Sophie grimaced as she clenched her fists. Her arms dropped before moving to her bra and unclipped it. Gritting her teeth as she removes it. Placing it down on the floor and then removed her skirt. But she did not touch her panties, leaving them on as she laid the clothing on the floor. Once she was finished she raised her hands back into position. Deciding to endure this and never have to hopefully handle it again. But her arms would tremble a little after putting them back into position.

She was getting sore and aching in those arms as she grimaced. "Is that enough Miss Matsumoto?" She grits out behind her teeth while keeping position. But her arms were really starting to hurt as she flinched her body enhanced state let her feel the twinge in her body even worse than a normal person. The feeling of pain filling her mind as she kept position.

Sophie had to decide a path. The longer she delayed here, the longer she would be standing here in the nude. With her heightened senses, she would be able to hear if anyone came to Vera's door. Vera's door was unlocked right now. Anyone could walk in and see the young woman standing here exposed.

"Why would that be enough?" Vera said, showing annoyance, "Do you think wearing just your panties is a proper uniform? Perhaps I judged you too soon. You seem to not be understanding what rules you broke. Or are you just wasting my time? And it is Ms. Matsumoto."

The tone change in the woman's voice could make ice shiver. Vera had certain pet peeves and having her already limited time wasted was one of them. "Perhaps you simply forgot after wasting all that time complaining about a bit of nudity. You had no issue with your appearance while outside in the middle of the night. Now, recite your violations and your intended improvements. Keep those arms up, Ms. Flare."

Sophie was a super heroine and yet she could feel the struggle to do this. Would she have rather be beaten up by monsters instead? Vera observed for a few more iterations before speaking again. "Stop," she ordered, "Drop your arms to your sides and now put them behind your back. Continue reciting." There was no doubt relief being able to drop those heavy limbs. But, Sophie could hear Vera behind her. Wrists were grabbed and the heroine felt nylon rope start to bind them together.

Sophie grits her teeth at that as she eventually removed her panties as well leaving her in the buff. But she crossed her legs blocking or trying to block her privates while keeping her arms in that position again. Reciting the words again and again but her body was straining with holding those arms up. When Vera had her move her arms behind her back and lowered them. She continued to recite only to feel her wrists grabbed and nylon ropes were starting to bind them together. She grits her teeth as she continued to recite.

Her limbs were arching from the strain of keeping them up as Sophie felt the nylon ropes digging into her wrists flinching slightly while she continued her recitements. Of her violations and intended improvements. But she was truly starting to suspect this woman was messing with her instead and why even use the ropes now and not while her arms were crossed above her head.

Only further scolding awaited the heroine when she tried to alter her posture in any way. Sophie was confused what Vera was doing. Was this woman crazy? Bindings wrists above the head was unnecessary when the student obediently obeyed. Doing this in the Head Girl's suite meant there were certain tools not available to hang a student up. So a different posture was needed.

Sophie felt a hand pushing down her shoulder. "Keep reciting. Do not deviate. Go down to your knees." Vera stated. Sitting on her knees, the Head Girl could take the excess rope from those bound wrists and start tying those ankles. Aching, fatigued, and now bound in rope; the heroine was becoming more exposed and vulnerable before this Head Girl.

Hands would guide the student to lean back until she was laying on her back while on her knees. The rope would keep those ankles and wrists tied with a bit of rope connecting the two bindings to ensure she could not get up. Feet would gently kick those knees, forcing them to spread a part. Vera's voice would speak harshly if the chanting wavered. Sophia had to keep focus while being humiliated like this. This was insane. Was a Head Girl allowed to do this?

Footsteps would walk away, leaving Sophie in this compromised position. The blindfold still sealed her vision, leaving her other senses to go wild along with her imagination. What was this evil woman going to do to her next? How much more must she take before those demerits are cleared?

Sophie blushed so red at this humiliation as she was bound by her wrists only to feel hands on her shoulders and push her down onto her knees. Kneeling while she continued to recite her violations and what she was meant to do to fix them. While feeling the bindings on her ankles now leaving her truly helpless. She stammered but kept reciting during this while she wondered what kind of insane woman this Head Girl was. Bewildered and confused by what was goingon as she was guided to lean back and laying on her back while still kneeling somehow while feeling a rope linking her wrists and ankles into some kind of hog tie.

Sophie could only stammer out the constant reciting confused and scared as to what was awaiting her next as she couldn't see anything and forced to only hear for any sign of Vera. Her wrists wriggled and squirmed trying to feel the ropes holding her down. Her legs even spread apart exposing her folds to Vera as she whimpered in fear again as it was surfacing. The girl was getting more scared at whatever this evil woman was doing to her.

Those enhanced senses would reveal Vera's presence when she returned assuming the heroine was not distracted by her own fear and obedient reciting. The binding and position left Sophie with her body arched upwards. She rested on those knees while her bound wrists ensured she could not lift her body back up. The sensitive woman could feel every breeze of the AC caressing those exposed petals and brushing across those rose nipples.

Vera was pleased to hear the fear in those chanted words. There was no going back now. Even if Sophie wanted to stop, she was completely helpless and at the mercy of the Head Girl. Blind to the world around her, Sophie's other senses only sharpened further making every sensation all the more apparent.

Then the heroine felt something tickling a breast. Vera had returned with a long white feather in hand. She ever so lightly, traced the tip of the feather across a breast. Then the touch would fade and appear again elsewhere, lightly flicking a nipple, caressing a side, brushing a shoulder. Vera took advantage of this supposed heroine's heightened senses, awakening and stimulating those sensitive cells to further attention. The feather would start tracing around one of those lovely peaks, rousing more hot blood to the surface.

Sophie takes shuddering breaths while keeping her weak fearful words chanting and reciting out. Helpless and at Vera's lack of mercy. The poor girl squeaks as she felt a feather teasing her body. Her hyper sensitive skin made her jump and gasp but she tried to keep speaking the reciting words. But brief gasps, giggles and pleads filled her voice slowly as this continued.

She arched her back during this and weakly squirmed on the floor in such a helpless position. Whimpering while the ticklish torment continued. She kept trying to speak those words but most times she fumbled one part when Vera hit her body with those tickles. Her body trembling from the sensation and the AC's chill on her body wasn't helping either as she trembled in the cold.

Vera focused more on stimulating rather than tickling. She wanted to see how this heroine's body responded to teasing. She admired how Sophie whimpered and tried to continue chanting. Any attempts to plea resulted in silence. The touch would stop until the chanting resumed. There was no stopping it, Sophie would have to endure this if she was to be freed of this madness.

The feather traced lower, running down the swell of those breasts. The tip was felt along each rib as it progressively got lower and lower. It circled the woman's navel and journeyed lower. Did Sophie know where that feather was going?

The tip teased the woman's hooded pearl, seeing if it would be roused from hiding. It did not linger for long before ever so carefully tracing each lip of Sophie's exposed slit. Up and down, up and down, the feather stimulated that entrance with a touch so light that fingers could not hope to match. Occasionally, the feather would drift to caress a thigh before fading completely. Then the redhead would feel the feather run along her jawline and begin journeying lower once more.

It was ticklish at points to Sophie as she writhed and squirmed in her bindings. Giving squeaks, groans and other noises mixed in with her continued recital of those violations she'd incurred. Her body jolting at the touches on her breasts, sliding down her navel and bellybutton before it teased her hooded clit and then tracing her slit as well. She shuddered while her hips wriggled trying to pull away as she groaned while blushing bright red.

Vera would see the girls nipples were starting to poke outward and erecting but the girl was trying to hold herself back. But failing as she groans barely able to get any words out now as she groans and slowly her clit was peeking out and to her humiliation her folds were starting to get wet~

Aches and pains from holding up those arms would get further and further away from the student's focus. Vera admired the flares of color in Sophie's emotional aura. Embarrassment and fear would clash with the heroine's own growing arousal. She was impressed with how well this body responded to stimuli. What the file mentioned about this woman's supposed powers did not exaggerate.

Squirm as Sophie might, the feather could not be avoided. The tip danced and awakened those sensitive cells and nerves before lingering away to strike at later. When it grew too much for the red haired student to chant further, the feather would draw away only to resume its teasing when Sophie mustered the strength to speak again.

During one of those rests, Vera would use more black nylon rope to wrap tightly over the heroine's sexy body. Sophie could feel its crisscrossing over her body. Breasts were forced to bulge outwards as it tightened around their base. The student could feel the smooth material against her thighs and along her upper arms. Rather than bind, this new set of bonds merely provided resistance to any remaining motion the heroine had. The most prominent part was the strand of rope now pressed over that exposed clit and awakened netherlips.

The mantra kept Sophie's mind distracted as she had to focus on that if she were to get out of this humiliation. She would feel that feather tracing her now bound breasts while Vera teasingly tugged on the rope, letting it slid against that sensitive entrance.

"Do you understand why you are here doing this, Ms. Flare?" Vera asked, "Do you feel you will take the rules much more seriously from now on?"

Sophie squirms and writhes almost all the time while feeling that feather tormenting her poor sensitive body. She was cursing her powers right now as it made her way too sensitive to stop this as she shudders in bliss. Speaking as best she can at points, but when she couldn't speak Vera for some reason merely pulled the feather away giving her a moment to rest and continue, she was on purpose tormenting her now since she hadn't heard any scolding from her breaking.

Sophie pants and gasps during a break only to feel black nylon ropes wrapped around her upper arms, thighs, breasts and also a crotch rope pressed over her clit and folds. She couldn't move now, feeling her total immobilization now. Her embarrassment and fear were mixing with her arousal. She continued her mantra as best she could only now she couldn't try and lean away from the feather as she stammered out the reciting while the rope slides against her sensitive entrance and she squeaks out.

She hears those words as she pants heavily. "I do Ms Matsumoto, and I will, I-i'll take the rules m-more seriously now." She stammered out as her body shuddered in the unwanted arousal her body was being affected by. Laying there before Vera in such a helpless position and the report on her power being true, the girl far more sensitive than any other girl had been.

Every shuddering breath caused those ropes to tighten around the heroine's chest and sensitive orbs. The feather would trace over those hardened peaks and puffy areolae, stimulating them into further insanity. Every squirm and struggle fought against the ropes that rubbed against the redhead's bare skin. Even if these new bindings did not actually bind any limbs, it created a sensation of being held tightly in its silky smooth embrace.

"I do hope so," Vera said as she slowly pulled another strand of rope, causing different parts to tighten and rub against that tender body, "For your sake..."

"You have recited your wrongdoings," Vera stated as the feather was replaced with the tip of the Head Girl's finger. It traced up and down those swollen peaks, revealing just how erect, swollen, and sensitive they now were to the heroine. "You stated what you will do to avoid these violations in the future. A spare uniform if said club activities damage your attire. Further, you should be more careful if such a club is damaging school property."

The Head Girl's thumb joined in, pinching and tugging every so slowly on one of those exposed nubs. Her other hand tugged the rope once more. "You have recited all this again and again," the silver haired woman continued, "This was your first violations and you did come seeking correction of your own volition. I believe you wish to be better and become a good student. If it were not for your hesitation, we would have finished much sooner."

She released the pinched nipple and gave a gentle caress to the tingling orb it stood upon. "But, I have no desire to keep you any longer," Vera said as the woman moved to undo the rope binding those wrists and ankles first. "Your demerits shall be cleared. Your record will merely have note that you violated these rules in the past. Should I find you have violated other rules or worse, the same rules, I will not be merciful. I am trusting your words and desire to be better than you were moments ago. Do not betray that trust. Do you understand me, Ms. Flare?"

Limbs free, Sophie could move. She still could not see and she was in for a surprise if she moved with the rest of the rope still on her. The heroine would feel the resistance with her motions but not enough to keep her from moving. But that resistance came as the rope rubbing an digging into her sensitive body. The teasing and stimulation from all of this still persisted but release never came as Vera simply started to move to undo the rest of the rope.

"I will Ms Matsumoto, I promise you." She whispered out with a shuddering gasp. While squeaking as she gasped at a pinch onto one of her exposed nipples. "I understand completely." She groaned out while shuddering as her folds were wettening up from the stimulation of the ropes. But despite that, Sophie surprisingly had just avoided an orgasm. She was at her limit though as she takes a soft calming breath once Vera finally stopped her touches. While feeling the hands undoing her ankle and wrist bindings. Sophie felt it but she didn't move unless guided both her wanting to remove her blindfold first before properly moving and also the other ropes on her body.

She was needy but it was something she could handle later or just clean up and forget and try to calm herself down. She waiting for Vera to remove the last of the ropes before she guided herself into a simple sitting position now once freed and moved her hands up to her blindfold to finally be able to see.

"I did not give you permission to remove your blindfold," Vera stated coldly.

Sophie was at her limit in more ways than one. Vera left the student at that point on purpose. It would have taken no effort at all to make this supposed super heroine cream all over herself and the Head Girl's floor. She wanted this moment to linger in this student's memory. This student would not only think twice before breaking the rules but she will remember this moment the next time she decides to put on a mask and costume to play hero. If she was beaten by the island's guests again, there will always be that chance that the woman will be found breaking curfew or another rule. Then, that will bring Sophie right back to this silver haired Head Girl.

Ropes were shed and it was by Vera's hand that the blindfold was removed. Light would return to Sophie's vision as the Head Girl walked back to her desk. Her uniform and clothing was folded and stacked on the desk.

"Your uniform is dry. Get dressed and do get back to your room before curfew. Good night, Ms. Flare." Vera sat down and returned to what she was working on. As promised, the demerits were resolved and a report would be sent to NICE labs about Sophie's response to various stimuli and correction methods. Whether Sophie likes it or not, there will be eyes on her by both guests and staff while attending Shokushu. Vera looked forward to seeing how this heroine falls like all the other students.

Sophie flinched an waited for Vera to remove it. But the heroine had managed to hold herself back just as she was fully released from the ropes and the blindfold. Sophie quickly got back up and taking her clothing and quickly got dressed putting her panties and bra on quickly before buttoning her blouse up and then the skirt on and finally her vest as she put everything back into place. Still flushed bright red as she took a calming breath. "Yes of course, goodnight Ms Matsumoto." She said as she turned around and walked out closing the door before her face flared up in silent anger but she shakes her head and quickly heads back to her dorm to vent her frustration there.

The question would come if NICE Labs wished to have a closer look at the heroine as it was very rare to find one like her at all. But Sophie knew she'd have to keep her head down and hope that she didn't run into anything else.