Linda was punctual, and a guard at the door greeted her: "Your colleagues said you'd be along. They're setting up your exhibit in the Hall of Body Art." As she followed his pointing finger, she saw posters on the wall for Stellarc and other well-known performance artists, showing they had given exhibitions there at various dates. There was also a sign saying "Warning, some exhibitions in this hall may be considered unsuitable for minors. Parental discretion is advised." Linda began to be very nervous.
Talia and Avril were waiting near a platform up against a wall. From two brackets on the wall, long ropes dangled onto the platform. At the front of the platform was a square white towel, spread out and placed diagonally. "Ah, Linda. Just wait until the doors open and the public starts filing through, please. You will then oblige us by removing all your clothes."
"Oh God" thought Linda, "I was expecting to be stripped or pantsed in a place where people might see. But they're waiting to make sure I've got a definite audience. And what happens once I'm naked?" She had never been nude in public before, except for a run around Avril's house, which nobody saw. And it was beginning to dawn on her that they had discovered a place where she could be made to show herself off in god-knows what way - without fear of arrest, but in front of a stream of strangers. She felt terrified.
At about 9:05 a couple in their twenties entered the hall, followed a minute later by an older man. Avril said "All right Linda, it's time for you to redeem yourself in the eyes of the Club. You will undress immediately."
"Do it fast" thought the buxom brunette to herself, "don't give yourself time to think. Then you won't chicken out." She quickly kicked off her shoes and pulled her jumper over her head. Next came her jeans. When she had placed them on the platform, her hands reached for the clasp of her C-cup brassiere.
The young couple looked at her, then at the platform, and thinking they understood, they carried on looking at other museum pieces in the hall. None of them were 'live' today. Except Linda.
The older man, noticing movement, approached in curiosity just as Linda bared her ample breasts, the largest in the club. She had to go for her panties right in front of him and it took every ounce of willpower to pull them down. She told herself "Just think how much fun you'll miss and what good friends you'll lose, especially Avril, if you get kicked out of the club". A party of two women and one man stepped up behind the older gentleman just in time to see Linda's last garment removed and placed with the others.
Talia put Linda's clothes in a shopping bag, clearing the platform, except for the ropes and the towel. She did so unhurriedly as the curious onlookers regarded the short wide-hipped nude woman in front of them. Linda hid her nipples and pubis with her arms, since she had not been forbidden to do this.
Linda's cover-up of her naked body with her hands hardly mattered. In whispered but firm instructions, she was made to sit on the white towel, facing the museum's patrons and with the rope brackets high on the wall behind her. Talia brought the free ends of the ropes towards Linda. "OK" she said, "lie back, and up with your legs".
Oh no, they couldn't!... Of course they could. Linda had no choice but to put her head back on the platform and raise her feet till they were pointing to the ceiling, her legs straight. She gripped her thighs to remain steady. But that was where the ropes came in. Talia and Avril tied one to each of her ankles, made the ropes taut, and told her to drop her arms to the platform.
Then Talia made an announcement. "Ladies and Gentlemen, we now present the latest educational performance display, entitled 'The Diaper'!" There was a smattering of applause.
Avril leaned close to Linda's face. "Comfortable, dear?" she whispered. Linda whispered back frantically "Are you going to put the towel on me as a diaper?"
"Don't you wish!" said Avril. "No, this display represents the midpoint of the baby-changing process, BEFORE the new diaper is put on. And that's how it will remain for the rest of the day. With a couple of breaks so you don't dirty the clean diaper or hurt your back."
The rope brackets were not so far apart that Linda's legs were splayed wide open - that would not have been consistent with the 'Diaper' theme. But they were not close enough for Linda to be able to squeeze her thighs together. Anyone approaching would see, at first glance, two feminine legs pointed in the air, not quite together. But the eye was inevitably drawn downward. All Linda had, from her dark pubes to her raised bare butt, was on very clear display.
The small audience was getting the most intimate show possible. The younger couple stepped closer with an intellectual air. The male looked straight between Linda's legs without so much as a smile or a raised eyebrow - but his girlfriend kept glancing at his face. As long as he was treating this show of female anatomy as pure art, she seemed satisfied.
Avril spoke to Linda. "Talia and I will go shopping soon. But there's at least one member of the club rostered to be with you all day. To make sure you never put your hands over your pussy, your bottom, or your nipples. You'll notice that we've left your hands free, so you can demonstrate to us your sincere wish to endure this penalty, and restore yourself to our good graces. All you have to do is keep your arms flat on the platform beside you."
Talia added "The rostered girls also have to keep you stoked up... Oh, we completely forgot!" She addressed the people in the hall, now about a dozen. "Apologies, ladies and gentlemen, one detail is missing from the display." She began spanking Linda in the centre of her bottom, just below her displayed sphincter. It was the 'sweet spot', very easy to reach in this position. The 'exhibit' ouched and gasped as Talia smacked and smacked the same little area. Then after peering at the affected spot she decided the red patch wasn't noticeable enough, and continued spanking as much of Linda's butt as could easily be reached - which was quite a lot.
"Has the baby been naughty?" asked a middle-aged man with a chuckle. "No" replied Talia, "this red area simulates the part of the picture we forgot: diaper rash!"
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(One more Ladies Spanking Club entry to go)
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