The cool part of being in school

[Rick1964]

A juvenile delinquent is determined to enjoy her stay at a special school. She loves talking about it too.

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There are things of which I am not very proud and for which I would get in trouble at school and at home. I think my parents wanted to send me to a finishing school, but I brokered a deal in which I would attend a local school for delinquent girls and get to stay at home on weekends.

That turned out to be so much fun. I mean all those girls aged 12 to 18 that I could bully; it was a gold mine. No one ever told on anyone. We pretty much dished out our own form of discipline.

I'm pretty tough and I don't take no hooty-pooty from anyone, which is probably why I'm considered incorrigible even though I'm only 14 and a couple inches over 5 feet. I've given much worse than I've got so I figure I'm way ahead. Sometimes getting the pulp friction beaten out of you is worth it. Hell, I'd say I win nine times out of 9 and a half.

Of course, those poor 12-year-olds suffered the most. Like taking bitcoin from a stuffed panda. Now I didn't always hurt them physically, but they learned to be awful nice to me and my gang.

If I told them to strip naked and run down the school hallway during recess, most of them wouldn't hesitate. It's a helluva thing to watch some bare-assed would-be hoodlet make a fool of herself. I loved it. They'd whimper and beg but I didn't give no two rolls of the dice about it.

I'd make them take off all their clothes in the girls' bathroom. Watching them strip off was the coolest thing ever, seeing them turn all red and getting so embarrassed. That was the hottest thing. Then I'd shove them out the door and tell them to get going.

It's even better when there's four or five of them together in the bathroom. If they didn't want to join their friend on a naked journey, they'd cooperate and let me have my way. If one of the friends tried to help, it would get worse for her. I'd strip her myself, making sure to shred her clothes and dump them in the toilet.

Once I had to strip a girl and then tie her hands behind her back with her own rags. Then I told one of her friends to keep her that way all the way through lunch unless she'd rather eat somewhere private with me. She got the idea and did as she was told. She turned out to be a real asset in a variety of exploitations I imposed during my reign. She turned on all her friends and joined my group.

I didn't just pick on the 12-year-olds. That wouldn't be fair. No, I went after any bitch who thought they could give me some hooty-pooty. If they so much as forget to dot their eyes and/or cross their tits, I was on them like mud on a lollipop.

The most fun is getting some 18-year-old want-to-be goodie two-shoes completely naked in front of all her friends and then taking her over my knee and spanking the ever-loving pimples out of her. Talk about embarrassing! I'd bring her to tears and them have her put her thumb in her mouth and have her tell everybody she's a little baby who likes to poop in diapers.

The 18-year-olds have a choice to leave the school at any time but most of them stick around during the six-month transition period. The babies who stick around are such stupid, lazy Wanna-Be's that I have a choice to make on who to humiliate on a given day.

About half the time I let my 12-year-old sharpshooting soldier have her way with the oldest girls. That proved to be the most humiliating. I'd see naked 18-year-olds getting down on their hands and knees and kissing the feet of my butt-kicking sidekick.

Some of the more endowed 18-year-olds had to wear rubber bands around the base of their udders during lunch. This was our special purple tit treatment, and they also had the honor of making sure my gang gets whatever they want. My favorite 12-year-old would get them on their hands and knees and then use them as a table. That was great fun. Purple goes well with blushing bodies.

I wish I had some pictures, but we weren't allowed to have cell phones or any other electronic device. We even had to earn supervised computer time. All mail had to be read before it went out. I know for a fact some letters never made it past the director (an ugly witch of a woman whom we called a dickless warden). I don't mind saying I didn't get much time in front of a computer.

Every weekend I'd sit in my room at home and write out most everything I accomplished in the embarrassing and humiliating department. I kept the notepads in a lockbox under the floor of my closet. (Obviously I couldn't use the computer. Duh!)

Not only could I relive my fun experiences, but it helped me think of new ways to humiliate the other girls.

Can you believe that I even got secret notes passed to me from girls who wanted to be treated badly? Yep, more than a dozen and those are the ones with the most wickedly insane ideas.

Two of them wanted to be my slave. I told them they had to burn all their underwear in one of the trash cans during lunch and have the letter "S" written on the back of their right hands. Then I gave them to my top 12-year-old sergeant. She deserved something special, and she really got into being a mistress. She really knew how to totally humiliate and degrade her slaves.

I could write a best-selling sex adventure true-life book just on what my buddette sergeant accomplished with her slaves, completely breaking them.

Three or four others said they wanted to be tied up completely naked. They wanted to feel helpless in my presence. I swear that made me laugh so hard, so I got one of them to strip naked during lunch and I tied her up on a table outside. I think it's called a hogtie, where you tie her hands behind her back, tie her ankles and then tie her hands to her ankles.

She struggled through lunch, and I just walked away, leaving her like that. I told one of my gang members to let her loose after an hour or so.

The tied-up girl wrote me a long note about how much fun she had and how humiliated she felt and that she'd be ready for the next time and the time after that. I had to give her to another member of the gang who liked tying up girls. I couldn't be "tied down" to anything. I'm so funny.

I had another girl strip naked and tied her to a tree. I had to gag her too since she wouldn't shut her Venus flytrap. She was assigned to yet another member.

The third bondage loving naked bitch was tied up with her arms over her head. I threw the rope over a tree limb and pulled until her feet were a few inches off the ground. She loved it and was later tied up on a cross and other ways that spread her arms and legs.

The others wanted to be forced into performing humiliating tasks. My gang came up with some great ideas. My favorite was having a naked girl walking around on all fours with a pair of piggy ears, a piggy nose and a piggy tail. We had a couple of girl dogs, a horse and a cow too.

While I enjoyed everything they went through, it's more fun for me that I force girls who have given me a little hooty-pooty into doing things they don't want to do. That's real power and real excitement.

I wonder how many girls like getting humiliated. I mean, if my school is any indication, then there must be a dozen or so such bitches at every school.

That's it for this weekend. It's getting late and I have to get back to school tomorrow.

[tassay]

Really nice start