The night was humid where two young teachers, Meera and Anitha sat on their beds inside their school teachers quarters wearing their nightwear.
Meera was wearing a thin cotton nightie that ended just below her knees with a cotton slip underneath.
Anitha was wearing a navy blue nighty whose straps revealed her smooth shoulders, with deep maroon slips underneath.
The door creaked open as Shalini and Rekha, two senior teachers of the school quarters, entered in their sarees.
"Stand up," Shalini said in a calm and commanding voice.
Meera and Anitha obeyed as they stood barefoot in front of their seniors.
"Do you understand why we are here?" Rekha asked as she walked in slow circles around them.
"Discipline must be maintained, even at night." She added.
"We'll start with something simple," Shalini said as she caressed the edges of Meera's nightie.
"This fabric is so soft and delicate. Do you feel how it protects you?" She asked as she tugged at it.
"And this? It's revealing for someone so new here," Rekha said as she tugged Anitha’s.
"Raise your hands," Shalini instructed.
Both the girls did so hesitantly.
Slowly Shalini lifted Meera’s nighty, revealing her slip underneath. The nightie was peeled over her head as Meera stood in her cotton slip and innerwear.
Rekha did the same with Anitha as she pulled the nighty upwards and revealed the maroon slip hugging as Anitha bit her lip without resistance.
"The first punishment is simple," Shalini said.
She ran her fingers down the straps of Meera’s slip.
"A few spanks you know, a little firm but not too harsh, in order to remind you of obedience."
She pointed to the small wooden stool in the room.
"Meera, bend over." Shalini said.
Meera hesitated, but she obeyed as her cotton slip stretched over her backside.
Shalini raised her hand and brought it down with a firm slap as Meera gasped and her body jerked forward.
Rekha took Anitha's hand and led her.
"Your turn." Rekha said.
Anitha bent over the stool without hesitation as the lace hem of her slip lifted a bit.
The slap was sharper and louder as Anitha inhaled sharply.
Next, Rekha picked up a thin wooden cane resting against the wall and traced along Meera’s back.
"Three strikes and you need to stay still." Rekha said.
The first stroke landed and it was sharp and stinging across Meera’s backside..By the third, Meera started crying quietly.
Anitha was next as Rekha brought the cane down and Anitha clenched her teeth.
