Friday Detention at Holy Submission School – pt. 2

Melissa awoke early on Saturday morning and as the fog of sleep cleared from her mind she wondered if it had all been a dream. She walked over to her full-length mirror, pulled up her pink teddy and pulled down her white polkadot panties and examined her ass cheeks. There they were, almost completely faded by now, but she could still make out some hand-prints. She closed her eyes and imagined the damage to her reputation if the other students at Holy Submission High School found out about this. She checked herself mid-thought, “If they find out…, you mean WHEN they find out.” There were 8 other students who all witnessed her spanking yesterday at detention. They were all underclass boys, freshmen and sophomores, who had no regard for a haughty senior girl’s carefully crafted reputation. With the senior prom just weeks away this could wreak havoc for her socially. She imagined all the other girls in her class whom she had insulted, been snide to, mocked and castigated in an effort to make herself look the better, getting a hold of this information and destroying her reputation.

Worse than just seeing her get spanked, the detention students had been required to remove all their clothing during the punishment and so they saw her completely naked, over the disciplinarian’s lap, being spanked. And then the school disciplinarian had one of the boys, a sophomore named Robert, finish Melissa’s punishment by spanking her over his desk. In the middle of that punishment the disciplinarian left the room and there was no faculty supervision. Then she remembered the other boys cheering as she was being spanked by the sophomore. She remembered them getting bolder and touching her body, her breasts, and her pussy. Then the sophomore slid his cock into her and fucked her over the disciplinarian’s desk. The other students all furiously masturbated to the scene, watching a bitchy senior girl being spanked and then fucked by the very underclass boys that she publicly mocked.

As Melissa remembered all the details of yesterday’s humiliating detention, she bit her lower lip and slid her hand into her panties. She moved her middle finger slowly up and down her pussy lips. She felt a strong tingling sensation and then wetness. She moved her finger onto her clit and slowly circled around it as she thought about herself being spanked and fucked yesterday. Even though it was humiliating, she had never cum so hard in her young life. She remembered the lust in the boys eyes as they groped her, squeezed her ass, pinched her nipples and pulled her hair. She continued playing with her clit which was now engorged and protruding beyond her pussy lips. She moved her fingers faster and faster as she remembered the sophomore grab her hips and slide his throbbing cock in her. She had turned him down in a very cruel way at the Halloween Dance and her girlfriends all laughed at his rejection as he walked away. But now he was fucking her doggy-style! Melissa’s body writhed as she orgasmed to these memories. She muffled her moans to prevent her parents from hearing her naughty behavior.

After a few minutes laying bed, Melissa recovered from her orgasm and her thoughts returned to the terrible risks that her reputation was now in. She cursed the disciplinarian for enforcing such puritanical punishment methods, she cursed the teacher who made her go to detention for missing her report… then she remembered her suspicion about her younger brother Matt. Melissa had worked hard on that report and knew that she put it in her backpack yesterday morning. When she got to class, though, it was gone. The only person who had access to it was Matt. She had left it at the breakfast table before school and had run upstairs to fetch her cosmetic case. He must have taken her report for the sole purpose of getting her in trouble at school. “That little bastard!” Melissa thought. “I am going to beat his ass if he did this.”

Melissa put on her short pink terrycloth robe and fuzzy pink slippers and headed downstairs. She met her mother in the downstairs hallway. She was dressed in her workout sweats and sneakers and told Melissa that she was headed out for a run and would be back later that morning. Also, her mom mentioned that her father had to work today so he would not be back until dinner time. “Perfect” Melissa thought, “this will give me time to search the house for any evidence about my report.” Melissa then headed into the kitchen and noticed her brother’s backpack hanging on the wall hook. She opened it up and sure enough there was her report. The one she had worked two weeks on and the one that caused her to be sent to detention because she couldn’t find it. A surge of rage ran through her body, her hands were visibly shaking as she realized the treachery that her brother had committed against her.