3 comments/ 16612 views/ 4 favorites Crime & Punishment in the Year 3241 By: newfavorite This short story has BDSM themes and takes place in the distant future. ***** Cleodine thought it was bizarre, the new government had implemented a new punishment policy fairly recently. It was twisted and absurd. The official reasoning was that it was cheaper than long prison sentences while still giving victims some form of restitution. It was assuredly both cruel and unusual, but ever since "constitution 3.1" was released the old ideas barring cruel and unusual punishment were removed. For a society so "moral" this seemed like raging hypocrisy. A dead-eyed bureaucrat read Cleodine the rules in a monotone voice. "We have double checked the criminal is of legal age for the punishment." "There shall be no sexual intercourse in this punishment." "You may not use sex toys to punish the criminal." "You have twenty four hours to devise a punishment for the criminal." "Do not draw blood from the criminal intentionally. If an accident occurs, for which the criminal is injured the punishment may be forestalled." Cleodine had a lot to think about after hearing the guidelines. She was a victim of a crime and under "constitution 3.1" victims could devise the punishments for the criminals who wronged them. Of course the punishments had to fit the crime and be approved by a government agent. This new style of criminal justice had become a widely watched event. Often the punishments were carried out in public and if the crime was heinous enough the degree in which the victim could dictate the criminal's punishment was immensely varied. It had become fashionable to humiliate the criminal by exposing their nude bodies to public view. Often times the criminals would be spanked or bound in public view. The most recent sensation involved a wealthy handsome stockbroker/con-artist and his young trophy wife who were convicted of defrauding hundreds of investors out of a huge amount of money. Thousands of people were in attendance to see their punishment. The event had to be held in a stadium, people paid hundreds of dollars just to gain admittance. It was such a sensation it was broadcast throughout the nation. The crime was severe, so the punishment lasted a long time. Naked and humiliated both criminals were forced to do all sorts of tasks for the victims who chose to participate. At one point the handsome stockbroker who was deftly afraid of heights was lifted kicking and screaming by his arms by a crane up to the height of 200 feet(he was nude of course). His young wife who was also implemented in the scheme was forced to shovel a pile of dirt from one side of the stage to the other also while in the nude. Once the wife was done shoveling she was dirty and exhausted, the husband was finally let down. These two criminals would be permitted back into society but would be forced to live a life of shame. The new punishment system was designed to prevent crime, public shame seemed to be a much larger deterrent than a prison sentence, or even execution. Cleodine remembered reluctantly watching some of the punishment footage from this event. She remembered thinking of how hypocritical her society was. Everything had taken a turn towards a more prudish traditional existence ever since the fourth world war. Cleodine remembered reading in the history books about the past and she thought that society seemed more civil and free. The potential for humiliation was a huge criminal deterrent. Yet Cleodine felt as though the punishments themselves seemed criminal. Cleodine never dreamed she would be the victim of a crime and would be forced to devise a punishment, she felt as though she was forced into a terrible position. Just a few months ago Cleodine had been informed that her rival, Jane Destmount had hired a man to assassinate her. Jane and Cleodine were wealthy socialites from the same social circle. Cleodine had just recently become engaged to Jane's ex-lover. Jane in a fit of jealous rage contacted an assassin to kill Cleodine. Fortunately for Cleodine the assassin Jane contacted happened to be an undercover police agent. The court hearing went quickly, with video evidence Jane was convicted easily of attempted murder. The sentencing hearing was simply Jane in prison garb at one end of the table and Cleodine at the other end with a judge in the middle. Cleodine had the option to sentence Jane to death, as the crime of attempted murder did warrant it. Cleodine did not want Jane's death on her hands, so she chose the only other option, which was a "creative public punishment." Cleodine remembered the look on Jane's face after he sentence was read by the judge, it looked to Cleodine like Jane had almost hoped for death. Cleodine talked to her husband about what she should do with Jane. Cleodine's husband was Jane's lover briefly and ultimately broke off his affair with Jane because she was a controlling narcissist. Still angry that someone would attempt to murder his wife, Cleodine's husband recommended that Jane be exposed in her nakedness on a public stage. Cleodine remembered Jane berating her maids at social gatherings and getting great pleasure in bullying others. Cleodine didn't feel good about the prospect of humiliating another person, but if anyone on the planet deserved to have this type of punishment it was Jane. The night before Jane was to be punished, Cleodine decided to get her group of socialites as well as Jane's old servants together to brainstorm a punishment. Cleodine wanted to distance herself from the punishment, by letting others come up with ideas. Cleodine let others dream up the punishment, while she only sat back and listened. As the meeting commenced Cleodine found out many reprehensible things about Jane, the servants said she routinely berated them and even slapped them for minor errors. The socialites talked bout her relentless gossip and entitled behavior. Cleodine actually began to get tired of hearing of so many horrible things Jane had done. In the end the group decided they had a plan. Cleodine would mostly serve in the background of the punishment and let the maids and fellow socialites dish out the various punishment's on Jane. Jane's punishment took place in a theater, the audience would consist of many wealthy individuals and reporters. Everything would be video taped, because Jane was not your average looking criminal, the videos would be seen worldwide. Jane would be talked about for years to come. Her humiliation would run deep. Cleodine handed over the written description of the punishment to the bureaucrat for approval. The bureaucrat looked it over raising his eyebrows on numerous occasions before handing the paper back and letting Cleodine know her punishment was approved. The law stated that the victim and the criminal would exchange final words before the beginning of the punishment. Cleodine and Jane would meet behind the stage. Cleodine stood nervously as the packed crowd hummed in anticipation behind her. Slowly the door she was told Jane would emerge. A security guard hauled a scuffling naked woman, arms bound behind her back in cuffs, ankles bound with cuffs as well. Jane was entirely nude, her blonde hair was in a ponytail, she looked like she had aged since the trial started. Cleodine was always in awe of Jane's beauty, even now in her naked vulnerable state Jane looked dignified and haughty. Jane was a tall blonde woman in her late twenties, her face was usually made up with the finest makeup, yet even today her naked face was naturally beautiful. Her blue eye's had a cold almost evil gleam in them. Jane lived and breathed the code of etiquette all socialites were suppose to live by and even now in her most trying time she stood up with perfect posture. The one aspect of Jane she was self conscious about was the large size of her posterior. As Jane approached Cleodine she looked like she was marching towards death. Before Cleodine could utter a word Jane interrupted. "Have mercy on me!" "I am sorry I cannot." Cleodine replied her eyes darting away from Jane's stare. "Why!?" Jane almost screamed as she dropped down to her knees, as her stoic security guard watched on. Jane inching closer to Cleodine on her knees "I am begging you on my knees! I'll be in your servitude for life, I'll do anything to avoid this public embarrassment!" Cleodine replied meekly. "You know I have to punish you, it's the law." "Why in public? Why! Please have mercy." Jane spoke as her bottom lip began to quiver, her blue eyes watered as she looked up like a sad puppy at Cleodine. "Your crime it required a "creative public punishment." Jane." Cleodine stated, looking away and feeling remorseful that she let the servants and other socialites choose such an intensely humiliating punishment. Jane fell forward near Cleodine's feet and began to weep, Jane muttered "I am ruined, my reputation! I will never be married to a respectable gentleman!" Cleodine explained to Jane as she was crying, "I consulted your servants and the other socialites, they came up with this punishment, I have nothing to do with it." She tried to distance herself from the punishment that was about to occur. Cleodine felt a sinking feeling in her stomach. Jane stopped and looked up at Cleodine with wide eyes, she looked like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming hover vehicle. Cleodine started to back away from Jane to exit through the stage door. Jane whispered in a hushed but urgent tone the word "No! This can't happen, I'll get you for this!" as Cleodine left the stage, it seemed as though Jane was descending into a temper tantrum. Cleodine sat down in a booth overlooking the stage, next to her sat two government officials. One of the officials nudged Cleodine, "I've read your punishment report, this is going to be good." The other government official nudged her as well. "I was responsible for transporting young Jane over here, she was willing to do just about anything to get out of this." Just then the low hum of the crowd grew silent, the stage curtains were lifting. Cleodine watched as the curtains exposed Jane, she was naked and alone in center stage, still just like Cleodine left her, on her knees, naked and cuffed. Cleodine remembered all of the parties Jane hosted, Jane wearing the finest of fashions would be the center of attention at each party, she remembered looking at Jane smile as she talked and gossiped. How Jane ordered around her servants effortlessly. Now Jane was still the center of attention, although in a much less glamorous way. The first host for the night, Jane's personal servant Marisa made her way on stage, she was dressed in her servant's outfit. Marisa with a microphone in hand began to speak. "Ladies and Gentlemen welcome to the humiliation of Jane Destmont!" The crowd erupted in cheers. As the cheering died down Marisa spoke above Jane's light sobs behind her, "One of the many despicable things that Jane has done in her short life, is treat her servants very poorly. She would slap us and berate us constantly and if we threatened to quit she would assure us she would tell all of her wealthy friends we were thieves. The 1st stage of punishment for this crime therefore will be Jane serving us for a change. Unchain Jane and bring out the other servants and the props." The stage went dark and the crowd could see the shadows of men bring in various prop furniture, while Jane was unchained. "Very nice Cleodine, staging it like a play, creative." An official whispered into Cleodine's ear. When the stage lights came on some furniture was nicely placed in the middle of the stage, some of Jane's servants including Marisa were sitting and chatting acting like socialites, then one servant loudly exclaimed "We need some wine!" A few seconds later Jane emerged, wearing a maid's apron and enormously large high heeled shoes, Jane's buttocks and breasts were still exposed. Jane was balancing two trays of wine glasses in each hand. Jane slowly walked forward, her whole body was a light shade red. Jane beamed of utter embarrassment. "If she doesn't do what she is told, we've assured her much worse things will befall her." one of the officials whispered to Cleodine. Cleodine concerned said,"like what?" "It's different for everyone, but in Jane's case we promised to seize all of her financial assets if she refused anything. That lady sure does love her financial assets." The other official replied back smiling. Jane slowly walked up to Marisa and squatted down so that Marisa could pick up a glass of wine from one of the trays. The crowd let out many rude cat-calls, as Jane's entire body seemed to grow even more red with embarrassment. Jane carefully got up and began to slowly walk towards her other former servants with the wine trays. Marisa gave Jane a light slap to the ass, causing Jane to yelp and lurch forward, spilling all of the wine glasses. Jane's former servants began to act appalled, they all got off their seats and began berating Jane. Marisa got into Jane's face and screamed, "Clean up this mess you insolent worm!" Mocking Jane as she threw a towel into Jane's face. Cleodine remembered Jane using this exact insult to one of the maids at a social gathering. Jane squatted down and began to clean up the broken glass. "Your technique is wrong, get on your knees when you clean!" Marisa barked. Jane did as she was told. After Jane got the glass shards cleaned up, she began cleaning up the spilled wine. "I want that big butt of yours facing the crowd." Jane spun around and exposed her large butt to the cheering crowd. "It must be quite humiliating for a woman of her stature to be cleaning off the floor like a servant, let alone in the nude." One of the officials stated to Cleodine. As Jane was cleaning Marisa suddenly yelled out, "Your not fit to be a servant, I am confiscating your uniform!" Marisa untied Jane's apron and yanked it off in one angry swoop Then Marisa took off Jane's unreasonably large high heeled shoes, leaving Jane completely in the nude. Marissa swung one leg over the back of Jane so that Jane was in between Marissa's legs still on her knees, her butt facing the crowd. Marissa began to spank Jane in the buttocks with both hands as the crowd cheered. "Owww." "Please don't" "It hurts!" Jane in an undignified manner yelped out in pain almost every time her butt was stuck by Marisa. Jane kicked her bare feet against the stage and started cursing as the other servants took their turns. When the servants were done there were visible hand marks on each of Jane's butt cheeks. After the spanking died down Marisa got the microphone and spoke out loud. "Now Jane unless you want another round of spanking, you need to shake your butt up and down for the crowd. When I say shake, I mean shake. I want to see those butt cheeks giggle!" A long angry groan could be heard from Jane, she slammed her fists onto the ground. Nonetheless the Jane did as she was told. She moved her butt up and down violently, causing it to shake, just as she was told. The crowd was in a frenzy. As Jane shook her ass, her butt cheeks opened and her anus was exposed. When the lights finally dimmed for act two. "Brilliant first act! To be humiliated by your own servants, the worst nightmare for any proud socialite." One of the officers said to Cleodine. "And to make use of her large posterior to humiliate her, brilliant!" The other official said. When the lights of the theater came back on. A bed was in center stage and on it Jane was hogtied very tightly, her bare feet were tied to her arms, which were behind her back. The crowd could see the utter mortification of Jane as she struggled alone on the bed against her ties. Jane's pupil's dilated as camera flashes blinded her. When she could finally see, she saw herself surrounded by her peers. Jane's fellow socialites surrounded her, they were all wearing fine evening wear and they all looked very happy to see Jane in the position she was in. One of Jane's socialite peers Macy took the microphone. "Jane was awful to her servants, but she was also awful to her so-called friends. She was a master at spreading rumors and waging petty feuds. Jane always had to have her way! Now her punishment for spreading so many rumors if for her to divulge all of the titillating details of her own private life to the public!" Macy spun around and abruptly asked Jane, "How many men have you slept with!" Jane red faced and defiant, said "I'll never tell!" All the rest of the socialites began tickling Jane's bare feet with feathers. Jane was immensely ticklish. Jane began complaining desperately as she struggled and unwillingly laughed. Jane's toes wrinkled her feet as she laughed and complained of the torture. Jane's face was beat red. Jane wiggled her toes and feet to try and avoid the tickling but it was to no avail. "The only way we are going to stop is if you give us the right number, we've done our research!" Macy said haughtily while still holding up the microphone to Jane's mouth. The tickling went on for minutes, but it must have seemed like hours for Jane. "Eleven!" Jane blurted out! The tickling continued, and Macy said "Try again, much higher, we know the real number, like I said we did our research!" Jane was red faced and simultaneously shaking with anger and laughing from the tickling, blurted out "Twenty!" The tickling stopped, "Wow that's more than we thought, I guess we counted five too few." Macy said as Jane cussed and threatened the laughing socialites. "You will pay!" Jane screamed as the crowd laughed. "Second question, how often do you lust after farm animals?" Jane's eyes grew wide, she knew she never lusted after farm animals, but she also know the tickling would continue if she didn't say something, so she quickly blurted out, "All time time!" "Wow, I really didn't think you lusted after farm animals, wow...the more you know." Macy replied. Jane blew one of her bangs out of her face as she tried her best to keep some form of dignity, her bottom lip was beginning to quiver again. The crowd and the socialites all laughed out-loud as the humiliated Jane remained helpless and humiliated. "Okay now its time for Jane's real punishment. You know one of Jane's favorite power plays was to get some man or some servant to massage her feet, you could just tell this narcissist loved having that power over someone of a lower rank than her. Well Jane is going to massage our feet, but since her hands are all tied up, she is going to do it with her tongue. Don't worry Jane our feet are clean!" Jane was taken off the bed still tied and put on the floor. Her profile was facing the crowd. A couch was brought up and all three of the socialites sat on the couch their feet resting on the stage floor. Jane was put a few feet away from the socialites so that she had to slowly inch herself forward on her stomach. "Look at the snake slither!" One of the socialites commented. "BITCHES! I'll get you for this!" Jane cried out as she inched her way forward, her teeth grinding in anger. The crowd cheered as Jane licked her rival socialite's feet. Jane was berated and taunted the entire time she performed this task. Jane was forced to look up at her tormenters. Jane's socialite rivals just smiled as Jane shot them looks of hate. Eventually the stage lights went dark again, a low hum from the crowd could be heard as the final act was prepared. "Well I don't see how she could be humiliated anymore." One of the officers whispered to Cleodine. Cleodine looked almost scared knowing what was going to happen next. Cleodine just wanted this whole event to be over. When planning for the final event of the punishment, Cleodine felt bad but she was literally required by the government to make the punishment last at least twelve hours. Crime & Punishment in the Year 3241 When the lights came back on Jane was suspended by her arms and legs, so that her butt was the lowest part of her body. Jane was completely nude and everyone could see by the look in Jane's eyes her bondage was painful. Everyone could also see all of Jane, as the position exposed her entire body. Jane was slowly lowered down, Jane couldn't see where she was going. The crowd could see Jane being lowered into a plexiglass container with holes drilled in it. The container looked too small to fit all of Jane. When Jane's but began to barely fit into the plexiglass container she realized what was happening. Cleodine learned during the punishment meeting that Jane was a class-a claustrophobic. Jane was now screaming bloody murder as her body was emerged into the container completely. Finally when Jane was in the container it was sealed shut. Jane was quite a sight, the container could barely fit her, she had struggled and wriggled around into some sort of pretzel shape, every inch of her was exposed. Her flesh pressed up against the plexiglass flattening her butt and breasts. Jane's screaming was constant but muffled, she was in a real panicked state. Jane's own foot pressed up against her mouth, it was really a sight to see. This normally tall statuesque woman was crammed into a tiny plexiglass box, it had to be painful and for a claustrophobic person terrifying. Finally the container was raised by a rope so that it was around five feet off the ground. The crowd was invited to come onto the stage and observe Jane. They could also spin the plexiglass container she was in. Jane cursed and screamed in a panic, this was truely torture for her. Cleodine watched as a line formed and the crowd went to pester the desperate panicking Jane. "I've never seen a better punishment!" One of the officers whispered to Cleodine. Cleodine calmly got up and walked out of the building, knowing Jane's punishment would last hours longer. Cleodine felt sorry for Jane. She wondered how much of the punishment Jane truly deserved. Cleodine could still hear Jane's screams even outside of the building.