School Bitch Gets Some Punishment

“Okay, class.” Tom called out, as he stood up from behind his desk and picked up the stack of papers from in front of him. “Here are your essays. I finished grading them this weekend so I’m going to hand them back. Some of you did well, others did not.”

He began to walk down the rows of desks and passed back papers to each respective student in his senior english class. He could see students turn to their surrounding classmates and share grades and talk about what comments he had written. Some of them just sat quietly and looked down because they had done poorly. Finished passing the grades out, he returned to the chair behind his desk and sat down.

“Okay well that’s about all I have for you all today so I’m going to let you out to lunch a few minutes early. Remember there is a poetry quiz tomorrow and the book test is still scheduled for Friday so keep reading on that. Class dismissed.”

Tom turned to his computer to finish up some work as the students collected their things and shuffled out the door towards the cafeteria. As the last student was filing out, one girl came up to stand beside his desk and dropped her essay in front of him. He looked up to see that it was Clarrissa, a pretty brunette that sat in the front row.

“Something I can help you with, Clarrissa? He asked, leaning back in his chair.

“Mr. Phillips you gave me a sixty three on this assignment.” She replied.

“Yeah I found multiple punctuation and spelling errors and I felt that your conclusion was fairly weak. It didn’t tie the paper together like it needed to. I think that was a fair grade for what you wrote.”

“Please I need at least a 3.7 GPA to get into my number one college. This grade counts big on our semester grade and I really need to bring my average up in this class. It’s the only grade holding me back. Please can I do something to change this grade?”

“I’m sorry, Clarrissa but you know that I don’t do grade changes. If you want my advice, do exceptional on this poetry quiz and book test coming up and that should help to correct this paper.”

“But…”

“No arguments on this. Now if there isn’t anything else, I have other papers to finish grading.”

Clarrissa snatched up her paper and stalked out of the room, angry and flustered. She put her books in her locker and walked to lunch. As she was about to enter the cafeteria, she heard footsteps running up behind her and someone put a hand on her shoulder. She turned to find one of the girls in her grade, Lisa, facing her.

“Clarrissa you have a car, right?” Lisa asked, a little breathless.

“Umm…yeah, why?” Clarrissa replied.

“Can you do me a huge favor? This is a really big thing and I need your help.” Lisa said.

“Uh… I guess…” Clarrissa said, with some apprehension.

Clarrissa had never really like Lisa that much. Lisa was a typical high school queen. She was a curvaceous beauty with long blonde hair and a perfect face. Her large, full breasts and curvy bubble butt paired with her slim form gave her the best body in the school and she knew it. She treated the other girls with disdain and would often take advantage of her popularity and looks to get what she wanted. Clarrissa knew that was what was happening now. Although Clarrissa was quite pretty herself, she knew that she didn’t compare to Lisa in the looks department and that Lisa was going to use her status to get something from the less popular girl.

“Great. I know this is a big favor but I really need to borrow a car for this weekend. Me and some friends are going to a concert and we need a mode of transportation. Please I really would appreciate it and I would owe you a favor. What do you say?”

The last thing Clarrissa wanted to do was let this bitch borrow her car. But as she contemplated refusing the request, an idea popped into her head. An idea that would let her get some revenge on Lisa and would possibly help her mend her botched essay grade in Mr. Phillips class.

“Fine.” Clarrissa replied. “But you owe me a favor. A big favor. And I expect my car to be cared for.”

Lisa smiled sweetly, knowing that she had won yet another encounter with someone.

“Of course, yeah, sure. Thank you, sweetie. I owe you one.” Lisa said, with fake appreciation.

With that, Lisa walked past Clarrissa into the cafeteria to go find her friends and let them know that she had gotten them a car for the weekend. Clarrissa followed a few seconds later and sat with a few of her friends. She spent the entirety of lunch mulling over her plan and how she should best go about this. She didn’t speak to anyone but just lost herself in her own thoughts until the end of the period and lunch had ended. She spent the remainder of the school day, lost in her own giddy thought with anticipation and some fear about what she was planning on doing but finally she had the whole thing cooked up in her mind and was ready to put it into action.

When school had ended, Clarrissa drove home, hoping that her parents weren’t in the house right now. To her relief, there were no cars in the driveway and the house was empty when she got there. She made her way to her parents room and began to search the room for what she thought she might need. She finally found her parents few sex toys in the closet in a drawer. She looked over the toys and picked up a pair of handcuffs and stuffed them in her bag. She was about to leave when something caught her eye. It was a ring gag and Lisa smiled wickedly to herself when she saw it. She picked that up as well and threw that in with the handcuffs before racing down the stairs and driving back to school.

Clarrissa walked down the hall to her english classroom to ensure that Mr. Phillips was still there and to her luck, he was still seated behind his desk grading the other class’s papers. She smiled to herself because she knew he would be there for a while finishing that up and that she would have time to wait for Lisa to get done with cheerleading practice. The next hour couldn’t go fast enough for Clarrissa. She tried to get some homework done but she was too on edge and full of fear and excitement.

Finally, she saw out the window that the cheerleaders had finished practice and were headed back to the locker room. She hurried to the athletic wing of the building to make sure she caught Lisa before she left. A minute or so after she arrived outside of the girls locker room, Lisa walked out in, still in her cheerleader’s outfit with her bag slung over her shoulder.

“Lisa.” Clarrissa called out.

“Oh hi, Clarrissa!” Lisa replied with mock happiness and a sweet smile. “Can I help you?”

“Yes actually.” Clarrissa replied, confidently. “You remember that favor you owe me? I’m calling it in now. I need your help with something.”

Lisa’s face darkened but she kept on an air of kindness. She hadn’t actually expected her to call in on the favor.

“Sure, sweetie.