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 ï>¿Strip for Punishment. 



   I had been in the force for a month.  I have to admit that I found the
discipline  difficult to take.  Wash this.  Iron that.  Polish those. 
Stand to attention.  Jump over that  obstacle.  It went on and on.  Why I
had joined I did not know but my signature was on  the form and I was
lumbered for three years.  Some of the girls seemed to enjoy it all.  I 
didn -(TM)t.  After a month we had to  -~fall in -(TM) outside of our hut
and were marched to the  parade ground to be inspected by the commanding
officer.  We all dutifully lined up at  the edge of the parade ground and
out strode the big wig herself.  Greying hair - what  there was of it -
smartly pressed uniform with creases that would cut wood and shoes  so
shiny it was a wonder she wasn -(TM)t worried people could see her knickers
in them.  The thought crossed my mind what sort they were.  I could see
she was the sort who  would wear baggy ones with elasticated legs that
covered her stocking tops.  We were called to  -~attention -(TM) and
called to  -~open order -(TM) for inspection.  She  walked down each rank,
tweaking a tie straight, pulling a tunic down setting a cap at  just the
right angle.  Until she came to me.   -~Your name, girl? -(TM)   -~Jones,
Ma -(TM)am. -(TM) I had at least learned to speak respectfully to anyone
with badges  of rank and most of all scrambled egg on their shoulders.  
-~Ah, yes.  Jones.  I have been hearing about you.  None of it good, I
-(TM)m afraid, -(TM) she  looked me up and down,  -~You are aware of the
standards we require of you regarding  your uniform and performance?
-(TM)   -~Yes, Ma -(TM)am. -(TM)   -~Then why do you look as though you
have slept in your uniform?  It is dirty,  unpressed and put on so that
nothing is in neat. -(TM)   -~Yes, Ma -(TM)am. -(TM)   -~I will deal with
you when I have finished my inspection. -(TM)   -~Yes, Ma -(TM)am. -(TM) 
What was waiting for me?  Jankers?  Running round the parade ground in full
kit?  What?  The inspection over she stood in front of the troop.  
-~Most of you are doing quite  well, -(TM) she said looking along the
lines,  -~Some of you are appalling and must be  disciplined for your lack
of progress.  One of you, the worst, will be subject to  immediate
discipline.  If any of you others fall short of my requirements you will
be  subject to the same discipline at my next inspection. -(TM)  
-~Jones, fall out and march smartly up to the line here. -(TM) she pointed
to a white line  on the tarmac near her feet.  I did my best to march
smartly in the hope that it would reduce my punishment  and stood to
attention with my toes near the line.   -~About turn.  You may have heard,
Jones, that in Men o -(TM) War sailors were lashed  to a grating and their
clothes slit from their bodies before the Cat o -(TM) Nine Tails was  let
out of the bag and then they were given up to three dozen lashes to teach
them  discipline and to obey orders.  These days we treat you young ladies
much more kindly  and, as the Country has paid large sums of money for
that uniform you are wearing,  we would not damage it.  So, Jones, Strip
for Punishment. -(TM)  What did she mean  -~Strip for Punishment -(TM)? 
Surely she did not expect me to take  off my clothes here on the parade
ground?  I stood rigidly to attention.   -~Did I not make myself clear,
Jones?  I gave you an order.  Strip for Punishment. -(TM)  I did not move.
 -~Sorry, Ma -(TM)am, I do not understand what you want me to do. -(TM) 
She stuck her face close to mine and I could smell stale cigarette smoke on
her  breath.   -~Strip, Jones, means take off your clothes, all of them.
Undress, completely.  Get  naked.  Now, or do you want help to do so?
-(TM)   -~I.....I can -(TM)t take everything off here.  Why do you need me
to do so? -(TM)   -~So, Jones, we can administer the proper punishment for
your failure to obey  orders and to maintain an appearance fitting to the
uniform you are wearing.  Now  STRIP. -(TM)  Still I resisted.  She
nodded to the two orderlies standing nearby.   -~Help Jones to  strip
ready for punishment.  She seems reluctant to obey the order. -(TM)  
-~Yes, Ma -(TM)am. -(TM) One orderly stood behind me and pinned my arms
behind my  back.  The other started by removing my cap and placing it in a
box she had  thoughtfully brought with her.  Her fingers moved to the
buttons on my tunic and, one  by one, she popped them open.  Her deft
fingers moved to the smaller buttons on my  blouse.  There was no doubt
now that they intended to strip me naked.  My blouse  gaped open exposing
my bra -(TM).  The fingers moved to the clip at the front.  Why had I 
chosen today of all days to wear a front loader?  My clothes were pushed
back over my  shoulders and down my arms and my breasts popped into the
view not only of the rest  of my platoon but anybody else who walked
across the parade ground.  With a deft  twist my clothes were slid off of
my arms and joined my cap in the box.  I was naked  down to my waist and
again grasped from behind in a vice like grip.  My straining  against it
pushed out my breasts and my nipples perked up in the chill air.   -~Seize
her to the punishment frame, -(TM) ordered the commanding officer.  I was
dragged back and my arms stretched over my head, one each, by the 
orderlies and loops on the frame slid over may hands and onto my wrists. 
The cords  on the loops passed through self locking cleats - at least I
remembered that from the  lectures - and were pulled tight so that I was
almost lifted from my feet.   -~Continue to strip her before seizing her
feet, -(TM) ordered the C.O.  unnecessarily as  those fingers of the
orderlies were already busily undoing the clasp at the waistband  of my
skirt and sliding down the zip.  Struggle as I may they inexorably removed
my  clothes.  My skirt fell down over my knees and off, my shoes were
removed to the box  and my tights were eased over my hips, slid down my
legs and soon joined them.  I  was totally naked except for my panties and
my arms were stretched upwards on the  frame.  But not quite enough for
the C.O.   -~Seize her ankles as well and apply the waist strap.  We do
not want her harming  herself during punishment. -(TM)  My feet were
dragged sideways and secured by yet more loops and tightened by  the
cleats.  A strap was placed round my waist and pulled tight.  I was
suspended  totally in the frame.  But at least I stil had my panties on
and as my feet were tied to  the frame they would not come off over
them.   -~Those knickers were not issued to you with your uniform were
they? -(TM)   -~No, ma -(TM)am, -(TM) I managed to stutter out hoping at
least to retain them.  She nodded to the orderly.   -~Cut them off.
-(TM)  A large pair of scissors were produced and the sides of my panties
cut through.  The remaining rag joined the rest of my uniform in the
box.  Totally naked, totally helpless, my breasts bursting from my body
and now with  my legs spread open by the frame my most intimate area was
opened to the gaze of  my platoon.  I hung my head in shame.  The C.O. 
waved her cane at my pubic area.   -~Were you not instructed to shave
that  bush off? -(TM) she demanded,  -~So as not to risk lice and other
nasties hiding in it?  Once  again you have disobeyed an order and this
must be rectified.  Shave her! -(TM), she barked  at the orderly.  The
frame was tilted halfway back and a can of shaving foam produced.  My 
luxuriant bush still at least partially hid my labia.   -~No ...... 
Noo.....NOOOO! -(TM) I gasped  as the foam was sprayed onto my pubic hair
- but to no avail.  A brush was produced  and amid much giggling from the
rest of the platoon the foam was spread round and  between my legs
seemingly with particular attention to the area around my clit the  brush
stimulating it into erection.  The razor was produced and the hair sliced
off until  I was as smooth as a baby and my open labia fully exposed.  
-~I think she needs rinsing off, -(TM) said the C.O.  with a nasty grin on
her face.   -~Fill the  buckets. -(TM)  Two buckets of cold water from a
tap at the edge of the parade ground came into  my view and then the frame
was tilted back so I was flat out before they were poured  over me from
head to toe.  They were freezing cold and my nipples stiffened even 
further.   -~Doctor, -(TM) called the C.O.  to a women with a white coat
over her uniform,  -~I think  a little internal cleansing is required. 
Would you attend to it, please? -(TM)   -~With pleasure,  -~ said the
doctor gazing worryingly at my naked and restrained  body,  -~The full
treatment? -(TM)   -~Of course. -(TM)  A trolley was wheeled to the side
of the frame and a instrument which I had seen  during my gynaecological
exams picked up.  A speculum I thought with horror.  I am  going to be
impaled on it in front of all these other girls.  Too late!  A lubricated
gloved  hand slid from the bottom to the top of my labia and I became
tense and shuddered at  the thought.  The fingers parted my greasy labia
and pushed back the hood of my clit  which popped out at the touch and
stayed out it was so hard.  With the doctor standing  beside the frame my
labia were held apart so that the entrance to my vagina was clear  for the
girl -(TM)s gaze.  My muscles tensed as I struggled against the unyielding
bonds.   -~If you do not relax, this is going to hurt, -(TM) said the
doctor as she slid the end of the  speculum into my vagina and pushed it
home.  She was right it did hurt.   -~Now for the  vaginal douche, -(TM)
added the doctor as she took up a rubber bulb with a spout and slid it 
between the blades of the speculum.  I felt the warm water spraying onto my
cervix  and running back out and down the crack of my bum.  The flow
ceased and the  speculum was collapsed and withdrawn.  Perhaps my torment
was over.   -~Will the defaulter be subjected to a colonic irrigation as
well ma -(TM)am? -(TM) asked the  doctor.   -~Of course!. -(TM)  The
frame was spun round and I found myself face down with my spread legs 
towards the platoon and everything, and I do mean everything now I was
shaved fully,  exposed to the point where I could feel the chill air
blowing on my anus.  The strap  and ropes were tightened so that I was
pulled taunt on the frame and the doctor hung a  bag on the frame with a
tube attached to it.  The fingers opened my buttocks even  more fully and
lubricated my anus and then plunged inside me.  My muscle tightened  but I
was too strongly retrained for them to have any effect against the doctor
sliding a  tube into my well lubricated rectum.  The clip on the tube from
the bag was loosened  and water flowed into and out again from my
bottom.   -~All done ma -(TM)am, -(TM) reported the doctor and again the
frame was spun and I ended  up facing the platoon again.  But I was not
released from my bonds.   -~Jones has been punished for her slackness in
not maintaining the highest  standards in her work, -(TM) said the C.O., 
-~You, Samuelson, .......  I could see Jane blanche, was she going to be 
-~Stripped for Punishment -(TM)?  ..........were lucky that it was not you
who was punished this week but I only  punish one person each week which I
find encourages everybody.  Release the  defaulter. -(TM)  First my legs
were untied and then the waist strap released before finally my  wrists
were freed.  I went to collect my clothes, even without panties they would
be  comforting.  The C.O.  put her foot on the box.   -~Rejoin the ranks,
Jones.  If after fifteen minutes  of drill I am convinced you are trying
your best to improve you may have the uniform  which you were disgracing
back.  Until then you remain naked. -(TM)  I rejoined the ranks.  Washed,
shaven and flushed out I did my best only too aware  that my breasts
bounced and swung as I marched and turned and that the gravel was  damned
uncomfortable to stamp on!  Fifteen minutes up!  We were stood to
attention and I was told to fall out, collect  my uniform and run naked
back to the barracks to struggle back into it - after I had  sponged and
pressed it to perfection.  No way was I going to be seized up to the 
defaulters -(TM) frame.  But I looked forward to seeing one of the others
in that position!