The last week had been a filled with court visits, short hearings, and meetings with her lawyer, Mr. Braxton. One of the first things she had done when she returned from her second session at the Punishment Center, where her pussy had been spanked in front of a live audience, was to tell the law firm what had happened to her during the strip search.
There, a guard, the most unprofessional one she had encountered over during her two visits to the Punishment Center, had goaded her into disobeying him. He filed a disciplinary complaint and Gracie had had nipple clamps attached to her breasts in addition to her scheduled sentence. She knew it had been stupid to not listen to the guard, but he had made her mad and she stubborn. She was convinced he had abused his power.
As it turned out, she was right. Mr. Braxton had filed an emergency motion with the courts about the guard's behavior and attempted to get Gracie's third punishment reduced or removed because her rights had been violated. The results had been mixed. The judge issued reprimands to the two guards who conducted her search and the Director of the Punishment Center promised to investigate. Unfortunately, though, the judge refused to change her sentence. However, he did allow Gracie to change her punishment appointment to another Punishment Center in order to avoid any guard's that might have a bone to pick after her complaint.
As it stood, her punishment had been postponed a few days, from Friday to Monday, and, instead of it taking place at the Center in the downtown of her home city, it was going to happen at a smaller Punishment Center located in a town nearly two hours away. It was the closest Center that had the equipment necessary for her unique, and, she had recently learned, rare punishment.
In legal language, her punishment was a "J45" described as, "corporal punishment by electroshock." In her mind, Gracie had just shortened it to "electrocution." She knew that was, perhaps, a little dramatic, conjuring images of the electric chair or spies with car batteries, but it wasn't technically incorrect. She knew that the Punishment Centers, one guard excepted, were professional and meticulous. Whatever was going to happen was going to be painful, but it was also going to be safe, otherwise it wouldn't be on the books.
Now Sunday night, she was sitting in a hotel room with her two new friends whom she had met two weeks ago during her first punishment. Her friendship with Kelsey and AJ had formed quickly over the last two weeks. It had been forged in unique circumstances as they all waited to be punished in front of a roaring crowd at a public park. Kelsey had declared the three of them sisters and Gracie couldn't deny how close she felt to the two of them.
They were both a decade younger than her, making them much younger sisters. Gracie was twenty-nine while Kelsey was nineteen and AJ was eighteen. Initially, that had made Gracie want to distance herself from them, but they had stayed glued to her side and they had proven to be wise beyond their years. Last weekend, Gracie had slept over at Kelsey's apartment the night before her second punishment and this weekend Gracie had invited them to stay in her hotel room. They happily accepted an invitation to keep her company.
They had arrived in town on Saturday and were staying until Monday morning when Gracie had to report to the Punishment Center. Yesterday they had went strawberry picking at a local farm and enjoyed the sunny late May weather outdoors. Gracie was glad to distract herself with a minivacation out in the country and was glad to fund her friends joining her. She knew, deep down, that they would have come anywhere to support her, but it made her feel better to show them a good time, too.
Earlier today, they had went shopping and had eaten dinner at one of the restaurants on the town's main street and then returned to the hotel. Soon, she was expecting Kelsey to bring up the topic of her punishment. Gracie had demanded that they try to forget about it until tonight, but she was surprised to be looking forward to discussing it.
Last week, when she had stayed at Kelsey's place, they had stripped down in an effort to get over their insecurities about people seeing them naked and Kelsey had, lightly, spanked Gracie between her legs to practice for the next day's punishment. It had kind of worked, perhaps too well, Gracie thought. In fact, she had been turned on by being watched and admired by the crowd. Once she set her insecurities aside, she had discovered some latent exhibitionist desires.
Kelsey and AJ were sitting together on their bed watching TV. They had started a budding romance the last week and were sleeping together, giving Gracie the other bed to herself. Gracie knew they had hooked up last weekend and was glad that it was continuing, rather than one of them recoiling from their first, Gracie presumed, lesbian encounter. Kelsey was the smallest of the girls with a cute round face and a boyish haircut while AJ had a much fuller figure and long curly blonde hair that she currently had tied in a bun atop her head.
The three of them were already in their pajamas. Gracie was in a white t-shirt and long black men's basketball shorts down to her knees. Kelsey had on her glasses, which she only wore in private, and was in gym clothes, which, Gracie had discovered, was what she wore when she wasn't trying to look good. Her black shorts with white stripes just barely came below her ass and she had one of her many college shirts. AJ was the only one in anything that was meant to be sleepwear. She had a satiny, navy button up shirt and billowy shorts, each with matching white trim.
"Soooo," Kelsey started, switching the television off, "Are you ready to talk about it. You said it helped last week."
"I know I'm ready. Last week was," AJ hesitated, "interesting."
Kelsey nudged her friend, not knowing how Gracie felt about last week. The three of them had avoided talking about it, so far.
"That's ok. I would say last week was fun, I guess. It was for you two, for sure," Gracie responded, while moving from the small chair in the corner to her bed. The three girls all repositioned themselves so they each sat cross legged facing each other with Gracie on one bed and the younger girls on theirs.
AJ blushed, realizing that she could have just put her foot in her mouth, but she smiled as Gracie let her off the hook.
"So, do you want to talk about last week or just focus on tomorrow?" Kelsey asked.
"There isn't much to say about last week. It sucked like you'd expect. You know I was in court this week over something that happened there."
"Yeah what was that about?"
"Um, I got an enhancement because a guard broke a rule. That's why we are out here in the country for tomorrow instead of the usual Center."
Her friends frowned but didn't speak.
Gracie realized that they wanted more information. Sighing she said, "Clamps," as she cupped her large breasts with her palms.
"Ow, sorry," AJ said, "Sorry we shouldn't be so curious."
"No, it's ok. I'm fine with being an open book, just like last week. I really have to tell you all, I wasn't
that
embarrassed," Gracie said, "And that's because of last week. It really helped. Thank you."
"You'd do it for us," Kelsey responded.
"Well, don't break the law and I won't have to," Gracie laughed, "But I would."
"I wasn't planning on it," AJ added, "It sounds like Kelsey is considering it."
The three women laughed at the joke. Gracie thought about telling them about liking being watched, but she hesitated. "
Is that too weird? No, gonna be open about it, they're my friends."
"I am not!" Kelsey assured AJ. "I mean, I did meet you guys, but, you know," she trailed off, not wanting to tell her new girlfriend she would have rather not met her.
Gracie knew what would avoid that conversation, "Well on that note. Last time wasn't all bad, and this is weird, you'll have to forgive me, but I kind of liked being looked at."
"What?" Kelsey exclaimed.
"Oh God, is it that bad?" Gracie asked, grimacing.
"No, no, just tell us. It's interesting!" AJ urged.
"Ok, good. I kind of thought it might be like an insult to you two. That . . ." She collected her thoughts and restarted, "I don't know. I thought it might hurt your feelings that I liked doing something that resembled what happened to you two."
Both girls shrugged their shoulders.
Gracie was relieved they weren't insulted, "I'm so glad. I felt weird about it. I didn't know that about myself and I think it's because I was focusing on not being insecure and the audience clapped for me when I went on stage. It was a rush."
