Finish the mile

As mortifying as this is, you know running would just make it worse, so you continue your way around the track, painfully aware of your classmate's eyes on your bouncing tits and ass. Unable to cover yourself, all you can do is deal with the embarrassment, as you finish your first lap, and a roar comes from the crowd, which seems to be growing by the minute. Almost as if Maryse texted a bunch of people. You see rows of cameras going off, and you try to hide your blushing face the best you can as you pass them.

At this point, Maryse begins jogging with you, using your phone to broadcast every angle of your humiliation. In a **** attempt, you try to pull your arms free from your tied up skirt, but that seems to just make the bonds tighter. She slaps your ass, causing you to run faster, and curse her under your breath.

Your tits and ass jiggle as you make your way around the track, providing quite a show for your sizable crowd, as you pass them once more. The embarrassment burns just as bad as it did when you started. Knowing that all those eyes are on your naked body is almost more than you can bear.

"Learned your lesson, yet?" shouts Maryse, continuing to film your naked run.

"Yes! Please, just stop this! I'll never bother you again!" You shout back, wishing like hell that you could pull your hands free from the restraint, and cover your naked body.

"Well you're going to finish. This isn't the naked half mile, and you don't want to disappoint your audience."

You grit your teeth, and keep jogging. You try to block out the cheering crowd, but it's difficult. Eventually you finish the run amidst a chorus of applause, and Maryse shows a small modicum of mercy and unties your hands, allowing you to cover your tits and pussy, not that it does much good at this point. She gives your ass a slap, continuing to film.

"Ok. All done. You can head on back to your room now." she says with a smile, not offering you your mangled skirt.

"Can I have my clothes back, please?" you ask, already knowing the answer.

"Nope. You can walk back across campus like that. Next time you even consider messing with me, remember how you feel right now, with a huge group of people staring at your bubble butt. Now... run along."

You don't bother arguing, quickly making your way away from the larger crowd. You dodge past a few people, who definitely take notice of your naked state. You can hardly be bothered to care. You think of nothing until you get back to your room, and sit on your bed.

You know only one thing. Maryse must pay... she must be so humiliated that she has to transfer schools. You have to get rid of her.