James loved the idea of humiliating them.

{if From Mr. Clemon's Story}

On this particular morning, Mr. Clemon is fucking Alice against the window as each of them secretly watched the student walk off the busses and into school.

Alice is the first one to notice. "It looks like Britney's master made her wear something to school that she doesn't want anyone to see."

Mr. Clemon looks up to see Britney walking into school tight, clenching a long overcoat over her body. It is 85 degrees outside and sunny. There is no reason for her to be wearing an overcoat, and for safety reasons, the school has a strict no coats indoor policy. Mr. Clemon lets out a disappointed breath as he pulls his cock out of Alice. "At a minimum, she has to take off the coat, so I'll figure out what's going on." He zips up his pants before saying, "this might take a while so you can go back to your room" Alice nods, and they both exit his office together.

Mr. Clemon walks straight up to Britney and says, {else}

Angry and humiliated, neither woman wanted to be close to James, so they made sure to fall asleep as far away from him as possible on his tiny bed.

Britney was already in the shower by the time James got up, so he snuck in and changed out the clothes she had selected for a conservative lingerie

Ten minutes later, she comes stumbling into his room completely naked, still wet from the shower, holding the blue satin chemise

Britney "James where is my clothes!"

James smiles at his naked sister; the cold air has made his nipple hard. "In your hand. I was thinking you should change up what you wear to school."

Britney "Get real. This is far too short. Everyone can see up it when I set down or bend over at my locker."

James laughs. "Well, you better figure out how to not let that happen because you are wearing that unless you want to trade with mom." He holds up a blue baby doll set with a nearly see-through stomach area.

Britney quickly pulls the chemise in tight. "No, I will wear this."

Kimberly overheard the argument, so she just silently walked into the room and took her outfit straight from James's hand. They both wear long coats when leaving the house, to which Richy on the bus commented, "What, are you expecting rain because the weatherman said it will be clear all week." As Britney walks by him, Before he turns to James, "No one got my mother, so my dad gets to keep her, but I hear you're the lucky one to get my sister. My father is finishing up the paperwork, so she should be over by the end of the week."

James looks at him. "aren't you upset that I enslaved your sister?"

Richy laughs, "I don't want a little me running around yet, so I didn't want to play the game for her. Anyway, I have got plenty of slaves myself. I mean, I could always use another one, and I am a little disappointed that I didn't get the one you brought to the party. And I differently would have dealt with a little me if it meant I got her." before once again offering his ****'s tit to James.

Mr. Clemons catches Britney as she walks into school.{endif} "Britney, you know our rules about coats in school."

Britney turns to the principal, "Can we make an exception of me today?"

Mr. Clemons "No, we can not, Now hand over the coat now, Ms." he holds out his hand, but she still holds on to her coat tightly as she looks around at the mass of students that are walking past her. "Now, Ms. or do I have to call the cops."

The word cops send goosebumps through her body, so she quickly takes the coat off her body, exposing the blue satin nightgown she is wearing, drawing EVERYONE ATTENTION.{if From Mr. Clemon's Story}

{endif}"Ms. Britney, MY OFFICE NOW!"

He quickly grabs her arm and guides her inside his office; once inside, he calmly states, "Ms. Britney, I won't insult your intelligence by asking you if you think that your attire is not acceptable for school. So let's jump straight to why you wore it?"

Britney nervously twists her foot on the ground as she tries to think of any excuse but the truth, but all she could come up with on the spot is "I can't say." So Mr. Clemons continues in as soft of voice as he can muster, "Britney... I think its clear from the sharp change in your behavior. So you don't have to tell me if you don't want to, but have you been enslaved?"

Britney's eyes never leave the floor. "What would happen if I wasn't enslaved?"

"You would be **** to go into the bathroom and change into the old oversize pair of pants and shirt we have for spears. And then you would have to spend the rest of the day in in-school suspension again. However, if I am correct and you have been enslaved, and you are just following his/her orders, then you have done nothing wrong. " Mr. Clemons answers

Britney "Hypothetically speaking, if I have been enslaved, could I still spend the day in in-school."

Mr. Clemons lets out a deep breath, "If that is the case, then I can only assume that your master would have wanted you publicly seen in that outfit. If you or I do anything to go against his wish, I could end up in jail, and you could end up in the retraining center." Sensing Britney's fears, he calmly continues, "You don't have to tell me anything; however, I will give you your options. The in-school suspension room is 127 today, which is out my door to the left, the stairway to your homeroom is out my door to the right. If you ARE A ****, I strongly recommend you go to your homeroom."

Britney silently walks, turns around, and walks towards the door as Mr. Clemons says, "Britney, just so you know, I am **** to follow the law, but no matter what choice you make, my door will always be open for you to talk."