Cici isn't so great at math:(

I obviously don't remember at all what the lesson was about that day, I was just a little preoccupied by the not-so-subtle sounds of cameras on everyone's phones capturing my downfall. All the time I had spent trying to assert my dominance over others was basically culminating in my ultimate humiliation - everyone knows now that I'm not as independent as I present myself to be - my mother still calls the shots even though I'm a legal adult, and now she's got me walking around my school completely naked.

My teacher isn't even telling anyone to put their phones away, she's just laughing along with my mother and everyone else. I don't even understand how this bitch can do math equations while simultaneously ensuring that I get sufficiently embarrassed by my punishment. On top of being naked and marched around by my mother, now everyone knows how much I really don't understand this math class.

The lesson began with my teacher talking through equations an having me write them out, and then had me attempt to solve problems on my own. At one point I miscalculated something and wrote an incorrect answer on the whiteboard. My teacher took this opportunity to make physical contact with me again - she began tapping my ass with an eraser - I felt myself jiggling

"Let's look at that one one more time, Cici," she said to me, patting lightly

I'm almost certain at least one person got it on video.

I look back at my mom with pleading eyes, trying to communicate to her - 'Won't you tell this lady to stop touching my butt!?' but of course all she does is smirk back at me, making it clear that she doesn't mind at all, and even thinks its funny.

I tried my best to focus for the rest of the lesson on double checking my calculations and really learning the material - I didn't want any more stupid fucking tiny spankings from this lady, and honestly, I didn't want to give anyone any more material for their social media. I figured if I kept things boring, and didn't get into it with my mom or my teacher, people might honestly lose interest in my situation. Maybe I was deluding myself, I don't know..

When the bell my the next class finally rang, I practically sprinted to my backpack, which my mom was holding at the back of the classroom. Before I could escape into the hallway, my teacher stopped my mother and me.

"Cici, Ms. West, could I see you both for just a moment? If you're late for your next class I'll email your teacher, don't worry. Ms. West, I am just so proud of you and Cici for doing this together. I know its an unusual punishment, and Cici, I'm sure you're probably thinking this is the end of the world, but I promise, this will be so much more beneficial for you than a simple grounding."

God, she's the worst. She's trying to pretend she's being nice to me but I know she's enjoying every second of this - her power over me as an authority figure, her alliance with my mother, my nakedness, my humiliation - I could just punch her. I know there's no use in getting an attitude, though. No one's taking me seriously while I'm naked and being followed by my mom.

My teacher continued, "Honestly, Cici, you really improved, even just today. I felt like you were really more present during today's lesson, and not having to focus on what your wearing, what your hair or makeup looks like is a huge factor. I plan to recommend this to other parents whose students struggle in my class. Ms. West, feel free to say no to this, but I would love to have a picture with Cici and have it framed on my desk. I'd love to share her story with other students and parents."

My blood is boiling. How could she be so patronizing to me and then ask my mom - not me- for a physical picture of me that she plans to show to anyone who wants to see!? I can't stop myself from protesting.

"No! I don't want to take a picture with her, Mom! I just want to go to my next class!" Once again, despite my age, I find myself sounding like a whining child, pouting. My mother isn't in the mood to show me any mercy, she's having just as much fun with my misery as everyone else.

"Of course you can have a picture with her, and I'm so happy to hear that Cici is already improving. The counselor and school board were skeptical, of course, but I know my daughter, and what ultimately works for her is a little bit of embarrassment."

I can't believe my mom thinks sending me to school completely naked is 'a little bit of embarrassment.' Or that she's ok with my teacher having a picture to commemorate my mortification. I don't know what else I expected.

I feel my teacher's arm come around my shoulders again - she's holing me close enough to lean her head onto mine - she's taller than me, making me feel even smaller than I already did. My mother takes out her phone to snap at least 3 pictures my shame and my satisfied teacher. She gets my teacher's phone number to send them to her, and I'm so overwhelmed with anger and humiliation I stormed out of the classroom, deciding I wouldn't wait for my teacher or my mother to dismiss me. I grab my backpack and begin to speed walk to my next class. Its not long before my mother catches up with me.

"Darling, that wasn't very polite, leaving your class before our conversation with your teacher was over," she says giving my butt a gentle squeeze. I can't believe she's still trying to make things so casual.

"I don't care." I pout, cover breasts and crotch, and stomp on to my next class, this time trying to create some distance between my mom and I.

I just want this day to be over. I can't wait until I can move out and leave this town and hopefully never see any of these people again. Hopefully my next class is uneventful...