So, Monday in the Teacher's lounge again, the Principal put a flash drive in his laptop and hooked it up to the projector.
"Oh God!" I thought as I intuited that everyone was going to watch my ordeal at the reunion.
"Sherry?" the Principal asked gesturing up and down my body with his eyes.
"Yes, Sir," I said as I stood up and commenced my strip while musing on how far things had progressed in the past few months. No longer did I need to be told to strip. No longer did I plead not be stripped. But one thing hadn't changed. Despite the numerous times, I had been stripped and humiliated in front of my colleagues, I had not gotten inured to it. In my mind, I always imagined it was the first time. That ensures that I would continue blushing. That ensured that my audience would continue to enjoy it as well. My previous feisty protests and role-playing of a hapless heroine trapped by the evil principal had yielded to a submissiveness that my audiences found equally alluring. I was not a wanton slut merrily taking off her clothes. Actually, deep down, I am sure that's exactly what I was but it came across as mere submissiveness since I hid my enjoyment of predicament and held the stance of, "I am only following orders."
I stripped my clothes slowly and noticed that I still hated having Harvey, my old nemesis, be part of the proceedings. A few times, I contemplated stipulating that he be not part of my sessions and I could have probably gotten them to relent but something in me seemed to relish my subjugation at his hands. Something I did not understand nor did I feel the need to. All I knew was it turned me on immensely and I found it strangely liberating. I knew the sleaze ball wanted to sleep with me badly and that I was sure would never happen, so in a way I took perverse pleasure in flaunting my charms in his face knowing that despite being in a position of power at these events, he could never have him and it drove him crazy. Still don't know why Nancy is still with him. Even if she was slumming it, she should have been over it long ago.
"But who am I to judge given what I have agreed to put myself through, the last few months," I thought as I peeled down my panties and stood before my colleagues yet again.
They then rearranged the chairs so all of them were facing the wall my movies was going to be projected on and then Claire too walked in and joined them. I thought they were going to have her join me, but clearly, they wanted me to experience the humiliation of being the only one naked.
Matt faced the laptop in front of me so I would be forced to watch my ordeal and the audience would have the double pleasure of watching the event on the screen while watching my embarrassment at seeing myself on the laptop.
The bastard Principal then had me kneel in front of Harvey and something in me seemed to relish this added humiliation. I wanted to smack the smirk off his face but all I could do was kneel mutely with my arms clasped behind my hand and breasts jutting out while he took in all my charms. Claire and Nancy were seated next to him and they too were smirking as the Principal hit the play button. Soon, I was naked on the screen and felt the stares of my colleagues as they watched mesmerized.
God, it was humiliating watching myself get punished on screen in front of my colleagues and I blushed profusely through it all. Claire too blushed when it was her turn to be stripped and spanked on screen.
After the movie was over, I had to stand in front of them with my hands on my head and have them ask me questions about the event and how it felt to be humiliated in front of all my old classmates and especially in front of a guy I had rejected. They thought the Tiara was such a nice touch and Matt fessed up to having planned that out with Claire.
Then, they had Claire strip and join me and she too had to answer questions about how her feelings during the event. But she gloated that despite everything, she was happy on two counts – one that she had her revenge on me in public and more importantly, Harry was finally in her life.
Finally, we had to do our joint apology squats just as we had done at the reunion and were asked to hug each other as the audience clapped in appreciation.
The Principal had other plans Friday night and I thought I was going to get a break but Matt had other ideas. He invited Harry and Claire over.
Even though, I had been punished in front of both of them, this was different. This was in my own home and in since there were just the four of us, it would be much more intimate and much more embarrassing. And yet. Much more interesting. And I would be proved right.
After Harry and Claire settled down with their beers. Matt stood me in front of them and slowly started undressing me. It felt so weird to have my lover strip me before an old high school boy that I had dumped and yet it felt exhilarating. Claire should have had mixed emotions about it but later told me that she felt confident I was no longer a threat to her. For one thing, I was never interested in Harry. For another, she felt confident that Matt and I had a rock-solid relationship even if it was an off-the-charts weird one. So, if Harry got to see the girl who had rejected him humiliated in front of him all over again, why should she deny him the pleasure. And this time, it was not in the anonymity of a large audience but in the intimate settings of my own home.
Matt stripped me slowly and sensuously like a prize. Once I was naked he held my arms apart on either side, displaying me to Harry. Even though Harry had seen me naked at the reunion, to have Matt strip me in my own home and display me to him was embarrassing and strangely erotic.
Matt then had me do squats in front of Harry apologizing for treating him badly in school and then in front of Claire apologizing for treating her badly too. There's something about apologizing in that fashion that turns Matt on insanely. For that matter, it turns me on insanely too. The atmosphere was electric and Matt was recording it for posterity.
"When you are pregnant or busy with small kids, we may not get to do this. I will enjoy these episodes then," he had told me and I did not grudge him that.
"Now Harry, when Sherry was an athlete in school, did you imagine her doing her exercises naked?" asked Matt.
Harry coughed and didn't know what to say.
"Oh, come on. You were enamored with her and had occasion to watch her run around the track and train in the gym. Don't tell me you didn't imagine her doing it naked," Matt pressed on.
"I I guess I did," admitted Harry sheepishly looking at my naked form standing in front of him.
"Well today you get to see some of it. Let's start with some jumping jacks, honey," said my lover.
I rolled my eyes and did my jumping jacks in front of Harry and Claire. Harry was besides himself seeing my boobs bounce around and pussy open up as I did my jumps.
Then I was told to jog on the spot and do all kinds of freehand exercises all calculated to expose me to Harry in different poses.
Matt put on some music and I was now told to dance in front of Harry. God that was so humiliating to be ordered ot dance naked like that. But I did it and after a couple of songs, I was mercifully asked to stop.
I was then led to the punishment chair in front of the mirror and Matt gave me the customary ten spanks.
Harry was invited to go next. He looked at Claire and she nodded.
So here I was kneeling on the chair in front of the mirror submissively before a guy I had dumped and he was going to spank me. Harry to his credit did not hold my boobs like Matt did but Matt told him he could do that.
"It is part of the ritual," he said assuaging any guilt Harry might be feeling at groping another woman in front of his girlfriend.
Harry was now a teenager all over again as he eagerly cupped my breasts, looked in the mirror at my blushing face and slowly commenced the spanking. As usual, I had to count out the strokes and demurely call him "Sir" and ask for the next one.
Then Claire got to give me ten and she teased and taunted me about being naked in front of her boyfriend. Having my humiliation rubbed in only served to increase my arousal and I was now writhing with uncontrollable sexual tension. My swaying only served to increase Harry's enjoyment and his boner was evident through his trousers.
Matt came over and whispered, "You doing ok, sweetheart?"
I nodded.
"Mind if I really expose you?" he whispered again.
I knew what that meant and hesitated but nodded nonetheless.
He turned the chair around and asked me to assume the position.
With burning shame, I sat on the chair and draped my legs around the sides and exposed myself completely to Harry and Claire. They were both incredulous and I thought their eyes were going to pop out when Matt returned with a whip and proceeded to whip me all over. Harry and Claire loved watching me wince, sway,moan and writhe under this exquisite humiliation. Even though this was not a new experience for me, this was a new audience and plus the emotional charge of doing this in front of someone I had dumped even without letting him see me naked. And here I was now splayed in front of him and with my sweetheart whipping me all over. I was so close to an orgasm and Matt sensed that.
