**Part 21**
Elise froze.
That’s…that’s not…
How could Kaitlyn say that?? It was one thing for Elise to ‘confess’ her feelings about Anna in private, and to give the short brunette a peck, but this…
No one had ever called her the L word before, and certainly not so bluntly. No one had even asked. Elise had always been into guys, which of course meant that she stayed single at an all girls school. She was too busy as a prefect and as a model student to try to date outside school hours.
The constant pink on her cheeks turned into full on red as the ‘audience’ of girls gasped and whispered to each other.
This couldn’t happen.
It’s not that Elise harbored any negative thoughts about non-straight sexuality, but this was an all girl school! If word got out about this, and something told Elise that it would, then everything would change. Room inspections. Changing in the locker rooms. Everyone would look at her differently.
And yet Elise stayed speechless. She was dumbfounded that Kaitlyn would do such a thing to her. Somehow, this was worse than being physically exposed.
By the time Elise came back to reality, Kaitlyn had already stepped away to give everyone a good view again, and was halfway through an explanation to the first-year girls. “…and that’s how I figured it out. I’ve never met someone who stares at boobs so much. She’s more obvious about it than most horny guys are. Oh! And she also confessed her huge crush on Anna earlier. Maybe it’s because Anna’s so cute, or maybe little Elise just likes the risk of liking a girl she’s not supposed to be with.”
“It’s true!” Anna giggled. The short brunette lightly blushed as well now that the attention was on her, and maybe a bit from receiving an offhand Kaitlyn compliment. Either way, Anna didn’t seem to mind adding to the gossip. “Elise said she’s been crushing on me for WEEKS!”
“Anna was a good sport and kissed her a few times earlier, but I don’t know if it’s meant to last,” Kaitlyn shrugged.
“Maybe if she’s a reeeeeally good girl!” Anna grinned. Then she walked over and kissed Elise’s cheek before moving back to her place by Caroline’s side.
“Caroline, want to even her out with the other cheek?” Kaitlyn asked.
“Oh . . . sure, I guess,” Caroline said. From what Elise knew about the taller brunette, and from the nonstop disaster of an afternoon, Caroline was more content to be an audience member than a participant. Still, the more quiet girl would never say “no” to Kaitlyn. Nor would the rest of these girls after today, most likely. Caroline stepped up and crossed to Elise’s opposite side, planting a kiss on Elise’s more tender cheek, the one Kaitlyn had already slapped a few times.
Elise was still frozen and stunned. If she tried to argue or even move, Kaitlyn would just slap her face or her chest, or add more punishments. And how could she argue? She HAD kissed Anna, and she HAD confessed her feelings. While she was basically blackmailed to do so, it didn’t change the fact that there were multiple witnesses from Kaitlyn’s room to verify it. And her dark blush could easily be interpreted as embarrassment from being ‘outed’ in front of all these girls.
The poor prefect finally managed to find her voice. “Kaitlyn . . .”
**SLAP.**
The cruel redhead had moved away during her explanation, but she instantly closed the distance and struck Elise across the face on the same cheek as before. Kaitlyn was right handed, and preferred to use that one for a harder slap. While Elise was reeling from the blow to her cheek, Kaitlyn immediately followed it up by slapping her previously unslapped breast.
“ELISE.” Kaitlyn glared at her, resisting the urge to smile when she saw the blonde’s gaping expression from the two slaps, “Bad girl!”
“M-Miss Kaitlyn . . .” Elise corrected herself, almost trembling in front of the girl. Kaitlyn’s extra inch of height had never seemed more daunting, and whatever bravery Elise found in trying to deny her false sexuality vanished completely as Kaitlyn stared her down after the two painfully hard slaps. “I’m sorry . . .” she muttered, glancing away, “It won’t happen again.”
**SLAP.**
This time, on the first boob from a little earlier. Elise sharply inhaled, gasping from the awful feeling and the lingering stinging that followed. “Look at me when you speak, pet.”
“Yes, Miss Kaitlyn.” Elise mumbled. She felt any last remnants of control slipping away as Kaitlyn punished her again and again for the smallest mistakes. Elise realized, more than ever, that she needed to be obedient. It was the only way to get out of this.
Kaitlyn made her repeat the apology, this time while looking right into her cold hazel eyes. And then the dominant redhead made things worse, as always. “You like girls, Elise. What does that make you . . . ?”
And then she stepped away again.
Elise looked at the five seated girls who had all gone completely silent when Kaitlyn slapped her, and she became all too aware of her bare chest all over again. Even so, she managed to keep her hands by her sides. Obedient. She needed to be obedient. A good girl. Kaitlyn’s pet. Anything to get her clothes back, her prefect materials back, and hopefully a little bit of her dignity as well. So Elise did as she was told, praying that she could undo the damage later.
“I’m a lesbian, Miss Kaitlyn…”
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