The nurse used the moments of Daley's total vulnerability to humiliate her even further. She ordered her to tell the students how self masturbation was banned in the centre and how long she had gone without sex. She then had to explain how she had been obliged to provide sexual services for the wardresses even though she was not lesbian herself.

All the time the fingertip gently stroked her nub.

She was questioned by one of the students as to what happened if she refused to provide sex. The now trembling girl explained that she would be strapped or caned for any disobedience.

Daley tried to remain detached but found the nurses touch uncomfortably and increasingly sensual. As the stroking increased in its rapidity she found herself climbing the familiar sexual slope that had been denied to her for so long, but just before reaching the very peak and achieving release, the nurse suddenly stopped.

The Nurse then showed them how to locate the female "G" spot. They were instructed in how to hold the finger and slide it into the vagina to locate the spot. As she did this she closely watched Daley and noted her involuntary twitch with her pelvis when the area was located. Despite Daley's whispered requests to stop she gently rubbed the spot until the girls hips were starting their instinctive movement.and then stopped, leaving the girl breathing rather erratically.

" The rest of your examination has to be done by feel," she commented, " and I expect you to use at least two of your fingers to get a really good sense of what the cervix feels like. You may or may not chose to lubricate yourself to add to any natural lubrication that you may have generated, some of the females will be tighter than others."

With that she bunched her four fingers together and with a skilled twisting motion, wriggled them into Daley's vagina. There was no added lubrication and Daley gave a muffled groan at the intrusion then lay back gritting her teeth as the fingers flexed and stretched her sensitive opening.

The Nurse swiftly withdrew her fingers and went around the male group holding the fingers under each nostril. She explained the smell as that of a healthy but aroused female and told them to make sure that they checked all the other females for the same scent. She then discarded her gloves and ordered each of the five female prisoners to stand alongside a table.

"The male students will now have five minutes to examine individual prisoners in whatever position they see fit on or over the table. The prisoners are reminded that any disobedience to a student or reluctance to comply with his examination requirements will be punished severely. This is not a routine medical examination and each female must expect a certain amount of discomfort. Remove your panties." She then turned towards the eager young men and, with a glance at her watch, told them to start.

Most of the female prisoners would regard the next 30 minutes as the most humiliating of all their time in the Centre. The young men fell into the role of their superior with appalling ease and had them assume the most humiliating positions as they groped, squeezed, poked and prodded their way around the female's bodies. It was interesting to observe how often the large female was made to kneel on all fours with her large breasts swinging beneath her and with her heavy thighs parted to admit a young hand. The silence of the room was only broken by the muttered commands of the males and the gasps, squeals and exclamations through gritted teeth of the females.

A brief word of command from the Nurse:

"Change over!"

And the ordeal would start all over again with the breasts usually being the first target. It became apparent that two of the males were determined to cause as much pain and discomfort as possible whilst the other three all seemed to do their best to sexually excite their victims. More than one sudden scream seemed based on pleasure rather than pain as the circus continued.

Finally the Nurse called a halt and the shaking and dishevelled females were told to stand with their backs to the wall. A smell of female musk pervaded the room resulting in the female students, still in their chairs, wrinkling up their pert noses in humorous distaste.

Casually the Nurse asked the students if there had been any cases of disobedience with the female prisoners. As if expecting the question, the two junior sadists complained that No4 had been slow and reluctant to follow their orders. It only took a brief glance to the other three to have them nodding in agreement. An awful silence fell upon the room as the Nurse pointed to the offending girl, clicked her fingers and indicated that she was to move back to the centre table.

Her pert pointed breasts trembled as she stood at attention awaiting the nurse's next order. She was told to lay flat on her back on the table. Miss Charlotte walked over to the table carrying a medium leather strap that she had collected from somewhere. A brief discussion then took place between Charlotte, Emma and the Nurse. The latter then spoke:

"You were warned girl, so you only have yourself to blame for this punishment. Miss Charlotte and Miss Emma will now give you five strokes apiece with the strap across the front of your thighs."

One male was asked to hold the girls ankles together and two more were asked to hold her arms to her side and her shoulders down. Slowly and deliberately the two young girls laid the strap across the plump soft upper thighs starting just above the knees and culminating with a stinging slap from Miss Emma that just touched the pouting labia of the victim. It was only the heavy and enthusiastically applied grip of the students that held the whimpering girl to the table.

Punishment over, the girl was sent, limping, to join the others and nervous chatter broke out amongst the stunned female students.

The next announcement was the one that Stewart and the other male had been dreading:

"We will now demonstrate how the male prisoner should be handled and examined. Stewart, remove your thong and stand by the table."

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