Brittany Wong had once been untouchable within St. Olga's.
At least as far as the head student was concerned anyway.
Everyone knew she was the most popular and influential girl in school. She was the queen bee, and the other girls were just her loyal subjects. The previous head girls and even most of the teachers hadn't even thought about touching her. They didn't want to risk becoming social outcasts.
The teachers were hesitant because they were worried about crossing her parents. They didn't want to be the ones who took the blame if her mother and father got angry about her butt being blistered. Ironically this was the very reason they had sent her there in the first place. But nobody needed to know that.
Whenever she got caught doing something, they would turn a blind eye.
There were two exceptions to the rule. The first was the Headmistress, who never thought twice about blistering her poor bottom. The woman was crazy, and Brittatny was sure she got off on making them all suffer. She was the only person she had to watch her step around.
And the second was Marco Diaz, the headboy.
When he had first been announced as the head student, Brittany hadn't thought much of it. He hadn't stood out much to her, so she figured it'd be like every other head student before him. But when he started tanning bottoms it became clear that neither popularity of social status mattered to him.
Anyone who broke the rules in front of him was getting their rear smacked, and she was no exception. She found herself becoming a regular over his lap and in the head's quarters. And unlike most of the other girls, she seemed too stubborn to even try and change her ways.
Marco didn't seem to care one way or the other however. He would thrash her rear as many times as he needed to. "Are you ready?" Marco asked.
Brittany scowled as she stood in her gym uniform. A tight white tee and a pair of form hugging blue gym knickers. She hated gym class. The only time she ever wanted to get so worked up and sweaty was when she was cheerleading. It was the only thing that was worth it as far as she was concerned. But now her lack of enthusiasm for physical education was going to cost her rear dearly.
When Marco had caught the girl skipping class, they both knew what was about to happen. There wasn't even the slightest chance she was walking away without having her backside blistered, and she hadn't even bothered trying to talk her way out of it. And since they were outside, Marco figured he might as well use an implement he didn't get to use all that often.
He flicked the switch through the air, and despite the defiant scowl on her face Brittany couldn't keep herself from flinching. "No…" she muttered, trying and failing to hide the nervousness in her voice. This wasn't fair. She wasn't supposed to be punished like these other girls. Especially not by someone like… him!
"Well, you should have thought of that before skipping. Bend over and grab the fence, butt out and legs apart," he instructed. "No moving and reaching back, otherwise we'll be here all day. You understand?"
Brittany just huffed in response, but turned around and did as told. She gripped the fence tightly, spreading her legs apart as she bent over and stuck out her rear. She had never been switched before, but she had seen a few other girls get it. Some of them said it was even worse than the cane.
She was not looking forward to this.
Marco moved her legs apart a bit further. For all of Brittany's many faults, he couldn't deny that she had a nice pert little rear. She always took pride in talking about it and shaking it around during cheerleading practice. But she'd be shaking it about for a completely different reason today.
He tapped her bottom with it a few times, and she noticeably flinched. Then he brought his arm back and swung, giving his wrist a little flick as well.
THWICK!
"Eep!"
She gripped the fence tighter as she felt the whippy little branch cut into her rump. A red mark formed across both her cheeks, and Marco only looked over it for a moment before bringing down the next stroke.
THWICK!
"Ouch!"
THWICK!
"Ow!"
THWICK!
"Yeoch!"
Marco continued to bring down the switch across her cheeks, adding more and more to the thin little marks being left across them. Brittany hopped up and down on her toes, dancing beneath the stinging strikes. With how much she ended up getting spanked by him one might think she was used to it, but she always yelped and squealed as if it was her first time.
She continued to wiggle about for a while, but then Marco reached down and grabbed the waistband of her shorts. He tugged back on them, and Brittany looked confused. By the time she realized what he was up to however, he'd already pulled them back and let them go.
SNAP!
"Yeow!"
"Stay still," Marco said, sternly.
She glared back at him. "How the hell do you expect me to stay still with you-?!"
SNAP!
"Ah!"
Brittany cried out as Marco once again pulled back her shorts and let them snap back. She tried to jump up, but Marco wrapped his arm around her waist. He carried her under his arm, lifting her up off of her feet. She kicked her legs out as he put the switch in his pocket. "Put me down! What are you doing?!"
"Showing you why you should watch your mouth," Marco said, pulling on her shorts again. The elastic stretched out as much as he could manage to pull it, exposing her bare cheeks.
Brittany had a panicked look on her face. "No! Wait! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to-!"
SNAP!
"Ah!"
SNAP!
"Aw!"
SNAP!
"Agh!"
Marco continued to pull on her shorts and let them go. The suddenly snapping against her already tender rear was killing her. She grabbed onto his pants, kicking her legs out wildly as she tried to pull herself free. Marco kept his hold on her however.
"OW! Ouch! Ow-ow-ow! Oh, stop it! Gah, I'm sorry Diaz! I'm sorry, okay! Stop!"
The head boy ignores her pleas, continuing to snap her shorts against her cheeks. When he finally did see fit to bring it to an end, rather than just let them go, he pulled them down. "Let's get these out of the way," he said. Brittany more than deserved a bare bottom spanking. If not for this, then something else.
Brittany whined. "Nooooo! Let me go! I've had enough! Let! Me! Go!"
Once Marvo got them down around her lower thighs, he pulled the switch back out of his pocket and then tapped it against her bare butt. "I'm not going to waste time telling you to stay still. But brace up. We still have a way to go."
Brittany shook her head. "No! This isn't fair! Don't do it! Don't do it!"
Marco rolled his eyes. For someone who behaved so terribly she sure did whine a lot. At least Hekapoo and Janna tried to take their punishments with a little dignity. They never would have been whining or begging this early into a punishment.
THWICK!
THWICK!
THWICK!
"Oooowww!"
Brittany struggled underneath his arm as he laid back into her with the switch. He tried to keep all the strokes lined up properly, but with her wiggling around so much some of them ended up crisscrossing. Not that it discouraged him from keeping the pace up.
He aimed a little lower, starting to aim at her sit spots.
THWICK!
"YEEEEOOOOWWWW!"
THWICK!
THWICK!
THWICK!
"Yeow! Ouch! Owie! OOOOWWWW!"
The switch rose and fell, and before long Brittany had a few tears forming in her eyes. She squeezed them shut to try to keep them in, but they made their way down her cheeks all the same. Her cries rang out as Marco kept the swings up.
After marking her bottom up from top to bottom, he let out a breath and looked over his handiwork. He poked at her rear, giving it a little pinch and making her squeal, and then nodded. Then he began making his way back towards the courtyard.
Brittany frowned as he carried her along, and when she realized where he was going she gasped. "Hey! Don't take me back there! Everyone will see!" she whined.
"That's too bad," Marco said. He felt her wiggling again, and only tightened his hold on her. She really didn't learn her lesson, did she?
As he carried her through the courtyard, some of her classmates stopped what they were doing and began looking towards them. Some of them snickered at seeing her predicament, while others looked worried about being next on Marco's list.
Brittany's face flushed red, a few tears still dripping down her face as her bare bottom was put on display for all to see. The gym teacher nodded towards Marco as he walked by, and the head boy nodded back respectfully. When they reached the wall, he finally set her down.
Brittany's hands immediately tried to shoot back to rub her poor bottom, but Marco grabbed her rear. "Oh no, you hold your hands down right now," he said.
She glared. "Seriously? Haven't you done enough to me?"
"No. Hands out."
Brittany huffed, and then hesitantly held her hands out, holding her palms up. Marvo lifted the switch and tapped them against the palm of her hands.
THWICK!
Brittany winced as the switch hit against her palms, and so did a few other girls watching.
THWICK!
"Uh!"
THWICK!
"Guh!"
THWICK!
"Ah!"
Brittany continued to wince as he switched her palms. A few more tears slipped out as she grit her teeth and bared it, and when he was finally done he pointed towards the wall. "Turn around and face it for the rest of class… or unless the teacher tells you otherwise I guess. I'm gonna be in your dorm later tonight."
She looked at him in disbelief. He was still going to punish her more? How cruel could he be? "Don't give me that look. You're lucky I'm not taking you to the HQ later. Now you stay out of trouble or else," he said sternly. He didn't have the patience to play nice with her. She'd just throw it in his face and be snarky.
"Fine…" she said, sniffling and crossing her arms.
Marco pointed to the wall again, and she turned around before putting her nose to it. He turned and began walking off, and as he did he noticed Star looking towards him. "Hey Star. Something wrong?" he asked.
The blonde shook her head. "No. Just enjoying the view," she said, smirking as she looked over towards Brittany.
Marco chuckled. "Right. Soak it in. Just behave so you don't end up being a part of it later," he warned good naturedly.
She gave him a salute. "Yes sir."
Brittany continued to sniffle and scowl as she faced the wall. She knew she wasn't going to be seeing the last of Marco. Not for today, and not for the rest of her miserable time here.
Brittany Wong once owned the students of St. Olga's. But now it was clear her time was over. As long as Marco Diaz was here, the only thing getting owned was her backside…
A/N: Yo, been a while since I updated this one but I was feeling the inspiration for it. I'm thinking I'll do Higgs or Kelly next. Or maybe a repeat with some of the others girls. Let me know what you guys think.