“Um...where is my uncle?” Sahithi asked tentatively. She was still nervous in this institution.
“Oh, he left.” The warden replied nonchalantly. He turned towards the 18 year old male standing at the door. “Take her to room 14.” He busied himself with some paperwork that was pending.
“Um...sir? What about the key to the room?”
“There’s no key. There is no door to lock. Now go. I have work to do.” Sahithi was flabbergasted.
“No door to the girls’ rooms?” she blurted out in shock. “How can that be possible?”
“We need to check the girls are following the rules. So, no doors.” His tone was careless as if it was the most natural thing to remove doors to girls’ rooms. Now, go. Don’t waste my time.” there was a hint of irritation in his voice.
“But sir, girls need some privacy.” He still didn’t look up.
“For what?” she stared at him incredibly, unable to believe her ears.
“What do you mean by that?” he looked at her slowly, as if he was dealing with an irritating mosquito.
“Are you challenging my authority?”
“I am trying to be reasonable.”
“Listen here girl. As far as this hostel is concerned, I am the absolute authority. Everyone follows my orders. No questions asked. Now, move it!” he glared at her but instead of feeling afraid, she was still confused.
“How can you not have doors? Especially, when the staff is all male? What if something happens to us? What if something happens to me?” the warden closed his eyes and started flexing his fingers into a fist in an obvious attempt at self control.
“If you are not out of my room by the time I count to five, I will give you a nice bare-bottom spanking.”
“No way!” she couldn’t believe that the warden was threatening her. She might still be a student of 11th grade, but she was eighteen! She was an adult! And this man had the guts to threaten her with spanking.
“One!”
“Oh, come on! This is ridiculous!”
“Two!”
“Please stop it!”
“Three!”
“Are you crazy?”
“Four!”
“This is ...this is...”
“Five!” the man opened his eyes and found her standing before his desk. His eyes narrowed in a deep frown. Then he swung his revolving chair around and was behind her in an instant, dragging her by the hair to a log like device. He secured her hands and legs to this log-like device that seemed to be made of rubber and was 4 feet long and 2 feet wide. Sahithi found her ass in the air and realised that this device was ideal for spanking.
“You can’t be serious!” she was stunned that someone would dare to spank an eighteen year old. Her shock turned into apprehension as he lifted her skirt exposing her round, white bottom making her blush with embarrassment and shame. “Please, No!”
“You should have thought of that before defying my orders.” He sneered, looking at her. “Now face the consequences!” She struggled to be free, but the belt securing her to the device held firm. “I will give you five, since it is your first mistake. But, defy orders again and you will it impossible to sit on a bench or a chair in the class.”
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Sahithi lay on the bed in her room, tears flowing down her cheeks. She had never been treated so shabbily before by anyone. Even her aunt never dared to beat her, though she had the power and authority as the kin.
“Mom! Why did you have to die? Look what has happened? Who will comfort me now?” her heart cried in anguish. “Who will protect me now dad? Why did you all have to leave me alone and helpless?” she sobbed. The cool breeze blowing through the window and the door caressed her burning bottom. Though she had taken only five hits, they were the most painful as he had used his full force to administer them on her soft seat. What was even more humiliating was that the skirt had been tucked up to her waist, informing the whole world what her punishment was. For the first time in her life, she was afraid.
The woman towered over the five year old kid, hands on her hips showing her exasperation. The kid, covered with flour from head to toe, stood with a puppy dog expression which seemed to anger the woman more.
“Sahi! You little devil! Look at the mess you have created!” she scolded the kid. “Why did you come into the kitchen when I told you not to?”
“I am sorry aunty. I wanted to help you.” The kid spoke in a timid voice, clearly frightened. “It fell accidentally.”
“Who will clean all this mess?”
“I will aunty.”
“And create more mess? No thanks!” she looked at the kitchen floor full of wheat flour. “Why do I always get the back breaking tasks?” she set to work cleaning up the mess cursing the child who had done it.
As she swept the wheat flour into a corner and shovelled it into a garbage bag, she couldn’t help muttering. “Such a waste! And such a spoiled brat!” Five year old Sahithi stood in the kitchen, her eyes full of tears.
“I really didn’t mean to do it aunty.”
“You still here?” her aunt came towards her, her intent very clear. “What you need is a nice spanking.” Just as she raised her hand, it was caught by someone. She turned her head to see her brother looking livid.
“How dare you try and hit a sweet child like that!” he spat. “Small kids do make a mess. We have to allow that. Beating is the last option to reform anyone. Especially someone like Sahi!” his eyes rained fire as he scolded her. “Never lay a hand on my daughter again! Never!”
Sahithi woke up from her dream, feeling someone shake her. She blinked at the person standing before her. “Mom? Dad?” There was an amused chuckle.
“Wake up sleepy and wash your face! We need to go to the mess hall for dinner.” A gruff voice spoke making her rub the sleep out of her eyes. What she saw surprised her. She was looking at one of the thinnest men she had ever seen. Yet, there was something about this man that made her wary.
“Who are you?”
“I am your group leader. Now, make haste or we will both miss dinner.”
“You are what?”“I will explain on the way. Now wash your face quickly.” Sahithi stared at the man for a while before realising she was indeed hungry.“Where is the washroom?”“Come with me.” He turned and walked out of the room and despite her misgivings, Sahithi followed him. She was slowly coming round to the fact that everything here was drastically different from what she had seen till then.“Just like those evil gits to join me here!” she ground her teeth in frustration. “Just wait till I make you pay back with interest.” The man stopped and turned towards her.“Pardon?” she realised she had spoken her thoughts aloud.“Nothing. I wasn’t talking to you.” He gave a weird look at her.“This is the wash basin.” He pointed to her. “The bathrooms and toilets are over there.” He ch
The day was bright and Sahithi was in great spirits as she took in the benefits of the morning sun. Since childhood she had been rising up early in the day to watch the sun rise and as a result she received plenty of Vitamin D that those orange rays of the sun. She was ready to face a new day with renewed vigour. She went on a tour of the washrooms, finding no one there. However, what struck her odd was the lack of separate bathrooms. It was obvious they had to bathe in the hall like area. She took a deep sigh and got ready before anyone else woke up. “Hey, when did you get up?” Betsy asked as Sahithi came in. “An hour ago.” “Ah, I see. As you fall into the routine you will not be able to get up so early.” Sahithi smiled and started reading the Bhagavadgita. It was her habit to start the day with at least a few slokas from the Gita that gave her enough mental strength, vigour and energy to face the day. Betsy stared at her for a long time before getting ready. “Why? Is the schedul
This time Sahithi was better prepared as she knew the only way to escape was to bite down her pain and do what they told her to. Her best chance lay in following their words to the letter. She prepared herself mentally for the stroke that was about to come but despite steeling her mind she still could not help crying out in pain at the sting on her bottom that brought tears in her eyes. "One." she said gritting her teeth to shut out the pain. "Thank you sir." "See? It was not so difficult after all!" she ground her teeth at those words but what could she do? The second stroke was even harder than the first one and she wiggled her ass before managing "Two. Thank you sir." The teacher came near her and placed his hand on her ass cheeks and she jerked involuntarily. "Enough!" he said. "Leave her." she got up grateful for the reprieve. "Tell us about yourself." She had by then lowered her skirt and restored her dignity. with a face red as a beetroot she started introducing herself. “I
Sahithi felt her bum burn and snapped out of her thoughts. The teacher was staring daggers at her sending chills down her spine. It was obvious he had spanked her but she couldn’t understand the fear she felt with this teacher. There was something odd about him that rang alarm bells in her mind.“First you insult me with your insolence. Then, you start day dreaming. Who do you think you are?” she gulped at those words.“Sorry sir. I was distracted.”“Oh yeah?” he sneered. “Solve the problem on the board and I will let you be ‘distracted’.” He stressed the word ‘distracted’ making her blush in embarrassment. This had never happened before so she was a bit ashamed. Still, she gazed at the board and was a bit shocked to see what was written there. “Move to the teacher’s table and explain your solution.”There was only one word on the board – Ca
What had started as a bright had become a nightmare for Sahithi as she sat through the post lunch classes. The word had already spread about her rebellious attitude and the teachers seemed determined to snuff it out as soon as they could. Her bottom bore the marks of discipline meted out to her for outrageously silly reasons. As she listened to the lectures her mind drifted to her experience in the previous school. “Varna system was explained by Sri Krishna in the Bhagavadgita very clearly dispelling the doubts of Arjuna that are unfortunately the doubts of most of the people today.” Her Sanskrit teacher had said. As can be seen in the slokas 1.39 through 1.44, Arjuna talks of caste purity, a fear of inter-varna marriages, change of one’s varna, etc. He appears to be afraid that the society will be spoiled if people change the varna of their birth and appears to be advocating a varna based on birth.”
Sahithi lost count of the time as she stared at the book, turning pages without really reading anything. She just wanted to get this over with.“Tell me,” the professor asked suddenly. “what the author says in the first page.” She was startled by the sudden question. “Do you think you can fool me by turning the pages?” he was far more perceptive than what she had given him credit for. “Read the pages aloud from the beginning.”She knew there was no escaping this time. As she read the words aloud her eyes grew wide in shock at the blatantly negative portrayal of the varna system. It was worse than what was given in textbooks prescribed by the board of education. “India is divided into four castes which are based on birth.” The book started. “It is a rigid system which cannot be changed. Lord .... was responsible for challenging this system and the Indians should be grateful that he removed o
“Where were you the whole night?” Amulya demanded as Sahithi walked in tired and hungry. She was fully dressed though only she knew how much she had suffered the previous night.“Don’t ask.” She said with a low voice. “It was a nightmare.”“Take my advice, never raise your voice or say anything against the teachers and you will be fine.” Sahithi’s eyes flared up in anger.“And stay a mute spectator to the atrocities of these horny, sadistic maniacs?”“Do you have a death wish?” they turned towards the door and saw the group leader looking very serious. “Not only did you not inform me about your detention, but you stay away from the hostel the whole night. I had to face the scoldings of the warden!”“So that is my fault? I thought you were all well informed about everything that happens around here.”“That doesn&rsqu
The Annual parade was a big event where all the staff and students were involved. This was the first cultural event in the year that aimed at bringing the best from everyone. Since Sahithi had decided to put her head down, she tried to gather some information about the mega event.“What is this parade the principal talked about?” she asked Amulya who was sitting beside her.“It is a mega event that kick starts the academic year.” She replied. “It is divided into two parts – outdoor event and indoor event.”“The outdoor event is done by the selected members from the staff and students.” piped in Betsy. “Since you are a transfer student, you will be in the indoor event.”“Selections are done based on how well the staff and students have performed in the previous year. This is usually done at the end of the academic year and the selected members get practice sessions before