The tell-tale gets owned

Chapter 5: Learning her lesson

Still standing right in front of Natalie in classroom 29B, Allison drew her boyfriend close to her and kissed and hugged him again, making a point of doing this in front of the victim.

"Hope she enjoys this cause this could be the closest she ever gets to having a boyfriend," Allison teased.

"Mhmm", the tall 12th Grader acknowledged as he made out enthusiastically with his 10th Grade goddess.

While they were lost in each other for a minute, Natalie – by now just about recovered from the full body soaking – had plonked herself cross-legged on the floor, trying to unpick some of the food and dirt from her various clothes.

Allison pulled away from Ben for a second, declaring: "I think she needs to fucking watch this."

Kelly and Michelle were over to Natalie like a shot. They took an arm each, hauled her up from the floor and frogmarched her back to where the couple were making out.

The strong pair then maintained a vice-like grip on the smaller girl's miniscule upper arms.

Natalie being forced to watch them seemed to increase the intensity of the encounter, particularly for Allison who then whispered excitedly to her boyfriend: "Let's spank her."

Natalie had no idea what was about to happen, though she had given up on the idea of ever getting home that evening.

"OK girls, bend her over," Allison commanded.

Still holding the victim by her arms, Kelly and Michelle yanked Natalie's arms out in front of her and then pulled her downwards until she was fully bent her over with her pancake-flat bum sticking up in the air.

With her soaked hair dangling down, its entire volume reduced to just hair strands all clustered together awkwardly, and her so skinny, entirely untoned body, she looked like such a suitable slave or servant.

Ben asked Kelly and Michelle to let him take over, effortlessly plonking Natalie down on her knees in front of him like she was a doll.

Natalie's sudden complete lack of resistance surprised him, so he stood back for a minute.

Finally, it had happened. Allison sensed a change in the overall demeanour of their captive and it pleased her greatly.

Without needing to be held in place, Natalie was kneeling subserviently before King Ben with her head lowered.

Allison was so impressed that she broke her own rule again and started filming the moment on her phone as she approached Natalie.

Pointing her phone's camera right at Natalie's face, Allison taunted: "Now, are you rushing off anywhere?"

Without raising her head, Natalie replied: "No Miss Allison."

"And will you follow our commands without question?"

"Yes Miss Allison."

"Good girl."

Seeing Natalie's still soaked long hair trailing all over the place in an unruly fashion, Allison felt a genuine urge to help her out and she went with it. It was a girl thing.

As she sat on the floor right in front of Natalie and began fixing up the smaller girl's hair, she suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of wanting to care for their victim.

Natalie recoiled as Allison tried to remove a pretty purple scrunchie from her wrist.

"It's okay sweetie, just let me help," Allison said almost soothingly.

Allison then used Natalie's scrunchie to ever so gently tie up her hair in a smart ponytail.

Allison: "Now, that's better."