The Educators - Part 16

It’s four in the afternoon, and Katrin has been alone in the Punishment Room for hours. She is chained to the ceiling by her wrists, in an extremely uncomfortable position. Her heels do not touch the floor, forcing her to stand on her toes. After several hours, her feet, arms and all her muscles are extremely sore.

The naked Prime Minister cries out loud. She is hungry and thirsty, and feels a **** urge to empty her bladder. But, most importantly, she is more terrified than she has ever been. And then, the door opens.

When Katrin turns her head towards it, she sees Prof Paris come in, followed by Prof Tokyo, who is carrying a big metal toolbox. She leaves the box on a table and both of them face the prisoner. Paris is the first to speak.

-Oh, Katrin… I’m so disappointed. I thought you were a smart girl…

-I’m sorry… Please, forgive me… Please…

-What you did today was unacceptable -intervenes Tokyo-. Attacking a teacher… How dare you? It deserves a very severe punishment.

-Oh, please, no…

Paris approaches Katrin, and whispers in her left ear:

-Shush… Don’t panic… yet. There will be plenty of time for that, once we open our toolbox. At the moment, we are just having a friendly conversation. Let me explain something to you, Katrin. When yesterday you saw your five teachers, maybe you were surprised by the fact that two of us are women. Maybe, and given the sexist world we live in, you even thought that we have been offered this job only because they wanted to include some females, as a gender-based hire… Well, let me clarify this for you: we don’t believe in that shit. Our organization is strongly against giving people jobs that others deserve, just because they have a vulva. Do you know what that means, honey? Exactly: it means that we are here because we are the best at what we do. The best in the fucking world.

-Do you want to know what it is, that we do so well? -whispers Tokyo, in the prisoner’s right ear-. What we do is taking idiots like you to a room just like this one, chain them to the ceiling just like you are, open a toolbox just like that one over there, and make them wish they had never been born.

-Ooooh, no… Oh, please, no… I beg you… Please, Madams...

-I’ll be honest with you, Katrin. I feel sorry for everything that you are about to experience. I think that you are a good girl. And, after all, you were defending Máxima, and that is a very noble thing to do. But you attacked me, and that cannot go unpunished. You understand me, don’t you?

-I’m so sorry… Please, forgive me, Madam. I will never do anything like that again…

-Shush… You’re getting redundant, Katrin. I would like to forgive you. I would like to think that you understand that what you did was wrong. But I wouldn’t be a good teacher if I didn’t make sure that you learn your lesson. I'm afraid I will have to punish you. But I want you to know that I will not enjoy this.

-I will -whispers Tokyo-. I will enjoy it a lot. I’ll tell you a little secret, Katrin. Most people in our business are men. That means that most of the people I get to **** are men too. I’m not saying that I don’t enjoy it, of course. But, as a lesbian, torturing men doesn’t turn me on. Only on special occasions I get to **** a woman. Hmmm… That’s when I really enjoy myself… Specially when they are cute straight bitches like you…

While saying these words, Tokyo pinches Katrin’s right nipple, sending shivers all over her body.