Deidre3
I was still a little sore Monday but most importantly teasing had brought so
much punishment I had no desire to do it again. I put on a skirt that went to my
knees and a blouse that buttoned to my neck. I also wore a standard cotton bra
and cotton panties.
When I went to his class and sat in my chair that was at his eye level to my
knees he looked at my legs clenched together and frowned. I knew what he wanted
so I reluctantly opened my legs. He frowned again and soon lost interest so I
closed my legs and relaxed.
After class he waved me down to his podium and gave me a note. It said
"You purposely displeased me by hiding yourself.
To make up for it tomorrow you will wear a
short skirt, a blouse unbuttoned to the base of
your breasts with no panties or bra.In addition
you will shave your crotch so your hair will
hide nothing. If you don't your punishment
Friday will be severe."
My day was shot. I knew I would be more obscenely exposed than ever before and
worse the boys on each side of me would be able to see my breasts. In spite of
that I knew I had to do it rather than get "Severe" punishment.
That night I took a bth then trimmed my pubic hair as close as I could with a
scissors then shaved off the stubble.It was wild my pussy had never felt so soft
and seemed more sensitive. I could feel a breeze on it.I went to a full legth
mirror to see I was incredibly naked. I had not realized how well the hair had
hidden my pussy. Now you could see the slightly puffy lips with the tight slit
that opened slightly when I opened my legs. I got a chair and opened my legs as
I had done in class and saw my slit open enough to show the pink inner lips.
I put on a blouse and left it unbuttoned to the base of my cleavage. I hated my
big boobs that opened my blouse and as I feared when I turned sideways to the
mirror and bent over a little the blouse loosened to show nearly all of my
breasts to anyone sitting beside me.
I put on the skirt and saw that it shadowed my pussy a little in my overhead
light but I knew the brightly lit classroom would not be as kind.
I dreaded humiliating myself the next day but strangely when I went to bed I
couldn't resist touching my now bare and smooth pussy which led to more fondling
until i had an orgasm and went to sleep.
I was reminded all day that I would soon be obscenely displayed from breezes
that went under my skirt.I kept he blouse buttoned until just before his class
when I went to the bathroom to unbutton it. I waited until the last minute and
went in hoping the class would be looking at him rather than me.
It didn't work that way being nearly late everyone looked at me and then to my
horror I found walking down the steep seps to my chair made my breasts swing to
nearly expose the nipples. I blushed as I heard whispers and when I sat down the
boys on each side of me stared to make me blush which seemed to delight them.
When I was seated he looked at my legs so I opened them blushing at the display
I would be making. I kept them open for the endless fifty minute hour then he
did something truly rotten.
Just before the end of he class he called me down to his podium and told me to
hand out tomorrows assignment. It was awful. My damn boobs swung and I had to
lean over at each row to hand out the papers which really bared me.I didn't know
what was worse the guys smiles and stares or the girls sneers at my sluttish
costume.
When I took the leftover paper to him he handed me a box. After class I went to
the bathroom and buttoned the blouse to my neck.when I went out to the hall a
boy was standing there and said,"You are all buttoned up. You must be trying to
get points from the Prof. That's ok at least I can see you during class."
I blushed and hurried off. Another boy stopped me to ask me out on a date but I
knew he would just try to molest me so I refused.
At home the box laid on my bed to bedtime since I was afraid to open it to see
what nasty thing it may contain.I finally opened it to see a blouse and a note
that said I could button this all the way.
I took it out to see a light pink blouse that was so thin I could see through
both layers. I put it on to see I would be nearly naked. Only two tiny pockets
hiding my nipples would keep it legal enough to avoid arrest.
I immediately saw the horror of it. Now I would not just be exposed to my class
but to the whole school as I went from class to class and lunch.
In the morning I put on the blouse and a short skirt. It was worse than I had
feared. All my short skirts were hiphuggers so I was exposed to my pubic bone in
front and my kidney dimples at the back.Even though I knew some girls wore
halters and low cut jeans they didn't seem as naked as me. I just couldn't stand
the lustfull stares of the boys and the sneers of the girls.I decided to cut my
classes and went back to bed. I stayed there until afternoon then realized I
could not cut his class but I had an idea.I put a sweater on over the blouse in
spite of the warm day planning to remove it just before I went into his class.
I had to walk fast to get there in time and I was panting by the time I got to
the second floor class where I rushed into the bathroom to remove the sweater.
To my dismay the rush had caused me to perspire and now the already thin blouse
stuck to me and seemed even more transparent not unlike girls in a wet t-shirt
contest.
The second bell rang and I had to go in. I blushed to my toes when some boys
applauded and made it worse by rushing down the steps to my seat which caused my
breasts to jump and sway bringing more applause. I sat down to see him frowning
and opened my legs for him knowing that would let my slit open slightly. My only
consolation was that his frown went away.
I could hardly believe his control. He droned on with his lecture as if nothing
was happening but about twenty minutes later he said,"That is enough for today.
Class dismissed except for you Deidre. I want to talk to you."
I blushed as I went to him since both boys and girls were laughing.He began
walking to a door at the back of the stage and I followed him. As soon as we
were inside the little office he said harshly."Strip!"
I took off my clothes embarrassed because my nipples were hard.He told me to get
up on his desk and lie back. I did and he jerked my legs open and began feeling
my bald pussy. In spite of my fear it felt good and I was sure I was getting
wet.
He said,"You did a pretty good job of shaving but you missed a few hairs. I will
get them."
I knew what he was talking about I had been afraid to shave the ones really
close to the slit because I was afraid I would be cut.
He took an eyebrow plucker out of his pocket and began pulling the hairs. He
didn't just jerk tem out as I did my eyebrows. He would slowly pull on them
stretching the lip obscenely and making me whimper from the increasing pain
until the hair finally pulled out.
When he was finally done tears were rolling down my cheeks to spash on my
breasts.
He said,"I am angry with you. I told Dr. Blake in your English class and Dr
Sanders in your Math class that they could expect a treat when you arrived. They
called me to say you had cut their classes."
I was amazed. Both of them were old and seemingly straitlaced. I whimpered,"I am
sorry but I just couldn't run around campus all day in that blouse to have
people stare at me and think I was a slut."
"That was the idea but since you want to be covered I went home at noon and made
some alterations to my old school sweater. since it is too large for you now you
can be fully covered and look frumpy.Try it on."
I got off the desk and took it from him. It was a typical stiff wool letterman's
sweater that was buttoned down the front.
I put it on noting the bottom went to mid thigh and that the stff wool would be
irritating but when I pulled it closed I felt needles sticking my breasts. I
jerked it back open and saw he had glued metal pot scrubbing pads covering every
inch of my breasts.
I sobbed,"I can't wear this.It will make me raw!"
"That is the idea.It should make you very sensitive because tomorrow after their
classes you will meet with Blake and Sanders to apologise to them for cheating
them. Then you will take off the sweater and ask them to give you five spanks on
each breast and five spanks on each butt cheek with this."
He held up a leather strap about eighteen inches long and two inches wide
attached to a gold chain. He slipped the chain over my head to let the strap
dangle between my cleavage.
When he said butt cheek I noticed I was feeling prickling sensations on my ass.
I pulled the sweater out to see the back was also covered with the pads.
I said alarmed,"Oh God I will have to sit on them.They will dig in awfully!"
"Yes. I hope this lesson will teach you to never disobey me again.When you have
done this as a reward you may wear anything you want Friday.Now button it up."
I did starting at the bottom noting that thankfully it was lose enough to just
give small prickling sensations to my butt.My damn big boobs pressed against the
pads making me gasp at the hundreds of pin pricks.
I moaned,"Oh God this will make me raw and bleeding."
"No. I have done this before. You will be red and scratched but not bleeding.
You will find they will be very sensitive for the strap."
I stood there quietly sobbing at the thought of the strap.
"You aren't getting the full effect.Walk around a bit."
I did and found every step brought new prickling sensations especially to my
stupid nipples which had hardened to push on the pads.He had me walk around for
about five minutes then held his palms out at my breast level and said,"Come to
me and press your tits into my palms."
I went to him and tentively pressed them into his hands gasping as needles dug
in but he was not satisfied until I was pressing so hard my boobs were flattened
against my ribcage to bring tears.
He had me take off the sweater so he could inspect the effect. I was more than
glad to get it off me.
He took a hand mirror out of the desk to show me that in spite of the pain I
only had scratches and redness as he had said.
He took pictures of my red boobs and butt and said if you plan to cheat by
wearing a bra or panties under the sweater I am giving copies of these pictures
to Sanders and Blake.If your breasts and butt is not at least this red they will
give you twenty spanks rather than five."
I sobbed,"I won't cheat. I promise!"
"Good. After my class tomorrow you may choose to wear the sweater or the blouse
and skirt you wore today."
I was sure I would go for the blouse.By then I would probably be willing to go
home naked rather than wear the sweater."
I put the sweater back on and walked home in the shortest way possible. I took
it off to see just that walk was enough to really make me red and sensitive.
Then crazily I decided I may as well know what it would feel like to sit on the
pads. I put it back on and pulled out a wooden chair and sat down gingerly.Thr
pricking returned and increased dramatically as my full weight pressed on them.
to my amazement the sensation excited me and I began to squirm on them. This
excited me so much I reached under the sweater to rub my pussy and clit while
squirming until I had a powerful orgasm.
Strangely I got a lot of satisfaction from the fact I had turned his torture
into a satisfying climax. In spite of that my butt was sore so I rubbed cream on
it and stayed nude until bedtime. Now I had mixed feelings about tomorrows
ordeal. I knew it would hurt but it could give me a powerful orgasm.
END PART THREE
