Chapter 231
Chapter 231
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Punishing the Problem Student
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After spending quite some time with Rozalin outside the basement, I put her back inside.
Sorry, but... it still wasn't time to let her go completely.
Besides, Rozalin had a ton of things to think about right now anyway.
"Hoo...."
I liked how she was starting to make judgments with a increasingly confused mind.
She'd looked deep in thought even during her bath today, and on the way back to the basement.
"Maybe... this'll work out just fine."
Stockholm syndrome, was it?
Or the suspension bridge effect.
Something like that.
It was obvious that getting Rozalin with straightforward methods would be pretty damn tough.
"Well, as long as I get Rozalin, I don't care about the rest."
In the end, everything was for the sake of obtaining her.
All these things I was doing were for one single purpose.
And it was starting to show results, so I felt positive about it.
Who knew what would happen next, though.
-Knock knock.
"Ah, come in."
Sitting in my chair, passing the time alone, when I heard the knock.
It was already evening, and there was only one person who would visit now.
"...Camellia."
"Yes, Teacher. Good evening?"
"...Yeah."
Ashley stood at my door, her face already plenty flushed.
Seeing her like that made me think I'd done well.
She'd always been a bit shy, but now she was even more embarrassed because of my instructions.
She'd said with words that she'd become mine, but....
"Shall we go inside first?"
Ashley still wasn't fully conquered like Lize.
Sure, she allowed sleeping together and using her as a pillow....
"Yeah...."
But she still seemed to have some fear and reluctance toward our relationship.
Today... I planned to tear down Ashley's walls.
Using a rather unique method.
"...Even so, this outfit is a bit much, isn't it?"
"It suits you perfectly. No one would guess you're in your late twenties."
"No way...!"
"Hee hee.... What's wrong? The size seems to fit just fine."
"Who wears an academy uniform like this...!"
Ashley kept tugging her skirt down.
Watching her was quite enjoyable.
What I'd made Ashley wear was just a standard academy uniform.
The size... one size smaller than what she should wear?
"Have a seat here for now."
"...Okay."
Even so, Ashley had followed my instructions to the letter—dressed in it and come to my room.
That alone had me grinning already.
"Wait just a moment."
I sat Ashley in my desk chair and walked to the wardrobe.
I pulled out a shirt, blazer, H-line skirt, and such, then changed right there on the spot.
Ashley watched from behind with curious eyes... but I stayed silent for now.
Finishing with stockings.
"Ahem...."
"What...?"
"Ashley, student?"
"Huh?"
"Aren't you going to open your textbook quickly? As a student, aren't you unprepared for class?"
Fully changed, I approached Ashley and started saying such things.
Like I was the teacher.
"Didn't I clearly tell you to prepare your textbook before coming in?"
"What do you...."
"Sigh.... No problem student is this problematic."
"Uh...?"
Ashley still hadn't grasped the situation.
Her confusion at the sudden role-play was adorable.
Around Rozalin's age, but surprisingly innocent in this area?
"Problem students who don't listen need corporal punishment."
"...Huh?"
"We'll start light with five spanks on the butt. Lift your skirt quickly."
"Uh, huh...?"
I said this to Ashley, seated at my usual desk and chair.
I'd brought over an extra chair next to it.
Ashley still not getting it.
Time for her to catch on.
"Aren't you lifting it?"
"Okay...."
"Sigh.... When do you use polite speech with your teacher?"
"Ah, got it...?"
"You're really a problem student, Ashley. Can't even correct that much."
Under my continued directions, Ashley slowly lifted her skirt.
It wasn't much of a lift since it was short to begin with.
"From now on, count each time I spank you. Got it?"
Lifting her skirt and bending slightly at the waist, presenting her butt to me.
My lips were already curling up.
"Yeah... No. Yes...."
"Good posture. Keep it like that."
I stroked her plump butt slowly as I said this.
Since it was thigh-high stockings, not pantyhose, her pure white butt was nicely exposed.
The white panties and pale skin were a sight too.
-Smack!
"Hyaat...."
"Ashley. The count?"
"Ah.... Sorry...."
A cute voice right after a light smack on the butt.
But I wasn't going to let the cuteness slide.
My goal today....
-Smack!
"Hngat...!"
-Smack!
"Two...!"
Was to completely break down Ashley's walls.
-Smack!!
"Hnguk?!"
"...You missed the count again."
"Ah, no! This...!"
"Guess we'll have to start over."
At my words, Ashley's eyes trembled as she made a "really?" face.
I'd spanked lightly... but it was the butt, after all?
She probably never got hit there before, so it hurt more.
Her pure white butt hadn't even reddened yet.
"Count properly this time."
"...Yes."
And once more.
-Smack!
"One...."
-Smack!
"Two...."
-Smack!!
"Hng, three...."
-Smack!
"F-four...!"
-Smack!!!
"Hngg.... Five...!"
"Hoo.... You finally got it. Good job."
"Yesss...."
I praised her while stroking her butt.
She probably hadn't noticed amid the spanking... but her white panties were slightly damp.
Her formerly pristine white butt had a faint red tint too?
"Back to your seat for now. Time to start class."
"Yes...."
She sat back down.
Lowering her skirt to normal too.
The reason for this silly role-play was simple.
I'd thought for a while that Ashley... wasn't all that impressive.
I'd had those thoughts since childhood, but lately, they'd grown stronger.
"Textbook page 17."
"...Yes."
"Today's class is on imperial literature. Did you prepare the homework from last time?"
Ashley didn't seem to mind being treated like a subordinate.
Not just the pillow thing lately—even before, when I'd snuck into her bed to tease her.
So....
"Uh, huh?"
"Sigh.... You didn't do it again?"
"No, you never even mentioned it...?"
"...No helping it. Stand up."
......
To break down Ashley's walls, this method seemed pretty good.
Normally, she was the teacher and I the student, but flipped.
I planned to make our relationship one where I was clearly superior.
"Really... Ashley, you're beyond saving. How do you fail to follow even one instruction?"
"...Sorry."
"You come here for remedial classes because you sleep so much, and you're not embarrassed? Getting scolded by me every time?"
"........"
It was a bit sincere.
Yeah.
She really did sleep a lot.
"And you never exercise, just sleep, so all your meat's in your chest and butt."
"Uh...?"
"Who'd think you're a noble lady? Most would peg you as some noble's sex slave."
I poked her chest with a finger, saying it blatantly.
She looked flustered.
That made it even more fun.
Not dislike, but embarrassment mixed with confusion.
"Simple butt-spanking won't fix you, Ashley."
"...Then?"
"Take off all your underwear. Panties and bra too."
"...Huh?"
"Not listening again?"
"No, I'll do it...?"
"Polite speech."
"I'll do it...."
Obediently following my words.
Adapting to the role-play bit by bit.
Well, soon I'd demand this attitude in daily life too.
"All off?"
"...Yes."
Ashley had removed all her underwear by now.
Of course, still in shirt and skirt, so her nipples faintly showed through the shirt.
A feast for the eyes.
"I figured you wouldn't do the homework anyway. That's enough on that. From now on, every time you fail to follow the lesson, there'll be punishment. Understand?"
"...Yes."
"And each punishment, thank me for working hard to motivate a problem student like you."
This was a kind of trigger.
Not just role-play, but to unconsciously instill gratitude for everything I did.
Awkward and confusing at first.
But later, whatever I did, because it was me—Camellia doing it—she'd feel thankful.
"Now, sit back down for class. Since you're... a problem student."
"...Yes, thank you."
"Good posture."
I could've just fucked her without this.
She'd already permitted it, and I wanted to, so it would've been fine.
But... this was way more fun, obviously?
