Training Begins

After her first week at the school and generally settling in Cindi found herself reporting into a large building on the edge of campus that looked like a small aircraft hanger. Both of the large bay doors were closed when she was lead into the open space to find Erin and a few other staff members she didn't recognize but who were in lab coats. Unsure of how to address them but with no need to at this time Cindi instead remained silent as she was lead around the facility. There were about 8 such groups of 5 wondering around.

1 student, 1 advisor, and 3 people in labcoats. Each of the students was wearing a slightly odd looking pair of wrap around sunglasses. They seemed normal enough until closer inspection showed them to be goggle like fully encasing the eyes, with earbuds wrapping around and into the students ears. From the way the students stumbled around uneasily unless guided Cindi figured they must be blackout shades of some kind.

As they walked around the edge of the hanger Cindi's eyes were drawn to the activities the different students were engaging in, one was simply laying out under a heat lamp naked, one was performing yoga topless, another was in her school uniform and as Cindi watched she was lead 20 paces out and seemed to struggle a bit as she used her hands to lower her skirt and underwear, (a flash of jealousy hit Cindi as she saw the white cotton briefs).

She was lead into a side room with a white board and a few desks as one of the men in lab-coats and Erin began explaining the training course. A powerpoint slide of "Obedience Training 101" flashed across the board.
The long and short of it to Cindi's understanding after the 15 minute explanation was thus. The sunglasses were indeed blackout blinders as Cindi had suspected. The earbuds where designed to be sound canceling, but also played a white noise (generally a generic crowd, sometimes waves of forest sounds, things appropriate for the theme). The result was a student with no knowledge of their surroundings. With only the voice and hands of their adviser to guide them.
They would then be given orders by their adviser through a special mic paired to her earbuds that used a modified version of the tech used to cancel helicopter blade noise to only pick up the voice of the adviser. The students would then be judged on how intently they attempted to follow the order in a timely manner.

The sessions would generally last upwards of 3 hours. The hanger was one of the only places on campus tourist were not allowed to attend. That was all easy enough and would probably be a welcome if humbling break from the rest of the school day were it not for the course itself.
The girls were walked around, loaded into cars, or onto open air seats mounted on the back of school branded pickups. Usually the girls were just lead back into the hanger and told they were somewhere public or else not told anything at all as they were then lead through embarrassing things they themselves had to do.

The naked girl under the heat lamps had been told she was outside the main gates of the school and was hearing traffic noise as her adviser told her to spread her legs wider.
The girl doing topless yoga was hearing the sounds of central park as she stood up and took a bow loudly thanked her class before pulling her shorts to her knees and bowing turning around and bowing again, and only when told to pulling back up her shorts.

Naturally these simulations for the girls wouldn't have any teeth if the circumstances weren't sometimes also true. It also wasn't uncommon for the sessions to be taken to local parks. The whole idea was for the student to respond to the order regardless of circumstances.

The more you delayed from an order or didn't try to complete it fully the more additional training sessions you would be scheduled for and the more extensive they would become. Every student had at least 1 a week, Cindi was scheduled for 3 a week to start with to help her catch up from the missing first semester.

Cindi read over carefully the form she was handed that said she understood the rules and was willingly proceeding with the training course. She had barely finished signing the form when the goggles were put over her head and a somewhat familiar sounding crowd and she was certain she heard her own name a few times, played in her ears drowning out all other sound. Erin's voice cut through clear as day amidst the wash of hundreds of excited people. "Do you like it? I had them make it specially for you, it's the crowd audio from your public spanking last week. Now strip"
"We've got a bit of a drive ahead."