Rightful teaching

This story is dedicated to my friend the well-known teacher. The students? Well, three mean deviants unknowingly inspired me: they're called Shad, Darsh and..Ube. Let them recognize themselves.
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The tight, hard corset arched her back and forced her ass so much backward, like if she was only that.
Her butt.
When he lifted the back end of the gown up to the waist, she felt reduced to the grotesque role of carrier of her own body parts. The display shelf of what in her mattered to him.
His investigative fingers, slapping hand, cruel strokes of the cane on her behind as they strolled through the park never ceased.
There would be no respite ahead. In fact, she knew the end of the walk would be even more mortifying.

- « Open your top so we can see your shoulder. Expose the tits! « he ordered, his voice loaded with contempt.
She immediately obeyed, even if submitting to the young boy was so debasing.
Swish!
-« Ahhh, please! Please Ube.. »
But Ube only sniggered.
He’d just raped her and was now openly enjoying to add pain to the humiliation…
Swish!
-Walk and swing this butt, Ms! Haha, oh I love it so much!
She cried.
-I-I beg you.. I did everything you ordered.. Don’t whip me anymore..
Swish!
They had almost completed the walk around the manor where Ube lived with his parents. Only his parents weren’t there and she was herded like a heifer, goaded by the whip to march toward more punishment.
As they made the last turn they could now see the front terrace where the two other boys waited. One of them, the strong Shad, the one who enjoyed so much to punish her ass held by a leash the huge dog that terrified her. The dog they thought had been instrumental in submitting her to their degrading games.

Two weeks now that her three students had found the diplomas that allowed her to replace Denise, gone to Italy on research, were fake. They threatened to give her away to the College dean.
Unless she obeyed.
That had been maybe the most intense moment in her life. It was a mistake but she surrendered.

At first she thought they would only strip and play with her body, some molestation, maybe a bit of fingering.This was already quite an awful perspective, but she was wrong. She discovered soon enough they were really wicked, sadistic brats!
Day after day had been more debasing, more painful, more shameful.
They had displayed very competent skills, very imaginative ways to use their new toy. They’d typically wait for her class to end, surround her and escort her to Ube's car. The torments and abuse started as soon as the car left the campus. Since they kept taking pictures of the continuous indignities they forced on her, she knew there would be no easy way out of their amusements.
- « How was it », asked Shad as they reached the terrace.
- « Great, » answered Ube. « I did her ass this time. No way I could avoid that, walking behind her and how the bitch sways it! So cool «
- « Indeed » agreed Shad who never had enough of spanking their teacher.
- « Take away the gown, stupid cow! » ordered Darsh staring at her with the cold eyes she had learned to fear. His were always the most humiliating tortures. Although perfectly mannered otherwise, he kept pouring all sorts of profanities to her.
- « Kneel down on the floor now like the beast you are, that we think what else we could do to you today. »
She complied, her heart madly pacing, quivering,  and waited on her knees between her students legs, for the next round.


Unknown to them though the portal opened to a car that drove slowly and silently (a Tesla) to the terrace. Ube’s parents had shortened their trip and were back!
From where she knelt, B gasped. Ube’s parents! They would discover the truth!
This meant the end of her ignominious slavery to the students…
Problem is, they would also discover her « fake » diplomas were -in fact- very real.. Next, they would start wondering why she so willingly accepted to be their plaything..

EPILOGUE
Ube’s father made sure there would be no embarrassing questions in court. As an important member of the society he couldn't afford his name to be linked to the scandalous treatment of the young teacher. He swiftly arranged for the boys to be sent to different colleges.When he confiscated their cellphones, he discovered the extent of their vicious behavior. So he told the young teacher he'd make sure it would all remain secret. That he'd keep the photos in his safe.
Her situation only changed in the way that now that her three young masters had been spread far away, she had a new owner: himself.
Of course Ube's dad was less vigorous than the three teenagers, but so much more sophisticated, so much more refined in cruelty, so much more in control....
She definitely felt she'd won greatly in the change!