No way.

Less than half a block from the store, Donna was regretting her decision to wear the plastic hooker heels, as she now called them. Even those they were similar to scrappy sandals with platform soles and huge heels that made her legs look fantastic, even their scrappy design, didn't offset the fact that they were made and clear plastic and made her feet sweat rivers. They were also a half size too small and while when she'd stepped from the store, it hadn't felt too bad and she was sure she could make it back to the school and take them off and drive home barefoot! But, now she swore her feet were tortured, and couldn't wait to spot somewhere to sit down and take them off and put on one of the other pairs of heels she'd bought. But in this sweltering, humid oven made her think of what it might be like to go hiking through Hell. The sweat was soaking her tank top and shorts and Donna working hard to keep a smile on her face and snap at the girls. But forcing to keep that smile on her face made Donna less talkative with her students who shared many knowing looks and secret smiles as they saw the plan coming together! A block from the store Donna finally stopped and leaned against the brick facade of boarded up storefront and lifted her foot and rubbed it where the heels were pinching her. While turning to the girls and asking one to get her one if her pairs of heels, to replace the ones she'd been given as a kindness. The girls restrained the urge to grin evilly as they stuck their faces into the bags and both came back straight faces and apologized and asked if anyone had a knife, as the boxes were taped securely. Donna did a double take and told the girls to just give her one of the shoe boxes, which Juanita did; only for the blonde to find that the box was well and truly sealed tight all the way around and Donna finally had to admit that she was unable to even get a finger between the edge of the box and tape, meaning their was no way to get into the box and to a more comfortable pair of heels. After putting her foot back on the sidewalk the blonde gritted her teeth and **** herself to head back to the school. As they entered the second block, almost to the halfway point, the buxom heard the first catcalls come from one of the buildings, echoing off the brick buildings, when Donna heard; "Yo, Chica; my little sister wants her shorts and tops back! Better get outta here before she comes and takes them back from you!" That was followed by female laughter. Donna blushed, and the girls worked hard to hide their grins, some even biting the inside of their mouths to keep the smiles from their lips.

Luisa had the girls put out the word to all their friends letting them know what the Uppity, College Gringa had tried to pull on them, and how they planned to make her pay! So, they had lots girls who more than willing to play along to teach some Arrogant Gringa Bitch not to think that she could Bull Shit, the stupid Latina's and not pay for her betrayal of her students trust!

As they made their way down the sidewalk towards the school, other cat calls echo'd off the walls of the brick canyon with comments like, "Ooooh, looks like the Barrio has new Gringa Punta Whore to decorate a street corner!", as well as "Gee, look the bloated Gringa Fun Bags bounce; bet they'll be fun to slap, pitch and punch to pay the rent on a corner in our hood!"

By the time the girls made it to the third block, back towards the school, Donna's feet were killing her, the skin tight polyester shorts were making her sweat even more and the sweat was dripping from her and in spite of short the crop top was, the lack of breeze meant she was still sweating like a Pig. But the blonde was also still totally unaware of the fact that the light, thin, skin tight well stretched crop top was now soaked with sweat and turned completely see-through! Donna was so busy concentrating on the pain in her feet and the heat baking her that she never considered the very embarrassing top could get any more humiliation, so she just didn't pay any attention, to her current clothes since she hated the outfit.

What Donna was completely unaware of was the fact that not only was her top see-through showing off her largest assets, but along with the clunky heels, every step made Donna's overly large breasts bounce with every step! That accompanied with the fact that her skin tight, camel-toe shorts, revealed a lot more of the blondes booty cheeks than she knew and made the blonde look the Whore the girls intended reducing the bitch to!

When the group finally saw the school up ahead, Donna would have broke into run to sprint to it and escape this baking Hell Hole, but her feet were killing her and every step took too much effort. Donna hadn't even realized that she's slowed a good deal and the girls just slowed down with her and didn't mention the fact. Instead the girls just chatted and moved around Donna, so when the girls were behind her they could whisper and laugh at the blondes jiggling, well displayed butt and grin at the thought of all they things they planned to punish the gringa bitch with! They all had images in their heads from the meeting they had to plan the blonde bitch's humiliation. Each girl had a favorite picture in her mind of all the things they talked about and planned, one girls imagining the blonde, laying across her lap and having the time and freedom to beat the bitch's ass with her hand, a studded belt or maybe thin stick of spatula, like she was a disobedient teen! Others were imagining the blonde standing on her toes, tightly bound, with her arms pulled behind her back and pulled towards the ceiling, forcing the blonde to bend at the waist, leaving those huge jugs swinging free! Some of the girls imagining using the blondes big tits for punching bags, other imagining slapping those bloated udders while a couple were thinking of all the things they could do with rubber bands, ropes, cords and wire cinching the blondes breasts tighter and binding them into painful shapes that pulled them apart, squeezed them together or pulled them up towards the the collar they'd lock around her neck!

Finally, Donna was almost limping she reached the corner where the school was located, just half a block to the gate and she'd be free. But, Donna's relief was short lived as they reached the large gate, as expected it was chained and locked tight. Again Maria had the girls keep watch as she asked Rosa to do her thing, but when the girl pulled the tiny tools from her belt and flipped over the lock, she acted surprised to find the key lock was in fact replaced by a combination lock, that she couldn't do anything with. When Rosa turned to Maria and showed her the lock and told her that she couldn't do anything with it.

Donna went wide eyed, as she realized that she stuck here. Then she remembered that she'd left a dress outfit in the classroom, in case the District paid and visit and demanded the Dress Code be followed, but Maria pointed to the lock and told her they had no way to get inside.

Just then the Police car rolled up and pulled to the curb and the window slid down and the face of one smug, Officer who call out on pulling her gun in herself and her students, sat their in the AC and purred, having a good afternoon ladies? We had a chat with the District and convinced them they should upgrade their security, so they changed all the locks to newer more secure ones. The bitch, slowly ran her eyes up and down Donna's well displayed assets as she pressed the button and the window slid up, cutting off Donna's call for help to get her car out of the lot! Leaving the blonde bitch wide eyed and shocked at her situation.

But, the girls were all sympathetic as Donna got a greta idea, she reached into her bag and grabbed her phone, tapped the Uber app and entered where she wanted a ride too. The she waited, and waited, and waited only to receive a message that no drivers were available to pick her up, at that time. A text to Customer Service received a reply that due to the number of carjackings in that area, few drivers would pick-up or deliver there and none of those drivers were currently available. Switching to Lyft received the same results and a call to a Cab company got laughter and the call ended.

Luisa then spoke up and said that her apartment was only a half a block over and Donna could crash with her while they checked to see if any of their friends had a car that would drive Donna back to her off campus apartment. That lifted Donna's spirits and the group made they way towards the petite Luisa's apartment. Luisa's sister, Camila was closer to Donna's age and when she heard what the Gringa Bitch had tried to pill on her sister was not only willing to let her bring the bitch there to start her humiliation, but also offered to help them, put the bitch in her place!