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Michael a master at Dolls Boarding College is sat working on his laptop. There is a knock on the door - he shouts ‘Come in,' and a lush chick comes into his office. ‘You wanted to see me,' she stands in front of his desk. ‘That's not the way to address me girl, it should be - you wanted to see me sir.' She just stands there with a sneer on her face. This annoys Michael. He tells her that there are another 124 Dolls at Dolls Boarding School. ‘Have you noticed anything about the other Dolls in the classroom or schoolyard?' She gives him a puzzled look. ‘It's what you are wearing chick you are not permitted to wear your own personal clothing.' He looks her up and down, noticing how slovenly she looks. ‘While you're here at Dolls Boarding College you will wear the College uniform like all the other girls.' ‘But it's so ugly,' she protests, still with that sneer on her face. ‘Are you finding what I'm telling funny,' he asks. ‘No,' she replies. ‘Then take that stupid sneer off your face,' he tells her. ‘And I'm not interested in your opinion about the College uniform. It is in the College rules - you will wear the uniform in the classroom, the schoolyard and for all other College related activities. Do you understand?' ‘Yes,' she answers sulkily. ‘Sir,' he reminds her. Shoving a bundle of apparel into her arms, he orders her to go to her room and put on the College uniform. ‘I want you back here in five minutes, then I will penalize you.' She hurries off to get changed. On her return, he again looks her over. Her bind is not affixed decently and he showcases her how to do it. However, she still has that sneer on her face. Michael is decided to smear it off her face. Telling her to arch over his desk, he thrusts her College micro-skirt up her back to reveal a pair of lacy knickers. He pulls them down to her ankles, urging her to step out of them. Flinging them throughout the room, he tells her she'll not see them again. ‘Right Jessie, I'm going to cane you.' He brings the whippy cane down on her waiting nude bottom, time and time again; the angry crimson cane marks are evidently obvious throughout both her cheeks. By this time, she is no longer smirking and guarantees him that she has learned her lesson regarding wearing the College uniform and being respectful to him and the other teachers. Providing her one more stroke of the cane, he tells her to go. Back in her room, she flings herself face down on the couch - rubbing her aching bottom in an try to fumble away the soreness. She smartphones her pal and tells her what has just happened to her. Then tossing the smartphone aside, she gives in to a bout of crying.