This choice: You wake up in some other exotic room • Go Back... You wake up suddenly and find that you are sitting at an old school desk. As your head snaps around you see that you are in a small class surrounded by full grown women, who are overflowing their uniforms. Their curves push out their blouses, and their mini-skirts are riding high on their generous asses.
It is when you stand up to leave that you notice your body feels... different. Your eyes spot a magnificent cleavage peeking out of your own blouse, and your bare legs are shaved bare, and well defined like a dancers.
The teacher at the front of the class certainly looks out of place, in her strict leather outfit, with her cane resting on the table. She is writing the etiquette of taking a spanking up on the board. You also see a selection of paddles hanging from the wall. The realisation that you are in room, set aside for domination makes your blood pulse just a little faster. One of the girls is indicating silently that you should sit back down.
The teacher turns slowly, and spots you, 'Yes' she looks down at her seating plan 'Jane, do you have a question?' Her tone is cold and brooks no refusal.
'No, I'm sorry, but I don't belong here.', and you make for the door.
'I didn't dismiss you, girl!' her tone is calm as she takes the cane off her desk and advances on you. You take a fighting stance, or try to but your mind goes blank. While you are still stunned, she grabs your arm twists it forcing it up your back before slamming you breathless, face down over her desk.
She strikes your ass six resounding blows, and your ass flares in pain. As the blows fall the class count out the punishment, with a quaver in their voices.
Even after you are released, you feel to weak and humiliated to try to escape. 'The next time you try to leave my class without permission, I'll have to use the paddle.' A hush falls over the class, at that pronouncement.
You are left wondering why, given that paddles usually hurt a lot less than caning.
'Now say 'Thank You, Mistress Eva'' she faces you with the last comment. You see her grip tighten around the cane, at the sound of your silence. But before she can swing you say 'Thank you, Mistress Eva'.
'Now back to your chair, girl. There will be a test in half an hour, and the worst girl will receive a punishment, and the best a reward.'
She watches as you gingerly take your red raw ass back to your desk, and sit down, with small ouch escaping as you sit down. She then begins in earnest, covering all manner of discipline topics, although her views are harsher and more extreme than how you run your harem, you take careful note for the test.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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