The next morning arrived...the cage door opened slowly but with absolute innevitablility.

Corrina looked up at Miss Adams with tear-filled eyes, her curved body fidgeting as the door opened, as Miss Adams smiled sternly, then grasping the leash handle, tugged at the sleeping girl and lead her out of her small confines.
Corrina crawled out at the cage, glaring angrily up at her teacher.
Miss Adams noted the angry expression and smiled back, "You still have much to learn, Miss Gladstein"...leading her student to a cupbaord and opening it...
"Like what?" she asked.
Miss Adams casually opened the cupboard and took out the uniform, the same as yesterday's..."Well, you still need atitude adjustment, proper obedience to your elders, self-control, firm discipline...now, dress."
Corrina swiftly put on the uniform, blushing a little as she did so.
"Yes, very nice, Miss Gladstein...very pretty..." Miss Adams eyed up the ample bust, the beautiful buns, peaking out from under the very short skirt, and the frilly white thong panties. Then came an instruction, "Touch your toes, Miss Gladstein."
Corrina bent over and stretched, touching the tips of her fingers to the toes of her shiny buckle shoes with a small grunt.
Teacher circled, stroking Corrina's hair and the small of her back. Suddenly, Miss Adams spanked the fine ass, "Your legs are too close together, stupid girl!"
"Ow! Fuck! Stop!" Corrina yelled, jumping up.

The sound of hand striking bum echoed again, as Miss Adams asked "repeat what you said"
"I said fuck, ow, stop!" Corrina yelled, spinning around to face Miss Adams.
"Oh deary me, what a stupid little cunt you are!" Miss Adams tugged the leash hard, as she spanked Corrina harshly. Miss Adams grabbed Corrina's chin, looking her in the eyes...

Corrina stared back defiantly. "The police will catch you. You'll see."

"No they won't, little cunt, because you will be brought to heel. I am widely respected, Miss Gladstein, a pillar of the community.. Would you want your parents to know the things

I know, would you like to be thrown out of school?"

"I would prefer for my parents to know everything and to be thrown out of school over staying here with you." Corrina said. Miss Adams had not expected such a response.

"And who says you have a choice in the matter?" Miss Adams smiled and her eyes narrowed...She looked aggressively into Corrina's innocent eyes, "I keep a camera in the study room, Miss Gladstein...do you want everyone to see that?"

"You can't blackmail me when nothing you can do is as bad as this." Corrina explained again, still facing Miss Adams so the woman was hardly in a position to spank her.

"I have had enough of your stupid voice", Miss Adams grabbed Corrina's head and stuffed a red ballgag inside her luscious mouth, then pushed the girl down onto her knees...

Corrina struggled wildly, striking at Miss Adams with her fists and trying to tear the gag back out, crying the entire time in absolute misery. Her beautiful mouth struggled to expel the gag even as her luscious body fought with every ounce of strength it had, really
determined moreso than she had ever been before.

Miss Adams relished the challenge, wrestling with the curvy beauty, tugging cruelly with the leash and forcing the girl to the ground. Corrina fought, and fought, and fought...
Eventually, Miss Adams had her pinned. Corrina's heart was pulsing with panic and she was sobbing with misery worse than anything she'd ever felt in her young life. Everything that made her life worth living, that made her a person at all, had now been taken from her and
she didn't know what to do or say. She just had to make this stop, she just had to, but there seemed no way out. Her frustration was maddening. She was bleeding from her forehead, her gagged mouth, and her ankle and was starting to heave. The gag was in danger of drowning her in her own blood and vomit.

Miss Adams slapped her hard, again and again, "Stupid little cunt!" she shouted. Miss Adams bore down as Corrina struggled; there was no escape, Miss Adams straddled the girl and held her down. The searing slaps across Corrina's face brought tears with them. Miss Adams held
the girl down as she slowly lost consciousness...

Corrina threw up into her gag and passed out, her heartbeat starting to struggle and her body quickly losing its supply of oxygen as she began to drown.

Underneath Miss Adams stern, ruthless exterior was an unease, but her anger overwhelmed it, she was not one for philosophising.

Once the girl was unconscious, Miss Adams removed the gag, the vomit dribbling out. "Stupid little cunt", Miss Adams mused, as she dragged the unconcscious girl into the kitchen and cleaned her up. Methodically, the teacher stripped Corrina, then hogtied the girl and
placed her on a food trolley, wheeling her down some steps, to a firmly locked door...opening it, Miss Adams dragged her captive inside.

Corrina started to stir, opening her soft mouth slightly to moan like she was having a truly horrific nightmare. Miss Adams smothered the girls mouth with chloroform, sending her back to sleep..."hush a bye baby", Miss Adams muttered, "much worse to come for you, little one"...the basement room, lit only by candles, had no pretensions of nicetey. Miss Adams pulled the chains down from the ceiling, prepared and "packaged" Corrina, then awaited the girl's reawakening...

Corrina finally woke up, taking stock of her situation.

Miss Adams laughed softly as she enjoyed the sight of Corrina, hanging from the ceiling, spreadeagle, collar around her neck, naked and vulnerable...

"So you've abandoned all pretense that you're just helping me in some odd way?" Corrina asked angrily.

"Oh I am helping you, little girl. You will learn to love my firm hand, submission will be your new life. Think of it as..." Miss Adams smiled wickedly, "tough love...I adore you,

Miss Gladstein, your beautiful body, your cute feistiness, but you need a Mistress, a Madam to whom you will answer." She walked around her captive, carressing, then groping Corrina's ass.

"Please just kill me already." Corrina begged.

Miss Adams tut-tutted.

"That would be no fun. You have so many...possibilites." Miss Adams made Corrina very aware of her helplessness, grasping the girl's smooth pussy and gripping it.

"I knew you were lying about not raping me. I would seriously prefer death. I'm not beingfeisty or teasing or bratty. I am telling you, quite seriously, that I reject you and this life completely." Corrina said with increasing determination.

"Let's test that, shall we..." Miss Adams noted Corrina's determined glare, she stroked the helpless pussy with her delicate, expert fingers

"If you really loved me, you'd let me down. You certainly wouldn't rape me as you've already absolutely promised not to. You need to understand that you're ruining my life, my heart, and my soul to the very core." Corrina insisted. Corrina's pussy was sweaty, bruised, and bloody from the fight and from her near death experience.

"I will not rape you, Miss Gladstein, you will consent, as I also promised. You will consent." Miss Adams picked up a birch from a nearby table, moving behind the girl..."first you will be destroyed, then remade to my liking", with that Miss Adams raised the birch...and swung it at Corrina's rump.
Corrina wailed with pain as the birch slapped across her delicate rump, leaving an angry welt. Her nude body tugged wildly at her aching chains as she tensed for the blow, still not recovered from the trauma of the last attack. This whole experience had gone from rough to
literally Hellish and Corrina couldn't do anything but close her eyes and pray for death to come soon.

Miss Adams had resolved to show no mercy to the rebellious girl, striking the gorgeous rump with the birch, the sound of birch against bum, and Corrina's wailing and whimpering making for a sweet song. Again and again the birch struck. "What are you?" Miss Adams enquired, as she swung the birch.

"I am a woman." Corrina answered defiantly even as she began to sob even more from the horrible pain.

"Incorrect answer!" Another strike on the ass...

"If you don't pull back from this, I'll never forgive you for as long as I live, no matter how hard you train me. That's a promise." Corrina said firmly. "Even if you keep me the rest of my life, you'll never have another chance at anything but an unwilling captive brimming with hate and ready to go to the police at the first chance."

"Fair enough", Miss Adams said, "your choice, stupid little cunt." The birch struk even harsher now, Miss Adams anger and dominance seemingly possessing it.

"It's your choice." Corrina said. "If you really loved me, that wouldn't be what you'd want."

"You have a nerve, lecturing me, Miss Gladstein. You would be disloyal if I let you go, doing as you wish, flirting with boys." The teacher struck again and again, turning the girl's bottom a bright shade of red.

"And you are giving up your last hope of ever having any real loyalty from me as we speak." Corrina stuttered out between her tears.

"I don't want loyalty. I want obedience." Miss Adams noticed the contradicition in Corrina's statements...the desire for love underlying them. The birch struk again and again..."You can end this pain, Corrina..." declared the teacher as the birch struck.

"Only you can." Corrina said.

Miss Adams smiled to herself, then paused...

In that moment, Miss Adams realised that she had gone too far, for her aim was not to destroy Corrina, but to dominate her. There would be little reward in causing such harm and hate. She resolved to take more sensitive, more tactical approach.

She sighed and walked over to Corrina, tenderly carressing the girl, stroking her hair and even kissing her.

"I'm sorry, I just want you to be a good girl", Miss Adams said, softly.

"This is really too much, though. Please just let me down." Corrina said in a softer tone.

Miss Adams paused, unable to not enjoy the beautiful body displayed before her. She then relaeased Corrina's ankles, then her wrists, and soon enbough the girl was free.

Corrina collapsed as soon as she was free, sobbing on the ground as soon as she no longer needed to force herself to be strong.

Miss Adams lifted the girl and laid her across her lap, stroking Corrina's lovely hair and curvy bum, whispering into her ear, "Mamma will make it better", gently carressing the bruised girl's body.

"Do you really love me?" Corrina asked.

Miss Adams hesitated, then replied, "Yes, honey", "You hate me, don't you, Corrina?"

"I would have if you hadn't let me down." Corrina said.

Miss Adams looked sombre then smiled, "So," she said, stroking the girl's hair and massaging her sore bum, "I went too far...but you do need discipline...and love. You may leave if you wish, or you can stay here, with me, and I will be firm but fair."

"Since you've proved yourself by giving me a choice, I'll stay for at least a week. You have complete control as long as you don't kill or maim me. After that, we can talk more. Is that ok, ma'am?" Corrina asked.

Miss Adams was delighted. "That is excellent, Miss Gladstein. You will continue to wear your collar and leash, and be under my control. Your bottom will be spanked for badbehaviour but not harmed. I think that is fair."