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Chapter 6 by Daddylucien Daddylucien

What's next?

Spank

Shark felt a surge of rage and humiliation, she looked at the trays and then at the door, she saw the students starting to enter the lunchroom, she felt a cold sweat running down her spine, she thought about the humiliation she would suffer if she went out there wearing that ridiculous apron, she thought about the laughter, the whispers, the pointing fingers, and she refused, she stood still, her legs locked, her arms crossed, and her eyes fixed on the man "I won't do it" she said, her voice firm and defiant.

Mr. Takaba took a step closer to Shark. "You won't do it?" he repeated, his voice low and menacing. Shark stood her ground, her arms still crossed, her eyes fixed on the man. Mr. Takaba's hand shot out, and he grabbed Shark's ear, pulling it downwards. Shark let out a yelp of pain as she was **** to bend over the counter, her naked ass exposed to the academy kitchen staff.

The counter was cold against her bare chest, and Shark felt a surge of humiliation as she realized that everyone in the kitchen could see her.

Mr. Takaba's hand came crashing down on Shark's bare bottom, the sound of the slap echoing through the kitchen. Shark let out a loud yelp as she felt a searing pain spread across her cheeks. The kitchen staff gasped in shock, their eyes fixed on the scene unfolding before them. Mr. Takaba's hand came down again, and again, each slap landing with precision and ****. Shark's body jerked with each impact, her naked flesh jiggling with the movement. The apron, already barely covering her front, threatened to slip further down, exposing her completely.

She tried to endure it, biting her lip and clenching her fists, but the pain was too much. Tears streamed down her face as she felt her dignity slipping away with each slap. Mr. Takaba's hand came down again, and again, each slap landing with precision and ****. Shark's eyes welled up with tears as she felt her body begin to shake uncontrollably, and loud sobs escaped her lips.

Finally the **** on her backside stopped, she felt her bottom red hot as she sobbed over the counter.

What's next?

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