Every girl
had tears in her eyes. Hot tears turning cold on their cheeks as they pour down on the ground. All girls were in
their tight dark green uniforms. The pant was thin and making them feel cold. The
shirt was also meager making it even worse for the chilly weather. The girls
did not mind the weather as they were crying and eagerly waiting to get a
glimpse of their teacher, their mentor or possibly their life coach.
Just the
thought of him made some girls’ butt clench, reviving the memories when they
were spanked with a cane. The cold weather made the memory more livid as they
were spanked only in the cold weather and never in summer.
The cold was
making some girls remember the glorified past they had with their teacher. Being
made murga out in the cold. They were made to wear shorts which exposed the
thighs completely when they went into murga. They were allowed to wear
sweaters, socks and shoes and head caps to protect them from catching a cold. Only
their thighs were left bare. The chill made their skin freeze and the murga
punishment made the legs break from pain. It was very painful and embarrassing
but the girls now knew it was all necessary to prepare them for life.
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