Deidre

Part 12

                            DEIDRE 12

The next day I wore a loose skirt so when the hem was tucked in the front would
hang down to hide my pussy and I tightened my bra straps to keep my boobs from
swaying to avoid interest in them.

When the boys came into class they saw the strap laying on my desk and
immediately began chatting excitedly with each other.

The boy who had started this stood up and said, "We have been discussing this.
Although you did not admit it we are sure your Dad would have made you get naked
once you had developed boobs so we agreed you should be spanked while nude."

This was much more than I had prepared myself for so I said emphatically, "I
can't. The Headmaster told me I shouldn't let my nipples or private parts be
seen. He could catch me and I would be fired."

"You have already disobeyed him by showing us your nipples and bare butt
cheeks."

"Yes but I would be hidden while standing."

"It is irrevalent. Both the Headmaster and his assistant are away for a
conference. Now take off your clothes nice and slow. We want to be teased."

I sobbed then began removing them. There was one consolation. They stared
approvingly as my big boobs were slowly bared and someone said,"She is
beautiful" and others sighed, "Yeah." to make me feel proud.

I hesitated at my panties realizing my hairless pussy would make me totally
naked but continued when someone said, "Panties. Lose the panties."

I slowly pulled them down to my kees and let them drop to the floor. I stood
there blushing all down my front as a boy said, "Oh wow! I have never seen a
hairless pussy before." another said, "Only in pictures" a third said, "She
looks like my little sister." making me wonder how he had seen her.

I turned to bend over my desk with my legs together to hide but I heard, "We
have time for that. Turn around again. We have some poses we want you to do."

They had me pose bent over to waggle my breasts and open my legs. It was
embarrassing but it also made me proud that they thought I was beautiful.Even
that was not enough for them. they had me come to them to lift my breasts
marvelling at how heavy they were and fondling my pussy commenting how soft and
smooth it was. All the hands on me excited me which made me feel guilty so I was
almost relieved when I heard, "It is time for the spanking."

The boy who had started it all picked up the strap and had me lean over the desk
to hold on to the edge while the other boys gathered around me to view from all
angles. One even laid on the floor on his back between my legs.

The first spank came unexpectedly and I jumped and shuddered at the sharp sting.
The boy under me yelled, "that made her tits jump and her pussy wink. Keep her
dancing."

They did quickly passing the strap to the next in line to keep me in constant
motion as pain enveloped my entire behind.

There was a pause and someone yelled, "This is great! Her dance is sexier than
Miss Brook's." another said, "Yeah but this isn't hurting her much. She isn't
crying. Hit her inner thighs. According to stuff I read on the internet that is
a lot more sensitive."

A couple of them jerked my legs apart and they began hitting there barely
missing my pussy. The pain became intense making tears roll down my cheeks as I
twisted and gasped at the pain. They had no sympathy only yelling. "Yeah! That
is working."

Finally I heard, "That is thirty." I stood up and began rubbing my inflamed butt
to stop the sting but someone said, "Move your hands out of the way.I wsant to
see it glowing."

I whimpered, "Rubbing helps lessen the sting."

Someone said, "We'll do that for you."

Suddenly there were hands on both buttt cheeks and my thighs. It really felt
good and I moaned and opeed my legs more to let them rub all the stinging inner
thighs. Suddenly a hand was on my pussy and he said,"She loves this rubbing. Her
pussy is getting wet." Another said, "Great! Let's see if we can make her cum."

then fingers pulled the lips of my pussy open to get fingers inside and on my
clit while other fingers pinched and pulled on my nipples. In moments I was
panting and shuddering as orgasms raced trough my body.

Then I was ashamed to hear, "God. What a slut! A normal girl would be dying of
shame but she has orgasms."

That hurt my feelings and I sobbed, "I am not a slut. Any girl would become
excited from all the rubbing."

"Really? We are going to have to do this with the other teachers."

Now I really felt guilty having encouraged them to torture other teachers.The
bell rang and they left me crying and dressing myself to hide my shame."

At the next class I didn't flash at all not caring they became bored.

At lunch Sue asked, "How did it go?"

"Oh Sue it was awful. They made me get naked and gave me thirty spanks.I am
really sore."

"Naked? Didn't you tell them the Heamaster said your private parts had to be
covered?"

"Yes but they said he was away at conference and wouldn't know."

"You dummy. It is still the rule and if you had refused they couldn't have
forced you. Now you have set a precedence but you can still refuse at least
during classes. Field trips will be another story since you can't get caught."

I sniffled and said, "I haven't told you the worst part.After the spanking they
rubbed my sore butt and thighs and it felt so good I got excited."

"Excited? How excited?"

"As much as possible. I had orgasms."

"Oh shit. You are in trouble. Did they know?"

"Uh huh.they called me a slut and I told them I wasn't and any girl would get
excited from all the rubbing."

"You bitch! Now we will all be presured to get naked and be fondled. You
deserved the pain and a lot more!"

"I know. I feel so guilty."

"Well it is too late now. We will just have to hope for the best but as we speak
your class is spreading the word. The other teachers and I will have to stand
our ground but you may have have the other teachers very angry with you. I know
I am."

I could only say, "I'm sorry."

At my last class the boys were barely seated when Bob a boy who influenced the
others stood up and said, "We understand your first class got to see you naked.
We want to see you that way too."

I cringed and said," That was a mistake. The boys said they would give me a bad
report card if I didn't do what they wanted. I know now that I only have to go
to the Headmaster and tell him what is happening."

"Really? Who do you think he will believe. Ten boys that are paying him twelve
thousand each to go here or a slut he knows is willing to show her body."

He was right I remembered how easily I showed the Headmaster my nipples and
thong panties. He would surely believe them.

I whimpered, "Do I have to take off everything?"

"Yes everything even the shoes and socks."

I let out a little sob hating myself for getting into this predicament and took
off my shoes and socks, my blouse and skirt and finally my bra and panties to
stand there ashamed with my head down not able to face all those staring eyes.

He told me to kneel and I did crossing my arms to hide my nipples with my hands
over my pussy. I suppose I knew he would not allow that but his sharp command to
open my legs and put my hands behind my back startled me.I did it quickly in
fear he would hit me.

He reached down and pinched my nipple between his thumb and forefinger to pull
it out and use it to lift and pull my breast up and sideways while I gasped and
whimpered. He let go of it only to grab my pussy in his fist to lift me as high
as I could get on my knees.

He said, "You shave your pussy. Only sluts shave their pussies."

I whined,"No. I shave it so hair won't show around my bikini."

"Bullshit. You are a slut. Say you are a slut."

Tears rolled down my cheeks in humiliation as I whimpered, "I am a slut."

"Yes you are our little slave slut. Say what you are."

It was true my averice and stupidity  had made me their toy to do with as they
wished unless I wanted to spend the rest of my life saying, "Do you want fries
with these."

I sobbed,"I am your slave slut."

"Right. Your teasing has given us hardons and balls that ached.You will fix that
problem now. Open your mouth."

I said, "No. If I do that everyone will be sure I am a slut."

"We won't tell anyone. Now open your mouth before I pinch off your nipple.

I did and he opened his pants and jammed his dick in my mouth. He grabbed my
hair and used it to push and pull on my head fucking my face. When he came he
jerked me into him jamming his dick into my throat to make me struggle in a
futile efoort to get air. When he pulled it out I only had seconds to suck in
precious air until the next boy stuck his dick in my mouth. that went on for all
ten boys and I was nauseous from all the cum I had drunk and the smell of it on
my face and breasts.

They just left me there totally humiliated while they walked out the door
laughing and clapping wach other on the back or giving high fives.They had used
me as if I had no feelings like one of their video games.

I scrambled for the box of tissue to wipe myself off but I didn't feel clean
until I got home and showered for a long time. I put on a robe and laid on my
bed hating myself for being so stupid. None of the other teachers were in my
position because they followed the rules by only going so far. My perverse
desire to tease them to see their dicks making tents of their pants knowing they
were suffering from the need to fuck me had led me to this. I had made them
suffer so now they would make me suffer which I had to admit was justice.

My doorbell rang and I hesitated to answer it thinking it may be the boys but it
rang again letting me know whoever it was was not going away so I answered it.

It was Sue and Laura and the other teachers. They all looked angry. I let them
in and Laura said angrily, "You little bitch! Thanks to you all the boys in our
classes demanded that we get naked. We all refused so now we are going to get
bad report cards."

Sue broke in to say, "Actually I didn't totally refuse. I made a concession. I
took off my top and tucked my panties into my asscrack to pose for them."

Laura said,"Damnit Sue. One concession just leads to another. You will see.
Tomorrow they will tell you to take off the panties. Our only hope is to meet
with the Headmaster Monday and let him know what is happening so he can ignore
the report cards. Tomorrow as an act of defiance we will all wear sweaters or
blouses buttined to the neck and our longest skirts."

I said, "Oh I agree about the meeting but the boys will not like us dressed that
way. We will get bad report cards for sure."

"Duh. We will get bad report cards anyway if we don't get naked. We don't need
your input. If it wern't for you we would not be in this fix. You should be
punished severely."

I hung my head in shame and sobbed, "I agree."

Laura looked at me strangely and said, "You agree you should be punished?"

I sobbed, "Yes. This is all my fault."

Lucy said,"She deserves it. Let's cane her."

Jane said, "That is too simple. Since she likes to show off let's take her to
the new construction site and tie her to the scaffolding naked and throw mud at
her. The mud there is real gross. It is where the horse stables were. Her body
can become as dirty as her mind."

Joan said, "I like that idea but it won't hurt much. After the mud throw I think
she should be whipped especially on those big tits she is so proud of."

Sue said, "The boys may like us better if we let them do it."

Laura said, "Good idea. We can tell them it is to make up for us not getting
naked, but we don't have a whip."

Mary said, "No but I have an old leather coat that reaches to my ankles I
planned to throw away. We could cut three strips out of the back to braid a
whip."

Joan said, "I like that but she should have to braid the whip. I think she
should do it in class while the boys do their test questions."

Jane said, "Great idea. She should do it naked."

Laura said,"No. we want to empathise the fact there will be no nudity in the
classrooms. She will be stripped for the walk to the scaffold."

I sobbed, "This is too cruel to make me make the whip that will hurt me and the
boys watching me making it will make them crazy."

Joan said, "She has a point. If all the crazed boys whip her she could end up in
the hospital. I suggest we limit it to say fifty lashes which is what whores got
in early America and pick a boy to do it."

Sue said, "Why don't we have a lottery. The boys that want to whip her can put
their names in a basket and at the end of classes she can pick a name at random.
If she happens to pick a muscular boy it will be her fault."

I sobbed, "This is a joke isn't it? You wouldn't really do that to me."

Laura said, "This could solve the problem. The boys will know that the rest of
us do not approve of what you did and the punishment should make them understand
why you won't do it again. You can trade a few minutes of pain and humiliation
for months of it."

Although a few minutes of pain seeemed an understatement this kind of made sense
So I sobbed, "I guess I have to do it."

Laura said,"Good girl."  and the others camr over to hug me and thank me.I was
accepted again and I felt a little proud when a couple told me how courageous I
was to suffer for all of them.

Laura said, "We have preparations to do. Mary can cut the coat into two inch
strips, Jane can go to the hardware store to get a ring to put through the
strips for a starting point. Sue and I will compose the notice to put on the
bulletin board and find a basket for the names.Let's do it!"

They left me and I began having second thoughts. This was going to be a long
humiliating and painful session.I took comfort in knowing leather coats were not
very thick so the whip should not hurt terribly and cut me and traditionally
whores were whipped on their backs which was not an especially sensitive place.
Perversely I removed the robe to stand in front of the mirror in the X psition I
would be in at the scaffold.I imagined the excitement and cheers from the boys
and thought no rock star would generate that much excitement.That thought
thrilled me although I thought I must be crazy to want the cheers enough to
suffer so much. I slept fitfully and awoke early.

I dressed in a skirt that nearly reached my knees and a pull over sweater. When
I went into the main entrance of the school I saw a huge notice covering the
entire bulletin board and a basket hanging below it.

The notice was in huge all capital letters.

YOUR TEACHER DEIDRE ACTED IN A WHORISH MANNER YESTERDAY. SINCE SHE IS A HISTORY
TEACHER WE DECIDED IT WOULD BE APPRPIATE THAT SHE SHOULD BE PUNISHED AS WHORES
WERE IN PURITAN AMERICA. SHE WILL BE STRIPPED AND BROUGHT TO THE SCAFFOLDING
WHERE SHE WILL BE TIED TO ENDURE MUD SLINGING. AFTER THAT SHE WILL RECEIVE FIFTY
LASHES WITH A WHIP SHE WILL BRAID IN THE CLASSROOM. IN OLDEN TIMES THE
TOWNSPEOPLE PARTICIPATED IN THE PUNISHMENT AND SO IT WILL BE NOW. IF YOU WISH TO
PARTICIPATE PUT YOUR NAME ON ONE OF THE SLIPS OF PAPER ON THE BOARD AND DROP IT
IN THE BASKET. DEIDRE WILL DRAW THREE NAMES OF BOYS TO HOLD AND STRIP HER, TWO
BOYS WHO WILL TIE HER WRISTS AND ANKLES TOGETHER THEN DRAG HER TO THE SCAFFOLD
ON HER BELLY, FOUR BOYS TO TIE HER SPREADEAGLED TO THE SCAFFOLD, AND ONE BOY TO
ADMINISTER THE WHIPPING. EVERYONE IS WELCOME TO PARTICIPATE IN THE MUD SLINGING.

I shuddered at the addition of being dragged to the scaffold consoling myself
that it would be on the lawn and slick mud. I went to my classroom.Three strips
of leather about five feet long were on a hook at the top of the blackboard. I
went over to feel them and was relieved to find they were soft and not very
thick. I knew it would sting a lot but shouldn't make welts deep enough to
bleed.

Boys began filing into my room chattering excitedly. They sat down and some
pointed out the leather strips.

I said nervously, "There will be no lecture today. Answer the questions at the
end of the chapter while I braid my whip."

Bob said,"Your clothes are ugly and boring. Take them off."

I said,"No! I am being punished for that and it won't happene again."

He said,"What difference does it make. We will see you naked anyway this
afternoon."

"Yes but that is part of the punishment."

Another boy said,"You agreed to this punishment? You must be very brave."

"Thank you but I owe this to the other teachers.Because of what I did you all
threatened the other teachers with bad report cards. Up to now you had been
satified seeing panties and cleavage. Sue told me you forced her to go topless
and to bare her butt cheeks."

Larry said,"Yeah. She has a great body and she will show it again unless she
wants all "F"s on her report card."

I shuddered, A "D" would earn five strokes with the cane but an "F" would get
you ten. Since the homeroom students made the report card she could get a
hundred stokes. She wouldn't be able to sit for a week.

The more they talked the more I realized how cruel they could be so I ended the
discussion by telling them to answer the questions and turned to work on the
whip. I made the braids as tight as I could as instucted feeling all their eyes
on me.

Bob said, "At least you can pull the skirt up to your waist. Showing your
panties is not against the rules."

I couldn't argue with that and tucked the skirt into my waistband and turned
back to my task. That was a mistake. Now they began talking saying,"Imagine the
stripes that whip will put on her ass." Another said, "Yeah. I can almost see it
quivering at each stroke." another said, "She will be crying for mercy in no
time." another said, "I can hardly wait to see her tears falling on those big
tits."

I sobbed knowing they would show no mercy for me. the third of the whip was done
so I turned to them to say, "You may leave when your questions are answered" to
avoid other comments that only reminded me of my ordeal to come.

Bob said, "We are in no hurry to leave.Pull your sweater up to your bra so we
can see the skin that will be hit."

I didn't want to hear more comments on the effect of the whip so I said, "No.
You have seen it before."

They grumbled as they got up to leave. As one boy was going out the door he
said, "One of us may be the whipper and you will be sorry you didn't do what we
wanted."

The others laughed and patted his back in agreement.

The next class was much the same I again had my skirt pulled up as I worked on
the whip knowing each braid was bringing me closer to my punishment. This time a
boy said, Lift your sweater up to your bra. There is no rule against seeing your
stomach or back."

That was true so I lifted the sweater. I gasped knowing it was true when one of
the boys said, "You know if the whipper stands close enough the end will come
around to mark that white belly."

By then the whip was two thirds done. I thought it would shorten a lot when
braided but I saw it would easily reach around my body.

I turned to them showing them the firm white belly they wanted to hurt and
whined,"Why do you want to hurt me. I haven't done anything to you."

"Because it will be exciting and we can. Besides you have hurt us. All your
teasing made my nuts hurt so much I had to run to the bathroom after class to
jerk off." Others agreed.

I mumbled, "I didn't know." although that was a lie.I had loved watching them
shift in their seat and grimacing as they moved their dicks into a hopefully
more comfortable position. I began to think I owed them as well as the teachers.

At lunch which I couldn't eat Laura asked. "How is the whip coming."

"It is 2/3rds done.Just as you told me I am doing a third in each class.Oh Laura
it is frightening me. It looks like it will really hurt and every braid is
bringing me closer to pain."

"I imagine the boys are fascinated watching you braid it."

"Yes I expected that. What I did not expect was their cruelty. They joke and
laugh about how it will welt me and make me shudder and cry."

"That is peoples nature. That is why pro wrestling is so popular and car racing.
You no doubt know that in the old days people rode horses for miles to see a
public flogging or execution."

"Yes but I thought we had progressed past that."

"No. It has just been repressed. People are fascinated by disaster scenes on TV.
They say it is awful but their eyes never leave the screen. Do you regret
agreeing to be punished?"

I said, "Yes but I know it is too late to back out now."

"Yes I am afraid so. If you did we may have a riot."

I thought a moment then said,"I don't want to back out. The more I think about
my cowardice in letting them force me to strip to avoid a caning the more I
believe I deserve to be hurt and humiliated."

"Don't forget the blow jobs.The caning would definitely been have better than
that."

"Oh God! You know? They promised they wouldn't tell anyone."

"You are so naive. Boys and men lie. It is the main subject of conversation. I
understand you are very good at it."

"I sobbed, "I didn't do anything. They just fucked my face."

"Well it made them happy and they will probably want it again. I guess it is too
late to worry about that now. It is time to go to class."

I tried to be businesslike telling them to start answering the questions in
spite of the way they stared at me and the whip. I heard one whisper. "Jesus it
is just like they said."

I had finished three or four braids, when someone said,"Deidre?"

I turned around and said defiantly, "I know what you want! You want to see the
skin that will be ravaged for your entertainment. Here look Damn you."

I jerked my sweater over my head and jerked down my skirt to the floor to kick
it away then turned slowly in just my tiny uplift bra and bikini panties. When I
faced them again I said angrily, "Happy now?"

He laughed and said,"I was just going to ask you about the third question but
yes I am happy. You have a beautiful body."

I felt like a fool and reached for my skirt but he said, "No. Leave it alone."

I turned to work on the whip to avoid their smirking faces. He said,"Open your
legs like they will be on the scaffold."

I remembered my pose in front of the mirror and opened them still concentrating
on the whip.

He said, "Imagine that whip snaking around your tender thighs."

I let out a little moan.

He said, "The whip now hits a bit higher making a sting all around your upper
thigh."

I made a louder moan almost feeling it.

He said, "You know the next stroke will hit your pussy."

I yelped and snapped my legs shut.

He laughed and said, "You have a great imagination. I scared you didn't I?"

I whined, "Yes. Please don't say anything. I don't want to be reminded of what
is coming."

"Okay. If you take off the panties."

It seemed a fair trade for silence so I did excusing myself by thinking it is
just a butt. Everyone has a butt and mine may not look much different than
theirs."

I finished the whip tying knots to hold the braids leaving three short thongs at
the end.

I raised my panties from my ankles and said, "It is almost time to go." with a
little catch in my voice.

I put my sweater and skirt back on and stood there a second shaking with fear
when the bell rang. Two boys took my arems to lead me to the gymnasium.Where I
would wait for everyone to arrive.

End part 12