When Jenny had trotted back to her class room she could hear Mrs Gibson busily lecturing the class about something through the door. She still hadn’t fixed the dampness between her thighs and her new shoes were becoming uncomfortable.
She took another deep breath and knocked on the door, she figured that she didn’t want to end up doing anything else wrong today.
Jenny heard Mrs Gibson stop and saw her approach the door through the steamed glass. She nervously took a step back.
Mrs Gibson swung the door open and glared at Jenny before placing her hands on her hips and huffing loudly.
“Ah! Miss Smith, I was wondering when you would bother to grace us with your presence! Mrs Styles informed me that you left her office nearly 10 minutes ago!”
That couldn’t be right? She definitely hadn’t taken 10 minutes to cross the campus, even with her bathroom break included. But Jenny thought it wise not to argue.
“I’m sorry I’m late Mrs Gibson, it won’t happen again.”
“You’re damn right it won’t happen again! From now on if you’re not in my class on time and appropriately naked then you will suffer my most severe punishments, do I make myself clear?”
Jenny nodded.
“Say it girl...”
“I will be on time to all of your lessons and I will be appropriately... naked.”
Mrs Gibson gave a satisfied smile and stood aside to allow Jenny to pass. She looked into the faces of all of her fellow classmates as she passed them; they all smirked at her and openly leered at her breasts and pussy. Even her friends’ eyes were wandering up and down her naked form.
Susan raised an eyebrow as she passed and whispered “are you ok?” but Jenny didn’t dare answer as Mrs Gibson was following her down the aisle between the desks.
Jenny was puzzled as she reached the desk that was usually hers and found that Tom, the guy that usually sat behind her was in her place. He smiled up at her and she looked around, Mrs Gibson gave an impatient cough and said “Please hurry up and take your place Miss Smith!” Jenny panicked and as she looked around she couldn’t see a free desk anywhere. She was drawing a lot of attention now, and then she spotted it...
At the back of the room was a pair of book cases and between them, where there had once been a large plant, was the device that Jenny surmised was her new seat.
It looked like 3 bar stools, one large one and 2 smaller ones just in front and to the side. Each of these “stools” had a raised back to it but the ones in front had their backs facing each other. In the gap between the two front stools and below the front of the rear one was a large plastic funnel and below it was a bucket. Above this and connected to the right bookcase was a small desk, angled correctly to be written on. Jenny realised that the rear stool was for her ass and the front two went under her thighs, spreading her legs and exposing her dripping pussy to her classmates! Jenny delicately approached the contraption before sliding into it and positioning herself correctly. Because of the height of the stools her Pussy was above the head height of all the other students in the room and her feet dangled helplessly about 2 feet off the ground. As she angled her legs into each of the leg stools she found that the device spread her wide enough to just part her Pussy lips, leading to an increased stream of lubricants.
Fortunately the angle of the stool meant all of her fluids ran straight into the funnel and then drained into the bucket. She removed her text book from her bag and tried to concentrate on Mrs Gibson’s speech on calculus. Due to her current situation the notes that Jenny managed to produce were useless and she struggled to understand even the most basic equations.
When class ended Mrs Gibson gave her concluding speech and then dismissed the class. As soon as Jenny had left the stool her wet pussy started dripping down her thighs again.
It was weird; Jenny was sure that the juice wasn’t drying up on her thighs, it just seemed to stay oily and wet.