Celia smiled in a kindly way at the girl. "No, dear, no mistake. You are to be trained to be..." She paused, rummaged on her desk for the girl's file that she had carelessly left amongst the stack of other papers. "...Ah, yes, trained to be a compliant and willing servant to those who would wish to use you. Your father had no choice in the matter, he is currently in prison for fraud. Unfortunately, those he took money from were among the people I mentioned - those who are above the law."<br/><br/>She glanced over at Gemma, enjoying the site of the girl's reddening bottom. "She is actually lucky, in a way. As you read, this is a first offence, and she has already sworn never to smoke again. You, on the other hand, are not so lucky. I'm sure you have read there that I am permitted to enforce any punishment I wish so long as it is non-sexual in nature. Now, I think an appropriate punishment for you my dear would be a permanent reminder that you do not know better than those set over you".<br/><br/>She spoke softly, in a friendly and kind voice, wrapping an arm around her student. Her other hand slid between the girl's thighs, and gently stroked against her  panties. "You must decide the wording of this reminder. I want you to write the words up here." Celia jumped up and moved behind her desk, grabbed a board rubber and cleared a space on the board attached to the wall there. "A simple phrase that will remind you that there are people over you who know better than you.".