Yes

Cassidy climbed aboard the bus, still tender from the punishments she had received during the work day but glad that she had not been given any humiliations that lasted into the trip home. She could see her roommate Madison toward the rear of the bus; wearing no skirt or panties, her legs spread wide so all the world could see her thoroughly spanked pussy.

Cassidy knew she would suffer for that later as it was her fault that both of them had missed the bus to work this morning. It had been part of their roommate agreement since they started sharing an apartment as first year college students six years ago that if one of them caused the other to be punished then the punishment would be returned twofold.

She quickly walked her way down the centre of the bus toward her friend pausing only to say a brief hello to a fellow commuter she vaguely knew (Nora? Norma? Something like that). The older woman was past the age of 40 and so was exempt from the corporal punishment rules of the discipline society.

Cassidy slid into the seat next to her roommate and asked “So, how was your day?”

Madison snorted and responded “How does it look. You’d better get your bottoms off and spread your legs as well. I have to be like this for the whole way home so you’re going to join me. And the same for you on the trip to work tomorrow.”

A quick thought of protest died instantly in her mouth. If this exposure on the bus was part of Madison’s punishment for being late for work today then it was only fair the she be subjected to twice as much. Up came her skirt and down went her panties. Most women in the discipline society were used to quickly barring their bodies to be punished in various ways for almost any infraction.

Cassidy was indeed thankful that at Colonial Independent, the Compliance Manger Mr. Cooke (Madison’s father who helped her get a job there) did not approve of sexual punishments; even if some of the humiliations crossed the line into what other workplaces would describe as sexual.

“Tell me how you were punished for being late first.” Suggested Madison.

Cassidy shrugged ruefully. “Dick Cosgrove was waiting by the door for me. He must have noticed I wasn’t at my desk on time and started making his plans right away. The computer system that your father developed recommended a caning which would have been over quickly at least, but the perv overruled it and assigned breast punishment and humiliation; because PERV!”

“Of course he did.” Laughed her roommate. “He loves your titties.”

“He loves all titties.” She replied. “You can give him that at least. He doesn’t discriminate. He gave me a breast spanking which was really more of a fondling, which wasn’t too bad. Unfortunately Mr. DuCharme knows that about Dick so he really whipped my boobs hard during coffee break. Then I had a display session on the table during lunch with hot sauce on my nipples & clit.”

“Alone? I know dad has a two-girl 69 show as an option in the system.”

“He does. And somehow that doesn’t count as a sexual punishment.” Both girls laughed. “But no-one else had that level of humiliation assigned for lunch time so that couldn’t be selected. Thank god!”

This foolish outburst attracted attention. While blasphemy was not illegal in the discipline society, upsetting male bystanders could be punished. Many religious men were upset by such casual invocations of the all-mighty. Many more men who enjoyed giving punishment to young ladies might claim to be offended by such language.

Heads rose and turned up and down the bus. No-one bothered to make an issue of Cassidy’s verbal slip. “Good thing it’s almost all women on this bus.” Cassidy continued. “That could have been bad.”

“It could have.” Madison agreed. “Especially with our pussies already out on display. That’s just offering a target too tempting to refuse.”

“How many pussy spanks did you get at work for being late this morning?” Cassidy asked, needing to know what she’d be getting at home from the other girl.

“At first just five. The guard at the front door gave me them with his hand on the bare cunt and then sent me to my desk with my panties around my knees. Ms. Richards saw me coming in like that and decided I deserved more. Fully naked on my desk, legs up and open, ten with her strap. Then, just before quitting time the owner called me into his office and told me I’d be bottomless on the bus home today. I was shocked he didn’t given me anything more, normally he enjoys a good pussy spanking as much as anyone.”

Cassidy gulped. “So I’m looking forward to ten with your hand and twenty with the strap tonight then?” Madison and Cassidy had a special pussy strap in their apartment, a memento from Madison’s time on the Brooktown Babes training squad. While she wasn’t ever good enough at soccer to make the main team, the back-up girls got punished just as hard. That strap was scientifically designed to give a girl the most intense possible pussy spanking without causing actual damage.

“I think that’s too much.” Was the merciful reply. “Ms. Richards just used a normal strap. “Ten with my hand and ten with our strap seems fair.”

“More than fair.” Cassidy agreed, pulling the cord so the bus would make the next stop outside their building.