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   Sherry's Test -- The Graduation Party -- Scene 1

   Prologue

   One Saturday morning, Matt said "We are going to your class graduation
party this afternoon.  It will be a lot of fun."

   "Oh God!  What am in for?" I asked.

   "Wouldn't you rather be surprised?" asked Matt, not unreasonably.

   I shrugged and said, "I guess I would." After the last student had
turned 18, I had been stripped and spanked in class in front of them and I
was pretty sure something like that was in store for me.

   After a light lunch, we drove to school and he took me to the
auditorium.

   "You get to live out all your fantasies today," Matt said ominously as
he led me backstage.

   "You mean all YOUR fantasies," I said, calling out his subterfuge.

   He explained to me what I was in store for.  There would be a number of
skits.  Each skit had a loose outline and a lot of it would be left to
improvisation.  Everyone would be given my safe word which was "cactus"
based on the Netflix show "Submission" that both Ma



   Scene 1:

   I was a teacher caught shoplifting in a store by a student who was
working part-time as a security guard.

   The plot seemed vaguely familiar and Matt later told me he had read it
on asstr.org or some site like that.

   Imagine my embarrassment when Sam came over dressed as a security guard
and marched me on to the stage.  There was a desk set up ostensibly to be
the manager's office.

   Sitting at the desk pretending to do some paperwork was my perverted
sweetheart Matt.

   "Oh God, I am going to be stripped and punished by Sam in front of
Matt," I thought to myself.  I was not altogether averse to the idea of
being stripped and groped by a crush in front of my fiance but to have that
happen in front of all my ex-students and fellow teachers as well as my
parents-in-law!  That would be something else.

   Oh I forgot to mention that when I stepped on stage I noticed that the
audience comprised of all my ex-students, my colleagues, my future in-laws
and others I had been 'exposed to' like Omar and so on.

   "I caught this lady shoplifting a necklace, Sir!" said Sam.

   "Hmmm I think we should call the police," said Matt barely able to hide
his glee.

   I was tempted to not play according to script and say, "Fine call the
police!" but decided to play the role.

   "Please don't call the police, Sir!  I will do anything!" I pleaded,
flashing my eyes seductively.

   "Well I guess we can handle it here then," said Matt.  "Provided you are
co-operative!"

   "Oh, I will co-operate, Sir!" I assured him.

   "Very well then, Sam.  God knows what else she has stolen.  I think a
strip search is in order!" said Matt.

   "Oh no!  Please Sir!  I am not hiding anything else," I pleaded, now
totally into the role.

   "Well we need to be sure," said Matt firmly.

   The script did not give me much direction except the rough outline of
the situation, so I decided to add in my own.

   "Please Sir!  Send Sam away.  You see until a few months ago, he was one
of my students.  It will be so humiliating to have him strip search me!" I
pleaded.

   "That's interesting," said Matt, his eyes clearly twinkling with
appreciation for my improvisation.

   "That adds a new dimension to the situation.  I think some humiliation
is in order.  It may serve as a deterrent," said Matt predictably.

   The devil in me came out.

   "But Sir!  What if I enjoy the humiliation?  In that case it won't be a
deterrent," I said impetuously.

   "In that case, we shall enjoy humiliating you over and over," said Matt,
taken aback but recovering swiftly.

   "Well, teacher, time for you to strip," said Sam, deliberately
emphasizing the 'teacher' part.

   "I think it will be more humiliating if you strip her yourself frisking
her for any stolen goods at every stage," said Matt and I grimaced
silently.

   I turned to face Sam and the audience and Sam came over and felt me up,
sensuously caressing my boobs and my ass.  I was fully dressed but to have
my crush grope me in public had me groaning.  By now, you know I kind of
enjoy being put in these predicaments but part of the fun is pretending to
be compelled to do it.  I had a chance to act out a 'first time' scenario
and both Matt and I enjoy that tremendously.

   Sam had been told beforehand to not hold back and that I would also
secretly enjoy it, otherwise I guess he would have been more bashful.

   After feeling me up through my clothes he went behind to unzip my skirt
and let it fall to the floor.  He then stepped in front of me and slowly
and sensuously unbuttoned my shirt until I stood in bra and panties with
the open shirt still on me.

   "See I am not hiding anything," I said, playing the role.  I could see
the audience enthralled by my slipping into the character.

   "Not so sure.  Let me check," said Sam and proceeded to frisk my bra
clad breasts and caressed me through my panties.

   "Don't think she is hiding anything, Sir!" he said.

   "Yes, I am not hiding anything, Sir!" I echoed.

   "We can never be too sure.  Proceed with the stripping," said Matt
looking up for the journal he was pretending to write.

   "Time to make a clean breast of it, teach," said Sam and I stuck out my
tongue at him.

   The audience always loved these moments and I did too.

   Sam shook his head smilingly and slowly proceeded to remove my shirt off
my shoulders and then unhook the bra and inched the straps ever so slowly
down my arms.  I closed my eyes and imagined he was doing this in the
privacy of my bedroom and felt myself getting wet.  I felt the cool air on
my breasts and opened my eyes and looked into Sam's adoring eyes and then
the audience.

   Practically everyone in the audience had seen me naked before and yet
they were staring at me mesmerized.  They could not get enough of it and
neither could Matt and if truth be told neither could I.

   Sam turned me around to face Matt and felt me under my breasts,
ostensibly to make sure I wasn't hiding anything.  God it was surreal.  To
have my ex-student grope me like that in front of my fiancÃ(C)e.  I was
getting wetter by the second and praying I would not leave a telltale sign
on my panties.  Matt, I could tell, was getting massively turned on and
stared at me wide-eyed.

   "You know if you wanted to sleep with him in order to have one last
fling before we got married, I would let you," he would tell me later to
which I replied, "No sweetheart.  Just the foreplay and imagination is
enough."

   He then had me hop up on the table so that my pussy would be eye level
with him as he took down my panties.  I was surprised at an inexperienced
Sam being so adept at this only to learn that Matt had put him up to it. 
hat a rascal and I loved him for it.  To think that at one point, I had
considered him to be nice and boring!

   Anyway, so Sam had me stand up on the desk facing him and the audience
wearing only my panties and inched my panties down ever so slowly.  i
blushed uncontrollably as I watched myself getting denuded in front of
everyone.

   My freshly shaven mound came into view and the panties were rolled off
my legs as I stood completely nude in front of Sam and the appreciative
audience.

   Matt loves how despite all that I have been through in the past few
months, I can still blush.  But new situations like this help keep my
embarrassment alive.  Honestly, I enjoy blushing as much as Matt loves
making me blush.

   "Now you can search her," said Matt, in a matter of fact tone.

   My eyes widened with shock and Sam looked wide-eyed with surprise.  I
had not thought he would actually have Sam search me in front of this huge
audience!  Even Sam had not expected things to go this far.

   He had me get down from the desk and stand.

   Without being asked to, I clasped my hands behind my head, jutted out my
breasts a bit and struck a submissive pose.  God, I enjoy those helpless
poses.

   Sam smiled and had me open my mouth and inspected my mouth.  God, how
degrading!

   Next, he inspected my breasts, kneading them a little.  I couldn't help
but get a little wet and getting felt up by Sam in front of my fiancÃ(C)e.

   Next, he inserted his finger in my pussy.

   "I am not hiding anything there!" I hissed in mock outrage.

   "We need to be sure.  You should have her up the desk, so you can
inspect properly," said Matt.

   My eyes widened again in surprise.

   "Oh my God!  I am going to be splayed wide in front of my students!" I
thought with trepidation as well as excitement.

   Sam eagerly led me to the desk Matt was sitting at and had me lie on my
back with my legs up.  Matt wasn't happy that my face was hidden.  He
wanted me to see myself in the monitors and wanted the audience to see my
blushing face.  He stood behind the desk and re-positioned me to hold me up
so my face and breasts were visible to my audience.  Sam then had me spread
my legs wide and I blushed uncontrollably.  My pussy was clearly glistening
and Sam spread my lips further and conducted a thorough examination.  I
could see some of my girl students give me disapproving looks but most in
the audience were captivated by the spectacle I was presenting.

   Sam decided to torment me further by asking, "So teach, how does it feel
to be lying naked and spread open in front of your student?"

   "Oh Sam!  I always dreamt I would be in this situation," I said
sarcastically and the audience guffawed.  Everyone enjoyed the fact that I
was game enough to go along with whatever ludicrous situation they put me
into but also sassy enough to surprise them with out-of-character remarks.

   Sam was a novice at this could not think of a snappy comeback but smiled
at my comment and proceeded to inspect me thoroughly.  He had me squirming
and moaning under his administrations.  To have that be done in public --
how deliciously humiliating!

   "She is all clean, Sir," said Sam after fingering and stroking my pussy
for a couple of minutes.

   "Right.  Now we punish her for stealing," said Matt predictably.

   "Whhhhat kind of punishment, Sir?" slipping back into my role.

   "Why a spanking of course," said Matt.

   They had me kneel on the desk on all fours and Matt and Sam stood on
either side of desk and sync spanked me.  As usual, I was made to count
till ten and thank them before asking for the next one.

   "Now you can live up to your I'll do anything promise," said Matt as he
raised me off the desk and had me kneel in front of him.

   I unzipped his fly wondering if I was going to have to blow him in
public but mercifully, the curtains came down before I could take his penis
out.

   It was gratifying to hear the loud applause from the audience as the
curtains closed.

   "Oh God!  That was crazy!" I said, before grabbing my clothes and going
backstage to dress for the next part.



   Sherry's Test Ch.  37b

   The next scene was set up like a small restaurant with just a few
tables.

   I was asked to wear an elegant party dress  -" one of my favorite
electric blue dresses.  Matt had gone through a lot of trouble to pick out
appropriate outfits for each scenario.

   Matt and I walked on to the stage lovingly holding hands.  Waiting at
the table to my consternation was Nancy, who I did not mind but her
despicable boyfriend and my nemesis, Harvey, who I minded a lot.

   Seated at the next table were my in-laws to be, Tom, Kate, Andy and
Carol.

   Seated at another table were Harry and Claire.  And at the fourth table
was the rogue Principal, who had set in motion my whole saga of public
humiliation, with his wife Mary.

   I had been punished before all of them before but this was a new
situation.  Plus, since each scene was a stand-alone scenario, I got to
pretend each one was the first time and got experience the rush of
first-time humiliation all over again.  God How I loved that.  As did Matt
and most of my audience.

   Harvey sneered knowingly at me while undressing me with his eyes in an
obvious manner.

   "Stop gawking at me, you ape.  That too in front of your girlfriend, my
best friend, Nancy!" I admonished him, knowing fully well that this would
make my eventual humiliation in front of him that much more acute.

   Harvey, taken aback, sulked and Nancy too admonished him for his lack of
social grace.

   The waiter came to take my order and predictably, it was Sam.

   "How many times will be punished in front of him," I wondered, with
trepidation mixed with excitement.

   "Hi Sam!  I did not know you worked here," I said pleasantly.

   "Just a temp job.  So good to see you again, teach.  You look lovely as
usual," he said graciously.

   As directed by the minimal script I was given, I looked him up and down
and admired his fit physique.  That was the reason I had admonished Harvey.
I knew from the script that I would be punished for flirting with Sam and
it would make my punishment that much more acute.

   Sam brought us our drink orders and again I made eyes at him blatantly.

   "Sam, did Sherry flirt with you in class?" asked Matt.

   Sam coughed and looked embarrassed and stuttered, "I I can't say, Sir!"

   Damn he was good.  I did not know he had a talent for acting.

   "Well she was doing it very obviously right now.  Clearly, when she
accused Harvey of the same thing, she was projecting her own tendencies on
to him," said Matt in a professor-like tone.

   I rolled my eyes at his pop psychology 101 and Matt admonished me,
"Don't you roll your eyes at me like that.  You need to atone for your
blatant public flirting."

   "Oh, is it OK for me flirt in private then?" I asked sassily and the
audience burst out clapping.

   "Ok now you have real made me mad.  I was going to punish you when we
got home, but it is befitting that you be punished right here!" said Matt
pretending to be angry.

   I too pretended to be contrite and said, "I am sorry sweetheart.  I was
just teasing you.  I like to make you jealous.  You are so passionate
then!"

   "Too late for your apology.  You are going to be punished right here,"
said Matt firmly.

   "Oh Matt.  You can't be serious.  Not in a public restaurant!" I
exclaimed playing my role to the hilt.

   "I am sure the manager won't mind.  Let's check with him," he said and
gestured to Sam to summon the manager.

   "The manager won't mind?" I asked incredulously.  "What about me?"

   "Oh, I so want you to mind.  That's part of your punishment!" exclaimed
Matt.

   Sam came with another man who my horror, turned out to be Omar.  Omar
was the salesman I had gotten unjustly fired some time back and I had been
punished before him multiple times.  Still did not make it easy though.

   "Do you mind if we punish my fiancÃ(C)e for shamelessly flirting with
your waiter here?" asked Matt.

   Omar pretended to be surprised and asked, "What kind of punishment would
that be Sir?"

   "I think some old-fashioned corporal punishment is in order," said Matt
pompously.

   "Well," said Omar rubbing his chin thoughtfully before adding, "The
restaurant is closed so as long as the other customers don't mind, I
certainly don't."

   "That's fair.  Sweetheart will you go to all the tables and ask them if
they would mind you getting stripped and spanked?" asked Mattas as casually
as if he was asking me to go to the next table and borrow the salt shaker.

   "Matt, please don't!" I pleaded.

   "Come on sweetie.  This is for your own good," Matt said firmly.

   I put on my vulnerable face and went over to my future in-laws to ask
them if they minded me getting spanked in public!  It was hilarious
considering the number of times they had already participated in such
happenings but for the purpose of this scene, they were strangers in a
restaurant and it was the first time I was getting punished in public.  I
loved it!

   I am sure I looked delectable in my elegant blue dress as I went over to
strangers in a restaurant and asked, "Would you mind if my fiancÃ(C)e
spanks me for flirting with the waiter?"

   Omg!  It was fun playing the reluctant lady about to experience a public
spanking for the first-time.  My future in-laws were clearly impressed with
my acting skills and looked wide-eyed and played the role of incredulous
on-lookers by saying things like, "You got to be kidding me" and "He
wouldn't really do that, would he?"

   To rub it in, Tom, my future father-in-law, rose up, looked at Matt and
said pompously, "You have my permission to take your future wife in hand,
my son."

   I bristled at the sexist innuendo there.  As mentioned before, I am
still a feminist and all for equal rights and all that, and for that
matter, Matt is too.  Never in our relationship had there been any sign of
male dominance and we were equals in all respects.  Even in financial
matters where Matt was clearly superior, he treated me as an equal and
discussed all our financial investments with me.  He explained the
intricacies without ever being condescending or mansplaining.  Sex was the
only arena where he enjoyed dominance and sex was the only arena where I
enjoyed being submissive, so it was a perfect fit.  But I didn't expect the
others to understand that and chose to ignore the occasional boorish
comments.  I chose to do that only because outside of these episodes, they
treated me completely normally and affectionately and no reference was made
to this aspect of our relationship.

   Before I could go over to the next table, Matt beckoned me over and when
I went to him, he asked Sam to take my dress off in front of Harvey.  God,
how deliciously humiliating!

   I stood before the smirking Harvey as Sam stepped behind me and unzipped
my dress and slowly took it off me to leave me standing before Harvey in my
light blue slip.  God, I wished I could slap the smirk off his face and
that feeling of helplessness inevitably added to my perverse enjoyment of
my predicament.  The audience looked enthralled and what I would learn
later was that the audience had been provided a list of characters and the
context, so everyone new about my enmity with Harvey and that Claire was my
high school rival and that Harry was the guy I had dumped and Tom, Kate,
Andy and Carol were my future in-laws and so on.  No wonder they were
enjoying the scene so much!  I do have a devilish fiancÃ(C)e and I love him
for it.

   "Looks like slowly we are going to leave less and less to my
imagination, sweetie," said the bastard and all I could do was to make a
face at him and walk to the next table.  The fact that I was walking in my
slip wearing high heels made the scene even more incongruous.

   I walked over to Roberts and Mary and they too played the role of
incredulous diners to the hilt.

   "Mary, I saw you eyeing the waiter too, Maybe, after Sherry is punished,
you can take a turn!" said Roberts and Mary looked horrified but I could
detect the very familiar undertone of wistful longing and I gave her a
quick half-smile.

   Next was Claire and Harry.  Harry asked me if I remembered him. 
Obviously, I replied that I had no idea who he was.  He then proceeded to
remind me how I had dumped him unceremoniously in school and how he looked
forward to seeing me humiliated.  The audience loved it and some clapped.
Clearly, they loved the drama as much as I did.

   I walked back to Matt and curtsied and said, "I am ready for my
punishment, my future Lord and Master."

   Matt had me bend over the table with my elbows resting on it and facing
the audience.  Everyone on the stage gathered around me as Matt stepped
beside me and raised my slip and lowered my lacy blue panties slowly over
my ass.

   "Damn, Sherry you do have a gorgeous ass," remarked Harvey to rub it in.

   I again gave him a helpless frown causing him as well as the audience
considerable delight.

   Matt gave me the customary ten spanks making me count each one and
apologizing for flirting with Sam.  Harvey loved it, the audience loved it
and for that matter, so did I.  But in keeping with the plot, I kept my
enjoyment hidden and my face merely showed my embarrassment or as Matt used
to call it, 'em bare ass ment'.

   Matt then rolled up my panties and lowered my slip and made me stand up.

   "Sam, I now want you to strip your teacher.  Harvey, you can stand in
front of her.  I know how much she will hate being stripped in front of
you," said Matt and I looked horrified.

   I knelt in front of Matt and pleaded, "Matt, pleased don't do this.  It
will be so humiliating.  I am sorry I flirted with Sam but I have been
punished for it.  You can punish me all you want when we get home but
please, not in this restaurant and especially in front of Harvey!"

   It was a masterful performance that was helped by the fact that despite
having been punished in front of Harvey countless times, I had never gotten
used to it.  I hated him with a passion and still found being punished in
front of him incredibly humiliating.  Plus, this was a new situation with a
new audience.

   "Sweetheart, you have been warned before about flirting in public.  I
love you very much and you need this punishment," said Matt kindly, but
firmly.

   I stood up as Harvey came to face me and Sam stood behind me, removed my
light blue slip and left me standing in my Victoria's Secret lacy, light
blue bra and panties.

   "Well, well, Sherry dear.  Do you feel uppity now?  Any sarcastic
comments?" inquired Harvey with a sneer.

   There would be a time for humiliating abject capitulation in front of my
enemy but that time was not now.

   "Well Harvey, no matter what happens here, you are still a pathetic
loser.  You can look at me lustfully, but know that you can NEVER satisfy
your lust," I said with calm confidence.

   Harvey was taken aback as I expected and to my gratification, the
audience cheered loudly.

   "Proceed," said Matt with a huge smile on his face.  He loved my
indubitable spirit and it made him go crazy.  I know that because often
while watching these recorded episodes during love making, he would pause
at points like this and proceed to demonstrate his appreciation by
worshipping me with fervor.

   Sam stood behind me and unhooked my bra and slowly and sensuously inched
it off me and I stood before Harvey and the audience in just my panties and
high heels.

   "Even though I can never satisfy my lust, it still gives me enough
satisfaction to see you naked and humiliated before me," said Harvey
desperately trying to gain control.

   I wasn't going to give it to him that easily.  My capitulation would be
reserved for climactic situations, pun intended.

   "Yes, I am sure jerking off to these memories would give you a lot of
satisfaction, pathetic loser!" I exclaimed and the audience again clapped
loudly and I smiled.

   Nancy looked a little conflicted.  Time and again, I had implored her to
dump Harvey for but for some inscrutable reason, she hadn't.

   "Haven't you had enough of slumming it?" I would ask again and again,
underscoring my opinion that Harvey did not deserve Nancy.  It wasn't just
his perversions.  Matt was equally perverted and for that matter, so was I.
But Matt was a thorough gentleman outside of such situations and Harvey was
just a crude, classless boor.

   Matt whispered something to Sam.  Sam nodded and asked me to take off my
high heels and get on the table.  The intention behind that was very clear.

   I stood up gingerly on the table, hoping the prop they had chosen was
sturdy enough.  Luckily, it was.

   I faced my audience displaying the requisite amount of shame demanded by
this situation.

   Harvey stood leering in front of me and Sam stood in front of me to the
side, in order to not block Harvey's view.

   The panties were inched slowly down as my luscious mound came into view.
My pussy was glistening a little and Nancy clearly wanted revenge for me
making her so small for being with Harvey.

   "Sherry dear, your pussy looks wet.  Don't tell me you enjoy being
stripped in front of my boyfriend and your rival?" she inquired cattily.

   I blushed helplessly and Harvey smirked and shook his head
admonishingly.

   Matt joined in the act and said, "Sherry, I don't believe this.  In
addition to flirting with Sam, you find being humiliated in front of Harvey
exciting?"

   "No, I don't!  It is my body's autonomous response," I replied hotly,
not entirely without justification but at the same time, not entirely
truthfully either.

   He came and stroked my pussy and said, "Naughty pussy!" and that made me
even wetter.

   "I bet when you were eyeing Sam here, you imagined him seeing you
naked," said Matt.

   There was an element of truth in it but it wasn't the entire truth.

   "Well actually, I pictured him standing naked on his desk with a
hard-on," I said defiantly and Matt was delighted with my spunky reply.

   "Well that is why you are getting punished, my flirtatious lover," he
said and smiled, justifying my ordeal.

   "Did you imagine seeing your teacher naked, Sam?" inquired Matt.

   "Well she is a beautiful woman.  I I can't deny picturing her naked,
Sir," said Sam, playing the role brilliantly.

   "And now that your dream has come true, how do you feel?" inquired Matt.

   "For God's sake!  You can see how he feels!  Look at the bulge in his
pants!" I exclaimed defiantly.

   The audience clapped loudly at my chutzpah.  Here I was standing naked
on a table and yet turning the tables on my tormentors, if you will pardon
my pun.

   Sam and Harvey took turns in standing close to me and inspecting my bald
pussy.  I could feel their breath inside my pussy and blushed helplessly.
They had me give them a twirl so they could admire my butt at close
quarters too.

   The fact that Sam's raging boner was evident despite his khakis gave me
immense satisfaction.

   They then had me get on all fours on the table facing the audience. 
Harvey stood in front of me and sneered as Matt gave me my ten spanks.

   Then Sam was told to punish his flirtatious teacher.  Nancy too was
asked to punish me for being mean to her boyfriend.

   Finally, Harvey was asked to punish me for being sassy with him.  I was
given the choice to either apologize to him or be punished by him and I
chose the punishment.

   God, to have my hated enemy spank my bare ass while I was on all fours
in front of an audience!  He had me spread my legs a little so he could see
my pussy while spanking my ass and I had to count each one and thank him
and ask him for the next one.

   Harry too was allowed to have his revenge.

   "Are you sorry you dumped me, Sherry?" he asked with the first spank.

   "One, thank you, Sir.  Sir, I wasn't in love with you so I had no choice
but to dump you," I explained honesty.

   "Are you sorry for the way you dumped me?" he asked with the next spank.

   I had to admit to that.

   "Two, thank you, Sir.  I am sorry for the way I dumped you.  May I have
another spank," I said looking penitent.

   Harry looked pleased and gave me the next spank.

   "Three thank you, Sir.  I am sorry I hurt your feelings," I said with
the next spank.

   "Four, thank you, Sir.  I was young and inexperienced," I said next.

   "Five, thank you, Sir.  I am glad you are happy with Claire now."

   "Six, thank you, Sir.  I am glad you are getting a chance to punish me."

   "Seven, thank you Sir.  You were always a gentleman with me.  You
deserved better treatment."

   "Eight, thank you Sir.  I hope this serves as reparation for my
treatment," I said honestly.

   "Yes, it does," admitted Harry as he gave me my ninth spank, pausing to
take in the situation and look at the appreciative audience.

   "Nine, thank you Sir.  I am so glad you have accepted my apology," I
replied.

   "Ten, thank you Sir.  It will be only befitting to have your girlfriend
punish me now," I said to my own surprise.  I was running out of things to
say and for some reason, determined to say something with each spank.

   For the purpose of this scene, Claire was a stranger and not my high
school rival.

   All the same, it was humiliating and yet, strangely satisfying to have
her punish me again.

   I thought I was done with the scene but was mistaken.  For the scene
finale, I was made to lie on my back.  Matt came behind me and propped me
up so my face and boobs were facing the audience.  He then asked me to hold
me legs up and spread them.  All my charms, my boobs, butt, my pussy and
the insides of my pussy were exposed and worst of all, I could see the
spectacle I was presenting on the monitor.  Harvey was asked to have a good
look at my shameless pussy and he did so while making comments about how
degrading it was for me to be exposed like that in front of him.  It sure
was, but I would not admit it.  I just looked at him mutely and angrily. 
Matt caressed my boobs through it all and had me squirming.

   "No girl should be subjected to such situations," I thought followed by.
"God, wonder how many women would want to be in these situations!"

   He then asked Sam to take the cloth napkin that came with the silverware
and whip my pussy with it.

   Sam came over wide-eyed and rubbed the cloth through my wet pussy a few
times before whipping my splayed pussy with it.  The audience was
enthralled with the sight of the cloth towel covering my pussy before
exposing it all over again and I squirmed and moaned through the insanely
humiliating and yet erotic ordeal.

   "Well Sherry, what do you have to say now?  Did you ever imagine you
would be humiliated like this before me?" asked Harvey desperate for my
capitulation.

   "Well let's ask the audience here.  Who's a loser?  Harvey or me?" I
asked with dignity that defied my predicament.

   "Harvey!" said my stage audience in a chorus and I smirked at Harvey.

   I had defiantly decided to continue holding my legs wide open, even
though it was cleat that the punishments for the scene had concluded.

   "Sherry, you have borne your punishment with great grace.  I love you
and worship you for the goddess you are.  Harvey, you are a pathetic loser.
You are lucky my need to see my fiancÃ(C)e punished exceeded my desire to
punch you," said Matt, still propping me up against his chest, left hand
over my stomach and caressing my face lovingly with his right hand.

   On cue, one by one, everyone of the staged diner audience came over and
complimented me on my grace during my ordeal and called Harvey all kinds of
names.  Even, Omar, who I considered classless, came and bowed before me
and complimented me before turning to Harvey and berating him.  Well,
everyone except Nancy of course.  She chose to stay silent and yet pensive.

   Harvey turned red and sulked through it all scarcely believing that
despite everything he had failed to assert his dominance over me.

   Dominance, as any self-respecting female submissive will tell you, is
granted not wrested.

   The audience clapped loudly as the curtains were drawn and I continued
holding my pose and smiled with sweet vulnerability, as Matt would describe
it later.

   "Oh God.  That was so insane!" I exclaimed as Matt picked me up and
carried me lovingly in his arms.



   Sherry's Test Ch.  37c

   The next scene was set in a strip club.  The scenario had me as an
underpaid teacher with spending habits beyond her means.

   "Not far from the truth," I thought.

   I was supposedly in debt and agreed to try working as a stripper to earn
some money on the side.  It was a hackneyed plot, but I knew it would still
be fun to try out.  As usual, the scenario just had a rough outline and a
lot of it would be left to improvisation.

   I stepped on stage led by Roberts who was playing the role of the strip
club owner.

   "I think you have found your true calling, Sir!" I said, in a voice
dripping with sarcasm, and Roberts merely smiled and shrugged.

   "Remember your safe word, sweetie," he said ominously and I bristled
because I hated being called "sweetie."

   We walked on stage and I saw a stripper pole on stage along with a few
tables.

   Predictably, the tables were occupied by my male ex-students.

   I imagined what it would feel to be in that situation - a respectable
teacher desperate for money agreeing to do her first strip performance and
finding her ex-students in the audience.

   Another table predictably had Harvey, Nancy, Tim and Lara.

   The on-stage audience clapped on my entrance and I blushed, hesitated
and told Roberts, "I I can't go through with this.  I changed my mind."

   "You can't do that!  I don't have anyone else to fill your spot!" said
Roberts with mock outrage.

   "I I can't.  These are my ex-students," pointing to the two tables.

   "And that table is full of my colleagues," I said.

   "Yes, I know!  I am just starting out and was trying to drum up
business. They were very interested in seeing your maiden performance. 
They were happy to pay the expensive cover charge," he added.

   "Or more accurately, uncover charge," he added and guffawed.

   "No.  I will not do this.  Guys, I made a mistake in a weak moment
agreeing to this crazy gig.  Never again!" I exclaimed with as much dignity
I could muster.

   "Your choice.  But you will forfeit the $250 you paid as deposit," said
Roberts calmly.

   "Oh no!  I cannot afford that!  As it is, I am maxed out on my credit
cards.  I cannot afford to lose another $250!" I wailed piteously.

   "Well you have a choice.  Follow through on your commitment and you get
back $150 from your deposit plus any tips you earn.  Or forfeit the $250.
It's very simple," he exclaimed.

   "Sir, these are my ex-students!" I said.

   "Yes, and they are ready to spend everything they have earned from their
new part-time jobs.  They have assured me that," said Roberts.

   "Yes, we will be generous, teacher!" they exclaimed.

   "Bbbbut my colleagues!  And Harvey is my enemy.  I hate him.  I cannot
strip in front of him!" I wailed.

   "Your choice," said Roberts shrugging.

   I looked at my audience and asked, "If I do go through with this, will
you promise not to tell anyone?"

   "As long as we get to see you whenever you perform," said one of my
students.

   "Nice try.  I am in a terrible financial bind and that's why I am doing
this.  There ain't going to be a next time!" I retorted.

   "Well we will keep it a secret if you kneel in front of us and beg us to
keep it a secret," said Harvey.

   "Oh God!" I thought and as usual, I felt the all too familiar tinge of
humiliation and arousal.

   I went over to his table, knelt in front of him and looked up at his
gloating face and asked, "Please Harvey, I beg you to keep my performance a
secret."

   "Ok.  But you have to beg me again later when you are completely nude,"
he said and I winced.

   As with most of my encounters with Harvey, my face showed my helpless
anger and that added to the drama.  As much as I hated it, a part of me
enjoyed my capitulation to my hated rival.

   I then had to beg the rest of my colleagues as well as my students. 
Luckily, I was able to address them as a group and not have to beg each one
individually.  That would have been too tedious.

   "Ok.  Let's get this show on the pole," said Roberts, pleased with his
word-play.

   Some silly song started playing and I went to the pole and took off my
skirt and blouse sensuously.  As the scene demanded, I pretended this was
the first time and took time to look at my students and colleagues and
blush prettily.

   After the song ended, Matt walked on stage with someone I did not know.

   "Sherry!  What the fuck are you doing here?" he exclaimed!

   I got into the classic enf pose covering my bra and my panties and
pleaded, "Honey, go home!  I will come later and explain!"

   "I want an explanation now!" demanded Matt angrily.

   "Oh yeah?  What are you doing in a strip bar?" I asked, desperately
trying to turn the tables.

   Both the on-stage as well as off-stage audience were mesmerized by the
drama.  Matt and I were carried way with it too and it felt totally real.

   "Well, remember my childhood friend, Mayank?  He's recently divorced and
needed some cheering up so I thought I could take him to a strip bar and
have some bimbo take his mind off his wife.  Little did I know that the
bimbo would be you!" he said with mock outrage.

   The fact that the man with him was his childhood friend, Mayank, added
to the drama and my immense embarrassment.

   I had never met him before but had talked with him on the phone quite a
few times and seen him on skype.  Despite living far away, Matt and he had
stayed in touch and I had looked forward to meeting him.  Never in my
imagination had I expected it to be like this.

   "Ok sweetheart.  Please go home and I will come home and explain and
make it up to you," I pleaded.

   "Oh no!  If you are going to be a slut, I am going to stay here and
watch and enjoy," said Matt.

   Damn that hurt.  Matt had gotten a bit too much into the role and that
was harsh.  I came close to using my safe word and storming off stage. 
Later, he would apologize profusely for that uncharacteristic harshness and
I would get to punish him by having him grovel ad crawl naked around the
house and whip his penis with a strap.  But for now, I held back my tears
and decided to continue with the scene.

   The next song started playing and I got back to the pole and took off my
bra and danced with gusto.  I loved pretending this was the first time and
I really put myself into the situation and felt and radiated acute
embarrassment and vulnerable helplessness.

   The students, colleagues and to my chagrin, Matt as well as Mayank, came
over and stuffed dollar bills in my flimsy panties as I gave them
embarrassed smiles.  Matt set the stage, so to speak, by rubbing the dollar
bill over my naked breasts before stuffing it in my panties and the rest
followed suit as I smiled helplessly at them.

   When the song ended, Boris walked on stage.  Boris, if you remember from
my past episodes, was the school's leading patron.  I would find out later
that he had underwritten the expenses of the entire evening.  He was the
president of a company and got to write off all kinds of expenses as
entertainment.  This was undeniably entertainment and I doubt IRS would be
able to argue against it!  I liked Boris and smiled sweetly at him as he
came on stage with two of his buddies and took up the last remaining table.
Later, I would find out they were indeed business associates from a company
he was trying to finalize a contract with and the evening went a great way
in helping him secure the contract.

   The next mindless stripper song came on and I returned to the pole,
swaying seductively as I took my panties off and with chutzpah, flung it at
Matt.  Matt smiled and to my chagrin, handed it to Mayank pointing at the
wet spot on it.

   I blushed helplessly as I danced naked and my patrons came over and
stuffed dollar bills in my garter after brushing it against my shaved
pussy.

   "Now it's time for lap dances.  While you are doing that, Nancy and Lara
will be stripping," announced Roberts and the audience clapped loudly.

   I was pleasantly surprised.  I had no idea Nancy and Lara were going to
be stripping too.

   Sam was the first one who asked for a lap dance and I flushed.  I had
never done that to him and found the prospect not entirely unappealing.

   As the next song started and Nancy and Lara swayed on opposite ends of
the pole as they stripped to their underwear, I gave Sam a sensuous lap
dance, rubbing my pussy against his hard-on and swaying my breasts real
close to his face.  I could feel his excited breath on my breasts as I
blanked every one out and smiled seductively at him.  I had earned this and
was determined to enjoy it.  We both enjoyed it tremendously and it did my
self-esteem a lot of good to have a younger, handsome hunk be so enchanted
with me.  It seems weird to talk about a lap dance increase my self-esteem
but there you go.  We are all full of self-contradictions, I guess.

   Matt, playing his role to the hilt, announced to that he was paying for
his friend's lap dance and I went over to Mayank as the next song started.
Nancy and Lara took off their bras and were dancing topless as I blushed
and I got over Mayank's lap.

   How humiliating to have to do this to your fiancÃ(C)'s friend in front
if him as well as an audience.  Yet I was insanely turned on to have to do
it, as was Matt.  It was a match made in a heaven for perverts, I guess.

   Mayank, to his credit, blushed and even averted his eyes a few times, as
I gave him a sensuous lap dance.  Later, he would tell me how much he
adored me and how lucky Matt was to find me and hoped he would find someone
as sweet and sporting as me.

   The next dance was the one I was dreading.  I knew it would be Harvey
and sure enough, it was.  On one hand, it was abject humiliation to have to
do a lap dance for your nemesis.  On the other hand, it gave me a sense of
great power to turn him on but leave him helplessly hungry for me.

   As I steeled myself and commenced the onerous task, I turned behind to
notice that Nancy and Lara had now taken off their panties and dancing
happily naked.  The students who h ad never seen Nancy and Lara naked were
beside themselves.  To see one teacher naked is the stuff that schoolboy
dreams are made of.  To see three?  That was beyond their wildest
fantasies.

   "Wow Sherry.  This must be so humiliating!  To give your sworn enemy a
naked lap dance," said Harvey as my boobs came dangerously close to his
face.

   I merely clenched my jaw and continued the lap dance with a faraway
look.

   Harvey continued to provoke me with, "God that must be so degrading!  To
do this in front of your fiancÃ(C)!"

   "True, but look how pathetic you are.  Your beautiful girlfriend is
dancing naked out there and you are lusting after me with a boner that will
never feel the inside of my pussy," I retorted.

   Harvey motioned Roberts to come over and complained, "Manager, what kind
of a joint are you running?  Is it customary for your strippers to insult
their paying patrons?"

   Roberts played the part and said, "No Sir!  It is not!  We will see that
she is punished for it.  Sherry sweetie, if you know what's good for you,
you may want to bite your tongue."

   I stuck my tongue out at him but bore the rest of Harvey's barbs with
quiet anger.

   The song was a short one but seemed interminably long and I got off him
in a hurry as soon as it was over.

   The next song had me give Boris and his business associates a lap dance
and after the Harvey degradation, did not mind that at all.  I was looked
at with total admiration and there were generous compliments instead of
demeaning comments.  I am watching the recording while writing this and see
that while I was entertaining Boris and company, Nancy and Lara were
entertaining the students who seemed like they could not get enough.  Matt,
I was happy to say had his eyes glued to me.  Harvey too was looking at me.
I smirked at that, because no matter how many times he had seen me naked,
he couldn't take his eyes off me and I knew that the knowledge that he
could never have me, made him crazy.

   The song ended and Roberts announced, "Ok.  It is time for Sherry's
punishment for berating one of our generous customers here" and everyone
applauded.  Predictable as it was, I bristled at the prospect of being
publicly spanked by Harvey.

   "Harvey, to punish Sherry for being rude to you, you may give her ten
spanks," said Roberts predictably.

   I decided to play the reluctant spankee and pleaded, "Please Sir!  Don't
let him do that, it will be so humiliating!"

   Roberts merely shook his head and said, "You should have thought of that
before running your mouth with paying customers."

   "Ok.  I guess I have no choice," I pouted.

   "Go and beg him to spank you," said the bastard Principal, playing the
role of the strip club owner.

   I went over to Harvey, knelt before him and asked, "Harvey, my hated
enemy, will you please give me ten spanks?"

   The audience was delighted.  I had not been asked to kneel but I did so
anyway.  I had added 'the hated enemy' part to rub in the humiliation.

   Harvey condescendingly patted my head and said, "Beg like a dog."

   I held my two hands curved in front of me like a dog and begged again,
"Harvey, my hated rival, please give me ten spanks."

   "And why are you asking me to give you ten spanks?" asked the bastard.

   "Because this sleazy strip-club owner values your money more than his
working girls," I retorted and the audience cheered wildly.  Harvey was
expecting an apology and instead I had made him as well as the Principal
look stupid.  The Principal however was gracious and had always supported
me at times like that.  He shrugged and smiled.

   Harvey asked me to get on all fours on the table with my face raised and
stood on one side.  He beckoned Matt to come over and stand on the other
side, knowing it would only heighten my humiliation.

   Harvey stroked my head condescendingly as Matt caressed my boobs.

   "With each spank, I want you to count it and tell me how much you hate
it," said Harvey.

   "One, thank you, Harvey.  I hate being spanked by you," I said as the
first spank landed.  As usual, the audience enjoyed the slight wince that
accompanied my spanking.

   "Two, thank you, Harvey.  It is so degrading to be spanked by you."

   "Three, thank you.  Harvey.  It is so embarrassing to have you spank me
in front of my sweetheart."

   "Four, thank you, Harvey.  It is so humiliating to have you spank me in
front of my best friend," I said as I made eye contact with Nancy.

   "Five, thank you, Harvey.  I hate having you spank me in front of my
step-sister," I said as I made eye contact with Lara.

   "Six, thank you, Harvey.  I hate being subjugated by my sworn enemy."

   "Seven, thank you, Harvey.  I hate being spanked in public by my hated
rival."

   "Eight, thank you, Harvey.  I hate being degraded by my nemesis."

   "Nine, thank you, Harvey.  I hate being dominated by my hated
colleague."

   I was running out of things to say and thought I would take a chance
with the last one.

   "Ten, thank you, Harvey.  I hate being punished by a pathetic loser like
you," I said with pizzazz and the audience clapped loudly and Harvey could
not believe I had made him look stupid again.

   "That just earned you ten more spanks.  This time, just count, thank me
and ask for the next one," said Harvey, not wanting to take any chances.

   "One, thank you, Harvey.  May I please have another," I started.  The
spanks were a little harder than before but I decided to keep my mouth shut
and get it over with.

   "Ten, thank you, Harvey.  Thank you so much for teaching me a lesson in
public," I said for the final spank, now wallowing in my capitulation to my
despicable enemy.  I am sure my pussy was soaking wet and mercifully they
did not point it out.  Matt slipped me some wipes when I got off the table
and I quickly wiped myself with my back to the audience and slipped the
tissues back to Matt.

   For the finale, Roberts had all three of us dance naked on stage.  The
fact that all three of us liked each other but yet were competitive, made
it fun because we were trying to show off our dancing skills and out do
each other.

   The applause at the end of it was long and sustained.

   One more final act of humiliation in the scene remained and when Harvey
intuited the scene was coming to a close, he reminded me of it.

   "Now Sherry, if you want me to keep this evening a secret, you have to
beg me for it," he said and stood in front of me.

   I knelt before him, looked up him, held my hands out like a dog and
begged, "Harvey, my hated rival, I beg you to keep tonight a secret."

   Harvey looked pleased at my capitulation and asked Roberts, "Can I lead
her around on a leash and have her thank all the customers for their
patronage?"

   Roberts seemed to think about it for a couple of seconds but relented.

   I thought of refusing but found the prospect of further humiliation
strangely alluring.

   I got on all fours and waited demurely as Harvey produced a leash and
led me crawling to all the on-stage audience members one by one and thank
them.

   "Thank you, Sam for your patronage and your support," looking up at him.

   After all the students were done, Harvey led me over to Boris and his
associates and then, Tim.

   Finally, I was led to Matt.

   "Matt, my sweetheart, thank you for coming over and watching me
humiliate myself," I said, hotly and the audience laughed.

   "Mayank, my sweetheart's friend, thank you for coming and supporting me
even though it is so embarrassing to have you see me naked," I said
honestly and Mayank gallantly replied that his respect for me was not in
the least bit diminished.

   Finally, he led me to Roberts and I said, "Thank you Sir for giving me a
chance to perform at your classy establishment," in a voice dripping with
sarcasm and the audience clapped loudly and Roberts couldn't help smiling.

   I was left on all fours with Harvey holding the leash as the curtains
came down.

   Matt came over, stood me up and gave me a long passionate kiss but left
the leash on me as he carried me in his arms backstage.



   Sherry's Test Ch.  37d

   The next scene had Tammy and me as schoolgirls that were caught
cheating. We were both given uniforms that were a couple of sizes too small
and damn we looked sexy in our tight white blouse, blue skirt and red plaid
tie.

   Tammy, for those who don't remember, was my protÃ(C)gÃ(C) who I had
mentored and we had both been through some punishment scenarios together.

   Brian, Tammy's boyfriend was playing the part of the teacher who caught
us cheating in a test and Matt was playing the role of the Principal.

   A month ago, when Tammy had just started dating Brian, we had
double-dated and gone to a nice Italian restaurant and gone back to our
place for after dinner cocktails and conversation and I was sure Matt would
find a way for Tammy and I to be stripped and spanked by them.  I was horny
all evening with anticipation but to my surprise, that never happened. 
Now, it made sense.  My rogue of a fiance was saving it for this evening.
The first time I would be exposed to my protege's boyfriend would be in
public.  Despite all that I had already gone through, I was nervous and
excited at the prospect.  Tammy too had never been punished by her
boyfriend, so it would be a new experience for her and I could tell that
she too was nervous as well as excited at the prospect.

   We were marched on stage by Brian to a desk where Matt sat pretending to
be the principal.  In order to maximize the time on the actual stripping
and punishment, all our scenes had minimal build-up - just enough to set
the scene up.

   Brian reported that he had caught us cheating and Mat did the customary
threat of expelling us and we pleaded for mercy and he offered us the
choice of accepting a punishment and we reluctantly agreed.  All routine
stuff in these scenarios but we never tired of it and neither did the
audience.

   Tammy and I both stood with our hands clasped behind our head and asked
demurely to be punished.

   We were asked to take our skirts down and reprimanded when we just
dropped them to the floor.  As is common in these scenarios, we were asked
to fold them neatly and place them on the desk.  It made us really feel
like naughty, unruly schoolgirls and that was the whole point.

   Our blouses covered our panties but not for too long as we were
instructed to hold our blouses up.  We had expected a gradual denuding but
were surprised when Matt and Brian who were standing behind us, bent down
and swiftly yanked our panties down.

   We gasped and quickly dropped our blouse to cover our pussies in front
of our enthralled audience.

   Matt and Brian stepped in front of us and asked us to unbutton our
blouses.

   We slowly unbuttoned our blouses, stopping to take in the audience and
blushing as the last couple of buttons exposed our pussies again.  As you
know, I was clean shaven but Tammy was sporting a landing strip, so it made
for a nice contrast.  We looked at Matt and Brian and I blushed because
this was the first time, Brian had seen me naked and Tammy blushed because
this was her first experience of public nudity with Brian looking.

   We quickly covered our pussies, playing our role of shy schoolgirls
waiting for the inevitable instruction to place our hands on our heads.

   We placed our hands on our heads with feigned reluctance and stood there
demurely with our hands on our heads, our blouses still hanging around our
arms, white bras that showed our cleavage and our hanging ties kind of
pointing to our pussies on display.

   Matt and Brian walked around us admiring us and asked us to give them a
slow twirl and we did so.

   We had expected a gradual denuding but were again surprised when we were
told to slip off our blouses and take off our bras.

   Our surprise showed on our faces and helped us blush as we did so and
stood completely naked, with our ties hanging between our breasts.  We were
once again scolded for being untidy and leaving our clothes on the floor
and told to pick them up, fold them and place them on the desk.  We did so,
pouting and came back and resumed our positions with hands clasped behind
our heads.

   Our sweethearts stood in front of us with rulers in their hands and
asked us to hold out our hands.  God, there is something so incongruous and
by that token, exciting, about standing naked I public with your hands
stretched out waiting to be punished.  The tie between our boobs was a nice
touch and Matt would later make me wear a tie often during our private
punishment sessions.

   I received ten hand spanks with the ruler by Matt as Brian stood
watching.  The strokes were light yet firm enough to make me wince
slightly. As usual, I was asked to count and ask for the next one.  Then it
was Tammy's turn as and an eager Brian administered her punishment, his
excited eyes looked like they may pop out and his boner evident through his
jeans.  Like me, Tammy too winced a little as she counted out the ruler
spanks.

   I looked at the engrossed faces in the audience.  This was the fourth
session of the evening and they were not showing any signs of getting tired
of it.  For that matter, neither was I.  I loved the creativity and
variations in the scenarios that allowed me to feel each one was a first
and experience the complicated, heady mix of embarrassment, humiliation,
excitement and arousal, over and over.

   Next, we were made to lean over opposite sides of the desk, rest on our
elbows, look at each other and hold hands and wait for our spanking.  The
audience had a side view of both of us.

   Matt gave me the first spank and I said, "One, thank you, Sir.  May I
please have another."

   Matt waited for Brian to spank Tammy and she said, "One, thank you, Sir.
May I please have another."

   I am watching the recording as I am writing this and notice how
embarrassed as well as excited Tammy looks at the start of this new phase
in their relationship.

   Once our ten spanks were over, they decided to switch.  Brian came over
behind me and Matt went over behind Tammy.

   I blushed as I looked into Tammy's eyes and waited for her boyfriend to
spank me.  Tammy had been spanked by Matt before but this was the first
time he would do so before Matt.  So, it was a first for both of us and I
remember thinking then, that it would not be the last.  And I wasn't wrong
about that.  A week later, we would double-date again and this time when we
went over to my condo, we were both punished for no ostensible reason.  We
would watch the recording of this session while having cocktails before the
session and let me tell you, despite all I had gone through, I still
blushed at watching it with company.

   Anyways, back to the present.  Matt rubbed his hands over Tammy's butt
and gave her the first spank as she looked into my eyes and said, "One
thank you, Sir.  May I please have another."

   Brian was a bit shy and actually blushed as he caressed my butt and
looked into his girlfriend's eyes and gave me the first spank.  I saw Tammy
give him a acquiescing nod before he did so and I thought that was so
sweet.

   Once the ten spanks were over, Matt had me stand up facing the audience,
jog in place and spank myself apologizing for cheating.  I felt ridiculous
doing it but I was told later that I looked absolutely adorable as I went
through my self-spanking.

   "I am sorry I cheated on the test!" I said as I gave myself the first
spank while jogging in place.  I alternated hands and the audience enjoyed
seeing my boobs bounce as I jogged.

   After a couple of minutes, Matt mentioned me to stop and asked Tammy to
do so.  Tammy looked delectable as she performed her task.  Her face
displayed embarrassment as well as a beautiful vulnerability and later she
would tell me that when she got back to their apartment, Brian would
worship her all over for hours and they made passionate love way into the
night.  Clearly, kinkiness had done wonders for their sex life as it had
done for ours.

   I thought we were done but I was surprised.  Matt had arranged
beforehand for Sam to come on stage towards the end of the scene but had
not included it in the script, so we were surprised.

   "Come on in, Sam.  Take a look at two of your cheating classmates
punished," said Matt as Sam entered what was supposed to be the Principal's
office.

   Both Tammy and I instinctively assumed the classic enf pose with one
hand covering the boobs and the other hand covering the pussy.

   "Now, now, girls!  If you don't take your hands away, I will have Sam
spank you both," said Matt.

   "Is that a promise or a threat?" I said, impetuously, before I could
help it.

   Matt smiled and said, "Looks like you are looking forward to a spanking
unlike Tammy who uncovered herself immediately," said Matt and I noticed
that Tammy had indeed assumed the position with her hands clasped behind
her head.

   I followed suit and said, "I was only joking, Sir.  I am sorry!"

   "Too late for that.  Sam inspect Tammy so she realizes the embarrassment
of being naked in front of you," said Matt as Brian looked concerned.

   Matt looked inquiringly at Brian and Brian looked a little conflicted
but nodded.  He has just taken the next step into perversion.  I mused.

   Sam went over to Tammy and looked her all over and Tammy blushed.  This
was the first time she had been seen naked at close quarters by Sam.

   Sam was then asked to do the same to me and Sam came over and roamed his
eyes all over me.  I pretended it was the first time and blushed.  I was
gratified to note that Sam, despite having seen me naked at close quarters
quite a few times, was exhibiting no lack of interest.  In fact, his eyes
devoured my body.

   "Thank you, Matt for giving me another gratuitous with my crush," I
thought as I stood like a statue.

   "Now it is time for you to spank, Sherry," said Matt as he led me to
stand behind the desk and facing the audience with my elbows on the desk.

   "Apologize for being sassy," said Matt.

   I looked at him defiantly but relented.  This was one scenario that I
was conflicted about.  I take pride in my sarcastic humor and to be spanked
for that was especially demeaning.  But after all the ways I had submitted,
what was one more?

   "I am sorry for being sassy," I said as Sam gave me the first spank.  My
eyes still flashed anger at being made to capitulate like this and that
made me infinitely more alluring.

   "I am sorry for being sassy," I said for the tenth time and Sam
reluctantly stopped spanking.

   The final scene had us kneeling in front of the audience as well as
Matt, Brian and Sam, with our hands clasped behind our heads and for one
last time in that scene, saying, "We are sorry we cheated!"

   The audience gave us a standing ovation, in more ways than one and we
looked gratified ass the curtains closed.

   As usual, Matt lifted me up in his arms and kissed me passionately and
Brian took the cue and did the same with Tammy.

   Sam looked at us longingly and said, "One day I hope to find someone
like you!"

   "I hope that day comes real soon.  Sam!" I said and Sam looked happy.



   Sherry's Test Ch.  37e

   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.

   "So, here is the haughty bitch kneeling naked in front of the secretary
she dissed waiting to be spanked.  She seemed really angry and I felt that
an apology was way overdue.

   I rose up, knelt before her, looked up at her and said earnestly,
"Penny, listen, I know there was a misunderstanding that I should have
clarified a long time ago but for some weird reason, never got around to
it. Let's go out for lunch sometime soon and I will explain what happened
from my point of view and you can tell me the same from your point of view
and we can resolve this.  I never dissed you Penny, but I am at fault for
not explaining myself.  Instead of two gentle spanks, please give me ten
hard spanks and I will apologize with every spank.  What's better than a
naked apology before all our colleagues?"

   Penny looked at me and realized I was being sincere and said, "Wow
Sherry.  I may have misjudged you.  Yes, let's do lunch but for now, let's
get on with your spanking.  You are sure you want a proper spanking and not
a gentle one?"

   "I don't want it.  I deserve it," I said as I climbed back to the chair,
looked in the mirror and presented my ass to Penny.

   "One, thank you, Penny.  I am sorry for our misunderstanding," I said
after a yelp at getting a proper spank.

   "Two, thank you, Penny.  I am sorry for our misunderstanding," I yelped
again and rubbed my butt.

   The audience loved the drama and so did I despite this one hurting a
little.

   Finally, the ten spanks were over and I rubbed my sore bottom and then
made my dreaded request, "Harvey, my sworn enemy, will you please come over
and give me my two spanks?"

   Harvey came over, cupped my breasts with his left hand and rubbed his
right hand on my butt and said, "So Sherry, hard to feel superior while you
are kneeling naked in front of your rival, waiting to be spanked in front
of an audience, I guess?"

   I could have said any number of things to his idiotic words.  As you all
know, my wit is far superior to his and I have turned the tables on him
many, many times but right now, I was busy experiencing the shame and the
thrill of a first-time public punishment and chose to carry on with that
role-play.

   I just chose to bite my lips and look at him silently but he wanted a
public admission.

   "Do you enjoy being in this predicament, Sherry?" he inquired.

   "No, I don't Harvey!  It is very humiliating," I said and his face
brightened up at my admission.

   "Do you like having my hand on your boobs and ass?" he inquired.

   "No Harvey!  I hate having your grubby hands on my naked body," I said.

   "But here you are helpless to do anything about it," he continued.

   I could have slapped him and showed him I was anything but helpless but
felt the familiar erotic rush of feeling helpless and at the mercy of an
enemy.  I imagined myself as a naked queen at the mercy of an enemy
soldier, proud but helpless.

   "Yes Harvey.  Here I am kneeling helplessly naked in front of you. 
Please give me my two spanks," I said demurely.

   Harvey could not believe he had gotten this far without me putting him
in his place and chose not to risk his luck further and gave me first
spank.

   "One, thank you, Harvey, my hated rival, it is so humiliating to have
you spank my naked ass in public," I said, now writhing and wallowing in my
humiliation.

   "Two, thank you, Harvey, my nemesis, for taking time out of your busy
day to teach me a lesson," I said with just a hint of sarcasm and the
audience laughed and clapped.

   The Principal then came over and whispered in my ear, "Ready for max
humiliation?"

   I looked at him and nodded.  I wondered what he meant, but I had an idea
and I was right.

   He turned me around so I was sitting on the chair and asked me to drape
my legs over the sides of the chair so my pussy would be splayed open,
almost as if they were in stirrups.

   "Sir, please don't make me do that!  That will be so humiliating!" I
pleaded, imagining this was the first time I was being asked to do this.

   "Well, humiliation is the point, sweetie," said the Principal and I
looked at my helpless, submissive best as I got into the dreaded position.

   The fact that I could see myself on the screen and all my students could
see me in close-up on the screen added to my humiliation and I blushed as I
felt the rush of humiliation course through my body.  He had me slide down
a little so my ass too was visible.  This was his favorite position since
it had all my charms exposed.

   "Now ask your colleagues one by one to come and look at your pussy," he
said.

   I started with the easy one.

   Mike who came over and actually blushed as he looked at me.

   Matt who came and gave me an adoring look, knelt and kissed my hand.

   It got progressively harder as it got to Penny, Kathy, Lara and Nancy.

   And then came Ernie.

   "Ernie, my esteemed colleague, will you please come and look at my
splayed open pussy?" I asked.

   "With pleasure my dear.  What a treat to see the classy Sherry spread
shamelessly naked like this," he said rubbing it in.

   I looked at him mutely and he continued, "Not feeling very classy are
you now, Sherry dear?"

   I wasn't having that.

   "Well, Ernie, I have more class despite my current predicament than you
have despite your fake posh demeanor.  I am taking my punishment with
dignity and you are shamelessly gawking at me like a perv.  Where's the
class in that?" I asked.

   Ernie was taken aback and the audience clapped and cheered loudly.  Like
Harvey, he never knew when I would turn the tables.

   Finally, it was Harvey's turn.

   "Harvey, my hated rival, will you please come and take a look at my
splayed open pussy?" I inquired, again falling into the role.

   "Well, Sherry, not feeling very uppity, are you?" asked Harvey.

   "No Harvey, I am not," I admitted.

   "How does it feel to spread out like this in front of your sworn enemy?"
he asked.

   I was not impressed with his lack of creativity in using a line he had
used so many times before.

   "I love it.  I always imagined being spread out like this in front of
you.  Now get on with it and finish your gawking," I said dismissively and
the on-stage as well as off-stage audience clapped loudly.

   "Well say what you want but the fact is you are lying shamelessly naked
and spread open in front if me and I can see inside your pussy," said
Harvey still not knowing when to give up.

   "Well Harvey.  I can see inside your soul and it is pathetic," I said
with devastating calm and the audience this time stood up and clapped
loudly.

   Harvey turned red as I smirked at him and he bowed his head and
retreated.

   I thought the scene was over and was getting ready to beg for my
articles of clothing but Roberts had other ideas.

   He led me my hand to stand up and face the audience and asked every one
to write something on my body with a marker.

   I happened to make eye contact with Phil and Laura, my neighbors and
they smiled at me.  Images of my prior humiliation in front of them flitted
through my mind.  Matt was punishing me on our balcony one night and
unknown to me, Phil and Laura were sitting quietly in the dark in their
balcony.  We didn't have our lights on and they couldn't see much but saw
and heard enough to know what was going on.

   The next week, we ran into them in the hallway while bringing in the
groceries and Laura teased me with, "So Sherry, it seems you were a naughty
girl last week?"

   I blushed and knew at that point, that they had seen us.

   "Oh, she is a naughty girl every week.  In fact, she is due for a
punishment tonight.  Would you like to come over and watch?" asked Matt.

   Phil and Laura agreed eagerly and later that evening, I was made to
dress up and go over and invite them over to witness my punishment.

   They came over and sat with us in the balcony as I was progressively
stripped and spanked.  I had expected Laura to join in at some point but
she hadn't and I got to experience the thrill of OON all over again with a
new audience.  There is something delightfully erotic about being the only
one naked in front of a clothed audience and that night, lying naked in
Matt's lap and making eye contact with Laura and Phil was especially
memorable.

   And here I was, the only one naked, in front of the biggest audience I
had ever had, watching myself on the screens in the auditorium, waiting for
my colleagues to come and write something insulting all over my naked body.

   I clasped my hands behind my back to accentuate my naked helplessness
and Harvey was the first to come over, look me over, say "slut" and write
it across my left breast.

   Nancy came over and said, "Naughty Teacher" seductively and wrote it on
my stomach.

   Matt came over and said, "Goddess" across my right boob and gave me a
quick kiss.

   "Slut Goddess" it now read across my boobs and I thought that about
summed me up.

   Ernie came over and said, "shameless" and wrote it on my stomach.

   Penny came over and said, "Bitch" and wrote it on my right butt.  I
guess until I got a chance to explain myself, I was still a 'bitch' to her.

   Harvey came and said, "Haughty" and wrote it on my left butt so my butt
now read, "Haughty Bitch."

   Lara came and said, "exhibitionist" and wrote it on my back.

   All of them then came over and then had me turn slowly so they could
admire what everyone had written.

   I was in humiliation heaven as I turned ever so slowly with my hands
demurely clasped behind my head.

   Finally, they had enough and went back to their chairs and it was time
for me to beg for my clothing.

   I hadn't been asked to, but felt it was befitting for me to crawl naked
and beg.

   So, I crawled over to Harvey and asked, "Harvey, will you please give me
my panties back?"

   He of course made me hold out my hands like a dog and beg and I did so.
Later on, I would watch the audience's shocked and yet aroused reaction to
my degrading act.  All eyes were on me.

   I chose not to wear my panties and left it on the table and crawled over
to Ernie and begged for my bra.

   Once, I had placed all my clothes on the table, I crawled over to
Roberts and said, "Mr.  Principal, Sir!  I trust I have made amends for my
transgression?"

   Roberts patted my head and said, "You have indeed, Sherry," and then
added ominously, "For now."

   The curtains were drawn at that point and the audience stood up and
clapped loudly and Matt came over and carried me in his arms back stage,
kissing me passionately.

   The Principal announced an interval and asked the audience to go and get
some refreshments in the foyer.

   I was taken to the dressing room and Matt said, "I finally have a few
minutes to worship my Goddess!" and went down on me.

   The dressing room door was left open and a small audience collected but
we were past caring.

   Sam came over and wiped the writings off my breasts and kissed my
breasts passionately while Matt licked my pussy lovingly.

   Later, I would learn, that Matt had pre-arranged that with Sam.  So, I
had Sam kiss my breasts lovingly and look at my face while Matt had his
face buried between my legs and would surface once in a while to look at
me. I was so wet already that I moaned and writhed and screamed and
convulsed and had a mind-blowing orgasm in a couple of minutes.  After the
build-up, I regretted coming so quickly but later that night, Matt would
kiss me all over and make me orgasm multiple times.  Often, we would watch
bits and pieces of the recordings from that night pausing our love making
to watch for a few minutes and then continue with renewed intensity.

   "You know, if you want one last fling with Sam before we get married, I
would be OK with that," said Matt once.

   I was taken aback and pondered it before replying, "Thanks, Matt.  But
just foreplay is enough."

   "You know as long as he is single, you will continue to be stripped and
spanked in front of him and he is welcome to fondle you as much as your
heart desires," said Matt.  "But no sex with anyone other than me after we
are married.  So, last call" he added and meant it.

   I will pass, Matt.  As long as you are faithful to me, I will be
faithful to you.  And you can continue my public punishments until I get
pregnant.  Then it ends," I said firmly.

   "Of course!  After that, I will be content to watch all the recordings
we have.  Until our kids are grown up," said Matt.

   I smiled and we both fell asleep in each other's' arms.

   "Oh, what a perverted pair we are," I would muse the next morning.



   Sherry's Test Ch.  37f

   Strip searched by my ex students.

   "Get dressed and mingle with the guests.  This is intermission," said
Matt after I recovered from my orgasms.

   "Intermission?" I asked incredulously.  "I thought we were done for the
night."

   "No sweetheart,.  Our desire to see you stripped, embarrassed and
humiliated in different ways has not been satiated yet.  The night is still
young."

   "Ok let me stay here and rest while you go mingle and crow about your
creativity in conjuring up these situations for me," I pouted.

   "No sweetheart.  I want you to feel the embarrassment of socializing
with the guests after having been stripped and punished in front of them,"
said my fiance.

   "God this is the guy who I thought was an innocent, docile bunny rabbit.
He has turned out to be a delightfully devious pervert, Far more
interesting than the boring, nice guy i had taken him to be, " I thought to
myself.

   "But why bother getting dressed.  Maybe I will just mingle naked," I
said.

   "Oh we love seeing you in different costumes and having you gradually
stripped.  We love the contrast.  Moreover, even while dressed, the fact
that everyone knows what you look like under the dress should make you
embarrassed," said my gallant lover.

   "I will indeed get dressed then, my knight in shining armor," I said in
a voice dripping with sarcasm.

   "Your sarcasm is one of the things that makes your punishments so much
more enjoyable, sweetheart," said Matt and kissed me passionately.

   "But kidding aside, tonight is a night I will remember for the rest of
the night.  Grant me the permission to indulge myself fully, sweetie," he
said kneeling before me.

   "Ok Matt.  Go ahead and indulge your most perverted desires.  When have
I ever stopped you?" I asked.

   Matt had given me a safe word right in the beginning and I had never
even once used it.

   He gave me a look that expressed his love and admiration of me
eloquently without words and I smiled and dressed and happily moved into
the foyer area where the guests were enjoying their beverage and hors
d'oeuvres.  Some clapped as I entered the foyer and they seemed to fall
over themselves to get me some wine and snacks.

   I had expected some catty comments and people making snide remarks and
was pleasantly surprised to find everyone, with the exception of Harvey of
course, gushing with admiration as to how I had gone through all the
scenarios like a good sport and came out of it with my head held high.

   Some of the male students knelt before me and kissed my hand and told me
they would never forget this night.  Others hugged me affectionately.  Not
one of them copped a feel or made me feel cheap.  I was again happy to note
that the boundaries I had set in the beginning about being treated with
respect outside of these situations were being honored.  Later I would
learn from Nancy that before every one of so-called punishment sessions,
Matt would reinforce the ground rules so that people didn't forget and
threaten to put a stop to the whole thing if there were any transgressions.
My respect for my perverted fiance increased when I heard that.

   I did make eye contact with Harvey a few times and even he honored the
boundaries and did not say anything mean.  To his credit he did not even
have a smirk on his face.

   After about fifteen minutes, it was time to go back into the auditorium
and see what the night held for me.

   In the next scene, Sam dressed as a customs officer, looking gorgeous in
his white uniform, dragged me on the stage where Matt was sitting at a desk
and announced "Sir, we found some drugs in her purse.  She is actually my
ex teacher but I am duty bound to bring her in."

   I mused that the scenarios were sketchy on the details.  There was no
mention of what drugs and how much.  It was fun though.

   "Sir.  I do not know how they got there.  They are not mine.  Someone
must have planted them there," I pleaded, playing helpless babe to the
hilt.

   "Well we have only your word for it.  The rules require us to strip
search you and search for other drugs in your possession," said Matt
seriously.

   "Oh no.  Please don't do that Sir.  I am not hiding any drugs.  I assure
you," I pleaded.  Playing the reluctant, soon to be enf was so much fun.

   "Sorry miss.  Sam go to that booth and search the miscreant," said Matt
in an official sounding voice.

   I looked at the direction Matt was pointing and it was just a screen
that would hide me from Matt but leave me completely exposed to the
audience.

   "I know we have some trainees too and I want all of you to get some
experience strip searching a suspect so you will all go one by one into
that booth and strip this criminal.  Let her get dressed after each
search," said Matt.

   "I am not a criminal!!" I retorted angrily.

   "We will see about that," said Matt.

   "Sir please can I not have a woman search me?" I asked sincerely,
remembering lines from countless strip search stories Matt and I had
enjoyed on the web.

   "Well we could arrange for that but it will take some time and you will
miss your connecting flight," warned Matt.

   "Oh no, Sir!  I cannot miss my flight.  My fiance will be waiting for me
at the airport and he will be so disappointed and angry if I don't show up.
He likes to spank me at the slightest pretext sir and I don't want to give
him a reason to do so," I said cheekily and saw Matt's eyes light up with
delight.

   "Your fiance is a very lucky man," said Matt.

   "But Sir.  Sam was my student until recently.  It will be so humiliating
to have him strip me and search me sir.  Isn't there anyone else who can do
it?" I asked.

   "I am afraid not.  I am very busy.  Moreover, I want our trainees to get
some experience.  Sam brought in his classmates when he got the job so all
the trainees are your ex students.  I am sure as a teacher you want them to
gain on the job experience?" he reasoned.

   "Oh no, Sir!  All my ex students?  That will be sooooo embarrassing. 
Please Sir.  Don't put me through this?" I pleaded with doe eyes.

   "I am sorry but you have been a naughty girl," said Matt and gestured to
Sam to take me away.

   Sam led me to the booth, his left hand holding my left hand and right
arm around my waist.

   I was wearing a dark blue dress with a light blue slip underneath.

   "Take off your dress," he said unimaginatively.

   "Yes Sir!  My pleasure Sir!" I said mockingly as I slipped off my dress.

   Sam stared at me admiringly and I was happy to note that.

   To my delight, he decided to come over and disrobe me himself.

   He looked at me wordlessly, unhooked the slip and slid it over me and
let it drop to the floor.

   He gazed at me standing in my light blue bra and panties, as did the
audience.

   "God!  They have seen me naked countless times and are still enthralled
seeing me in my bra and panties," I mused.

   He groped my bra and panties ostensibly to see if he could detect any
drugs there and I could not help but moan and get a little wet at that.

   He stepped behind me to unfasten my bra and I objected "Please Sir!  You
already checked me.  I am not hiding anything!"

   I was again playing the hapless heroine from the countless stories I had
read.  I had always wondered what the heroine would be feeling in such
situations and now I was finding out and enacting it.  I was indeed
imagining myself being stripped by my ex-student for the first time and
feeling the embarrassment, shame and arousal that a teacher would feel in
these situations.

   "I am sorry, teach.  Women have secret hiding places and it is my job to
do a thorough search," said Sam.

   I nodded with resignation as he unclasped my bra and slowly slid the
straps and cups down my boobs with agonizing slowness.  It was so sensuous
and got me wetter as he fondled my naked breasts from behind, ostensibly to
check for drugs.  My nipples were erect and begging for appeasement.

   "Are you checking for drugs or just using this opportunity to feel me
up?" I said in a mock outraged voice.

   "Well we take pride in being thorough.  Did you not teach us to be
thorough in whatever we do?," asked Sam simply as he continued fondling me
from behind much to the audience's enjoyment.

   "Ok.  I have satisfied myself that you are not hiding anything in your
breasts," announced Sam with feigned seriousness.

   "Looks like you have satisfied yourself, you pervert," I hissed with
mock indignation.

   "We like our apprehended criminals to be contrite and show remorse,"
said Sam.  "Let's see if taking off your last garment can encourage those
qualities"

   Continuing with the role play, I looked embarrassed as Sam came and
kneeled in front of me and felt me up through my panties, made a comment
about how wet they were and slowly inched them down.  I blushed helplessly
but maintained my eye contact with the audience, knowing how much they
appreciated me blushing.

   He left the panties hanging sensuously around my thighs as he inserted
his finger in my pussy and stimulated me in the guise of looking for drugs.
He massaged me until I had a mini orgasm and he slid his finger out and
held it to my nose and said, "Looks like you enjoyed the search."

   I knew he would not go anywhere near my asshole unlike the strip search
stories on the net.  My asshole is off limits and no one is allowed to even
mention it, let alone touch it.

   "And did you find any drugs, kind Sir?" I inquired mockingly and he said
"I did not but all my colleagues will come and search you just to make sure
I did not miss anything."

   With that he asked me to get dressed and watched as I got dressed. 
There was no chair, so I leaned on his shoulder seductively as I rolled up
my panties and asked him to clasp my bra button and zip up my dress.  I
would have preferred a fresh pair of panties but I knew we did not have
that many spare panties.

   After that Sam led me out and back to Matt and waited for the next male
student to come and lead me to the booth.

   Each one of my male students stripped me and searched me in different
ways.

   Some had me strip my clothes off slowly myself.

   Some decided to do it themselves.

   One had me take off my panties before my bra.

   One brought in a chair and had me stand on it while taking my panties
off.

   A few of them had me sit on the chair and hold my legs spread so they
could inspect me properly.

   A few of them tasted my juices and some made me taste my juices.

   One had me do jumping jacks ostensibly so that anything hidden would
fall out.

   One made me thank him for taking time out of his busy day to search me.

   All of them made constant references to me being their teacher and said
how they imagined me naked when I was teaching them and how the slightest
sign of my cleavage would get them to visualize me while jerking off.

   One had me bend down and touch my toes.

   All of them devised delightful ways to humiliate me and the audience
clapped after each search.

   After the last search, Matt said "Since we did not find any drugs in
you, we will ignore the ones in your purse if you accept a spanking from
me."

   I rolled my eyes and knelt before him and said, "Please spank me and let
me go Sir!"

   Matt undressed me in front of the audience and then had me over his lap
and turned my face towards the audience and commenced my spanking.  All the
male students who had strip searched me came up on stage to watch.

   "One, thank you Sir!  I am sorry for smuggling drugs."

   "Two, thank you Sir!  I will never ever smuggle drugs again."

   "Three thank you Sir!  I am so grateful you are letting me go."

   "Four thank you Sir!  Thank you for not sending me to jail."
:Five thank you Sir!  Thank you for not letting me miss my flight."

   "Six thank you Sir!  Thank you for letting me get back to my fiance
tonight."

   "Seven thank you Sir!  Thank you for not letting my perverted colleagues
search me."

   "Eight thank you Sir!  Thank you for not involving my principal in the
search.  He is a ripe bastard, Sir." The audience clapped heartily at that
as Roberts smiled.

   "Nine thank you Sir!  Thank you for letting me give my students some on
the job experience."

   "Ten thank you Sir!  Thank you my students for teaching your errant
teacher a lesson"

   Matt had not asked me to do this.  I just chose to do this to revel in
my humiliation.  My gushing pussy let me know it appreciated my wanton
behavior.

   After the ten were over and Matt paused indicating he was done, I rose
and knelt before all of them and apologized all over again.

   "What is it about kneeling naked and apologizing that turns me on so
insanely?" I wondered as the scene came to an end and my students carried
me off horizontally off the stage as the audience stood up and cheered
heartily.  Noticing the bulge in the trousers of the male members of the
front row, I mused that I was getting a standing ovation.