# Mary's Name is Gloria (Part 4)

Author: 3Timer
Tags: Badger, Bathroom, Chastity, Cub, Exhibitionism, Female, Fennec, Ferret, Hare, Humiliation, Leopard, Male/Female, Mink, Mouse, Nudity, Ocelot, Otter, Punishment, Raccoon, School, Slave, Wolf, Zebra

#4 of Mary's Name is Gloria

Even though everyone continues to insist on calling Mary "Gloria", maybe this school isn't so bad.https://ko-fi.com/3timer

 **Mary's Name is Gloria**  
  
Part 4   
Lani

  
  
  
Mrs. Fanning crossed the front of the classroom with a professional gait, her heels of her fine shoes clipping the tile briskly.&nbsp; "As a mistress,"&nbsp; she spoke, "your primary duty to your master is elegance."&nbsp; She picked up a piece of chalk and wrote "ELEGANCE" on the chalkboard in large, sweeping letters before underlining it.&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"How you dress, how you speak, your posture, your stride, your hygiene, your health... all contribute to your elegance.&nbsp; You should be pleasant, nay, a joy to be around.&nbsp; Your master will tend to his spouse because he has to, but he will tend to you because he wants to."&nbsp; The mink turned to her class.&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"Can anyone tell me how best to greet your master?"  
  
Of the ten students in the class, several raised their paws.&nbsp; The mink pointed to a mouse with "Delilah" printed on her collar.&nbsp; "Yes?"&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
Delilah stood up.&nbsp; "With a blowjob!"&nbsp; She declared proudly, earning giggles from the class.&nbsp;  
  
Mrs. Fanning gave a soft, patient smile.&nbsp; "I suppose that's one way to do it, yes, but don't forget what I taught you about language.&nbsp; A mistress doesn't use such words unless the master insists on it, and doesn't engage in lewd behavior unless he asks for it."&nbsp; She motioned back to the word on the chalkboard.&nbsp; "Remember to be elegant.&nbsp; You will be expected to perform more duties than just physical.&nbsp; A mistress should serve her master on a ballroom floor or as a dinner guest just as enthusiastically as she does in the bedroom.&nbsp; Never forget that you are a reflection on him and others may judge him on your actions."&nbsp; Her eyes fell onto a young otter who was looking out the window, wearily watching the rain beat against it.&nbsp; The cub yawned and rested her chin on her paw.  
  

&nbsp;"Gloria!"&nbsp; Fanning called out. "What is the first lesson in beauty?"  
  
The otter didn't respond and the teacher raised her voice.&nbsp; "Gloria?"&nbsp; She spoke again.  
  
When the mink still didn't get a reply she sighed, picked up a remote on her desk, punched a code into the keypad before pressing the button on the bottom.&nbsp; The otter's collar beeped and she flinched as a spark of electricity stung her.&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"What?"&nbsp; She demanded irritably, rubbing her neck.&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"The first lesson in beauty, Gloria?"&nbsp; Mrs. Fanning asked again.&nbsp;  
  
"My name is Mary."&nbsp; The otter insisted, giving the teacher a fierce glare.  
  
The mink frowned.&nbsp; "I'm not going over this again with you.&nbsp; Your name is Gloria.&nbsp; It's always been Gloria."&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
Mary leaned back in her chair, crossed her arms, and looked back out the window.&nbsp; "You're such a dummy."&nbsp; She muttered.&nbsp; This startled a giggle from a nearby ferret student, who quickly slapped a paw over her mouth to stifle herself.&nbsp;  
  
The click of the mink's heels approached Mary's desk, stopping in front of it.&nbsp; "Is that appropriate language?"&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  

&nbsp;"I don't care."&nbsp; The otter spoke, refusing to look at the teacher.&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"You should care."&nbsp; Fanning told her.&nbsp; "Because you have a responsibility to a very nice master who believes in you and wants the best for you."&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"I don't hav--"&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
The mink slammed her paw down on the desk, cutting off the cub.&nbsp; "Do you really think if you continue to deny reality that is going to change anything?"&nbsp; She spoke with irritation in her voice.&nbsp; "If you don't have a master, then what -_do_- you have?"  
  
Mary ran her fingers into her hair uncomfortably.&nbsp; She wanted to be able to hide behind her long locks, but it was tied up in a ponytail because she wasn't allowed to wear it down.&nbsp; If she she was caught trying to take off the tie she was rewarded with a shock from her collar.&nbsp; Even so she constantly tugged at the hair when nobody was looking, giving her a messy appearance.&nbsp;  
  
"Leave me alone!"&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"I would love nothing more than to do that."&nbsp; Miss Fanning declared.&nbsp; "In fact, I would love to throw you out the front door and let you go so I don't have to deal with you anymore.&nbsp; Unfortunately, if I did that your mother would send you right back here.&nbsp; You know why she'd do that?&nbsp; She doesn't love you anymore!&nbsp;&nbsp;You stole your sister's crayons!&nbsp; You peeped on your brother in the bathroom!"  
  

&nbsp;Mary clasped her paws over her ears tightly and shouted.&nbsp; "No!&nbsp; That's not true!&nbsp; That's not what happened!"&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"You're a horrible, wicked little cub and they don't want you!&nbsp; This is your home now until you learn how to behave!"  
  
"Stop it!"  
  
"Do you want your master to find out what you are?"  
  
"No, I -- Stop that!&nbsp; I don't have a master!"  
  
"I can't imagine why he would even buy such an ugly thing like you!"&nbsp; The mink grabbed Mary roughly by the arm, dragging the cub from her seat.&nbsp; The teacher hauled the struggling otter to the front of the room.&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"Look at them!"&nbsp; Miss Fanning demanded.&nbsp; The cub only stared at the teacher with wide, frightened eyes.&nbsp; Tears were starting to well up.&nbsp; The mink took her by the jaw and turned her face to the class, holding her head in that position with a firm grip.&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"Look at how pretty your sisters all are."&nbsp; The teacher insisted.&nbsp; "Their hair is all done nicely, their fur is sleek and perfumed.&nbsp; Your hair is disgusting!&nbsp; I don't even want to touch it.&nbsp; And you stink!&nbsp; Did you pee on yourself again?"&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  

&nbsp;Mary tried to wrench her arm out of Fanning's grip.&nbsp; "Let go of me!"&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
Fanning was too strong for the cub to pry away.&nbsp; "And look at your dress!"&nbsp; The mink grabbed the hem of the drab, gray uniform.&nbsp; "It's wrinkled and there's a loose thread showing!&nbsp; If you can't even take care of your clothes how can you expect to take care of your master?&nbsp; Take this off right this instant!"&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
Mary snatched the hem away from her teacher.&nbsp; "No!&nbsp; Leave me alone, you... you stupid _butthole_!"&nbsp; She shouted.&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"Butthole, am I?"&nbsp; Miss Fanning fumed as she grabbed the dress again, yanking upward to pull it off the cub's body.&nbsp; Mary screamed and flailed, falling down in the process.&nbsp; Try as she might, she couldn't keep her teacher from ripping the dress away, leaving her weeping on the floor in nothing but shoes, knee-high stockings, and the metal mesh panties.&nbsp; The rest of the class observed this with their paws clasped in front of them docilely.&nbsp; Some looked uncomfortable, others amused, but none made any comment.&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  

&nbsp;The mink bent over and shook the dress in front of Mary.&nbsp; "You want this back?"&nbsp; She asked angrily.&nbsp; "Tell me what your name is!"&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
Mary wanted to shrink away, to hide and close her eyes, but there was nowhere to retreat to.&nbsp; Tears fell down her face as she looked at the dress, then at the teacher.&nbsp; She clenched her jaw tightly.&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"My name... is MARY!"&nbsp; She again declared.&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
Miss Fanning straightened herself up and sighed.&nbsp; "Very well."&nbsp; She stated as she folded the dress.&nbsp; "You can stay like that for the rest of the day."&nbsp; The teacher went to her desk, put it in a drawer, and slammed it shut.&nbsp; She returned to Mary and took her by the arm, pulling her back to her feet.&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"You stand right here."&nbsp; The mink ordered as she forced the cub into the corner.&nbsp; "Face the class!&nbsp; I want your sisters to see what an ugly female looks like."&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
Mary stood with her head down, crying.&nbsp; Her knees shaking and her paws feebly trying to cover herself up.&nbsp; She wished desperately for the floor to open up and swallow her.&nbsp; Anything was better than being where she was.&nbsp; This evil place with bars on the windows, guards at the doors, and no clocks on the walls.&nbsp;&nbsp;This place where the nights were too short, the days seem to drag on forever, and the weekend never arrived.  
  

&nbsp;The mink took a short moment to compose herself, straightening her dress and brushing back the fur on her face.&nbsp; "Alright then," she continued with her lesson, "who can tell me the first lesson in beauty?"&nbsp; A number of paws raised.&nbsp; "Isabella?"&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
A young raccoon stood up and answered:&nbsp; "A smile, Miss Fanning?"&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"Yes!&nbsp; That's correct.&nbsp; Very good.&nbsp; Therefore you should always greet your master with a smile."&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
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The bell rang signaling the end of class and the students filed out, heading for their next classroom.&nbsp; Mary lagged behind, shuffling in embarrassment and holding her textbooks firmly against her chest.&nbsp; She sensed all the gazes on her bare fur as students passed in the hallway.&nbsp; Many of them glared at her and some jeered.&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"Virgin cunt!"&nbsp; A wolf girl grumbled, nudging her firmly with her shoulder as she passed, nearly knocking the otter over. &nbsp; Mary had observed that not all of the students wore metal panties.&nbsp; In fact, most of them didn't.&nbsp; Without her dress to hide it they could all see what she was.&nbsp; Mary tugged at it.&nbsp; She hated the weight and snugness of it.&nbsp; Hated even more that it meant she was obliged to the staff for her most intimate needs.&nbsp; Just thinking about it brought the need forward.  
  

&nbsp;Mary approached two guards standing in the hallway.&nbsp; They noticed her and the fennec leaned forward with her paws on her knees, getting closer to the otter's height.&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"Hey there, Gloria."&nbsp; The fennec said cheerily.&nbsp; "Looks like you got into some trouble again, huh?&nbsp; Lost your clothes.&nbsp; Pretty rough."&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
Mary ignored the use of "Gloria" as she was too tired and her growing need too insistent to force another battle over her name.&nbsp; Besides, her dealing with the fennec had been mostly amicable so far and the cub considered her one of the "good" ones.&nbsp; If there were any that could be called such.  
  
"Miss Lani,"&nbsp; Mary said quietly,&nbsp; "I have to go potty."&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
The guard cocked her head.&nbsp; "How's that?"&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"I mean:&nbsp; Powder my nose."&nbsp; Mary corrected herself.&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
Miss Lani grinned.&nbsp; "That's better.&nbsp; Big powder or little powder?"&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"Little."&nbsp; Mary assured.&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"I can take care of that."&nbsp; The fennec said before turning to the other guard.&nbsp; "Excuse us for a moment, Miss Nesson."  
  
Mary followed behind as the guard led her toward the restroom.&nbsp; She was still getting looks but at least since she was with a guard they didn't accost her anymore. When they arrived at the restroom they were greeted with a sign that stated that the room was in the process of being cleaned.  
  

&nbsp;"Looks like you're out of luck."&nbsp; The fennec noted.  
  
Mary squirmed.&nbsp; "I really gotta go."&nbsp; She insisted.  
  
Lani glanced up and down the hallway.&nbsp; "Well... I shouldn't, but I guess I could take you over to the blue wing.&nbsp; Can you hold it for a few minutes until we get there?"  
  
Mary nodded and the fox pulled her remote from her belt and pressed a code into it.&nbsp; The otter couldn't help but cringe in anticipation upon seeing the remote, but her collar only chimed a pleasant tone, indicating the restricted range had been removed.&nbsp; Lani took her by the paw and led her down the hallway.&nbsp; The cub had been told the school had four wings.&nbsp; White, green, red and blue.&nbsp; Mary had been expressly forbidden to leave the white wing and she sensed that Lani was about to take a risk. They reached a door and the fennec stuck a keycard into a slot.&nbsp; It beeped and allowed the two through.  
  
It was much different on the other side of the door.&nbsp; The white wing was drab and stark, like a hospital or prison.&nbsp; The blue wing looked like a proper school.&nbsp; There were colorful murals on the walls and banners hanging overhead declaring school pride.&nbsp; The floor was carpeted instead of bare concrete.&nbsp; There was none of the unnerving, echoing ambiance of the white wing present.&nbsp; The students were older than her, late tweens to teens.&nbsp; Instead of ill fitting and dirty sack dresses, they wore pristine navy blue dress uniforms that hugged their shapes like they were tailored for each individual.&nbsp; Their black, polished shoes looked much more comfortable than the scuffed brown ones that Mary was wearing, and their stockings were snug and brilliant white instead of loose and threadbare.&nbsp; They all wore collars, but less bulky and more elegant looking ones than what Mary or any of the students in white wing were wearing.&nbsp; Instead of crudely stamped on plastic, their collars had a shiny silver decorative tag that bore their name.&nbsp; Most of them also had jewelry, necklaces, earrings, and bracelets of gold with inlaid gems.&nbsp; The students carried themselves proudly when they walked, and Mary imagined if any of them had a bucket of water on their head they would not spill a drop.&nbsp; Several of them glanced her way, but she seemed to be beneath their notice to have any reaction to the naked cub.&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  

&nbsp;Miss Lani noticed her staring.&nbsp; "They're beautiful, aren't they?"&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"Yeah."&nbsp; Mary was forced to agree.&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
The first male Mary had seen since arriving there walked by.&nbsp; A middle-aged badger in an ill fitting tracksuit.&nbsp; Clinging to his arm was a beautiful ocelot student.&nbsp; Despite the male's unappealing flabby body and older age, the student was fawning over him, her eyes glistening with barely contained delight.&nbsp; Mary managed to catch part of their conversation as they passed.  
  
"--has been eager to meet you," the badger spoke, "she even oversaw the interior design for your bedroom and hopes you'll be pleased."&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"I know I'll love it, and her too, Master!"&nbsp; The student replied giddily.&nbsp; "I can't wait!"  
  
"Just two more months."&nbsp; The badger promised.&nbsp; "Keep your grades up and--"&nbsp; They passed beyond earshot and entered a door with a sign declaring "Private Room" over it.&nbsp; The ocelot threw her arms around his neck and kissed him eagerly before the door even shut.  
  
"Here we are."&nbsp; The fox announced as they reached the bathroom.&nbsp; Not a moment too soon as Mary was close to bursting.&nbsp; The bathroom was not anything special, but it was much better than what she was becoming accustomed to.&nbsp; There were actual stalls!&nbsp; The stalls didn't have doors, just a partition between the toilets, but it offered much more privacy than the row of exposed toilets against the wall like in the white wing.&nbsp; Mary hastily dumped her textbooks on the counter near the door as they entered.&nbsp; Three students, a zebra, a kangaroo mouse, and a leopard, were in there.&nbsp; The group were chattering and fixing themselves up in the mirrors.&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  

&nbsp;The zebra foal was applying mascara to her long eyelashes.&nbsp; "Did you see what Debra's master bought her?"&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"Oh, my GOD!&nbsp; Yes!"&nbsp; The mouse chuckled.&nbsp; "Can you believe how big they are now?"&nbsp; She thrust out her chest and smoothed down the front of her uniform, highlighting her unimpressive bud breasts underneath.&nbsp; "Can you imagine?"&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"My master promised me the same thing."&nbsp; The leopard announced, brushing her hair.&nbsp; "But I have to wait until graduation."&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"Why?"&nbsp; The zebra asked.&nbsp; "Yours are great."&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"I wouldn't mind them bigger."&nbsp; The feline said, turning to admire her figure in the mirror.&nbsp;  
  
"Well, my master loves mine the way they are."&nbsp; The mouse said proudly.&nbsp; "He never leaves them alone when he visits.&nbsp;&nbsp;He plays with them so much I get sore."&nbsp; Her eyes brightened as she noticed Mary and the fox walk by behind.&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"Hi, Miss Lani!"&nbsp; The mouse waved at their reflection in the mirror.  
  
"Hello, girls."&nbsp; Lani greeted.&nbsp; "We'll just be a minute.&nbsp; Got a little emergency."&nbsp; She led Mary to a stall, the cub barely able to keep from doing an undignified dance.&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  

&nbsp;"Hurreee!"&nbsp; Mary begged quietly.  
  
"Just a few more seconds."&nbsp; Lani assured as she fished out the special key from her pocket.&nbsp; She slid the key into the latch over the cub's tail and the panties loosened.&nbsp; Without hesitating Mary dropped the panties and quickly spun around.&nbsp; Plopping down on the seat just as her bladder refused to hold any longer.&nbsp; She sighed and closed her eyes in relief.&nbsp; When she opened them not only was the fox there, as she expected since she wasn't allowed to do anything without a guard watching anymore, but the three students had gathered at her stall.&nbsp; Mary clutched her legs together.&nbsp; She still couldn't adjust to how little regard for her privacy everyone in this place had.  
  
"Uh, oh."&nbsp; The leopard observed.&nbsp; "A shamemail bikini.&nbsp; I haven't seen one of those in a while."&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
Lani eyed the teens suspiciously.&nbsp; "Don't you have classes to get to?"&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"Not really."&nbsp; The zebra told her.&nbsp; "We're on study hour."&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"Yeah, but you're supposed to spend that time in the library."&nbsp; The fennec informed as she shooed them away.&nbsp; They left, but a few seconds later the mouse popped her head back in.  
  

&nbsp;"Don't worry."&nbsp; She told Mary.&nbsp; "I used to wear those too, but your master will fix it so you don't have to anymore."&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"Okay."&nbsp; Mary said shyly, not knowing how else to respond.&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"Go!"&nbsp; Lani demanded.&nbsp; The mouse stuck her tongue out, revealing a gold stud before turning away with a swish of her long tail.&nbsp; The fox grinned and shook her head as the bathroom door shut behind the students.&nbsp; "Sorry, the blue wing girls have a lot of freedom and know they can get away with more."&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"Oh."&nbsp; The cub frowned in thought.&nbsp; She was still considering the mouse's parting comment.&nbsp;  
  
"You'll be here eventually."&nbsp; Lani assured her.&nbsp; "The harder you work the quicker you'll make it.&nbsp; I know it's tough now, Gloria, but things will get better."  
  
The cub sighed wearily.&nbsp; "Mary."&nbsp; She quietly asserted for what seemed like the millionth time.&nbsp;  
  
The guard's face momentarily looked frustrated, but the bell rang and cut off any comment she was about to make.&nbsp; She glanced at her wristwatch.&nbsp; "Whoops!&nbsp; Looks like you're late for sex ed.&nbsp; I'll have to write you up a pass."&nbsp; Lani rolled toilet paper around her paw.&nbsp; "Alright, I can hear you're done.&nbsp; Bring it up, I can't let you sit here all day."&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  

&nbsp;The cub stood up and leaned forward, allowing the fox to lift her tail and reach under to wipe.&nbsp; Mary wasn't sure why, but she was forbidden to even touch herself down there even for something as basic as wiping.&nbsp; She winced at the feeling of someone else doing it.&nbsp; She was never going to get used to that.&nbsp; The toilet flushed and Lani pulled up Mary's panties, double checking the clasp and snugness around the legs after securing it.&nbsp; The two went to the sinks and washed their paws.&nbsp; Since they were late anyway Lani took a moment to fix Mary's hair.&nbsp; The cub didn't complain.&nbsp;&nbsp;It delayed the inevitable abuse in her next class.&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
"We all fought it at first."&nbsp; The vixen admitted as she pulled the cub's long hair into a ponytail.&nbsp; "Every one of us.&nbsp; In the end you can't change what you are, but there's nothing wrong with what you are.&nbsp; It's a very fulfilling life.&nbsp; A happy life.&nbsp; You'll learn that eventually.&nbsp; This is so much easier if you do what is expected of you, Gloria."&nbsp;&nbsp;  
  
Mary remained quiet.&nbsp; She was growing tired of correcting everyone.

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