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White Tights Chapter Three
🕑 Added 2020-06-25 15:07:16 +0000 UTC
Chapter Three
The headmaster returned to the cabinet which he had retrieved the cane from, and removed a thick towel. He sat on the chair in the centre of the room and draped the towel over his lap.
‘Chloe, you know what you need to do.’
Chloe was rooted to the spot, seemingly unable to move. She had already thoroughly disgraced herself in front of the other girls. Could she really allow herself to be spanked as well? The girls would see her knickers, which were embarrassing enough before she had pissed in them. They would see her bald pussy, and from the sound of it they would see her put back in nappies for the first time since she was a toddler.
‘Sir is this really necessary?’ Chloe asked pleadingly.
‘Do you need the cane as well?’ The headmaster asked.
‘No sir.’
Chloe grudgingly walked towards him, painfully aware of the urine sloshing in her shoes. She draped herself over the towel and braced herself. Chloe had never been spanked before, and she realised within a few slaps that she did not have anywhere near the pain tolerance that the other girls possessed. She was flailing and kicking her legs before the headmaster had even lifted her skirt. One of her shoes was flung across the room, exposing the drenched foot of her flesh-coloured tights. Chloe could feel a rush of blood to her face as she felt the headmaster begin to lift her skirt. The colour of her tights meant that her knickers were clearly visible beneath them, and Lily couldn’t help but giggle as Chloe’s piss-saturated, bright yellow, Spongebob knickers came into view.
The spanking continued over Chloe’s wet tights, and her cheeks flushed with fresh humiliation as she heard Lily’s giggles over the noise of her own bottom being struck again and again. Chloe was sure that when the other girls were being spanked, each stage of the spanking lasted around a minute. Now that she was the one being spanked it seemed to go on for much longer. Eventually, she felt the headmaster’s thumbs hook the waistband of her tights and pull them down her legs. Chloe was acutely aware that her knickers would be next. As embarrassing as they were, she was also grateful for the cover they were currently providing. As more and more blows rained down on her now scantily clad buttocks, the headmaster began to chastise her. Every other word seemed to be accentuated with a sharp sting to her rear.
‘It’s bad enough that some of the younger girls can’t control themselves, but you are 17 years old!’ he bellowed. ‘You’ve gone and wet yourself like a baby, but don’t you worry young lady. We know just how to deal with girls who still wet their knickers at St Margaret’s!’
As he finished that sentence, Chloe felt her knickers yanked unceremoniously down her legs, and realising that Sarah now had a clear view of her hairless pussy, desperately tried to clamber off of the headmaster’s lap and pull her knickers back up. She got as far as standing up before both of her wrists were brought up over her head, held in one of the headmaster’s strong hands. As he continued to spank her bare bottom in a standing position, Chloe realised she had made a grave error. Not only had she angered the man who was spanking her even further, by standing up she had also given Jessica and Lily a perfect view of her bald fanny, and was now completely powerless to cover it up in any way. Her arms stayed lodged over her head and her piss-stained knickers hung hopelessly at mid thigh. As the slaps continued on her naked bottom, she heard Lily whisper to Jessica,
‘Look, little miss pissy pants doesn’t even have any pubes! She’s such a baby!’
These words were the final straw for Chloe, who now began to openly sob, crying tears of shame.
When the headmaster had finished punishing Chloe’s poor defenceless bottom, he told Jessica and Lily that they could get dressed. The girls didn’t waste any time in pulling up their knickers and tights and letting their skirts fall into their usual position. Jessica was still a little puffy eyed from crying, but Lily looked as if she hadn’t suffered in the slightest and was thoroughly enjoying herself.
‘Sarah, help Chloe out of her wet things,’ instructed the headmaster.
Sarah approached Chloe with a plastic bag which was already containing the shoe which she had lost during her spanking. Sarah then bent down to retrieve Chloe’s other shoe, as the humiliated girl gingerly stepped out of it. This shoe joined its twin in the plastic bag. Next, in one swift motion Sarah pulled the girl’s tights and knickers down to her feet, and had her step out of them. Finally, Chloe’s wet skirt was unzipped and removed, and placed into the plastic bag with the other items. Chloe stood completely naked from the waist down, cheeks burning bright with humiliation as her urine-streaked legs, hairless pussy and bright red bum were on display for those around her to see.
‘Sarah, bring me the box please. Let’s get Chloe into her nappy.’
