Author's Note:
Please read this story in sequence if possible. The previous chapters were classified as Fetish because of the spanking content but considering that the spanking was very light, they probably belong in the 'Exhibitionist & Voyeur' category too.
This is my first story and any comments/feedback are greatly appreciated. I will respond to all the messages I receive.
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At the Monday staff meeting, everyone stared at Sherry and Matt to see if they would reveal anything about Friday's session at the principal's house. Both Matt and Sherry understandably remained inscrutable.
When pointed questions were asked, Roberts admonished them to be patient and wait till Friday when all of them would be invited to his house.
Sherry jumped when she heard that. She was pretty sure that she would not escape punishment this time, unlike last Friday.
She couldn't believe that just a week had gone by since that fateful Monday morning staff meeting.
Soon it was 3 PM Monday and time for her punishment session. Sherry had hoped that her colleagues would lose interest in these sessions but her hopes were dashed when she saw their faces as excited as ever. Maybe the weekend and the curiosity about what had transpired at the Principal's house had kept their interest alive and burning.
"All right, Sherry. Stand in the middle of the room and take of your clothes," said Roberts.
"All my clothes, Sir?" asked Sherry disappointed at not being allowed a gradual disrobing.
"Yes," said the Principal, predictably.
Sherry shuffled slowly to the middle of the room and started taking her clothes off.
Sherry tried focusing on Matt as she started unbuttoning her blouse, pretending as if she was doing this in private for him but Roberts caught on and said, "Nice try, Sherry. You need to make eye contact with all of us. Tell you what, for each piece of clothing, I will ask you to look at a particular person while you remove the piece of clothing and you will then walk over to that person and hand him the garment."
Sherry grimaced but nodded in acquiescence.
"Ok. Face Tim and lose your blouse," said Roberts.