“One’, said the embarrassed teacher.
“I think three is more in order but since you said one, we will make it four. Count each one Mrs. C.”
SWAT
“One” shouted Mary.
SWAT
“TWO” cried the tied kneeling teacher. There was no escape.
SWAT
“THREE” screamed the sobbing teacher. Her ass was on fire. “Please Ms. Simon no more.”
SWAT
“FOUR” wailed Mary as her ass quivered.
Lisa again used the dowel rod to turn Mary back over so that she was now sitting painfully on her hot red ass. “What is this Mrs. C?” asked Lisa as she slide her finger into her teachers very wet slit. “Do you like having your ass paddled?”
The humiliated teacher could not reply.
Lisa untied Mary’s wrists from her ankles and the humiliated teacher straighten her legs and worked out the kinks.
“Mrs. C, I want you to fix me some toast for breakfast while I shower. No touching that pussy either. And put your heels back on. Now get moving,” ordered Lisa swatting her teacher’s red sore ass.
“I need to use the bathroom,” said Mary.
“Go and make my toast. Maybe if you’re good I’ll let you pee-pee later.”
Mary moved down to the kitchen and Lisa took a nice leisurely shower and followed later wearing only a towel. When she walked into the kitchen she found Mary sitting gingerly at the table with a cup of coffee. “Who gave you permission to sit? And who gave you permission to have coffee?”
Mary jumped up, “I didn’t think. I’m sorry Ms. Simon.” “Dump that coffee and bend over the table right NOW.”
Mary moved quickly and dumped the coffee into the sink and returned and bent her body over the table not wanting to anger Lisa anymore.
“All the way flat. Smash your breasts on the table.” said Lisa pushing on Mary’s back. “Spread your legs out to the table legs.”
Mary did as ordered but this position, with the 5″ heels on, put a real strain on her legs.
“Now stay there while I eat my breakfast and decide what to do about your repeated forgetfulness. Didn’t I tell you would need permission from me for EVERYTHING?”
“Yes Ms. Simon. I forgot Ms. Simon.”
Lisa sat down and ate her toast and drank the coffee her teacher had so graciously made for her.
Mary meanwhile was becoming very aware of the pressure this position placed on her full bladder. Her legs began to ache and after a time her thighs began to quiver from the need to relieve herself and the strain. “Ms. Simon, may I please go to the bathroom?”
“Be quiet I’m eating my breakfast. Another demonstration of your lack of respect, interrupting my meal with your silly needs.”
The teacher shut up and concentrated on controlling her need to use the bathroom. She tried very hard not to visualize the position she was in her own kitchen.
Lisa finished eating and began walking around the kitchen. FLASH Mary cringed as she imagined what that picture would show. She could hear Lisa opening drawers.
SMACK! The wooden spoon connected with her upturned ass. Mary jumped and her hands flew back to protect her sore ass.
Get your hands out of the way Mrs. C. You must learn to be respectful and obey your instructions. SMACK.
Mary cried out, “I’m sorry Ms. Simon.”
SMACK
The spanking continued for ten smacks and then Lisa said to the sobbing teacher, “Do you still need to use the bathroom Mrs. C?”
“Yes I do Ms. Simon,” answered the red assed teacher. She hoped that was not being disrespectful.
Lisa grabs the leash and pulls the teacher to the back door. “Let’s go out here so my pet can go potty.”
Mary couldn’t believe she actually expected her to go to the bathroom outside in front of her.
Lisa led the stunned teacher to the middle of the yard and said, “If you have to go you better do it here because this is your only chance until we get back from shopping Mrs. C.”
“Ms. Simon, Please I can’t do this,” said Mary her bladder growing in distress.
“Well then we can wait until tonight when we get home,” said Lisa tugging the leash.
Mary didn’t know what to do. She could hold it until tonight. She needed to use a bathroom but her tormentor wouldn’t permit it. She had to go. “Wait.”
“Yes”.
“I’ll do it.”
“Go on. I don’t have all day.” Lisa was getting chilled wrapped only in a towel but she knew the naked teacher felt the chill even more which stimulated her need.
Mary tried to figure a graceful way to do this humiliating act but soon the need overcame the planning and she simply spread her legs and squatted releasing her full bladder on the grass in her own back yard under the watchful eye of her mentor. FLASH
Having satisfied her need the red faced teacher said,”I’m finished Ms. Simon.” with her eyes lowered.
“Let’s go get ready. I plan to make good use of your credit cards today Mrs. C. You need some new things to wear since so much of your wardrobe has been packed away.” Pulling the leash Lisa lead her teacher back into the house.
“Take a shower and meet me in your room,” ordered Lisa. “And don’t be playing with that dripping pussy.”
After a quick shower Mary entered her bed room to find Lisa sitting on her bed wearing jeans and a sweat shirt.
“Sit her Mrs. C. I’ll fix your hair and make-up for you.” Lisa styled her hair and made-up her face with much more make-up the she normally wore. Looking in a mirror Mary saw a person she hardly recognized. Let’s get you dressed now Mrs. C. Put these on,” said Lisa handing her a black garter belt and smoke colored stockings.
“May I sit on the bed Ms. Simon?” asked Mary trying to avoid any further spankings.
“Of course Mrs. C,” said Lisa as she watched her teacher slide the stocking up her legs. Put your heels back on too Mrs. C, until we can buy you new ones.”
Mary clipped the stockings to the garter belt and slipped her aching feet into the 5″ heels. FLASH Glancing in the mirror Mary could see the garter belt and stocking highlighted her shaved pussy like a picture frame.
“Mrs. C, since you haven’t had a chance to alter your clothing yet we need to find you something appropriate to wear. Let’s go to Amy’s room.”
“Ms. Simon, Amy’s clothes will be too small for me.”
“I know. You wear all your clothes too loose fitting Mrs. C.” Lisa lead her teacher into her daughter’s room and picked out a very tight very, very short skirt the barely covered the tops of her stockings and a crop top that hugged her breasts. Her nipples were clearly visible and the bottoms of her breasts were barely covered. FLASH
The outfit said slut. Looking in the mirror Mary knew she was going to spend the day tugging the top and skirt down to maintain any dignity at all. She of course was not permitted and panties or bra. Anyone who saw her would not recognize her easily. Lisa handed her sunglasses and now no one would know her for sure. “Put your collar in your purse and let’s get moving Mrs. C.”
CHAPTER 7
Lisa drove the “well” dressed teacher out of her neighborhood. She had decided that it would be necessary to travel across town to a mall about 40 miles from home to insure the no one would recognize the teacher. When they arrived and had parked the car Mary was reminded that she was to follow 2 paces behind and speak only when given permission.