C27 Detention - Continued

What do you do when you are caught between a tiger and a cheetah? Sarvani cursed the day she had arrived in this god forsaken nation where women had absolutely no rights. The security guard made use of the opportunity to touch her between the legs as she passed by him. She looked ahead, ignoring him for the time being. She would repay him later for this. She had to walk the whole length of the room again to the opposite side of the table. It gave an excellent view to all those present in the room while increasing her shame manifold. The blushing professor was still blushing like a newly married bride, but there was no mistaking the evil glint in his eye that made her heart beat faster with anxiety that increased with each heavy step that she took towards him.

"Have you ever looked at yourself in the mirror?" she looked at him, confused by the question. He was no longer looking at her, forcing her to speak.

"Yes, sir."

"I mean, like this, without any clothes on your body." she blushed like a ripe tomato at the question. she should have known that they would make this detention as difficult as they could for her. She bent her head when she replied.

"No sir."

"Why?"

"My parents would kill me if they saw me do something like that!"

"I wonder how your parents would react if they saw you now." She had no reply to that though she knew she would be either killed along with them or abandoned. She felt her parents would choose to kill her first to end her agony and then kill themselves.

"Ah! Naughty girl! You don't want to answer and so you need to be punished." The color drained from her face. She could only hope that the punishment was not humiliating. How wrong she was! "Bend over the table." The situation had gone from bad to worse. She reluctantly bent over the table trying to hide her face from the fact that her posterior was now exposed to 11 eager eyes. It was made even more difficult when ARK pulled her legs apart exposing the one thing, she did not want to expose to anyone. She closed her eyes mentally preparing herself to be spanked. She remembered how bad she had felt when she had been given a bare bottom spanking in third grade. The feeling was now increased a thousand-fold when she stood in that humiliating position in college at the age of 18. In third grade she had only been given an over the knee spanking but here, the situation was totally different.

The expected punishment never came till she realized that her punishment was to be in that position showing her most intimate part to 11 males in the room. "Enjoy!" The security guard smirked as he left the room. It was followed by a gust of cool air hitting her between the legs. She realized he had placed a stand-fan strategically to increase her discomfort. She hoped that her father would not come to college while she was like this. She stood like that for ages till her legs started shaking. She had to bend a little to stop it and she immediately realized what she had done. Her face started burning due to her helplessness and the horror this land was to women. She felt her shake more and more and she had to sit. Nothing happened when she sat, though she had expected to be punished or at least to be scolded. Emboldened by the lack of reaction, she sat down trying to cover herself as much as possible.

The cool air from the fan started getting colder as time passed by. She had no idea how long she sat like that. Her first shock came when her stomach started growling and the security guard switched on the lights in the room. She realized it had become dark and she would have to go home alone. She would not have her friends with her, nor would be her father able to pick her up. Anxiety ate away at her as she pondered on the most arduous task of going home alone safely. She also didn't know how long the detention would last.

"You realize your position, don't you?" one of the professors asked. She nodded her head. "Alright get dressed." She now knew that she was truly doomed. Walking home from college at night was the most dangerous thing to happen to her. There was no saying what might happen. There was one bus that took her till her house; if she missed that, she would have taken an alternate option that meant walking home from the bus stop. As luck would have it, she missed the direct bus, staring helplessly at the bus that soon vanished out of sight. She now had to take the bus that left her at a bus stop 100 feet from her street and her house was another hundred feet from there. It was easier and quicker to walk home, but she wanted to minimize the risk factor. She had to wait for another half an hour for the bus and luckily the driver stopped the bus, allowing her to board it.

The bus was full of employees returning home. She was the only female passenger in the bus. She cursed God for putting her in these situations. She seemed to have fallen from the pan into the fire. The bus would go a roundabout route to reach her bus stop. So, she was made to go inside the bus, and she was stuck between males who grabbed the chance with both hands. Any reader can imagine what happens when there is a female in the bus and there is no one to stop them. She endured the groping, unable to resist, praying for the bus to go faster and for her ordeal to be over as quickly as possible. When she came home, finally, her mother was waiting for her anxiously. She went to the bathroom to freshen up, washing away all the agony of the day. She finished her dinner quickly and went to bed. But not before her mother had the one question that really mattered.

"Did they stop you?"

"No, mom. I was given detention."

"Did anything happen?"

"No mom. everything was fine." her mother seemed relieved, and they went to bed. her father had a spare key but would always call his wife on the mobile to let them know he had come home. It was a habit he always followed.