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White Tights Chapter Four
🕑 Added 2020-06-28 06:57:13 +0000 UTC
Chapter Four
The headmaster opened the box and pulled out a packet of Huggies baby wipes. He gave them to Sarah.
‘See that she’s completely clean before we go any further,’ he instructed.
Sarah then took a couple of wipes from the packet, and started at Chloe’s feet. As the cold wipes worked their way up Chloe’s legs, she realised that Sarah was going to wipe her most private areas. Just before Sarah got to the top of Chloe’s legs, she discarded the wipes and got a fresh one from the packet.
‘I might need a few wipes for this next bit, she’s absolutely covered in wee,’ stated Sarah to nobody in particular. All the while, Lily was grinning like a Cheshire cat. As the cold baby wipe touched the delicate folds of Chloe’s vagina, she shuddered. Undeterred, Sarah rubbed the wipe over Chloe’s pussy, roughly, several times, making sure it was very clean. When Sarah discarded that wipe, Chloe thought that the wiping ordeal was over, but she was wrong. Just as she started to relax she felt another cool baby wipe on her stinging bum cheek. Once again, Sarah was not overly gentle, and roughly wiped both cheeks to ensure they were free of urine. What came next was truly unexpected, not only by Chloe, but also by Jessica and Lily. Chloe’s eyes went wide as Sarah parted her cheeks and roughly wiped her crack, paying particular attention to her tight arsehole. Sarah then came to the front of Chloe and produced the wipe for all to see. There was a distinct brown mark on it.
‘I think some time in nappies will do the girl good,’ stated Sarah.
Lily couldn’t control her laughter, and even Jessica, who had appeared sympathetic until now, was smirking at Chloe.
‘That truly is disgusting Chloe,’ said the headmaster with condemnation. ‘Usually girls who are punished with the white tights must wear them for a week. However, given your age, and your clear lack of self-control, I think it would be best if you wore them for the whole term.’
Chloe simply looked down at the floor hoping that it would swallow her up.
The headmaster returned to box and withdrew a pink changing mat. It was juvenile in design, but clearly large enough for children who should be long out of nappies. Despite this, Chloe realised that it wasn’t designed for girls as old as 17. The headmaster moved the chair from the middle of the room, and replaced it with the changing mat.
‘Lie down Chloe.’
By this point, Chloe had no more fight left in her. She resigned herself to her fate, and lay on her back, legs closed.
‘Jessica, Lily and Sarah, I want you to watch this and let it serve as a stark reminder for you. At St Margaret’s, girls who behave like babies are treated like babies,’ stated the headmaster as if it was the most normal thing in the world. The girls gathered round to see the spectacle of 17 year old Chloe being put into a nappy by the headmaster.
‘Open your legs Chloe,’ said the headmaster sternly.
Chloe reluctantly complied, giving everybody their best view yet of her completely hairless pussy. The headmaster left her in that position, with the girls leering at her while he went back to the box.
‘I can’t wait to get you back to class Chloe,’ sneered Lily.
The headmaster returned with two items that got Chloe’s heart racing in a frantic panic. She knew there was nothing she could do, but she desperately wanted to run away, even if it meant running through the hallways of the school with her humiliating fanny and freshly spanked arse on show. Anything but the nappy. But she didn’t run. As the headmaster unfolded the nappy, she actually complied with him as he told her lift up so he could slide it underneath her. Next he picked up the other item he’d brought from the box, a bottle of baby powder. He liberally sprinkled it between Chloe’s legs, before grabbing both of her ankles in one hand and lifting them up so that he could powder her bum. Chloe cried fresh tears as she realised how juvenile she must look. The fact that Lily was here to see it all only made things ten times worse. The headmaster lowered her legs and spread them apart again, before bringing the front of the nappy up. Chloe should have been relieved to no longer be exposed, but this somehow seemed worse. As the headmaster started to do up the tabs to secure the nappy in place, he started speaking.
‘To ensure that there is no claim of confusion at a later stage, allow me to make things quite clear now. You are not, under any circumstances, to remove your nappy, or the tights that will be placed on you in a moment. Not while you are at school. I will be sending a letter home suggesting to your parents that the same rules apply at home. Only a member of teaching staff or a prefect can remove them for you, and they are under no obligation to do so. You should also be aware, that any teacher or prefect can check, change or remove your nappy at any point they chose. Failure to comply with these rules may result in my devising an even more humiliating punishment method, and I should warn you that I am incredibly imaginative.’
With his lecture complete, the headmaster motioned for Sarah to fetch the white tights. These tights would let anybody who saw Chloe know that she had suffered an embarrassing accident, and that she was now wearing a nappy. As Sarah helped Chloe into the tights, the full impact of what he had said hit home. She wasn’t on particularly good terms with any of the prefects, and the teachers were notorious for their lack of compassion when it came to girls wearing white tights. Chloe suspected that her humiliation was only just beginning, and the headmaster had told her that she would be treated like this for the whole term! At least her father wouldn’t go in for doing it at home. At least, Chloe hoped that he wouldn’t. As Chloe stood there, her nappy clearly visible under her tights, Sarah’s voice pulled her away from her thoughts.
‘Chloe, put these on, we need to get you back to class.’
Sarah was holding out a fresh school skirt and a pair of Mary-Jane shoes.
‘Yes, put them on Chloe,’ chided Lily, ‘You wouldn’t want everybody to see your nappy would you?’
