Making of Tina Ch. 10: Humiliated

Disclaimer.

Chapter 09 and 10 were supposed to be one chapter, but I split them to fit the narrative.

This story gets progressively more depraved and unrealistic with each chapter.

This is a fantasy story about total power exchange

If that is not something you like, please leave.

--

I looked around the room in confusion as cum was still dripping from my butt, legs, and chin. All I could see was a room full of empty glasses, dirty plates, and cum basically everywhere. Out of breath and with my heart still beating like crazy, I furiously started cleaning the room. Fortunately, the older gentleman was helping me out, and soon everything was nearly spotless.

I sheepishly stood there for a minute with my mop as the gentleman walked over and unlocked the lock at the back of my head.

"Leave everything on the bed and close the door behind you."

I headed to the guest room and noted there was now a big sheet of plastic on the bed. I gently removed my expensive looking maid outfit, gag, and plug, and placed them on the plastic sheet. I was so sticky, and I totally reeked of cum.

I needed to get home as soon as possible! I put on my clothes, inserted the plug, and checked my phone for notifications. It had one unread message from Daddy.

'Your parents are about to leave my house, better hurry!'

It was already pitch dark and quite chilly. I was going to need a coat or something for evening adventures. Once I arrived home, it was already late. I needed to get to bed as soon as possible, I have school tomorrow!

The next morning, I awoke with an incredibly sore body. My jaw hurt from the gag and so did my legs from squatting over that dildo for so long.

Ugh, school will not at all be fun today.

After having breakfast, I grabbed my stuff and left for school. It was just a ten-minute walk thankfully. It took a bit longer today because of the giant plug up my very sore butt.

Once I arrived at school, I ran straight to the playground to greet my friends. They all said hi and we talked for a bit until the bell rang. With my friends close to me we walked to our classroom. We arrived at the room, put our jackets on the wall and sat down at our desks.

The plug was punishing my sore hole with every move. As I went to sit down, I let out a silent moan in discomfort.

Our teacher was already waiting for us. When she saw me, she immediately addressed me.

"Hey Timmy, the principal wants to see you in his office."

My friends started cracking jokes and I rolled my eyes at them. I got up and reluctantly shuffled to the principals' office.

What is it this time?

It didn't take long before I found myself in front of his office door. I knocked and I heard someone say to come on in. I opened the door and shyly walked inside. The principal was sitting behind his big wooden desk and gave me a very stern look. I closed the door behind me as he spoke.

"Tim. Take a seat."

As I walked to the chair, I spotted someone on the other side of the room. I ignored him and went to sit down. Once again, I let out a soft moan in discomfort.

"This is my colleague Mr. Bell. He's the principal of our very own girl division."

I glanced at him, and I recognized him immediately. It was the guy who spat in my face yesterday and called me a worthless slut! I hoped he didn't recognize me.

"Hello Sir."

The principal continued.

"He had a remarkable story to tell about you."

I could see Mr. Bell slowly walk to the door and he locked it as the principal continued talking.

"We can't have a bad student in our school getting away with that kind of despicable behaviour."

I tried to play stupid and lied.

"I don't know what you're talking about Sir!"

Mr. Bell suddenly stood behind me. He grabbed me by the hair and scoffed.

"You know very damn well what you did. Worthless slut."

He let go of my hair.

"When the girls at my school misbehave. I am sure to make them pay for it dearly. And I am sure my colleague here would agree to an appropriate punishment."

"I agree my friend. Such behaviour is inapprehensible."

I didn't know what that word meant, but I guessed it wasn't anything good. I started tearing up and softy snickered.

"I am very sorry Sir!"

The principal stared at me for a moment.

"No. That won't do at all. Get up, stand in front of the desk, and remove your clothes at once."

With tears in my eyes, I began taking off my clothes. They were just staring at me with very stern looks on their faces. After all my clothes were on the floor in front of me, I stood there naked wearing nothing but just my trainers and with my hands in front of my little cage.

"Already in chastity? And yet you still display such disgraceful behaviour?! A navel piercing? And what is that up your behind? Do you want to be a girl?" the principal asked.

I was sobbing and looked at the floor in defeat.

"If you so dearly wish to be a girl, I guess we will have to start treating you like one!"

He opened the bottom drawer of his desk and placed a girl uniform on top of the desk. I looked at it quite surprised as our school didn't have uniforms. I grabbed the clothes and reluctantly put them on.

It was a classic green tartan skirt with a white blouse and a simple green tie. I pulled the skirt over my buttocks, followed by the white blouse. I buttoned up the blouse all the way and put on the green tie. It looked like an authentic uniform.

Why did the principal have this stored away in his desk? Has this happened before? Is this how he punishes bad boys?

The principal stood up and put his hands on his desk.

"Now you look like a girl. That's what you want am I correct?"

He walked around his desk, took his office chair with him, and stopped next to me. He sat down in the chair as Mr. Bell watched the entire scene play out in front of him.

"You have been an awfully bad girl. What do you have to say for yourself?"

Still crying I said.

"I don't want this; somebody is forcing me."

"Rubbish. Even if someone is forcing you. You still have a choice. I will have to discipline you accordingly."

He grabbed me by the wrist and in one swift motion he pulled me over his knee, like my dad used to do when I was much younger after I misbehaved.

"Bad girls need penance."

He pulled up my skirt, exposing my bare bum. And he just started spanking me.

I yelped out in pain.

"Be quiet and accept your punishment! Ten spanks on each side will be adequate!"

He continued smacking my poor little sore bum, making my plug move with every smack. I tried to keep quiet, but I just kept sobbing and whimpering. It felt like forever but when he finally stopped my bum felt like it was on fire.

"Bad girls need to know how to behave!"

He grabbed me by my waist and placed me in front of him. Next, he stood up, grabbed me by the hand and guided me to the door. He opened it and as he was still holding me by the hand, he walked me through the hallway of the lower grades for everyone to see. Anyone who spotted us had either a shocked look on their face, or they pointed and laughed at the sobbing boy, dressed up in a schoolgirl uniform. Some of the boys however didn't laugh at all and looked away in fear.

"Now everyone knows you have been a very bad girl."

After a brisk walk through the hallway of the building, we headed back to his office. He told me to change and get back to class. I got dressed and dried my tears. Luckily, the classroom was on the other side of the campus.

I was hoping none of my friends had seen me walk around hand in hand with the principal, dressed like a schoolgirl. I knocked at the door of my class and walked in. Thankfully, nobody cared, and I just sat down to continue this already very strange day.

After class, I walked straight home, and I started sobbing in my bed. This is an even bigger nightmare. Now my principal knows everything! He won't let this slide, I'm sure!

I glanced at my phone. No new messages. How is this even possible? I had hundreds of them yesterday, and now when I needed them the most, there were none!

The next day at school was a normal, boring day. During class I went to the toilet multiple times to check for new messages. At around 15hrs, I finally received a text from Daddy. I felt my heart jump, I needed Daddy so bad!

'Come to my place after school. The address is in the phone.'

After class, I quickly said goodbye to my friends and looked at my phone. I noticed Daddies' address was saved on it.

I audibly gasped once I understood it was in my own street, just a short walk from my own house! Now I understand why it was so easy for him to react to everything so fast! Or how he was able to hang up all those pictures of me everywhere so quickly!

I shivered at the thought of that pervert living so close to me and in anger I just continued walking. As soon I saw the house, I remembered it instantly.

I've walked past this house countless of times before. I also recalled a strange man in his garden eyeing me up when I was younger. I used to tease that man a lot!

Oh shit, that was Daddy!