Judicial Punishment Lottery Pt. 04

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"There you go, sorted. Go talk to her. She's obviously totally bananas about you."

"Even now."

"Jesus you're hard work. Look, we all do stupid shit we end up regretting. It doesn't make us evil bastards; it just makes us human. So, you got horny watching a hot naked woman you'd obviously fallen for getting her bum smacked, big deal. Stop being a primadonna and give yourself a fucking break. She's forgiven you, now go make-up. Trust me make-up sex is the best."

"That the voice of experience?"

"Totally. It's the dog's bollocks."

"What about you?"

Patricia smiled, "Oh, I'll be fine. Not the first time I've slept on that couch trust me. Now, off you go."

Karen made her way to the bedroom and nervously peeked through the door. Shona was lying under the covers in the darkened room and in the light from the doorway, Karen could see she had been crying. The nurse looked up at her, "Hey."

"Got room in that bed for me?"

Shona grinned, "Maybe."

"I'm sor-"

"If you say you're sorry one more time I'm going to fucking strangle you."

Karen laughed at the petulant tone in Shona's voice and the nurse's face lit up, "There she is! There's my Karen. God, I've missed you..."

Shona threw back the quilt and Karen saw the woman was naked under the covers, "You coming?"

"If I'm lucky."

"Oh, I think that's a given."

Karen smiled but hesitated and a pensive look crossed her face

"What is it?"

"Patricia."

"What about her?"

"We can't leave her out there again, that's like the third time we'll have left her out in the cold while we... you know. Can we maybe...?"

"If you want to ask her you go ahead."

"But what will I say? I mean I can't just..."

Shona laughed and shouted, "Hey Pat! You up for a threesome?!"

The clatter of rapid footsteps provided an immediate answer.

...

Shona clambered off the motorbike vowing that if she ever got on the back of that hellish bloody thing ever again it would be too soon.

Karen swung her leg over and gracefully dismounted, "See, we made it, nothing to it."

"That thing is a deathtrap. I felt like I was in an X-wing going down the Death Star canyon all the way here."

"Oh, come on! I barely went above forty."

Shona recalled the traffic hurtling past and the absolutely nerve-wracking corners, "It seemed more. I was hanging on for dear life."

"Mmm, yeah, I kinda enjoyed that."

"Not as much as you enjoyed last night."

"Last night was fun, Patricia certainly seemed to think so."

Shona giggled lasciviously as she cast her mind back to what they had done to the little redhead. At first, the three women had spent time simply holding and cuddling each other, but then Shona had met Karen's gaze and saw the mischievous glint in her eyes as she looked at the redhead and back at the nurse. She winked and nodded silently.

Patricia had been snuggling in happily when suddenly she was grabbed and lifted bodily. She gave a little cry of surprise as she was deposited on the bed between the two larger women, "Hey! What gives? What are you two up..."

Karen silenced her with a deep kiss while fondling her breasts and the redhead's eyes went wide as Shona slid her hands around her hips and down the front of her knickers to tease her suddenly wet pussy.

The nurse gave her a throaty giggle as she nuzzled the back of her neck and continued her teasing, "You're wet like a swamp you little minx."

Karen paused in her kissing, "Is she? Oh my, she is a naughty little thing and no mistake."

Patricia looked into the faces of both women, who were smiling and regarding her in much the same way a pair of lionesses would look at some tasty little morsel. Karen licked her lips and the little redhead swallowed nervously, "Oh shit, now I'm for it."

She was right. For a long while the two women had their way with the helpless redhead, kissing, stroking, fondling and fingering every part of her until her body gave in and she shrieked and thrashed as her orgasm crashed over her.

Her senses overloaded but eventually the quivering woman managed to bring the world back into focus, only to hear Karen's voice whispering in her ear, "Oh, I think we can do better than that don't you?"

The woman slithered down her body and Patricia gave a loud gasp as her knickers were pushed down out of the way and an inquisitive tongue began probing at the folds of her pussy. Shona held her squirming and helpless while she kissed the back of her neck, reaching round her body to play with her breasts, squeezing and fondling them gently while teasing her nipples. The redhead moaned and whimpered as Karen's tongue probed and teased her ruthlessly. It didn't take long for the sensations of this double assault to overcome her, and she panted, quivered and moaned as she came again.

Shona giggled, "Poor Patricia, the woods are lovely dark and deep and you really do have miles to go before you sleep."

For the rest of the night, the two women tortured her deliciously and all the little redhead could do was squirm helplessly in their grip as they brought her to one gorgeous orgasm after another. Eventually, she lay there completely supine and spent, reduced to an exhausted quivering, whimpering heap, and at last, the two women were merciful, cuddling her gently until she fell asleep in their arms.

Patricia was exhausted, her body covered in a sheen of sweat, almost every muscle aching wonderfully. It had probably been the most erotic and sexually exciting night of her young life and she drifted off with an enormously happy, and extremely well-satisfied smile on her face.

Shona felt herself growing warm at the memory.

"Yeah, that was fun. What will we do to her tonight?"

"More of the same?"

"Well, if it isn't broke... Though we could add a little light bondage. She'd probably love it."

As the two women spoke Karen led the way to a large, armoured door, held up her ID card and keyed in a code. The door slid aside and swallowing nervously Shona stepped into the bowels of the Correction Centre. Seeking distraction from her nerves she tried to make smalltalk and blurted out the first thing that came to mind:

"How's your arse?"

"Stings like a bastard, how's yours?"

"Getting better."

Karen giggled, "I'm going to buy you some tight leather biker trousers. I think I could watch you wearing those all day and not get bored once."

The nurse gave the leather-clad woman walking in front of her a long look. "Definitely worth looking at."

"Now you've got me thinking about peeling you out of that outfit you damnable pest. How am I going to concentrate on what poor Pete is wearing... I mean saying, oh bloody Hell..."

"Did I mention I wasn't wearing knickers under this?"

"Sounds a bit sweaty to me."

"You'll have to wait to find out."

"Damn."

"Okay, I'm taking you to reception to log you in and get you a temporary pass, then we can have a tour and go see Pete. If we pass any custodies it's probably best you don't speak to them, trust me the regulars will spot you're new to this in a heartbeat and some will try to exploit any feelings of sympathy they think you might have. You'll be supervised at all times though so you shouldn't have any problems."

"Supervised?"

"Well, it's a secure building so yes, until they're properly vetted nobody gets to wander around unsupervised."

Karen gave the nurse a happy smile, "I think you'll find today pretty fascinating to be honest. It'll be like seeing behind the scenes. Not just all the procedural stuff but all the rest as well. Maybe it's a bit like nursing, all the public see are you guys doing your thing, friendly but efficient, but behind the curtain, it's a bunch of workmates doing their best with all the usual gubbins of good days and bad, gossip, workplace romances, unreasonable demands from bosses and, of course griping to your mates."

Sona saw the happy smile on the woman's face, "You're enjoying this aren't you?"

"Of course, who doesn't like showing off at work."

They were walking down a corridor as they chatted when a door opened on the left and an attractive young woman, maybe slightly younger than Shona emerged, naked apart from sandals and a pair of yellow Marigold gloves. She was pushing a hoover and had a small basket with polish and dusters in it. Both women jumped.

Susan couldn't help but stare as the woman apologised, "Jeez, sorry, got a bit of a scare there."

"Er... That's okay I guess."

Karen looked at her and frowned, "Come on Kate, you know the rules."

The girl blushed, "Shit, sorry."

Shona looked on aghast as she leaned against a wall and stuck her bum out.

"Forget it Kate, I'm not going to do anything to you, but you must remember, some folks here are real sticklers for the rules. Until your sentence is complete you have to call people either Sir or Ma'am when you address them. Anyway, relax okay. This is Shona by the way, Shona, meet Kate."

"Er hi..."

"Shona's new, as you can tell by the blushes."

The young girl giggled and waved her Marigold gloves, "Like my outfit?"

"Behave. So, Kate here got busted a while back for some shitty possession of Cannabis charge. She was the one holding for her student mates, so she got charged with supplying drugs, total bullshit, but there you go. Anyway, the judge saw right through it, and she got sentenced to twelve lashes with a strop and forty hours of community service. Course some idiot politician a while back came up with the brilliant fucking plan to make people do their CS in the nude, you know, as part of the whole public shaming thing. Stupidest bloody thing I've ever heard. Can you imagine sending some young guy or girl out into the streets like this? First, they'd bloody freeze to death and second, I doubt they would last an hour before someone got groped by a drunk or worse. So, we generally make them work here cleaning rooms, mopping cells, that sort of thing, or we farm them out to Police Stations, ambulance depots, fire stations, and the like, so they get a measure of protection. Mostly we get folks to do their time on the weekends or maybe a couple of hours in the evening, it depends on their work and family commitments etc. Anyway, I didn't know this was your weekend, Kate?"

"Oh, I've only got twelve hours left to go, and I got the chance to do two six-hour days over one weekend instead of another six two-hour sessions and I volunteered to just get it over with. I was in yesterday and once I finish today that's me done."

"That's great, how you finding it? Everyone treating you okay."

"Well, the Sergeant guy is still a bit scary, but everyone else has been really nice. Not enjoying the whole scrubbing toilets bit, but I've done worse, like when I worked in a hotel over the holidays a year ago. At least here there's been no sleazy bugger trying to grope me every five minutes."

"You getting a break now and again?"

"Yea, Maggie makes sure I get a cup of tea or something every so often. She's really sweet."

Shona piped up, "What's with the whole sir or ma'am thing?"

Karen gave Kate a smile, "Well, technically she has to call everyone that. If she doesn't, she can get a hiding, sorry a 'supplementary discipline session' for showing disrespect. Most of us don't give a shit about petty stuff like that as long as she's not calling us names or something, but you're not in uniform, she knows me, but you're a guest. You could be someone important or a boss or something and anyone seeing her failing to show proper respect to a boss would almost have to do something about it, otherwise, they could leave themselves open to getting grief."

"Oh, sorry Kate."

"It's okay, it only happened to me the once so far and that's cos I bumped into the Inspector. I spilt cleaning fluid all over both of us and I swore. He was okay with it to be fair. In fact, I think he thought it was pretty funny, but he was giving a tour to some official types so that was that."

"What happened?"

"Oh, I got sent to the spankatorium and got my arse slapped a few times. It wasn't that bad. I think they took it easy on me."

"Spankatorium?"

"It's a general punishment room, but I call it the 'spankatorium'. I'm studying classical Roman history and sometimes I can't help myself."

The nurse chuckled in spite of herself and grinned at the naked woman, "If we can get into trouble for swearing, I'm probably fucked."

Kate laughed, "You still have your knickers on so you should be safe enough."

Shona gave Karen a meaningful stare, "Knickers you say, hmmm..."

Karen rolled her eyes and shushed her, "Hey Kate, Shona here is an observer for the day, why don't you meet us for elevenses in the canteen? We'll stand you a cup of coffee and a doughnut, and you can tell her about your experiences here."

"Sure, that'd be nice, see you then. Nice meeting you Shona."

"Er, you too."

As they walked off Shona asked, "How do you know her?"

"Oh, I administered her twelve lashes, nice kid really."

Shona stared but remained silent. Sometimes she forgot just who she was with, and what it was they did.

The reception area was as she remembered it, but Shona couldn't be certain if it was the same woman who initially booked her in when she had attended her own judicial punishment as she'd been far too terrified at the time to focus. Karen introduced everyone and Shona was quickly and efficiently registered. A small scanning unit fitted to the desk recorded her image and fingerprints and very shortly she was issued a pale blue visitors' ID badge. The laminated badge showed a passport-style image of her, as well as her details and biometric data, and it clipped neatly onto her lapel. Given she knew she would be visiting an official building Shona had brought a modest blouse and skirt outfit with her so she could be presentable in a work environment. The heavy leather jacket she wore was probably perfect for riding about on Karen's motorbike, but she figured it might not go down so well in an office like this.

"Hey Karen, I can't wander about wearing this heavy thing, I'll melt, I need to change before we see Pete."

"We'll dump the leathers in my locker before we get started and you can get changed there."

"Cheers."

The locker room was modern and clean, but Shona was stunned when she saw it was unisex and that men and women changed in and out of uniform together. Karen nodded a greeting to one woman who was coming off shift and standing in bra and knickers and Shona yelped in surprise when a naked man wandered in from the showers rubbing his hair with a towel. Seeing them he smiled and wandered over, "Hey Karen, how're things? I thought this was a day off for you. Did you change shift?"

Shona blushed furiously, the guy was nude and standing right in front of her without a care in the world. Yes, he wasn't bad looking and obviously pretty fit, and yes his dick was rather presentable but even so, this was just a bit more familiarity than she had expected.

"Hey, Mike. No, just showing my friend Shona around, she's thinking about applying and we're going to have a chat with Pete. Er, Mike, no offence but as you can tell front the amazing colour she just turned she's maybe not as used to your gorgeous good looks as I am. Can you do me a favour and maybe turn your back for just a minute so she can get changed?"

The man laughed in a good-natured way, "Oh Shona, I'm so sorry. I guess it is a bit weird to have naked guys just wandering about. It kinda comes with the training, Pete will explain. Here, I really didn't mean to make you uncomfortable, I can go to the other end of the room if you like and the lockers will block me from seeing you change, would that help?"

Shona had blushed to her roots, but she was anything if not adaptable. Putting a brave face on things she did her best not to be rude, "No, it's okay, my fault, I mean it is your locker room after all and I'm just a visitor. No need to go all the way over there on my account, but if you don't mind could you maybe turn around? Sorry to be a prude, I'm just not used to mixed changing rooms."

The man laughed and turned, presenting Shona with a view of his rather cute ass, "Not a problem Shona, we were all new once. So, you're thinking of applying?"

The nurse struggled to keep her voice normal and chat as she tried to change her clothes in a furiously rapid flurry. Karen couldn't help but giggle at her antics, "God I should have filmed this, Patricia would have wet herself laughing."

Karen helped the embarrassed woman button her blouse and held her steady as she pulled up her tights. "There you go, as modest and cute as can be. You can turn round again Mike, what do you think?"

The man did so with a grin, "Never mind her Shona, you look charming, are you here for an interview?"

"No, just a chat with Pete before I decide whether to apply or not, but I thought I'd best make an effort to look respectable. I can't just waltz in there wearing a biker's jacket and jeans."

"Smart decision, doing a bit of research and looking about one of the facilities before you decide. Given what we do it must look a bit weird, by normal standards. I mean 'what do you do? Oh, I strip people naked and beat them, why?' it just doesn't sound normal at all does it," he said with an infectious grin.

Karen butted in with a smile, "Sorry Mike, love to chat but I want to get a tour done before we go see Pete. We'll be in the canteen about eleven talking with Kate if you fancy a coffee."

"Kate? Our newest naked cleaner? Nice kid, but I get this weird vibe off her, it's like she's almost enjoying herself."

"You sure it's not just that you enjoy looking at her bum? She is kinda cute after all."

"I wondered about that, I mean you're right, she is pretty. But she's also really curious. She's always looking around, chatting, she just seems fascinated by it all. I mean yeah, she was embarrassed being in the nude on her first day, but now? I don't think she gives a toss."

"Think she's a plant? Maybe a journalist or something?"

"I dunno, maybe, but it could just be she's genuinely curious. You know what? She's either a weirdo who likes getting her kit off, she's maybe thinking of applying, or she's doing some kind of research, maybe as a journalist, maybe for some student thesis. I'm not really sure."

Shona was fascinated, "Could she get in trouble?"

"Oh, fuck yeah. But it depends. If she's made some kind of fraudulent declaration to get here, then she's gonna be spending a while going through correctional therapy in a short-term prison and that's not a thing she would enjoy, not at all. But if she hasn't lied, and for some reason just fancies writing about her experience or something then there's no problem. I mean some folks might get annoyed if she makes them look bad, but it's not a crime or anything unless she lies about us in print, then the lawyers chase her with a libel suit."

Karen looked at the nurse, "You know what Shona, you should ask her."

"Huh? Why me?"

"Cos you're a civvie, not one of us evil Gestapo types just yet. If you ask, she might just tell you something."

"I suppose, I guess."

"Well look at it this way, if she's a fraud and gets caught, and it looks like she will, then she's fucked. But if she goes to the boss and comes clean before that happens then she might save herself a whole ton of grief later, maybe. I mean given Mike suspects then you can bet your ass he's not the only one."

Mike grinned, "Oh, thanks. Make me look thick why don't you."

"You know what I mean Mike."

"Yea, just messing with you. So, we gonna send in 'Agent Shona' to save the day?"

Shona blushed, "Do you guys take the piss all the time, or is it just with me?"

Mike and Karen simultaneously blurted, "Just you," before laughing at each other.

Karen shook her head with amusement and took the nurse by the elbow, "Right, we have to get a move on. Come on Shona, stop looking at his manly bits, we have stuff to do."