Keiko struggled helplessly, gasping into her gag as Miss Bell stripped her of skirt, footwear, and dignity. It was useless, of course, and the twine that went around her waist, the teacher's movements practised and efficient, untroubled by her attempts at resistance. It was scary as hell to realise that Miss Bell was<em>good</em>at this, as though she had done it many times before.<br/><br/>She could see how she was leashed to the other students, and she shuddered, finding a moment of sympathy for the boys in her mind as they shuffled forward whimpering. When David moved forward, their little coffle stumbled after, but not fast enough to spare the boys painful tugs. Keiko was last to move, and tried to be quick, but there wasn't enough twine between her and Michael. She wasn't fast enough to save him from pulling painfully on his balls, and she whimpered in sympathy as she caught up, following as close as possible so as not to hurt him any more.<br/><br/>She knew that, given how they were restrained, they wouldn't be able to walk in time for long. Keiko hoped it wasn't far to their destination, as they shuffled out into the hall, the three of them led by their beautiful teacher who was showing every sign of enjoying herself.