Natalie knew she had gone too far. The 21 year old strawberry blonde wasn't known for being a troublemaker, in fact, just the opposite, but her friends thought that if she pulled a grand prank, that it might break her out of her severe shyness. Sure it seemed funny at the time, but in retrospect, perhaps stealing Professor Maxwell's toupee, running it up the flagpole and saying "I pledge allegiance to the rug" wasn't her smartest idea.

She kicked herself for listening to her friends as she waited in the Dean's office to find out what her punishment would be. She was wearing a gray university hoodie, blue jeans, and tennis shoes.

"I'm very disappointed in you, Natalie. This isn't like you." The dean said.

Professor Maxwell stood nearby with his toupee back on his head, but not quite straight.

"What do you have to say for yourself, Natalie?" The dean asked.

"I'm sorry." Natalie said while trying to look very remorseful. She was expecting the worst.

"You know, I could suspend you for this, but I have something else in mind." The dean said.

The dean wrote something on a piece of paper, handed it to his assistant, and said, "Take Natalie to the special room."

"Right away, sir." The assistant replied.

"Please follow me, Natalie." The assistant said.

Natalie followed her to a soundproof room. The assistant handed the note to a brunette woman named Jennifer who looked to be in her early 40s. The assistant left, locking the door behind her as she went.

"You've been a very bad girl." Jennifer said after reading the note.

"I know." Natalie replied.

"It has been recommended that you spend 3-4 hours in the box." Jennifer said.

While Natalie pondered what that could mean, Jennifer walked away. When she returned, she and a man were wheeling out what appeared to be a red sawing box. The man was named Richard, and had a shaved head, salt & pepper goatee, and looked to be in his mid 40s.

"Natalie, please remove your hoodie." Jennifer said.

Natalie did as she was asked. Underneath the hoodie, she was wearing a low cut gray t-shirt that showed off an ample amount of cleavage. It also showed off her navel.

"Natalie, please climb into the box and lay down." Jennifer said.

Natalie climbed into the box with the assistance of Richard and laid down. Richard removed Natalie's shoes and socks, and placed an ankle stock over her ankles. Meanwhile, Jennifer was at the head of the box. She moved Natalie's hair out of the way and placed a partial stock over her neck. Natalie placed her wrists in the wrist slots and Jennifer placed another partial stock over them. Richard than closed the lids of the box and locked them. There was no way Natalie could escape the punishment that awaited her.

Richard and Jennifer grabbed a large two-man crosscut saw placed it in the groove in the box, and started sawing. Natalie screamed as the saw tore into her bare waist. The saw cut deeper and deeper into Natalie's waist, and her screams grew louder and louder. She now understood why the room was soundproof. Natalie let out an ear-piercing scream as the saw severed her spine. Somehow Natalie survived this ordeal and there was no blood. Jennifer grabbed a couple of metal divider blades and she and Richard both inserted one into the box. Natalie was breathing pretty heavily by this point as Richard unlatched the table, and pulled Natalie's two halves apart. Jennifer grabbed Natalie's top half and placed it up against the opposite wall, while Richard grabbed a couple of stools and a cardboard box. Jennifer returned and she and Richard sat down on the stools in front of Natalie's feet. Richard grabbed a couple of feathers out of the box, and handed one to Jennifer. Richard tickled Natalie's left foot, while Jennifer tickled her right foot. Natalie's feet responed as they would if she were still in one piece. They could hear Natalie giggle on the other side of the room. After they were done with the feathers, they used hairbrushes on Natalie's feet, followed by electric toothbrushes, and finally their bare fingers. Natalie laughed uncontrolably.

After a couple of hours, Jennifer left Richard to tickle Natalie's feet by himself and walked over to the other side of the room. She could see Natalie's chest move up and down, and tears streaming down her face as Richard tickled her feet.

Jennifer reached inside the open sides of the box and lifted up Natalie's sweaty shirt, making sure to feel her breasts as she did so. Jennifer then started tickling Natalie's sides, while Richard tickled her feet. Natalie's laughter grew even louder than before. After another hour of tickling, Richard and Jennifer stopped, and left the room. They left her in halves for another hour before they returned.

"Now you know the kind of punishment people who misbehave can expect." Jennifer said as she wheeled Natalie top half across the room.

"I understand" Natalie said, her voice now hoarse from all the screaming and laughing.

Richard relatched the two halves of the table, and removed the blades. He opened the lids and he Jennifer removed the stocks. Richard helped Natalie out of the box, Jennifer handed her her shoes, socks, and hoodie.

"Now, get out of here, and be good." Richard said.

Natalie left the room, but started thinking of new ways to get in trouble.

The end.