Morgana and the school counselor (for Terra)

[Matisse]

Morgana was sitting just outside the school counselor office, with a bored expression. She was tired of being sent there.
The girl was 14 years old, with short and straight red hair that didn't reach her shoulders and a pair of bright green eyes that shone behind a pair of round black glasses that partially hid the freckles around her little nose.
She had a feminine body, quite in shape, but with small breasts, and she was wearing a pair of white sneakers, a pair of blue jeans ripped at the knees and a black sweater clearly too large for her.
Morgana huffed, and waited for the school counselor to call her in.

[Terra]

Terra was currently finishing up a log in her notebook about a previous student. Said student received a long belting for trying to find the answer key for an upcoming test. As Terra finished her notes, she put the notebook in her desk and headed to the door. Upon opening it and seeing Morgana, she sighed quietly. “Again? Okay, come on in.” She said. Once they were inside, Terra closed the door behind them and folded her arms. “You know it’s a mandatory paddling if you’re sent here so many times. What are you in for?”

[Matisse]

Morgana entered in the room, and looked at the school counselor with a bored expression.
"It's nice to see you again, Miss Terra. Did I mention that you look lovely in that dress?" she said, sitting down on a chair like she was at home.
She strechted herself, and added nonchalantly "Nothing, Miss, really. You know, the usual things. The teachers hate me because I'm smart, so they say I cheat. And when Mrs. Pepper told I was cheating on her stupid math test I spit on her shoes."

[Terra]

Terra sighed and shook her head, taking out a holed paddle from her desk. Looking between Morgana and the desk, she took a breath. “Go ahead and bare your bottom and bend over the desk.” She instructed firmly, watching the girl. “After this, I’ll be calling your parents.” She added.

[Matisse]

Morgana sighed in seeing the paddle with holes. She hated it.
The girl however simply shrugged. She stood up and took her jeans to her ankles, revealing a pair of white panties with a red heart printed on the front.
She took them down too, and coldly replied "Sure, call them, Miss. No problems."
Morgana bent over the desk, sticking her bottom out. She deeply hated being paddled... but she still preferred that to a long and boring tirade.

[Terra]

“And why is it not a problem?” Terra asked, raising an eyebrow as she tapped the paddle against her bare bottom. Rubbing it in circles for a few minutes, she drew back and slammed it into the girl’s backside with a loud WHACK!

[Matisse]

Morgana's heart pounded with anticipation as the paddle was tapped and rubbed on her behind. She was about to reply to Terra's question, when the first hit landed on her bottom.
"Well, Miss, because... OUCH!" she exclaimed, standing up "That hurts!"

[Terra]

“That’s not a reason.” Terra said, then put a hand on her shoulder. “The paddling can wait. What were you going to say?” She asked.

[Matisse]

Morgana shrugged at her touch and used that opportunity to give her bottom a rub.
"Well, the paddling can wait forever, that's not a problem." she said, with a forced smile.
But then she sighed, and with a neutral tone explained "Well, Miss, my parents died when I was very young. I don't remember them. So feel free to call them, if you like. There must be some medium that works near the school."

[Terra]

Terra took a breath at Morgana’s explanation, feeling bad for the girl. After a moment, she pulled Morgana into a gentle hug, rubbing her back. “I’m sorry to hear that.” She said softly as she hugged her.