Elegance Training

“No no no no…No! It’s all wrong!! It’s like you aren’t even trying…” said an upset woman wearing a black pantsuit with dark heels said with a sharp tone.

“I-I’m s-s-sorry, Madame Georgette…” said the meek woman with the brunette hair.

“Enough with the stuttering too, Jennifer! It’s unbecoming of a woman,” the madame hissed as she got out of her chair and approached the nervous woman. “Madame Georgette doesn’t allow failure and I have many ways to motivate improvement of my failing students.” She played with the sleeves of Jennifer’s dress. “This is a very pretty dress…one that deserves to be on someone more deserving.”

Before Jennifer realized what was happening, the dress she had been wearing was no longer on her body. It was in the Madame’s hand along with her matching black panties and bra. Jennifer quickly covered herself as she shrieked: “What the hell!? How the fuck did you even strip me?” A swift slap on her ass had her quickly shut her mouth besides a slight moan.

“First off, watch your language young lady! Also I don’t need to answer your other question until you figure out how to portray yourself as a true lady. You’ll get your clothes back when you earn them back,” she said as she left the naked woman confused all alone as she returned to her seat. “From the top!”