The girls are in for a loooong night...

Tana takes up a spot behind Ibera while Lady Margaret walks over to Esmik.

"Hello, Miss Ston," Magaret declares in a cold, commanding voice.

The startled Esmik turns her head as best she can from within the pillory and sighs in relief.

"Lady Margaret! Thank goodness you're here!" The chubby girl squirms and blushes. "There's been a terrible mistake! They think I'm some sort of arsonist!" She laughs nervously as Margaret just nods and smiles, relishing her former pupil's embarrassment.

The former teacher slowly removes her leather gloves as Esmik prattles on about her predicament. Margaret never speaks or responds as the noble's voice grows increasingly frantic.

"So you'll help me, right?" Esmik squeaks as Margaret slowly steps behind the bound girl.

"You always were a troublemaker, Miss Ston." Margaret finally responds. "I'm just glad I was here to see your fall."

"W-what?" Esmik's eyes go wide as she futilely struggles in the stocks.

Margaret chuckles. "I never realized you were such a porker," the increasingly gloatful ex-teacher says as she runs her soft, delicate hand across Esmik's soft, large booty. "Although I should have guessed, the way you and your naughty little friend always ate at lunch time..."

Esmik whimpers as Margaret's hand wanders unimpeded across the nobles weak, soft body. "It must have cost a fortune to hide all of this..."

Esmik nervously gulps and then lets out a giggle as Margaret's hand slides across the noble's soft, sensitive love handles (Esmik's a ticklish girl).

"N-no! HEHEHEHEHE! P-please! S-stawwwp!" The chubby, gray-haired noble begs.

Tana looks over as Margaret tenderly tortures Esmik, and smiles before following the teacher's lead and administering the same 'punishment' to Ibera.

It turns out the black girl is even more prone to giggle fits than Esmik, and soon the ebon beauty is adorably kicking and squealing between laughs as the tears stream down her face.

"N-no more! No mo-o-oOOOOOORRE!" Ibera squeaks as she loses control of her bladder and drips on the ground.

"Oh no," Tana says in her adorable broken English. "You messy girl." The elf says as she leaves to fetch a rag.

"I-its not m-my fault!" Ibera whimpers as she squeezes her eyes shut tight and her face burns hotter than the sun.

The crowd's reaction is mixed. Many are disgusted to see a woman so shamelessly humiliate herself in public, a few start to feel genuine pity for her, while another handful are secretly excited by it and hope for more.

"Looks like your friend over there is quite the baby," Margaret mockingly declares as she leans in close to Esmik. "But then again, bullies usually are." She pinches Esmik's nipple, causing the whiney wimp to yelp and blush.

"I-is this about that harmless little prank back in school?" Esmik asks as she feels Margaret's warm hands continue to explore and grope at her exposed body. "I-it was Ibera's idea to prank you! I-I didn't want to do it, b-but she made me," she says as the sweat beads down her face. "Y-you were always m-my favorite teacher..."

Margaret rolls her eyes as they both look over at Ibera. Tana has returned with a bucket of water and a rag. She dumps the cold water over Ibera's bare bum, causing her to yelp.

"You act like baby, you be baby!" Tana declares as she takes the rag and ties it into a bonnet on Ibera's head.

"I wanna go home!" Ibera bawls as the mobs jeers become crueler and crueler.

Esmik's face turns ghostly white as she looks back to Margaret.

"I'll give you whatever you want! Just let me go! P-please!" Esmik begs.

Margaret puts her finger to her lip, as if she were contemplating Esmik's request.