the election is under way!

It has been several days since your exchange with Michelle. You announced her idea for the election of school queen. There is a campaign underway and Michelle has been running around with several classmates who are helping her. By helping, they are basically slaving away and obeying her every whim. Posters are up all over the school. There is a couple of other contenders though. The main opponent is a girl named Stacy Adams. She is gaining quite a bit of popularity. She is a nerdy girl who promised to make the school fair and help other students.

You are in your office looking at pictures of Michelle, stroking yourself. Suddenly you get a call to go into the auditorium. You go down to see what the commotion is about. You see Michelle up in front with two teachers. Four other students are bent against a table. You stroll over to the gym teacher and ask her what is going on.

"Listen, principal Doe... it's Michelle. She wants to punish these girls here."

"Ok..." you say, "Well, she is the SPA. That is her decision, remember?"

The gym teacher looks disturbed. "I know... but this is not right. She wants to punish them for... not voting for her. It's a fair election, we can't have that."

You approach Michelle and ask what's up. She smiles "Oh hi, principal, I'm glad you are here!" she pouts, "These teachers are trying to interfere with my duties. That just isn't right, now is it?" She pouts and leans over flashing some cleavage.

"Uh, no it... it's not," you say. Michelle smiles. "As the Student Punishment Assistant, I should NEVER be questioned... in fact, " Michelle continues, "I'm tired of these teachers and having to call you for every little thing. We should not let the principal get involved for such small things, right?"

"Yes, of course, anything to keep you happy."

"That's right. In fact, I want to punish these girls. Myself. And I should have the right to do so, whenever I want, without the need for any teacher."

You think for a minute. walk up to the table and take a large leather strap. You approach Michelle and announce to the auditorium and to everyone:

"Michelle Roberts is now the official Student Punishment Director! She has the authority to punish any student in the school, anywhere, at any time and in any ways she sees fit. She does not need any teacher's authority. You are to obey her and treat her with just as much respect as you would any other faculty." You get on one knee and offer Michelle the leather strap.

The school gasps. You hope that they will go along with this and Anima hears you. Everyone quiets down. When Michelle takes the strap they clap.

She then approaches the students who are bent over the table with a wicked grin. "Okay, I will fully be enjoying this you little bitches." She laughs out loud with a wicked laugh and then gets to work, whipping their asses. Michelle then calls over to the gym teacher and orders her to pull the girls' underwear down. The gym teacher gives you a look and you nod. She reluctantly obeys. You can see how conflicted she is. This almost makes it better.

Michelle continues to whip the girls until their bottoms are covered with red welts. They are shaking and crying. You are surprised at how brutal Michelle is. The expression on her face is of utter joy as she revels in unleashing all her frustration on these innocent girls. You notice how sadistic and dangerous Michelle is... and somehow... it turns you on.

"Let this be a lesson to all of you," Michelle cries out. "This is what happens when you fuck with me! " She is drunk with power and the students look at her with fear. Then Michelle walks off as the 4 girls collapse on the floor, shaking in pain and crying like babies.

Michelle grabs your crotch as she walks off and whispers, "We are going to have a LOTS of fun at this school, you and I."

You swallow hard feeling like you are losing control of the situation. "Y-yes miss," you whimper. She slaps your ass with the strap before walking off. This time the slap is noticed by everyone as the echo resonates. They gasp.

The gym teacher looks over to the other teacher, the English teacher. "What should we do about this?" she whispers.

"I-I don't know..." she sighs. "But, I need this job, so yeah. You do whatever but I am NOT getting involved." She walks away.