Sunita, Marine and Preeti were awaiting just outside. Sunita had discreetly taken off the knickers she had kept on and swept them under a chair. She was allowed in with no problem. Swathri led the small group outside. It was really cold there and Gupta had to keep a firm hand on Leena's arms to push her forward. The other girls were put to attention in a line behind her.
- You're about to watch the first of you to be punished for her second offence in a row! The punishments afterwards are left to my discretion! You had better try to behave, Leena! An important rule when you are standing at attention : you are never allowed to move even a finger. If the wind pushes up your skirt, you may not push it down with your hands even if it entails showing off your bare cunt and ass to the assistance. In fact, you should never touch your skirt for any reason, except to take it off or if someone in authority orders you to lift it either to show you off or to fuck you. Yes, your husbands may not be invited in these premises but Mr Gupta or our director Mr Peter may fuck any punished girl they may fancy. Peter is just not allowed to fuck his buxom wife Leena. So your lovely friend will spend the night with our good Gupta unless he publicly shames her by declining the possibility.
Just to illustrate Swathri's lecture, a whirlwind gale swept through the court yard. The skirts of the four girls in uniform were pulled up in total disarray. Their bare asses and cunts were totally exhibited. When the gale winds ebbed down, the skirts remained bunched to their waist. It must be put to their credit that none of them tried to smooth down their skirts or try to hide their most intimate treasures.
- Good, girls, you're beginning to learn! In a few weeks, you'll be able to stay that cool even in a crowd of strangers. You'll rearrange your skirts only when you're dismissed unless you're told not to do it. Now, Mr Gupta, our dear executioner, apply the punishment to dear Leena.
Gupta made Leena bend down at her waist and grab her ankles in her hands.
- I don't want to listen to your wails as you're properly chastised. So I'll gag you.
Gupta didn't produce a ball gag as everyone had expected but a long black dildo gag that he made her swallow to the hilt. It was eight inches long and rather wide. Her jaws were pushed out and the tip of the dildo was well down her throat. He told Leena to brace for the first series of three strokes on her left buttock. He lifted the cane quite high and in a swift movement brought it down. The cane made a hissing sound as it whizzed into the hair and a resonating hit on the top of the buttock. Leena jumped as if she had been branded. A one inch weal was decorating her bottom.
Gupta lifted again the cane. He waited a minute then, savoring the fright of Leena who was awaiting anxiously the next stroke. She had closed her eyes not to see the cane. She was puzzled not to receive the second stroke and she opened her eyes. It was surely the moment Gupta had been awaiting. Another swoosh and a grueling noise when it hit home. All the girls had felt the stroke catching their own buttock. The second line of fire on Leena's bottom was exactly parallel to the first one. Gupta this time didn't delay for the third stroke.
Gupta let the pain sink into Leena's mind for a couple of minutes. He couldn't take as much time as he would have liked as Leena was already blemished by the coldness. She may faint soon. He repositioned himself for a better angle of attack and soon three other stripes of swollen red weals decorated her other ass cheek. He was sufficiently wise to put a thick comforter around Leena's body while she cooled down somewhat.
The other girls were still at attention, their eyes focused on the sobbing figure of Leena in front of them. They were cold too but they had not been given the luxury of a comforter.
Five minutes later, Gupta pulled away the only protection of Leena. She clutched it in her wrists desperately as she perfectly knew that Gupta would soon resume the caning of her bottom. He ripped it from her hands, threw the comforter on the ground and lifted his cane. He had aimed it with the precision of an expert. The second set of stripes were applied with the same strength, at the same distance from one another. Where the two sets overlapped, a red bruise appeared. Her buttocks waere now a patchwork of deep red, fiery pink and white unblemished zones, some sort of a humane tartan. Leena would understand what had inspired the tartan of their clothes.
- I hope it'll serve as a lesson to you all, girls. I think that your husbands have never used such an implement on your bottoms! When you return home, I would like you all to offer a punishment cane to them, to use it on your bottoms when you err or don't abide to their instructions!
- Girls, here are your last instructions for tonight. You have a cold meal served in your rooms. You may retire, go to sleep or try to find some solace with your friends. You're not to frig yourself alone! You may go to another room or visit the premises freely but you must wear your full uniform at any time. Until I give you other instructions, you are not allowed outside the building unless accompanied by Gupta, Peter or myself!
Gupta took from a bag on the ground a dog collar he fitted around Leena's neck. He attached a short leather leash to it and led her away to the first floor where the staff apartments had been installed. Leena felt considerable relief, not to be exposed to the cold air and rain any more. She knew that she had still to service the little fat Gupta but she was used to it now.
Her ass was beginning to really smart as blood came back to it. Cold had numbed the pain and now she was feeling it more and more. He pushed her on the arm of an antique upholstered armchair that nobody had taken when the school had closed, for sure. It was just at the appropriate height : her head rested on the flat part, her feet were flat on the floor and her striped bottom was pointing to the ceiling. Gupta grabbed a bottle of peanut oil and poured some on her ass. He massaged it into her ass crack, pushing as much as he could into her ass hole.
So, Gupta wanted to bugger her, as an appetizer. It was not surprising as her bottom was fiery red, attracting certainly all the attention. She braced for the inevitable pain when Gupta's belly and crotch would brush against her inflamed ass cheeks. He greased his own cock and entered her without any difficulty. Pain engulfed her suddenly when his pubic hair came in contact with her buttocks. She opened her mouth and spit out the cock gag she had kept so far. She could scream now and it helped to relieve somewhat the pain she was enduring. It was making her clamp on his cock and Gupta seemed to enjoy it particularly as he rammed his cock into her ass hole.
Leena felt the first twinges of pleasure in the middle of her searing pain when she felt Gupta flooding her bowels with his jizzm. Damn, a few minutes more and she would have cummed with him! Gupta surprised her a few minutes later when he had regained his breath, when he disengaged from her arse quite carefully and applied a salve on her still raw ass cheeks. She found the explanation, soon after : there was a webcam in a corner of the room and a red light showed that it was operating. Someone was watching them : Swathri, Peter or both unless it was Kyrhan from his far away palace in India?
The pain immediately ebbed down to a rather pleasant warmness feeling on her bottom as long as no pressure was applied to the most swollen zones of her bottom.
Leena couldn't sit down for the time being, so Gupta put her back on her belly on the arm of the leather armchair, just in the same position he had buggered her quite casually. He just made her move just a few inches back and presented his cock once more to her. It was nibbling now her cunt lips. She parted instinctively her feet as wide as she could to open herself to him. Everything considered, it was the common duty of any submissive female in presence of any domineering male. Gupta rewarded her immediately by caressing her clit. The minor climax she felt let her speechless. He rammed his cock to the hilt into her tight sheath and began to ream her as if she was still a tight virgin.
Leena soon lost the count of the climaxes Gupta provided her. She was rolling with them, one of them in full delicious blossom, another dimming away while another one was developing into her loins. She was sure that all the girls in the building knew that the harshly caned Leena was really enjoying what was done to her now. She hoped that Peter could hear her too. He would be reassured!
When she finally fell into sleep, completely exhausted, in Gupta's close embrace, Leena dreamed. They were rather lewd dreams from a sex addict submissive woman : someone filmed her frolicking with Gupta and sent a copy to all her friends and parents. She was ordered to organize a show for her staff and their friends. When they had seen the video, she was to walk in between them and let them use her as they wanted. . .
When she woke up, Gupta gave her a complete uniform she had to put on. Before she left, he made her suck him at the door of his bedroom. So early in the morning, nobody would walk the corridors. So it was just for the fun of it.
The five girls, freshly showered, went down at 7 AM precisely to prepare breakfast for themselves but also for Gupta, Swathri and Peter. They chatted happily together. Leena was questioned about the pain she endured when she was caned and afterwards when Gupta buggered her but what frightened them probably the most was the perspective to be exposed for nearly an hour naked to the rain, snow, hail and wind. None of them seemed particularly anxious about servicing Gupta and eventually Peter together. Several of them had been serviced by Kyrhan and his brother Shomeer or his friend Dan and the little Gupta seemed like a dwarf in comparison with his one hundred and ten pounds, just a little more than half of Dan's weight and a third of Kyrhan's!
