A Couple Of Bad Apples

Emma Starletto and Lily Larimar sit bored in an empty classroom, nothing in front of them, bags dropped at their feet. A knock cuts the silence. Sarah Vandella steps through the door, eyes sharp. She takes in the empty desks and the girls slouching, then her face hardens. She’s not having it. Sarah announces the punishment herself. Emma and Lily glance at each other, disbelief cracking into protest, but Sarah lifts one hand and the room goes quiet. She tells them to bend over. They do. She flips their skirts up. Her palm cracks across bare skin and both girls suck in a breath, the sting melting fast into heat. Sarah keeps going, slow, deliberate, each strike drawing another soft gasp. The lesson has changed shape, and these two bad apples are taking it gladly.