"OOoo, yes," Emma purred. "This is definitely a position you are much more suited for."
Jean was bent over Emma's desk, her tits pressed against the wood, her arms and legs chained to the desk, holding her in position. Her ass was thrust up in the air.
"Oh, look at that saucy naughty bum," Emma laughed as she yanked down Jean's panties. "It's practically begging to be beaten. It's saying 'Please, Miss Frost, spank my cheeks so hard, beat them as red as this dumb bimbo's hair, because she needs it so bad. She's a spank-desperate little cunt.'"
Jean yelled as Emma slapped her ass hard.
"Oooo, look at them bounce," Emma giggled. "Don't worry, sweetie. If you're a good little bitch, I have a reward."
She held up a bright red dildo.
"I call it Red Cyclops," Emma said. "Because it has one 'eye' and well, it's a perfect mold of my hubby's delicious meat. I understand you're disappointed because he chose me as his personal trophy fuck-toy and not you, and honestly I feel a little sorry for you, Jeannie. Clearly you're too incompetent right now to snare a man, so if you're good, I'll let Red Cyclops be your boyfriend. Won't that be nice? I'm sure you'll love him. And if you take your punishment well, maybe he'll give you a nice kiss."
"Emma -- ugghhh!"
"That's Miss Frost to you, you naughty, naughty thing!" Emma grinned sadistically as she hit Jean's ass with her favourite "teaching" paddle.
* * *
Blackfire shuffled into the classroom.
"Blackfire, why are you late again?" the teacher asked sternly.
"I was a naughty little bitch and needed to be punished," she mumbled.
"What was that? Speak up!"
"I was a naughty little bitch and needed to be punished!" She handed him the note from Miss Frost.
"All right, go and sit down."
"Sister, over here!" Starfire waved her hand. "One of the teachers says that because we are so similar, there is a chance to earn some extra credit. He says that we would look the cutest dressed as twins, each of us kissing one half of the love-stick or each of us sucking one of the big hot balls!"
Raven was beside Starfire, looking very uncomfortable. It was disturbing how quickly Starfire had responded to the "re-education."
"I hope Mr. J is having a nice time," Harley said to Ivy. "They said he was not a real man because he clearly didn't know how to fuck me like one, but there is a special place for people like him."
* * *
"Hello, you may call me Madame Vision."
The android had changed. Now he/she had hair (pulled into a bun), he/she wore glasses, and a green and yellow blazer and skirt. A huge pair of bright red tits pressed against the tight blazer, showing off an impressive cleavage.
"Like myself, you will be remolded, for you are failures as real men, and so should be made into something that real men would make good use of. Madame Vision's Reform School of Red-Education and Sissification is a respect branch of Mrs. Diana's Academy of Etiquette and Homemaking. We proudly work together to make certain that real men get what they need and want. I think you will find myself and my teachers tough but fair. Any questions?"
Some of the students began to speak, but not all. Many there for the re-orientation were gagged and restrained. Including the Joker, who glowered with hate at the stage.