Free Physical Education by Louisa Bacio Page B

turned toward him, and he winked at her. “Fitting, since we’re here to discuss the appropriate punishment for you and your two friends here.
    “Did you think that I was going to forget your little ‘infraction’?” he asked.
    “I could hope…” she replied.
    Clearing her throat to stop the banter, Yvette said, “Ms. Wilkinson, we take the rules that we have at Sex U. seriously. If you don’t abide by them, there will be consequences. And, if you don’t agree to those consequences, you will be dismissed from the premises.”
    Yvette looked over the three of them, pausing with the seriousness of the subject. Who knew that sneaking out and catching a little bit of action could cause such turmoil? Sure, they might get “spoken to,” Amanda thought, but kicked off campus? Really?
    “From what was ascertained, you were a bit of a ring leader, if you will, last night,” Yvette said.
    Shocked, Amanda looked at both Sam and Johnny, but neither would meet her eyes. “Because of that, these two will be given bathroom duty.” She explained how Sam and Johnny would have to clean the co-ed bathrooms, including the shower stalls and toilets, nude, except for a pair of thong underwear. “And during that time period, let’s say, ‘free’ smacks on those delicate asses will be allowed and encouraged.”
    This time when Amanda looked at them, Sam turned a bright red and Johnny kept his eyes downcast, as if he was taking it all in.
    “You, Ms. Wilkinson, on the other hand, will be punished in a different way. Reed has requested your services – for the entire day.”
    As Reed stood up, Amanda’s eyes were drawn to his hands, where he held something black. Slowly, he unrolled the twined leather to reveal a collar and leash.
    “Since you have a tendency to stray, you’ll be wearing this.”

Chapter Nine
     
    Amanda felt the leather collar warmed by Reed’s hands slip around her neck, and he secured the fastener in place. The leash hooked onto the collar with an audible snap.
    “Let’s go, Ms. Wilkinson,” he said, leading her toward the office door. “We have a full day ahead of us.”
    This time, as Amanda walked, she felt the eyes of her fellow students staring at her back, but she was the one who did not look up, did not meet any of their gazes. She kept her eyes downcast, as if to keep herself from seeing what was ahead. Deep down, though, Amanda knew that she was going to have to face whatever was to come.
    As they passed through the communal meeting room, she heard a few cut-off conversations, whispers of gossip about her most likely. In the time that they had been there, none of them had seen a student on a leash. She was the first. What had she done, except for attracting this man’s attention?
    “You may not understand this now,” Reed said, “but this is really for your own good.”
    Amanda had heard similar speeches by her parents when she was growing up. Like the time she had snuck out to go to a homecoming party during her senior year of high school. Ever strict, her parents never allowed her to go to any school-sponsored events, much less a party being held at a private residence. When they had turned in for the night, she’d slipped out the back door. Unfortunately, when she returned home much, much later, her father was up waiting for her.
    How any sort of punishment ended up being for a person’s own “good,” she had no idea. At least in this case, there may be some “fringe” benefits. She may get royally fucked along the way. At least, she hoped so.
    The stones beneath her feet passed by quickly, and she tried to keep track of where they were headed by the landmarks. Too soon, they stopped. Out of the corner of her eye, Amanda took in her surroundings. The campus contained many park-like settings, but she didn’t remember seeing this one before. A small stage stood at one end.
    “What are we doing here?” she asked.
    “Last night I learned a few new things about you,” Reed