1. Punished At St. Sades by loyalsock


    Date: 8/23/2017, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: loyalsock, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    as my self- respect drained away I hunched up my body and reached behind to my bra clasp. As I pulled the straps from my shoulders the garment came away and I felt the cold air on my boobs. I was aware of a very uncomfortable tingling in my tender nipples as I placed the warm bra on the chair and then made my hands go to the sides of my knickers and push downwards. My face was burning as I exposed my little furry triangle to the woman's eyes and I was aware that the embarrassing hair did nothing to cover the fleshy lips between my thighs. I also shed my shoes and socks. Reverend Mother stood and came around to my side of the desk. &#034Have you not learned to fold your clothes c***d?&#034 &#034Yes Reverend Mother, sorry Reverend Mother.&#034 I bent to fold each garment aware of my breasts hanging free. To my intense alarm my nipples had swollen and I had a terrible urge to caress them to ease the discomfort but I knew I could not do that. There was also a tightness between my legs which was increasing. When there was a neat pile of folded laundry on the chair Reverend Mother ordered me to fold my arms behind my back and hold my elbows in my hands. As soon as I had adopted the humiliating position she strode to the door and opened it. &#034Come with me.&#034 This was too much. I fell to my knees on the carpet. &#034Please Reverend Mother don't make me go out into the corridor. I can't go out there like this. Please.&#034 She moved like lightning towards me and I never saw the ...
    slaps coming. Her hand caught me across the left cheek and then zipped back onto the right making my face sting, my ears ring and my eyes water. The anger in her voice was terrifying. &#034Get up right now and come with me!&#034 It was impossible to withstand the f***e of her command. I stood, placed my arms behind me and walked out of the door into the corridor with her. Girls were trooping into Assembly and, of course, they all gawped at my naked body. Some gasped and others giggled with their hands over their mouth. The air was full of whispering. In utter misery I walked beside Reverend Mother into the hall and up the steps onto the platform where she positioned me at the side of the stage facing my peers. I was looking at my toes and trying to make the tensions in my nipples and down there go away as Reverend Mother opened the Assembly and then she began to speak about me. Every word was like a whiplash as she told the whole school what a disgusting creature I was and how I needed correction for my own good and to discourage any girl who might be in danger of becoming like me. Towards the end of the discourse when I was having to work really hard at not sobbing out loud she put her hand into the pocket of her habit and took out a large white bar of school soap. She advanced upon me telling the school about the penalty for filthy speech and she ordered me to open my mouth. Of course I obeyed and she thrust the soap into my mouth and commanded me to bite down. A ripple of ...
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