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

[Jinchu]

Mr. White watched the girls' writing, sometimes patting his palm with the paddle just to encourage them. "If you'll be short on space, you may remove Chandler's lines, girls. And you, Heather" he adressed Chandler in a more strict tone "nose to the corner, and mouth shut, please. One more slip - and I'll ask Buck to give you a wedgie that will rip your panties off. You don't want this."

The sight of Veronica's underwear, so poorly matching with her newly found Heather-inspired image, caused the whole class to laugh and giggle. Even Ms. Kelly herself snorted under her breath. The teacher, though, quickly collected herself and returned to being serious. "That's good, Veronica. You're getting ten smacks, as you were not a plague for this school for as long as teh others. Do not cover your bottom or change your position, and it'll end quickly." the teacher warned, raising the ruler and delivering the first swift smack. Though Ms. Kelly felt more symoathy to Veronica, tehn to her three new friends, this stroke was as swift as sound, as the ones McNamara recived before.

[Bombay]

Duke wouldn’t have that problem with how small she’s writing, but McNamara already started erasing Chandler’s writing. Chandler looked at the tower of brainless beef and shook her head “that won’t be needed” she said softly and pressed her nose against the corner. Her hands shot to her head and she stuck her cheeks out like an obedient little girl.

Hearing the chuckle from the crowd made Veronica press her head against the table with a deep blush on her cheeks. Groaning out, she muttered “can’t you just kill me instead? I feel anything would be better then this”. Luckily, she couldn’t make our Ms. Kelly’s snort from the other classmates, or she’d really want to die. “y-yes ma’am” she quietly said before the first smack ran across her cheeks. The long piece of wood flattened her pale cheeks erupting them in color. The minute she pulled back, a sharp pink mark had already formed on her cheeks “owwww! One!” she didn’t care that Ms. Kelly didn’t tell her to count, it’s more out of respect than anything else.

[Jinchu]

Mr. White smiled at Chnadler's uncharacteristically polite response. These girls proved him right every moment. The teacher continued to watch them doing their time-outs, as well as the giggling class, with most of the boys and a few girls also adoring exposed red asses...

Ms. Kelly nodded to Victoria's counting. It was not needed, but it was a fine symbol of cooperation and, in a way, surrender. While the woman had heavy doubts about other three truely morally growing after this punishment, Sawyer surely showed signs of possible improvement so far. She needed gidence and some motivation, though... The ruler raised and fell again. And, after a short pause, again... Ms. Kelly made sure not to hit teh same spot twice, and once Victoria recived all ten of her deserved strokes, her bottom was blushing from the top to sitting spots.

Meanwhile two girl at the balckboard were more or less finished with their lines. "All right, Heathers, then you write all you need to, go to the corners, like miss Chandler here, and let miss Sawyer do her part" Mr. White announced, as if he was preapring to collect the test papers. "Let's finish and go for the next part."

The audience giggled omniously - of course, other studnets knew what was going to happen next... many of them were here exectly for that part in the first place.

[Bombay]

After every swat, Veronica was rolling from side to side and lowering her bottom half hissing out in pain, but she made sure to keep her hands on that table almost like they were glued there. “E-Eight! P-Please no more!” she started to beg at the eighth one, but a gentle tap to her rear instructed her to get back into position. Tears start to weld in her eyes as her ass turns a lovely shade of pink. Her wobbling cheeks bounce after each smack almost hypnotizing the audience watching.

Once it was finally done, her hands went back to her ass rubbing them like she just got the worst spanking of her life. Even if she knew what spankings were, she’s hasn’t gotten them since she was a kid, and it hurt as bad as it did back then! She bonces from foot to foot groaning out in pain before she hears Mr. White speak up. She really didn’t want to write lines, but that dreaded yardstick hovering so close to her ass prompted her to run towards the board and start.

Her lines perfectly matched the style of all three Heathers, if you weren’t paying attention, you could say that she didn’t even write any of the lines alone. The only point she started to break was at the end where her shaking hand had trouble finding the words “N-Next part?” she flipped around in fear. Her eyes widen, but the glance of the audience told her this was a loosing fight, so she quickly finished and made her way to the only free corner. “excuse me…pardon…just have to get throu-ow!” one of the people she was passing laid a heavy hand on her ass practically pushing her to the corner. Almost like clockwork, her hands went to her head and she stuck her ass out whimpering quietly.

[Jinchu]

Four red butts in the four corners of the room gave everyone in the class plenty to see and enjoy. Boys discussed whose ass looked the most sexy, while the girl agreed, that "those bitches deserved every smack" - all of it in whispers, but in the otherwise silent class Heathers could surely hear some of these remarks.

Ms. Kelly and Mr. White also looked at their bratty students, making sure they were following their time-out rules, but they were also busy. With teh help of some of teh students they moved the tables, making a bigger clean spot in front of the blackboard and a "passage" between the remaining tables to it. One of teh students, from the photography club, also prepared the camera and hid it behind her backpack, resting on the table.

After some time (Veronica spent barely five minutes in the corner, while Heather Chandler stood there for more then 15 minutes), then everything was ready, Mr. white cleaned his throat. "I think thats' enough, girls. I hope you had time to think of your behaviour and realised what actions got you in trouble. Now come back to the blackboard, please... And undress to your underwear. You may leave the socks on. Ms. Kelly will take good acre of your clothing untill you'll need them again." The teacher left out the part, that it won't happen any time soon.

All the eyes in the class were on the four brats, filled with cruel anticipation and certain dose of lust...

[Bombay]

Chandler wants to speak up against all of these putrid remarks, but she’ll play her part and get back at every single one of these students later. Good thing she has pretty good photographic memory and she could find dirt on all of them fairly easily. A slight scowl forms on her lips as her eyes trailed over to the other Heather’s in her peripheral. Each of them were sobbing and dancing from foot to foot causing their cheeks to bounce with every movement. It’s degrading, but Chandler won’t let her succumb to such weakness. What she doesn’t understand is Veronica, that double crosser went to the corner without even being instructed to. She doesn’t know what she’s up to, but she plans on getting to the bottom of it. One thing’s for sure, she’s not working necessarily with them, or she wouldn’t have been beaten with them, so what’s up?

Duke and McNamara jumped when they heard the desks scratching on the floor, but besides that, they stayed in position. A gentle tap on the shoulder told Veronica that her time was done, and almost like instinct, she pressed her sobbing face against Mrs. Kelly’s shoulder. It felt so humiliating, but she never meant to hurt anyone, she just wanted not to be on the bottom of the food chain her senior year and she got caught up in their shenanigans. Finally, all the Heather’s were set free and while Duke and McNamara rubbed their cheeks, Heather placed a hand on her hip looking at the desks “care to explain what this is?” she said turning to Mr. White and raising an eyebrow. Veronica slipped out of her clothing wrapping her arms over her bare breast. The other three on the other hand, stripped without a word letting their breast flow freely without a care. They know they look better then everyone else in this room, so why should they feel any shame?

[Jinchu]

Ms. Kelly frowned as she saw the shameless behaviour of three Heathers; the slutty tendencies of the modern youth in her eyes were even worse then their lack of respect to elders. Victoria, on the other hand, deserved sympathy. As she collected teh blushing girl's clothing, the teacher whispered: "I know it's emberrassing. some lessons need to be learned the hard way... It wouldn't be too long." Mr. White just hummed - he did not expect anything else from these brats, but he was also pretty sure they will feel ashamed rather soon. He walked along four girls, making them stand near the blackboard, on the even lenght from each over and half-face to the class.

That was then the photo geek made her first picture, the sound of the camera easily hiding behind the giggles and whistling from the other onlookers. Their red asses, their exposed tits, their blushing faces, eventheir handwrinting on the background - everything was caught on the photo. It was the first of many to come...

"Now you'll be punished by your peers" Mr. White announced once four brats were in position. The satisfaction in hsi tone wasn't even hidden. "The teens whome you abused, mocked and insulted for years, will spank you as they wish... And take their turn mockng you - in reasonable boundaries and under our supervision, of course."

The movement in the class was almost immediate. the teens who antocipated it all along quickly formed a line of those who wished to slightly torcher the fallen queens of Westerburg High...

[hope it's all right; I think we've discussed such a scene then planning this RP; tell me if you dislik anything]

[Bombay]

(This is all 100% fine, as long as it doesn’t lead to blatant sex, I’ll be a happy camper! Trust me, I won’t be afraid to tell you to bring it back a little or change something. RP should be fun for both parties and we should both be free to express our limits even if it’s in the middle of a scene!)

Veronica muttered back “not long for you, you’re not standing up here with your whole vag-…decency out” she looked at the teacher with wide eyes that could scream “please get me out of here! I’m renouncing everything the Heathers did to me, just don’t let me take another minute of this punishment!” but it was too late, Mr. White’s mind was made up and all four of these girls are going to be punished thoroughly. The Heather’s back up against the blackboard in unison without a word and Veronica awkwardly followed suit. “you sure you want us to stand here or…I mean…wouldn’t it just be better if we stand in the corner to reflect what we’ve done?” Veronica said awkwardly still trying to bargain herself out of this situation. Chandler finally spoke up “just take this like a big girl, you know you have this coming”. Veronica wanted to scream back “I don’t, I should be with the others you bullied!” but she just looked down awkwardly shifting from foot to foot.

All three of the Heathers posed perfectly at the flash, but Veronica was left with her eyes being half opened and her hands being up like she’s going to jump away from the flash. She looked at the three with a dumbfounded expression, how the hell could they be so perfect even in the face of an out of place photo?

Chandler rolled her eyes “so that’s why they’re still here, I should have suspected you’d let the perverted populous touch our pristine statues”. Duke growled “that’s like super illegal! You can’t do that!”. McNamara added “the spanking before was super illegal, this is just putting lemon in the wound”. Veronica shook her head “salt…the quote is salt in the wound”. Veronica raised her hand “I’ve only been doing this for…you know a few weeks, so is it really fair that I get the same punishment as them?”. Chandler turned to Veronica and glared at her with a look that could cut through stone “you traitorous bitch!” she said charging at her, but the other two Heathers held her back “let me at her! she’s dead to me!”