Taming Sayali
Chapter 9
Late Friday afternoon Neelem received a call from Kanan saying that she
would not be able to come over until tomorrow morning. She went on to say that
she was bringing over a young lady from one of her classes who had information
that was quite pertinent to the subject of our discussion, Neelem's daughter,
Sayali. At the time I was out in the courtyard tutoring Sayali on the fine
points of the Sepoy Rebellion. It had been an extremely hot day and the biting
flies had been feasting on her bare body, distracting her somewhat from my
lecture. I had to admit that I was more than a bit distracted myself at the
sight of those beads of sweat that ran down the slopes of her breasts and
dripped off to land on her belly and continue the trip to that musky furnace
that held me in thrall despite my best efforts to be professional.
Earlier in the day Neelem and her daughter had had words on some subject
that I was not privy to. I became aware of the situation only after Sayali had
collected a few new welts on her belly and pubic mound from Neelem. To make
matters worse, Neelem insisted that the girl's mouth be stuffed with a bag of
salt for the rest of the afternoon as further punishment for her disrespect. I
decided not to interfere in this issue and allowed this punishment to be carried
out.
Now that her lessons were finished I decided to remove the gag and give
her some water, being somewhat concerned about her becoming dehydrated to the
point that she might become ill. I was becoming almost immune to her suffering.
I realized, almost dispassionately, that she had been hanging by her wrists from
the hoist for the last six hours, broiling in the harsh heat of the day, being
set upon by all manner of stinging insects and suffering the ravages of an
overwhelming thirst.
The fact that she was stark naked was one thing to which I had not
become immune. I still enjoyed watching her tawny body shift and turn as she
hung there helplessly. I still was a victim of those disturbing urges to have my
way with that shapely body. I wondered if Neelem realized I was still strongly
attracted to this lithe teenager. I laughed to myself at that thought, of course
she knew, Neelem was a very wise woman. I knew that she still considered Sayali
to be under her protection, despite the lead role she had allowed me to take in
taming this creature of curves and hollows that were so tempting to my baser
side.
As promised, Kanan was accompanied by a girl probably the same age as
Sayali. Prior to their arrival I had taken the precaution of leaving Sayali in
the pit hanging from her wrists and securely gagged. In this way she would be
effectively out of sight as far as our young visitor was concerned. After a few
pleasantries and the usual pot of tea we sat back and waited for whatever
revelation Kanan and her companion had to offer.
The look on Neelem's face was initially one of disbelief as the girl
began to describe some of the activities that she said Sayali had been involved
in at the school. According to her, Sayali was quite active sexually with both
other female members of her class and form, as well as young men from a
neighboring academy catering to sons of the wealthy, who loitered at a safe
distance from her school for the express purpose of enticing Sayali and others
like her into having sexual congress with them.
Disbelief turned to anger as the girl began providing details of all
that had been going on for the entire semester. It seems that Sayali enjoyed
having mutiple partners whenever she had a dalliance. According to the girl on a
number of occasions the boys had taken Sayali to a nearby apartment in order
that she could be gangbanged by up to a dozen of them in a single session, many
of whom had her more than once and even in all of her orifices. I thought Neelem
would have apoplexy when the girl made that particular claim.
Of course Neelem challenged the girl to show proof of what she claimed.
She was silent for a time, refusing to answer Neelem. Just before Sayali's
mother could claim victory in this matter, Kanan instructed the girl to remove
her clothing. We both were stunned by this action on her part, but even more
amazed that the girl complied. She slowly removed her jacket and then slid her
skirt down, now standing there in her white cottom underpants and blouse. At a
wave from Kanan she dispensed with the blouse. For her age she was very well
endowed despite the baby fat that still clung to her hips, thighs and belly. I
could hardly fail to notice the damp spot covering much of the crotch in her
panties, but I was more impressed by how her heavy breasts strained the straps
of her bra, digging into the flesh of her shoulders.
"Remove everything so that they may see your shame and the proof that
Neelem wishes to have." I heard Neelem's sharp intake of breath as the girl's
full breasts were revealed. I too was taken aback at what was revealed. Those
two plump melons were covered with uncounted welts, cuts and bruises. I could
see that they had been put there over a long period of time, since some were
almost healed while others looked so raw that they must have been created within
the last few days. Upon closer examination it became apparent that more than one
implement had been used on those firm globes.
While I was grappling with what had occurred to those fine youthful
breasts, she removed her panties and this time I heard Neelem's voice as she
took in the condition of the girl's pubic mound. "Oh my god! What could have
happened to this poor thing. Who could have been so cruel to do such a thing!"
Her plump pudenda was crisscrossed with deep welts and fresh open cuts that were
thickest in the area of her slit. It could be seen that something like a cane
had been used to cut those thin cunt lips to pieces on more than one occasion.
It even appeared that some monster had deliberately tried to whip her most
intimate region since her gash was raw and swollen.
Kanan made a circling motion and the girl turned slowly to let us see
her backside. Her buttocks had been turned into two chunks of raw flesh. It was
not possible to even estimate how many welts and cuts had been put into her
cheeks. She bore a very fresh set of deep weals that could only have been made
by a weighted cane. I found myself automatically counting the deep furrows, one
dozen in all, that were etched into the raw meat comprising her bottom, almost
as if I was trying to displace myself from the horror that had been perpetrated
on this youthful female by a sadistic monster.
"Who did such a thing to this child! I want to know his name so I can
report him to the authorities!" exclaimed Neelem as her maternal instincts came
to the fore. Kanan sighed and looked up as she responded, " It was not a he, it
was mostly her mother. I am responsible for some, especially the most recent
ones decorating her buttocks. This creature deserved every mark she displays and
even more for being so difficult about what had been transpiring at the school,
and who was involved. I am responsible as a teacher for the reputation of this
place of learning. I make no apologies for what I did out of necessity."
Then Kanan gave us the full story about how this young girl came to be
so brutally mistreated, and why almost everything that happened to her or would
happen to her in the future was done with her own interests at heart. Even
before Kanan began to suspect Sayali of grave misconduct at school, this one,
her name was Harsha, had already developed a reputation as one of those wantons
who lived only to pursue men. She was an extreme case considering her tender
years, having just turned fifteen. Kanan attempted to intervene and was rudely
rejected. This only made her redouble her efforts to rehabilitate this young
trollop.
Kanan managed to discover one of the many places where this teen tramp
held liaisons with some of her many sex partners. In this particular case it was
with a much older man, one who could have been her father. At great risk to
herself she took a number of pictures showing Harsha and this man copulating.
Having obtained incontrovertible evidence of this slut's wanton behavior, she
had a meeting with the girl's parents where she displayed the damning
photographs.
They were outraged and vowed to discipline their daughter for this
unacceptable behavior. Kanan also noted that the mother seemed even more
frightened by the fact that Harsha was not using any obvious method of
contraception, and that her father had developed a rather embarrassing erection.
Since the emphasis would be the application of severe corporal punishment they
needed to get permission from the school to allow her to be excused from
physical exercise and the accompanying showers that the students were required
to take afterwards. Kanan made the arrangements in exchange for the right to
punish Harsha once a week, usually on Friday afternoon after class, at her
apartment. For the last eight weeks the girl had been dutifully visiting Kanan
for a caning, as well as a lecture on her antisocial behavior. She was also
interrogated about the type of punishment she was receiving at home.
The girl was being exclusively disciplined by her mother. To incentivize
the woman to make sure that her tramp of a daughter was spared nothing, her
father had sex with Harsha before each discipline session. He would then go out
of his way to extol her virtues as a prostitute, claiming her to be a more
skillful bedpartner than his wife of nearly twenty years. This would infuriate
the woman. To make matters worse the father insisted that his daughter always be
naked in his presence.
Except for when she was in her period, Harsha was sodomized by her
father who had a very large and extremely thick sex organ. He did her every
evening before dinner, and her mother then proceeded to thrash the girl to
within an inch of her life once the dishes had been done and the father settled
down to watch his favorite television programs.
For the first week or two she bled after each sex session with her
father. During her period he would use her vagina since it was impossible for
her to get pregnant at that time of the month. At those times he would also have
sex with her more frequently, at least twice daily during the week, and if she
was "in season" during the weekend, she would receive his attentions three and
sometimes four times in a day. Naturally that meant that the number of beatings
she would get daily also increased.
The mother concentrated on whipping her breasts, pubes and buttocks,
saying that those three areas were what tempted her husband as well as all the
other men she had sex with. She used everything from a strap to switches that
were fresh cut from the bushes that grew in the garden at the rear of the house.
Her favorite weapon was her husband's heavy belt and she spent hours decorating
the tawny flesh of her wayward daughter with this symbol of male authority.
Kanan had searched far and wide in the city for a shop that could
provide her with a more suitable implement for chastising this immoral girl. An
acquaintance who was into the more bizarre side of life in this city directed
her to a specialty shop that for a very high price, provided her with a cane
suitable for her purposes. What made this implement even more unique was that it
could be deliberately weighted to inflict even worse punishment to the deserving
miscreant.
At their initial punishment session Kanan offered the girl a way to
reduce the terrible beatings that she would be getting from her. Naturally this
offer was not made until Kanan had given her unprotected buttocks a dozen of the
best, using the weighted version of the cane. Twice during the beating Harsha
had collapsed in tears from the terrible pain created in her soft cheeks as the
leather wrapped cane ripped into them.
In exchange for licking Kanan's deliberately unwashed pubic mound for
half the time normally devoted to her punishment, she would receive only half
the number of strokes, and if she also chose to use her talented tongue to delve
into Kanan's back passageway, her punishment would be reduced to a mere three
strokes of the cane, weighted of course. Harsha had become quite adept at
pleasuring both of Kanan's entrances, and these days her bottom, with one major
exception, was the better for her diligence.
Kanan's story and the sight of the naked teenager with those cruel cuts
and welts emphasizing her most enticing spots had put me into a state that was
not suitable for polite society. It was apparent that in telling her story Kanan
had ventured away from civility as well, but not to the same degree as myself. A
glance towards Neelem who was breathing heavily and had a flushed face indicated
that Kanan's story had scored there too. It was Neelem who broke the mood.
"I admire your candor and what this little tramp is receiving is what I,
as a parent would also prescribe for her. However this is not proof that these
accusations from her are true, to the contrary. Perhaps she is cultivating you
in hopes that things may go even easier for her as far as you are concerned.
Have you thought of that?" It was Kanan's turn to smile and reply.
"I believe that if you count the fresh cuts on her bottom you will find
that she took a dozen of the best on Friday, the day I was unable to visit. This
is the reason for my delay. I had to assure myself that she was not playing up
to me. Be advised that she speaks the truth, for she knows what would be in
store for her if her accusations were false. I would beat her bloody and then
have her raped daily until she was impregnated by those degenerates who lurk
around the school. I know just how happy that would make her parents. In fact I
might even suggest to you that she could replace Sayali in the pit if her
statements prove to be untrue."
The dark skinned teacher's answer obviously had some effect upon Neelem
who seemed to be deep in thought. I too was wondering how to verify what Harsha
had just revealed to us. Perhaps it might be beneficial if she was given the
opportunity to confront Sayali and let her hear what she had just told us. I
raised this thought as a suggestion, and it was quickly accepted by the other
two. To make the effect on Sayali even more believable I urged that Harsha not
only remain naked, so Sayali could see what she was enduring for her immoral
behavior, but she also be restrained to make it understood tht she too was a
prisoner of her family and that the treatment they were dealing out to her made
what Sayali was experiencing appear as nothing but a mild nuisance.
(To be continued)
