Robert's Rules (Potatolord and skittish_butterfly)

[skittish_butterfly]

Eve checked the clock in the empty classroom and sighed as she sat down alone at her desk. 7:30, just in time. She couldn't risk the chance for extra credit by missing his deadline. Of course he wasn't here yet, it was never fair in this eternal war between the teachers and the students they got to boss around. But Mr. Robert was the worst. In all her other classes she had always managed her way, a little smile or glance through lowered lashes here and there enough for her to scrape by without having to work too hard. But Mr. Robert never cut her any slack, no partial credit for "inventive" or "creative" answers on her tests. He was the one teacher here, the only one jerky enough to have the nerve to fail her, seemingly the only person in school who she didn't have under her spell at all.

She wasn't the number one most popular girl in school, but she liked to think maybe she was top ten. Certainly not the smartest, although a number of teachers were always frustrated with her for not doing more to utilize her gifts. It didn't bother her. She felt confident in her place in the school, comfortably near the top of the pecking order, for no specific reason she fully understood other than it was just her natural place. Perhaps she wasn't the number one prettiest but she certainly got more than her share of hungry looks in the hallways.

She was 5'3" with a tight, trim body and the fashion sense to make it obvious to everyone while still staying within the boundaries of good taste. Her face was more than cute, with large, deep, dark eyes she almost always drew out with just a little liner and a pert nose a couple boys told her they just wanted to nibble, and she knew her long, straight, raven hair made an impression on guys. Yet she never even bothered trying out for cheerleading -- too much bother, stupid uniforms. Eve had a reason to dislike just about everything, it was just her thing, and her friends were used to it, kind of liked it because she didn't look down on them which put them in an exclusive club.

So with so much going for her, decent grades and the admiration of so many teachers and students alike, she couldn't afford to jeopardize what she thought of as her sure shot at getting into State next year. That's why she was force to agree to Mr. Robert's terms in order to get the extra credit to lift her grades in this stupid class. Why was she even going to need geometry or trigonometry or whatever it was they called it? It wasn't like she was going to know the laws of cosines to get into law school. But they would care if she had failed it, so she had to do something.

Which brought her here to Mr. Robert's empty classroom, waiting for him to show up even before any of the other students' showed up, to learn the rules she was going to have to follow this week. She'd agreed she would turn her behavior around in his class, that she would be teacher's pet this week and show him she deserved the raised grade. And if she didn't, she would fail. As she smoothed down her dark cotton skirt to her knees and checked the collar of her short sleeved blouse, fingering her light gold chain necklace to make sure the claps was in back, she reflected that at least she'd gotten through to him, gotten him to make that offer, even if she was actually going to have to do something to earn it.

Why he needed a full 30 minutes before everyone showed up was a mystery to her. How long could it take to clean the chalkboard and clap the dust out of the erasers? How much could there be to go over? She knew the kids who were teacher's pet in all her classes, ridiculed them along with all the other normals for the way they had to try to answer every question and volunteer for every unnecessary request. If she had to sacrifice her dignity for one week and raise her hand in class like she actually cared, she could do it. Then it would be over and she could finish the rest of the semester and forget the whole thing.

7:35 now. 5 minutes late. Finally she heard footsteps in the hall outside and jumped up from her desk to open the door for him with an over done obsequious look on her face. He was probably too dense to notice sarcasm, and that could help her get through this whole stupid waste of time.

 

[Potatolord]

Mr Robert was a 35 year old middle aged Caucasian, neither the most handsome nor the most built teacher in school. He was just the typical Mathematics teacher in school, the most boring kind that no students ever pay attention to. Mr Robert walked into the class room with a fierce dismal look on Eve. He slowly walked to the teacher's seat and sat down. He also brought a bag with him, which seems to be more full than usual, probably filled with boring mathematic equipments.

Mr. Robert began by saying " Eve, you are the only student in the entire class to have failed my class. Now I have always been nice to my students over the years, and I will always offer them a chance at redemption". Mr. Robert's abuse of students year after year has been widely known in the small town that Eve lives in. However, noone not even the principal dares to touch Mr. Robert as he is from an influential family in the small town. Once, a parent launched a sue case on Mr. Robert only to have him acquitted from his charges and the parent himself was counter sued.

"Eve, we all know nobody likes mathematics. Hence, I have always experienced a lack of attention from students. I crave so badly for attention from students. All I want from you is to be my pet, you know a teacher's pet for a week". Eve's eyes brightened up thinking how simple this extra credit was, little did she know that mr. Robert meant literally as a pet, not just the metaphorical meaning.

Mr. Robert went to his bag and took out a queer looking object, he then passed it to Eve. "Eve, I want you to put these vibrating panties on. I'm sure we will have a little fun later in class". The school bell rang and her other classmates begin to flood into the class. Mr. Robert quickly asked Eve to hide the vibrating panties and wear it. He whispered to Eve, "do everything I say or don't even think about those extra credits". Mr. Robert walked to the front and sat in his chair. He quickly announced that today he will be taking over all the classes, and for the first two hours noone is allowed to go to the toilet. Seems like Eve will have to change in front of everyone.

 

[skittish_butterfly]

Eve didn't really like the way he looked at her, as if her gesture of opening the door for him earned her nothing. Fine. She would just keep it up. She could do it for a week, just swallow her pride and get it over with.

He sat in his usual seat even though the room was empty, so she sat in her chair two, front seat second row from the left. Mr. Robert started a lecture, the tone boringly familiar but Eve forced herself to pay attention. Whether she passed or failed this class was at stake. He was reassuring her she had a chance at redemption. Oh great, she thought, a review! We covered this on Friday already when he told her to show up early if she wanted to pass. She didn't say anything though, not wanting to risk the credit, and managed to keep her eye roll subtle enough she hoped he wouldn't notice.

Teacher's pet, yes, yes, she got it. She uncrossed her legs under the desk and recrossed the other way to mask her impatience. If he was really going to drone on like this until the class arrived, well, it would be extra credit bought at a high price. But she would do it. What choice did she have?

Then he brought out the weird bag, pulled something flimsy out and passed it to her, his words not making sense. Something about vibrating panties? What the hell did that mean? She looked at them with her nose in the air, very skeptical. He actually wanted her to wear them. He was some kind of underwear fetish guy? This was sick, but she thought about it and managed to refrain from calling him a perf to his face. She started to get up when the class bell rang. Kids streamed in around her, and she saw an odd little smirk on Mr. Robert's face.

She didn't raise her hand, just got up like she normally would to go the restroom. She had the creepy things rolled up in her hand and held in front of her where no one should see them. But Mr. Robert coughed to get her attention. She sat back down as his eyes practically demanded it. Then he whispered to her about doing everything he said or no extra credit. Well duh, she thought. That's what the teacher's pet deal was. But he insisted still she had to put the weird panties on even after announcing no one was allowed out of the room for the next two hours.

Oh dear. She looked around as casual as she could. She was suddenly glad Mark was sitting all the way on the other side in back. The teachers in the other two classes she shared with him had let her sit next to him when she asked, and she knew it was only a matter of time until he asked her out. But that would have been over if she had to do this sitting right next to her. "Hey Dweeb," she whispered to a geeky do-good next to her. Would you sharpen my pencil for me? He jumped up, as she knew he would.

With the worst out of the way, she was pretty sure she could hide it from everybody else. She tugged a little through her skirt, until her pink panties were at her knees which she kept together, and then wriggled until they slipped to her ankles and the floor. Her hand with the strange panties held them over the toe of one designer shoe, reaching under her desk to do it like she was scratching an itch. She had her foot through, with the fabric hanging from that ankle. The hard part was getting the other ankle through, but she managed it by dropping her notebook and picking it up slowly. She had them pulled up to her knees by the time geek-boy was back. Then it was a matter of a coughing fit with a lot of wriggling in her set to work them up under the skirt. They weren't settled right, and she felt kind of a lump in the back of them. Eve stood up to check something written on a side board, casually readjusting the panties through her skirt, always adjusting a side she held away from the class, until they were on and snug and she succeeded.

Eve sat down, feeling a little out of breath, but strangely proud of herself. She could do this, and she was going to pass, and the world wasn't as bleak as she'd worried it might be if she had failed. All she had to do was wear a pervert's panties for a couple hours. No sweat.

 

[Potatolord]

Mr. Robert gave a sharp look onto Eve, noticing that she has successfully changed her panties without anyone noticing. His plans of embarrassing her didn't seem to work, he thought to himself."Firstly I would like to congratulate everyone as all of you has passed the class, give a clap to yourself". The sound of clapping hands resound around the class. "However, there is one person who has failed my class, but I have always been an exemplary teacher, so I have decided to give her a chance at extra credits. The bad news is all of you will have to stay after class untill miss Eve is done with her extra credit" Everyone looked at Eve and gave her an annoyed look. It was Friday and everyone was really looking forward towards the weekends. Jennifer who sat next to Eve lamented and said "Great job stupid tin can, look what you have done now" .

The monotonous tone of Mr. Robert made everyone sleepy, even Eve who was trying so hard to keep awake. Now, Mr. Robert noticed this and wanted to take advantage of this. His voice thundered across the class, suddenly waking the class up, half of them already asleep. Mr. Robert said " Now to make sure you are attentive, I would want our failure to stand up on the chair for the rest of the class, to ensure she doesn't fall asleep. Please stand up for the remainder of the class miss Eve." Eve's skirt was a little airy that day, any movement would have made an upskirt and now with her standing so high up, it would be very hard to prevent an upskirt.Those vibrating panties that mr Robert gave earlier had some sort of powder on it, Eve knew something fishy was going on. She was seated in the front of the class, so everyone had a clear view of whatever she was doing.

The itch suddenly began in Eve's private parts. At first, she was able to ignore it but It grew itchier and itchier. The anxiety that Eve felt made her perspire and each small drop of perspiration seems to aggravate the itch.To make things worse, it seems like Mr. Robert had turned the vibrator on. She could feel vibrations on her clitoris. It was still at low speed but she knows if she does something, everyone will be looking. What is this sorcery? What sort of evil games is mr. Robert playing, revealing her smooth sexy thighs to her class? Everyone is looking at Eve now, most of them giving her a perverted stare, all of them waiting for her to stand straight on the chair.

 

[skittish_butterfly]

Eve glared at the traitor, Jennifer. Like it was all Eve's fault! If Jennifer passed this class it couldn't have been by much, Eve knew, because she had looked at her paper during a lot of the tests and knew her answers were pretty similar most of the time, so... But with everyone eyeballing her suddenly, Eve had to keep quiet.

Everyone was watching her and grumbling as Mr. Robert went into his robot impersonation, putting everyone to sleep. Eve tried to focus, knowing her passing depended on it, and apparently the whole class as well, not getting a weekend until she came through the way Mr. Robert expected.

The loud voice shocked her and she realized she, along with half the class, had just about dozed off. She sat suddenly alert, her pulse pounding from the surprise of his outburst. Still a little out of it, she heard what he said but couldn't believe it. It was kind of barbaric actually, the kind of thing they did in Saudi Arabia when they weren't chopping people's heads off or whatever. Making her stand on the desk in front of everybody? It was like waterboarding, it was unpatriotic, a violation of her rights. If the papers got wind of... But she kept quiet. Because whatever she thought about it, she would fail if he wasn't satisfied.

With everybody watching, she stood up. She looked around, making it clear she was taking names for future revenge against anybody who laughed. She didn't even have to say anything, her eyebrows did all the talking. Then she turned back at Mr. Roberts and gave him a "whatever" shrug, kind of glaring at him, but playing along because she needed this. She climbed up on the chair, holding onto the back as best she could so she wouldn't lose her balance in the fancy low heels, thank heavens she wasn't wearing the really elegant ones, it was Friday after all.

She could feel the breeze of the AC in the room making her skirt swirl a little, and her hands immediately grabbed the material and held it still against her thighs. Geek boy sitting next to her looked disappointed and stopped staring up at her legs.

That was when things got strange. She wondered if her mom had put new soap in the shower or something, maybe some kind of new allergy she didn't know about? She felt an itch, only it was more than an itch. It was... it was right there between her legs, like where the stupid pervert panties were laying against her. Even glared at the teacher. Her hands, bunched up on the fabric of her skirt to keep from showing herself off to the class seated near her suddenly yearned to rub and scratch, anything to stop the crazy sensation, almost burning on her skin. She started hopping slightly back and forth from one foot to the other trying to stop herself from thinking about it, trying to fight off the urge to just stick her hand inside her skirt and get some relief, right in front of the class.

She thought it couldn't get worse, but she was wrong. She yelped and everyone looked at her again, and now there were a few snickers. Her dark black hair whipped around as she turned and almost fell, trying to see who had laughed at her. There it was again and she gave a little gasp. What the hell? Her skin was on fire in a way she couldn't possibly put out in front of everybody, and now it was like the panties were buzzing worse than her mom's "massage wand". She started to turn back to the teacher, not wanting her friends and classmates to see her like this, her cheeks burning.

Eve started to step down, ready to run out of the room, but Mr. Robert gave her such a look she knew he really meant to fail her. Seriously? Didn't he realize sometimes you have to make exceptions? Her eyes said please, please, please, and his said absolutely not. So she stood there, starting to sweat, breathing faster and feeling like she was coming to life in ways a girl really shouldn't while sitting in class, and especially not while standing up in front of everybody. She tried to slink back down into her chair, but a cough from Mr. Robert made it clear that wasn't an option if she wanted to pass. She had no choice, just standing there. "What's that in the back, is that, is that free pizza?" A few dweebs actually turned to look, but not enough that she could reach between her legs and go to work on herself, not sure now whether she would scratch or stroke herself even if she could. But for the moment all she could do was suffer with the sensations, helpless to do anything about them, sweating and starting to gasp in a way that was starting to make some of the girls she looked down on the most giggle at her. She would get her revenge, but for the moment she couldn't even really think of who was laughing, all she could think about was the buzzing and burning between her legs, and the feeling of a classroom full of eyes staring at her and gawking. She had never been more miserable.

 

[Potatolord]

When Mr. Robert heard Eve talking about free pizzas, his face immediately became furious and his angry stare was fixated at Eve. "So you think this is a joke now isn't it Eve? You think it's funny to disrupt me in the middle of the class? Put both your hands on your mouth and close it. Any more noise from you and you will pay more for it." The geek next to Eve gave her a perverted smile, he knew with her hands not holding the skirt, he would have a clear view of Eve's beautiful parts. Mr. Robert walk over to Eve and gave a slap on her thighs. Her fair white thighs turned a little red, she could feel the pain coarsing through her thighs. But the itch and vibrations was too much for Eve to give a damn.

Unhappy with Eve's reaction, the perverted Mr. Robert is about to make her life even more miserable.Eve could see Mr. Robert putting his hand into his pocket and taking out a remote control. It was non other than the remote for the vibrator, and immediately Eve felt the vibrations on her clitoris became stronger and stronger. It was also getting louder, so loud that people sitting next to her can hear it and were beginning to try to find the source of the noise. With this much vibration, it would be almost impossible to not get wet! "Hmmm, feels a little chilly in here isn't it?" It was far from chilly, it was summer but mr. Robert went and turn off the air conditioner. "Wouldn't want Eve to catch a cold now would we?"

More people begun to show anger at Eve, that troublemaker, not only do they have to go back late, now they will have to sweat in class. " If anyone is feeling sweaty, blame it on your dear friend Eve, but dont worry, i will give you all a chance for payback at her, dont get too excited". What does mr. Robert mean by that, her imagination ran wild with horrible scenarios, if mr. Robert could make her wear such horrible panties in class, god knows what else he is willing to do.With more perspiration, the itch on her private part was becoming unbearable. It would not be long before Eve has to to relieve herself, but would she do it in front of all her classmates? The sheer fear of embarrassment is overwhelming.

Mr. Robert walked back in front and continued to teach, but now almost everyone in the classroom is staring angrily at Eve. Noone is even paying attention to mr. Robert. A guy from behind even had the audacity to make a paper ball and throw it onto Eve, much to the rejoice of her classmates.

 

[skittish_butterfly]

Eve hated how her plan backfired and everything just kept getting worse for her. Now she had to drop her skirt, and put her hands over her mouth, which was embarrassing enough without her skirt now being loose enough that mega-geek could gawk at her bare legs under there all he wanted, and she couldn't do anything about it. In fact, Mr. Robert even came up and slapped her thigh, making her yelp into her hands. The geeky guy laughed and stared at the red spot.

With the ac off everyone was getting hotter, and she could feel her own sweat trickling down her chest between her small breasts. She tossed her head, trying to flip some hair out of her eyes, and still she stood with her mouth covered. Then everything got even worse. She still itched horribly, but now the buzzing went from being a small storm to a hurricane of sensation between her legs. She could feel her clitoris getting totally stimulated, and predictably she started feeling all warm and slippery inside, only she wasn't home in bed dreaming about Mark, she was here in class with the everybody staring at her. She couldn't keep her hips still and her harsh breathing was starting to make nasty little noises that the geek boy was commenting on. She turned her head and snuck a peek and saw with horror that even Mark was staring at her.

Eve was flexing her thighs rhythmically, and bending and unbending at her waste, twisting a little this way and that like she was dancing in slow motion, struggling to find some way to get at the need she felt building, yet could do nothing about with her hands at her mouth and everyone's eyes on her. Her face was bright red and like she often did when she started getting turned on, she needed to pee.

She took her hands off her mouth for just a moment, really briefly, to ask a totally reasonable question. "Please Mr. Robert, I need to run to the restroom. I'll be totally fast I swear!" Even teacher's pets were allowed to go to the bathroom.

 

[Potatolord]

"Why are you moving so much? Poor Eve needs to go to the bathroom?? Nooooo!!!" Mr. Robert shouted angrily. " I have already said noone is allowed to the washroom for the first two hours and why are your hands not on your mouth? You have disrupted enough of my class today! I am not going to teach anymore!" Mr. Robert stormed angrily and sat on his seat. With no teaching going on, everyone was staring at Eve now, including mr. Robert. Filled with embarrassment, Eve could see Mark was pointing at her and laughing with his clique of friends.

With so much adrenaline and embarrassment, Eve was getting sweaty, her perspiration begin to appear on her clothes. As if good luck struck Eve, mr. Robert turned off the vibrator, for a second the lack of vibrations gave Eve a huge relief. However, now with no vibrations and orgasmic feelings, Eve has nothing but this burning itchy sensation on her private parts. With no orgasmic feeling to distract herself, this itch is becoming so unbearable.

Mr.robert shouted again " stand straight! Move even an inch of your eyebrows and you are in trouble young lady! " Her skirt was floating freely, revealing her insides. To make things worse, she could see that geek next to her taking up skirt photos of her using his cellphone. Within minutes, she could see all her classmates checking out their phones giggling. She was sure the photo was being shared all around, even Mark was checking his phone.

 

[skittish_butterfly]

Eve was miserable. He was so angry, and everyone else was angry at her too now. All she could do about it was cover her hands over her mouth and keep quiet and stay there standing and trying to handle not being allowed to the bathroom. Mr. Robert was back in his seat, ignoring the class as they grumbled about her, stared at her. Even Mark. They were laughing. Laughing!

Her skirt was plastered to her thighs now and it was hard to stand, the panties making her tremble and move her lips that just made the girls laugh even harder and made the boys very quiet in a disturbing way, but all eyes stared at her. Suddenly the vibrations turned off, and she sighed,but she still felt the awful itching sensations, and it got even that much harder for her not to reach down and work on herself right in front of everyone. What dignity did she have left to lose at this point? Could it get any worse? Why not just scratch the itch?

But then Mr. Robert yelled at her. Be still, stand straight, do it or she would fail. She heard what he expected, but she felt her eyes getting damp as she struggled with the instructions in practice. He couldn't possibly understand how difficult this was. She was afraid even to move her eyeballs or look around as she heard the camera effect of some of the cell phones going off. They must be taking pictures of her.

Eve sniffed back the tears but held still, her fingers twisted together over her silent mouth to try to help keep them from drifting down and scratch when she wasn't allowed. And it was getting even harder to keep her pee in. There was supposed to be a full half hour after she showed up for the meeting with Mr. Robert, before class started, but he had wasted all that time for her, and she hadn't had a chance to pee, and it was unbearable now, especially with the itch making her quiver inside, her focus so distracted by everything going on. She felt the slightest little dribble of pee leak out before she could tighten up and stop it, praying no one noticed.

 

[Potatolord]

Eve could have wished for noone to notice her small trickle of pee coming out from her. The geek next to her immediately shouted in a stutter when he saw it, "oh my god, loo loo loo look at Eve, she is p p p p eee-Ing". Everyone turned their attention onto her, some of the backbenchers even decided to take a walk to the front to have a better view. Then, the worse sight Eve could have expected was there, the sight of Mark standing just a few feet away from her looking at her incontinence. Mr. Robert too walked near Eve and he too saw that trickle of shimmering yellow fluid down her thighs.

"Goodness, what are you? Five years old? Couldn't hold your pee inside you?!" His face turned blisteringly red, he walked over to his table and under it, took out a pail. "There, I'm offering you a chance to pee now, but you can only do it here, in front of everyone into this pail. As for the pee on the floor and chair, you are to lick it up and swallow it like the bitch you are. Yes you heard me right, use your mouth and lick it up, who else is gonna clean up after your mess?"

He then turned to the class and said " I think Miss Eve here needs some potty training don't u think, or in this case, pee-Ing training. What do you guys think? Should we teach her how to be proper? " The angry classmates seemed to collectively said yes, to the horror of Eve. " how do you think we should train her? How about like a dog? Since I'm pretty sure most of us have dogs at home, each of us can contribute towards the training of Eve now"

He then went to take a dog collar, dog leash, dog feeding bowl and a cane out of his bag. He opened the class door, and pull in a dog cage. "Eve take a good look on what you are about to do! Isn't this exciting? When I told you that you were going to be my pet, I did meant literally as my pet. When you are done with your pee-Ing, walk over here and wear this dog collar yourself. After that, you will need to strip naked, yes you have got to play your role, a dog doesn't wear clothes"

He then walked over and whispered to Eve "Before you pee into the pail, take into consideration the pee will be recycled for your punishments, you just might have to drink it"

 

[skittish_butterfly]

Eve knew it was time to die already the moment she heard the geek's excited stuttering. She had managed to halt the little leak, but too late, and it was still trickling down her leg to the chair seat she was standing on, and she thought she could hear a slow drip from the floor as well.

Mr. Robert came right up to her and she couldn't help looking, afraid of the harsh look she would see on his face. Somehow this just kept getting worse. He was incensed with her and Eve wanted to disappear. She didn't deserve this, didn't deserve disapproval from him, from everyone. How had they forgotten who she was, all the good things about her so quickly, like all they could see was the chance to humiliate her as if she was one of the school's many losers. She was Eve, this wasn't supposed to happen to her!

His face was red as he berated her, making her feel even more like a five year old girl getting a scolding, only in front of all her friends. She gasped in shock as she saw the pail, and realized what he was telling her to do. But she more than gasped, she practically sobbed when he told her she had to lick up the mess of pee she'd already made. She was shaking her head no, not able to process how anyone could do such a thing. But her dignity was already shredded in the eyes of the rest of the class and all she had left was to try to at least pass the class. A year and a half from now hopefully it would get her onto a college campus, very far away, where she could try to rebuild friendships with classmates who wouldn't know anything about this horrible day.

But he just kept going, destroying every last bit of her life. His dog, she had to be his actual dog? It was sick. It was wrong. And there was nothing she could do about it, short of sacrificing all of her life's dreams and the chance to finally show her father how wrong he was about her. She could feel a tear making her mascara start to run and she blinked hard, that would only make it worse. She sniffed back more tears and tried to be brave, there had to be some other way. The pail was already under her, and she couldn't even believe what he was saying with anything she actually peed into it.

"Mr. Robert, please, I'll do whatever you say, but please, can't we find another way?" She heard the chuckles from the students, who knew just as clearly what she was implying, that this middle-aged teacher could have her if he wanted. How many boys in the class had she turned away, unworthy of her, only to have to offer herself now to a math teacher? But the alternative was so humiliating, so unthinkable. "Please." She stood still in her position, the pail under her, trying to find some way out of this. "I'm not a dog, I'm a girl. Eve. Can't we work something out? I know... I know what men want... I can..." How much should she have to say? Why didn't he jump at the chance to be with her already? How many slender young teens did he think were going to throw themselves at him like this. She ignored the laughs of the class, because she knew that would only get a thousand times worse if she didn't find some way out of all the horrible things he had demanded of her, probably just setting her up for this moment. Well it had worked. "Please, you can have me. In every way." There, she'd said it.

 

[Potatolord]

" You are already mine the moment you agreed to do extra credit, there was no question about that. I can do whatever I want with you and there is nothing you can do about it" mr. Robert says as he uses his hand to slowly caress Eve's face, wiping away her tears.

"Go on, woof woof woof, be a good doggie, bad doggies will be punished severely. I think this dog collar will look perfectly around your neck, don't you think so?" Says mr Robert as he took up the dog collar. He then places his hands on Eve's shoulders and with a perverted look on his face, slowly move his hands down towards Eve's waist. " mmm, I can't wait to see that naked flesh of yours. As a matter of fact, I believe the whole class is waiting to see that. Just be a dear and do whatever I have told you to do alright"

Mr. Robert begins to walk away but he suddenly turns around, and with an unexpected motion, grabs Eve by the head. He pushes Eve's head onto the floor, into the puddle of urine. "Next time when I tell you to do something, be a teacher's pet and do it without talking so much!" Mr. Robert pushes her head up to face him eye to eye. He gave three soft and slow slaps onto Eve's face. "Drink up on your own pee" and then he slowly walked away.

 

[skittish_butterfly]

He really was such a bastard about it and even if Eve didn't just come out and say it, her face showed it while he wiped away her tears, all the while openly mocking her in front of the class. Her face burned with shame as Mr. Robert made doggie sounds he seemed to expect from her and talked to her like she actually was one.

"I'm not a dog! I'm not, and you'll never see..." Eve trailed off, didn't finish the thought. She couldn't get around the fact that if she didn't do what he said, her future was toast. His hands were drifting down, actually touching her, at her waist, and she went silent, so ashamed to let him touch her like that in front of the class, but what choice did she have?

He was walking away and Eve relaxed ever so slightly, thinking she had a few moments to try to figure some way out of this mess, but he turned on her suddenly, making her shriek like she did in the haunted house on Halloween. She would have pulled back, maybe even toppled over from her perch up on the seat, but Mr. Robert had his hand in her hair, and pretty much just jerked her down, making her stumble off the chair and land on her knees on the floor with a cry of pain and embarrassment. But he wasn't done, he was stronger than he looked, and the grip in her hair was too painful to resist, even with one hand trying to pry his fingers loose and crying for him to let her go.

Mr. Robert did not let her go. The opposite. He pulled her down by her long black hair. She could see the ends already lying in the little puddle of her pee pooling under the seat. And still he didn't stop until he pressed her face right into the mess, until her face was actually wet with it on her cheek, pressed down against the hard, wet floor. She was sobbing with disgust as he held her there and lectured her like a little girl again, like a pet again. She was nodding, next time she would just do what he said, no complaining and talking, she nodded. This was too awful. Finally he pulled her up, with the pee on her cheek dribbling just a little and dripping from her chin as he held her in front of his face.

His eyes glaring at her were awful, more than she could bear knowing the class was looking at her too, knowing her shame was clear for everyone to see, clear as the pee dripping from her face. She sobbed and tried to look away but he just slapped her across her dry cheek with one hand. She glared at him in disbelief. He was a teacher, he can't... And he slapped her again, same place. Not so hard, not like it would leave marks, she suspected, but it was appalling to be treated this way, that he was so confident he felt he could do that to her with all these witnesses and get away with it. She opened her lips to say something and he slapped her again, shutting her up.

She went totally quiet, just sniffing back tears and looking at him while trying to focus on the tip of his nose instead of his eyes, too uncomfortable and embarrassed to meet his stare. And she still itched, still hard even just to stand still while he held her there and lectured her.

At least he let go, but his last words to her before he walked off were to drink her own pee. She moaned with despair as she watched him retreat, standing there waiting for a reprieve that wasn't coming. Eve started to say something, but the expectant chuckles from some of the other kids quickly reminded her what would happen if she talked. She looked down at her mess on the floor, ready to just about be sick at the thought of it.

She moaned with resignation, sobbing softly as she dropped to her knees, her eyes on the floor and the shoes of the kids gathering around even closer to watch her. She couldn't look up, couldn't face anyone. How could she ever face them again? She stayed there on hands and knees staring at her pee, until one of the other students got made at her, made at the "bitch who was making us stay here, why doesn't she just do it already?" Even looked up and back at Mr. Robert at his desk, praying he didn't hear that. It was now or never.

Her tears dripped down her nose as she lowered her own face to the floor, bringing her lips near the pee, smelling it. She thought about how many shoes had tracked across the floor, as if even thinking about licking and slurping up her own pee wasn't gross enough. But she had no choice. She stuck out her tongue and started licking, tasting it and almost retching, the floor hard and disgusting under the pee. She knelt there for almost two minute, running her tongue over and over the floor, licking it all up like he said, stopping every few licks to dry heave, thankfully not making any worse of a mess she would almost certainly have to clean up too.

She finished and her mind was a wreck, the taste of pee and floor dirt like a permanent part of her tongue now. She wanted to ask for a drink, but was afraid to talk, so she just lived with it. She was supposed to do something else now, but the room was spinning around, her head buzzing and confused. How had this happened to her? How could she get out of it? She couldn't. She was trapped. She couldn't remember what was next, knew she probably didn't *want* to remember.

Then she remembered the price. Down on hands and knees, she suddenly remembered, dog. Pet dog. There was the cage and the leash and the... and the... the collar. She was supposed to.... The guys laughed at her pitiful moan. She got up, wiping her mouth with a dry sleeve, getting pee on her sleeve, totally disgusting, but better than having it on her face. Hopefully her mom wouldn't notice the smell when she did the laundry.

She walked slowly to the front, so very slowly, until she was at his desk. She prayed he would ignore her, just leave her be, that the class would go do something else. There had to be something they could do other than ogle and ridicule her. But first she took the collar in trembling fingers. She was supposed to voluntarily put it on, to be his dog. she opened the buckle and slid it around her throat and under her hair. It was snug as she buckled it tight, close to sobbing again. Eve stood at his desk, feeling more miserable than her entire life, and started to take off the blouse, at least she wouldn't have to put up with the pee on her sleeve if she was naked like a dog.

 

[Potatolord]

Mr. Robert watched with delight as Eve was forced to do everything he said, and he was just starting. Mr. Robert has noticed for a long time on how Eve look at Mark, the way she always lock her eyes on him. When Eve begun to open her blouse, mr. Robert immediately stopped her. "Now now what's the fun of you opening yourself, right doggie? How about you crawl your way like a dog to Mark over there and ask him to strip your blouse only? For the rest of your attire like your bra, your skirt and your panties, I want you to crawl to the geek that was sitting next to you and have him to strip it for you."

Mr. Robert knows how much Eve hated that unpopular nerdy geek, he was always the guy that was ignored by everyone, the ultimate representation of a loser in the class. And now Eve has no choice but to beg him to strip her naked. "Owh and there's also this, I want the geek to walk the class dog around the class" mr. Robert then proceeded to put the dog leash onto the dog collar. Now Eve looks just like a real dog, only not naked yet.

"Class, remember I said that each of you will have a chance to go at Eve? Now later, mr Geek over there is gonna walk Eve around the class. And whenever Eve crawls past each of you, I want each of you to give her a good spank on her bottom. The harder the better of course, hard enough and I might even let you have a second go at it " .

Mr. Robert then walks over to the geek ," and you my friend gets the best part, if Eve ever disobeys you or stops crawling, probably because her bottom hurts too much, you my dear get to slap her boobs. Yes, just squeeze and slap her boobs till she starts to move again. Think of her as your personal naughty bitch"

Mr. Robert then walks to Eve, "how about that for extra credit? Cry all you want. Nobody is coming to save you this time "

 

[skittish_butterfly]

Eve had her blouse halfway open, her bra peeking through already and the bottom part coming out of her skirt when Mr. Robert stopped her. There was only a second where she hoped he might be changing his mind, that he realized how wrong it was to make a girl strip naked in front of the class. But then she saw the look in his eyes. His voice was mocking her, and she hated that he was even calling her "doggie" now, not even using her name.

He wanted her to crawl to Mark, and she shook her head over in disbelief and denial, her face turning crimson. Not Mark, no please no. Her mind begged but she didn't want him getting mad for talking too much, she still remembered the last one so horribly. Her fingers were shaking though, still on her blouse button. Then her eyes whipped around to the geekasaurus, saw the way he was grinning at her with a digusting look of triumph in his eyes as Mr. Robert described the rest of her disrobing to her. Crawling to that dweeb and letting him undress her and walk her like a dog on a leash around the class was probably a new lowpoint in her life, although licking her own pee off the floor was certainly a close contender.

Eve looked back at him, her eyes pleading because he didn't let her plead with her words, but he just got up and walked away, ignoring her, going over to geek boy instead and giving him quiet instructions but she clearly heard something about slapping and bitch. Even trembled, and then her eyes turned to Mark with dread.

He was in the back of the class and she would have to pass about 6 other kids. Her eyes sank to the floor, unable to look any of the other kids in the eye, even the losers. She took a first halting step into her humiliation, but there was a chiding cough from one of the meaner boys in the front row, his hand pointing to the floor. Even groaned with shame, looked to Mr. Robert but saw he was watching too. Slowly and awkwardly she went down to all fours, head hanging in shame. She crawled across the hard tiles, staring at the floor, tracking her progress by the chair legs and shoes she passed, until she was face to fade with Mark's brown loafers. He crouched down, as handsome as ever, and Erin had to look aside.

But she knew what she was supposed to do. He couldn't reach her buttons to take off her blouse, not down on all fours, so she rose up on her knees, so he could reach her chest and belly, and she stared at the wall to her right, with class schedules and homework assignments and so many things from the normal world on there, that it seemed so very far away and out of reach from down here on her knees.

 

[Potatolord]

Eve was shocked too to find that Mark has the same set of perverted eyes as the rest of them. Mark begin by slowly putting his hands on her waist, slowly moving it up and cupping her breasts. Mark even gave it a gentle squeeze, oh how Eve wished it was just the two of them in a room, just about to make love, but she has to realize that she is here, in the classroom in front of everyone . Mark then moved his hand upwards towards her shoulder, and accidentally touched her sleeves which was filled with urine. His face instantly cringe in utter disgust, and he slapped Eve's face "you utter dirty whore!".

His hands slowly went back down and one by one he slowly unbuttoned Eve's blouse, revealing her fair flesh for everyone to see. He slowly removed her blouse and threw it to the other end of the class, and Eve knew she was not going to get it back anytime soon. With much hesitation, Eve crawled over to the geek. The geek came out with the most perverted smile Eve has seen in her life. With his thick nerdy glasses and scrawny body, it was her worse nightmare.

He lifted his leg into the air, and "here doggie doggie, come smell my feet, that's what dogs love to do now isn't it? " . Mr. Robert looked up as if in agreement " I like how you think son, just to make it even more rewarding for you, Eve suck on his toes....mmm make out with it like it was your most desired partner". After that episode of foot worship, the geek took a pair of scissors and slowly snipped away at her bra , letting it fall to the ground, exposing her beautiful pair of breasts.

The geek then violently pull off her skirt revealing her vibrating panties. " what's this? Looks like someone has been really naughty. Playing with herself right in front of everyone in class? " the geek slowly pulled off her vibrating panties and shove it into her mouth. She could instantly taste the taste of her pussy juice in her mouth. The geek then held the dog leash for it was time for Eve to do her crawl of shame. The geek whispered in her ear before licking it, " are you ready to be spanked?"

 

[skittish_butterfly]

Eve was almost shaking with the effort of not crying in front of Mark. How could he treat her as badly as the rest, as badly as Mr. Robert? She wasn't his white knight. There was no white knight, no one to save her from her humiliation. The whole class just seemed to be going along with what the cruel teacher demanded, happily laughing at her or telling on her or doing whatever he wanted, as if they really wanted this too. It didn't make sense. Maybe everyone didn't love her, but she wasn't a loser on the fringes of the crowd, so how could she fall this far so fast?

And Mark was as bad as them all. He even stopped to sort of fondle her openly in front of everybody else, like he was just doing it to show he could. Oh how Eve wished she could enjoy his touch, but it was nothing like she had dreamed of. And when he reached her sleeve and she felt the disgusting damp fabric between his hand and her bare skin, she could see his reaction right away. She cringed as he slapped her and yelped in pain. Her eyes were wide with horror as the one she'd dreamed of and hoped for called her a dirty whore in front of everybody. And she had to just kneel there and take it.

Button after button, he opened her blouse and pulled it away slowly, like it was a strip tease only he was the one stripping her. She watched with longing as he tossed her blouse far away, where Hoskins stomped on it and then kicked it toward the garbage can, like she would never see it again. She looked at Mark but he just pointed at the geek, like he was as eager to see her humbled in front of the class loser as everyone else.

She moaned and dropped down on all fours again, the leash dangling from her collar as she crawled around the back of the class and then up the side to where the geek sat. Well, he wasn't sitting, he was standing eagerly waiting for her to arrive. He lifted his leg up and was calling her doggie like Mr. Robert telling her to smell his feet the way dogs do. Even frowned at him, wanted to call him an idiot, tell him off, that there was no way she was doing that. But she saw Mr. Robert behind the geek look up suddenly, with a sick smile on his face, like he was pleased with the geek. Mr. Robert made sure everyone knew she actually had to do what the stupid geek wanted, even worse had to suck on the toes of his filthy shoe.

Eve could feel her mascara dripping again as she stared up at the loser from all fours on the floor. I am not a dog, you stupid jerk, she thought. But she was in enough trouble so she just glared at him. He was still holding his leg up, his foot near her face, smirking like crazy. She closed her eyes and leaned forward and made a fake sniffing motion -- no way she was really smelling that thing. Everyone laughed immediately and her face burned even redder if that was possible. Then she realized her fake sniff was pointless, since the skinny four eyes was still waiting insisting pointing to the toe of his shoe, like he wouldn't accept anything less than her complete downfall. She started to whimper "please, no" as softly as she could to him, but the way he started to turn, like he was going to rat her out, she shut up immediately and brought her lips to his filthy old high tops. It was gross and not easy but she wrapped her mouth around the toe. She could feel his toes wiggling under the canvas, like he wanted to make sure she knew how disgusting what she was doing was. She knew. She sucked, wet little mouthfuls of dust and grime and she just wanted to die, to disappear and be forgotten as if she never existed and this never happened to her.

Finally he was happy, like her whole life now depended on waiting for the approval of a cruel teacher of miserable creepy loser of a student or anybody else who could reach her leash. He cut her bra away in an instant, exposing her breasts. She hunched her shoulders and drew up her arms to cover herself but it was pointless as he just started stripping off her skirt, working to make her so naked she couldn't possibly hide herself from all the probing eyes in the class. All that was left were her panties and heels, the panties still itching and vibrating a little, keeping her disturbingly warm and jumpy in her soft parts. The geek saw it and immediately started talking to her like a naughty child caught doing something bad -- it wasn't her! she hadn't done this at all, it was all Mr. Robert, but the geek just mocked her and made sure the class knew,saying she had been playing with herself when it wasn't even true.

He pulled them down over her hips, leaving her naked. She was itching and twitching still even with the panties gone, as if a part of her embarrassingly still remembered the buzzing and missed it. It made the geek laugh to see the little movements of her hips continuing. He stuffed them in her mouth, making her taste her own disgusting reaction to the humiliation, feeling them vibrate still against her lips. Now she really couldnt' talk at all, with the panties gagging her mouth. There was a lick on her ear and the geek's vile whisper, letting her know she was about to get spanked. He pulled her leash, like he was the owner and she was the stubborn dog, which she was now.

She crawled across the floor, completely naked, collared and leashed with her panties in her mouth, and she could only fear things would get even worse. She kept her eyes down as the geek led her with a proud upward tug. Her hands and bare knees shuffled along the hard floor, until she started up the next row. Please, she begged with her mind, don't do this. She shook her head no, over and over, the panties keeping her from actually begging, tears dripping from her nose as she tensed to be spanked.

 

[Potatolord]

The geek squats down next to Eve and stares at her, looking her directly in the eyes, staring especially at her beautiful dangling boobs. " you know what, I would actually enjoy it more if I see you scream in pain" exclaimed the geek before proceeding to remove the panties from her mouth.

The geek then stood up and tug Eve along, as if walking a real dog. As they pass the first table, the geek stopped Eve and let the first of her classmates to spank her bare bottom. It was Jennifer, the girl that called Eve stupid moments ago and boy was she pissed. She slowly bend down and caressed Eve's bottom, "are you ready you whore? " just before she could finish that sentence, she swinged her hand in an upwards motion and swing it back down with a great slapping sound echoing through the classroom. A full handprint was pretty obvious on her ass, without wasting any time, the geek pulled Eve just a little bit in front for her next classmate to deliver the spanking.

It seems to be a never ending amount of spanking for Eve, one after another, her bottoms were turning really red from all of that spanking. By the 12th classmate, Eve couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to crawl away from her classmate. However, the geek pulled strong on the leash and there was no way Eve could have escaped. *Smack*. Another loud spank on her bottom.To make things worse, the geek seems to be enjoying this a lot, especially from see-Ing Eve cry. It seems that the more she cries, the more enjoyment the geek gets out of it.

It was only the 12th classmate and it seems like Eve could no longer stand it, but there is 45 students in her class. She is barely halfway there, and Mr. Robert went " I could offer you another way out Eve, the other alternative would be this, I want you to collect the spit using this bowl from the remaining students who haven't spank you. And then, I will make u drink it"

 

[skittish_butterfly]

Eve only wanted to stare at the floor, ignore it all, but the geek's feet in her view stopped her crawling and he tugged up on the leash making her lift her eyes to look in his big glasses. She practically spit the horrible panties into his hands, her relief tempered only by the shiver of fear at the way the stupid geek talked about taking them out of her mouth so he could hear her screams. This was mad. It was crazy. It couldn't be happening! Not to her at least. Jennifer, or Marta or Brenda she could understand. Girls like that probably deserved something like this, but not her.

Whether she deserved it or not the geek straightened up and the next pull on the leash, jerking her by the neck, pulled her forward and Eve was forced to crawl forward to the first desk. Eve didn't need to look up to know it was Jennifer's desk. She could tell just from the girl's over-priced shoes, and of course she knew perfectly well where the girl sat. Nor did Eve have to look to know the way the girl was staring down at her. Eve shivered, certain the girl's eyes were looking over her naked back and her bottom, and the demeaning way the biggest loser in class was leading her around like a dog on a leash. She just stayed down on all fours, trying to make it all end as quickly as possible.

There was the caress, the girl's hand on Eve's bare bottom, where it should have been Mark's hand touching her. Then the warning, the words cutting deep, calling her whore -- takes one to know one, right? But she didn't even finish that thought before there was a loud smack and a gasp from the kids, the slapping sting on her bottom making Eve shriek in pain and jerk against the leash. She wanted to look up at Jennifer, to scream at her how much it hurt, to slap her or smack her ugly face until she was crying too, but the geek was already jerking her down the row.

GeekBoy stopped Eve again almost immediately, at a football player's desk, some meathead whose name she couldn't remember and didn't even really care about. He didn't bother wasting any of his few brain cells trying to say anything to Eve. He just hit her, really hard, his hand as meaty as his brain. It rocked Eve forward and she felt like she could feel the shape of his hand still burning and stinging on her bottom as the geek with her leash already started dragging her to the next desk, and the next and the next.

There was no time to rest, no time to feel sorry for herself except when she was crawling behind him staring at his shoes and the filthy floor her hands and knees were shuffling across. There was no time to console herself or let the pain of the last smack fade before the next came in. At first it really bothered Eve, knowing each and every one of the kids who was hitting her, recognizing their shoes or their pants legs or the purse hanging from the back of their chairs as they spanked her so cruelly. But as the pain grew and she felt like she was just sobbing continuously as she crawled to the next student and the next for her next beating, Eve found it harder and harder to keep the little mental list of all the kids she hated now more than before, all the kids she wanted to get back at. They were all cruel, every one of them. Even the one's she'd been certain she had totally cowed and under her thumb had the nerve to smack her, hard as the rest.

She couldn't take any more as he brought her around the end of one of the middle rows and ready for the long gauntlet back to the front, maybe what seemed to her like 20 or 25 glowing red hand prints blazing away with furious pain on her backside, even though it was sadly so much less than that really. Eve was moaning, whimpering wordless pleas, how she hurt, like a dog whimpering in fear and pulling back on the leash but the skinny geek was stronger than he looked, almost dragging her. Or maybe the leash just never gave her a chance even against his weak arms, her neck no match for his arm strength.

That was when Mr. Robert stopped the whole thing. His offer disgusted her. Collect their spit? Ugghhh. She moaned, looking up at the geek and regretting it immediately from the gleeful way he looked down at her miserable experession. But she couldn't take it anymore, the cruel smacks were adding up, one on top of the next. Eve couldn't take anymore, but there was no way she was choosing to drink the kids' spit either. She thought until there was a really impatient noise from Mr. Robert and then the geek jerked on her leash making her choke, like he was somehow the teacher's right hand man now. Eve hated him so much.

She had an idea then, desperate to stop the spanks, to at least buy herself some time to rest before she had to get hit again, so she could take it, assuming Mr. Robert even cared at that point. She could agree to collect the spit, but when the collecting was done, if he really meant her to drink it, she could volunteer for the rest of her spankings then, but at least she would have some of her strength back. And maybe somehow things would work out better, who could tell, but Eve knew for sure her body would just fall apart if any of the rest of them hit her again right now.

Eve started to open her mouth to answer she would take the bowl but the geek jerked her leash the moment a sound came from her, like he was reminding her dog's don't talk. She glared at him but she just pointed at the bowl, her face bright red with equal parts shame and anger. She started trying to crawl to Mr. Robert, pretty sure if she wasn't allowed to talk she wasn't allowed to walk, and the Geek made sure to keep the tension on her leash all the way up to his desk, making sure she wouldn't forget he was in control of her. She wouldn't forget.

 

[Potatolord]

Mr. Robert looked at Eve with pleasure, and congratulated the geek as he came near his desk "good job son, you are doing good so far, if you keep it up, I might even let you have sex with her." He then moved his attention to Eve " Sex with the geek in front of everyone, that will make you humble! Oh and for the spit collecting, you wouldn't think I would make it so easy for you would I? You not only have to collect the spit using the bowl, but you have to take it from them. What I mean is that they will have to spit into your mouth, and then you spit it back out into the bowl. It's still your choice, you can go back to the spanking, or you can have a taste of everyone's spit".

The geek then look at mr. Robert with his thick glasses and went "mr mr mr Robert, can ca can I mil mil milk the dogg ??? I I I use to mi mi milk co co cows back in the the the farm." He was obviously very nervous with the way he was stuttering. " milking the dog, hmmm that is such an interesting idea. And I know dogs like to smell people's ass right.Let's make a dare then Eve, if you can keep quiet you win but if in anytime during the milking process, if you make any noise, you are to lick the geeks asshole. " the geeks face brightened up after hearing Mr. Roberts idea.

The geek immediately squat right next to Eve, and used his fingers to slowly nibble on her nipples.All of a sudden, he pinched her nipples and pull down in a jerking motion. To make things worse, Brenda was walking towards Eve for who knows what reasons. She stood in front of Eve and went "I heard you like assholes huh, I would like to contribute to that" this was Eve's worse nightmare. Brenda was a morbidly obese girl weighing over 200lbs. Her ass itself can take up to two seats. It wasn't fair for Eve, she hasn't make a single sound yet but Mr. Robert seems to look on casually with agreement.

Brenda pulled down her panties, with sizes looking more like Eve's top than a panty. She squat down and pull up her skirt revealing her humongous butt cheeks, filled with layers of fat. "You gonna love this you bitch" she grabbed Eve's hair and push her head towards her asshole, and left it there. The geek watched with even more excitement. He grabbed and squeezed and pulled her boobs rhythmically as if really milking a cow. He kept on and on and witch each time increasing in strength. Mr. Robert was standing nearby with a cane and whenever eve forgets her place as a dog, mr Robert would cane her and the cane definitely hurt a lot more than the spankings. And it took a few cane strokes from Mr. Robert to keep Eve in her place.

 

[skittish_butterfly]

On all fours in front of Mr. Robert's desk, Eve heard what he said perfectly clear. Maybe he thought she was a dog and wasn't allowed to walk or talk, but she certainly could understand the disgusting way he was talking about he to the geek. Let the skinny pencil neck have sex with her? She glared at the two of them, her welling tears close to boiling her eyes blazed so hot.

It was even worse when he was talking right at her, making her feel horribly small, aware how helpless her position was with no clothes and trapped with a leash around her throat and pretty much having to put up with every stupid idea the teacher of even the geek came up with. And it was still the first hours of the week! In her mouth? That wasn't what she signed up for! But she knew she couldn't take any more spanking right now either. Delay, delay, think of some way to do neither, until her bottom could handle a little more of the crawling abuse. Maybe if she was a fat pig like Brenda she would be able to handle getting spanked better, but she was always fit and there wasn't layer after layer of fat padding protecting her from the horrible smacks and she could feel them like each one was burning through to her core. Delay somehow. Then the geek intervened before she had to decide anything.

Milking? The asshole? What the hell did he even mean. She was looking back and forth between the two of them like she couldn't believe they were even having the discussion, like she somehow must have truly lost even comprehension of English because it just made no sense. She started to protest but the geek gave a quick sharp tug that almost strangled her, forcing her to shut up and listen. And then it all went downhill from there Eve scarcely even knew what was happening to her until they'd done it already.

One second she was just kneeling on all fours trying to think of a way to avoid having to get spit on and not get spanked too soon in the bargain, and the next thing she knew the geek was practically mauling her left breast, and then her right too. His spindly fingers were stronger than they looked, probably from hour after hour of holding video game controllers or jerking himself off, Eve thought with disgust as she gritted her teeth and tried to keep quiet, tried to bear it in silence until it was over so it wouldn't get worse, and so at least her blazing bottom could cool off a teeny bit. But no way was she licking the geek's asshole, no freakin' way.

He kept jerking down, pulling harder, like he was trying to see if he could pull her nipple off and keep it as a souvenir of the one time he saw a girl naked. Eve was gasping in pain through her clenched jaw, staring down and moaning quietly as the tears welled up again. She had to be quiet, had to keep herself from being forced to lick the geeks... Urggggh

It wasn't her fault she made noise. It was the shock and surprise and outright disgust that did it. It wasn't fair. She was doing what they wanted and still she was suddenly plunged into darkness, her face covered by huge warm fleshy globes that practically suffocated her. Eve rose up the little bit she could on her knees, her hands futilely pushing away on the fat pig right in her face but Brenda was just too pig. Eve thought she was going to throw up, and tried to scream but it was like she could barely make a sound through all that fat flesh, and she could barely breath in enough to whimper loudly when she was done.

The hands in her hair were too much to fight against but she couldn't pull her hands down, too scared and disgusted to submit. That was when her ears, which still worked, heard the nasty swishing sound and then a horrible crack across her bottom, a line of pain cutting right across the red agony of all the spankings. She jerked against Brenda's fat ass in her face and the pull of the geek's fingers still tugging away and pinching her nipples again and again. It did no good and she just sobbed and struggled harder, but it did no good, she was trapped and helpless. The whistling sound again and she whimpered into Brenda's butt again knowing the agony that was about to follow.

Eve stiffened and almost collapsed to the floor from the pain of it, but Brenda kept gripping he hair in her fat fists and the geek was practically holding her up with his vice like grip on her nipples. She wanted to die. Another crack until she finally relented, her hands finally going back to the four on all fours, like a "good doggie." She sobbed and struggled to breath, unable to control herself and miserable beyond any nightmare she'd ever had. Her only bright spot was at least Brenda's butt was so huge she couldn't see the class, couldn't see Mark, didn't have to see them all staring at her giving in to this.

She held still, rising up only once in a while when the Geek was especially mean and brutal to her aching nipples, making them swell up red with pain, or when she thought Brenda would never let her breathe again. But every time the slash of Mr. Robert's cane put her right back down on all fours, helpless to do anything but accept it all until they were done.

When Brenda finally stepped away, and the Geek released her nipples, Eve was a horrible mess. She slumped to the floor, every drop of strength and resistance beaten out of her by the cane. Her hair was a mess falling across her eyes and shoulders where Brenda just let it go, and her mascara was running from tears, her slender body still shaking with her sobs of disgust and pain. She knew she would never sit again, her bottom hurt more than it was possible to heal. He must have broken her. She lay there, praying for mercy, praying he would just leave her alone for awhile, ignoring the laughs and sounds of the kids moving around to get a better look at her down on the floor.

 

[Potatolord]

"There's a good doggie!" Exclaimed Mr Robert. "Did you have fun son?" He looked at the geek as he said it. " owh def def definitely sir" stuttered the geek. They both smiled and were equally contented looking at Eve, slumping on the floor so weak almost motionless, but they both looked at each other and telepathically agreed they have a lot more ideas to try on Eve.

The geek went near to Eve and went " come on, we are not done yet doggie, come on get back on all four, go on and take your small bowl, we have a lot of spit to collect" as the geek said it, he even spat on Eve, right on her face. Yes, the biggest loser in the class is right here, overpowering Eve, one of the most popular girls in class, spitting at her. The geek even started coughing, like one of his usual allergies, and after collecting for some time, he grabbed Eve by the chin, and he slowly opened his mouth, out came some really disgusting yellowish phlegm. As if doing it on purpose, the geek made sure his lips were opened only very small, to have the phlegm slowly drip onto Eve's lips instead of one big blob. He then gave Eve a slap on the face to have her slumping back onto the floor.

Mr. Robert seeing Eve being motionless went near to her and begin to cane the floor, " the next time you hear this sound, it's going to be on your bottom again. You better wake up and start doing your spit collecting. Collect from the remaining 28 people using only your mouth" . He then went on to tell the class " if you are sick, she prefers to have your phlegm, you cn choose whatever you want to donate to her, even blowing your nose into her would be fine. And here's another fun thing for you guys, whenever she is with you, each of you will be given 3 seconds to make her scream by pinching her nipples, only three seconds though. Whoever who successfully makes her scream, gets to cane her bottom with five hard lashes, yes using my cane to cane her! Happy pinching everybody"

Mr. Robert went on to inspect the dog cage and then went to Eve " don't worry, it's almost over, the cage awaits you soon"

 

[skittish_butterfly]

Eve was shivering on the floor, hearing everything around her but too weak and broken to react or do anything. She should have been crawling to the door for dear life, or screaming for some sane teacher to come in and save her. But she couldn't. The trembling and the shakes and her shallow pained breathing wouldn't let her.

The geek was over her again, she recognized his nervous footsteps and his nasally voice right away. It was as if everything they'd put her though already just made him hungry for more, and she whimpered softly on the floor, trying to hide her face in her arms, shaking her head for him to just go away. But he was too big a jerk for that. Going on and on about the spit still. Eve didn't even protest about the spankings, no way she could choose that, she would die, she just knew it. She hurt more already than it was humanly possible to hurt, she was sure of it.

She felt his fingers on her chin and pulling her face up from the floor even by her hair a little, until she could see his evil eyes staring at her. And then he just spit in her face, the disgusting warm spit misting all over her cheeks and getting onto her lips, and if she wasn't so exhausted and broken she would have retched right then and there on his shoes in disgust. She moaned, but still he force her to look up even more, like he wasn't done, and then he started letting a really long thick slow spit drip from his mouth. Eve was trying to shake her head no, to move away but she had nothing left and his grip wouldn't let her and the disgusting drool -- the stupid geek's horrifying spit -- dribbled right into her mouth and down the back of her tongue. Eve tried not to swallow, knew it was like poison to her, but then he slapped her sharply across the face with his scrawny hand. She gasped and audibly gagged as she accidentally swallowed it. He let her go, her head slumping back to the floor with the disgusting taste impossible now to ever wipe out of her mind, and the knowledge she had swallowed it.

She lay still. She was dead. Life couldn't go on or get any worse. It was a low point, the lowest possible. But then she heard the cane tapping near her on the floor, the menacing promise of where it would strike next if she didn't obey. Eve's whole body tensed with fear and she whimpered helplessly, no one to appeal to to save her. She hurt her whole body sore, but her bottom so horribly spanked and then caned on top of it, was like an inferno of pain. She struggled weakly up onto all fours, to tired even to glare at him. She winced as she started crawling obediently, the floor feeling even harder now. The bowl she pushed ahead of herself a little with each crawling step, to tired to pick it up and try to crawl on two knees, moving it more like her hand was a paw, which she was sure made them happy.

Even as she obeyed, he was talking to the class, making sure they would all be as cruel as possible to her. Why was he doing this? What had she done to deserve this? She reached the first desk in front of Mr. Robert, a bookish guy wearing a sweater, not as bad as the geek but a definite loser. And still she stopped there on all fours, and then looked up at him, and opened her mouth while closing her eyes, waiting to let the loser put his spit in her mouth so she could collect it. She hated herself, hated her life, and hated Mr. Robert, but there was nothing she could do about it.

 

[Potatolord]

Each of her classmates were patiently waiting for their turn to spit into Eve's luscious mouth. The first guy, the bookish one, begun to collect his spit, he seems to take forever before finally opening his mouth and spitting a giant blob of spit into Eve's mouth. And then, he went down and pinch and pulled Eve's nipples. But he wasn't that strong, and it was still the first one, I'm sure Eve could have withstood that.

Then came the second one, a nerdy girl who seems to always have her allergies. "I still remember you kept making fun of me and my allergies Eve. Now I'm going to have you taste them." She went down and choked Eve by the neck, and as if enjoying it, she slowly sniffed and collected her phlegm. Then, she put her hand on her nose and aimed her nostrils into Eve's mouth before emptying her nasal contents into her mouth. " not so funny now isit Eve?" Exclaimed the nerd, but she wasn't done, she collected and gargled another round of spit before spitting it onto her shoes. "There collect it and lick it clean". After that, she too went down and gave a strong pinch onto Eve's nipples.

It was a never ending collection of spit and phlegm, it was utterly disgusting and Eve had to taste each and everyone of them. And with each person, came her three second of nipple torment. Finally, it was the turn of Bailey, Eve's mortal enemy, the most popular girl in class, the girl with the perfect C cup rack and hourglass figure. Bailey has never liked Eve and has always bitched about her. When Eve walked to Bailey, Bailey went "well well what do we have here, the bitch is now acting like the real bitch she is... What you gonna do? You dirty little whore dog. Go on....I wanna hear you pant and bark like a dog" Bailey look at the geek as if asking him to do something. The geek immediately took the cane and slowly caress it against Eve's bottom. "Go on be a good doggie and pant like one!"

After that Bailey too gave her spit and the 3 second pinch. By this time, she had only finished with 15 people and there is still another 13 to go. But the 16th , the next one to give her spit to Eve made Eve shivered and shuddered. it was the fattest guy Eve ever met, a morbidly obese 250lbs guy and he wasn't gonna give it easy to her, all clearly indicated in his face. He requested to Mr Robert for Eve to stand up and bend down onto his thighs, like a small girl ready to be spanked by his father. He wanted to spank Eve with his bare hands and to Eve's horror, Mr Robert agreed.

 

[skittish_butterfly]

Eve had her eyes closed, but the bookish guy took so long it was like he was teasing her, until she finally opened her eyes to peek and see what was going on. Finally he let loose and his wet spit flew right in her mouth, absolutely disgusting her. It was really hard not to swallow it when he then bent down and grabbed her nipples and jerked as hard as he could, making her squirm and moan, but keep her mouth open so she wouldn't swallow his spit. She sit it back out into the bowl and crawled to the next student, leaving the bookish kid talking excitedly to his friend about what he just did to her. Eve would find it pathetic if it didn't hurt so bad, and make her want to throw up.

Oh, no, next was Sneeze Louise, the allergy queen. Eve almost regretted the way she had sneered at the girl's allergies, the tissues she always carried around and her red eyes. Those same red eyes were glaring at her now and she clearly wanted revenge. Even closed her eyes tight, not wanting to see, not wanting to know, not wanting to be there. Up on her knees and just waiting, she could hear Louise hacking and coughing like crazy and Eve just about dry heaved from the sound of it alone. It was hard kneeling up like that for so long, keeping herself ready to be spit into, and having to keep her blazing red bottom, so spanked and caned, from resting on her heels or the floor. It made her thigh muscles start to tremble the longer she had to wait, and she could hear some of the boys whisper as if they were enjoying the show.

Finally the most disgusting warm blob of yuck flew into the back of her mouth and almost into her throat, and Louise was laughing gleefully, the geek too. They made fun of the fact she wasn't laughing with them. When Eve tried to bend down to her bowl and deposit Sneeze Louise's allergic slime, the geek tugged on the leash, keeping her up longer. Louise was going for a second round and Eve just moaned as it forced her to hold the sneeze slime in her mouth that much longer. But Louise didn't spit in her face, only on her own shoe and then pointed to it. A jerk from the leash was enough to bend her down, and she had to actually lick the shoe of the disgusting girl, licking the girl's spit and who knew how much filth at the same time. Finally she straightened up as the geek pulled her up and took the nipple twisting from Louise -- thankfully not nearly as hard as the boy, but still really painful. Only then was she finally allowed to deposit what she hadn't already accidentally swallowed into her bowl and crawl further along.

Again and again, the pattern, becoming almost a habit, becoming normal for her. Having kids spit on her, having them hurt her, it was just the way things were now and she slowly adjusted herself to it. The only thing she could do was learn to take it, to accept pain as the new normal, to give up any old idea that she was somehow better than the rest of the kids, that she wasn't just an animal to be abused an humiliated. Her bowl was filled with disgusting mix of thick spit and bits of mucus and shoe dirt and she kept crawling it to the next student, obediently ready to accept anymore. Her nipples were starting to hurt almost as bad as her bottom, but what did it matter anymore. She was just going to hurt, it was obvious there was nothing to do about it. She couldn't completely hold back the tears, but they were mostly silent, dripping down her cheeks unnoticed.

Bailey might have been the worst. It was a nightmare for Eve to have to lower crawl to her and then kneel up, offering her mouth for the hateful spiteful girl to spit on her. She thought she was so perfect when she really wasn't all that -- as if cup size alone made the girl! But it didn't matter anymore. Eve knew she had lost. Lost to Bailey, lost to Louise, to the Geek, and to all the rest of them. She was the loser. She waited quietly, accepting her fate, only Bailey wouldn't let her off so easy, kept calling her bitch, reinforcing it, insisting she behave like a real dog, not just crawling instead of walking, not just making sure she didn't talk, not just obeying even the most disgusting commands, but actually barking and panting like a stupid dog. Eve glared at her. She was going to far, but then the feel of the cane against her tanned backside and the geek telling her to be a good doggie in that threatening way made her take a deep breath, close her eyes and practially sob out what she knew to be a pathetic bark. The geek tugged, and hissed "again, better, doggie" and Eve immeidately obeyed, trying to be a good doggie so he wouldn't hit her there again, and she yipped and barked like a real dog, almost sticking out her tongue a little as she panted, knowing she had to do a good job or the geek would make her pay. Bailey laughed and laughed and called her names, and only when she was finally satisfied that Eve was totally destroyed and only a barking dog was left waiting to be spit on, only then did she spit in her face, hitting her upper lip mostly so Even had to wipe it into her mouth with her tongue while her nipples were being tortured. Bailey had her fancy fingernails of course and knew how to use them, and made Eve whine like an abused little dog and the geek laughed at that too before dragging her away to the next horror.

Eugene. Hugene. She saw his small eyes glimmering at her, looking down like the bowl of spit meant nothing to him. Somehow, Mr. Robert agreed to let him do what he wanted with her, as if each kid was somehow allowed to do whatever they felt like it to her. Eve groaned and tried to get up off her hands and knees, and stumbled head first into his legs, she was so weak and shaky. The geek had to help lift her, quite inappropriately of course, until she was lying totally defeated, as limp as a wrung out rag, across the fat boys lap, waiting to be punished like a naughty schoolgirl, which she mostly was not. But she didn't think of it as unfair, and didn't pity herself. She just turned her mind off she could accept it, it was just what was coming to her -- how she was going to be treated from now on. Her life. She lay still and silent, her naked bottom across his lap, face down staring into her bowl of accumulated spit waiting to be punished for nothing in particular except being her.