Westerberg will knock you out and send your ass to hell! (for tailsy125)

[Jinchu]

Every school has a certain hierarchy, but Westerburg High had it badly. Thanks to the Heathers, mostly. These three (recently four) bitches dominated the whole school, students and teachers alike. They very beautuful, rich, popular and treted everyone like dirt. They floated above others - and pretty often they were also shitting on people from above, like some kind of paradise birds.

For a very long time everyone took it as given, charmed and paralised by the Heathers' glamour. But one day the patience of the kids who were on the low levels of school's "food chain" and also some of the teachers who hadn't yet lost their self-respect completely, was over.

And they decided to give the Heathers a lesson. They created a plan.

Mrs. White, the new history teacher, optomostic man in his early 30, wearing square glasses and fine shirts, and Mrs. Kelly, the math teacher, young cute woman with a high ginger ponytail, informed the Heathers (and Veroinca) that they had special additional lessons on Saturday. It was a blantant lie, but the teachers supporting each other as "independent" source made it look real; even the other students soundly talked about how the Saturday lessons sucked, then the four bitches were around.

So, at the Saturday the Westerburg High School, presented by two brave teachers and a few dozens of angry, frustrated students, was waiting for it's queens...

[Bombay]

The Heathers and Veronica were instructed to be at the school at 10am sharp, but these girls don’t listen to the rules and stuff like that can be bent with a pretty bat of the eye or some false excuse. There was no way these girls were going to get up early on a Saturday, let alone for some foolish lesson, so all four girls walked in at about 11 o’clock holding Starbucks cups in hand and looking at the teachers. Veronica went up to Mrs. White clearly freaking out about them being so late “I am so sorry there was traffic an-“ but before another word could come out of her mouth, Chandler grabbed her by the scruff of her neck and pulled her back “if you know what’s good for you, you’ll shut it and take your seat” the leader whispered and hissed at the girl who quickly did as instructed. Chandler then went up to the older woman with a soft smile on her face “Heather wasn’t feeling well over a recent death in the family, so we were merely trying to make her feel better. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with helping a friend out and being a few minutes late”

As their leader was explaining it, the other two jump into motion playing along with whatever lie Chandler came up with. Duke placed her head in McNamara’s shoulder and she gently pat her back “there there Heather, it’s going to be okay, I’m sure heaven isn’t that bad”. Chandler glared back at the two to tone it down and they quickly took their seats. Chandler then turned around with a small smile on her face “if that’ll be all, I do think we should get the lesson started. I’m sure you don’t want to be here as much as the other students don’t want to be here so chop chop” she said before slinking into her seat and crossing her leg. Veronica looked back at the other students and something felt…off. She couldn’t put her finger on it, but the look in their eyes are almost like a savage pack of animals.

[Jinchu]

Mr. White listened to this blantant lie with completely straight face. The more they act like luittle shits they less remorse he'll feel leading them through a world of pain.



"Yes, girls, I beluve it's time for the lesson to start" his collegue entered the classroom and nodded, showing, that all the ways out of the school were now blocked and the four brats won't get away from thjeir deserved punishment. The woman smiled. "That lesson is very special, girls, so we weren't starting without you. It's about responsibilities, honesty, respect to others and other things you four need to learn so badly. You see, for much too long both school stuff and your peers, not to mention your parents, let you get away with the horrible, horrible behaviour you've shown, but now these responsible students decided to help us with this lesson." The other sudents in the class gave four girls either unfriendly glances or smiled omniously.



"Now you have a chance to apologize and explain your previous behaviour, before we start the lesson for real" Mrs. Kelly stepped forward, looking each of four girls in the eyes. She belived there could be something good in everyone... or at least she wanted to belive. Also, that sweet girl Martha especially asked her to give Veronica a chance...

[Bombay]

It seems as though Veronica was the only one who noticed that the door is conveniently blocked by the other teacher and she can only guess that the windows are locked when the teacher starts to speak. no high school would wait for four random students, and no program would explain it as “special”. Veronica starts to nibble on her bottom lip and her mind starts racing. Does she go behind Heather and give up everything she’s been working so hard for, or does she come clean now and hope to weasel her way out of whatever they have in mind for the girls? Veronica gulps loudly as she can feel the cold glares of her classmates, but the main Heather doesn’t seem intimidated. With a small smirk quivering on her lips, she crosses her legs “horrible behavior you say? You mean holding this school by the balls and twisting it whenever needed? Oh, I’m so sorry for caring about this shit hole of a high school and trying to steer the undesirable students here who without me would be nothing. You should be lucky to have us, but since you’re not, please show us a lesson” she says clearly not caring before she pulls out her phone and starts texting away.



The other two Heathers quickly followed in suit crossing their arms just like their superior and shaking her head “we have nothing to apologize for!” Duke added “yeah, we were just helping you ingrates!” McNamara said with a smirk. Veronica kept internally freaking out before Mrs. Kelly locked eyes with her “uhhhh…w-well…” she started to stutter before Chandler looked back at her “n-no…I have nothing to apologize for miss…” she says defeated

[Jinchu]

Mrs. Kelly sighed. Well, if there was good in these four, it was burried ve-e-ery deep. Well, at least now she didn't have to feel bad about their "lesson". She noticed Veronica's hestitation, though, and decided to give her maybe another chance to get it at least a bit easier then the other three.

Mr. White stepped forward, seemingly even satisfied with the rude answer Chandler gave them. "That's what I expected. Well, we'll wash your mouth later, Heather; I appreciate creative lexicon, but there are boundaries too everything. As for sh-holes, there will be certainly a time for that too. But for now we'll start or lesson, as usual, with the basics. And I know you four are used to simply sit out your classes without participating, but today you'll do much less sitting. Miss Chandler, come to the desk!"

Though he was adressing Heather, Mr. White's call was actually answered by two boys, Buck and Pit. They weren't in a football team, so their remarkable physical strenght and size earned them a reputation of "dumb hulks" and "ugly bulls" instead of popularity, and the Heathers used to mock these two quite a lot as well. So the two were very eager to assist with teh plan. Right now they approached to Chandler from different sides and grabbed her by shoulders, gently, but firmly; and this way they escorted, virtually carried the girl to the teacher's desk and made her bend over it, pressing her chest to the table and raising her ass.

Mrs. Kelly was alraedy here. "It's against my peadogogical principles, but, God above, they SO deserve it!!" she thought. And then she flipped up Chandler's red skirt, using the pin she preapred beforehnad to fix it raised, exposing the girl's butt to the whole calss.

[if you could describe her panties a bit, it would be great]

[Bombay]

“If you already knew our answers, then why did you feel the need to ask? It seems like a waste of breath and my time to flaunt your own fabricated knowledge” she said not caring which one of these teachers try to knock her off her throne. Duke raised an eyebrow “what do you mean wash out mouths out? You can’t do that!” followed by McNamara following In suit with “and she said shit-holes not sh-holes”. Veronica just slinked down into her chair trying to be invisible, but the cold glares from her classmates are making this impossible. “I don’t see what lesson can’t be done with me at my desk White, if you really want to start the lesson then perhaps you should be the one going to the desk instead of trying to intimidate us”

Heather can hear the men coming from both sides, but there’s nowhere to escape to, so she simply stays seated trying to plant herself in the chair. Unfortunately, the men’s brute strength is too much for the girl and they pick her up like she’s a sack of potatoes. A loud yelp comes from her as the girl is lifted off the ground and she starts kicking trying to get them to drop her “unhand me you brainless piles of ground beef! Oh, you’re so dead!” she growled before they drop her on the desk with a thud. She pushed up, but was quickly pinned down by her shoulder blades and her ass sticks out “you’re all perverts!”


The three other girls looked with horror wondering what’s going to happen to them next. The minute she feels a hand start to flip her short skirt, she kicks back trying to get them off “I said unhand me!” she screamed out, but her red plaid panties that barely cover her quivering pale cheeks only make it a more alluring target.

[Jinchu]

Ms. Kelly gave Duke and McNamara a sceptical and kinda warning look. "In fact, Heather, we mean exectly that - washing your filthy mouths with soap. As for thever or not we're capable to do it - we'll see soon. And, Heather, we all heard what she said, thnak you; I wouldn't repeat it so eagerly and loudly, unless you have no sympathy for your own hole."

Of course, Chandler's protests were ignored as well as her kicking, but her exposed ass attracted much more attention. Surely lots of boys (and some of girls) daydreamed about it a lot, and now the whispers, gasps, giggles and even very quiet whistling cpuld be heard through the class. But mostly the students, though staring at Heather's ass attentively, did not cause havoc - acccording to the plan they were going to get to know Chandler from this side even better soon, so why bother?..

Mr. White took a big wooden paddle from behind teh teacher's desk. "Now, Heathers, judging on your behaviour I don't expect you to know what the spanking is, but you will learn it during our class. It's a very effective method of dealing with overgrown spoiled brats, like the four certain girls we all know. There are many ways to administer the spanking, and we'll goo to them later, but padding is one of teh most common in US schools, and I'm going to revuve that tradition right now!" After this short lecture the teacher raised the paddle, which was wide enough to cover both Chandler's cheeks, and landed it firmly on the bitchy clondie's ass. WHACK!!!

[Bombay]

Duke growled and crosses her arms “I can tell you right now you’re not capable of doing it. What are you gonna do if we don’t open our mouths huh?” she asked glaring at the teacher. McNamara just gives the woman a blank look and tilts her head “I have sympathy for my own hole…” she mutters to herself. Veronica groans loudly and puts her hands in her head. She’s going to be beaten to hell and back just because these girls don’t know when to shut up.

Heather growled and looked back at Mr. White “oh, if I say a rude remark and I get a spanking, but if those undesirables whistle at me like horny apes, they get to watch? Those double standards are ridiculous, and I refuse for you to say, “boys will be boys”. Grow a pair and discipline everyone in the wrong!”. Her eyes move towards the thick wooden paddle and she tries not to show fear, but her quivering cheeks and the nibbling of her bottom lip shows otherwise. Veronica shakingly raised her hand “uhm…actually Mr. White, I do know about spanking. I don’t think it’s really fair to generalize” she says hesitantly. Veronica hasn’t been punished like that since she was a little girl, but she still remembers the sting. Awkwardly shifting in her seat, she brushes the front of her skirt down as a small blush starts to form on her cheeks. the other Heather’s eyes are locked on her commander waiting to see what’ll happen. The paddle connected with the blonde’s cheeks flattening them with one quick swipe and causing them to jiggle. A loud hiss of pain escapes her as she struggles against the jock’s grasp “Y-You can’t do this!” her leg kicked up before it plants itself back on the ground. each struggling movement she makes causes her generous cheeks to wobble around.

[Jinchu]

Mr. White raised his eyebrow. "I'm gald you're recognizing the rudness of your words, Heather. But it's not about just single remark, but about literal years of brattyness and abuse of your teachers and peers alike. I feel like your classmates deserve some laughs as a compensation, even if it's not exectly... christian."He chuckled and prepared tp smack the sassy blondie again, but then Veroinca distracted the teacher again. "Oh, I am sorry for this. You're right, I shouldn't have made such assumptions... though I'm surprised you ended up in that company if your parents took care of your behaviour. Well, we'll discuss this too." And Mr. White finally smacked Heather's bottom, made a short pause and raised the massive paddle again... Whack!! Crack!!! Smack!!..

Veronica's confession attracted some attention, of course, some of her classmates giggling softly, the others looking at her with kind of a sympathy - the girl was still seen as a white sheep in the black herd by many...

Ms. Kelly sighed and rolled her eyes. "I am sure we will find a way to make you open you mouth, and it might happen very soon if you keep talking like that. And, Heather, you'd better be quite and watch your bratty friend getting her medcine, and your hole might end up relativelt=y all right." The teacher galred at both girls very strictly.

[Bombay]

Heather rolled her eyes and glared back at the man “years of brattiness and abuse? I think you have me mistaken White, I am not a brat. A brat is a child who complains and eventually gets what they want, I worked my ass off to get where I am, and one little punishment won’t demolish all the work I’ve done. I may sit on a throne of undesirables who constantly claw their way up in hopes to get where I am, but we all know they never will, because they have morals. I don’t, so get your laughs out now, because when Monday comes, I plan on bringing hell” she hissed out and lifted her ass for the paddle. She’ll be the perfect little angel today, but this means war. Veronica slumped into her chair blushing deeply at the snickers and Mr. White’s words. “better than being invisible and bullied I guess…” she mutters. Heather didn’t yelp out as the paddle hit her perfect ass causing her cheeks to erupt in color, but all she did was hiss and buckle forward as it hit her. Every time he pulls the paddle back, she lifts her ass a bit more almost as if she’s mocking him.

The heathers look at each other trying to think how they’ll be able to open their mouths, but the safety of their holes made them shut up and watch their superior get beaten by this man. every time that heavy paddle hit, they flinch fearing that they’ll be in a similar position soon enough.