Effie had squealed as Miss Rogers had dragged her out of the dorm room using her long plaited pigtails as reins.  Every move she made to slacken her pace had brought a powerful and painful tug to her hair.  She had no idea where they were being taken, but she had no desire to meet anyone in the state she was in, and her anxiety increased as she was pulled through some doors and led outside to a large grassy area.  Effie had no idea what time it was, but supposed it was early morning.  She shivered in the early morning frost, the uniform she had been given providing little or no protection.  Her nipples instantly became stiffened in the cold air, and the dark pink nubs pushed through the holes in the white mesh top.  With one hand she tried to conceal the humiliating tattoo that emblazoned her stomach, whilst the other tugged at the hem of the tiny white leather skirt.<br/><br/>She stood nervous and shivering as she watched Miss Rogers swing a crop through the air in a menacing manner, wishing the ground would open and swallow her up.<br/>