Gym class

Ashley’s new classmates all stood beside their benches with their hands clasped behind their backs and their chests pushed forward. They all stood silent, even Danielle, which alerted her subconsious to take in the details of the girls' stance. She quickly minced over to an empty spot, her heels clacking loudly in the emptiness that hang in the air. Feeling the energy in the room she figured that it would be best not to ask and just mimic the other girls’ position. Again with the showing off my breasts. Pushing her chest forward once again put strain on her top to contain her bosom. It feels so lewd, pushing my breasts out like this all the time, but I guess Theo would like it. That’s what’s most important, right? When Ashley had taken her place among the girls her teacher spoke up.

“Now that Ashley has joined us again we can continue with the next lesson. As you already know we have not received your full complement of equipment, so for this afternoon we will be doing some fun exercises.” Miss Stonebridge said. “Remove your heels and socks and place them to the side,” Anita ordered. At her direction, the girls pulled all the desks and other equipment to the sides of the room, clearing a large space on the hardwood floor. Ashley was actually excited for once, a time to shine.

Am I really eager to impress my **** teacher?

“As a woman, it should be patently obvious to you that the males of our species are visual animals.” She walked back and forth in front of the five, appraising each of them physically, but silently. It was clear she found Ashley’s muscles to be acceptable, but had some concerns about Madison. “As a ****, even when you aren’t pleasing your Master physically, your body should please him visually. And obviously, one often leads into another.”

“If we look hot, he wants to fuck more!” Danielle said.

“Yes, Danielle, that was the implication.” She added a tick. “Now there’s not much we can do up here by ourselves.” She cupped her breasts. “Nature gives us most of our bounty there, but underwire and more…permanent options are all we can do.” The four all gave a quick sideeye to Danielle and her fake tits. Ashley noticed that Madison snuck an overlong glance at hers as well. “However, those are at your Master’s discretion, not yours.

“But, from the middle on down is in our control. Strong legs will give you more endurance to bounce on Master’s cock. A strong ass will help you endure more paddling.” Anna winced. “Let me show you a few exercises you will find useful.” Anita tossed the yardstick down at Madison’s feet. “Pick that up, Madison.”

Madison crouched, picked up the ruler with one hand, and tentatively handed it back to Anita as if it was a snake. “Wrong.” She added another tick. Madison gave the other four a ‘What the hell did I ever do to her?’ look, but wasn’t quite subtle enough about it. Two more ticks.

Anita tossed it to Danielle. “You pick it up. Correctly.” Danielle knew this game. She bent slowly, pivoting at the waist with her knees straight. That’s not going to build any muscle. Ashley thought but kept her mouth shut so as not to draw the ire of her teacher. The last thing I need is for her to think I know better than she does. “See how this position thrusts out her ass? Especially in those skirts of yours, with heels, that’s a lovely view for Master or anyone else who’s lucky enough to be watching.”

Madison raised her hand. This time she was wise enough to wait to be called upon.

“So, should we, like, point our ass at someone when we do that?”

She’s trying to win back some points.

“Not ‘someone,’ Madison, your Master. You should give the view to your Master. If he’s ordered you to do so with others, that is his prerogative.” Anita moved on, and Madison made a short stinkface when she didn’t receive a reward point. Anita opened her desk and collected a tin of paperclips. She opened it and dumped them on the floor in front of the women, then marked off five spaces on the floor in front of her desk, each with a name.

“The game today is to collect the most paper clips from the pile and place them into your space. One at a time. If I catch you bending your knees, that’s a point and the clip goes back in the pile. Understand?”

“Yes, Miss.” The five of them said in unison.

She clapped her hands and the game was on - the five spread themselves out so they wouldn’t crash into each other and began repeatedly bending at the waist to collect the clips. Danielle actually skipped around the room as she played.

“This is fun, you guys having fun?” She asked. After only a few minutes of this, Madison looked as though her back and hamstrings were on fire. Anna and Tatiana shared a look and a headshake at the American girl who’d never done real work. While it wasn’t the type of exercise Ashley had expected, her competitive side kicked into overdrive. She was determined to win it all. Finally being in her element, she was killing it. All that time in the squat rack had paid off with strong glutes, and she was still going strong as the clips started to dwindle.

But when Ashley grabbed what looked like one of the last clips to return to her spot, she noticed that it was substantially lower than she remembered. What the fuck? She was easily on pace to win, and now she was a distant loser. The winner, suddenly, was Madison.

Anita slowly approached Madison, clapping her hands.

“Congratulations, Madison, you have the most clips in your pile.”

Madison beamed.

“I said you have the most clips in your pile. Not that you put them there.” A stormcloud rolled over Anita’s face. “Cheating is a bad, bad idea, little girl.” Madison was actually the tallest in the room, but suddenly it felt as if Anita was towering over her. “Assume the Punishment Position over my desk. Now.”

“Miss Stonebridge, I-”

Miss Stonebridge put her finger right in Madison’s face. “I would seriously think about your next words. If they are any form of excuse or lie, your situation might somehow get even worse.” That shut Madison up immediately. She meekly took her position at the front of the room, bent over with her elbows on the desk. “Forgetting something?” Anita asked. With shaking hands, Madison slid her panties down, letting them fall around her ankles.

The teacher reached into her desk and pulled out four small paddles, handing them to each of the other girls. They looked to be the size of the ones given to sorority sisters.

“Since Madison tried to cheat you four, I think you four should deliver her punishment.” Anita set them into two pairs of two, crouching at the far end of the room about 15 feet away. “Duck walking is excellent for opening up your hips and building stamina,” Anita said. “Crouch so your butt is below your knees. Then, walk across the room while keeping your hips low. Every time you reach Madison, hit her with the paddle and switch cheeks.”

Miss Stonebridge clapped again to begin the exercise, and Ashley and Tatianna began their way across the floor. The reason for the exercise was immediately apparent - as soon as she tried to walk with her legs in this position, it pushed her skirt up, **** her knees wide open, and exposed her to anyone looking. Tatiana groaned in complaint as she realized the same. Ashley’s enthusiasm slowly faltered, having first hoped that they would be throwing some actual weights around. These exercises were just more tools of debasement.

Ashley had strong legs and the obnoxious tinkling of the bell with every step humiliated her, so she moved quickly and was upon Madison first. Madison looked back over her shoulder with wide-eyed fear, and a silent plea for mercy. Ashley was briefly moved to leniency, but Danielle looked too eager, and Anna and Tatiana looked deeply uncaring. This isn’t going to go well for her. Ashley brought the paddle down in a backhand onto Madison’s left buttcheek.

“Again, Ashley.” Anita said. “That wasn’t hard enough.”

This really isn’t going to go well for her. Ashley took the paddle with both hands, and gave Madison another, much harder smack. This left a new pink mark across the woman’s cheek and a look of betrayal in her eye. Sorry girl, but you put yourself in this position. Ashley walked back to the starting line and the parade of **** continued. Madison’s ass went from white through every shade of red as the other four rained blows on it. Anna specifically seemed to be taking out some of her frustration from her own punishment, completing a few more circuits than she initially seemed capable of. Finally, the five of them were all exhausted, the thin white schoolgirl tops were looking quite sheer with sweat. Madison quietly sobbed in pain.

“Excellent work, all of you.” Anita lightly gripped Madison’s shoulder. “Even you, Madison. I don’t condone your cheating, but once punished - we forgive.” Madison wiped her tears and nodded. Anita presented her with a pen and paper, along with an envelope. “While the rest of us clean up, you need to write down what happened - what you did, why we punished you, and how. I will sign it today, and you will present it to your Master. After he punishes you - I want you to write how he punished you, what you learned, and have him sign it. Return the letter to me tomorrow.”

Madison looked at her desk, and the thought of actually sitting in it seemed a little too far for the moment. She continued to bend over the desk from a standing position as she wrote.