Corrina stood uncomfortably while Miss Adams got the ice box, which she duly bought in, turning to Corrina and smiling warmly.

"Let's cool that burnt up little ass, Miss Gladstein."

"Yes, Ma'am." Corrina replied sheepishly.

"On your hands and knees, girl....that's right...now head down, bottom raised and displayed...good girl...ass higher. That's a good girlm that's more like it." Miss Adams complimented the girl for a change, she did not want Corrina Gladstein broken, just bent to her will. The posture suited the student perfectly, her curvey, succulent feminine curves arching delightfully.

"Now, Miss Gladstein, I'm going to put some ice on your derriere...it's going to sting but you are going to be a good girl and accept the ice on your bottom. It's for your own good."

Miss Adams scooped some ice from the bucket and laid it upon Corrina's burning red bum. There was a yelp and a whimper, but Corrina held still as the ice was placed on her punished ass.
The cold stung the red bottom, making Corrina wince. But she was now so egaer to please Miss Adams.

All that mattered was pleasing Miss Adams.

After an hour of her bottom being iced, during which Miss Adams stroked and caressed it with surprising tenderness, Corrina was instructed to lay on the couch, while Miss Adams attended to other matters. She was alone for a full hour, laying their, her rump still in agony, too much so for her to put her panties back on. All she wore was her bra.

At 10pm Miss Adams returned, she wasted no time in ordering Corrina to "remove your last remaining clothing", which the Gladstein mare immediately did, without hestitation.

"Good girl!" Miss Adams said, patting the now fully nude Corrina on the head.

Miss Adams smiled, "Now you're going to have some new bedding arrangements, as well as other new...accoutrements", Miss Adams smiled with a sly, wicked grin.

She ordered the girl back on to her hands and knees, and fastened a dog collar around Corrina's neck. "I got this from the pet shop", the teacher said proudly,, before clipping a leash onto the collar.

"Follow me, little Gladstein."

And thus Corrina was lead, crawling behind Teacher, to her new "home", a 6ft by 6ft cage with a blanket at it's base. "In you go, make yourself comfy, get used to this, my little mare, it's your life from now on."

In went Corrina, without a word of defiance...for now. The cage was then firmly shut and the lights turned out.

"Tommorow brings a new day, and a fresh bottom", Miss Adams said in that motherly, yet also dominating and powerful tone that was uniquely hers.

Corrina slept like a baby that night.

The next day would bring more discipline, and, if Corrina was to preserve her bum, a greater and more dilligent effort.