Trying to Escape

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 am......"

“Hand over your dress to the class leader first.” He proceeded to fill in the date and other details on the blackboard while she stood in shock. Did he really mean to get away with this? Didn’t he know he could be booked under prevention of child abuse laws? Well, she was technically an adult, but she was still in school. So, the law might just hold water.

What if she defied him? “Perhaps you want to kneel down in front of the class showing your bare body to everyone who passed by?” he had still not raised his voice but the threat was quite clear. Instinct told her that he would carry out the threat and she wouldn’t be able to do anything. She had to choose the lesser evil – she shook her head in frustration as she started removing her skirt. The possibility of people seeing her devoid of clothes was lesser in the class when compared to being in the corridor.

The class leader was grinning from ear to ear, twirling his non-existent moustache. He winked at her when she gave him the neatly folded dress, making her face go red. She stood on the teacher's raised platform, trying in vain to cover her modesty.

“Place your hands on your hips.” She was startled at the order that made the boys look at her expectantly and the girls to look at their desks. Her face turned beet red as she complied, leaving nothing to imagine. "Start!" 

"I am Sahithi." he raised his hand again to stop her. 

"This is the first and last time you will say that name again." she looked at him in confusion. "From now on you are P34 which is your roll number. Am I clear?" she nodded her head, the burn on her bottom reminding her that disobedience was not an option. 

"How many have used you?" she was stumped again by the question. What did he mean by that? 

"Sir?" she asked unsure of what to say. He, however, looked surprised at her confusion. 

"Do you mean to say that you are a virgin?" blood rushed into her face again at the question. What kind of school was this? She found it hard to believe that the question was as casual as if he was enquiring about her health. 

She nodded her head unable to utter a word. There was a collective gasp of surprise around the class and she looked at her classmates who were looking at her as if they were seeing an alien. She didn't understand why they were so surprised. 

"Why would anyone waste a beauty like you?" the teacher remarked thoughtfully. "Now don't say that no one touched your assets!" when she stared at him open-mouthed. he came to her and placed one hand on her left breast and the other on her right buttock. 

"Did no one press these?" he asked pressing her assets in his hands making her jerk in shock while her face was red as a tomato. He was genuinely surprised and pleased at the discovery. "Good! Very Good!" he nodded his head with satisfaction and walked back to the blackboard. 

"Face the blackboard and place your hands on your hips." he ordered. "It will take some time for the welts to heal and the pain to go away." he explained. "Apply some cream!" and the monitor walked to the cupboard near the door. 

He returned with a tube that looked like a pain killer, opened the cap and squeezed some of the ointment on her ass and started rubbing it in, applying it thoroughly on both her ass cheeks. Though the ointment gave her aburning sensation initially, the pain was reduced and she felt the air soothe her burning bottom. 

She realized that she would now be able to sit on a chair or a bench. 

"Stay like that till the end of the class." she looked at him but he was now writing the topic of that day's class. He resumed teaching and she was ignored by him and the rest of the class and she found herself listening to the lecture which was quite interesting. 

In fact his teaching style was so remarkable that she did not miss anything that he explained that day. She even forgot everything and was startled when the bell rang signifying the end of the class. She was genuinely sorry that the class ended so soon. 

"You seem disappointed." the teacher remarked as he gathered the attendance register. She nodded her head. 

"Yes Sir. This was the best class I have ever attended." she said honestly. "I learnt a lot today sir. Can I ask a few doubts?" he blushed with pleasure at the praise. After all, that is what any teacher would want to hear from his students, that his class was good. 

Despite his flaws, he was a good teacher. "You can meet me in my office after five." he said. "I can give you half an hour." 

"Thank you so much sir!" she gushed happily. 

"You can get dressed and sit in your place." he said as he walked and out and she looked at herself and screamed in embarrassment. She had been brought back from the heavens into the harsh reality of life- her nudity!