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Special Punishment
by Persona Ohnlyne (lucasliso22@datafull.com)
***
In the future, new laws bring new punishments to
criminals. (FF, nc, sci-fi)
***
It's the year 2053. The authorities have approved a
reform to the penal code, this new laws apply new forms
of punishments for determined crimes. It has been
proven that punishments of deprivation of sexual
liberty are more effective than monetary fines or
imprisonment.
- - -
"Trial number 3835. The defendant Christine P. R. at
the date of 7/25 of the present year, did not stop her
car at three different red lights." said the judge.
"How does the defendant plead?"
"I plead innocent, your honor." replied Christine, as
her lawyer recommended.
"Well, the automatic sign detector incorporated on your
car and on every traffic light has verified that you
did pass three red lights without stopping." said the
judge. "This is irrefutable proof that you are indeed
guilty of the charges. This court sentences you to two
months of forced sexual deprivation. Does the defendant
has anything to say in her defense?"
"Your honor, it was an accident. It wont happen again!"
pleaded Christine.
"Your allegation makes no change on your sentence. Now,
let the sentence be carried away." said the judge.
Christine is handcuffed and taken by a female officer
to another wing of the building, where she is taken by
another female officer to carry on her sentence.
Christine knew what her punishment consisted of...
"May I go to the bathroom first?" asked Christine in a
tiny, pleading voice.
"No!" replied the female officer, "No you can't. You
might try to masturbate, and that is forbidden for you
since the sentence was announced by the judge. I'll be
done in fifteen minutes, and you can go then."
The female officer unlocked Christine's handcuffs,
"Okay, now take off your panties and sit over there."
she ordered.
The thing that Christine was ordered to sit on looked a
lot like those chairs with stirrups commonly used by
gynecologists, Christine was then closely examined and
all of her pubic hair was shaved off. After that, the
female officer applied some strange cream on the shaved
area which irritated Christine a little.
"This cream will keep your pubic hair from growing for
at least five months, so it will prevent possible
problems or infections." explained the female officer,
"However, the cream is slightly irritating, the lab
that makes it adds some extra ingredients, made
especially for women." she added, "Imagine what it'll
be like when I fasten the belt on you." she said with
some irony.
"Okay, you can get off the seat now, rise up your skirt
while I measure you." ordered the officer.
Christine blushed and did as she was told, exposing her
shaved pussy and her butt to the female officer. The
officer took out a measure tape and took measurements
of Christine. Of her hips, 64 cm, then of the distance
from her front to her back in between the legs, 59 cm.
"Okay, with that taken care of, let's pick your new
underwear." said the officer, clearly enjoying herself.
She walked over to a shelf filled with chastity belts
in different sizes, all of them ordered by their size
from bigger to smaller. Finally, she found one that
matched Christine's measures, "Here we go! This one
will do just fine! Okay, let's see how it looks on
you."
The woman placed the belt on Christine, adjusting it as
much as possible so it fitted snuggly around her hips
and between her legs.
"It's too tight." complained Christine.
"It is?" asked the officer, "Well, let's see. Hold your
breath and suck your stomach in."
Christine did as she was told. But the officer took the
opportunity to fasten the belt even harder around her
waist, and then locked the padlock on it with a loud
CLICK.
"No! No! I wanted you to loose it a little bit!"
complained Christine again.
"Oh, I'm so sorry." said the officer, with a voice that
showed that she wasn't. "But once the padlock is locked
on, I cannot open it until you finish the time of your
sentence, which is two months from now."
"Okay, now let me tell you the ground rules for this,"
said the officer casually.
"You are not allowed to take off the chastity belt
under any circumstance. If you try to open your
chastity belt, and get caught, then your sentence will
be increased by one year. In case of an emergency, you
should come directly to us." explained the woman.
"Also, if you happen to commit another crime while
wearing the belt, you will be forced to wear it for one
year more."
"And what about my right?" asked Christine.
"Oh yeah! I forgot! You have the right to remain
'chaste' for the next two months. Ha, ha, ha, ha!"
laughed the female officer at her little own joke.
Christine did not find it funny at all.
"Now, let me write down your belt's number for the
files." the female officer looked at the crotch plate
of Christine's belt. "Let's see, the number is 522."
After writing down the number on the file, the female
officer gave Christine a light smack on her ass.
"Okay, you can go now. I hope you enjoy your new
underwear."
Christine walked out of the courthouse, her walk was a
little tentative. At the beginning she was sure that
everyone was staring at her, like if she had the word
"guilty" written all over her face. Then she calmed
down, telling herself that it was all in her head, and
that nobody could tell that she was wearing a chastity
belt under her skirt. She could also feel a terrible
itch on her sex, but knew that she could do nothing
about it.
She still wanted to go to the bathroom, but she decided
to wait till she reached her home...
"Finally, home at last!" exclaimed Christine as she
closed the door behind her, "I couldn't wait another
second to get here!"
She ran straight to the bathroom, and sat down on the
toilet to pee. Just like she expected, the small hole
at the crotch of the belt allowed her to pee without
problems, and she was able to dry herself easily.
But the itching was still there, so she walked over to
the bathroom mirror and lifted her skirt to take a look
at herself. All the skin surrounding her sex was
completely red, but it was on her sex itself where she
felt the itching the most. She walked over to the
bidet, and sprinkled some water on the area of her
crotch, this eased off the itching, but just a little.
It was just half an hour later when her boyfriend Peter
arrived...
"Hello Peter." said Christine greeting him.
"Hello Christine. How did the trial go?" asked Peter.
Christine looked down, "It was just like you warned me
it would be. I got two months of 'sexual deprivation'!"
"Well, that's what you get for being a bad girl and
passing with your car with a red light. Now you'll
learn your lesson." replied Peter.
"But Peter, you know how much I like to have sex...
this sentence is very hard for me!"
"Well, you'll have to get used to go on without sex for
a while."
"No! I don't want to get used to!"
"It's not like you have a choice dear." replied Peter,
"Now lift your skirt, I want to see how it looks like."
"Fine, take a look." said Christine as she lifted her
skirt for her boyfriend, showing him the stainless
steel chastity belt, "So, what do you think?"
"I think that its very well made. You won't be able to
do anything while wearing it. Well, nothing sexual at
least." he said, "The belt looks very good on you, it
constricts your hips very tightly, and it presses very
hard on your pussy."
Christine eyes started to get wet with tears as she
looked at the hard steel locked over her sex.
"This is so unfair! Not only that, but they put some
strange cream on my pussy after they shaved it, and it
has left me very exited!" she whimpered.
"Well, I don't think I'll be able to do anything to
help you with that." said Peter, "But I'm sure that you
can still satisfy me..."
- - -
The next Saturday morning, Christine went to the local
tennis club to play a game with her friend Laura.
At the dressing room, while they were changing clothes
after the game...
"Christine! What are you wearing?" asked Laura, her
eyes wide with surprise.
"It's a chastity belt, I have been prosecuted for
passing three red lights while driving, so I have to
wear it for two months." replied Christine.
"Two months without sex? Will you be able to do it?"
asked Laura.
"It's not like I have a choice! Peter tried some
things, but it's impossible for me to feel anything
with this thing on, I can't get any relief!" replied
Christine.
"Why don't you go to a locksmith to get it open?" Laura
asked.
"No! I can't do that! If they find out, they'll make me
wear it for a whole year!" Christine replied.
"I have heard about the new laws, but I have never met
anyone that has been sentenced to them. Can I take a
look of it a little closer?" asked Laura.
"Fine, if you want to."
"It looks good on you. It even has a number engraved on
it: 522."
"Peter told me the same thing, but I would like to see
you having to wear one of these!"
"Ha, ha, ha, ha! You're like one of those ladies from
medieval times, wearing a chastity belt and all! You
poor thing, no sex for you for a long time." said
Laura, "Me and my boyfriend Alfred do it every day,
several times a day! How long have you been wearing
that thing?"
"Four days."
"Four days! With your libido? I bet that you are horny
right now!"
"Yes, I'm very horny! I must admit that I envy you."
"I can see that, your nipples are as hard as a rock!"
"If I could only take this thing off for just a few
minutes..." Christine whimpered, "I would do anything
to get this thing off me!"
"I believe you." replied Laura, "You know, I might have
something that can help you..."
"Really? What?" asked Christine, very curious.
"My boss has recently bought a special lock for the
entrance of the company building. He was telling me the
other day how it is a very special lock, practically
impossible to break, and I think that they are the same
model that the government uses for their chastity
belts!" said Laura, "We can try... maybe the key would
work on your belt!"
"And you have the key?"
"Yes, my boss put me in charge of opening and closing
the front door, so I have the key with me right now,
it's in my purse... so, want to give it a try?"
Christine's eyes lit up with hope, "Oh, yes! Yes let's
try it!"
Laura rummaged a little around her purse, and produced
a small and strange looking key. "Here it is! Now all I
have to do it put it in the lock and turn it..."
The key slid inside the lock of the padlock on
Christine's chastity belt, but no matter how hard Laura
tried, the key would not turn.
"Sorry, it didn't work, I can't open it." said Laura.
But as she tried to get the key out of the padlock, she
found that it was stuck.
"Is something wrong?" asked a worried Christine.
"Hum, well, I can't remove the key, it's stuck to the
lock!" replied Laura nervously.
"Oh no! Please don't tell me that! You have to take it
out somehow, please!" pleaded Christine desperately.
"I'm sorry, but I can't do it." replied Laura, "Wait,
let me call my boss on my cell phone, maybe he'll know
why the key got stuck."
"But..."
"Don't worry, I'm not going to tell him that I tried to
open your chastity belt with it."
Laura took out her cell phone, and after talking for a
minute with her boss, she hung up.
Christine saw how Laura's face looked very worried, and
that made her worry too.
"I'm sorry Christine, he told me that this sort of
locks only open with the right key. And to prevent
anyone from forcing them open with a similar key, the
lock keeps a key stuck if it's the wrong key."
"No! Noooooo!"
- - -
Two months later, Christine went back to the courthouse
once her time was over...
She was greeted by the same female officer that had
locked her in the chastity belt.
"Well, look who we have here. If it isn't the 'little
treasure' that we put under lock and key just two
months ago! I imagine that you have been a good girl
all this time. Right?"
Christine did not answer, she remained with her head
down and in silence all the time.
"Okay, lift your skirt!" ordered the officer.
Christine did as she was told, with trembling hands she
lifted her skirt to show the officer her chastity belt.
The officer was surprised to see the key stuck in
Christine's belt, but then she looked up at her with a
knowing (and almost naughty) smile. "Well, you have
been a bad girl. You actually tried to open your belt!"
"Please, it was an accident!"
"Quiet! No excuses!"
- - -
The following day, at the courthouse...
"Christine P. R. You have been found guilty of
attempted escape. You are hereby sentenced to wear a
chastity belt for a year." said the judge to Christine.
Then he turned to look at the person next to Christine.
"Laura E. L. You have been found guilty of helping
Christine P. R. of escaping. You are hereby sentenced
to wear a chastity belt for a year!"
"Let the sentence be carried out!"
The End
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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