What's Mitsuru up to

(chapter originally by Phantom Pen on writing.com)

Slap!

The noise rang out across the classroom followed immediately by a sharp cry. The student's palm stung somewhat from coming down so sharply on Mitsuru's ass, but minor discomfort was absolutely worth the experience. After all, it wasn't every day the Student Council President told the class that they had to punish her for her indecency.

"Th-thank you." Mitsuru choked out. Her voice was muffled somewhat by her position, her face and arms against the whiteboard, bent at the waist with her shapely backside presented to the entire classroom. "Your... your discipline is appreciated."

Not even Akihiko had been prepared for this when the duo walked into the classroom. Just as he had prepared to declare the nature of Mitsuru's "execution," she stopped him by loudly declaring her intentions to have the student body punish her. There had been hesitation and disbelief at first, but after Mitsuru gave a rousing speech like only she could, they quickly came around. Though, to be fair, the provocative position Mitsuru immediately took after finishing her speech may have had a hand in that.

"N-next please!" Mitsuru called out. "My punishment is not yet complete."

"Uh... Kirijo-san? Everyone in the class has had a turn." one student piped up.

"A-and? I don't recall saying that you were restricted to one strike." Mitsuru countered. Her cheeks were a shade of red to match her hair, and though the students could not see her face, it was an expression in **** opposition to the words that came out of her mouth. "In fact, I don't recall saying that my punishment should be limited to this classroom. I am your President. I represent all of you, not just this room!"

Despite the humiliation, despite the pain and the fact that Mitsuru knew sitting would be a tricky issue for some time as a result, the redhead could not ignore the small trickle working its way down her legs.