"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Hiyoko cackled to herself, clutching her stomach as everyone stared at her in horror, except Mikan, who was clutching her own stomach, looking like she wanted to throw up.

Hiyoko had just shouted aloud the worst, most nasty, most vile insult towards Mikan any of them had ever heard. So bad it felt like repeating it would be a sin in and of itself.

"HIYOKO!"

A voice cut through the silent room, as well as through Hiyoko's laughter. She looked over towards its source, ready to snap back, but was shut down immediately when she saw it was Mahiru reprimanding her.

"I…I can't believe you'd say something like that!!" She shouted, shooting to her feet. Hiyoko flinched.

"I-I'm sorry, I-"

"No! An apology is not good enough!" Mahiru yelled as she walked over to Hiyoko's desk and pulled her out of the seat. "You need to be taught a lesson!"

"A lesson?" Hiyoko asked, confused as Mahiru pulled her up to the front. Mahiru sat down on the front desk, with Chisa doing nothing to stop her. Then, the dancer was immediately bent down by the waist over Mahiru's leg, and her kimono was lifted up. "H-HEY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! THEY CAN SEE MY-" Hiyoko exclaimed, her face turning red as her panties became exposed to everyone. But that was quickly forgotten as something even worse replaced it, and Mahiru yanked down her panties as well, taking them completely off of her and dropping them onto the floor. Now they could all see her ass! As well as…possibly… "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Hiyoko asked, thrashing around. She jumped and paused when Mahiru placed a hand on her bare butt.

"This is how I was disciplined, and so now I'm going to do the same to you. Maybe being spanked in front of everyone will make you actually learn something!" Mahiru said. Hiyoko shuddered as she felt over a dozen pairs of eyes on her small, pale butt, some hungrier than others. Mahiru lifted up her hand, and quickly brought it down on one of her cheeks, the sound reverberating through the room as Hiyoko cried out.

"P-please stop! I-I said I'm sorry!" She begged, and Mahiru answered by landing another slap to her bottom, the cheeks jiggling slightly. Hiyoko felt tears welling up in her eyes. She couldn't believe all her classmates were seeing her ass getting spanked. And they still might even be able to see…

"Stop talking." Mahiru said as she smacked the girl's ass over and over in front of everyone, the cheeks jiggling this way and that way wildly. "Or else I'll do worse!"

"W-worse?!" Hiyoko choked out. What could be worse than this?!

"Well…for calling Mahiru a…a…s-slut…" Mahiru had trouble getting the word out, "multiple times over the past week alone, I…I'd show them everything!!" Hiyoko began shaking even more than before.

"P-please! Don't show them!" She begged.

"Then stop talking!" Mahiru said as she smacked her on the ass once more, and Hiyoko whimpered. Hiyoko's cheeks continued to jiggle as Mahiru smacked them over and over, with Hiyoko simply praying that nobody was able to see anything else underneath, until finally…Mahiru stopped. Hiyoko panted as she sat there, her ass cheeks covered in bright red handprint marks. Hiyoko would've expected she would be relieved that it was finally over but…instead she felt somehow disappointed. She almost wanted to ask Mahiru to keep going, but thankfully, before she could say something extremely embarrassing, Mahiru spoke. But what she was wasn't necessarily something Hiyoko was happy to hear.

"I don't think that's enough." She said, and to Hiyoko's horror, she flipped Hiyoko over, and started pulling off her kimono.

"H-HEY! W-WAIT!" Hiyoko shouted, but it was too late, as soon as she was flipped over and Mahiru started pulling, her pussy was completely exposed. The dancer closed her legs as fast as she could, but even so, she knew they'd seen, and Mahiru was still taking off her kimono with surprising speed. "I-I'M SORRY! I WON'T MAKE FUN OF HER AGAIN, I SWEAR! JUST PLEASE DON'T STRIP MEEEE!" Mahiru actually paused, and Hiyoko looked up at her. Something was…up with her expression though, as she had a bright red blush on her face as she stared at Hiyoko with a strange sort of hunger in her eyes.

"I…I don't believe you." She said, and with one last tug, Hiyoko's kimono was off and she was completely naked in front of the class, since she never wore bras. She screeched and tried to cover herself, but Mahiru grabbed her hands and pinned them behind her back with a single hand as she lifted her up on her leg. "You're gonna…be punished…" Mahiru said, panting. Hiyoko could feel the girl's heart pounding even through her clothes as she laid against her. Hiyoko struggled, but Mahiru simply tightened her grip. She wanted to run, but she was scared what Mahiru would do if she did.

"Now, if I let go and you try to cover yourself, you'll be in even worse trouble and get an even worse punishment, alright?" Mahiru said. Again, how could it be any worse than this?! Hiyoko nodded, feeling tears come to her eyes as Mahiru removed her hand, before swiftly opening up Hiyoko's legs. Hiyoko rushed her hands out to cover it up, but one look from Mahiru stopped it. The dancer pulled her shaking hands back and let Mahiru reveal her womanhood to the class, who all gave varying reactions, from disgust, to curiosity, to pure arousal.

Then, to make it even worse, Mahiru reached up and grabbed the dancer's chest, making her squeal as her soft finger glided over her breasts. When they brushed her hard nipples, Hiyoko shuddered, trying to hold back a moan. After her nipples kept getting touched though, she couldn't hold back, and moaned aloud to the class, her face red hot. She couldn't believe Mahiru would do this! Had what she said really been that bad? Or was it for everything she had done previously? Either way, she was paying for it, and she wished Mahiru had just kept spanking her instead.

But even then, somehow it still got worse, as the photographer reached one hand down and spread Hiyoko's lips, rubbing her middle finger against her clit, making her moan even louder. She could feel Mahiru shuddering as well, her heart still racing as she panted. Was Mahiru…enjoying this? Somehow…that made it simultaneously better and worse for the small dancer. Mahiru gently eased the finger inside, wiggling it around a bit before she started thrusting it in and out, in and out. Hiyoko gasped loudly as she came, spraying cum out onto Mahiru's hand and the floor. Her body shook as it flowed out, until she was empty, and fell back against Mahiru, panting. The class was in shock, and Mahiru was quiet.

"Ma…hi…ru…" Hiyoko said, and then, to her surprise, the photographer grabbed her face and tilted it towards her, embracing her in a deep kiss. Hiyoko was stunned at first, but soon gave in and kissed her back, grabbing at Mahiru's clothes to get them off as soon as possible. The two of them seemed to forget they were still in the classroom as they fell to the floor, making out and groping each other, their nude bodies bumping together and sweaty. Some of the students looked over at Chisa to ask how she could possibly allow this, only to find her very indiscreetly fingering herself through her panties.

So everyone simply watched as the two fucked right there on the floor, climaxing with loud moans, along with Chisa, before finally recovering, remembering they were in the middle of class, turning into blushing, stammering messes, and finally gathering up their clothes and rushing out the door, leaving everyone stunned…and turned on.