She Makes It Through The First Part

SMACK

THWACK

SLAP

CRACK

“Mmmnf…”

These sounds easily emitting resounding echoes of palm prints planted firmly against a cushioned canvas of bouncy flesh as Renee tried her hardest not to make any noise. Especially on the comments towards her rear end.

“How much you wanna bet I can make it bounce?”

THWACK

“I knew you were into this shit, I saw you rub your clit at the museum in the Imax theater!”

SLAP

“Uhn”

The boys tended to hang on, rub, grab or a combination of the three with each of their smacks to the Redhead's equally crimson buttocks. As the last classmate and resident known bully Tracey smirked, reaching backwards and thrusting her hand as hard as possible towards Renee. The recoil caused the ginger to take a step forward while her cheeks wobbled in tiny circles for a good five seconds from the impact. The males eliciting a slightly harmonious wolf whistle upon the sight.

“Bet you loved that you slut. I think this outfit quite suits you.” Tracey whispered before pinching her left cheek then slamming her cheeks together and once again smacking them to the point of rippling flesh.

“NNNNNNNMMMmmmm…”

Holding back a pained scream and the want to throttle Tracey telling her off, Renee instead let out an exasperated sigh knowing that the spankings were at least over and therefore the worst of it was over. She began to place her arm across her milklumps but before she tried rubbing the ache of her bosterly bruised backside; Mr. Wagner blew his whistle loudly and began to shout towards the still soaking wet teen.

“Young lady, I did not say you could cover up!”

“Sir please, just let me go get dres-"

“No you wanted to be naked in front of your peers like at the cafeteria or your news exposé at the museum, wish granted Reluctant Redhead. And as is tradition the punishment isn't done for skinny dipping in my pool.”

“If you'd let me explain!”

“Go on.”

“My…” Renee began realizing how ridiculous it would sound. “...When I was diving my swim suit fell off my body!”

“Fell off. Leaving you completely and utterly naked.”

“Yes!”

“And where is it now?! I don't see it in the pool!”

“...it vanished…”

“Yeah just like your nerve now that you've been caught pervert. Lying is why you're being punished. Now, park your keister over to the box, or wind up like that for the rest of the school day.”

Renee grunted while she marched to where she was forced to stand. The placement of course in the middle of an orange taped off box. Which of course, was in front of a large floor to ceiling window peering into both the outdoor fields and also part of the school hallway. Wagner knew the camera in the hallway would be the perfect spot for him to check out the security feed in his spare time.

“Heads on your head and feet at shoulder width apart, NOW!"

Quickly she obeyed as she felt her assets jiggle ever so slightly in her panic to assume the position hearing her fellow peers giggle and snicker from the side and back view they had of the redheaded vixen.

“You will remain in that stance for the remainder of class. If I hear one peep or the slightest movement out of you, that'll be ten jumping jacks for each discretion. Do I make myself clear?!

“Y-yes sir!” Renee squeaked as the rush of the blush ran from her face to her entire body now perfectly displayed towards the school and the outside fields. Luckily there wasn't a passing period she reasoned. But then she remembered how her friends would cut class coming this way through the fields. She began scanning and seeing nothing but grass.

Surely just being paranoid, the very real thought of more people coming upon her and able to use their phones was dawning on Renee. Looking over at the clock she sighed with relief that there was fifteen minutes of class left. She only had to stand there in such a humiliating pose for ten more minutes before having the class would be sent to go change back to their clothes.

Surely nothing could happen in those meager ten minutes.