Yes

"You can't go down that easily! Our clients would be so dissapointed! We're going to have to kick up training if we want you to be everyone's favorite cuntbusting ****! Now stand up and take your punishment. If you ever fall to a customer so easily, I'll expect you to offer this punishment to them to make things right." Fear tightens your throat as you stand up. Your legs were shaking, but spread wide for her. You didn't know what the punishment would be, but you could guess your pussy would be what took it. She pulls two hooks down from the ceiling, hooking it to the front leg holes of your panties after tucking your skirt into the waistband. A hanging frontal wedgie? That would hurt, but far less that the original task! This would be easy! Then, she hooks a metal bar to your legs, forcing you into a split as you hung a few feet off the ground, help up by the front of your panties which immediately dug deep into your sensitive pussy. You squealed and had a face of discomfort as the panties immediately sliced through your lips, putting most of your weight on your aching clit. It would suck for thirty minutes or so, but eventually you'd go numb and the pressure on your clit wouldn't bother you as much. Plus, you get hanging wedgies often. You were fairly used to it by now. Unfortunately, it wasn't over yet, she takes some rope and ties your arms behind your back, pulling the excess rope to tighten around your C-cup chest, forcing them out. It also meant any movement you made would tug at your chest and grind your clit against your panties. So far, you were doing great at handling the pain between your legs and in your boobs, but you know the punishment hasn't started yet. Your spread cunt was at the perfect kicking hieght.

"How many kicks do I need to take?" You ask, catching on fast that you shouldn't complain.

"Until I decide you've had enough."

SMACK! You scream as the pointed toe of her high heel digs the thin line of your panties further into your cunt. Your eyes widen as the **** of the kick makes you bounce and swing, forcing your panties to repeatedly hit and rub against your clit. You squirm out of instinct, your brain forcing you to fight to get away, but it only pulls at your aching tits and grind your pussy against the thin fabric invading it. Drool flies from your mouth as the next kick makes it all start again. By the end of this, your clit would be rubbed raw making even a gentle touch ache. It was just getting started, but you knew it wouldnt be long until you hit that point.