The First Punishment

“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 11^th 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.”