The Shaming and Training Of Lisa Lus (Continued)

Silvia sat primly in the study, listening smugly to the sobs from the next room. Lisa had taken quite a thrashing! And Silvia had gotten to watch, and tease the girl for crying and begging! And she'd get more the next time Silvia could manage to get her alone, which Silvia fervently hoped would be very soon. She was discussing the girl's schedule right now with her Aunt, younger and older lady both animated and laughing as they made plans for Lisa.

For her part Olivia was pleased to have found a dominant partner in Lisa's humiliation, even if she was competing with her niece for Matthew's affections, but wanted to make their respective positions unmistakably clear. She had already nixed Silvia's scheme to auction off Lisa's virginity, as she had her own plans for the girl's cherry. But she still felt Silvia was too presumptuous, and badly wanted an excuse to take the arrogant rich girl down a peg.

"Also, she's quite busy this week. Today is her doctor appointment, then my husband's birthday is tomorrow, then the next day there's a follow-up visit to the doctor..."

"Perhaps this weekend? Please, if I could just have her for a couple hours." A wheedling tone entered her voice. Silvia was itching madly to get the girl all to herself again. The thought of her lips working between Silvia's legs again, as her tears flowed, was intoxicating.

Olivia saw weakness and pounced. "Hmm, and what would your father say about last night?  Do you think he'd approve of teenage sex under his roof? Still has a cane and paddle, does he not?" Olivia raised an eyebrow.

Taken off guard, Silvia stammered. "Uh... uh... yeah..." Olivia coughed to hide a grin behind her hand, knowing she had the girl now.

"Maybe a quick demonstration of your commitment to discipline would ensure we can leave her with you this weekend?" Silvia's stomach roiled as she realized Mrs. Brite was still holding the belt, running it through her fingers fondly. She certainly hadn't imagined it would be used on her own precious cheeks!

"You... you can't! I... I have an appointment..." She tried desperately to think of a way out of this.

"Just a quick dozen over your panties, dear." Mrs. Brite assured the visibly terrified Silvia pleasantly.  "Just so you understand who's in charge.  Skirt up, dear, and count each one," she added as the teen bent over, suddenly very unhappy.  Thwack!

"Owww! One, ma'am!" Thwack! Olivia was thrilled at how her morning was going. Thwack! She'd belted her niece good and long, and now her tattling little rich friend was getting a taste as well! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! She didn't lay it in too hard, this was just a friendly reminder after all, not a punishment. Her niece was still due a hairbrushing that would make this session seem friendly indeed, and Olivia's pussy warmed at the thought of delivering serious punishment.

Nevertheless Silvia struggled to maintain her composure as the sting built up. Thwack! Thwack! "Awwwwwww! Seven! OWWWW! Eight!" She gripped her thighs tightly. This commoner bitch farmer had some nerve! Spanking Silvia like her trollop niece!

The belt whistled through the air four more times, each affront to her dignity pushing Silvia closer to the edge of tears. She remained bent over for half a minute, gasping and breathing heavily, as Olivia circled her smugly, practically strutting around the humble study.

"There, how was that?" Olivia's tone was much too sweet. She did love baiting the girl.

Standing up again, Silvia muttered something about "the lower classes" under her breath, rubbing her bottom. Olivia knew she hadn't been meant to hear it, but the annoyance of her backtalk was more than offset by the thrill of an excuse to punish Silvia for real.

"You know, I think you could use another dozen on the bare after all." Olivia Brite couldn't resist putting the younger girl firmly in her place, and was delighted at her look of dismay.  "Unless you'd like your father to do the honors? Panties down, dear.  Let's get this over with and we can get back to discussing how you'll be chaperoning Lisa this weekend."   Silvia groaned.  "Quickly, or I'll make it two dozen!"  She didn't want to comply, but saw no choice. The old biddy was clearly enjoying this and that stung her pride as fiercely as her bottom. Obediently, she lowered her black panties to her knees, vowing to take her frustrations out on Lisa at the first opportunity.

"Grasp your ankles this time. Legs a little wider. Good girl." She smiled at the sight of Silvia's wet purple labia and the mliky white stains on her panties. The girl had certainly enjoyed Lisa's belting! But she wasn't enjoying this one!

THWACK! "Ooooh!" Silvia teared up. THWACK! "Aaah!" This was just too much to bear. THWACK! "Oh! Please ma'am!" Worst of all, she knew Lisa could her the sound of leather on naked flesh from the next room. THWACK! Tears poured from Silvia's eyes as she imagined Lisa snickering and celebrating her rival's downfall. THWACK! Bet the little cunt is enjoying this, she thought bitterly as she began to sob. THWACK! But I'll show her! THWACK! Oh, it hurts!

In fact, of course, Lisa was wincing in sympathy in the kitchen corner, rubbing her own bottom, and trying not to think about the fact Silvia would certainly blame her, and what form her peer's revenge might take. Remembering the prior night's events she shuddered at the prospect of a newly vengeful Silvia. She had not forgotten her upcoming date with the Brites' dreaded hairbrush, either.

Back in the study, Olivia finished with a flourish, delivering four in a row across Silvia's previously untouched sit spot. THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

"WAHAAAAAAHHHHH! WAAHAAAA! WAAAAAAAH!" The pain was unbelievable. Silvia was incoherent as the tears burst from her eyes and snot dripped unnoticed from her nose, and she only just barely kept her grip on her slim ankles. Gone was the haughty aristocratic sophist, replaced by a bawling schoolgirl. Why, why had she made that silly comment? This was all Lisa's fault, she decided, it was down to the the dirty scrubber that she was in this dingy farmhouse kitchen in the first place. She began to entertain ways Lisa could make it up to her, preferably in more luxurious circumstances. But starting with this very belt, she thought angrily, and in this very room.

Olivia patted her blazing bottom affectionately as Silvia remained bent over, sobbing her eyes out and plotting sweet revenge. "So, dear, how does Saturday morning work for you?"

*******
Lisa fretted all during the drive to the clinic, telling herself it wouldn't be that bad, and trying to avoid touching herself as every movement sent delicious vibrations through her teen body and made her pussy wetter and nipples harder.  Probably they would just take her blood pressure, perhaps her temperature.  There would be no reason to expose her private areas, surely. She couldn't stand another person seeing (and smelling!) her arousal.

After a mercifully brief session with the brush that nonetheless had her sobbing again, the Brites had reluctantly declared her nearly late and hurriedly dropped her at the entrance with promises of more belt, more hairbrush, and much worse, if she made a fuss or didn't do exactly as she was told.  The doctor had been given full permission to discipline her, she was informed to her dismay, and that extended to his staff as well.

Lisa thought back on her Aunt's words. "He's going to examine, fully examine you. And perhaps he'll be able to tell us why you're such a slutty thing, and what we can do about it. The spankings don't seem to be enough!" The memory made her flush red with embarrassment, before the door opened and ended her reveries.

The nurse was a blond woman of 25 in a white gown, her short hair and red lips rather attractive on her rounded but fit physique, a perfect match for her jolly but imperious demeanor.  She'd worked for the doctor for many years, in his unique clinic, and was delighted to make the acquaintance of the lovely Lisa, stealing glances at her in the waiting room from the nurses' station and watching her little teen butt eagerly as she escorted the trembling beauty to the examination room.  Chewing a pencil, with a preemptory glance at Lisa she issued a dismissive order as she closed to door to the exam room.

"Strip naked, dear." 

Well, she might have expected this.  Sighing, Lisa complied, but moving as slowly as possible, hoping the woman would leave before she was too exposed, particularly her wet panties and hard nipples.  Oh, why was she so horny? Perhaps the doctor could prescribe something.  She'd been allowed to dress normally for once and in her blue jeans and long-sleeved t-shirt over bra, Lisa had felt wonderfully comfortable and decently covered for the first time since arriving on the bus. 

The nurse licked her lips and pretended to study her notes as bare, hungry teenage flesh was slowly uncovered.  She didn't mind Lisa taking her time, not one bit.  There was no rush, they had her for the whole morning.

The exam room was a double with a curtain between, Lisa's being on the window side.  The door kept opening and closing as she undressed and each time Lisa would flinch.  The blue paper curtain was not much protection if anyone peeked around.

As the younger girl pulled her arms into the garment, the nurse looked up from her clipboard and smiled brightly.  "Oh my! You're in for quite a time!"  Lisa felt chills up and down her spine, wondering what they had planned for her.  The nurse returned to reading her agenda, oohing and aahing in delight, interspered with ravenous glances at the reluctantly disrobing teen that made Lisa blush and quail.

Slowly pulling her shirt up, Lisa craned her neck trying to see the words on the chart, but it was all indecipherable medical jargon.

Seeing her distress, the nurse patted her cheek, tilting the clipboard away.  "Oh don't worry.  Once everyone's here we'll get started, and it will all be over in a jiff!" She couldn't wait to see Lisa's reactions to the doctor's regimen.  She was a lovely little tart and they'd soon make a sweet dessert of her!

Everyone? Lisa didn't like the sound of that.  She dropped the shirt and reluctantly reached back to unclasp the bra. She could hear people talking quietly on the other side of the curtain, some other patient and their family, she supposed.

Finally Lisa was forced to expose her breasts.  She did her best to cover the bulging nipples with her left arm, but the nurse raised an enigmatic eyebrow anyways, and Lisa felt herself blushing.  She could tell! It was so embarrassing!  And now she had to take her pants down, and the nurse would see, and smell, the mess in her wet panties. And then she'd see the marks from her spankings.  It was awful!

Lisa unsnapped the jeans and found she could go no further.  She couldn't show her, she  just couldn't! "M...miss? Could... could I have... a little... a little privacy?" Lisa stammered, face bright red.

The nurse harrumphed contemptuously, staring at the patch of blue panties revealed.  "Shall I inform the doctor you are being difficult then?"  She couldn't wait to see the teen's wet lips, and indeed her own panties were getting rather moist at the prospect.  "I'm sure your Aunt and Uncle will find that interesting." According to the doctor's note they'd be quite displeased indeed!

Frowning and fighting back tears, Lisa bit her lip and the jeans began their inexorable descent. It was so embarrassing!  The nurse couldn't suppress a grin at the sight of the soaked gusset, just visible between clenched thighs.  The scent of the girl's flower was also now quite apparent.  The doctor's formula certainly worked wonders!

The nurse pointed. "Goodness!  This isn't normal at all!  Are you some sort of pervert?  What do you have to say for yourself?"

"I... no.." Lisa could think of no reply. This was a nightmare.

The nurse tsked at the sight of the fading bruises and stripes on her bottom, applying a pungent cream over her buttocks and thighs.  A soothing tingle filled the area.  "Someone's been naughty!" Lisa wished she was anywhere else.

"Hold on."  Lisa gasped as the nurse slid a cold glass sampling  rod along her lips, bringing back a coating of cream.  The smiliing nurse sniffed at it several times, deeply, then put the rod in a glass jar as Lisa watched speechlessly, aghast.

"First, your Vitamin B shot.  Over the table," snapped the nurse.  It didn't have to go into the buttocks, of course, but Alicia enjoyed the opportunity to humiliate the attractive young patient.

"Looks like someone was a little naughty this morning!"  She giggled and slapped Lisa's well-marked rump before inserting the needle.  She grinned as she depressed the plunger.  She'd had a little taste of this batch herself, just for fun, and had ended up spending several hours with her increasingly amazed boyfriend, helplessly moaning and furiously humping him, her hand, and then a succession of toys.   Alicia blushed just remembering her shamelessness, she wouldn't try that again soon!  She estimated Lisa was getting about five times what she'd had.

Dr. Ford entered, not even pretending not to stare at Lisa's exposed crotch.  He ignored her and spoke to the nurse.

"Well done. But a little wider dear." 

"Of course doctor."  The nurse smiled in Lisa's face as she pulled the stirrups farther apart.  Lisa groaned as her legs were spread to the utmost, knowing her scent was filling the room.  At least it was only the nurse and doctor who could see her.

The doctor tsked, looking over his notes. "The nurse tells me you became visibly aroused during your initial examination. Are you having dirty thoughts? About your vagina?" He knew she was, but he wanted to maximize her shame and guilt. Just below, the puckered dimple of her anus beckoned.  He'd been waiting all week to savor the delight of penetrating her with a finger. And now it was almost time!  She was going to squeal and carry on delightfully, he was sure.

He didn't wait for an answer but just kept questioning her, every word making her cringe. "Have you been touching your vagina? Touching your clitoris? Making yourself or-gasm?" Lisa's red face was a picture of misery.

"Well, I warned you this visit would be very painful and humiliating if you didn't behave, didn't I? You have only yourself to blame." The nurse returned with a tray, depositing it with great care and respect, and gave Lisa a wink. The little slut wasn't going to like this!

The doctor reached into the tray, which she could not see from her vantage. He was holding some sort of plant with leaves, freshly picked by the look of it, about a foot long.  Lisa wasn't sure what his plans for the greenery were but knew they couldn't be good.  She begin to sweat at the thought of what this doctor might consider "very painful." She felt very vulnerable as her hands were fastened above her.

Her confidence was not boosted as the nurse arranged pillows beneath her waist until her crotch was lifted provocatively upward, legs spread nearly 180 degrees as the stirrups held her thighs. Dr. Ford took the opportunity to drive his gloved little finger firmly into her anus, watching her face closely. Her reaction was everything he hoped, her slim buttocks wriggling around the questing digit as she squealed and groaned desperately. "Just hold still dear while I evaluate you." He continued moving his finger inside as he enjoyed her expressions of humiliation and horror. She tried to hide her face but the alert nurse slapped the inside of a spread thigh. "You'll keep your head up during your examination," she scolded, seizing Lisa's hair and lifting her face, "the doctor needs to see your reactions. Go on, look him right in the eye!" The doctor's already turgid manhood throbbed as their eyes met. Finally he finished and tossed the glove in the trash, leaving Lisa gasping. He'd been inside her! In her bottom!

But now Doctor Ford beamed as he hoisted the plant in a fresh glove.  "I've always wanted to try this.  You know, it's never been conclusively established whether the intact hymen can feel pain.  The medical journals on the subject are of distressingly poor quality."  Lisa begin to squirm at this.

"Nurse, if you would..."

Lisa grunted as the chair ratcheted her spread legs even wider, the faint lattice across her thighs from her "demonstration" caning a day ago still visible next to the nurse's own handprint.  The blonde nurse grinned and pulled Lisa's fat protruding vulval lips far apart as the girl gasped.  The doctor's hand began working between her legs.  Lisa moaned and wriggled and became even wetter as his fingers contacted her dripping pussy, nearly coming when he brushed her clit. Why was she so horny?

He caught the movement and laughed. "You do want to come, don't you? You dirty thing! Well, I'm going to oblige you but you may not like it when it happens!"

Then he made a slight small movement and she began to feel the stinging.  Each time he moved the stinging grew.  Her wince became a grimace. 

"Ahhh... ahhhhh... aaaaahhhhhhhhhh. AHHHH!  AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"  Dr Ford made sure the microphone caught the exact pitch and volume of her rising wail as the stinging continued to build.  Tears burst from her eyes and spilled down her cheeks as she howled. "WAHAAAAAA! OH OH OHHHHHH!"

"Well, that seems quite conclusive, wouldn't you say?"  Lisa wailed her agreement.   Tiny green needles poked from every millimeter of the membrane as the doctor moved the leaves through her virgin tunnel, being careful to only apply the nettles to the hymen itself and not the surrounding vaginal walls or swollen lips.

He patted her cheek.  "Buck up dear, you'll feel much the same sensations on your wedding night, all women go through it."  Or quite a lot sooner than that, if he knew the Brites at all.  Of course it wasn't really true it would hurt like the nettles, but he wanted her to have something to look forward to!

"Now, I have a special treat."  Lisa fervently hoped he would finally make her come instead of hurting her hymen, but instead he held up a very small bottle with an eyedropper.  "This is a sensitizer.  It causes your nerve endings to fire more rapidly.   This makes the area applied much more... well, you'll find out in just a moment..."  He reached between her legs again, eyedropper open, being very careful not to get any on himself or the nurse.

Lisa sobbed and begged.  "No, please, please, PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!"  The Doctor winced at the volume of her scream and the nurse's eyes widened in amazement. The little tart had certainly felt that!

Lisa's hands and feet vibrated violently and her hips lurched, searching in vain for relief.  All conscious thought fled.  It hardly seemed possible one small membrane could be responsible for all this pain.  IT HURT SO MUCH!!  Racked with sobs, breath hitching, tears coursed freely down her cheeks now as she gasped and shrieked, far beyond the capacity for words in her desperation.   But there was nothing she could do against the rising tide.

As the amplified pain from the nettles peaked Lisa nearly passed out.  To her further dismay the experience seemed to have only made her nipples harder and her pussy wetter.  She thought again about his promise to make her come and to her horror her pussy clenched over the nettles in her hymen, driving the little spikes in deeper and twisting them inside.  This time she did pass out.

She awoke to the nurse's grinning face holding smelling salts beneath her nose. "Wakey wakey dear! You don't want to miss the fun!"

The doctor agreed. "Yes, it's time you learned what happens to dirty girls who come without permission!" He began making small circular motions over her clit, lubricating his finger with the milky secretions from her dripping slit. "Now, hold still as I examine you, and don't you dare orgasm or you'll regret it!" Of course he knew very well the matter was out of her control now. His finger moved faster. It should only take a few seconds...

She tried to hold off, with all her might, but it was no use, the delicious feelings radiating from between her spread legs were just too much, even knowing what would happen. "Oh! Oh! No! Nooo! NONONONO! Ohh! OWWWWW! Ohhhh! OWWWWW! Ooooh!" Each clench of her pussy drove the tiny spikes in further, increasing her distress. Her vision clouded but the nurse darted in with her smelling salts to prevent any escape. Lisa just couldn't stop herself from orgasming, it felt so good and so painful at the same time. Bright colors overtook her sight and her unseeing eyes rolled back.

She threw her head back and howled. "AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! YESSS! YESS! OWWW!!! OWWWW!" The nurse was impressed. She was certainly grateful the doctor had allowed her to stay and share in the little nature experiment on Lisa. Short of childbirth she'd never seen anything so painful and yet so rewarding. The nettling of her hymen had really made the little slut sing! She could feel her own pussy practically squelching in response.

An entirely unfazed Dr. Ford matter-of-factly checked his watch and clucked his tongue.  "We should really test the nettle on your clitoris as well, but I'm afraid we don't have time. Our guests have all arrived and we have to move on." His regret was clear in his tone. Lisa was barely aware of anything outside her pussy but was infinitely grateful as sense penetrated, thinking of her recent clitoral caning.

He pulled back the curtain and the still-sobbing Lisa went beet red as she took in the small crowd of medical students watching attentively.  Everyone stared between the stirrups at the red membrane peeking from her tunnel, then looking knowingly at her swollen nipples and clit, or (worse) trying to catch her anguished eyes.  Lisa closed them tightly and wished she were back home.

The nurse giggled and covered her smile.  She could hardly imagine how humiliating this must be for the obviously shy young Lisa Lus. An entire crowd was seeing her most private parts! Even her cherry! And they'd all heard her orgasm, and her very intimate nettling as well! It must be absolutely devastating. Her hand slipped between her legs as she contemplated Lisa's mental state.

"Everyone say hello to Lisa, or should I say Test Subject Number One, she's to remain anonymous to protect her dignity."  Lisa's expression said her dignity had already been ravaged like the town slut the night the fleet pulled in, even before he'd shared her name.

A schoolboy arrived with a tray of coffee and doughnuts, his eyes going wide as he caught sight of Lisa.  He was a year or two younger than her and the idea he was seeing her like his made her head swim with embarrassment.  He stopped and stared, so enamored of the impromptu biology lesson he completely neglected his task.

But she quickly forgot him, her eyes opening wide again as she caught a glimpse of what the doctor was holding. She whimpered in hear.

"Now, as you can all see, this little slut is already quite sexually aroused."   He indicated her creamy lips and Lisa blushed even deeper.  It was so shameful!

"Would everyone like to verify she is intact?"  Everyone crowded in, spreading her lips and touching the fabled membrane with their inquisitive fingers. The tiny needles of the nettle dug in and Lisa sobbed.

"The little slut has just orgasmed, while also being punished for it. Her pussy is sore and she's satiated from her recent release. But just watch what happens when we administer a dose of this novel solution devised by our pharmaceutical friends."

"No... no...."  She winced at the slight sting, but her real fear was of what was being injected into her.

Jack Ford grinned as he depressed the plunger of the hypodermic. This was a slightly different formulation from the first shot, this one intended to maximize obedience as well as sexual ardor.

For a few moments nothing happened. Then abruptly Lisa felt disoriented.  "What... wuh did you do to  me?"  Her head swam as her attention became fixated on her throbbing nipples, dripping pussy, and aching clit.  Suddenly oblivious to the peering crowd, the frantic girl rolled and thrust her hips lewdly, pulled at her restraints, unable to think about anything but the need to rub the itch between her legs.  She moaned in frustration, and the girls in the audience giggled.

"And there you have it! Notice the flow of lubrication has increased." Indeed, fluid was now dripping from her slit down her taint and onto her anus. Lisa shuddered, getting hornier by the second.  What had they done, she couldn't think, she needed to come more than anything...

Everyone was impressed at her all-too-evident sexual arousal, commenting on every aspect, including her scent. There was even some polite clapping. But there was much more to the show.

Humming to himself, the doctor attached small clear half-cups with tubes and wires leading to another machine.  Each one made Lisa more fearful.  The first two went over her nipples, and at first she thought they might be suctioners like in the milk barn, but these were smalller  and had just enough suction to keep themselves in place.  He attached the next at her clit, and finally to her dismay the last went over her anus.  He had to pull her taut young cheeks apart to place it, and the cup snuggled in between when he released them. Meanwhile the nurse added a blood pressure monitor and some other standard medical monitoring equipment.

"Pleasure and pain are just neurochemical signals," he explained to his rapt audience.  Lisa had a very bad feeling about this.  "With the right frequencies and modulation we can achieve many effects."

A web of very light blue sparks appeared in the cup over Lisa's right nipple under the cup  "Ooooooooh!" Lisa moaned lustfully and her hips worked.  Then the left, with a similar reaction.  The light alternated back and forth, the feelings wonderful and nearly indescribable. It felt like the skin was being squeezed licked and sucked and rubbed all at the same time. The effect on Lisa was obvious, to her chagrin. "Oh! Oh! Ohhh!"

Lisa struggled with the sensations against a terrible shame.  She did not want to show her sexual stimulation in front of all these people!  Her most intimate details were already on display, that was bad enough.  But as the blue light thickened and hopped she knew she was already losing control. "Ohhh!"  Ohhhh! Oooooooooooooh!"  She tried but could not help moaning louder and louder.

"Now she's got some urtica dioica lodged in her hymen, poor thing, and so the last thing she wants is another orgasm to further irritate the area." She felt the word "irritate" was entirely inadequate to the buning sensations in her vaginal canal, but she heartily agreed it was to be avoided at all costs, even though she'd never needed to come so badly in her life.

"But it's not up to her, is it?" With eyes like saucers, puffy from crying, Lisa looked at him imploringly, but he just smiled and adjusted a control as she whimpered.

Her eyes rolled back as blue light flared between her legs, keening wordlessly. Hips pumped and her face was a mask of agony and ecstasy as she impaled herself on the tiny needles again and again. By now most had been driven in so far the slightest touch was like a bee sting. Every spasm brought sweet relief and terrible pain, tears bursting from her eyes even as her pussy flooded with new wetness.

"You can see the filthy thing is totally unable to resist her climax, despite the dire consequence." Lisa wailed in despair, making his point nicely as everyone watched her most private areas experiencing her most private moments. To their amusement her crotch began to drip, pearly white droplets flying to and fro as her hips worked. She was filthy indeed! Their comments made her crimson face burn even hotter, but there was nothing she could do about it.

"Now of course this much intense muscle activity can lead to strains, so I've included a mild muscle relaxant so she can orgasm over and over without injuring herself." Lisa was not pleased to hear this, to say the least, and her writhing reached newly energetic levels, slender muscles taut. She began to beg incoherently. The doctor ignored her, knowing the pain of the nettles had already peaked and would soon taper off, especially given the copious lubrication she was producing. The audience stared between the writhing girl's legs at the clenching vaginal tunnel as Lisa came and came and came. For Lisa, her entire world shrank to her pussy and the warring feelings within brought on by the flickering nefarious lights. It felt so good! But it hurt so much!

Finally after several minutes the blue light turned off and Lisa collapsed, sobbing, desperately grateful for the respite. "I'm hoping by her next visit I'll be able to stimulate multiple areas at the same time, perhaps even all of them at once!" He beamed at her crying face and trembling limbs, but fortunately she was beyond hearing or seeing. "For now, let's take a short break to review and discuss our findings."

Lisa gradually got herself under control as the pain subsided. Her sobs dwindled to sniffles as the team compared readouts of all her reactions. Her reactions to orgasm! Her face burned as they dissected the pleasurable and painful sensations into nerve impulses, turgidity reference points, blood pressure, flow rates, and more detailed commentary about her genitals than she'd have imagined possible. She heard them planning to "review the video later" and nearly passed out from humiliation. They'd see it all again! See her coming and crying! As many times as they wanted!

A shy, raven-haired Japanese student raised a diffident hand. She had not been able to take her hungry eyes off Lisa since they'd pulled back the curtain. Seeing the buck naked little gaijin bitch forced to come had really piqued her medical interest. She was certainly glad she had accepted the doctor's invitation, despite the long flight. The mousey young woman straightened her thick glasses, tiny red mouth pursed as she contemplated the mysteries they might explore together. Her family was very conservative and this was probably her only chance to experience any sort of lesbian sex, particularly with such a lovely partner in such dire straits. The opportunity was not one she was likely to see again, and far too good to pass up!

"Yes, Himari?"

"Do you think we could each have some time... alone... with Miss Lisa, I mean Test Subject One?" Himari licked her lips, trying not to blush. "It would be very... educational." She was already formulating a lesson plan, lips twitching upward as she considered, warmth spreading between her short thighs.

Not liking the hunger in her dark eyes, Lisa shook her weeping head in negation. But despair overwhelmed her as the doctor replied.

"Of course, capital idea, she can entertain each of us privately. Just as soon as we finish the second half of our little exercise." Himari practically glowed with pleasure and anticipation. The little foreign whore would do whatever she wanted!

Lisa had been hoping they would let her go now, and received the news she was only halfway done with considerable terror. The idea of the exercise being followed by private audiences was also not one she harkened to.

The doctor turned and addressed the crowd solemnly. "Now, according to her relatives and friends, Miss Lisa, er Test Subject One, has been quite the little harlot this week, taking every opportunity to expose herself in public, cavorting with boys, and compulsively touching herself. She's been punsished and punished, but it seems to do no good." Lisa could hardly bear this new humiliation, as he went on and on in detail. The shy, slender teen could scarcely believe she was the subject of this monologue of lewdness.

"No... no, they made me..." she croaked in dismay, even as her swollen pussy continue to drip, the droplets falling onto the small dome over her anus, leaving behind streamers.

Slap! Lisa yelped as the nurse's hand met a spread thigh. "No interrupting the doctor! You cheeky little tart!" Slap! Slap! "We can all see for ourselves what a slut you are!" Slap! Slap! The nurse pointed at the incriminating wetness soaking her crotch and Lisa wished she could die.

"Thank you nurse." The doctor continued his dissertation on her symptoms, and the inadequacy of her punishments to dissuade her from her dissolute impulses. Lisa was near tears from frustration at being unable to object, and even beginning to wonder if they were right. Maybe she did deserve this!

"And when she was made to get undressed today she was quite slothful," the nurse added helpfully.  She hadn't minded, of course, it had only prolonged the show, but it gave them another excuse to punish her.

"Quite so," he nodded gravely, "and there's only one solution in such cases." He turned to his audience and turned another dial. "Discipline!"

A single red spark, barely visible, danced over Lisa's left nipple under the cup  "Ow!" cried Lisa, and burst into tears. Another followed on the left, causing her to gyrate her upper body amusingly, the cups dancing on her bouncing boobs as she yelped.

"That was the lowest setting dear, what did you think?"

Lisa moaned miserably.

*******

Red sparks danced hotly over her anus and Lisa howled.  "AHHHHHHHH!! PLEASE STOP!" The crimson sparks stopped and she began sobbing. "WAHAAA! PLEASE NO MORE! WAHHHAAAA!"

It hurt nearly as much as the clitoral version she'd endured a few minutes before, after which the gleeful nurse had been required to administer the smelling salts again. It seemed as though the pleasurable blue sparks had sensitized to her the painful red, or perhaps it was the many orgasms. Either way, the visit to the clinic was far more painful than she'd imagined possible. She sobbed her eyes out.

"Are you going to be a good girl, Li--Test Subject One?"

"YESSSS! OH YES PLEASE!" Lisa knew she would do anything they wanted.

"Well, that concludes our demonstration.  Now, a number of you may find your current, ahem, situation too embarrassing for public viewing. We can hardly send you all out into public in this state! Therefore Lisa, I mean Test Subject One (so sorry dear!) will now perform the... oral portion of the demonstration for any of us who need relief, showcasing her total compliance. Starting with me."

The smiling doctor kneeled over the luscious, heaving teen body, adjusting her position on the medical bed until her weeping face was comfortably at crotch level.

It was good all the research assistants had clipboards they could hold in front of them as they filed into the other side of the room. Lisa's arms were untied and she hardly needed instruction on what came next. The good Doctor fed her some light doses of red sparks, noting their salutary effect of her efforts, then gave her anus maximum blue as he came all over her face, enjoying the clenching of her cheeks below as her eyes rolled back and her sphincter spasmed madly.

Lisa could hardly believe her situation. Hot come dripped off her face onto her boobs, yet she made no move to wipe it. She knew the next person would see it and be disgusted but the combination of chemicals and sparks had wiped her volition away. He'd made her butt come! She hadn't even known that was possible, but the series of rippling spasms had left her trying to stifle shrieks of ecstasy so she hardly noticed him defiling her pretty features.

The giggling Himari went next, wearing an eerie smile and nothing under her skirt as she folded her glasses primly and adjusted Lisa's face to an angle beneath her.

Lisa did not enjoy her visit. The Japanese girl's cruelty was completely untainted by guilt or empathy, her lust nigh insatiable, her curiosity worst of all. She gleefully used and experimented with Lisa until she was nostalgic for the doctor. Worse, Lisa knew the rest of them could hear her shrieking and moaning as sparks flew, as well as Himari's response to Lisa's efforts. Finally the panting Asian picked up her glasses and returned them to her face, having decided politeness demand she give another their turn.

One by one each of the dozen or so researchers closed the curtain and opened their pants, then made Lisa experience whatever mix of pleasure and pain they preferred to accompany or motivate her efforts.  The women in particular enjoyed making tears burst from the lovely teen's wide eyes as she writhed and begged and licked their pussies clean before turning to their clits. Once her task was completed to their satisfaction, each flushed but very sated visitor could make their way out of the clinic without their unmet needs posing a risk of embarrassment.

The beverage boy wanted a turn as well, his other duties long forgotten. He could hardly believe what he'd seen today, or the noises from behind the curtain as the private sessions went on! But the nurse sent him off with a sharp word, the boy gazing back wistfully at Lisa's curtain as he left. The doctor pretended not to notice him sneaking back in later, or the youthful noises from within. Boys will be boys, he reflected.

Lisa was not so sanguine. Not him! He probably went to the local high school, where he was sure to brag to all his friends about this session after summer break. Oh please not him! The thought of him touching and stimulating and punishing her was just awful. But she had no will left to object, whimpering helplessly as his eager fingers explored every naked inch of her. But at least he didn't take long, and seemed more interested in seeing her come than in hurting her.

******* 

Lisa and the doctor were alone. As the four cups were removed the area beneath each was a perfect circle of reddened flesh, the nerves pushed to their limits. The doctor tsked at the pussy drool coating the anal cup, holding it up before the still-bound teen, who obediently licked it clean. He began removing her restraints, but changed his mind as he saw how lovely her still-striped bottom looked. He couldn't resist adjusting the bed so her anus was presented just right.

He wet his lips at the sight of the bright red circle around her rosebud, the sight bringing him back to a rocklike hardness. "Now Lisa, I need to take some final measurements before you go, and I'm afraid my finger is just not long enough."

Lisa whined as she felt the pressure against her swollen anus.  "No, please no..."  She was still sore from her adventure at the party a couple days prior, even before the stimulation of the cup. "Oooof! Ow! Uh!" He sank in, then deeper in. "UNNNGH!"

He begun to work in and out, grinning. Yes, this was a good day's work indeed! It would make for at least two published papers, and give him material enough for several conference presentations. Lisa's naked parts would soon be famous around the world.

Lisa wailed as he plunged in again and again, suffering yet blissfully unaware of her incipient medical celebrity.  "Oh yes, I'm getting some excellent readings now! Oh YES!"