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material darkening as her juices soaked into it, until it was wet and opaque, framing and outlining the swollen lips, almost more revealing than nakedness. Today she was already aroused, her panties already wet from her earlier excitement, and as she felt the trickle begin again she knew Miss Piggy was looking into the heart of her private body.
    She risked a look back over her shoulder and knew she was right; Miss Piggy’s face was almost purple, her mouth open and her tongue lolling out. The effect was of someone concentrating very hard on something. Following the direction of her eyes, Susie knew exactly what.
    Maybe the mistress saw the movement of her head and it took a few seconds to penetrate her preoccupied mind, or maybe Susie just happened to look round a couple of seconds before Miss Piggy was ready to continue. Whatever the truth, she lifted her eyes and looked at Susie.
    â€˜Face the front,’ she said curtly, a new and commanding tone in her voice, as if uncertainty had passed and Miss Piggy was now in complete charge of herself, as well as the situation.
    Susie did as she was told. Almost at once she felt a hand on her back... low on her back, below where the skirt was bunched up around her waist. Heavy fingers rummaged and then Susie realised they had slipped under the waistband of her knickers – and they were beginning to pull!
    She gasped aloud in horror as Miss Piggy slowly and surely started to tug them down over her bottom.
    â€˜Quiet girl,’ hissed Miss Piggy, as if she was suddenly angry about something. ‘No talking.’
    Susie didn’t dare disobey, and began to tremble as Miss Piggy tugged the panties over her bottom until they were stretched between her widespread thighs and her soft pinkness was exposed to the teacher’s gaze. Unsure of what was going to happen next, Susie felt the cold bite of fear in her stomach and accompanying warm gush inside her. Her pink lips puckered, and small pearls of moisture dribbled out of her. Miss Piggy could hardly have missed seeing it.
    â€˜Touch yourself... here,’ commanded Miss Piggy, and the tip of the cane rested lightly on the tender flesh between Susie’s legs. ‘Do what you were doing earlier in class. In my class.’ The voice was thick with emotion again, as Miss Piggy alternated rapidly between moods.
    Susie could hardly believe her ears, and she turned her head to peer at Miss Piggy. ‘But I...’ She never got any further.
    â€˜Now!’ snapped Miss Piggy, and the cane rapped across the soft skin of Susie’s bottom.
    â€˜Ow!’ she squealed, and the cane struck again at once.
    â€˜Silence, I said,’ the angry Miss Piggy commanded. ‘And do as I tell you. At once.’
    Susie hesitated only a fraction of a second before unclasping the fingers of one hand from the rim of the desk and reaching down between her legs until her fingertips brushed the fine strands of short blonde hair.
    â€˜Do it,’ hissed Miss Piggy. ‘I saw you. I know what you were doing. Now do it again.’ The cane smacked firmly across her bottom, a smarting blow that made her squeak in shock and pain.
    There was no choice. Awkwardly, Susie reached a little further back, until she could feel the wet sheen of her flesh sliding under her fingertips. She moved them slightly, and was surprised to feel the familiar electric frizz of excitement in response, as if that part of her body was still functioning as normal regardless of what was happening elsewhere.
    â€˜Continue.’ There was a slight warning swish before the cane stung her once more.
    She didn’t realise she’d stopped moving, and immediately waggled her fingertips to prove she was doing as she was told. The movement released a burst of sensation between her thighs, and she felt the warm juices trickling onto her fingers.
    â€˜More.’ The cane zipped through the air, and the sharp slash on her bottom brought tears to