The lunch looney

Lindsey certainly came up with a nasty punishment.

While I felt somewhat bad for Gina, part of me was also really looking forward to it. At first my enjoyment for Gina's **** came from a purely vindictive point. But slowly things changed. Now Gina's humiliated and mortified expressions stirred something in me. It is tough to come to terms with it, but I touched myself multiple times to the memories I made with her over these last three months.

And now I should soon make some more memories. The thought excited me.

Gina showed up on Tuesday's morning assembly already really nervous. According to her she had her own costume she wanted to wear for today's performance. While Lindsey did go to the trouble of procuring a ridiculous jester outfit, I allowed it. Creativity should be encouraged after all. Gina wanted to show me the outfit but I refused, rather hoping she would surprise me with it.

Lunch came and I was waiting with bathed breath what Gina would bring to the table. She asked for five minutes prep time and while I am sure this was just her way for stalling as much time as possible, I decided to be generous.

Gina finally showed up wearing a pink pajama, with animal figures stitched to it.

The students reaction to it was one of amused intrigue. At this point everyone was used to Gina's periodic humiliations, so It didn't have quite the punch it would have had a few months ago...Still, it was nonetheless a very funny image.

Gina tried her best to smile, but I could tell how much she struggled. Just wearing this outfit was no doubt bad enough for her, but not bad enough for us. She had to perform. While I did order her to come up with something, the performance itself would be free of any orders. Lindsey insisted on that.

After letting the laughter and giggles fizzle out she announced, full of pride. “I am Queen Gina, Ruler of this school.” She looked down on herself. “I wear the wrong clothes!”, Gina announced loudly while trying to cover up the pajama with exaggerated gestures. “This is so embarrassing!”

This produced another wave of laughter but I was getting worried. Will she really be able to fill a whole hour like this? Surely our school standards can't be that low.

“I shall grant boons now!”, Gina shouted in the cafeteria. “Anything you require of me?”

Various voices erupted all at once but the most common was somewhat akin the lines of.

“Strip, huehuehuehuehue!”

Gina stuck her nose up at that.

“You want to see my royal bodice that bad? Too bad! That will have to wait for tomorrow! Come up with something else!”

Various other suggestions came in that where more harmless, from getting spanked to given a lapdance to announcing loudly that she craves huge dicks. Someway or another she made it trough the hour like this. Yeah, of course these base fools weren't more creative.

“Good work”, I commended her later. “Now you just have to keep this up for four more days.”

“Actually”, Gina said, rather innocently. “I have one small request.”

“What is it?”

“A Jester needs to speak freely, to really show you my full potential, please remove the order that forces me to be polite.”

I completely forgot about that one. But yes, this was not how Gina used to talk. “I think it is a big improvement, so I won't get rid of it. Still, I suppose I can allow you to be as rude as you want for your performances.”

Gina flashed me a mocking grin. “You have my thanks.”

That tone didn't bode well, but what's the worst that could happen?

On Wednesday, Gina indeed showed of a lot more of her body, wearing white underpants, an equally white undershirt and a Crown. While Gina choose this outfit herself, she still looked appropriately embarrassed.

“I...” she began as everyone in the Lunchroom looked on. “I am King Cutie, the cruel! Please support Love and Friendship And please don't **** me! I am already wearing a chastity cage for my tiny pee-pee.”

Oh, fuck.

As expected the entire lunch was spend, mercilessly mocking poor Cutie. That involved describing his Penis in way too much detail, and revealing all kinds of embarrassing secrets about his role in Royal magnificent.

Why exactly Gina choose him instead of anyone else, I have no idea. Poor Cutie looked just about ready to die from embarrassment. I like seeing him like this tough, so whatever. That said, I had a small inkling where this was going tough.

A day later Gina showed up wearing a Gorilla Costume.

“Good day everyone! I am Lindsey, and I am very smart! I have no fashion sense and constantly come up with witticisms a twelve year old would find very cool.”

“I fucking knew that was you!” Lauren screamed at Lindsey, who was laughing her ass off.

Friday was, predictably Rina. This time Gina opted for a Wildcats uniform, definitely the least risque outfit so far.

“I am Rina! I really fucking love putting guys in drag! And I am totally having a huge crush on Ben, that I am trying to hide by being mean to him!”

“I have not!” Rina screamed out , getting way too flustered about this.

Gina Rina would give an encore on this evenings game. Everyone except Rina loved it. I never thought I'd see the day where Rina would get embarrassed, but sure enough Rina dropped out of the “has no sense of shame” category, leaving only Lindsey and Marel to vie for the crown.

So, that leaves Monday huh? I guess she will go for Marel next, right?

Of bloody fucking course not.

“Salutations Peasants!!” Gina started with a haughty voice. “I am Empress Marcie! Kneel before me or be **** to suffer! Let me show off how smart I am by quoting random stuff! Hempels's Razor! Chekhov's gum. Schroedingers Dog!”

This little shit.

Also it's gun not gum. Hempels's Ravens(or Occam's razor) and if you don't know the last one remove yourself from my sight.

And so Gina ended up giving a not particular flattering impression of myself, as some sort of despotic ruler that tyrannized the school. What nonsense. But a fool had to be allowed to make fun of everyone including the Empress and me being offended by this would hardly be proper. Still, it couldn't hurt taking stock of the students who laughed particularly loud...

“But in truth I am a huge pervert with a humiliation fetish! Especially when it comes to Gina! At one point I made her pick her nose seductively! Yeah, I'm into some freaky shit! I will also totally masturbate to this!”

How the fuck did she..? Ok...Marcie just smile and nod, play it cool, play it cool.

“And do you know my biggest secret!” Gina announced close to the end of the lunch hour. “It is about my breasts!”, she said with a wide grin.

My smile froze. She wouldn't dare...

Gina slowly unbuttoned her blouse and finally ripped it wide open. “I wear pads!” she announced, only from them to fall down exposing her naked chest “Kyaaahhh!”

She quickly covered up but not before giving me a shit eating grin.

Pretty much all the ministers loved the performance. Rina looked like she would piss herself with laughter and Marel said she almost thought she saw double. Emma thanked me for actually not making her a minister, and hence a target. It even got a giggle out of Cutie.

Meanwhile I had to use up all of my talent to not break out in a blush. Getting red here would be an absolute PR nightmare. Not to mention very embarrassing.

Who would have thought Gina managed to get back at me like this?

Well, two can play that game.

“I think we can all agree that Gina passed the punishment”, I announced with a smile that same evening.

Gina gave a mocking bow to that.

“I disagree”, Marel said pouting. “Little Ocelot never did me! We need to extend it at least a day!”

“Nah”, Lindsey shook her head. “I don't think she will ever top Marcie. Wasn't it you who said we should stop before it becomes boring?”

“Which means we can move right along to the next person.” I looked at Rina. “We already know what you have in mind and you have my full support, but let's make it official tomorrow alright?”

“Oh definitely”, Rina shot Gina an evil smile. “You will pay dearly for humiliating us like that.”