Consequences

A minute later you hear a sobbing Linda crawling down the stairs. "Mom?" you hear her voice quivering while she calls for her.

"I am here, hun. Let's sit down in the living room, shall we?" She offers. Both of them know why she came down, so they head to do what needs to be done. As they enter, Barbara looks at you conflicted, uncertain what to do, so you simply smile and revoke her permission to notice you - for now. Sure, you initially had planned differently, but initially you did not expect to get a crying Linda already delivered to you.

"Okay hun, why don't you tell me what happened?" The mother started to ask and sobbing, her daughter obliged.

"It started to be a normal day. A better one, with Adrian gone, I thought, you know..." You and Barbara both frowned at that. However, apparently it was not worth an interruption yet, so she remained quiet.

"Everything was normal until the last lesson." She continued.

One Hour Earlier

Linda was sitting in her chair in the last lesson for today - geography. A boring topic. And it didn't get better since the teacher was a boring old guy who probably counted each stone on each of the earths crusts that he loves to talk about so much. Stupid greezer.

"Hey have you heard?" she could hear mumbling behind herself and turned around. Yup. It was two guys who were whispering to each other and pointing at her. She turned back to the front and hid her face in her hands to cover her smile. This was going way too good.

"Are you sure?" - "Yeah, there is more than enough proof, it's solid. Really." She could hear them talking more. Adrian had given her a gift by pulling her into that room. Did she feel sorry for him? Yeah. She truly did. But that's life. You can't look at the dirt you are stumbling over on your way to the top. You have to step on it and stand fast.

The bell rang and Linda got up while packing up her things when - SMACK - she jumped up and turned around. One of the guys that had just been gossiping stood behind her, his hand raised. He just had slapped - no, spanked - her ass. Hard. "Excuse me?"

"Oh, sorry, my hand just slipped, didn't mean to slap you." He just said... and then he raised and put them both on her chest, groping her breasts. She was taken aback and stepped backwards.

"What do you think you are doing? What the hell?" He looked a bit confused.

"What do you mean, I just wanted to make up for slapping you by making you feel a bit better. Also I havent touched tits in a while so I figured I might just grab yours so we both win from it." Ooookay, what the fuck was going on. She looked around and saw that she was surrounded by packing students. Most of them were ignoring the situation, while others looked.

"Mr. Gillerson?" She called out to the teacher and the boy backed off.

"Jeez, calm your tits, I apologized." But that was not enough obviously. This jerk just molested her and thought she would let him get away with it? She was the future queen bee of the school, she would not let a loser from the last row get at her ass, or her tits, ever again.

"Mr Gillerson!" She demanded more than she asked again and the old man stepped next to her. "Fabian just groped me!" She spat out, expecting the teacher to instantly call for the headmaster or do something similar, but instead he just looked at her.

"And... your point is?" She blinked a few times. What?

"And... that's illegal? That's sexual harassment! It's not rape, but who knows what he might have done if I was alone with him?" The man sighed.

"I really am too old for you younglings." He moaned and sat down on the desk next to himself, just to grab Linda at her arm and pulled her over his own lap. In a quick motion as if it was nothing serious, he pulled up her skirt, grabbed her panties and pulled them down. Just like that, her privates had been revealed to most of the class.

Of course she was furious and tried to kick out of it, slap him or defend herself in any way, but he simply was too strong. Even with only one hand he managed to hold her in this position without her being able to move a bit.

"Now, I am not sure how much is proper, so Fabian, just tell me when you think she learned her lesson, okay?" She heard the old man say. Well old man seems to be overly inaccurate since his muscles seem to be that of a 20 year old if he could hold her like this.

His hand sank down on her bare ass, leaving her yelping. And again right after, on the very same spot. He did not give her a spanking to make her realize a mistake, as it seemed. He simply spanked. Quick and hard. Over and over. All the spots on her ass got hit, hell some hit even between her legs on her pussy. And those hits got increasingly more often. For a full five minutes was she forced to endure more and more spankings until Fabian finally said. "I think thats enough. You can go on, as a teacher it's your call, but for me that's OK."

The teacher did not stop instantly but gave her three more - all directly between her legs instead - and then shoved her off his legs. "Alright then, head home. Class is over already!" He slowly trotted outside.