A spanking

"If I win, you're going to lean over my lap, and I'm going to give you the spanking you deserve for thinking you're better than me." Michael told her.

"And when I win, what do I get?"

"Hmm. You can have my car." Michael answered.

"Material things from you don't interest me Michael, I can just ask my dad for one."

"Fine, what if I will leave you alone for the rest of the year if you win."

That appeared to have piqued her interest, from Rebeccas expression Ashley figured that she was seriously considering it. I think she might overestimate herself, thinking she's superior to everyone else, Ashley thought, she had never liked Rebecca. Even less so now that they weren't even legally equal. It would do miss goody two-shoes well to be taken down a peg or two. Ashley found herself grinning over the possibility of seeing Rebecca humiliated.

"Three years." Rebecca countered. "If I win you will leave me alone for the next three years, that way I won't have to deal with you if we end up at the same univeristy." She said with a smug face.

"In that case, if I win you also take off that top, and bra, right here, in front of everyone. It's time you put those puppies to use Rebecca. They weren't ment to be covered up." Michael retorted.

"Deal." Rebecca said with confidence.

That's a misstake Rebecca. Michael is actually pretty smart, he's just a slacker that acts like an idiot.

"If you two are done we will get started now." Mrs. Walker interveened. "Team B present your opening argument."

Rebbeca collected herself before speaking up, her voice carried the weight of confidence. "We are going to argue that **** relations with slaves should be disallowed. We will argue this point by drawing references against established laws, and regulations that deal with **** in other areas, and why they should be applicable to slaves."

Ashley listened intently while Rebecca droned on about laws, when they were established, and the biological ramafications of interbreeding in nature. At times, Michael interjected to dispute, his demeanor no longer had the childish undertones from earlier.

"As we have proven, sexual relationships between close family members has long been illegal, neither do we as a society allow beasts to copulate with each other, it stands to reason that we therefore should not allow **** with slaves, or pet girl slaves either." Rebecca finished

In her pause Michael took tone, and began to dismantle Rebeccas arguments one by one. "You speak of cases that relate to people Rebecca. But you know that women who are slaves are not classified as a person. Therefore, all cases that relate to two or more persons are rendered moot untill a high court judge otherwise.

"Correct, point Michael." Mrs. Walker said.

"Neither are slaves beasts. Take Ashley for example." Ashley saw him pointing to her, the whole class was looking at her now. She put her paws in front of her glistening pussy to hide how wet she still was. She was careful not to touch herself, despite the aching yearning. She knew she was still not allowed to tuch herself there.

"She is Theodore's pet." Michael continued. "She is however not a beast, and what is allowed to be done with animals do not translate into what is allowed to be done with pet girls. Theodore can for example not euthanize Ashley, because she is not an animal. Under your definition of seeing pet girls as animals, you think he should be allowed to do that, but not fuck her?"

"Compelling argument, women who are slaves are neither person nor animal. They are legally classified as just ****, point Michael." Mrs. Walker said again.

"In regards to biological argument of interbreeding, Bruce if you would be so kind."

"Sarah lie down on your back." Bruce ordered. Sarah followed his order immediately upon hearing it. "Rachel, go down on your sister, and put some effort to it." Rachel hesitated, but she followed his order. Sitting beside them, Ashley had a good view of them, Rachels tounge made long strokes along her twin sisters lower lips. "Moan you whores." Bruce bellowed, both Rachel, and Sarah began fake moaning.

"I want you to look at them Rebecca. Would you say that this is ****?" Michael asked.

"Yes, you pig."

"Can you tell me the negative biological ramafication of this."

"Well, no. But I mean between a man, and a woman."

"So you are saying there is none if they are unable to concieve?"

"Where are you going with this Michael?"

"Didn't you know that in order for you to have sexual relations with a **** that is close family, and I will quoute here "adequate measures to prevent conception must be taken", I can also referr to a case which estabish that adequate measure mean that when we are dealing with a man laying with a woman, she must be sterilized. You Rebecca has been arguing a point that has already been handled."

Rebecca stood stunned."I... who. Who of you missed that?" She asked her group. None of whom was willing to take the blame.

"The victory of this little debate goes to team A. Mrs. Walker announed, her voice was mellow, her disapointment in Rebecca was apparent to Ashley.

"Time to pay up Rebecca." Michael said, the smugness in his tone cut through the cheers of his team.

"N-. No. I don't want to."

A teammate of Rebecca came up to her, and laid her hand on Rebeccas shoulder. "You have to." She said. "It will get worse otherwise."

Rebecca stood unmoving, her face blank of expression. As if moving on its own, her right hand started to unbutton her white shirt. Slipping it off her shoulders Rebecca let it fall to the ground. With one hand she unclasped her bra, her breast sprang lose from its confinment, she dropped the bra on the floor. Ashley thought Rebeccas breasts appeared larger than her own, though not as perky, and firm, she found some happiness in having finer breasts than Rebecca.

"There they are." Michael said before pulling out a chair from a neaby desk which he sat down on. "Come to daddy Rebecca."

As if her whole body worked against every step she took Rebecca edged closer to Michael. She leaned over her sitting rival resting her stomach on his lap, her heavy breasts hung free. Michael took a firm grasped around her neck, his right hand slid over her back down to her ass, following its curve in under her skirt. He flicked Rebecca's red tartan skirt up revealing her round bottom to the whole classroom. Grasping her panties he ripped them asunder with one swift motion. Rebecca yelped in surprise, she squirmed under his grip, but Michael held her in place. Meanwhile, having never been given the order to stop, Rachel was still licking her sister's pussy, doing her best to be gentle so that Sarah would not get sore.

"For every strike you are going to say I am not better than Michael, just to make the messege sink in. You got that Rebecca."

Michael lifted his hand from her bottom, and brought it down hard on her bare skin.

*Smack*

The sound if the smack echoed throughout the classroom. "I- I'm not better than Michael." Rebecca whispered.

*Smack*

"I'm not better than Michael."

*Smack*

"Ahh, I'm not better than Michael."

*Smack*

"Ohh, I'm not better than Michael."

She likes it. She acts all high and mighty, looking down on volountary slaves, but when it comes down to it she likes being bent over, and spanked.

*Smack*

"Oow."

*Smack*

Michael continued to smack Rebecca's bottom untill it became red, all while having her repeat the mantra.

"Please stop Michael." Rebecca begged him. "Why, you're liking this just as much as me." He said, sticking two fingers inside her before showing her her wetness on his fingers."

"Enough! I will not be witness to **** in my classroom. Rebecca is still a free woman Michael." Mrs. Walker roared.

Michael let go of Rebecca's neck. She instantly stood up and hurried away from him. The girl who had adviced her to go through with it handed her the clothes she had stripped out of. "Does it hurt? She asked. "Yes." Rebecca answered, teary eyed. "We will put some salve on that soon Becca, it's going to feel better then." The panties which had landed close to Ashley when Michael had thrown them would not be wearable any more, so Rebecca had to forego them.

"Class dissmissed." Mrs. Walker said, evidently tired from this whole debacle.

"Finally I'm starving." Bruce said as he went forward to collect his slaves.

Ashley sat still waiting for Theodore to collect her. Her stomach rumbled, she hadn't noticed how hungry she was before Bruce had pointed out it was lunch time. Theodore came forward taking her leash in his hand, Ashley having gotten used to the signal waited for him to tug on it before moving. Mmm, I think I'm starting to like how he tugs on it, pulling at my neck, it's, it's so commanding. A shiver ran through her at her realization, frightened by the truth of it, I like being his pet.

"Come Ashley, it's lunchtime, you're hungry aren't you."

They left the classroom for the cafeteria.