Elena was toying with her, trailing the cold clip against her upper chest, letting the wires cup around the girl's trembling chin before she brushed the girl's free nipple with the steel clip. Lisa watched as the jaws opened, then snapped down on the pink nub. Grinding her teeth together, she felt her jaws aching as the wires tugged her tits apart.
"Good. You're a better inmate than most," Elena said with satisfaction, pulling the wires taut to a position behind her large desk.
Lisa turned her head to the side, watching the matron attaching the free ends of the long black wires to something near the center drawer. The woman then produced three more clamps from the right drawer, holding them in one hand while she brought down her right hand and started stroking Lisa's cunt. The girl whimpered through her flared nostrils, trembling as Elena stiffened her right forefinger and pushed it into the teen's tight, wet pussy.
"Unhhhh!"
Lisa tugged at the iron holding her wrists, her legs undulating against the smooth surface of the table she lay on. She could feel her pussy muscles tightening around the probing digit, stroking it while Elena brought her thumb around to Lisa's clit. Again the teen moaned, this time the sound almost resembling a cat's purr. The woman was fucking her, fucking her and stroking her clit at the same time. It was an irresistible sensation, one that made the young woman's mind spin as she shifted her thighs from side to side, licking her dry lips and drinking in the probing, filling sensation.
"Yes, it is rather nice, isn't it, Lisa? It's probably the same sort of feeling you had many times when your boyfriends touched you that way."
There was something in the tone of Elena's voice that cut through the pleasant fog blurring Lisa's mind. She struggled up through her stunning pleasure, shaking her head and trying to deny what the head matron was implying. Elena's face darkened, her ridged eyebrows meeting together in a vee in the center of her forehead.
Lisa felt her finger pushing in until the jagged nail pricked her cherry. The girl let out a gasp, her jaw slackening as her eyes rolled back into her head. The matron was going to take away her virginity.
Elena's face showed obvious surprise as she stabbed her nail against the bunched flesh, pushing it until Lisa thought surely it would give way. The woman withdrew her hand, examining the tip. There was a little blood on it, blood Lisa knew came from her nearly ruptured cherry. Whimpering, the teen closed her eyes in defeat and she felt as if her entire body had been cruelly violated.
"I would have thought you a little liar like most of the girls here," Elena said almost to herself, examining the bloody nail, then wiping it on the back of her uniform. "In any case, our little session here will serve as a warning in case you decide not to tell the truth when asked!"
Elena moved the alligator clips around to the girl's pussy.
Lisa held her breath, her cheeks puffing out while the cords stood out against her neck. Elena opened one clamp and let it bite down on the teen's right cuntlip. Lisa groaned, thumping the backs of her legs against the table.
It was so close to her clit, so very very close to the thumping thumb-like organ that began to quiver and stiffen at the biting touch of the clamp.
Elena noticed the girl's reaction and smiled pleasantly, sliding the other clip down around Lisa's thighs until the pointed tip was pressing against the brown bunched flesh of the teen's asshole. Lisa shook her head violently from side to side, guessing what the woman was planning to do. She tried shoving her ass flat against the table, but nothing worked. Elena won in the end, spreading the teen's asscheeks apart and pushing the slippery cold head into her shitter.
Lisa rolled her head from side to side, her eyes lighting on the books lined like soldiers on a nearby shelf. It was so innocent-looking-a doctor's office, perhaps. Then she felt again the tug of the wires. Lisa turned back toward the desk and saw Elena attaching the wires to something behind her desk.
In a moment, the matron was ready, reaching back and pulling out the pearl-colored clip holding her hair in a tight bun. The locks tumbled down around her shoulders, fanning out as she untied her white doctor's gown and let it slip off to the floor.
Lisa gasped. Elena was naked underneath, her long red nipples poking out with excitement, and her swollen cuntlips easily visible through the brown bush of her cunthair. The woman was obviously excited by what was going on.
"If you haven't determined what is going to happen to you, let me explain," Elena said simply, as if giving a lecture, stepping behind her desk and turning on a switch.
Immediately there was a hum, and Lisa thought of the overhead bar that had stretched her from the basement floor.
"I've read your current record. You deny you had anything to do with the buying of that liquor, and of what happened afterward. We're here to help you accept the blame," Elena said with a smile, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face and dropping her eyes to the panel. "Of course, recognizing a weakness is very difficult, even in the best of circumstances. So we're here to help that process along. Soon you'll be a more mature person."
"You're-you're crazy!"
Elena frowned again.
"And I thought we were making such good progress. Perhaps this will help you realize how guilty you were."
Lisa watched Elena's right hand drop to what she guessed was a control panel. The humming sound increased, and with the higher pitch came a dull, distinct thumping sensation in her tits, asshole and cunt. She stiffened, jerking her body against the table and curling her fingers into tight little fists.
Lisa licked her dry lips again, her throat going dry as her belly tightened with fear. Electricity! The head matron was going to electrocute her! Lisa panicked, her eyes widening and her bowels churning with terror. She had read about certain South American countries still using electricity as an effective way of torturing their enemies. It was said to make believers of even the most dedicated radical!
Lisa raised her ass from the table, feeling the alligator clip shoved up her ass slide up even farther. It seemed alive, gnawing at her insides while her nipples grew even thicker and pressed against the nibbling metallic teeth of the clips.
"You see. Now, do you realize you were doing wrong that night?"
"Ohhhh, what-what night?"
Elena smiled again, twisting the knob up two notches.
Lisa screamed, her throat going raw as sharp fangs ripped into her nipples, cunt and asshole. She was pissing on herself, her thighs rippling as the urine stained the table and short-circuited the clamps for a moment. Her head shook, and the dreadful current made her muscles cramp painfully against one another. She was about to shriek when Elena brought the current back down. Lisa collapsed against the table, sucking in raspy lungfuls of air as she looked pleadingly at the matron.
"Please, please, I swear, I didn't do anything wrong! I didn't know they were going to buy liquor! I-I just went along, I guess!" Lisa cried, her eyes warily studying the desk.
"You went along? That's a start," Elena said, nodding in approval. "But you still see yourself as innocent. No one's innocent in something like this."
"No, please! No more, no – aghhhhh!"
Lisa jerked like a puppet, biting down on her tongue while the buzzing, spinning flashes of electricity exploded through her brain once more. Her tits bounced, the nipples swelling more and more as her tummy muscles hardened and ballooned against her sweaty flesh. She jerked up and down, her asscheeks fluttering against one another while her clit swelled to the bursting. It was awful, acting this way in front of the matron. But Lisa couldn't help it. The electricity was doing this to her. She didn't have a choice in the matter. There was Elena, towering over her, mocking, demanding that she tell lies about herself. No, she wouldn't give in, no matter what the woman made her do!