"Ignorance of the rules is not a defense against them," she said sternly. The hardened nipples caught a curious stare from her eyes as her sharpened finger curled into the hem of the girl's skirt and tore sharply down to slice it free.

She growled, ignoring the fact that lacey panties were now revealed to the woman, and she gave a slight squirm. "Enlighten me then or punish me as you like."

"Part of your uniform is the plain white panties and the white bra issued to you. Did you skip orientation, or did you just sleep through it?" The finger dulled itself as the gray woman's hand curled under the lacy fabric to probe curiously at Melissa's slit. "Oh, and don't worry, you'll be punished plenty before you're free of me."

"Haven't had it..yet." the raaven haired woman then bit her lip hard when she felt the finger exploring her beyond her panties, and she closed her eyes as she faught back arousal that oddly battled to come forth.

"Ahh, well then, welcome to Shokushu," the gray woman said with a soft laugh. Her fingers pressed harder at her captive's entrance, threatening to wriggle into her.

Melissa groaned. Both at the mix of the pleasure slowly building of the finger and the horrible moment of humour from the woman. "Well gee thanks!" she said, her voice slightly husky now.

The handle of the whip tapped lightly at the gray woman's wrist. The skin along it severed cleanly and closed smoothly to leave the rubbing hand against Melissa's slit as Miss Steel took a step back.
"Face the wall," she commanded.

"You didn't say please." Though she knew she was at the mercy of the woman it didn't stop her being sarcastic and defiant still. Her eyes glittered with the obviousness of that as she looked right into the golden eyes of Miss Steel.

The whip cracked hard in the air beside Melissa's head. The harsh sound of it echoed in the chamber rapidly to build upon the original snap. As the tip of the weapon came back, it swung around in a smooth arc and this time collided with the girl's bare stomach. At precisely that moment, the fingers at her entrance pressed hard and slid inside.

"Face the wall, please. My aim is a little off, and I'd hate to cause any damage to those lovely breasts of yours."

Wincing at the whip while managing not to yelp at the touch of it, she turned around with her bottom visibly twitching at being viewed now. Something that happened on reflex with her body for reasons she didn't even know why.

The two digits wriggling within Melissa carefully explored along her folds in an attempt to find the sensitive bundle of nerves within. Cold, yellow-green eyes slowly drank in the girl's smooth, bare back and the delicious curve of hips and ass.
"Much better," was all the gray woman said before the edge of the whip hissed around and dug a thin line across the girl's shoulders.

A groan escaped her when she felt those fingers easily find the bundle of pleasure nerves within her, squirming and arching against those digits even as pain from the whip ran through her form.

The whip entered a swirling, crisscrossing pattern and began striking back and forth across Melissa's back. Thin red lines appeared on her skin as the tip drew them on. With each sharp stroke, the fingers pressed and wriggled slightly against the tender bundle of nerves to work a small wave of pleasure over the pain.