The naked trio describe their experiences

Having dispensed the required discipline with the maximum efficiency, Julia asks each of the girls in turn how they've been finding their first day of nudity punishment, starting with Johanna. Unsurprisingly, all three have been extremely distressed by the ordeal, traumatized is perhaps not too strong a word. Even amongst those inured to the reality of baring their delectable bodies at a moment's notice, to be mercilessly thrashed for even the most minor of failings, being constantly on display and subject to continual correction without any respite at all has clearly taken its toll.

Johanna relates how her initial trip to acquire the ballet boots she now wears was filled with anxiety, because she wasn't fully in uniform until she put them on. That first, short journey shook her natural confidence as she was spanked more than a dozen times either for flaunting herself or for demonstrating unacceptable bashfulness. Every correction she made to her posture or behaviour seemed to displease the next person she met and it only became worse when she donned the boots and found there was no chance of walking in them unaided without practice.

Although she dutifully picked up a webcam from the porters' lodge and fitted it in her room to ensure she never had any privacy, she was able to ignore the unblinking eye and prepare for her date without distraction. However, she did feel guilty when her roommate got back, since she too would be under constant surveillance until Johanna's nudity punishment was over.

The date itself was deeply embarrassing, not to mention acutely painful, thanks to the innumerable chastisements she received. She was never able to completely forget that she was enduring a nudity punishment, despite the distraction of her paramour's presence. In this morning's lectures, she and Lorelei were called to the front of the lecture theatre as an example to the rest of the students, a mortifying experience in itself. Afterwards, football training was another humiliation and even though she was allowed to swap her placard and ballet boots for the usual safety gear, her team mates and coaches made sure she felt their displeasure at the notion she had brought the squad into disrepute.

By the time her account is over, the Asian sportswoman is crying quietly at the memories and you're sure the nudity punishment system will be an effective and much feared tool in the disciplinarian's armoury.

Amelia did not join the ranks of the nude until a few hours after her companions and she was so shell-shocked by the experience that she didn't really appreciate the full horror until this morning, when she attended cheerleading practice, which attracted an unusually large crowd, most of which seemed to be intent upon disciplining her for parading herself during the routines. The blonde is also in tears by the end of her recitation, quite appalled by the realization that she'll be cheering at tomorrow's football match in the altogether in front of several thousand spectators.

Lorelei's period of enforced nudity began much like her tute-partner's, except that instead of a date, she was preparing for a trip to the pub to hone her interpersonal skills. All three of the young ladies are in agreement that being monitored in their rooms isn't overly concerning, because they try to maintain an acceptable standard of behaviour at all times, even when alone, but then, they would hardly admit otherwise.

She crawled all the way to the pub rather than use public transport, picking up many quite intense spankings on the way from pedestrians who were shocked by their first sight of a nudity punishment in progress. She felt especially ashamed during this journey, as if she had deliberately sought out her fate by her misbehaviour, which couldn't be further from the truth. Once at the hostelry, it had taken all her skills at dissimulation not to cower and flee in terror before the anger and disgust her appearance caused. However, her polite persistence bore fruit and she was eventually able to get the practice she had gone for, although at the expense of near-constant thrashings.

Following her humiliation at the lecture theatre this morning, Lorelei was quite lucky in that her supervised exercise regimen involves yoga and aerobic training, both of which traditionally take place naked at the university anyway. Although very red in the face at having to describe her tribulations over the past twenty hours, she is the only one not to be reduced to tears by the recollection.

You realize the large crowd which has gathered has been held rapt by the tales of female suffering, but now a faint hubbub gains volume behind you. Julia's steady voice, used to lecturing to a room full of students on creaky benches, cuts through the conversation effortlessly.

"I'm glad that the nudity punishments seem to be effective, but it's vital that such an exemplary chastisement should be as intensely unpleasant as possible, so I'd like you each to think about how the university can make the experience even more horrible and distressing for you. Jo, why don't you start?"

There follows a moment of hush as the spectators, along with you, contemplate the insidiousness of asking the very women being punished how best to increase their torment to even greater heights. The nude teenagers in question take the same time to try to come up with something sufficiently cruel or degrading to appease the Tutor for Women.

"Perhaps," Johanna begins diffidently after a few seconds, "our use of furniture could be restricted or modified to make it more difficult or humiliating. For instance, instead of sitting at a table, whether for a meal or work, we could have to stand, or kneel on a chair or the floor, so that our bums are on display and everyone can see the spankings we've taken." She pauses again, then adds another idea. "Maybe we should only be allowed to use beds under supervision, that is by a woman over thirty or a man, otherwise we'd have to sleep on the floor if nobody invited us to share their bed."

She looks as though she's trying to think of something else, but Julia lets her stop, with the words "Very good, Jo. What about you, Amelia?"

The beautiful cheerleader looks rather apprehensive, but replies immediately, so she must have prepared something in mind while Johanna was speaking.

"I think the worst thing would be if we weren't allowed to use the lavatory without permission—and weren't allowed to ask for it, either, we'd just have to wait for someone to give it!"

A gasp from behind you shows that the difficulty of this is not lost on the audience. Anyone on nudity punishment would be dependent upon others keeping track of when then might need to go and giving them permission in time. The expressions on the other students' faces can't quite hide their disquiet at the prospect.

"Yes, that's possible, Mee. Lorelei, what are your ideas?"

The slender teen blushes furiously and suggests the following. "I think it would make things especially difficult for us if we constantly had to prove we weren't getting turned on by being naked in public. Even if we were being good, it would be incredibly shameful and if we weren't, well, I can't imagine the disgrace I'd feel, not to mention the punishment."

"What do you mean, prove you're not getting turned on?" The Tutor for Women asks.

"Um," Lorelei looks down at herself, "I mean—"

"No," Julia interrupts her, "don't tell us, show us."

You didn't think it was possible for Lorelei to go any redder, but she proves you wrong and she shuffles her legs a bit further apart and inserts her middle and ring fingers into her well-whipped twat, forcing them painfully up as far as they will go, before pulling them out to show that they're dry and not glistening with arousal. You believe her about the demonstration being incredibly shameful, even though she wasn't exhibiting signs of sexual stimulation.

"Ah, I see," says Julia with a smile. "Yes, that might be helpful. What about you, Jack, did you have anything to add?"

"Actually, I did. All the young ladies mentioned to some degree or other that the cameras they had to place in their rooms weren't as demeaning and intrusive as intended. Perhaps the solution is to say that they can only spend the minimum amount of time in their rooms to fetch things or drop them off. They can study in the library or elsewhere, eat in the cafeteria or dining hall, socialize in the student union or whatever, even sleep outside, especially if Johanna's suggestion about the beds is adopted. In fact, the same could be applied to bathrooms. It shouldn't be too hard to set up outside showers and using a potty and emptying it by hand would surely be exceptionally humiliating for grown women."

You're quite proud of yourself and the look of admiration on Julia's face (contrasting nicely with the visions of misery on the students') reassures you that you're not wrong to feel that way.

"Very well, girls. I'll write all this up in a report to the Junior Dean and the university court and let you know in due course what decisions are made. In the meantime, if any of you would like to adopt the rules we've discussed, on a purely voluntary basis, you should feel free to do so."

She looks at the naked students intently, pressuring them by sheer **** of will to agree to try the draconian regulations.