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"Tell him to put some ice on his cock, it'll make it feel better!" she snarls through the door at the nuns who had just forcibly put her in her room. Who knew penguins were that strong? "You people are fucking insane!"
After a second 'personally conducted' tour of the school, she had been confronted. By Father Ninny, as the other girls called him. Well, that didn't go so well. She reflects smugly that he'll think twice about caning her, all right.
That doesn't do much for her present situation- locked in her own room for the remainder of the day, while they try and think of something else to take the place of the caning.
"Fuckers," she mutters, kicking the door before flopping down on her bed, short plaid skirt puddling gently around her thighs. The uniform, to her mind, is nothing short of hilarious, but that's beside the point.
After a second 'personally conducted' tour of the school, she had been confronted. By Father Ninny, as the other girls called him. Well, that didn't go so well. She reflects smugly that he'll think twice about caning her, all right.
That doesn't do much for her present situation- locked in her own room for the remainder of the day, while they try and think of something else to take the place of the caning.
"Fuckers," she mutters, kicking the door before flopping down on her bed, short plaid skirt puddling gently around her thighs. The uniform, to her mind, is nothing short of hilarious, but that's beside the point.