Yes, just a little

You fish out the Rulebook and add a new sentence to the end of one of the rules, so that it now reads:

New Rule: Flaunting one's body and attempting to avoid exposure are both grounds for women undergoing a nudity punishment to receive further chastisement. As different people may have slightly different opinions as to what constitutes each of these offences, it is nearly impossible to avoid punishments completely. Women undergoing nudity punishments are fully aware that this is the case. However, the degree of chastisement should be proportional to the severity of the offence, so that most punishments for flaunting or bashfulness are fairly minor.

You don't know whether amending a New Rule rewrites history in the same was as for an Old Rule, or the change just applies from now on, but one glance at the girls in the corridor tells you the answer. The terrible weals, welts and bruises that criss-crossed their bodies have generally been replaced by combinations of neat tramlines from a cane, splotchy bruises from a paddle or red stripes from a strap. They've still obviously been extensively and relentlessly punished, but no longer to such a brutal extent. The tears in their eyes haven't disappeared though, so you're satisfied that you haven't let them off too lightly.

You're still admiring your handiwork when Julia opens her door right on time, but to your surprise, instead of ushering you and the girls inside, she gestures at them to follow her, then takes your arm in hers and starts to lead you back the way you came, towards the front quad.

"Ah, Jack, I'm glad you could join us. I thought this meeting would be more humiliating for the students if we had it in front of their colleagues, as well as members of the public."

"An excellent idea, Julia. Young ladies undergoing nudity punishments shouldn't be hiding themselves away inside."

It's fortunate that it's not a long way to walk, because the naked lovelies in question are still far from proficient in their ballet boots and have to put one hand on either wall to steady themselves as they go. When you reach the courtyard, constantly being crossed by academics, service staff, members of the college choir heading to and from the chapel and sightseers drinking in the architecture, they teeter alarmingly, waving their arms wildly to keep their balance, on the short journey to the site Julia has chosen for your meeting. Away from the busy routes through and around the quad, but still visible to everyone inside, it's a good choice of location and your small cortège is already drawing some attention.

"Stand up straight, girls," Julia calls out loudly enough to turn the few heads that hadn't already noticed the three naked young women struggling to stay upright on the unforgiving cobbles. "Shoulders back; you're on display to teach you some humility, so make sure you display yourselves properly."

They do their best to comply, Amelia being marginally more successful than the others, but this isn't enough to spare them further chastisement, as Julia purses her lips in disapproval, before speaking again.

"Before we start the meeting, I feel we need to address a few issues of deportment. Flaunting your bodies and trying to hide them from view are equally unacceptable whilst undergoing a nudity punishment and I noticed some behaviour on the journey over here which require a short sharp spanking to deal with, don't you agree, Jack?"

Since the girls were behind you and Julia, you're not sure how she managed to observe them without you noticing; you only stole a couple of glances yourself. Nevertheless, you're curious about what she's spotted and the nature of the chastisement she intends to inflict, so you eagerly reply in the affirmative.