Yes

After a couple of seconds thinking, Dawn eventually decided going to class as she was would be foolish. Not only would it be embarrassing, but without her bag and book it would almost certainly warrant a punishment anyway.

With her head down, and boobs bouncing wildly and painfully Dawn raced back to the nurses office. With a quick knock, She burst into the office to find it now empty, but her back and clothes were piled neatly on a chair near the door. Pulling off the vest she quickly got dressed grabbed her bag and headed to her first lesson, physics.

From the second she walked in Dawn began to think going back for her clothes might have been a mistake. Before finding the rulebook, John Franxs had been laid back even by the very relaxed atmosphere of Grange Hall, like many of the teachers, he had been happy for the students to use his first name and usually showed up in ripped jeans and a faded band tshirt. Today however, he was in full suit, his normally scruffy hair was neatly combed, and his scraggly beard was neatly trimmed. All topped with a face like thunder as he glared at Dawn for the interruption.

"Why are you late Annderson?"

"I....ummmm.... sorry John, I had to see the nurse" not exactly true, but hopefully close enough if anyone checked up on it.

John blinked, obviously taken aback by the use of his first name. "and you have a note do you MISS Annderson?"

John's over emphasis of Miss, instantly made dawn realise her mistake. _Of course a place this formal wouldn't let you use teachers first names. Stupid! _Dawn knew she was going to have to be careful in the future. If only she could make it through the day.

"well..." John stared at her.

"I...ummm.... I" Dawns lip started to tremble slightly.

"Skirt off. Come here. Now. Bend over the desk"

With her hands shaking Dawn unclasped her skirt letting it drop to the ground. If she wasn't worried about what was going to happen next, she would have almost found it funny, she was normally so shy and scared of standing out, not to mention body concious. and her she was second time this morning she was going to show her ill fitting panties to her class mates.

Walking over to John's desk, Dawn bent over her ass facing the classing, knowing they could all see the wedgy.

"palms flat on the desk, and If you move them I will double the punishment."

Before Dawn could even react, she felt thumbs in the side of her waist band and her panties were yanked down to her knees. Without thinking she instantly stood up trying her best to cover her now exposed pussy with her hands. "Nooo! please"

SLAP!

without warning a heavy leather strap slapped across her ass.

"I said palms flat on the desk" SLAP SLAP SLAP

"OOOWWWWW"

"now. I suggest you get back in position"

Nodding meekly Dawn bent back over the desk awaiting the heavy strap.

SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP. SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP. SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP. SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP.

The strap made its way all over dawns ample buttocks, leaving no part unstruck. as the pain subsided and the tears rolled freely down Dawns face. She became aware at some point during the spanking, she had kicked so wildly the panties had come off completely. John carefully laid the strap on the desk next to Dawn before picking something out of a draw.

"Now will I get any more interruptions from you, Miss Annderson?"

Sob "no...." Sob "Sir" sniff.

As she spoke Dawn suffered a final indignity as something softish, pushed firmly but gently into her ass. Dawn's newfound memories tell her that one of the school rules is the school crest must be visible on both top and bottoms of students at all times. As she was now bottomless her ass has now been stamped with an ink stamp of the school crest.

"Good. Now that deals with the tardiness and the lies. For calling my by my first name, you will come back here at first break. Go to your seat now"

Completely forgetting she was bottomless, Dawn immediately scurried away to her seat and gingerly sat down on her burning bum. There's a few more giggles, but all very discreet. After a second Dawn understands it's because no one wants a similar punishment for disruption. The rest of the class is fairly uneventful, although focusing is difficult, between the pain, shame and trying to keep an eye on her panties.

As the lesson ends, Dawn quickly packed away her things before rushing to the front of the class where to her horror she saw John locking her skirt and panties in his desk draw.

"Please Sir, can I have my clothes back."

"You may retrieve them after detention"

With a gulp, dawn nodded. "Yes, Sir"

Hanging one hand between her legs as casually as she can and wishing she had trimmed more recently, Dawn headed off to her next class.

Thankfully this was relatively uneventful, and before long it's first break.

Walking back into the classroom, Dawn sees........