Gina paced around her room, her restless growing with each minute. Well, after the way she acted in class today, she could count of some trouble couldn't she. But really was it necessary to make her wait and worry for some long? She wondered back into her dressing room for another look in her mirror, no need to add to the problem by looking sloppy when Miss got here. Ummm if she ever did get here. She stopped in front of the full length mirror. As usual she smiled at her pretty heart shaped face with the caramel colored skin surrounded by a cloud of deep black hair that fell all the way to her waist. She had just smoothed her hair back, tucking it behind her ears when she heard the door to her rooms open. Taking a deep breath and running her reasons for her behavior threw her mind once more, she hurried into the living room. Trying to bring to mind all of the rules that she had agreed to when she interred this school a year ago, she dropped to her knees in front of Miss. She tried to make the movement as graceful and smooth as possible. Trying to keep her posture relaxed and her face smooth in spite of her racing heart and run away mind, she folded her hands in her lap andbowed her head. Fighting the impulse to look up and blurt out her plea for mercy, she tried to hold still, but she had started to tremble all over. She could hear the shake even in her breathing. As the silence got longer, she forced herself to remember in detail the day she had agreed to come to this "school". The first thing they told her was, if she wished to excel, and eventually find her self the companion of a well healed gentleman, she must learn to keep her mouth shut. Rule number one...never ever speak until given permission. As a drop of sweat rolled down her back under the light weight summer shirt she wore, she thought that rule had never been so very hard to follow as it was now. Mistress Ann looked down at the girl, watching the trembling of her thin shoulders. Gina was one of her favorites, but today had crossed the line. Allowing the silence to drag on, Ann watched as a drop of sweat traced its way down the girls arm. Gina's nervousness brought a smile to Miss. Ann's face as she thought of how much she was going to enjoy watching the girl's face streak with tears once things got under way. Ann signaled to a spot on the floor near the reclining couch, and watched as Corin hurried to deposit the tray she had brought in. She laughed softly when she said "Thank You, corin, you may go now." And noticed how the sound of her voice made gina start. She was glad to see, however, that the girl kept her eyes firmly on the floor as corin made her way out with a light step. Leaving Gina to stew in her fears, she crossed the room to inspect the items corin had carried in for her. As usual, her favorite helper had done a thorough job, and everything she would need was laid out precisely, gleaming clean and ready to use. Gina felt her trembling increase as she recognized the voice of Miss Ann. She really liked Miss. Ann best of all here, and it made her feel worse than ever, knowing that it would be this Lady who would deal with her transgressions. With a lump in her throat, she turned her mind back to this morning's class, and spared a minute to wonder what on earth had possessed her to behave so wickedly? It was a simple enough task, that the teacher had set for them. And so what if there had been a man watching, after all, once they graduated and went on to be societies most desired companions, would there not always be a man watching them. How hard would it have been, really to take her turn with the little douche nozzle and bag. Could she not expect that one day, her Man would wish to see what she did to keep her self fresh for him? In that context, it made sense to learn how to make a pretty little spectacle of the whole thing. So what if no man had yet to see her without her panties really, plenty would in the future so couldn't she start today? Thinking these things, gina sighed and stifled an impulse to shift her position. Even after a year, this position still put her legs to sleep in a hurry. The growing discomfort was starting to push the thoughts from her mind, and she started hoping she would not have to stay down here much long. Finished with her inspection, and hearing gina's sigh, Anne decided the girl had been waiting long enough. Walking over to her, Ann grabbed a hand full of gina's hair and pulled her head back so she could look her in the eyes. Speaking forcefully, making sure to put all of her disapproval into her voice, "Stand up girl. You have two minutes to put your thoughts in order, and one minute to explain your behavior this morning. Make it a very CLEAR explanation for your own sake, then we will see if we can salvage this dream of yours, that you have tried to toss away" Gina scrambled to her feet, feeling confused and more than a little frighted. "Dream you have tried to toss away?" Would they really kick her out over this? She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself and force her mind to clear. "What was it she had just been thinking? God, she had to get this right. She needed this school. The life of a submissive, with a loving Master, was the only life she wanted. Ok.... how to explain what had gone threw her mind this morning?" Staring hard at the floor, she strained to put her thoughts in order. How to explain the feelings of embarrassment and shame at the idea of having a stranger watch such a private act. How could she make Miss Anna understand that she was willing to over come that. What words would give her a second chance?