The big, hulking driver gripped the dark-haired teenager by the shoulders and threw her roughly to the ground.

"Bastard!" Suzie screamed as she rolled over on her hands and knees and started trying to crawl away into the trees.

Mrs. Grotten got out of the limo, then turned back to look at Cindy. "Watch closely, Cindy. You'll learn what happens to girls at Steinway when they disobey."

Cindy's mouth dropped open, but the frightened girl couldn't find her voice. Instead she could only stare at the unfolding scene with a kind of unbelieving horror.

Suzie only managed to crawl five feet or so before James' big black boot came down in the middle of her back and pinned the girl to the ground.

"Fuckers! Oh, you'll pay for this!" Suzie shouted.

Suzie flailed her arms and legs, but she was trapped and helpless.

Cindy wanted to shut her eyes, to look away, but found that she couldn't. She watched as Mrs. Grotten walked slowly around Suzie, slapping the crop into the palm of her hand.

"Shall I strip her?" James asked in a voice without emotion.

Cindy thought that she saw just the trace of a smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

James had to be at least six and a half feet tall, and he was powerfully built. In much the same way that Cindy found herself staring down between Suzie's legs as they had waited on the bench, the brown-haired youngster now discovered that she was staring at the big lump in the crotch of James' pants.

Mrs. Grotten was leering down at Suzie. She hadn't answered James' question, so he asked her again.

"There'll be time enough for the full treatment later, James," the headmistress said finally. "For now, just pull her pants down around her ankles."