12-year old Katie was the new girl on the school bus. She had caught it this morning a few blocks from her home and had sat alone smiling nervously at the few other kids whose eyes she had met but none of them had appeared friendly.

Her day at school had been little better with none of the children in her class showing any interest in making friends with her and now as she climbed onto the bus for her journey home she was close to tears.

A pretty girl with shoulder length blonde hair, Katie made the other girls jealous and the boys her own age shy but she was unaware of this and just thought that they didn't like her.

She noticed the bus driver look her up and down as she passed him by in her thin cotton, summer dress and thought that he looked a bit of a pervert to be driving a school bus.

Since the bus was empty she went right to the back and sat in the middle of the seat that went all the way across, watching as the other children filled the bus noisily shouting and calling to each other.

Just before the bus was due to leave four older boys climbed aboard and as they stopped to talk to the bus driver she noticed him motioning in her direction. The boys said something to him and as the bus pulled away they headed down to where she sat.

"What are you doing in our seats," the biggest of the boys asked as they crowded around her?

"I didn't know," Katie replied beginning to get up to move, only to have her way blocked by the boys.

"Everyone knows that these seats are ours," the boy told her pushing her back down into the seat and sitting next to her as one of the others sat on the other side of her. The remaining two boys sat on the ends of the seats in front blocking her way.

Looking around for help Katie noticed that everyone seemed to be ignoring her and the boys, except the bus driver who she was sure kept looking in his mirror. She knew that he could clearly see her as she was sat at the end of the isle.

The boys were 15 or 16 and were much bigger than Katie and she was frightened as she sat there between them.

"Give me your socks," The biggest boy ordered.

"Why do....", Katie started to ask only to be cut off.

"Do it now!" He shouted right in her face.

Little Katie sobbed as she bent forward and took off her shoes and socks. The two boys in front kicked her shoes away but when she tried to retrieve them the boys alongside her held her back by her arms.

"Please let me go," Katie begged as the boys held her.

"We'll let you go if you give us a trophy for our tree-house," the boy agreed. "Give us your underwear and we'll let you go."

"Please no," begged Katie but looking around at the boys she saw that they weren't going to let her go unless she did, as they wanted.

Lifting herself up a little from the seat, Katie raised the sides of her dress and hooking her fingers into her panties pushed them down to the floor before quickly stepping out of them, letting the dress fall back into place as she did so.

"Give them to me," the boy ordered and Katie bent forward and retrieved them off the floor before handing them to him.

The boy held up her white panties with their little pink hearts for the others to see before stuffing them and her socks into his pocket.

By now the bus was coming to Katie's stop and the boys let her go to search on the floor for her shoes but just as she reached under the seat and grabbed them she felt her dress being lifted and her naked bottom being exposed to them all.

Katie stood up quickly, letting her dress fall back into place and scampered to the front of the bus still carrying her shoes. As she got level with the driver he called her to one side and pulled out a small book.

"Name," he asked her, looking at her crossly?

"Katie Whitehouse," Katie answered. "Why do you need my name?"

"This is a detention book. I saw you playing around with the boys at the back of the bus so now you have a detention," he told her.

"But...," Katie began to explain but was cut off mid sentence by the driver.

"No excuses," he said. "Just tell your parents that you'll be an hour late tomorrow night as you got a detention for misbehaving on the school bus. Now stop holding the bus up and get off!"

As she climbed off the bus Katie's face was red with shame and covered with the tears that fell from her eyes. If she could have been able to see properly she might have seen the sadistic smile of the driver as he drove off leaving her standing barefoot and pantiless on the pavement.

The following morning Katie was once again at the school bus stop waiting to go to school. The night before, after telling her Mother that she had got a detention she had received a hard spanking. She had tried to explain what had happened but her Mother was in no mood for excuses and Katie cried both from the pain and the unfairness of it all.

Several other children were waiting at the stop but they all ignored her as she stood there waiting. She didn't know it but the mean boys had told everyone that they would be in trouble if the spoke to her.

Finally the bus arrived and Katie climbed in last.

"Sit at the back", the driver told her as she passed him.

"But can't I sit nearer the front?" She asked looking to where the boys were sitting on the bench seat across the back, waiting for her.

"Sit where you're told," the driver said crossly, "unless you want another detention."

Little Katie's eyes teared up as she walked down the centre aisle of the bus towards the grinning boys who made room for her between them. As she stood in front of them the bus suddenly started off with a jerk and she was thrown back against the seat.

The boys wasted no time in grabbing her arms and turning her around so that she sat between them again.

"Socks?" The leader said holding out his hand.

Katie had hoped that they wouldn't do this to her again but now she saw they intended to continue from where they had left off. Bending forward she removed her shoes, which were quickly kicked away and then her socks, handing them to the boy.

"Open your mouth," he ordered and as the young girl did he stuffed the white socks in and tied them tightly in place with a school tie.

Katie glanced up and was sure that she saw the bus driver grinning in the mirror but her attention was soon distracted when one of the boys started to undo the buttons that ran all the way down the front of her dress. Button after button was undone as Katie squirmed in her seat but the boys held her too tightly for her to do anything other than shake her head from side to side.

Quickly the boys stripped her dress off her shoulders and down her arms, pulling it from under her and leaving her sitting there in just her white cotton panties.

Now the boys twisted her arms behind her back and as Katie leaned forward to escape the pain they used the belt from her dress to tie her wrists tightly together before letting her sit up again.

With relief the young girl noticed that the bus had just pulled through the school gates so she knew that her torment would soon be over.

Looking around her she noticed the two boys in the seats in front were removing the laces from her shoes before tossing the shoes back on the floor. Taking one foot each they raised them to the back of the seat and spread them as far apart as they could before tying them in place using the shoelaces.

As she sat there crying she noticed that the bus had stopped and the other children were getting off. One or two of the boys sniggered as they stole glances back to where she sat with her legs spread wide apart and only a pair of panties on.

Climbing over her legs the boys on either side of her joined the others as they queued to get off the bus, leaving her tied helplessly at the back. They laughed as they looked back and saw the panic on her face when she realised that they didn't mean to untie her.

Finally the last one was gone and the driver closed the doors and drove the bus over to the far corner of the car park where he parked it near the bushes before walking back down the bus towards the helpless girl.

"Well, well, what have we here," he asked as he stood looking down at Katie's body? "This is only you're second day on the bus and you have been teasing the boys again haven't you?"

Katie shook her head from side to side to let him know that it wasn't her fault but she could see that the bus drivers wasn't looking at her head, his eyes were locked on where her panties covered the place between her legs. To her horror he pulled out his mobile phone and began taking pictures of her as she sat there helplessly.

"I'm going to have to report you for this," he told her, "and these photos will prove how bad you have been for letting the boys play with you like this."

Finally he put the phone away and stepped between her wide-open legs until his knee was pushing against the front of her crotch. Reaching down he lifted her chin until she was looking into his face.

"Of course if I report you the boys will get into trouble too," he pointed out. "I guess they will blame you for that and will want to get even."

As he said this the bus driver watched the young girl's face and saw the fear as she realised what her life at school would be like if she upset the mean boys. She had been bullied at her old school and hoped to escape it when she and her Mum had moved here but now she feared that if she got the boys in trouble, it would all start again at her new school.

Seeing a look of pleading come into her eyes the bus driver knew he had her. He turned and untied her ankles from the seat in front and pulling her head forward untied the gag from her mouth before pulling the socks out.

"Please don't report me," Katie begged. "I won't do it again."

"Well I think that you need punishing, young lady, to teach you a lesson," the driver replied. "I'll tell you what. There are ten minutes before classes start so if you let me punish you now I won't report it this time."

"What will you do?" Asked Katie looking up at the driver with her green eyes wide in fear.

"I think a short spanking would be fair," said the driver and pulling Katie to her feet he sat down on the bench seat leaving her standing in front of him.

"Lay yourself across my knees," he ordered the frightened young girl and reluctantly she obeyed him, her wrists still bound behind her. She could feel something hard digging into her stomach but before she had time to work out what it was she felt her panties being pulled down her legs till they rested at her knees.

"Looks like someone beat me to it," said the driver looking at the red marks left by the girl's Mother the night before. "Well you're obviously used to being spanked so don't expect me to be gentle," and with that he began to spank Katie hard, first on one cheek and then on the other.

As he listened to her cry and felt the young girl squirm about on his lap the driver felt his cock get even harder. Resting his hand on the girl's bottom he felt how soft and how hot it was. Running his hand down the back of her legs he felt her shudder and her body stiffen beneath him but before he could go further they heard the bell ringing for the start of the school day.

Releasing the young girl's hands the driver watched as she scampered about collecting her clothes and dressing as fast as she could before running from the bus and towards the school, straightening her clothes as she went.