This is a secondhand account of a punishment that may or may not have occurred at Freemore Academy, a women’s correctional school for delinquents aged eighteen to twenty-two years.

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Kate and Jane pass what’s left of the cigarette back and forth a few times before Kate crushes the cherry on the sole of her shoe and flicks the butt onto the ground.

“Kirsten’s next class is Home Economics with Mrs. Thompson,” Judy continues. “By coincidence, one of the girls who was in Goshen’s class is also in Home Ec with Kirsten. She apparently flips her shit when she sees Kirsten in class instead of at the office. I don’t know exactly what she said, but she calls Kirsten a fire crotch and tells her she should be on her knees pleading for mercy instead of sewing.”

“The other girls in the class get looped into what's what, and they start getting in Kirsten’s face, too. A shove fight breaks out and soon Kirsten is backed into a corner. She's about to get her ass handed to her by almost the whole class. And she would have, too, had Mrs. Thompson not intervened.”

“Mrs. Thompson didn’t notice what was brewing right away. As class was getting started, a girl named Megan came in. Remember how I said that the corridor Kirsten went down between classes was mostly empty? Well, Megan happened to be in that same hallway and saw when Kirsten threw out the Red Card and fixed her skirt.”

“Megan comes into Home Ec and hands the Red Card to Mrs. Thompson, who tries calling the office from her desk phone. She hangs up when she hears the scuffle and runs over to the fifteen or so girls cornering Kirsten. Mrs. Thompson tries to maintain order, but things have boiled over too much already, and she quickly sees a miniature riot forming.”

“So she stands up on a chair and shouts at the girls. ‘If you all don’t want to be on restriction for the rest of your lives, you’re going to help me punish Kirsten right now.’ And that got their attention. Mrs. Thompson knew that while they hated Kirsten, they really just wanted her to get her comeuppance.”

“Mrs. Thompson tells the girls to let Kirsten out of the corner and as soon as she is out, Mrs. Thompson lifts the back of Kirsten’s skirt and gives her bare butt a bunch of hard spanks. And that got all the rest of the girls on Mrs. Thompson’s side. ‘Grab her and get her undressed’ is all Mrs. Thompson says to the girls. ”

“And they do. You know those videos of army ants all attacking together at once? Well, it was like that. A couple girls grab Kirsten’s wrists, another unbuttons her shirt. Girls are tying back Kirsten’s hair and pulling her shoes off. Off goes her shirt. Off goes her bra. They even take off her socks. And just like that, Kirsten is completely nude for everyone to see. And nearly the whole class is laughing at her and teasing her. Calling her names, tugging on her pubes. Jiggling her tits, pinching her nipples, and running their fingers up and down her furry happy trail.”

“Everyone is having a blast except for this girl named Becca. She never got up from her desk the whole time. She’s just sitting there watching and crying quietly. Because of all the girls that Kirsten bullied, Becca got it the worst. Some girls think that Becca was the girl in the bathroom stall. And so, Becca was just overwhelmed seeing Kirsten get what was coming to her.”

“Eventually, Mrs. Thompson sees that she has control over the class again and calls the office. They offer to send someone down to collect Kirsten, but Mrs. Thompson says she will deliver her at the end of the period. She hangs up and on her way over to the group sees Becca.”

“Mrs. Thompson coaxes Becca out of her seat and hugs her and helps her dry her eyes. She makes sure Becca is okay. And after a few minutes of talking to her, walks Becca over to Kirsten. Kirsten is still being held with her wrists at her side, and she’s crying and furious. Kirsten stomps her feet and sobs in frustration. She threatens to have everyone, including Mrs. Thompson, sent to the women's prison.”

“But even Becca is starting to see that Kirsten isn’t some untouchable goddess anymore; now she’s another girl at the Academy. Without the support of the teachers and administration, whatever power Kirsten may have had is gone.”

“Mrs. Thompson orders the group to get Kirsten up on a nearby table. ‘Put her on her back and get those legs up and spread.’ Mrs. Thompson goes over to a cabinet and pulls a small shaving kit out of it. Then she walks back over and has some of the girls form a line.”

Judy stops and considers her next thoughts. “How a girl keeps her pubes is a very personal choice, you know what I mean? No girl at the academy has a choice on the matter, we all have to be totally bare.”

“But Kirsten had a choice for all those years. But not any more. Mrs. Thompson hands the first girl in line an electric hair trimmer. And off goes some of Kirsten’s pubes.”

“Kirsten is just sobbing now. Imagine how defeated she must have felt, to have that badge of independence stripped away by people you hated. Then the first girl hands the trimmer to the next girl and with a buzz, more of her hair is shaved off. Little red ringlets are just dropping like snow onto the table. Buzz. Buzz. Buzz. Even the girls holding her wrists and ankles get a chance. Girl after girl until Kirsten is all trimmed.”

“And then the girls take turns running their hands all between Kirsten’s legs. They’re all going ‘tsk, tsk’ and saying ‘you’re not shaved, that’s a spanking for sure.’ More sobbing from Kirsten. I mean, she must have really been crying by then. Because she had to have had at least an inkling that the worst was yet to come.”

“Mrs. Thompson gets some towels and a basin and fills it with warm water. She walks over to the table and sets the basin down. Then she taps Becca on the shoulder and whispers into her ear. Becca nods eagerly and smiles like the Cheshire Cat. Mrs. Thompson guides Becca through putting shaving cream all around Kirsten’s pussy. She even had her put some around her little pink asshole.”

“Mrs. Thompson really had Becca take her time shaving her nemesis. Becca reapplied shaving cream at least a few times and made every spot very, very smooth. ‘We don’t want Kirsten to fail her Purity Search at the office, now do we,’ she asked. Becca is feeling all around and making sure she didn’t miss any patches.”

“Then comes the wipe down and some baby oil to finish the job. Again, Becca relishes the chance to touch her most sworn enemy like this. But it isn’t over for her, yet. Nope, Mrs. Thompson has Becca wash her hands and then lets her slide a finger inside Kirsten’s pussy. The whole time, Kirsten is pleading and whining, but again Becca is thorough.”

“When she pulls her finger out, it’s just covered with Kirsten’s wetness. And Becca holds her finger up for the class to see and admonishes Kirsten for being such a dirty girl. The whole class laughs and chants ‘dirt girl, dirty girl’ until Mrs. Thompson quiets them down. She asks them what happens to dirty girls, and the whole class in unison goes ‘they get punished!’”

“So, Mrs. Thompson goes back to her desk and gets the big paddle. The one with the holes, you know? And she walks over and tells the girls to let Kirsten go. Kirsten gets up and I heard there was sweat all over the table, and a big wet spot where Kirsten’s leaky pussy was. She’s already rubbing her butt and begging and blubbering. But Mrs. Thompson isn’t having any of it. I guess it didn’t take much cajoling and threatening until Kirsten bent over the table with her feet spread wide.”

“Mrs. Thompson tells the girls to watch, because not only are they going to see Kirsten get spanked, they are going to be spanking her themselves. And that makes everyone happy. Everyone except for Kirsten, of course. And Mrs. Thompson walks over to Kirsten’s left side and swats her hard with the paddle. Some girls say they heard the crack from the paddle and Kirsten’s howl from two classes down.”

“Switching sides, Mrs. Thompson demonstrates how lefties should paddle a dirty girl. After that, she has each girl come up and give Kirsten a good, hard spank. Eventually, it was clear that Kirsten wasn’t going to be able to hold her position. So, Mrs. Thompson has a couple girls who already went hold her wrists out in front of her.”

“Now I’m not sure if this is true, but I heard from a few girls that Kirsten was making too much noise, too. So much in fact that Mrs. Thompson asked Becca for her panties. At first Becca was confused and worried, but then it clicked. And she pulls them off and hands them over. After which Mrs. Thompson shoves them into Kirsten’s mouth. Can you imagine having your worst enemy’s sweaty panties shoved in your mouth like that? Regardless, the girls continue the spanking. And Becca’s turn is up next.”

“But Mrs. Thompson holds Becca back. Because she wants her to go last, after all the other girls, to make sure Becca’s swats hurt the most. After a few more minutes, the next to the last girl hands the paddle off to Becca. And she just wallops Kirsten’s ass. Not once, but twice. I don’t think Kirsten was ever going to mess with Becca ever again after that.”

“Mrs. Thompson takes the paddle from Becca and gives Kirsten a few more hard swats since she couldn’t hold her position like a good girl. Then she hangs the paddle back up. By now, class is almost over, and she tells the girls to let Kirsten up. And Kirsten is just so debased and defeated. Naked, with a red ass and a freshly shaved wet pussy. And even more punishment to come at the office. I bet everyone felt at least a little sorry for her.” She holds her fingers apart a bit. “Maybe that much.”

“After the spanking, Mrs. Thompson pulls the panties out of Kirsten’s mouth and gives them back to Becca. Then she writes up a new Red Card and puts it on a string with the first. After hanging it around Kirsten’s neck, she gives her not one, but two hard slaps across the face. And that just got Kirsten sobbing all over again. She tells the other girls to work on their projects for the last few minutes, but everyone just huddles around Becca and hugs her.”

“And I think that’s about it,” Judy says. And then with a smirk adds “except for the all student assembly.”

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