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**ZeldaFan64** · August 7th, 2018, 11:33 AM

“MMMMMMMM!!!” Oh that was DISGUSTING! She couldn’t believe that it was entering her mouth!! Such filthy disgusting substance entering her mouth made her move and squirm as much as she could. Oh it was completely disgusting! Bleh!!
“MMPH!” Her eyes shot open like an owl’s as a piping-hot sensation effected her bottom, warming it up like the hairbrushes of the pulley. “Hey!! Ish nutta head!! Ish m’butt!!” She tried getting out of such a terrible situation.

**Jinchu** · August 7th, 2018, 11:45 AM

Of course, the chair was unable to comrehend human speech (even if Arianna's mouth wasn't occupied and she could speek clearly). Once the programm was putten in action, it had to continue till the end. The boot brush finally left the girl's mouth alone, and the machine removed the super hot towel from her bare bottom... just to start rubbing and polishing it with another one. But the machine glitched again, and the intensity was not right at all - after a few movements the towel was smacking Arianna's ass like a whip!..

**ZeldaFan64** · August 7th, 2018, 01:02 PM

“... OH GOD THAT WAS FUCKING DISGUSTING?! WHAT THE-NNNGH!!” She was angered and yet incredibly humiliated by the towel suddenly rubbing her ass. She wanted to get off this chair but for some reason it continued applying treatment to her butt! This was just too much so she tried to stop this machine but nothing happened! She felt the chair rumble and so quivered as she might have caused something.

“OW! Ouch!! Ngh!! Yah!! Aaaah!! Whoa! Too hot! Too hot! Fuck off!!”

**Jinchu** · August 9th, 2018, 12:36 PM

WHOOOP!! CRACK!!! WHOOOSH!!! SMACK!!!

The chair contnued to whip Arianna's ass with the hot, tightly twisted towel on full force. The restrains were after all these years hard enough to hold the wiggling and struggling teen in place. It continued for at least five minutes straight, but finally the towel was removed somethere in the depths of teh machine.

But teh chair didn't let Arianna go yet...

**ZeldaFan64** · August 9th, 2018, 12:45 PM

Throughout those five minutes of towel-whipping, the girl was reduced to a bawling and blubbering mess as she despised getting her own ass stuck in these machines. Why would someone think up of something so cruel to punish their students? Don’t they know that they could severely bruise their bottoms? The more she thought about it, the more she resented the faculty for not punishing the students themselves, the principal for allowing such a system to commence and even her own parents for sending her to this cesspool of a school...!

Some way to spend her own weekend; she could have been spending time with Martha and her friends, or even doing to see her parents, but nooooo she just had to be strapped upside-down with a black face and a wet and reddened bottom all from an out-of-control machine that was thrown away in here for a reason!

Why did she have to stumble in this very out-of-bounds attic? Why, oh why, oh why...?

**Jinchu** · August 10th, 2018, 08:35 AM

Two mechanical palms appeared from the cahir's back and started to smacka nd pat and squeeze Arianna's butt-cheeks, which was probably considered to be massage. But after the abuse her bottom recived before it was rather an unpleasant treament! After a bit the automatic lipstic, mascara and such appeared, drawing a kind of a clown face on the teen's ass. Finally, a big bottle of cologne appeared and sprayed right between Arianna's cheeks (the spirit in the spat certainly not feeling nice for her!). "You're welcome, ma'am!" the mechanical voice announced, as the chair let her go finally.

**ZeldaFan64** · August 10th, 2018, 10:28 AM

“Nn-yargh! Aaah! No!” Arianna wept, lifting her head to yell from the robot hands smacking her heinie. The treatment that they would give for a massage wasn’t even remotely close to an actual relaxment as she was the complete OPPOSITE! The poor girl couldn’t believe that it got even worse and ludicrous the more it tried to treat her. “Aaah WHAT THE- LIPSTICK?! ON MY ASS?! YOU CAN’T BE- OOOH!” That little wet that effected her crack made her jolt.

Finally after so long, she was released and so she gave a forward roll and landed on her back. “Ngh...! Ohhh...!” She got up and looked in a large mirror the very machine showed her. What she could see is a little girl in a baby dropseat, her face and tongue included pitch-black and once she turned, her bottom was wet, steaming and covered in a ridiculous clown make-up as if it was sneezed all over it.

“...” no comment. She just wanted to leave. “How do I get out of here...?”

**Jinchu** · August 10th, 2018, 10:52 AM

For once Arianna was fortunate, though. In the mirror she saw the old, dusty, but recognizable "EXIT" sign behind her back. The way there seemed clear, with no semi-finished robots or trap-doors she'd have to pass by...

**ZeldaFan64** · August 10th, 2018, 02:04 PM

She kept the dropseat up just to cover her cheeks before she left towards the exit. As horrifying as this place sounded, it honestly was easy to get out. She didn’t speed up but instead take her time for she wanted to rethink her choices staying in this school.

As soon as she got out, she closed the door sharply. She also took a gander at the entrance which was directly next door and ran towards it, where she slammed the door shut and found a large plant to literally hide it. Her back went against the wall and she took a few minutes to process what had happened to her...

“Well, best enjoy my Saturday while I can... hope tomorrow won’t be as bad...” and so she made her way back to her dorm, which means crossing the corridor wearing a suit that wouldn’t be as bad because a few girls wore them at night, but her face was covered in darkness... and the dropseat kept on falling down...

**Jinchu** · August 13th, 2018, 10:00 AM

Fortunately for Arianna, there were much less students at weekend, but still she attracted rather a lot of confused, surprised and mocking looks and could hear giggling behind her back more then ones. It seemed like some of the girls wished to approach toher and ask what happened, but Arianna just looked to... odd to do so.

But finally the teenage girl reached her room and could (though not with ease) wash both her face and her sore butt and change to a more appropriate clothing (though the set of school uniform and underwear she put on this morning was lost forever in the creepy depths of forgotten storage basement.

And so time went and the Sunday came...