Nope (It's part of the punishment)

Uriah and Marcus watched as Vee and Jean slowly got to their feet. They felt no obligation to help the girls get up since society viewed the recovery as part of the punishment. Of course, once they had composed themselves, the boys were more than welcome to assist them with aftercare.

Different guys had different opinions on aftercare. Some, like Uriah, liked being able to care for disciplined girls. It made him feel important and gave him the chance to feel the naked bodies of the girls. Other guys, like Marcus, didn't think very highly of aftercare. Marcus always said that aftercare undermined the purpose of the punishment.

Once the girls had gotten to their feet, Uriah and Marcus walked over to them.

"You guys ready to go yet?" asked Marcus, impatiently.

"Can you give us a second to recover?" asked Vee, in an annoyed tone. "My legs and asshole are throbbing right now."

"Well, who's fault is that," shot back Marcus. "It's your own fault you got punished."

"Whatever," said Vee. "It was just some harmless fun. I think that officer went a little overboard on the punishment."

"Maybe don't say that so loud," said Jean, nervously. She looked around, as if waiting for the officer to reappear.

"Oh, grow a backbone, Jean," said Vee. "Let's head back to the dorms. I want to shower and ice my butt."

Vee led the way back through campus with Marcus, Jean, and Uriah following. When they arrived back at the dorms, the girls said good-bye to the boys for now before heading up to the third floor. Marcus and Uriah headed back to their own room to relax.

"Aw, man," said Marcus, as they entered. "I completely forgot that I never unpacked my stuff."

"That's why you should have done it earlier when you arrived," responded Uriah, without a hint of pity in his voice.

"Fuck off," said Marcus, playfully. "I had more important things to do."

Marcus got to work unpacking his things and making his bed while Uriah opened his laptop to browse the internet. He watched some gameplay videos from some of his favorite content creators before getting bored and switching to scrolling social media.

Uriah's social media timeline was filled with posts from his friends at other schools who had also moved in to their dorms recently. Every school was slightly different, but they were all pretty similar in terms of values, curriculums, and student culture.

As he scrolled, Uriah paused on a particular post that caught his attention. His old friend from high school, Maria, who was now a second year student in college like him, had posted a picture of her in her new school uniform.

Usually, colleges and universities tended not to have particular dress codes or uniforms for their students. This norm was slowly changing, however, as more schools realized how valuable uniforms could be for their female students.

In the case of Maria, she had on an extremely short skirt with no shirt at all. The only things adorning her top half were a pair of nipple clamps that hung from her tits. On the other end of the clamps, a tawse and a whip were attached and hanging down in front of her. Down on her lower half, Uriah could see a paddle hanging down from underneath her skirt. It was clear that more clamps were being used to attach the paddle to Maria's pussy lips.

Maria had no socks on, only extremely high heels. Finally, her hair was pulled back in a ponytail.

"Yo, Marcus," said Uriah, fixating on the image. "Come look at this picture of my old high school friend."

Marcus leaned over Uriah's shoulder and let out a whistle, "Damn, I love those kinds of uniforms. Really show off everything. I wish our school would adopt them."

"I don't know," said Uriah. "I think it might be a little numbing to see the girls like that all the time. Might take away from the magic of the humiliation."

"True," said Marcus, "but it would be heaven for a few weeks before the novelty wore off."

Uriah agreed, and Marcus went back to unpacking his bags. Saving the image of Maria for future 'use', Uriah decided to look into the reasons behind these types of dress codes. After a simple online search, he was greeted by multiple articles that detailed the purpose of the uniforms. Apparently, variations of the same concept had be implemented across different colleges.

Each part of the wardrobe served a purpose. The nipple and pussy clamps helped keep the students respectful and docile. The constant pain reminded them of the power structure of the school. The attached whip, tawse, and paddle could be used by staff or faculty members who wished to punish the girl. They provided easy access so professors did not have to carry around spanking implements. The high heels made sure that the girls walked with purpose and poise at all times. Running, jumping, and other chaotic activities were discouraged. The inclusion of the ponytail provided multiple options for punishments, such as hair-pulling or blowjobs.

Uriah was stunned by how much thought had been put into the uniforms. He was read more articles that suggested future additions, such as ball-gag necklaces or butt-plugs with storage capabilities. The more he learned, the more Uriah agreed with Marcus that the uniforms were a good idea. Perhaps, he would bring the topic up with their school's administration.