Author's Note:
This is continuation of a long story. It is not meant to be realistic. It is just pure fantasy.
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The next scene was meant to resemble the staff room. In keeping with the minimalist props, I guess Matt found it hard to pay attention to stage set up while planning with a massive hard-on.
All that was set up was a bunch of tables joined together and all my colleagues seated together on foldable chairs.
Not that anyone was complaining, of course.
The Principal dragged me on stage and asked me to confess to my colleagues.
I went back in time to the day when I had to confess my mistake to all my unbelieving colleagues and had been slowly stripped and spanked that fateful day for the first time before them. Now it would happen again with an audience looking on with rapt attention.
Feeling that initial shame all over again, I confessed how I had inadvertently leaked the test questions to Sam and how I was so sorry I had compromised the integrity of the school.
I knelt before the Principal in my beautiful black suit dress and asked him to punish me as he saw fit.
Roberts patted my head condescendingly and said, "Sherry sweetheart, I would like you pick four of your colleagues and go over to each of them in turn and ask them to take off a piece of your clothing. Pick the ones that will be most humiliating for you, otherwise I will pick them."
I remained kneeling and pleaded, "Sir, please don't make do that!"
"I thought you just promised to let me punish you as I saw fit?" he reminded me.
"Yes Sir! But I did not imagine it would be something this humiliating!" I whined, adding to the drama.
"Humiliation will be a big part of your restitution," he said, predictably. Unknown to me, the audience h ad been told that what we would be witnessing was a n abbreviated part of what had actually transpired a few months ago and they were watching with undivided attention.
I nodded and stood up and went over to Penny, the secretary who hated me and asked, "Penny, will you please take off my top?"
I had deliberately chosen the top rather than the skirt because it felt it would be more humiliating to stand in my bra and suit skirt than in my top that would cover my panties.
"Awww Sherry, I would be delighted to. About time you got your comeuppance," said Penny as she turned me around to face the audience and took my jacket and top off.
"Keep it with you. After her punishment, we will make her ask for her items of clothing back," said the Principal.
I next went to Ernie and asked, "Ernie, my hated colleague, please divest me of my bra?"
Again, I had chosen an article out of sequence to make it more embarrassing, to everyone's delight.
"Yes, I would, Sherry. Remember, how you once admonished me for staring at your boobs when you were showing your cleavage? Now I am going to see your naked boobs and stare at them to my heart's content," said Ernie, rubbing it in.
"Yes, Ernie. You can. I hate it but I am helpless," I said playing my hapless heroine part.
"Ask politely," said Ernie.
"Ernie, kind Sir, will you please take my bra off and reveal my naked breasts to everyone?" I asked as politely as I could. I resisted the temptation to say something sarcastic because I, as well as my loyal audience, deserved the experience my undiluted embarrassment.
"Wow Sherry. You can be polite. I had not thought it was possible," said the bastard, before standing up, turning me around to face the audience and slowly and sensuously removing my bra.
He then stepped in front of me and asked me to put my hands on my head and jut my breasts out and ogled me with a smirk. God, how I wanted to slap his face but my feigned helplessness merely caused me to feel a rush of arousal.
Next, I went to Matt and asked him to remove my skirt.
Matt slipped into the role of the awestruck fan that he initially was and said sheepishly, "Sherry, I am so sorry you have to go through this humiliating experience. But nothing will diminish the respect and admiration I feel for you."
He knelt behind me and unzipped my skirt and I was left standing in only my black panties.
I had been asked to choose the ones that would be most humiliating. For the final act, what could be more humiliating than going to Harvey. My mind went back to the first time I had been denuded in front of my hated nemesis and flushed hot as I went to him and asked, "Harvey, my hated rival, it will be so humiliating to have you peel down my panties and expose my naked pussy to the world."
Harvey was also taken aback my convincing role-play but recovered to rub it in, "Wow Sherry. That is quite a come-down for you. Standing topless before me and asking me to strip you completely naked in front of all your colleagues!"
I resisted a wisecrack at his unconvincing dialogue and continued playing my role and said, "Yes Harvey. I am only doing this to make amends for my terrible lack of judgment."
"I guess lack of clothing goes will join lack of judgment?" he taunted.
"Yes Harvey. It will be so humiliating to stand before all my colleagues completely naked," I admitted.
He had me face the audience, pulled his chair in front of me and sat so as that he was almost eye level with my panties. I again went back to the first time I had to experience this and my face betrayed a mix of embarrassment and helpless anger as the despicable Harvey slowly inched my panties down and stared at my naked mound leaving my panties resting at my thighs. He had me give him a slow twirl so he could admire me from all angles.
Finally, he peeled the panties completely off me and dangled it his hands, tauntingly in front of me.
"Beg me to hold them for you," he said.
"Harvey, my sworn enemy, please do me the favor of holding on to my panties for me until my punishments are done," I asked sincerely.
"Since you asked me so nicely, I will do so," said the bastard, rubbing in the fact that I was forced to be nice to him.
"I am much obliged, kind Sir," I said with the merest hint of sarcasm before looking at Roberts.
While I had been getting stripped, Roberts had had my punishment chair and mirror brought over to the stage.
He came over and led me to the chair that was positioned with its back to the mirror. I would be able to see myself, my punisher and some of the audience in the mirror.
He positioned me on the chair, stroked my head and said, "You will now call your colleagues one by one to come over and give you two spanks and thank them for it when they do."
I chose to start with the least humiliating.
Mike, will you please come over and give me my two spanks," I asked.
Mike came over nervously, placed his left hand over my boobs and spanked me with his right hand.
Then, it came down to the ones who would be more humiliating.
Ernie, Jeff, Roberts and then Matt.
Despite everything I had been through and despite the fact that both of us enjoyed it, it still felt humiliating to be spanked by Matt in public.
Then it was Nancy's turn and I knew she would rub it in.
"Nancy, my best friend forever, will you please come over and spank me?" I asked.
Nancy came over, stood behind me and said, "Oh poor Sherry. This must be so embarrassing to have your best friend spank your naked butt before all our colleagues!"
"Yes Nancy, it is! But I need to be punished. I know you hate to do this to me but be brave and do it so I can get over this ordeal," I said, again with just a hint of sarcasm. Initially, Nancy had been a reluctant participant until she too discovered the joys of public humiliation.
"Yes, Sherry. This will hurt me more than it will hurt you, but it needs to be done, so you learn your lesson," said Nancy, also getting into the frame of mind she probably had during my first punishment.
"One, thank you Nancy. Please give me another," I said as the first spank landed.
"Two, thank you Nancy. Thank you so much for giving me my well-deserved punishment," I said with the second spank.
"Oh Sherry! This is terrible! I can see your pussy is glistening. Are you getting turned-on by all this?" inquired the bitch looking at my pussy between my legs. I had deliberately spread my legs a little and raised my butt so the audience could get a view of all my charms.
I blushed and bristled. I had signed up for feeling the rush of initial embarrassment all over again and getting exactly that!
"I I can't help it. I think it is the body's autonomous response," I whimpered, not entirely inaccurately.
"Oh, that is so shameful, Sherry! To have all your colleagues know you get horny when humiliated!" added the bitch in faux sympathetic voice, as I shot daggers at her. She would pay dearly for this sometime in the future but right now brain was in a helplessly aroused state and I couldn't think of anything.
"Lara, my step-sister, will you come over and punish your errant sister?" I asked.
Lara too decided to rub in my humiliation and saying, "So here is Daddy's sweet little girl, kneeling naked in front of her colleagues asking her sister to spank her."
She still had unresolved sibling rivalry issues and I said, "He loves you too, Lara."
"But you are his favorite. What would he say if he saw you like this?"
"He would be proud that I am taking my punishment with dignity," I retorted.
"Dignity is not a term I would use. You are shamelessly naked, kneeling in a submissive pose for all the world to see!" she pointed out and I writhed helplessly, feeling the shame long with the inevitable intense arousal that accompanied it, burn my face.
"Lara, please give me my spanks?" I asked
"One, thank you, dear sister. May I have another," I said, at the first spank.
"Two, thank you, dear sister for punishing me in front of all our colleagues," I said at the second spank. Lara looked like she would have liked to continue spanking me and left reluctantly after sticking her tongue out at me. The audience loved the drama and were watching spellbound.
Next was Penny.
