go, but ignores her as she unbuckles the strap-on.  Once Roselyn
pulls the dildo from her pelvis she drives it into Emily's pussy.  Emily
immediately starts to moan; she knows what's coming.

   "You're going to torture me until I lick your snatch aren't you?"

   "That could very well be a possibility."

   Emily knows she has no options and no bargaining tools.  She closes her
eyes, slicks out her tongue and stabs at Roselyn's pussy.  The taste
borders on pleasant, though the visual every time she opened her eyes makes
her want to heave.

   After several minutes, Roselyn senses that Emily was giving her best
effort.  She eases off of the teen, much to Emily's relief.  The euphoria
is short lived as Roselyn rotates her body, settling into a sixty-nine
position.  Emily concedes her fate and begins to lap at her pussy again
while Roselyn reciprocates and puts a tongue lashing on Emily's pussy.

   "Please Roselyn, finish me, I desperately need it."

   Roselyn did not disappoint, she drives into her with her tongue while
she shoves her fingers into every hole.  Finally Emily explodes, one of her
hardest orgasm of the past month.  Emily could feel Roselyn shudder, as if
she also had a small orgasm along with her.  The two collapse on the bed
panting for several minutes until they could gather their bearings.

   "Do you do this with all the girls?"

   "Just the one's I'm in charge of.  Kind of my going away present," she
chuckles.

   "I would have been fine with cake or something," Emily says as she wipes
Roselyn's juices off her face.  "I hope I never have to do that again."

   "So I didn't convert you?"

   "God no, you just confirmed that I would prefer a cock in my mouth over
your nasty slit."

   "Whether you like my pussy or not, you were pretty good...for a
beginner." Roselyn slaps Emily on the ass as she rolls over.  "Come on, we
need to complete some paperwork before you get released."

   "I'm getting released tonight?  I thought I'd have to spend one more
night in this hell hole."

   "We've made arrangements for your parents to pick you up tonight.  As of
right now, you have completed your program and satisfied all the
requirements.  There is nothing more for you here and I need you out of my
hair."

   Emily could sense that Captain Roz is now in charge again.  The two get
dressed and make their way back to the discharge area.  Emily sits at a
desk to complete the necessary paperwork.  As she signs what feels like her
hundredth form, The Commandant walks in and stands over her.

   "Commandant, are you here to see me off?"

   "No Miss Kendall, unfortunately we have a little problem.  It appears
you still have a small balance due on your debt.  You need to come with me
so we can settle up."

   Emily's face turns flush as her jaw drops to the floor.  The Commandant
chuckles, "I'm just kidding Miss Kendall, just kidding.  I'm just here to
tell you that you're parents are here and are in the waiting room.  Once
the paperwork is complete we will escort you out." Emily steps through the
door into the waiting room, she's nervous as she doesn't know what she is
going to get for a welcoming from her mother.  Her mother stands up and
opens her arm.  Emily starts to cry as she rushes into her arms.  She gives
her mother a big hug as she repeatedly says, "Sorry Momma."

   Her mother strokes her hair and then whispers in her ear.  "I know you
are dear, but not as sorry as you are going to be." Emily was puzzled, the
tone of her mother's voice was unlike she has ever heard from her.  "You
may have received a reduced sentence from this Center, but you still have
fifteen days of retribution and punishment waiting for you at home."

   Emily steps back and looks towards her father, "Daddy?"

   In a soft voice Daddy says calmly, "You heard your mother, let's go
dear. We have a flogging chamber and a cage all set up in the basement. 
Fifteen more days of retribution and punishment then we will talk about
where you want to go for college."

   They each grab one of Emily's hands and guide her towards the exit.  She
looks back and The Commandant and The Captain just wave to her, both with a
huge smile on their face, as if they knew what lies ahead for Emily.

   THE END

  
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