It was interesting seeing how the student's emotional aura changed. What used to be sheer panic and terror was now arousal with very little eratic flickering. Vikky focused on the words being said and those alone while letting the pleasure be handled more unconciously. Even phrases that the student may doubt are true she did not have the time or focus to think about if they were true or not. The student probably did not even know the purpose of this form of correction but that was unimportant in the end result. Whether Vikky believed it or not, progress was being made.

The feather would come and go, playing with Vikky's senses and expectations. Its purpose was to awaken the senses, give those nerves a faint itch that could not be scratched except by the woman before her or the mysterious ghostly object touching her only to be replaced by another itch in the end. Feather eventually left the equation completely while the finger remained a bit longer. Soon, the too left as Vera quietly stepped away while the chanting continued. The vibrators continued their insidious humming as they were turned up to the next level then the next. Rippling waves of vibrations ran through Vikky's firm aroused orbs and fully erect pearl. Was Vikky now alone, was Vera still watching? Was she going to be left like this down here? For several minutes, there was no way of knowing until something changed. Vera watched quietly to see what Vikky would do if supervision was put into question.

Suddenly, all three vibrators shut off. This was either a blessing or a curse. The tension and arousal was all still there and now there was no stimulation to help Vikky release all that need from her body. Vera moved infront of the helpless girl and brought a cool glass to her lips. "Hush," she ordered if the student was still chanting, "Drink." Cool water would help refresh the woman after speaking for so long and losing water through other means.

"There may be hope for you afterall, Miss Nyberg," she said, "This being your first day and you have shown you are capable of following directions, perhaps I may show a small kindness to you. What would you think of calling this session right now and leaving for the afternoon? You would still have to return tomorrow of course but your behavior has improved if only slightly." Vera allowed Vikky to finish the glass before pulling it away. There was still much to be done but this was an opportunity to toy with the student a bit more. This would only be a temporary reprieve from her punishment. Tomorrow, more would come. There was also the matter of the state Vikky would be leaving in. The young woman's body was screaming for sex, juices dripping down those quivering inner thighs all the way down to the concrete floor. "But, if you prefer I continue my thorough correction. I can continue it now rather than later." She added.

Vikky kept on repeating. Her repeats were not flawless towards the end, there were small stuttering and at times she forgot to mention a specific violation for a small while, but it would come back eventually. The vibrating attachments pleasuring her continued relentlessly, periodically weakening Vikky’s mental defenses. Not that there was so much of them left. Having stood there repeating her lines for so long, Vikky felt her legs might give out. Fortunately they held. Whatever that ticklish thing that had entered her was, it continued what it was doing, somewhat randomly at times which made Vikky anxious when she hadn’t felt it in a while. She had no idea what it was, but time and time again it came back… and then it wasn’t…

Vikky almost lost her balance when the finger disappeared. She had subconsciously started depending on it for mental balance. She almost fell over, but kept upright by sheer instinct and continued her repetitions. She just had to keep talking right? N-no problem, I’ve been doing this for a while now…

“I displayed violent thought-patterns, for which I will see a counse-” G-gyyh!? Th-the vibrating things… they sped up… Vikky went quiet for a small moment, but soon enough she… “… counselor, who will speak to me with the purpose of bettering my ways of thinking. I have broken curfew on multiple occasions, for which I…” Vikky continued, but the vibrations going through her breasts, nipples and clit… It was becoming very difficult to stand… her legs were practically leaning against one another. The girl continued her repetitions, unaware of any surrounding details. She wasn’t too far off from cumming… when the things shut off. Vikky was initially confused. Why did they shut off? Her body wasn’t… Vikky breathed heavily, not sure if she was supposed to continue repeating or not.

Eh? A glass of water… Vikky gladly drank as much as she was allowed to. The had become rather thirsty by obvious reasons. Also, it brought her mind something to think of other than… stimulation. Then she just listened, immobile, as the head girl praised her ability to follow directions. There… wasn’t much else Vikky could do down here. Eh? Continue or leave for today? G-gjjgh. Her body was… complaining. But… Vikky bit it back. Because… she wasn’t that… broken yet.

“… I… I’d like to end here… for today…” It took so much energy just to say that. “I can… continue tomorrow…”

As amusing as breaking her in the first night would be, Vera had no reason to hurry. There would be several more afternoons like this, awakening Vikky's yearning body to more and more stimulation to the point that the encounters with the monsters would pale in comparison. Well... Perhaps not to that level compared to some alien guests. Still, it was slightly disappointing that Vikky chose not to stay. It may have looked better if she decided to remain so that her correction could be done more thoroughly or whatever other excuse the student could come up with just to get a bit more of this wonderful pleasure. But, Vera was never one to go back on her word.

"I will hold you to that, Miss Nyberg," Vera said calmly as she first removed the vibrators and put them away before returning to finally undo the handcuffs. "As promised, I shall let you go," she continued as she removed the blindfold, "But, you must recite everything you have learned here tonight before you may put your uniform back on. Fail to do this and I will see this as my form of correction being a failure and will have to start over." The Head Girl waited with crossed arms. It was doubtful that Vikky would forget anything that happened here and why. Once Vikky finished reciting everything she did wrong, how she will fix it, and anything else she may have learned, Vera would give the order Vikky desperately needed. "If you have no questions, you are dismissed. You will be here tomorrow at the same time. Do not be late, Miss Nyberg."

The first afternoon of many, would things get worse from here? Even if it was just something along the lines of what just happened today, would Vikky be able to endure this constant torment and denial? Vera could see how aroused the woman was. Juices were still trickling down those dripping wet thighs. The sign was all over the concrete floor between the student's thighs and this was just the beginning. Once Vikky took her leave, Vera would finish cleaning up and return to her own suite. Tomorrow, the same room would be prepared for Vikky's arrival for yet another session. She will then be able to see how will her corrections stuck after a nights rest.

She’d… actually let her go? Vikky almost couldn’t believe it. But… she guessed… they had plenty of time ahead… Vikky found herself shaking slightly at the thought of it. This? Over and over? How long? … Would she be able to handle it? Fear grew within Vikky as she evaluated the potential answers to that question.

The things attached to her was released. The handcuff and blindfold taken off. She was now… entirely naked again, but… at least she hadn’t been raped. … By a monster, anyway. She thought. Or maybe she had. Too many thoughts. Repeat. Repeat what you have learned…

“… I let my grades fall, for which I will study harder and extra to make up for what I lost. I showed tendencies of violent thoughts and threatened a Head Girl, for which I will seek a councilor to speak about my tendencies and try to turn them for the better. I ignored calls to the basement, for which I will pay for by answering more calls than originally intended. I was out past curfew multiple times, for which I will not repeat this action and I will seek out and aid a school sports club with all my ability. …” Vikky was slightly worried if she had forgotten something, but…

In case she hadn’t, she’d say a small “Thank you for having me” with a bow, more for a courtesy than anything else, and then leave. Vikky was quite unable to think due to everything that had happened to her. When returning home, she was unable to focus on doing the mountain of studies she had collected, and soon drifted off to a premature sleep…

…

… OK. Um. She was back. The afternoon the day after, she was once again staring down into the dungeon which threatened her sanity. She had been unable to study last night, and there had not been any time to do so today. She had in fact almost overslept, but thank god for alarm-clocks, Vikky had made it to class just in time. Afterwards, she had sought up the manager of the baseball club (is there one?) and asked for a position. Baseball was a sport with special meaning to Vikky, so of course that was her first pick. … Sadly, they were not seeking more members at the moment, but she could come to training if she really wanted to help. Vikky didn’t know if such a position would be major enough to please Vera. The meeting with the councilor was tomorrow. And, uh, here she was. Not one bit more studied up than yesterday. Would she be as tired when she left today? … If that was to happen every day then studying would become difficult. Would they have breaks?

… Unlikely, Vikky figured as she once again began nervously stepping down the dark uninviting stairs…

With only a day gone past, Vera did not expect too much in the form of results. Joining clubs and catching back up in school work was going to take time. The Head Girl could keep tabs on Vikky to ensure everyday was devoted to fixing her problems but that was unnecessary. The two would become very familiar with one another by the time this correction was over. The punishment would lessen as time goes on assuming improvements are made. But as mentioned, this will take times. For now, Vikky was going to be hit with the full force of the Head Girl's capabilities to ensure such foolish actions are never taken again.

The silver haired woman was already in the assigned room. A note was left just incase Vikky lost her previous one and she would receive one every day until the schedule changes. This was not just eating up Vikky's time though, Vera had to prepare and maintain a room down in the basement as well as head down there every afternoon. If she could manage her own workload through this, a student should be able to keep up with her own work.

When the knock came to the door, Vera called for Vikky to come in. The door was unlocked like before and inside was the pitch black room with the light in the middle. "Good to see you have returned, Miss Nyberg," Vera called as she stepped into view, "Please close and lock the door behind you and we can begin." Once that is done, she called the student to the center of the room where they could talk face to face. "Just like yesterday, the rules are the same. Obey and learn and you will be on your way to returning fully to the student body. But before we begin, you may take this moment to ask any questions or voice any concerns you may have. I also wish to hear of your progress in the promises you made last night and back at my office as well as your purpose of being here once more."

The start was perhaps slightly more gentle than before. At least Vikky still had her clothes on or was Vera waiting for her to take them off? Was she even worthy to wear a uniform in the Head Girl's eyes. The silver haired woman crossed her arms as she waited for Vikky to speak up. With the lack of proper lighting, there was no telling what tools she had prepared in the shadows this time. Would she bring the student to bliss or deny her completely like the day before?

It was as dark and foreboding as always. Vikky sought her way towards where she remembered to be her destination. The basement was as dark and cruel to her confidence as always. All her instincts just told her to run. Scream. Seek help. But… none of those were viable options. There was only one. Everything else had extinguished itself for the brown-haired student nervously seeking towards the door. There was no other option. With once again shaking muscles, Vikky knocked on the door and then entered.

Vikky closed and locked the door as she was told. It felt something akin to closing the bars on her own prison-cell. Or torture-chamber. That was probably it. Vera’s voice was as confident and all-business as usual. Which… which quite frankly scared Vikky as she walked into the light in the middle of the room, once again. Vikky just had to obey. She nodded, although her frightened expression was probably obvious to the Head Girl. Vikky did her best to look back at Vera, though it was frightening and… slightly difficult for her to do so. Just… so. She wanted to hear about the progress and… e-eh? Voice concerns? Vikky didn’t know if she had the courage to. So she started with what she dared say.

“I have sought to enter the baseball club. They… were not actually seeking any members like the one I seek to be at the moment, though they said I was free to drop in during practice to see if there were any extra duties I could take care of…” That was the part she was unsure if Vera would accept. But… it was an attempts. “Beyond that, I spent most of yesterday attempting to study…” … And failing, then she had fallen dead asleep. “Today I have not done anything yet except successfully gone to class, though I intend to catch up on the homework I have missed.” Almost got late to class due to almost oversleeping, then had to keep up with current class and rest in the short breaks. Then, swish, it was time to go down the basement. Didn’t get anything done outside of class today yet.

As for concerns… ‘I had trouble studying due to what you put me through, is there any way we can make breaks for me to study?’ ‘Why are you using sexual methods to torture bad students instead of, well, the usual methods?’ ‘Why do you think I am worth spending so much effort on, shouldn’t a Head Girl like you have better things to do?’ … She could ask none of those things. Vikky wondered all those things, but she didn’t dare utter them. It was… She feared she’d be ridiculed or thrown off by the answers. Or worse, punished for asking. Vikky simply didn’t know what was unacceptable. So…

“… I have no concerns to voice, ma’am.” Vikky shivered slightly where she stood. It wasn't quite a lie, she had concerns even though she had none to voice… right? That… wasn't really lying, right? So, she might be safe, right? At least… she hadn’t been told to take of her clothes. Perhaps… they were doing something else, today…?

Poor little Vikky. The young woman was beginning to understand just what these punishments were going to do to her. The student would cause no further trouble as she had no time to even think about trouble much less cause it. Any free time the woman can muster up would be devoted to struggling to keep up with class and club work. Then every afternoon, she would be right back here in the basement. Each session will leave her weary mentally and physically until she cannot take anymore. Vera could already sense the fear and panic from the other woman. Despite that though, Vikky voiced no concerns and simply reported on what she had done.

"Hmm... That will not do," the silver haired woman said calmly, "Baseball is your life is it not? While becoming a manager is currently out of your reach, that does not mean you cannot start lower and work your way up slowly. Would you like me to speak to the coach about getting you a position in the team?" She stepped closer to Vikky, using a finger to lift the woman's chin to gaze into her. "If you were having difficulty, you should have came to me. Is that not why you came to be in the first place, hmm? My door is always open and I am willing to help students that are making an effort to excel." Or in Vikky's case, making an effort to becoming a student again.

The girl did not sound too confident about her studies. It was understandable. But for now, Vera would offer no assistance in the matter lest asked for. Until she saw improvement, Vikky's life was going to be hell. Perhaps in the future, the frequency of these basement visits will shorten. But for this week at least, this student will be broken down as far as possible. Then the rebuilding and healing can begin.

"Very well, Miss Nyberg," the Head Girl continued as she released the woman's chin and turned away, "Let us begin. Remove your uniform and state your reason for being here. From now on, you will open your reporting here with the rules you have broken and your intended method of correcting them. Put your arms behind your back." Once again, things seemed to be much the same as the evening before. The blindfold came on then the hand cuffs. The vibrators returned their new homes on Vikky's erogenous zones. They hummed to life on a low setting. It seemed things were continuing from where they left off with only a few moments of warm up. "Do you know what you are to do next, Miss Nyberg? Begin..."

Eh... She’d do that? She’d get Vikky a position on the team? That… that would be… Vikky considered in slight confusion while Vera lifted her chin up a bit with her finger. Vikky was intending to be a manager or coach and not a… but… that certainly would…

“Y-yes. I would be grateful if you could… do that.” Though, wouldn’t that be like the Head Girl was giving her special favors…? … Though, any favors she’d be getting were probably weighted up by what else Vikky would have to live through. While Vera was saying to talk to her if she got into difficulty… it was hard. She couldn’t just… say something. That was… too dangerous. Or something.

Vera released Viky’s chin and moved away, telling her to undress and repeat her wrongdoings and what she was going to do because of it.

“… Same as last time? OK.” Vikky undressed quickly, and with no doubt. She had already resigned, so. After a brief moment of undressing, putting her clothes in a neat little pile on her side, Vikky was entirely naked again. She didn’t attempt to resist in any way, just stood still letting herself be blindfolded and held her arms behind her back to allow being handcuffed. Then… the vibrating mechanical attachments returned. Vikky’s expression twisted for a moment in the unwanted uncomfortable sensation and pleasure of the vibrating things, but soon accepted them and let them echo through her body while Vikky was taking deep somewhat pleasured breaths. Then… yes, begin.

“I let my grades fall beneath acceptable levels, and because of this I will study harder than ever and take extra homework in order to catch up…” … And the repetition of lines had begun.

Vikky was rather shocked that the Head Girl was offering to help her. It was almost as if the student thought all Head Girls did was punish others. It may well be a favor she is pulling but it was one of no cost or consequence. They were on a secluded island so finding players for sports teams was not exactly easy. Having a spare player would be easy enough to request. It is not like the coach will care that much. Then again, there was another option. But, she will have to bring up that idea in a bit. It was time to get down to business.

The student had fallen into her role with ease, already repeating her mistakes and corrections. The vibrators would turn to a higher setting, arousing and heating up Vikky a bit more quickly than before. Sensors on the vibrators would read the student's reactions and vitals, adjusting the frequency of the humming vibrations so they may better pierce and flow into the woman's most sensitive parts of her body. This will make adapting and enduring much more difficult.

Of course, that was not the only thing this punishment will have this evening. Vera moved into the darkness while the blind student continued to chant and tremble before the endless stimulation. The Head Girl pulled out a long thick dildo on a flat stand. The stand simply set on the floor with the sex toy sticking straight up in the air. The shaft glistened with lubrication and seemed to be made of metallic material. It was about time to take this up a notch and see how Vikky endures.

"You may stop for a moment," she commanded, the vibrators still humming away though, "It is time for your correction to continue." Vera guides Vikky over the shaft. She lowered the woman down to her knees, letting her feel the cool metal along those netherlips but not entering just yet. "You will fuck this toy as you continue your chant. If you go too slowly or your chanting stops, your punishment will increase. Do you understand, Miss Nyberg? When you begin, you will not stop until I order you to."

“I stayed out beyond curfew, and for this I will…” The vibrations on her clit and nipples increased in intensity, momentarily making Vikky bite back from the sensations. Within moments, though… “I will assist a sports team with the time I proved I had to spare and not go out late again.” Soon enough, she was on route again. It was difficult to continue, but having accepted the sensations rather than fighting them helped. It… actually felt pleasurable. But there was no doubt this was a punishment. This… was straining. Especially when they kept changing. All of a sudden the vibrations could spike, making enduring difficult while at other times Vikky wondered what happened to them. Irregular… it was difficult to prepare… She was so wet… and somehow, she was convinced the vibrating things could sense how she was feeling at every moment… She hadn’t cum yesterday, but it felt all too real a possibility today…

Stop? Vikky did, but the vibrating things didn’t. They kept on pleasuring her mind with unwanted pleasure, tearing at her defenses. She was led a number of steps across the room, Vikky unable to see anything due to the blindfold. The girl felt the force commanding her down to her knees, so she quickly helped with getting down as soon as possible when- “Ih!?” Her slit had been touched by something smooth, cold and… very, very hard. Vikky realized quickly what lay beneath her. Fear gripped her. It wasn’t hard too hard to imagine the toy actually being a monster awaiting her to begin moving. But… that couldn’t be. Vikky knew how much trouble she’d have trying to follow these instructions. This would be horrible. She had to defend herself. But she couldn’t. She could not, but…

“I… I understand, but why… why is this school using sexual means to punish bad students…?” Sh-she had to ask. It wasn’t anything she could change now, but… It didn’t make sense to her. She realized she’d lose to this toy, but she didn’t know why. She had to ask. Vikky was panicking, feeling the smooth shape of the metal cock almost inside her while actually forcing back a desire to just… fuck it for own satisfaction.

Vikky was already breaking down in the first phase of this afternoon's punishment. She could feel the fear and terror flowing out from the young woman upon feeling the metallic shaft waiting for her. Of course, the thought of just sending this woman to see Miss Steel did pass her mind. A few nights with that monster would scare anyone straight. But no, Vera wanted to handle this matter herself. Vikky finally asked further about these punishments. Unfortunately, the answer was simple and therefore quick.

"It ensures that you will not think of breaking the rules ever again," Vera replied simply, "Now begin." There was a bit more to it than that. Sexual stimulation can be rather effect in breaking a woman's will and leave them open to suggestion and molding. The sex can also produce a sort of positive reinforcement to obey as that would lead to more pleasure than pain and discomfort. But those details were best left unmentioned while the effects happen without Vikky realizing it.

With the vibrators continuing their endless humming, taking in the long metal shaft felt all the more intense. The vibrations would ripple through Vikky's body and along the entire length of the metal rod. The dildo was lubed up, making it less painful against her inner walls as it slides easily along those juicy depths. Sensors on the rod would turn on the moment Vikky began taking the rod into her body. If she goes too slow, stops, or pulls out for too long; the vibrators will immediately ratchet up to a higher setting until the poor woman returned to fucking herself on the unfeeling toy.

Too experienced. Vikky had no chance. Tears were breaking out as Vikky started panicking. Her mind could already imagine what would happen when that thing entered her. It… it was not a pretty sight. But she couldn’t say anything. She was right above it, shaking in fear at the metal feeling pressing lightly against her sex. Sh-she had to do it. But… this wasn’t… how’d she…?

Vikky dared push herself slowly onto the shaft. “K-kiiih…” The metal head pushed apart her lower lips while the attachments kept stimulating her clit and nipples. Th-this was fine, Vikky thought. She’d slowly lower herself onto the thing, get used to it, and then start up her repetitions soon after having accepted it the same way she had accepted the vibrations- “IIIH!?”

Not knowing it herself, Vikky had gone too slow. The attachments suddenly intensified their vibrations without any warning. Taken unprepared, Vikky lost control of the muscles that were slowly lowering herself, and instead she was grabbed by gravity and sank mercilessly down on the metal dick. “Aaaah…!” Vikky gasped as the solid thing buried itself inside her wet hole. S-so easily it had slid inside her. With the thing as far into her as it could get from there, Vikky became motionless with a gaping mouth where she was seated on the shaft. She could feel it pressing everywhere it shouldn’t inside her. Then… the vibrations returned because she had stopped moving on the bottom of it.

“K-kiigh…!” Vikky squirmed in the pleasure as the vibrations took speed due to her lack of movements. She knew what she was supposed to do. Move. Fuck the thing. Repeat the lines. B-but… her mind was getting increasingly blank… She had to do something… why was it so difficult…? It was just a metal dick pressing at her sensitive insides feeling way better than it should and some vibrating things that were stimulating every place in her brain she ever thought existed and was quickly overtaking her… Gee, this was bad…

Naturally, the woman was very reluctant to get started. The student did not delay but neither was she eagerly impaling herself on the metal shaft. The sensors did not require too much speed. Unfortunately, Vikky still did not meet the systems set requirements and soon found herself with even more problems to deal with. The moment the vibrators kicked into high gear, the poor girl's legs gave and she fell fully upon the awaiting shaft. Vera smiled faintly not that the student could see it, arms crossed infront of her chest as she watched it all unfold.

The vibrators slowed briefly when Vikky fell to her knees but soon started up again as she sat there on numb knees. The humming vibrations grew stronger, rippling directly into the nerves at the right frequency to produce endless pleasure. The student sat there in complete awe as her body trembled around the thick mental shaft. The vibrator on the woman's clit hummed right into the shaft and sent it up and down her entire tightening passage. The machines felt no mercy though as the settings were brought to the next level due to Vikky's stunned inaction. The vibrations were feeding right into her body. It was as if flesh and bone were not there to absorb the punishment, there was only bliss.

From what Vera was seeing, it was unlikely the woman was going to be successful in tonight's task. What would happen to Vikky then? Would the punishment extend? Would it get worse? Could it get worse? This was only day two and it had already reached this level. One way or another, Vikky will never cause trouble again or her mind will be too far gone to even think such acts again.

It felt too good. But it wasn’t supposed to feel good. Sexual sensations were overflowing her brain. But she wasn’t supposed to let them. There was something she was supposed to do. But she could hardly even attempt doing it like this, and guilt was coursing through her because of this. The guilt of being unable to perform mixed with the sheer pleasure of the treatment. She couldn’t do anything about it. Her hands were bound, eyes were covered and legs were numb. This was truly torment.

“A-aaah…!” The metal dick was buried in her rejoicing vagina. It felt so hard in her, not shaking for anything. The vibrating things never let their buzzing on Vikky’s clit or nipples go away, like being constantly attended to by a several sensual partners that never ran out of passion or stamina. Her cheeks were completely flushed red and her mouth was hanging open panting hard to receive the air it needed. It all felt glorious, but… also so wrong. So wrong! This wasn’t what she was supposed to be doing! So, Vikky clenched her teeth and focused all her determination on her legs, which slowly moved…

“Nnnn…” I-it worked! Her legs moved upwards, the metal dick slowly being drawn out of her hole and the vibrating things slowed down on her action. Sh-she just needed to move. Fuck this accursed thing! She let herself fall down on it again, and… “N-nnghaah…!” Pleasure shot through her as the shaft once again sunk into her drenched sex and Vikky moaned out. But this time she was in control of it. So with the energy she had gained, she moved up again, and let it slide into her again. She was now officially humping this thing! Vikky felt slightly proud of her ability to start that, all the time while moaning from the intense pleasure… Wait, wasn’t her mouth supposed to…?

“Ah…” Vikky felt the walls of the shaft brush at her inner walls as she let it pierce her again. “I, ah, insulted… Kaaaah…” Vikky forgot the rest as she moaned out at the dick touching deep within her. As she lifted herself up, she attempted another… “I, um, I broke curfew, and I-” Vikky cut short as pleasure overwhelmed her mind when the hard thing pushed through her once again. The stimulation between the vibrators and the cock became too much. Vikky attempted closing her legs and pressing them together in a vain attempt to repress something as she came. She stared down as if trying to look at where the cock entered her, but she couldn’t see anything. Then she sat there, exhausted on top of everything, flinching slightly as the vibrations picked up speed again due to her inactivity.

Vera watched the whole ordeal. Vikky's body was trembling as endless panting groans escaped her. She figured she would leave the woman like this for a bit before calling it a night. But, the student did something slightly unexpected. The young woman struggled, legs wobbling as she slowly rose up the shaft. Then she fell upon it only to repeat the process. The sensors picked up on the movement and reduced the vibrations in response. Vikky had not given up and was still struggling to accomplish her task. Broken words left those moaning lips. It was not for long but Vikky was doing what she was told before her body completely succumbed to the erotic torment.

The student came hard, releasing all that tension she desperately tried to hold back. At this point, the Head Girl knew that the woman was finished. Even if Vikky wanted to continue, those numb legs would not obey her any longer. The vibrations picked up, adding further stimulation to the still going orgasm. Vera allowed this to continue for a bit before stepping infront of the blind woman. She reached up and gently stroked the woman's cheek. A few moments later, the vibrations clicked off, giving the impaled woman time to cool off. "Looks like you were unable to complete tonight's task, Miss Nyberg," Vera said calmly, "But, I did see you tried. That is what I expect from you, Miss Nyberg. You are to excel and strive to be better. This is no different. I expect improvement tomorrow. For now, recite your wrongs and corrections. Do this and I will let you rest for the night."

Vera continued to stroke Vikky's cheek as she waited for the woman to comply. Should the woman do this, the Head Girl would remove the blindfold and bonds. She would then go get a cup of water for the exhausted student. "If there are no questions, you may get dressed. The rest of the night is yours." Vera already made her expectations clear, there would be more of this tomorrow.