The Punishment Fits the Crime

Continued from Harsh Reality . From Uniform Girls 20 Jennifer scurried to the cupboard. On the lowest shelf she found the newspapers. She took the top few sheets and returned to the adjoining room. ‘On the floor with it.’ The senior tutor pointed at the cleanly-swept bare floor. Jennifer stooped down and smoothed the newspaper out. ‘Stand on it. And on no account move away from it.’ The woman read through further notes in silence, pacing slowly across the room. Occasionally she looked up at the girl, standing, waiting, perched on her little square of newsprint. ‘How did you taunt the other girl? The new one? What did you call her?’ She stood still, standing face-on to the girl, her facial expression demanding a reply. ‘I… called her… Little tits…’ Jennifer blushed as she confessed, repeating the words she had used as a cruel taunt. The woman gave Jennifer a slight smile. ‘Then I shall call you big bottom, yo...