HAPPY TO HELP (SCHOOL) (M/F)

Peter walked slowly up and down and inspected the bottoms of the
kneeling girls.

Like Peter, the girls were 18 year old.

But unlike Peter, the girls were stark naked.

Peter adjusted his pants as he moved in for a closer examination of
Sara's bottom.  Sara was the head cheerleader and Peter's nemesis.

It was Sara who had bribed those boys to put the hair remover in Peter's
jockstrap.  It was Sara who had led the 'Pitiful Peter' cheer at the Pep
rally.

Peter softly blew.  He smiled as the perfect bare bottom in front of him
wiggled and tensed in response to the breeze.

Peter moved to the next girl.  Linda had told Peter she would be his
prom date.  Of course when he showed up in his tux she and her friends
took his picture and then sent him home.

But it was Peter who was laughing now.

Peter pulled out his picture phone for a group photo of the six
quivering, naked bottoms.

Ah, memories!

As the principal's gopher Peter had keys to entire school.  Peter had
used his master key to put those bags of oregano in the cheerleader's
lockers.

Peter told his pal the Principal that it pity to see those pretty girls
go to the slammer.

Peter had a better idea.  Unfortunately the poor girls would have to
remove their clothes...

The principal didn't have a paddle, so Peter retrieved the whippy razor
strap he made in shop class, which "just happened" to be in his locker.

"Spread your legs, girls", Peter ordered.  "We need to have your bottoms
spread for punishment".

The girls blushed winced, whimpered, and squirmed.  But they complied.

It was amazing how obedient the girls were now that Peter was holding
the strap!

Peter gasped as their treasured feminine secrets came into view.  Peter
smiled. This was definitely a photo opportunity.

Peter knew the Principal had a bad arm, and he didn't really know how to
use the strap.

But that wouldn't be a problem.  Peter was happy to help.