Madison struggled to sit up, ignoring the swat to her already abused behind. Her arms were like jelly but she managed soon enough. From there she scooted herself back, not wishing to put any pressure on her sore backside. With her feet on the ground she stretched in her small heels, glad that for the moment he had been preoccupied with putting the items away.<br/><br/>All she wanted to do was place her clothes on as quickly as possible and get on with it, but it wouldn't be that easy. She sighed and grabbed her bra, placing it on with ease before reaching behind her torso to secure the clasp. Her dress followed with ease, the smooth material soothing on her red and swollen flesh. With some difficulty it was zipped and tied, her panties/ shorts in hand as she was hesitant to put them on.<br/><br/>Seeing Mr. Blackstone look at her was all the motivation she needed to slip it up her her legs and tenderly over her hips. There wasn't a hint of her trying to please her teacher but rather a preference to escape any more pain.<br/><br/>Mattie followed her teacher out of the office and back to the dorms where she stood as directed and waited. Several students passed by, none saying a word, but giving a knowing look.<br/>There was no doubt in her mind, that her stay at Lady Shaws would be miserable.