A very public punishment.

Quickly getting caught up on the situation Frank prepared for his favorite part of his job. Handling troublemakers.

It seems young Kali Jordan a sandy blonde, former cheerleading captain with a penchant for partying, for going too far hazing her recruits, and with pressuring them to do the same. had found a blind-spot in their coverage and taken advantage of it.

In a back corner of the enclosure, shaded by a grove of trees where two of the fence sections met there was a gap, -just- wide enough for a fit girl such as herself to slip through. The 18 year old had taken advantage of this fact during the first water break.

The girls took it in shifts to re-hydrate, only 1 person from each group could go at a time and to keep breaks short their bottoms side clasps deactivated while in the pavilion. The fountains were activated by pressure plates, triggered by kneeling on all fours and the stream only came out about 6 inches off the ground. A live feed of this pavilion was one of the perks of VIP access. And as a result it tended to get a lot of attention from the people there in person, enjoying the oppertunity to photograph content they would usually miss.

Kali had seen her opportunity during the mass attention shift, during the first waterbreak and slowly inched her way towards the fence line while the rest of her team went to report in for their next car.

A group of teens from the waterpark whom she had been quitely talking to and flirting with and whose needling had partially led to her playing hooky, quickly surrounded her and blocking her from view.

The jr staff member in charge of her blindly assigning her pledge objectives without getting a proper headcount or verifying their completion until several minutes had gone by. Frank would be having words with the young man about school policy when he got a chance.

For now he had a student to discipline.
Locating her collar on the schools GPS tracking system he exited the paddock about a third of the way around from where she was pinging on the scanner. Walking by two giggling topless coeds throwing foam at each other while they cleaned opposite sides of a newer black sedan's hood, he paused just long enough to increase their pledge goals for good behavior.

Narrowing in on her location as he worked his way through the large but fairly loosely packed crowd he spotted a group of teens just inside the treeline about 20 yards from the fence break he suspected was her means of escape. As he approached he heard the soft rhythmic whine of a female trying to not make noise and a male voice say "Come on, one hits not going to kill you, it'll be out of your system in a day, three tops...well alright, that's what I'm talking about!". The aged educator briefly saw red, not only was this girl playing hooky, avoiding her assignment and thus her court mandated punishment. But when he rounded the corner she was passing a lit joint with one hand, the other down the front of a young mans swimshorts, his hand likewise engaged in her suit, while a small mixed gender group of his friends stood (a very sloppy and distracted) watch.

Spotting the elder staffer approach, Kali paled and quickly tried to disengage from her activities ripping her hand out of the boys shorts. And coughing up a storm for a few seconds a silver grey cloud excaping her lips. Seeing the look on her face and then the one on Franks. The young stoner froze with fear, as most of his group ran off without him. Frank smiled a smile that made Kali's blood run cold as she appreciated how much shit she truly was in. Reaching for the joint Frank surprised everyone remaining when he took a sniff, and then a long drag.

He exhaled and them took a deep breath before turning to the youths, letting them know that -they- were not in trouble, but that he didn't want to see this at his site anymore. They quickly nodded in agreement. It was the unofficial policy of the school to encourage temptation around the girls, putting the responcibility of denying it in their hands.

Turning to the coed he said

"As for you young lady..." Frank trailed off while shaking his head. Calling for two female security agents and a batch of free month VIP access cards for Kali's personal rooms video feed. Within a minute the remaining stoners pockets full of access cards. Were following Frank and Kali (escorted by a security guard on each arm) over to an event gazebo set up for special punishments.

Kali found her strength in the walk over strong chinned and defiant, she refused to give Frank and satisfaction in this punishment, she had performed cheering routines in front of thousands. Had briefly been a cam-girl before being carted off to Warwicks and wasn't exactly shy. Whatever she dealt with now it had been worth it she told herself.

She was lead over to the center of the wood paneled floor, cuffs were placed on her wrists, ankles, and thighs. As the attached ropes were pulled taught leaving her suspended legs spread arms pointed above her head. She struggled against her restraints for a brief moment. Resulting in a gentle rocking sway of a few inches, the only movement she was currently capable of.
A dozen monitors sprang to life, both inside and outside of the gazebo. The ones inside showing distance shots of the gazebo and the crowd surrounding it to the bound coed. The ones outside Showing the teen from several angles, the largest of these stood 15 feet high and positioned facing down the road of a major T junction where a open air shopping center and pedestrian thoroughfare intersected the road they were posted on. Hundreds of people, cafe patrons, pedestrians, business professionals both on the street and inside office buildings joined their attention with the small crowd who had followed Kali's trek over. As they watched, her straps were adjusted so that she was laying back at an angle, her hips and ass pointed directly at the main camera and the sidewalk below, her ankles raised high above her head for maximum exposure.

Satisfied with the angle he smiled as the defiant teen glared at him. He had promised himself he would go easy on her if she was apologetic. As it was he was going to make an example out of her.
A sidebar on the screens showed her infractions in embarrassing bullet pointed detail clearly visible to the crowd and other girls, A call of "what" and "oh shit" went around the crowd when the full list propagated.
A timer sprang up showing how long her punishment was to last, a second bar appeared. The first one set to 45 minutes the second a half hour. Neither was ticking down at the moment indicating her punishment hadn't officially started yet.

"Now before we begin your punishment, do you have anything to say for yourself young lady?" Ask Frank
He was met with a silent glare and a flipped middle finger, Adding five minute of time to both timers and "Blatant disrespect" to her list of offences he got to work.

First he removed 3 outer layers of her tops triangles, they fell away with a soft flutter, leaving her with little more than triangular pasties covering her nipples. Her perky B-cup breasts visible on every side. Next he did similarly to her bottoms, her slightly pale ass cheeks coming into full view, as the cheeks of her suit fell away she was left in the briefest of thong bottoms. Her puckered asshole visible past one single thin twin line of fabric, the triangle covering her slit extending only an inch past her clitoral hood, exposing her bare mons to the hungry crowd.

More than a thousand people watched live as for the second time that day Frank once again caused the center seam of a coeds bottoms to split open. Hey glistening pink slit currently closed but now displayed in high definition 10 foot high for a crowded city block on their lunch hour. Doing likewise with her top everything but a thin framework flopping down uselessly exposing her pointed nipples to the masses. He left her like that for a few moments, her blush deepening both on her cheeks and on her lower lips. Her glare remained defiant, even as she flushed with excitement a part of her loving this much attention and the power her body had over the crowd, a larger part of her hating the power Warwicks had on her body. Frank waited a moment longer than he needed to, Loading two of his custom macro commands into the system and applied to the first countdown timer, he continued to adjusted settings for another moment while the defiant and increasingly turned of girl squirmed under the constant attention of so many.

He tapped start and the timer began to tick down, Kali breathed a sign of relief as her (now rather revealing) suit once again closed up. That relief was short lived however as she felt a sudden intense tingling in both nipples and her clit. By cycling the magnets in her seams on and off several times a second Frank had turned her bikini into a skin hugging vibrator! The pulses continued, in rhythmic spurts, over taking her with sensation for around 20 seconds, at which point both articles of clothing stopped, and then snapped fully open once again. Exposing the gasping teen to the attentive crowd once more. The projection screen alternating between a closeup of her hips, and a full body topdown shot of her rything form. After about 10 seconds bare for the world, her barely there coverage once again sealed back together and began fluttering. Frank sat through a few more cycles watching as the coeds breathing became haggard, her face red and strained. As her bottoms once again split open seemingly on their own, her inner lips now parted with them, giving a peek into the spread teens soon to be dripping hole. The hairless slit shiny with personal lube and once again projected for over a thousand people live on the street.
In a little over 45 minutes the first timer would reach zero, and the exhausted, sexual spent teen would find her clothing falling off completely, her wanton sex, flushed and soaked visible to anyone who cared to look.