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You sit her in a chair

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"Alright Tihana," you say, getting up and walking over to her. "Stop being difficult, I can still make your punishment worse you know?" Tihana does not respond, she just keeps sitting there and crying until you grab her and pull her up off the ground. She doesn't really resist you in the same way she did her teacher, but she does not exactly make things easy for you and you are more or less carrying her despite the fact that her feet are still on the ground. Eventually, you manage to sit her down in the chair closest to the changing table, and then you take the other chair that's in front of your desk, sitting right next to her.

Tihana continues to sit and cry, but she doesn't really seem to be crying as hard. She cries for a little while, but then you see her look up out the corner of her eye at you and then put her face back in her hands and let out a huge moaning wail and begin to cry again harder.

"All right," you say, "now you're being ridiculous. You're not really crying."

"Yes I am!" She barks back at you.

"Ok, if you want to be that way... I said I could make your punishment worse. I'm going to be taking these." You lunge your hand toward Tihana's hips, and she looks up from where she has her face in her hands and doesn't realize what you're doing until your fingers wrap around the front band of her skirt and also sink their way into her panties.

"No! STOP IT!" She yells, thrusting her hands down to try to dislodge yours. She lets out a huge ear-piercing -SCREEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAACH!- as she fights you, clamping her legs together as you cringe against the volume of her voice, but you are un-diswaided and continue to pull. Eventually, you begin to hear the sounds of fabric ripping. Upon hearing this sound, something subconscious pings, telling you this is bad, and you change your angle and manage to yank the waist-bands of her skirt and panties down off her hips. She still manages to clutch the gusset of her panties between her thighs. You pull against that as her hands leave yours and thrust down to cover up her groin which has now come into view. "STOP IT!" She yells, "stop iii... hihihiiiit." You hear the ripping sound again as you pull. You can't see exactly what is ripping, but you know the skirt does not seem to be in any danger anymore so that only leaves one option. You hear what sounds like the rip finishing, and then the panties come free and you get the distinct sensation you are only dragging her undergarment down one of her legs.

Once you get it off, it turns out your sensation was not quite right but not very far from the truth either. As you pull her shredded undergarment from inside of the otherwise in-tact skirt, you see that one side had the fabric split, but the elastic waistband was still more-or-less intact. However, you are pretty sure it was rather stretched out and was not going to be wearable anymore.

"Well, now your underwear is ripped. Now, I can either send you out exactly as you are now after we are done in here, or I can give you back your skirt and maybe let you wear a diaper if you behave like a good girl."

"Why do you keep taking my cloths off!?" She demands through her tears. "Is it cauza that ... that zex thing Mr. Loso said about?" She continues to cry, pressing her legs tightly together and leaning forward in order to do her absolute best to conceal her genitals with her arms folded across her stomach.

"It's called sex," you tell her, "and yes, that is why I'm taking your cloths off. That's part of sex."

"I hate sex" She comments and moans as she cries some more. With that comment, it sounded like she must not have remembered a thing about the things you actually said to her during her last punishment.

• Ask her about what she DOES remember
• Just proceed with her punishment, remind her what the other parts of sex entail