The focus of everyone's attention

She left the office, trailing behind Maisy, in a state of confusion and bewilderment. She'd been at this new school for an hour, and still couldn't believe what had happened, what her parents had signed her up for. Did they really know? And why were all these other girl's so happy with this situation? why were they choosing punishment's as rewards. Her clit and pussy ached from the fucking she'd just received, her ass still stung from the spanking, and worst of all she was walking around with blouse, blazer, socks and shoes, but no skirt - bottomless for the whole day, with anyone apparently free to treat her however they wanted. All because she'd had chewing gum. This was a fucked up school. And yet. She'd had the best orgasm of her life with her new headteachers thumb shoved deep up her ass, as he'd pounded her from behind and filled her pussy with cum. She licked her lips as she remembered Maisy toying with her clit and sucking up Mr Johnson's sperm, then french kissing her, just minutes ago.

It seemed to be breaktime - there were lots of girls in the corridors, all with incredibly short skirts, but no-one else bottomless. Everyone was staring at her, and then whispering and pointing.

'You're very popular already,' said Maisy, grinning at and high fiving a couple of girls. 'It's breaktime now - we'll do a quick tour now and during next period, visiting all the classrooms and everywhere else you might need to know about. Then we'll end at the cafeteria for lunch, then you're on your own for the afternoon.' Poppy just blushed and mainly looked at the floor. 'This is the English corridor, that ones History and geography. The Science Labs are that way. Maths is upstairs. If we weren't doing a tour you'd have French - shall we pop upstairs and see Monsieur Grande before we carry on with the tour?'

She just nodded. There were a group of girls coming downstairs in front of a tall Black teacher as Maisy and Poppy ascended. Once again Poppy was mesmerised by the motion of the pink buttplug as Maisy's ass sashayed it's way upstairs. She really could watch it all day. Was this the Maths teacher? He was massive. 'Mr Footlong, can I introduce you to Poppy, our new girl,' she heard Maisy say.

Everyone stopped on the stairs. 'Hello Poppy,' said Mr Footlong in a deep voice, looking down at her paternally, and scanning her body. He was at least six foot five and athletic, like a basketball star. He seemed quite young, and had a trimmed beard. His eyes twinkled as he seemed to like what he saw. 'I see you've already become acquainted with our discipline procedures. Tell me, why are you bottomless?'

'I,...I, er, I was chewing gum when I arrived,' she said.

'And you chose going bottomless as your punishment. That's interesting.'

She felt a surge of anger. 'Yeah well I didn't want to suck the Head's cock or have a plug up my ass!' she blurted out. 'This school is fucked up,' she shouted. She immediately regretted it.

'Erin, could you hold these?' Mr Footlong said to a cute ebony girl in front of him, handing her some folders, and a satchel.

'Maisy, you're Head girl,' said Mr Footlong, 'part of your role is to help teachers discipline the girls. What punishment choices do you suggest for Poppy, for her insolence?' As he spoke he had grabbed Poppy by the shoulders and turned her around and pushed her into the banister so that she was leaning over it, hands pinned behind her back again.

'Oh, thank you Sir,' said Maisy. 'er - what about either sucking you off now, or perhaps taking my butt plug and making her wear it?' She turned and showed the Black Maths teacher her ass.

'You're such a shining example of good behaviour Maisy. What excellent choices.'

'Well, Poppy?'