Brielle waited on pins and needles for Harriet's decision. Harriet looked at Brielle with no expression for a moment before breaking into a huge smile, "You didn't even threaten me with expulsion, suspension or anything," laughed Harriet, "Are you sure you were a bully? That is straight up wimp behaviour right there." Brielle blushed beet red as she got verbally destroyed be a high school girl who had, with minimal effort humiliated her. Brielle hung her head fearing the worst. "Don't look so glum," mocked Harriet, "I'm not going to tell anyone about this. It'll be our little secret." "Thank you so m-" "All of our little sessions will be our secret as long as you obey me, your bully, you massive dork," continued Harriet, "Say it." Brielle took a deep halting breath, "I will obey you because I'm a wimpy little math loser and you're my b-bully." Harriet clapped gleefully, "Perfect! We can go over some of the other terms of our agreement later, but let's really cement this relationship while we have a moment." Brielle began trembling as Harriet went to lock the bathroom door.
"Ouchie!" Harriet laughed as she grabbed Brielle by the ear and free her from the toilet before spinning her around and driving her to her knees in front of the toilet. "Oh my god! Pink 'Venrath's Wand" panties! You are a total dork. I knew all that strict teacher nonsense was an act," teased Harriet, "Plus you have no taste." Brielle was genuinely taken aback by the unexpected comment. "W-what?" Brielled couldn't help but ask, even during this horrible situation. "Venrath's Wand is derivative trash," explained Harriet, "It's basically The Tales Dendralon, but overwritten and way too long. To say nothing of its more problema-" Brielle couldn't contain herself, "That is so untrue! Those comparison's are lazy and taken out of conteEEEK! EEP! OUCHIE!" Brielle was interrupted as an amused Harriet sent hard spanks at her massive tush getting it jiggling like jello and heading towards red almost instantly. "A good nerd agrees with her bully," hissed Harriet, adding some short hard tugs to Brielle's panties form emphasis. Brielle shrieked pathetically, "Gah! Pl-please! Okay Venrath's Wand is d-derivative t-t-t-trash!" Brielle wailed the last word completely embarrassed with herself for getting completely owned by a high school girl for being a nerdy wimp and having that high school bully actually attack her for the way she was being a nerd.
"Good dork," said Harriet, "I've wanted to wedgie you so badly since the moment I saw you." Harriet wobble the trembling Brielle's cake around in her hands. "I couldn't believe this huge, round bubble butt of yours. There isn't one like it at the school...well other than that correctional officer friend of yours, but I've wanted to wedgie a teacher to solidify my rise to the top since I got here in freshman year. So, even though she has a planet-sized dumptruck that exceeds your mammoth tushy, I knew I was destined to bully you and your big pale chee-hey waiiit a minute I recognize this booty!" Harriet smacked her forehead as Brielle whined in shame, "You were hanging out of the garbage can in the washroom yesterday weren't you?" Harriet delivered some hard spanks to get Brielle talking.
"Y-yes that was me-eeee!" Squealed Brielled as her undies were stuffed further up her crack, "My friend with the giant booty did it to me because I sa-annoyed her." Brielle caught herself, not wanting to reveal to Harriet that Jazmin was also getting bullied by a student. Jazmin was her bestie after all. "She was also a bully and she was a tiny bit better than me," admitted Brielle. Harriet had a long laugh at this.
"I was right. You were just a second tier bully weren't you," said Harriet, "Well, if you're not on top you're on the bottom or, in your case, have a giant one. Well enough chatter, back to me having fun with my new dork."
Brielle yelped and squeaked while Harriet gave her a brutal squeaky clean wedgie while she was still on her knees. Brielle went cross-eyed and her tongue lolled out as her hands darted between her legs and her bubble butt trying desperately to relieve the pressure of her undies trying to saw her in half. Brielle blushed as Harriet stuck her phone in Brielle's face snapping a picture. "Priceless," laughed Harriet, "You have an A+ wedgie face that's for sure. Now it's time to dunk that wedgie face into that toilet water, but first." Harriet plucked Brielle's glasses from her face. "Don't want to break those. By the way you can wear contacts instead of nerd glasses Miss former bully, surprised you didn't know that." Brielle, delirious with pain and humiliation, blurted out: "Swirlies and contacts don't mix." Harriet punctuated another burst of laughter with some especially strong tugs that manage to lift Brielle's knees off the ground while Brielle let out a stream embarrassed yelps. "How does a former bully know that," prodded Harriet, "Stay silent if you want I have all year to get it out of you. Take a deep breath, math nerd."
"BLRGLBLRGLBRGL I'm a huge math nerd with a pale fat ass!"
"You can better than that!"
"BLRGLBLRGLBRGL I'm pathetic dork who's wobbly beach ball cheeks are getting owned by my own math student!"
"Another one!"
"BLRGLBLRGLBRGL I'm a washed up former bully who's round rippling badonkadonk and sissy squeals give other math nerds a bad name!"
"Perfect, Oh! This girl I like is texting me I need a minute, hang on."
Brielle had foolishly thought this meant a break for her, but Harriet had dispelled that notion when she hooked Brielle's waistband over the flusher, trapping her and called out orders while she was texting. Orders like: "Swirly! Spank your big red cake! Crawl back towards me until I say stop! Twerk!" This went on for ten minutes until Harriet announced she was done and walked towards an exhausted Brielle.
Harriet grabbed Brielle by the back of the shirt and dragged her across the bathroom floor to the sinks laughing as Brielle's big tushy squeaked along the tile floor. Harriet hauled her to her feet and forced her to look in the mirror. Brielle cringed at her swirly matted hair, her red panting face, her nose and eyes streaming and she cringed again when Harriet slid her glasses back on her before taking out her phone and filming. "Now the next time you want to act like the strict tough teacher or remember your 'glory days' as a 'bully' just remember you are nothing but a grown woman who got wedgied and humiliated, with ease, by one of her students. Got it? "Yes ma'am!" *SPANK* "Yes ma'am!"
Harriet put away her phone and said, "Class will let out soon and students will want to use the bathroom, so I think it's time to go." Brielle breathed a sigh of relief that the humiliating session was at an end. "Time to go to your-no-OUR office to hammer out the details of this arrangement." Brielle banged her head on the counter in response.
Harriet sat behind Brielle's desk in her comfy chair with her feet up on the desk and gestured for Brielle to sit in the uncomfortable small seat reserved for students. Brielle, grudgingly, went to before Harriet stopped her. "Take off your pants and shirt." Brielle did so, her whole body going pink at being exposed. Harriet looked her over again, "I like the suspenders put them on and hook them to your panties." Brielle winced as she clipped the suspenders on and tightened them until Harriet was satisfied. Brielle finally sat down deepening the suspender wedgie and immediately began squirming in pain. "I think the suspenders cover enough. Bra off too, dork." Brielle's face fell even further as she obeyed now feeling totally uncomfortable as the suspenders rubbed against her breasts.
Harriet confirmed how Brielle felt when she was barely able to tell her how stupid she looked through her laughter. She calmed enough, a few pics later, to lay out her terms:
"I get straight A pluses no matter what. I know you can't tell that big a lie for Luna and Mariana, but they are to get B pluses or A minuses. You are to cover for me with other teachers, vouch for me, defend me and anything else I need. This is my office now you are a renter thus you sit in the small chair even when I'm not here unless you have to maintain appearances. I have some field trips in mind for our class that you will approve. You will turn a blind eye to my bullying antics. I get to wedgie the other mathletes AND the mathletes from other schools with your approval. Got it?" Brielle nodded weakly, ashamed of herself for being in this position again and as an adult. Not to mention immediately compromising her integrity as a teacher.
"In exchange I will keep your secret and even keep other bullies away from you. The only caveats are I will reveal your secret to Grace if I need to one up her, that overconfident bitch. Don't make that face she wouldn't tattle and neither will Luna and Mariana when I tell them. Don't worry they won't mess with you, I just trust them not to talk and I'll burst if I don't tell anyone."
Brielle nodded again, too stunned to speak.
"Oh and obviously whenever I want to bully you, you make time, got it?"
Harriet got one more big laugh as Brielle explained about her situation with Coach Hannah.
"Ok, wedgie work, I've gotta go. I know you're off through lunch, so why don't you stay here dressed as you are and every ten minutes you going to send you a pose and you'll send me a pic of you in that pose that way I can be sure you don't get dressed, kay?"
"Yes ma'am! EEYOUCH!" Brielle clutched her left boob as Harriet had snapped her suspenders against her nipple on her way out the door.
Brielle sat miserable, brooding and in a humiliating outfit as she marked assignments and dreaded how she was going to tell Ellen about this and how to deal with Jazmin when she inevitably found out.
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