The Punishment

Mounika stood shivering as she waited for the punishment her boss was about to announce. She was furious at her boss in India for sending her here. Perhaps he knew what was happening here and had sent her here as a revenge. He had proposed to her and she had rejected him as she loved her cousin and had wanted to marry him. Her boss had not said anything then making her believe that he was a good man. But, he had sent her here and ruined all her chances of getting married to her cousin. She could never marry her cousin now as his family never accepted any female who had been to Sourabha Rajyam and had returned to India.

"You have spoiled the reputation of the company with your little escapade, Mounika. And I thought you were one of my best employees! Obviously, it was a mistake to trust a woman. So, I think it is time you learnt a lesson so that you will not do such a thing again." Karunakar said as he looked sternly at Mounika.

Mounika was puzzled. How could it be her fault that some random strangers had stripped her naked and thrown her out of the bus? How could it be her fault that the TRP hungry media had gleefully telecast her shame to the whole world live? How could it.....?

"So, the first part of your punishment Mounika," he paused breaking her train of thought. " is to work totally naked today. You will also answer any - I repeat any and every question that you are asked. It doesn't matter who asked that question, you have to answer it. If you don't, then the offended male is allowed to taste you!"

"Taste me??? Was she some kind of a food to taste?? How demeaning!" she thought as she listened to her 'punishment'. She still couldn't believe that she was held responsible for her shame rather than as a victim. What hurt even more was that the man who she had looked up to as a role model was the one denouncing her. What was happening? Was there no such thing as gentlemanly behaviour? Why was this country that considered India her sister nation and had almost the same culture, denouncing and shaming women like this? No one back home had prepared her for this.

"You will also allow any male - I repeat - any male who wants to touch you, to let him touch you anywhere he wants . If you refuse or resist, you will be enjoyed by him fully."

"What choice of words! Wah!" Mounika thought. He was using every possible word to verbally humiliate her adding salt to her wounded dignity.

"Then, you will supply tea to the staff and serve them meals, totally naked. After that we shall see about how you go home." He smiled. "He actually smiled???? Was he that kind of a pig-headed, lecherous, male, waiting for an opportunity to exploit women???" She thought sadly. After all, he was a full blooded male, wasn't he? It was foolish of her to expect help from him when the women on the road had not even bothered to look at her, let alone save her.

She glanced at the others in the conference room. Her suspicions were proved to be correct as she saw the male staff looking at her with lust written all over their faces. She was now worried as she thought of the things she would have to face. But, no matter what happened, she wouldn't allow anyone to violate her. She would answer whatever stupid questions they asked, let them touch her, not giving them any chance to outrage her modesty.

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It was easier said than done as she realised what fate had in store for her. She had started the day sitting in the reception counter, attending phone calls and answering queries of customers. But, it had been her own colleagues who had made her squirm in embarrassment with their outrageous questions. Sudhakar had been cruel in particular. She shuddered when she thought what he had done, almost bringing her to the point of refusing to answer his question or his advances. She had narrowly avoided a group sex with his gang by letting him ..... she winced uncomfortably at what he had done to her.

"When did you realise you were an exhibitionist?"

"I am NOT an exhibitionist!"

"Wrong answer! Try again! I do hope you give the wrong answer because... you have lovely, juicy, delicious.... mmmmmmmm.... fill in the blanks for me will you" He leered at her. "Don't answer properly, okay? I want to taste you properly today!"

"Delicious lips, juicy b*****s, s**y thighs, heavenly sweet *****, tantalising hips. Happy now!!!???? Tchah!" she spat in disgust.

"Hahaha! I have been waiting for a long time to ask you these questions!" he replied, gleefully squeezing her boobs and hugging her.

That had been the beginning of a long day of torment as one after the other the male staff would come to her on some pretext asking her the most inappropriate, demeaning questions, watching her discomfort, pressing, biting and leaving marks of her shame all over her body. It didn't require a genius to conclude that she had been ravaged thoroughly by several men, though everyone had restricted themselves to foreplay. They were still too afraid of the boss to take liberties and go against his orders. She had to thank him for exerting that kind of aura over his staff, but now if she had to go home the way she was, every Tom, Dick and Harry would assume she was a PP! That was worse than being raped. She had no energy left by the end of the day as she dragged herself to the Boss's cabin.

"Ahh! Mounika! You seem to have thoroughly enjoyed your punishment like the w***e you are, eh ?!!!!!!" he said making her wince at the word w***e. She didn't say anything for fear of more punishment, which she was in no position to take.

"Wear it!" he commanded as he threw a pattu langa at her. She bent to pick it up and wore it pushing her shame to the farthest corners of her mind. Something was better than nothing! At least she wouldn't have to go home displaying everything to the public! But, is this all she was going to get? She looked up at her boss in confusion. He laughed at her expression making her lower her eyes again, her cheeks burning.

"Though I want to send you home topless, I don't want you to be ravaged before you have to. There!" he said, throwing a voni at her. "That is all you will get from me! The men may not be able to see your **** and ass but let them enjoy the view of your sexy, soft, firm, round b*****s!"

She had silently draped the voni carefully so that it covered her b*****s and had finally been allowed to go. You will repent this, Mr. Karunakar! My mom will make sure of that! You have no idea what she can do when someone messes with her kids! She thought as she climbed down the steps of the building ignoring the comments and stares of the men in the other floors. She had no idea how she had managed to reach home unmolested only to find the door locked!!