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 ï>¿Private School Privates by Executionus

   Private School Privates: The First Day

   Part 1:

   At Fairway High (A private school with rates low enough to cause a major
over-population situation) discipline problems were constant.  Despite
being allowed to use all conventional punishments known to schooldom
(including the dreaded spanking) the sheer size of the student body caused
mayhem to continue.  Bullying, pranking the staff, vandalism, and tanking
grades were all on the rise.  Things were getting to be as out of hand as a
low-end public school, with parents wondering why they bothered paying for
the place at all.

   The old principal was fired for letting things get this bad, and a
young, hot teacher was promoted to replace him.  The new top man, Principal
Albert Clint, was a sharply-well-dressed and well-groomed man, almost a
model.  Students and teachers alike felt the urge to swoon around him, and
his confident nature led to him smiling knowingly whenever one of the women
around him was flustered.  Mr Clint was gifted with a tremendous
intelligence partnered with an open-minded wisdom that drew people towards
him and inspired trust and faith.  Despite being in his 20s, the board of
directors for the school all unanimously approved the charismatic visionary
for the position after hearing his revolutionary proposal...a proposal
based on an old "superhero" from his college years to boot.

   Clint's first act over the summer break was organizing a PTO meeting to
ask for the authority to use drastic disciplining methods, including public
humiliation, and the vote gave him the power.  Due to the parental consent
involved, pretty-much anything that went on as a form of discipline would
be legal.  The parents happily signed these forms, hoping that the
brilliant new principal could fix the absolute anarchy that his predecessor
oversaw and could hopefully get these students back on track towards
academic success.

   Albert Clint was about to introduce to the student body of Fairway High
the lessons learned from watching the accomplishments of Executionus, the
mysterious masked man whose controversial actions transformed Clint's
college from a terrible cesspool to a leading college in the state. 
Executionus's use of forced public nudity as a form of punishment for
misdeeds was about to be implemented as a systemic process across an entire
private school.  Clint was eager to see his hypothesis proven.  He was
eager to see the results firsthand.

   So on the beginning of a new school year, Principal Clint ordered an
assembly to announce to the students what type of changes would be in store
for them.  He also secretly hoped for a demonstration, since he was quite
certain the students would think this was all a joke until it was proven to
be very real.  Sure enough he got his "volunteer" in a girl named Lisa
Porter who showed up to the assembly nearly 4 minutes late.  Four whole
minutes, not even a mere four seconds.  The disrespect of a student doing
that on the very first day convinced Clint that this girl would be the
perfect demonstration for the new rules.

   "Excuse me, young lady?" He asked "Do you have a reason for arriving to
school 4 minutes late?"

   Lisa just casually lifted her shoulders to indicate "no", without
actually saying a word.

   "Very well.  Come forward and get on the stage with me.  We are going to
have a little talk." Lisa didn't really move.

   "Now!" Clint ordered, causing Lisa to shyly sprint up to the stage.  She
could see the entire student body staring at her, and she was getting a
major case of stage fright.  She hated being the center of attention, which
was in-part due to her small size and small B-cup breasts.  She was
frequently the butt of jokes for her shortness, thinness, blondeness, and
small cups, and she was also the subject of lewd comments from boys
constantly.  Just because she was hot didn't mean she wanted to be looked
at.  And half the time she felt internally like the compliments were fake,
a joke mocking her.

   Clint sternly asked "Now young lady, what is your name?" To which she
answered "Lisa Porter"

   He continued "Well Lisa, I was just explaining to your fellow students
that in this new school year attendance and behavior problems will be
swiftly punished in new and more creative ways.  Being late to school means
that not only do you disrupt the normal flow of class, but you miss
important information...which leads to failing grades."

   Lisa interrupted "My grades aren't failing."

   Clint smiled and responded "That's good, but they surely have room to
improve, and we're going to test you right now with a pop quiz to see how
much knowledge you've retained over the summer break."

   Lisa looked shocked and whined "What?  But..."

   Clint stopped her "What grade are you in this year?" "...11th"

   He smiled "Alright then.  These will be 10th grade level questions, and
this quiz won't affect your grade for this year.  However, this test will
have a different punishment for missed questions: For every question you
miss, one article of clothing will be removed from your body."

   Lisa stood like a deer in headlights and screamed "WHAT???"

   Lisa looked down at her clothes.  She was wearing a yellow string
halter-top with heavy cleavage for a girl with B-cups.  She was also
wearing a black short skirt with metal rings along the belt line, and
matching black heals.  Other than her underwear and jewelry, that was all
she had, and she suddenly became very nervous about that.

   Principal Clint repeated himself "For every question you miss, of these
ten I have on this prepared questionnaire in front of me for a 10th grader,
you will lose an article of clothing.  If you miss too many of them, then
not only will you prove that you haven't been giving your schoolwork nearly
enough thought to justify such tardiness on the very first day of school,
but you will also suffer full and complete humiliation in front of all of
your peers.  Is that clear?"

   Lisa weakly responded "You can't do that..."

   To which Clint replied "Actually, young lady, the PTO granted me full
power to use any and all humiliations and unusual punishments I see fit in
order to clean up this place, and I believe there was a Mrs.  Porter in
attendance that night as well."

   Lisa grew more and more afraid with every word.  "Oh please Mr.  Clint,
don't make me do this.  I'm sorry, I'll never be late again!"

   Mr Clint then responded in a very soft and reassuring voice "Miss
Porter, all that is required is that you remember 10 mid-level answers to
leave this stage unchanged.  If your attendance problems and lacking focus
are truly not issues then this would be easy for you.  I need to prove,
especially to you, that your inattention to school affairs hurts you, as it
does to any student."

   Despite his attempts, Clint's words only made Lisa more and more
nervous, and whiney, causing Clint to say "Silence, Lisa.  Wait until you
are called upon to speak again."

   As Lisa went quiet, Clint looked to his audience "Now then.  Not only
shall poor behavior be punished in new ways, but exceptional behavior shall
be rewarded in new ways!  I will now call out the 3 highest male student
GPAs from last year to come to the stage: Eric Hollor, Brian Masters, and
Chris Nickles."

   The boys nervously approached the stage, then climbed up beside the
principal.  "As it would be inappropriate for an educator to touch or strip
a student, most especially one under the age of 18, that duty shall be
granted to the most exceptional opposite-gender students in each class. 
This will give extra incentive to place top in your respective classes each
month."

   "Now, Brian and Chris, each of you restrain one of Lisa's arms."

   With that, both boys did as they were told.  Lisa didn't truly try to
escape, but she could barely move her arms at all with boys holding her and
she knew that if she tried to break free she would fail.

   "Eric, as the student with the highest GPA, you are given the task of
removing each article of clothing as I call out the order."

   Eric looked at Lisa with a gaze of pure lust, and Lisa looked back with
a look of pure fear.

   "To ensure that Lisa knows what awaits her for each question, you are to
stand ready with your hands on the object in question, starting with her
right heel."

   Eric knelt down and put his hands lightly on Lisa's foot, and Lisa could
see his trying to look up her skirt from his position.  As she tried to
move more out of his gaze, she was held in place by the other two.

   "Now that everyone is ready, let us begin with our first question!"

   Young 11th grader Lisa Porter was about to be humiliated on stage, on
the first day of school, in front of every single student in the student
body and she knew it.  Being held by three boys, she was to lose a piece of
clothing for every pop quiz question she got wrong.  There were 10
questions, and she had 6 clothing items: 2 heels, yellow string halter,
black skirt, bra, and panties.

   Principal Clint began the test, to a sea of cheering students.  "Your
first question is this one, from English class: You read the novel
Fahrenheit 451 as a 10th Grader.  Who authored this masterpiece?"

   Lisa knew that she should've known that, but she had nothing, so she
guessed "Mark Twain?"

   Clint replied "I'm sorry, that wasn't even close.  The correct answer
was Ray Bradbury.  Eric, remove her shoes"

   With that, Lisa's right heel was pulled off, though surprisingly gently
as Eric tried to not hurt her.  Lisa's heartbeat shot WAY up just from
having a shoe pulled off in public, and she was already getting dizzy.

   Principal Clint then commented "Actually Mr.  Hollor, I meant for both
shoes to be removed.  It seems silly to count them as separate items." And
with that, Eric pulled off the second heel, much faster that the first.

   Lisa's panic sense went haywire.  The shoes both counted as one item? 
That means that she only has 4 clothing items left on her, and 9 more
questions!  She knew that she was doomed and started freaking out and
begging "Please Mr.  Clint, I'll be good from now on"

   Clint responded "Oh, of that I am sure, but only if I prove myself a man
of my word.  It is up to you now to determine what that means for your
outfit.  Eric, please grab onto the bottom of Lisa's shirt next.  Do not
move it unless I give the order!"

   Eric answered "Yes sir." And did as he was told.  Lisa's accelerating
heartbeat doubled as she felt a boy holding her shirt, knowing that he was
about to lift it off of her in front of every kid in school!  She could
feel herself sweating and breathing heavily, and she knew things were just
beginning.

   "Question #2, from Chemistry: On the Periodic Table of the Elements,
which element is the smallest, and therefore first to appear, of the Inert
gasses?"

   Lisa perked up.  She knew this one!  "Helium!"

   "That is correct!  That's 1 wrong and 1 right so far.  Eight more to go.
Question #3, from World History: In the largest and most important battle
in the modern history of western civilization, the Allies invaded
Axis-controlled France in an invasion known as D-Day, turning the tide of
the western front of the second World War.  On what date did this invasion
occur?"

   Lisa thought long and hard, but she just couldn't remember.  She started
to panic, knowing that a wrong answer meant that she was going to lose her
shirt in front of everybody!  She thought and thought and finally
remembered a WW2 date.  "December 7th!"

   "I'm sorry, but that is incorrect." Lisa's heart, and body sunk.  Clint
continued "December 7th, 1941 was actually the date of the Pearl Harbor
attack.  D-Day occurred on June 6th, 1944.  Eric, please remove her shirt."

   As Lisa felt her shirt going up, she screamed, only to be muffled by her
own shirt as it covered her head.  Chris and Brian were forced to let go of
her arms in order for Eric to get the shirt off, but off it went, and down
on the floor it went.  Lisa pulled her arms across her chest, hiding her
simple pink bra (and her breasts) from view.

   Clint spoke up "Brian, Chris, please restrain Lisa's arms.  She is not
allowed to cover herself in any way during this test."

   Despite Lisa struggling with all of her might, her arms were pulled
apart easily and her pink bra, belly button, and complete cleavage were on
full display.  Her bra was probably a size too small as well, meaning that
plenty of skin was being shown.  The roar of laughter, as well as the
hooting and cat-calling, were deafening.  It was louder than a pep rally!
Lisa's face was a darker shade of pink than her underwear, as this was the
most humiliating experience of her life.

   "Now then.  Eric, please grab a hold of Miss Porter's waistband."

   As usual he did as he was told in an instant, and Lisa could now feel
the fingers of a boy, a fairly hot one at that, inside of her clothes!  The
feeling made her legs grow weak.  Worse than that, his fingers were also
inside of her panties!

   Lisa screamed "Hey!  He's grabbing my panties!"

   Mr.  Clint looked at them both sternly as Eric readjusted to be between
clothes as he was supposed to be.  Clint casually spoke "Be patient, Eric.
The lesson means nothing if she is cheated of her fair chance.  Onward,
just 7 more to go."

   Lisa's panic levels hit hard as she realized that the odds were getting
worse for her.  Clint then asked her "Question #4, from Geometry and Trig
Class: A line that intersects with a circle or line curve at only one point
and then continues on forever away from the curve is called the 'what'?"

   Lisa was trapped staring at Eric's hands in her clothes, and barely
heard the question.  "Um...Parallel?"

   "I'm sorry, that is incorrect."

   Lisa tried to fight free "No!  Please!"

   Clint continued, ignoring her "The correct answer was tangent.  A
parallel line would never intersect even if both lines continued on
forever. Eric..."

   Lisa yelled out again "NOO!"

   "...Remove her skirt."

   As Eric's hands were already gripping the skirt fiercely, it was yanked
down to her ankles in an instant, exposing Lisa's pink panties to everyone!
Lisa didn't know which would be worse...her matching underwear making her
look like a slut, or if her underwear had not matched making her look
trashy.  Either way, she couldn't stand having every kid she knew (and a
thousand she didn't) staring at her in only her underwear.  Eric pulled the
skirt off of her feet one by one and tossed it into the pile.  At this
point, the crowd is so loud that Mr.  Clint can barely be heard on his mic,
so he silences the crowd to be able to continue on.

   "Miss Porter, you've now only gotten one answer right out of 4
questions. You have 6 more to go, so you had better hope that you improve.
Eric, please grab a hold of the back of Miss Porter's bra"

   Lisa struggled and went nuts "NO!  Please, that's far enough, I give up,
you were right I'll never be late again, I'll study harder, I'll get
straight A's, I'll do anything you want, I promise!!  Please please just
let me keep my underwear on!"

   Eric froze.  Lisa continued begging "Please, I've learned my lesson, I'm
in my underwear in front of the entire school!  Letting everyone see my
privates is going too far, it would RUIN MY LIFE!  Just make it stop, I beg
you!"

   Mr.  Clint calmly answered her plea "Lisa, I'm not the one losing your
clothes.  You are.  Your lack of focus on the paramount importance of your
education is to blame.  If you miss just one more question out of the
remaining 6, your bra will be removed.  Your arms will be held tightly away
from your body, and you will be displayed fully topless in front of the
entire student body.  Is this clear?  Now Eric, please grab hold of her bra
and keep it held firmly."

   Most kids have that nightmare about being in their underwear in front of
the entire school.  Little Lisa Porter was now living that nightmare, as
she was held in place by 3 boys on the auditorium stage in front of the
entire student body wearing only her matching pink bra and panties.  She
begged herself to wake up, but this wasn't a dream.  This was real.

   But Lisa knew that things were going to get a ton worse, as her
designated stripper, a hot genius named Eric, held onto the back of her
bra, ready to unclasp it and pull it off of her defenseless body at a
moment's notice.  The man who had all of the control was the new principal,
Principal Clint, who had ordered that she lose an item of clothing for
every missed question out of 10.  She has only gotten one right, with six
more to go, and missing even ONE of those six means that every single
person in the building (meaning all 1000+ students and even every single
teacher) was going to see her naked breasts!  Her entire body was in full
panic.

   Clint continued his questioning "The stakes are higher than ever, Miss
Porter, so onward to question #5, from Spanish class: ¿Dónde ahora
estamos?"

   Lisa was breathing heavily, then tried to remember.  "Donde" means
"Where", that one is easy, and "ahora" means "now", also easy.  "Estamos"
is from Estoy, but plural inclusive, so it means "We are".  "Where are we
now?" was the question!

   Lisa answered, very cautiously, "Estamos en escuela.  We are in school"

   Mr.  Clint responded "That is correct!"

   Lisa breathed a huge sigh of relief.  Maybe she could get out of here
with no more humiliation after all.  However, Eric's hands holding her bra
clasp began moving around a little, which caused her to jump and be on edge
again.  It was a frightening feeling to know how much power that kid had
over her right now....  Lisa looked over the gigantic crowd, and that's
when she noticed how many students had their camera-phones out taking
pictures of her undressed body.

   "Mr.  Clint!  Make them stop taking pictures of me, please!"

   Clint looked out and saw the frenzied paparazzi at work.  "Actually,
since students are NOT supposed to be playing with their phones during an
assembly, all phones out are to be confiscated."

   With that, the teachers went around grabbing up as many phones as they
could get, but dozens of sneakier kids had managed to hide their phones
before the teachers got to them.

   "Do not worry, Miss Porter, all unauthorized photos of you will be
removed before they are returned.  Now, onward!  Question #6, from Trig
Math again: We mentioned Tangent last time, and the other two of the three
main Trig functions are Sine and Cosine.  What are the names of their three
reciprocals?"

   Lisa did so much homework in Trig that she couldn't possibly forget any
of those six evil words.  "Secant, Cosecant, and Cotangent!"

   Mr.  Porter smiled and called out "That is correct!  That's 2 in a row
now.  I see that the extra incentives are starting to pay dividends.  Any
students out there with failing grades this semester shall be wise to
remember this, as they may be the next person on display taking a strip pop
quiz."

   Lisa's heartbeat started to relax, only slightly, as she began to think
that she would be ok.

   "Only 4 more questions remaining.  Question #7, from English: William
Shakespeare wrote many masterpieces, including Macbeth which you were
required to read last year.  In what style of poetry do the noble
characters in Shakespearean works speak?"

   Lisa shook, panic hitting a new high.  She knew that she didn't know
that, and started freaking out.  She fell silent and hoped that the extra
time would save her somehow.

   Clint rushed her "Well?  Failure to answer will be treated as a forfeit,
young lady."

   Lisa's eyes went wide, and she just yelled out "Rhyming!"

   Lisa looked onward, her eyes begging the principal to say that she was
right.  Instead, Clint replied "More specific?"

   Her hopes fell.  She had nothing.  As Clint looked at her and she felt
time expiring, she blurted out "Soliloquy!"

   "I'm sorry, but that is incorrect."

   The crowd erupted hearing this, and Lisa felt like she was about to
faint.  She shrieked in horror at her impending fate.

   "The correct answer was Iambic Pentameter.  Eric, you may now..."

   Lisa screamed "NOOO!"

   "...remove her bra."

   As Eric started pulling on the bra clasp and fumbling with it, Lisa
started begging.  "Please, you guys, Stop!  Let me go and I'll give you
anything you want!"

   The boys didn't stop.

   "PLEASE!  Oh God, no."

   Eric was clearly not used to removing bras, and him struggling to unhook
the clasps was only torturing Lisa more and more.

   An increasingly desperate Lisa then whispered to the boys "Guys please,
if you let me go, I'll let you three see everything after school, just
not...in front of EVERYBODY!"

   Eric finally got the back unclasped, which loosened the bra.  He then
walked in front of Lisa to grab the straps.

   "NOOOO!  Ok ok ok, I'll give you all money, I'll let you guys touch me
all over, as long as you want, I'll be your slave, just let me out of here
before everyone sees me!!!!"

   With Lisa's bra straps halfway down her arms, any sudden movements would
render her topless.  Eric paused after hearing her last offer, and all
three boys considered accepting it.  A hot girl slave is a very tempting
thing to offer to a teenage boy after all.

   Clint would have none of this "Mr Hollor, get on with it or I will find
someone else who will."

   So with that, Eric looked Lisa in the frightened eyes, whispered
"Sorry", and then pulled the bra off of Lisa's now-bare tits!

   All three boys were staring at her diamond-hard nipples in all of their
pink glory.  Eric's body was hiding the girl from the audience still, and
when the boys let go of her hands to pull the bra off of her she fought
free and covered her chest before anyone else could see her.  Lisa then
tried to run away off-stage, but was grabbed around the waist by Chris.  As
the other two boys held her arms by the elbows, Lisa's hands were digging
into her own skin to try and keep her nipples hidden at all costs.

   Mr Clint ordered again "Boys, please pull Miss Porter's arms aside, and
display her here in the spotlight.  This outburst accomplishes nothing."

   With Chris and Brian both puling hard while Eric held her in place,
Lisa's hands came free of her chest in an instant!  Now over 1000 people
(girls AND boys) were staring at her bare breasts, pink areolas, and perky
nipples.  The crowd exploded, and so did Lisa's heart.  Lisa watched as
several students tried to take her picture again without getting caught. 
Most of them failed and lost their phones, but Lisa knew that there were
going to be a couple that would get away with it, and that pictures of her
topless were going to be EVERYWHERE now.  Probably even on the internet....
All of the shock and excitement was making Lisa start to faint again.

   Mr Clint resumed order by silencing the crowd, and then turning towards
Lisa and her strippers.  "You now have 3 more questions to get right. 
Eric, please grab hold of Lisa's waistband."

   Lisa's mind snapped to attention instantly.  He wouldn't strip her
COMPLETELY naked, would he?  As Eric got a firm hold of her tiny little
string bikini-cut panties, placing his fingers mostly in the front as
opposed to the actual sides, it was then clear to Lisa that she was about
to show EVERYTHING!  Having her breasts bared was the worst moment of her
life, but having her pussy shown to the world would be 100 times worse!

   Three questions left, and she would have to be perfect....  If she got
even one of them wrong, then every single person at that school would learn
that she was a natural blonde as they ogled her bare pussy.

   The moment of truth was finally upon her.  Lisa Porter stood nearly
naked on stage, completely topless with her arms held apart, in front of
the entire student body.  The very last thing covering her tiny little body
was an equally tiny pair of pink string-bikini style panties, which were
being grabbed and lightly tugged upon by a boy.

   "Question #8, from Health class: What is the full name for the disease
which is most commonly nicknamed 'the flu'?"

   Lisa took a second, but then answered "Influenza!"

   Clint hailed her "That is correct!"

   Lisa was quite relieved, however Eric's hands in the front of her
panties started to pull outward slightly.  Lisa could see him trying to
sneak a peak down them, so she kicked her leg forward slightly to stop him.
All three boys were staring openly at her breasts which were right in front
of them (as was the entire auditorium) making Lisa feel topless all over
again.  And that's when she noticed the school paper's photographer,
pointed right at her with his zoom lens high-res camera while crouching
directly in front of the stage!

   Lisa screamed "Oh my God, that guy is still taking pictures of me!!"

   Clint looked at the photographer and simply said "I confiscated student
phones because they were not allowed to be used here, but the official
newspaper will require some photos of this important assembly.  Leonard is
performing this task with my approval.  I suppose you could consider him
extra incentive to get these last two questions correct."

   Lisa grew white, knowing that there would be pictures for all to see of
her nipples in high resolution.  She no longer could even pretend like the
kids in the back couldn't see her well enough.  Everyone would see every
detail in the paper, and if she missed one more question everyONE would see
everyTHING!

   "Question #9, from Chemistry class: A chemical with a pH level below 7
is known as an acid, with the lower pH numbers being more acidic.  What is
the term for a compound with a pH greater then 7?"

   Lisa started to panic as she didn't know that one, and started praying
and fighting her mind to remember fast.  As she paused, she felt Eric's
hands moving in her panties again, and now the back of his hands were
actually brushing up against her pubic hair!  This feeling shocked her
worse than anything thus-far, making her jump, and that shock suddenly gave
her the answer.

   "Alkaline!!"

   "That is correct!  Well now, you only have one final question remaining.
You've made it all the way to the end of this quiz.  Get this last one
right, and your genitals will remain concealed."

   Having Mr.  Clint say that phrase just made her even more embarrassed
about her situation, but she still felt a rush of hope.  Just one more now!
Would she really escape without 1000+ people and a zoom-lens camera seeing
her vagina and its neatly trimmed little blonde bush?

   "Question #10, from World History: I symbolically chose this question to
be last because of how well it fit into this situation.  In the legend of
Lady Godiva, the noblewoman who rode naked through the center of town, much
as you may soon be, what was it exactly that she was protesting of her
husband's policies?"

   Lisa's panic reflex went crazy now.  Even little kids know who Lady
Godiva is, but Lisa didn't have a clue WHY she was naked.  She looked
around the audience for some type of clue, but all she saw were hundreds of
guys drooling over her, cheering louder the longer she stalled.  As her
desperation hit hard, she looked into the eyes of Eric, the boy holding her
fate, and her panties, in his hands with a death-grip.

   She whispered to him "Please help" hoping that the smartest kid in the
school could tell her the answer quickly.

   Clint called out "You're running out of time, and therefore clothing,
Miss Porter."

   Lisa was beyond desperate now, and turned away from Clint in order to
quickly whisper to the boy holding her waistband and gently rubbing his
fingers against her pubic hair "Please, tell me the answer and I'll sleep
with you!"

   Eric, who would do anything to have sex with this nearly-naked girl in
front of him, whispered "Taxes".

   Lisa screamed out like a panicked animal "TAXES!"

   Mr.  Clint paused for several tense seconds, before declaring "That is
correct."

   Lisa's fear and panic turned to sudden and overwhelming joy.  She
whispered "Thank you" to her stripper for his mercy.

   Clint continued on "However, I believe that you were helped by one of
these gentlemen in coming to that answer."

   Lisa suddenly restarted her panic and shaking.

   "Is this true, young lady?"

   Lisa nearly broke down "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was so scared, please
don't make me do it, please don't strip me, please, anything but that!"

   Clint could see the terror on Lisa's face, and issued a verdict "Well,
Miss Porter, I am glad that you could be honest with me, but I also cannot
ignore cheating."

   Lisa screamed "NO!  Please!"

   Clint interrupted her "Therefore, I will offer you a partial punishment
as a form of compromise.  Chris, Brian, release her arms."

   The boys let her go, and Lisa quickly threw her arms over her chest. 
Eric's hands were still deep in her panties.

   "Lisa, your arms will be free so that you may cover yourself, however
those panties still have to go.  Eric, please remove her panties"

   With this order, Eric began tugging down her tiny panties.  Lisa
screamed, but was able to cover her most private area with both hands as
the panties fell to the ground and then off of her.  This left her boobs
out in the open, but she could live with that as long as nobody saw the
rest of her.  The crowd erupted in cheers and screams, and Lisa could feel
1000+ eyes glued directly between her legs.  She watched as the three boys
on stage snuck behind her to get a look at her bare ass, but she knew she
couldn't turn away from them without flashing the entire audience so she
was forced to just let them see it.  She watched as the camera boy kept
moving and taking shots from underneath her in front of the stage, so she
grabbed her pussy tightly to make sure that not even a single hair was
showing!

   The crowd started chanting "Move your hands!  Move your hands!" and the
intensity of the situation was beyond unbearable for her.  All she could do
was stand still like a statue, praying for mercy.

   Mr.  Clint then went to the mic again "Ladies and gentlemen, you have
now all seen a taste of what will happen to those who misbehave or slack in
their work.  Humiliation punishments such as this and far, far worse will
be the standard, for both girls AND boys.  Any student who fails a test
will be forced to strip in front of his or her classmates.  Many other
infractions will carry similar punishments.  In addition, at the end of
each month the student with the lowest GPA will be displayed here on the
stage, often times in far worse stages of undress than Miss Porter is now.
This will continue until all students earn a grade average of 90% or
better. To the student with the most behavior write-ups, an even worse
punishment will be dealt.  I'll save that one for a surprise.  Meanwhile to
students who excel and lead, many new benefits will befall you.  I wish for
you all to take this lesson and remember every word, for this new
zero-tolerance system will never go away during your tenure here.  This
isn't temporary.  This is the new normal moving forward.  I remain
optimistic that these policies will result in tremendous improvements
across the board here at Fairway High."

   Mr.  Clint walked over to the pile of Lisa's clothing and scooped it all
up.  Lisa looked at him, embarrassed beyond words to be talking to a
fully-dressed hunky man right in front of her while she was fully naked and
95% exposed to him.  She timidly asked "Can I go and get dressed now
please?"

   Mr.  Clint answered "You are dismissed, however your clothes will only
be returned at the end of the school day.  You may change into your gym
clothes, if you remembered to bring them that is.  Otherwise you are on
your own."

   Lisa's face became fully white.

   "Please see me after school for your property." Mr.  Clint then went to
the mic and announced "You are all dismissed, please report to homeroom in
no more than 5 minutes.  Don't be late!  I don't believe I have to
elaborate as to why not."

   Lisa panicked worse than ever!  She was naked, fully 100% naked, hands
practically glued to her trimmed blonde bush and virgin little slit, with
her only clothes far away in her locker.  She was going to have to run
through a sea of horny and cruel students to get there!  What was she going
to do now?