a humiliating lesson plan

Sandra slid Karen?s upper body between the ropes, pulling her by the hair backward to bend her back, letting her chest hang out over the ring apron. Mama wailed and lashed back with her hands, but she couldn?t reach her captor. Her hair felt like it might get yanked out at any moment.

?Ready to give, Missus Luv??

?No?? Mama gasped, though not as heartily as one might have expected from her. She had taken a lot of damage very rapidly, and couldn?t hold out long.

?I see. Tell me, do you really think this is the worst I can do??

Sandra leaned completely back, hanging entirely off of Mama Luv?s hair and digging her feet up into her ass. Her heels dug at her back and ass, kicking and pushing hard under her weight in a sort of twisted, vertical camel clutch. Karen was all too eager to scream out her surrender.

?I refuse your surrender,? Miss H sneered, keeping the hold. ?It?s never that simple with THIS teacher. SOMEone has to teach you how to have a firm hand.?

Sandra released Karen?s head and landed on her feet, elegantly brushing off the small handful of hair she?d managed to rip out of Karen. The milf was lying with her belly resting on the middle rope, whimpering in pain and holding her scalp and back.

?Stop your pathetic mewling, you mongrel slut!? Miss H barked, grabbing her hair again and throwing her into a sitting position on the mat. She grabbed a dunce cap from her corner and shoved it into Karen?s hands.

?Put it on!? Miss H commanded, cracking her ruler in her palm.

Karen sniffed back some of her tears and abided.

?Now stand up and march around the ring. Slap yourself in the face every two seconds unless I order otherwise.?

The stark naked Karen Luv circled the ring, red in the face and crying miserably. Every moment or two brought a soft but humiliating ?smack.?

?Say you?re a naughty girl.?

?I?m a naughty little girl,? Mama sobbed.

?And a terrible mother.?

?I?m a terrible mother??

?You would be honored to lick my feet clean every morning.?

?Every morning, mistress??

?Not mistress, you twit!? Ms H barked, smacking Mama noisily across the ass with the ruler. ?Teacher! Miss Hoeful at the least!?

?I?d lick you clean every day, teacherrrr!? Mama half moaned, half cried.

?For your biggest lesson. Who is the strongest??

?You are, teacher!? Mama sobbed noisily.

Miss H swung her shoulders and slammed Mama across the face with her impressive tits. Mama yelped and fell to the mat from the weighty blow, the dunce cap falling off.

?Did I say you could remove it?? Miss H growled.

?But you did thaAAAAAAAH!?

Karen screamed in agony as Miss H took a smaller ruler (about 6 inches) from her corner and shoved it sideways into Mama?s cunt, leaving her pussy spread wide open for all to see.

?A lesson you won?t soon forget,? Miss H smiled as she was handed the belt. ?Let a reign of order and higher learning run this ring henceforth??