The episode with Nuba after class disrupted my sleep, and I slept badly that night, feeling groggy when I woke. Nuba's hacking must have worked, because the synth could hardly have failed to notice my reactions when it wiped me after my toilet, and washed me in the shower. I nearly fell over in the shower, and I'm surprised my moans couldn't be heard next door.

So, I was late to breakfast, and feeling out of sorts when I sat down opposite Nuba, who simply grinned at my discomfort as she drank her coffee.

I scowled at her, although I couldn't help smiling as I did so. She was so different from me, from anyone I'd known really, and it attracted me in a way I didn't understand.

We chatted softly over breakfast, and then parted for classes.

All morning I shifted uncomfortably, both because my backside was still hurting a little, although the cream Nuba had given me had nearly healed it overnight, but mostly because my pussy was dripping wet. I couldn't stop thinking about yesterday, and Nuba kissing me. Odd that, of all the things she did, that one was what was at the forefront of my mind.

Still, I made it through the morning classes, partly because quantum spatial calculations and advanced physics were both interesting subjects to me, and once more slid into my seat for lunch.

Nuba strolled up a few minutes later, sitting into her chair with a feline movement which had me breathing hard again. Oh my universe! How could I keep going like this?

As if reading my mind, Nuba leaned over and whispered to me.

“Listen, I've been thinking,” she said. “I've checked the regulations, and we can request a room together. What do you think?”

“Really? Oh, yes please!” I gasped, a little too loudly. The girls on the next table looked over at us with a frown.

Nuba smiled. “I thought that might interest you. I'll put in an application later. In the meantime, dinner at yours again tonight?” She gave me a wink that could really only mean one thing.

“I can't wait. Really,” I nodded.

She giggled, and then we were distracted by our food arriving.

I enjoyed lunch. For the first time since I could remember, I was relaxed, simply enjoying a meal with a friend. Nuba was an interesting person, she'd obviously seen a lot more of the galaxy than I had, although that wasn't a high bar. Before I knew it, the chime for afternoon classes went off, and I had to, reluctantly, leave.

“Don't worry,” she said, as if reading my mind. “See you later.” With a jaunty wink, she turned and left.

I felt better for a while, and headed towards my class, which was a double period with Ms. Tattler again. However, when I arrived and sat in my seat, my nerves started to play up. The teacher seemed annoyed today, not with me, but just in general, and without the distraction of Nuba's conversation, my pussy started to itch again. Ms. Tattler taught theoretical alien psychology, a subject I had never really found interesting, and so, once more, I found myself being scolded for not paying attention.

I tried to, I really did, but I slipped off into a daydream, and before I knew it she was shouted at me, and I knew I was in for it.

“Alice, again! Get up here,” she ordered, picking up her switch and sitting on her large seat.

“Oh no, miss!” I cried, jerking back fully into the moment.

“No, it's too late for that. I don't know what has got into you the last day or so, I shall be speaking to your supervisor if this keeps up. For now, hopefully a dozen strikes shall make you focus.”

Trembling, I walked up the aisle. Some girls tittered as I did so. As someone who was considered a 'goody goody' I wasn't universally popular.

“You know what to do,” Ms. Tattler said, as I reached her.

I did. I dropped my knickers and bent over her lap. And then I discovered something. As I pulled my skirt up, exposing my backside to the whole class, I found my heart beating fast. I was getting turned on! Even more!

“Oh no,” I moaned. Luckily, I suspect everyone thought this was for the beating I was about to receive. Well, it was of course, but not in the way they thought.

The switch came down, and there was a sharp pain on my buttocks. I cried out, but my pussy was now practically dripping. The pain was pain, but it was also sending waves of pleasure through my body. I moaned again, as I quivered with both lust and agony. The combination was almost too much to bear.

The hits kept falling, and on about the seventh, I could no longer contain myself. I climaxed. A spasm ran through my body, and I cried out.

Again, this probably looked like me shrieking in pain, but the fact that I had just cum, in front of the teacher and entire class, sent me into an orgasmic state. I shivered and shook and tensed up as my ass was whipped over and over, sending pain that was pleasure through my being.

“Oooohhh!” I cried, tears running down my face.

Finally, it was done. I was so shaken I could barely stand, and Ms. Tattler had to help me up.

“I hope you've learned something here Alice,” she said, looking down at me, standing there in front of the class, tears streaming down my face, my knickers still around my ankles, my pussy and ass both on fire.

“Oh, I have miss,” I burbled, although not in the way she meant.

“Mmm. Report to the nurse,” she said, misunderstanding the state I was in.

“Yes miss,”I blubbered.

I dare not put my panties back on, my ass was so sore, so I stepped out of them and, carefully, picked them up and took them with me. Sniggers followed me out of the door, and I knew this story would be all around the school tonight.

The thought of that just made my pussy tingle even more.