The next day

"Wake up Mia!" Jenna yelled as she yanked the covers off of the enslaved teacher. Mia woke with a loud gasp and instinctively tried to cover her chest. "Never cover yourself in my presence," Jenna said as she pulled Mia's hands away from her chest.

"Sorry," Mia said sadly.

"'Sorry' who?"

"Sorry Mistress."

"Clearly you haven't learned yet," Jenna said looking at Mia with a cold stern glare. "Get out of bed you clearly need more punishment." Wordlessly Mia obeyed, she knew in the long run she had no real choice. If she refused her teaching career would be over. Her only hope was to go along with the teens wishes and appease her. "Stand here, hands on your head, do not move until I tell you."

"Yes Mistress." Without another word Jenna stood and removed Mia's chastity belt before grabbing a hair brush out of the bathroom. The brunette teen sat on the bed.

"Get over," she ordered pointing at her lap. Knowing what was coming and fearing it, Mia slowly lowered herself across her young mistress' lap. "I am going to give you six hard swats Mia. I want you to count them down starting at six and after each swat you are to say 'I will address my mistress properly.' Understand?"

"Yes Mistress." WHACK! "SIX!" Mia screamed over the crack of the hairbrush against her soft flesh cheek. "I will address my mistress properly." WHACK! "OWWWW!!!" Mia yelled as her tears began to flow, "Five, I will address my mistress properly."

"Are you learning slut?"

"Yes Mistress," Mia sobbed dreading the next swat. WHACK! "Thr,,, I mean four I will address my mistress properly." WHACK! "Thr," Mia began before Jenna cut her off.

"That was four!"

"Yes Mistress. I'm sorry Mistress!"

"Count it bitch or we start over and you double the swats!"

"Four I will address my mistress properly." WHACK! "Tree! I will address my mistress properly."

"The last two will be extra hard Mia," Jenna said as she moved the hairbrush in a circular pattern over the quickly bruising area of Mia's right ass cheek.

"Yes Mistress," she sobbed. WHACK! "AAAAHHHH! Two! I will address my mistress properly!" WHACK! The last swat landed and Mia screamed as she kicked her legs wildly. "One! I will address my mistress properly."

"Get up, take this hairbrush back into the bathroom and get dressed," Jenna instructed as she gently rubbed the teacher's sore ass. "We're going shopping."

Twenty minutes later, Mia was dressed in her clothes from the day before, the tight fitting jeans rubbing painfully against her ass. Jenna took her by the arm and led her out of the bedroom, downstairs, and to the garage. "We'll get something to eat on the road," Jenna said as the two sat in her car.

They drove for nearly two hours to ensure that Mia would not be recognized by anyone after stopping roughly an hour into their drive. Having pre-programmed the stops into her phone, the first place Mia stopped was a local book store. They walked in and Jenna quickly scanned for what she wanted, the journal section.

"Come on," she said looking at Mia and motioning for her **** to follow her. Mia hung her head in shame and began to follow the teen. Jenna spent a few short minutes looking at the options the book store had and ultimately selected an expensive, but, finely made leather bound journal. They made their way to the register where Jenna paid for the journal and the two left.

"Wondering what the journal is for Mia?" she asked once they were back in the car.

"Yes Mistress," Jenna admitted but had an inkling that she already knew what her mistress intended.

"One task you will have daily is to write about what I made you do that day, how it made you feel, and how I punished you if you fail. I will be reading your entries at least once a week."

"Yes Mistress," Mia replied fighting back a sob. It was one thing to have to be the teen's sex ****. It was another thing to make an intimate record of the things she was **** to do.

The next stop was an adult store at the far edge of town. Jenna had bought everything she needed to be well supplied, now it was time to get Mia some fetish ware. The helpless teacher followed behind as the teen selected items for her to try on and model.

First was a schoolgirl uniform. It came with black Mary Jane shoes, white knee high socks, a short pleated skirt, it's already short hem even shorter in the back ensuring whoever was be hind her would have a teasing glimpse at her ass with every step she took. Lastly was a short white top that would tie together and leave her stomach bare.

Next was a cheerleader uniform. It featured a pair of white knee high, boots with six inch stiletto heels. A dark blue pair of booty shorts that left her lowest portions of her ass cheeks bare. Lastly there was a tight fitting top that her perky breasts threatened to spill out of.

After that was a slutty secretary outfit. An extremely short black skirt that barely covered anything, and a matching suit jacket that had one button near the breasts.

After that came a short pink satin dress with white lace trim, a pair of white cotton "Granny Panties" with bold red letters across the rear reading "STILL SPANKED" and a set of full body length yellow drop seat pajamas that looked more suited to a little girl than a full grown woman.

Once her ****'s clothes were paid for the two left and began the short drive to a shoe store were Jenna selected several pairs, each with a stiletto heeled ranging from three to six inches in height. She even picked out two pairs with nine inch heels calling them "punishment heels."

With her **** now properly supplied Jenna began the drive back to her lake house. Not long after hitting the interstate she pulled off to a rest area. "First task Mia. Go into the rest stop and change into one of your new outfits. I don't care which. You have ten minutes after that you get punished. Take longer than fifteen and I leave and release the video."

"Ye, ye, yes Mistress," Mia said her voice trembling with fear.

"Oh, Mia," Jenna said in a sing-song manner. "Don't forget a pair of heels," she added as her **** got out of the car and grabbed the bags of clothes. Mia sobbed quietly as she grabbed a box of shoes and walked off to the rest room.