Smack! Smack!
"Hmmmm!"
"Ahhhh!"
Mrs. Laurent and Miss Emily both gasped, jolting from the firm slaps against their butts while Alice felt like the ground should open up and swallow her whole.
There was a look of understanding shared between the girls. Unable to hide their glee toward the popular triplets' now-broken social standing in the school hierarchy, they smiled, venting the inferiority they had suppressed.
Getting the look on the girls' faces, Alice cowered, clenching her fists as she felt even more embarrassed.
Rattle rattle chink!
The sudden rattling sound of chains made the whole class—not just Alice, but the rest of the girls included—slowly tilt their gaze down toward their wrists and feet. They watched as chains magically weaved into existence, restraining their hands and legs apart.
"Arrrr!"
"What's happening?!"
"Chains! Get off me!"
The class turned chaotic. For those who were standing, chain belts appeared around their waists and pulled them down to sit.
