Daily routine
The night passes as before, twice she is fucked, by complete strangers, one of them up her arse.
Every day starts with the same routine. In the morning, after showering and going to the toilet, there is exercise, and then a fucking. In the afternoon there are sometimes dancing lessons, where they are taught the traditional dances of the Guff, as well as some of the newer ones. If they make mistakes they are often beaten by one of the teachers their. Often they are forced to dance nude as there are sometimes visitors who enjoy the spectacle of young girls stripped and available for their inspection. Sometimes they are forced to service the visitors, other times they simply dance and are returned to their cells afterwards.
Often they were just taken out and made to walk around the yard, often in the nude. They were still not allowed to talk to anyone.
If there was a punishment, the girls were forced to witness this. The victim was usually bent over a wooden bar and caned across the buttocks. Only 6 strokes were administered, but the squeal of the girl and crack of the cane on her naked arse was enough to keep most of the girls in line. All punished girls were usually fucked several times afterwards by onlookers who took pleasure in watching this kind of thing.
You may wonder where all the men come from, remember that this institution is also a training place for police and guards. Also all the girls are attractive, so it's not difficult to find willing men. Most male employees, there are a few women, enjoy at least one fuck a day, some more vigorous men get in up to five! Everyday! Positions in the institute are heavily sought after, even though the pay is poor!
The girls are also employed in cleaning the offices, allowing another opportunity for the employees to appreciate the attributes of their female inmates. Tatarina is lucky to have a day when she is not fucked at least ten times.
Weekly Checkup
This morning takes on the same routine as other mornings, vigorous exercises in the courtyard ending in the nude of course, followed by another public fucking. She is returned to her cell again to ponder her fate, and rue her stupidity. After lunch a new male guard enters and hands her some clothes he has brought with him from over his arm. She lays them on the bed, surprised at their near normality, half bra, thong panties, ribbon suspenders and stockings, short mini skirt and blouse and jacket, all in shades of blue. He tells her to strip completely. She turns her back on him to undress, but is quickly ordered to turn and face him whilst she disrobes. She is then made to stand before him as he slowly enjoys her nakedness. He walks around her examining every part of her body, as if he has never seen a naked woman before. He nods and tells her to dress. She does finally standing up completely covered. The mini is a bit short and fairly tight barely covering the crack of her buttocks. The tops of her stockings are clearly visible, with the bare flesh at the top of her thighs just under the hem of the skirt. At least she is dressed in clothes for a change.
He then attaches the leash he is carrying to her collar and pulls her from the cell.
She is led through the warren of the building until finally the guard stands in front of a door and raps twice with his knuckles.
"Come"
She hears a man's voice from inside.
The door is opened and she is led in. There are five middle aged men sitting in a semi circle around a chair. They stop talking and look up at Tatarina as she enters. She stands whilst the men examine her, her heart beating wondering what all this is for, whether she is to be released as it has all been a terrible mistake. As she waits she looks briefly around the room. It is plush with a feel of luxury. There is thick carpet on the floor. The walls are lined with books on shelves, there are cupboards under the bookshelves. One of the men waves his arm indicating her to sit on the chair.
She sits carefully on the chair aware of the shortness of her skirt, but is unable to avoid her bare thighs above her stockings from becoming visible as it slides up her legs, she nervously hold her legs together waiting, unsure what to do with her arms, which in the end she rest in her lap. Behind her the door is closed as the guard leaves. .
"69?"
"Yes Sir."
"You know why you are here?"
"No Sir."
"During your stay you will have a weekly checkup to make sure you are on the road to being an obedient subject of the state. This is the first one. Now why are you here today?"
"I'm sorry Sir, do you mean here in this room."
"No stupid girl, at the center."
"Er, I think so Sir."
"Well."
"Er, is it because I wouldn't have sex with the sectional leader?"
"No, it is because you need to be reminded of your place in this society. Do you understand?"
"Er, I think so Sir, yes."
"We will meet with you from time to time to make sure you do know your place. Do you understand why?"
"I think so Sir."
"Good, you must always remember you are here to serve and that means all of the members of Gutteran."
Tatarina sat as the men stare at her, blushing under their gaze, she squeezed her legs closer as she sees their gaze focus on her lap, knowing they could easily see her undies.
"Stand up."
Tatarina slid off the chair unconsciously tugging her skirt down to try to cover her naked thighs.
"She very modest isn't she gentlemen, a proper little lady."
"Very much so, is she a true servant of the state though."
"I'm sure she is."
"She will have to be tested."
"Of course."
The men chuckled, at what Tatarina had no idea. She looked nervously at the men as they talked about her.
"69, take off your panties, and return onto the chair."
Tatarina could hardly believe she heard what they had said, and stood uncertain what to do.
"Come along 69, did you not hear what I said?'
"YYYYes Sir."
Tatarina tried to reach under her skirt but of course it was so tight it rode up her thighs as she reach for the waist band revealing a triangle of blue between her thighs. Her fingers found the edge and pulled down the skimpy material, bending over to slip it down her legs, finally letting it slide to the floor. For a moment the men had a flash of her red pubic hair before she tugged her skirt down. She noted a smile on the face of several of the men as she covered her modesty.
She stepped out of her panties, not sure what to do with them.
"You can leave them on the floor 69."
Tatarina again sat down on the chair, forcing her thighs closely together as she perched on the seat. Again her skirt rode up her legs revealing the tops of her stockings and thighs. Somehow she felt more naked dressed without knickers than if she had been naked.