Damn woman was all she could think of. She could hardly feel her legs as the medical staff came around. Well, the damn ninja certainly made it to where she couldn’t hit the woman anymore. But she could at least be proud she managed to graze the woman right?

She gives a soft humph at Vera after she tells her not to cause trouble. As if she really cared what some old lady had to say to her. Getting up on the stretcher was a bit of a challenge but then without having any use for both of her legs, it wasn’t hard to imagine. She gasps at the sharp pain in her arm dulled as her senses went off to some place.

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The next thing she remembers is that she wakes up to is being in a dark room with her body bent over. The next thing she realizes is that it was pitch black without any visible way of seeing anything. But it didn’t take a genius to know where she was. She knew exactly where she was when she felt her hands were bound by shackles.

Her eyes narrow as she begins to struggle to get free but it didn’t seem to work. The Head Girl was no doubt behind this little ploy. She was there to witness the fight and somehow she ended up like this. God was she going to kick that woman’s ass when she got free.

“Alright bitch. I know you’re in here. That ninja chick in here too?! I swear when ig et free I’m gonna fucking maul you both!”

Being shackled, Ally might as well been a growling puppy. But the brat assumed something she shouldn't. It was not when she gets free but rather if she will be freed. Vera had already taken the necessary precautions. The teachers knew of her absence, giving her the rest of today and the entire weekend to play with this new toy.

Perhaps she should be thankful that she will have an opportunity to unwind and let go. This brat was a threat to student and staff alike. Even Clarice hated this attitude that Ally had. If it were not for love of family, this matter would have been handled by that mystic instead.

The Head Girl kept silent. She long since had the necessary practice to remain silent as she moved in the darkness. The only sound Ally would hear is the dripping water from the pipes and her own growling. There was no reason to speak, no reason to get in a useless argument. Ally had no wish to reform so that left only punishment.

Ally's struggles helped get the chemicals flowing in her bloodstream. The mild aphrodisic would be making her feel a bit hot as the body grew more and more sensitive to the touch. Quietly the Head Girl came behind the woman, keeping out of sight due to how the brat was positioned on the device. The student would suddenly feel a faint tickling sensation trace down her spine. The touch was faint yet seemed to make her senses scream and come alive. Vera grinned wickedly to herself as ever so slowly, she let the tip of a black feather move down Ally's back.

The feather would set the first sparks, the touch seeming to linger over where it once been. It began to flow off the woman's side, briefly brushing by a sensitive spot off the body before once again fading out of reach. Any struggles or growls would be ignored, leaving the woman in silence as another touch began behind the knee and up the smooth skin of her thigh.