A sole strapping to liven them up

Walking around behind Hala, you select a short, wide tawse from your collection of spanking implements and tell the girls to take off their shoes (which are sequined dance shoes, you notice) and put their feet on the table, facing your place, so that you can wake them up if they seem to be tiring.

The pretty tootsies in front of you appear none the worse for the college's requirements to wear high heels and prove quite sensitive to the occasional and unpredictable lashes you inflict on instep, heel and ball, to keep them figuratively on their toes. It turns out they were right about their night on the tiles not affecting their work and perhaps even more impressively, they manage to endure your capricious assaults upon their **** soles without becoming distracted from the tutorial.

If they're more eager than usual to finish the lesson, they don't show it, although when you dismiss them, they do put their shoes back on with practised alacrity and after paying you an appropriate fee for the spanking, they tiptoe out with considerably more delicacy that they arrived, tears in their eyes, but not having fallen.

Neither one of them yawned again, though.