Suffering and Teasing

Dawn reported to the room where I oversaw the Detention, only to find the Cheerleading Squad waiting for her! Her protests to the Cheerleaders being involved in her discipline. But I remind her of the agreement she made for this last chance and the alternative is Expulsion from school. So she found herself being pulled over one of the desk by two cheerleaders, who held her wrists; while two others grabbed her ankles and tied them to the legs of the desk! The captain of the Cheerleaders Brianna and her Lieutenant, the largest and strongest of the girl on the squad, Carla ; both pulled the heavy leather studded belts they'd been advised to wear in their jeans and Dawn was informed that she was about receive the spanking that her violation of the dress code had earned her. As this was her first official offense she's be receiving 25 from each of them; and she was required to keep count of each blow. if she lost count for either girl, the count would revert to zero and the duo would start over at one! Oh, and if she started yelling or bitching, the count would start over again at zero and would not stop until she received 25 blows from each of them!

Dawn had to to grit her teeth against the pain when the first lash landed, nearing making her dump the desk and herself face first onto the floor, but the girls holding her arms and smirking at her prevented that as they smugly grinned at the buxom blondes humiliation!

Dawn cried out once, making the count to revert to zero when she had been up to 19. So the girls started over at Zero, climbing to 23 before an extra hard blow made her cry out again, thus restarting the count at zero.

Dawn ended up on the receiving end of 68 lashes before she was able to reach 25 without crying out and would have collapsed on the desk top if Brianna and Carla hadn't stepped up next to her and both the statuesque beauties grabbed a hold of Dawn's plump, oversized breasts, where they pulled and squeezed forcing the buxom beauty not to try to lay on the desk top, while Brianna, the Captain of the Cheerleaders purred in her ear that from this session on, the number of blows would double for each detention and now she was to strip to receive her make-over for acting like a bimbo!

Dawn's shock was apparent as she turned to me and demanded to know what Brianna was talking about her 'make-over'. I smiled and informed her that since she behaved like a bimbo, she deserved to dress and look like one, so she was going to strip and allow the Cheerleaders to dress her and do her Bimbo make-up. Her clothes would be stuffed into a back-pack the cheerleaders had found for her and she'd go home wearing her new look to remind her not to repeat the behavior or she'd suffer the humiliation again! Stripping off her skin tight designer jeans and tank top, she was slo ordered to remove her heels all of which were packed into a bright pink 'Hello Kitty' back pack that the Cheerleaders had found for her! Her heels were replaced by a pair one of the Cheerleaders had donated because they'd outgrown them and the heels were so high her parents wouldn't allow her to wear them, since they called them 'Stripper Heels'; the heels had 9 inch stiletto heels. Then came the jeggings, jeans look leggings that were at least three sizes smaller than Dawn and so were beyond skin tight, molded to every curve like a second skin and appeared to be almost painted on. The top was a tank that had been found in the Lost and Found box that was obviously for a Junior High girl when pulled on the buxom Dawn turned the small top into a crop top that was straining to contain her oversized breast, and of course the Cheerleaders took her bra and stuffed into the backpack; leaving Dawn's tank top stretched to the point where not only was it partly see through but made her appear like a stripper or hoe instead of the High School Princess she felt she was!

Dawn quickly discovered that once the school was after hours, the only ones that were still around were the nerds or the 'bad' girls who were in trouble and being kept late to take tests or do assignments; and she was certainly getting a lot of attention, and not the usual type of attentions where these 'sluts' were wishing they were her. Instead, all these bitch's were looking, pointing and laughing at her! Worst of all were two of the bitch's she and her clique had taunted as kinky goth lesbians, suddenly coming up behind her on both sides and slapping her hard, across her ass, before squeezing her burning butt and taunting her instead! Even suggesting that they ought to to take her outside and give her a spanking for her slutty new look and kick her ass just for fun! One of the sluts cramming a huge wad of gum into Dawn's mouth and demand she keep crewing it, or else they'd take her outside, strip her naked and send her on her way naked! Wide eyed with fear, Dawn obeyed; then she saw some of the girls from her clique coming towards them. But the two goth bitch's didn't seem to care that they'd be outnumbered by her 'friends'. But Dawn's arrogant thoughts were soon stifled when the girls from her clique looked her up and down and appeared to stunned to find such a kinky looking slut in their school, being abused by these Goth Sluts. But, they were certainly not leaping to defend her or help her! In fact, Dawn found that her former close friends had no interest at all in 'helping' her or even admitting that they knew her! In fact they began to mock her for her slutty transformation!

Meanwhile; Across the city, a shocked Donna found herself entering the Corporate Headquarters of the Company she used to work for, making her way to the HR department where her modified Business Suit drew tons of attention. Donna's blouse was fitted, white and revealed yards of cleavage, her heels were more suited to clubbing rather than an Office. Donna black, fitted skirt was a micro mini skirt in black, with a slit on the side that showed off a lot of thigh and much more then was work appropriate.

The girl in HR looked at her as if she were something the girl had scraped off her expensive heels. Then she looked up Donna's and name and appeared surprised. Ah, yes; I see, normally anyone who doesn't even know how to dress for the Office wouldn't even be interviewed here. But, I see the notes here that you're a special case being hired on the direct orders of the Owner! You'll have to sign these papers, I'll see to it that Payroll gets the information they need. I have a list of special rules that are specific to your employment here! I understand that an intern selected your wardrobe? One of your eight interns will continue to come to your home and select your wardrobe for you. I see here it says you can't be trusted to dress like anything other than a Bimbo or a Whore; do you'll wear what the Intern selects. The owner seems to have trust issues with you, and is quite clear that the interns assigned to you as well as your secretary's and bosses will over see all the work you do and you will be punished by your Boss if she receives a report that you are not doing your best work, at all times and co-operating with the secretaries and interns! Do you have any questions? Good! Then get out of my office before you have people thinking that I'm hiring sluts like you, down the hall to the end, steps on the right, down three flirts and you'll find your office, your name is already on the door and your secretary and interns will arriving shortly, don't make them wait!"

"Yes Miss", replied Donna in shock and discomfort as her knew she skirt was very short and very tight and her she was afraid her ample breasts would pop out of her blouse, since she wasn't allowed to wear a bra this day. Her heels were already killing her feet, so she made haste to follow the directions to her new office. At the end of the corridor she fond the steps and went down three flights and found herself in a cement block corridor that led down a long corridor with a poor lighting but at the end of the corridor was a steel door with 'Donna 'TITS' Connors' with the title 'Executive Sub-Slut Whore', underneath the gold letters on the door!

Donna was blushing red as fire, but opened the door to find a smug, young, redheaded, secretary waiting for her, sitting on the edge of her desk, looking at her watch, "Your late, Bitch; that requires punishment! Get over here, hands flat on my desk and spread those legs, Whore!"

Donna was stunned when the younger redhead grabbed her wrist, and **** her to lean over her desk and then kicked the buxom blondes ankles apart, before being informed; "I'm Barb, you secretary; you will address me as Mistress Barbara, when we're alone and Ms Barbara when we're we have visitors, bitch! Now, my orders are to keep you focused your working, check on your work, make sure you don't take unauthorized breaks. I'll tell you when you are to take a break in accordance with the schedule I've been sent! For being five minutes late, your ass gets fifty swats from my hand for the first offense! For any additional offenses the punishment doubles for each one, got it 'Bitch'?"

"Yes, Mistress Barbara", gasped Donna as she discovered that spreading her legs, had caused her mini skirt to roll up to her waist, when the redheads hand suddenly slammed a painful smack on the fleshy cheek of her ass, leaving a red hand print behind! Donna had to grit her teeth against the pain as she swore the younger redhead was a professional dominatrix using a studded paddle. The buxom blondes shapely ass was bright red by the time Barbara delivered the fiftieth blow, before shoving the humiliated blonde towards the door to her 'Private' Office. Once Donna stepped inside of her new Office she discovered that her Office was in fact smaller than her Secretaries Office, it too had no windows but rather had faux windows with closed curtains on all the walls! Her desk was smaller than her secretaries, but the worst thing was her desk chair was an ancient, wooden, swivel chair with hard wooden seat and curved back that **** her stick her ample chest out. Her desk had a phone and computer on it as well as a couple digital picture frames that at the moment had no photo's downloaded on them yet! Donna took a deep breath before slowly lowering herself onto the chair. She suddenly discovered that her newly altered black mini skirt was was no longer covering her ass, as her sore butt cheeks met the hard wooden set of her desk chair that had been deliberately sanded with a coarse sanding material to removes the smooth varnish and make the wooden surface as rough as possible! The soft skin of her well beaten ass suddenly felt as if it were sitting on a seat covered with splinters! Donna gasped in pain as she started to rise from the chair, only to stop when her intercom buzzed and her redheaded secretary announced that her new Interns had arrived and were coming into go over their responsibilities while on this job.

Donna was dumbfounded as she sputtered, "But, I haven't received my own work projects, I have no idea whatI'm supposed to have Interns do!"

Only for her secretary to snap, "Stupid Cow; thats what the Interns are here for; to let you know what you'll be responsible for, you Dumb Cow! I guess its true what they say about busty blondes, all tits and no brains!"

A second later her door swung open and Donna was surprised to see four young interns who were no more than high school aged. The four were all pretty, young and obviously High Schoolers due to the tight designer jeans, sneakers and tank tops, as they came in and stood before her desk, smiling smugly!

But, Donna received the shock of her life when the tallest of the four, a redhead, informed her that she would address her as Ms Stacy, since she was head of the Interns and they were here to give her, her daily work load briefing.

"First things first, you Blonde Bimbo Slut! On your feet you lazy Pig, lean across the desk!", commanded the 18 year old redhead.

Shocked, Donna stood and leaned across her desk, not realizing that the action would cause her newly modified blouse not only to open wide as Donna's ample breasts spilled out of her bra! A fact that her interns were expecting and reacted instantly too. As two of the girls reached out quickly and before Donna realized what they were doing had jerked the cups of her bra down beneath her large breasts! Donna's reaction to jerk back to stand up and fix her bra, but before she could the third girl had slipped behind her and **** Donna to remain bent over the desk as the eighteen year olds laughed and took turns slapping the blonde breasts as hard as they could! Donna gritted her teeth in pain until the girls stopped and the redhead stepped close, so that her own breasts were shoved an inch from Donna's face as she looked down at the blonde and informed Donna of the assigned work! Giving her a list of projects that she look up on her computer and process.

"Oh, 'Tits' we'll be coming back throughout the day to check on your job performance, as well as your secretary to make sure you aren't screwing off, slacking or trying to screw your way up the Corporate Ladder, Slut! Now get to work, or we'll have to come back and discipline your fat ass and bloated tits!"

"Yes, Ms Stacy,"gasped Donna as she started to adjust her bra, only to have the redhead grab her by hair, jerk her further across the desk and sneer in her face, "Tits, were you told to put those tits away? Leave them hanging out, like the slut you are know to be! They get out away when we tell you too to put them away!"