Disciplinary Action/Disciplinary Office/First Week/Diya/Light
You decided that you were going to try and take it easy on the kid. She has enough problems already, and Luana was only trying to help her out of her bad situation. Normally, the school should be trying to help kids like her, but of course with how hypocritical this town is it was merely allowing her to be tormented because she was the daughter of a "whore."
Fortunately, you already managed to get Luana's punishment knocked down to a mid-level. So, as a result, you can probably go a bit lighter on Diya's punishment. You also managed to have getting her called in delayed till the last period, and now it's only about 30 minutes till the bell rings to end the day.
"Ms. Varano, I'm ready for Diya Styles." You tell her over the intercom.
"All right, I'll send her in."
A moment later, the girl who comes through your door looks as nervous as a cat. She's definitely eyeing you suspiciously as she closes the door and then stands with her back to it, not walking any deeper into the room. You also notice that she has not taken her hand off the door, so you suppose she may also be wondering whether or not she wants to try and run away.
Noting her trepidation, you make no move to get out of your chair, remaining seated behind your desk instead. "Ms. Styles, come in," you try to say with as amiable a tone as you can manage. "Have a seat," you tell her, "I'd like to have a quick talk."
Something in your tone must have done it, because at your words she takes some slow and cautious steps forward, still eyeing you suspiciously. However, much like her sister earlier today, she also casts a glance over toward the changing table.
"Don't worry," you say to her, "you're not going to be getting up on that thing today." This comment only manages to return her suspicious eyes back on you, but you can certainly see something else there now as she takes her seat. There seems to be trying to figure you out now. "Now," you say as soon as she is fully seated. "Do you know why I had you called here?" The response she gives is to immediately shake her head no. "Well, earlier today your sister Luana threatened another student, you know August Fine right?" She tenses as soon as you say the name and then gives a slow nod. "She threatened him for you," you tell her. "And, unfortunately, the school's new guidelines say that if someone does something bad in order to help someone else, the person they are trying to help also has to be punished."
"Hep!" Diya lets out a small breathless gasp at this as her eyes bulged wide. She places her hands on the arm-rest of the chair, looking ready to bolt as her eyes are locked onto you, looking for any indication on what you are going to do to see if she needs to.
You let out a sigh and sit back into your chair, steepling your fingers as you look over at Diya, placing yourself in a comfortable position that says you have no intention of suddenly popping out of your chair and attacking her. "I assume from your reaction that Luana has told you a bit of what she found out about the new punishments? Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you. Actually, it would usually be the case that your bullies should be the ones being punished. I think the school ought to be doing what it can to protect you." She does not back down when you say this from her readied poise to jump out of her chair, but you can see her eyes are now considering you more than they are her escape route. You tap your finger on the desk a few times, considering her and then considering the clock on the wall. If you can stall this out with a conversation, you may even be able to shield Diya completely from the results of the punishment you have planned for her. "So, Diya, why don't we talk a little? For starters, I know your sister found out quite a bit about the new program that a lot of the other students don't know about. How much has she told you?" She eyes you a little bit more. "It's Ok," you tell her, "I'm not going to get you or her in trouble just for knowing this stuff."
"Umm..." She begins, her eyes flitting about the room as she seems to be wondering whether or not she should say it. "Sh.. sh...sh.. she said that.. umm... that you. That you could uhh... have... s..s..sex with kids as punishment."
You give her a serious look, recalling that you actually did have your cock completely buried in a girl about her same age just yesterday right over on that changing table next to her. "That's right," you tell her with a grave tone, "but that's not something I'm going to do for something minor. I bet you don't know this part, but the rules I'm punishing you under today say that I have to actually give you a much less severe punishment than I would have given your sister." This finally seems to make her relax a little bit. "Also," you add, "I already gave your sister a little bit of a punishment, so that means there is even less I have to do with you. Actually, I would rather not drag you into this at all, but the rules actually say I have to do something with you."
"Wh.. what are you going to do?" She asks, looking a bit more earnest now. Her eyes come up to meet yours before wandering about in consideration for what the punishment is going to mean for her.