Alex stepped from the shower feeling relaxed and refreshed as she slipped into her robe. The hour of quiet time was just about over, so she planned to get dressed and go find something to keep herself occupied and out of trouble, maybe do some gardening or ask if she could make herself useful and do some extra chores to earn some extra points on her behavior chart. When she went back into her room to get dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, she noticed immediately that most everything was exactly where she had left it, except that Justice was gone from the bed. She checked the floor around the bed and under the bed, then she checked the rest of her room, thinking that maybe she had moved him and forgotten about it.
"Hey, so what's the-" Grace popped her head into Alex's room and grew concerned to see her friend sitting on her bed in a flood of tears, "what happened, Lex?" Grace sat down next to Alex and held her hand.
Alex stuttered out the whole story and Grace helped her double check the entire room, but Justice was nowhere to be found.
"Well, he didn't just get up and walk away, and stealing isn't tolerated around here. The last person who was caught stealing got strapped in front of all of us. Come on, let's go get the dormitory monitor."
The dormitory monitor spent some time soothing Alex and calming her down, gently reassuring her that they would find her beloved cat. The dormitory monitor called all of the girls to the recreation hall without telling them why and while all the girls were sitting in the recreation hall getting a very stern, very boring lecture from Teresa about the rules that they were expected to follow at Kincaid and the punishments associated with bad behavior, the dormitory monitor asked security to check every single bedroom for Alex's lost cat. They entered Brooke's bedroom and started to go through her things.
"Well, look what we have here." a security guard emerged from Brooke's closet holding Justice. The cat only had one eye, his tail barely hanging on, and had been slashed with something sharp, his stuffing starting to fall out.
The dormitory monitor went to the recreation hall holding the cat and marched up to the front of the room to stand next to Teresa on the small stage.
"Brooklynn Ann Emerson, come up to the front of the room immediately."
Brooke nonchalantly went up to the front of the room.
"Girls, the reason you have all been gathered here and have been receiving a lecture about the rules you are expected to abide by here at Kincaid Transition Station, is because earlier today it came to my attention that one of you had a piece of her property stolen from her. But what's even worse," she held the cat up and everyone turned to look at Alex when she audibly choked on a sob, "is vandalizing stolen property. Brooklynn, this was found in your room. And this isn't the first time you've been dealt with for stealing. What have you got to say for yourself?"
"I didn't take that. Somebody must have put it in my closet to frame me." Brooke argued.
"How did you know it was found in your closet?" Teresa asked sternly.
"Oh… uh… um…" Brooke suddenly turned pale, realizing she had backed herself into a corner.
"That's what I thought. Apparently you didn't learn anything a few months back when Meghan was strapped in this room for stealing from the kitchen, and you are going to get a strapping today, right now, in front of the entire dormitory. You are also going to write a six-page essay on bullying, written by hand, not typed on the computers in the library, and you are going to be spanked in the punishment room every Friday until it is letter perfect and completed to my satisfaction." the dormitory monitor scolded.
"That's not fair! It's just a stupid stuffed animal and she's just a stupid freak!" Brooke shouted.
"Fix your tone this instant, Brooklynn Ann. You do not shout at me. It is perfectly fair; you are the one who misbehaved, so you are the one to bear the responsibility. You are going to be strapped, and then you are going to go straight to your room and not make one single peep until tomorrow morning. Your dinner will be brought to you at the normal time and then you will go straight to bed without dessert, there will be no evening activities for you, and you will stay in your bed until you wake up tomorrow morning. Teresa, if you would be so kind as to retrieve the prison strap from the punishment room for our naughty girl's bare bottom."
"Of course." Teresa replied, exiting the recreation hall to retrieve the prison strap from the punishment room.
When Teresa returned, the stern woman sat down in a chair and pulled Brooke to stand in front of her, guiding the struggling submissive over her lap with her bottom facing her audience. Teresa flipped up Brooke's skirt and pulled down her panties, revealing her bare bottom to the room.
"NO!" Brooke shrieked, blushing in embarrassment and reaching back to shield her bare bottom from her audience. Teresa simply took Brooke's arm and held it in the small of her back.
"This is where your arm goes if it comes back to protect your bottom. Naughty girls who steal, destroy other people's belongings, and try to lie about stealing get spanked on their bare bottom, and then they get strapped on their bare bottom. If you are embarrassed to have everyone see your naughty little bare bottom, then you should have been a good girl. By the time I get through with you, young lady, I promise you will have learned your lesson, even if I have to send you to the infirmary when I am done." Teresa scolded sternly.
The whole room watched as Teresa raised up her strong right hand and brought it down sharply on Brooke's bottom, followed quickly by another, and another, and another. The sound echoed throughout the room sounding like applause, accompanied by Brooke's overly dramatic shrieking and wailing as her fleshy bottom flattened out under Teresa's palm and then bounced back as if asking for more. Not a single person watching in the audience felt the least bit sorry for Brooke. She was a bully and almost all of them had experienced her wrath at some point; as far as they were concerned, this was just karma coming back to literally bite Brooke on the butt. When Brooke's bottom was a deep shade of cherry red, Teresa paused long enough to haul Brooke upright, holding tightly to Brooke's arm as the stern disciplinarian stood up from her chair. Brooke tried to use her long hair to shield her tear-stained face from her audience.
"Martha, if you'd be so kind to help me out and restrain this naughty girl, we'll get her real punishment underway." Teresa said to the dormitory monitor.
The dormitory monitor sat down in the chair previously occupied by Teresa, and Brooke suddenly found herself restrained over the dormitory monitor's lap. Teresa picked up the prison strap and tapped it on Brooke's spanked bottom. Not knowing what to expect from the wicked implement, Brooke clenched her bottom muscles in fearful anticipation.
"Relax your bottom, Brooklynn Ann, or you can go back over Teresa's lap for more spanking before your strapping even starts." the dormitory monitor scolded, and after a brief moment Brooke reluctantly obeyed and relaxed her bottom muscles.
"Naughty, naughty girl. You will not steal, you will not bully others, and you will not lie. You will learn to be kind and respectful to everyone. You should have learned that lesson when you were four, but if you need me to teach it to you at thirty four, I will be more than happy to do so." Teresa scolded as she strapped Brooke's bottom sharply, causing Brooke to choke on a scream. The dormitory monitor held on tightly to the wriggling submissive over her lap and had to put her leg over Brooke's legs to restrain her from kicking, effectively locking her in place and forcing Brooke to submit to her punishment.
When it was over, Brooke lay limp across the dormitory monitor's lap, sobbing heavily, her punished bottom strapped to a painful shade of crimson. Teresa turned to address the other girls who had been watching from the audience. She saw Grace sitting next to Alex with her arm around the crying blonde, comforting her over her destroyed treasure.
"This is what happens to naughty girls who steal and bully others. I'm afraid Brooke is going to have a very painful few weeks until her essay is complete. Be warned that anyone caught stealing or bullying can expect similar consequences, please do not make that necessary. Now, enough of this nonsense. Everyone go back to your activities and stay out of trouble. Also be warned that Brooke's room is off-limits until tomorrow morning and anyone found to be teasing her about her punishment will be dealt with by me in the punishment room." Teresa said.
Brooke was guided up from the dormitory monitor's lap and sent straight to her room for the rest of the day while the other girls went about their various activities. Brooke fled to her room without making eye contact with anyone, her hands covering her face in embarrassment. She would still figure out some way to be the queen bee of Kincaid Transition Station, but for right now she had been knocked down from her pedestal and it would take her some time to reclaim it. Teresa followed close behind with a bottle of arnica in her hand to gently apply to Brooke's bottom and closed Brooke's bedroom door behind them to apply the arnica and deliver another scolding lecture to the still sobbing submissive.
"Alex, I'm so sorry about this. Where did you get the cat? Maybe we can find you another one." the dormitory monitor asked kindly.
"My M-Mis-Mistress g-gave it to m-me." Alex replied.
"I'll tell you what I'll do, I'll give her a call and ask her where she got it and see about getting you a new one."
"Th-Thank you, M-Ma'am." Alex smiled.
"That's a good girl, run along now."
Brooke was not at dinner that evening, nor was she there to make an ice cream sundae in the recreation hall for dessert after dinner with the rest of the girls, and everyone knew why. A member of the kitchen staff took a tray with Brooke's dinner to her room where she found Brooke lying in bed on her belly already asleep with her pajama bottoms and panties pulled down to her knees so that there was no material touching her punished bottom. Lying next to Brooke's head on her pillow was a spiral notebook with the beginning of her essay already written.
The next day, Alex was overjoyed when Olivia came to visit and Olivia spent the whole time showering Alex with attention and affection. Olivia had been furious to hear that Alex had been the target of a bully, but she was satisfied with the way in which Brooke had been dealt with.
"I went back to the hospital's gift shop and got you another cat, sweetheart, and I'll keep it with me so it will be waiting for you when you come home." Olivia explained kindly as they walked back into the visitor's lounge after coming back inside from visiting the garden where Alex had been showing Olivia the flowers she had planted.
"Th-Thank you. C-Can you h-hold me?" Alex asked hopefully.
"I will always hold you, my angel. Come here." Olivia sat down on the couch in the visitor's lounge and cuddled Alex on her lap, rhythmically patting Alex's jean-clad bottom to soothe her. They cuddled and talked until visiting hours were over and Olivia kissed Alex goodbye, giving her an affectionate spank to send her on her way.