I was two month away from my final examinations and the year was soon going to be over. I was in the same way was doing a lot of mistakes as before. Each time she left me by saying if you repeat I will punish you later. Maybe she felt full by punishing me to her heart's content that day back then. Now I became nonchalant and mischievous. In her absence I took her phone. As a tech enthusiast I decided to take her mobile connection to my phone. By doing so without her knowledge I was able to see her private talks and accounts. Not that I was using it as a stalking but I was interested in her chats and for the practical use of my knowledge. For months I did so without her knowledge. It was a good time. Sometimes I also used to indirectly talk about her private messages pretending a hunch. At times she was suspicious but was not able to figure anything out.

One day in a serious note she told me that next week she will take my whole syllabus test. She told me to decide the punishment. I was confident about it so I told as you decide, I will easily pass the threshold decided by you. She seemed pleased to hear that.

After one week the test date arrived.It was Sunday. At that time only two people were living in the whole 4 story one sided building. Her landlady and she herself. As usual she called me in the afternoon time for test. While I was attempting test she did her work.

I confidently gave the test. While attempting it I remembered that I forgot to cover one particular topic. It's weightage had the potential to drag me to just below the threshold decided by us. Panic - stricken I attempted the questions. In the process I was didn't answer things properly that I knew. But still I had some hope as she was a lenient checker.

She started checking and I failed by 2 marks despite she just giving away the marks easily. Meanwhile I made one more blunder. My phone notifications tune was silent but it displayed the updates on screen by silently awaking the phone. My phone was on the table. She realised that somehow both of our devices were connected. She questioned me. Initially I tried to lie and cover up but eventually accepted my fault as I got trapped in her sweet talk. She became furious. Her eyes were red. She accused me of stalking and breaching the truth. I tried to apologise but in vain. She first told me to delink both devices. I did.

Now I knew what was going to follow. She said, "Be ready for your punishment. It will cover all your wrongdoings of the past especially of stalking. This warning gave me chills. She told me that I will remember today the most.

At that time suddenly power supply was erupted and there was dark inside. Sunlight was also not suffice. She told me that I will be punished on the roof where only she and the landlord who was African by race, spoke shattered English, was black and probably in her late 20s. Somehow she had good chemistry with my teacher.

We went to the roof to found no one was there. Being a lone building, no other person could see in there from outside.

First she told me to drink a full bottle of water. Then she yelled, " Become murga without having any cloth on your body at the centre of the floor. It was my second time this with her. I was ashamed to do this outdoors even though only she was there. I followed, took out my shirt, vest, trousers and then underwear. I assumed murga position by catching my ears after looping my hands between the legs and keeping the hips in the cliff.

Just I became nanga murga, the landlady came. Her eyes glittered on watching me. I tried to stand and run but didi refrained me from doing this. Desparate to hide, I was in the murga position just like before with my butts and balls hanging. My butt crack wide open and visible. I tried to narrow it down but it didn't. That moment gave me an instant shiver. My body became cold in shame. I was nude in front of two girls of which one was foreigner who didn't bother to tell didi to stop this, that too in an open space. There couldn't have been any worst punishment : Murga, a punishment in which the sensitive area becomes face in the form of butts and balls. I started sweating.

The landlady enquired. Teacher told her truth. On hearing this she acknowledged that it was a right punishment something that I did not expect. Instead she suggested to make it tougher. Some of them were to make me murga in the gully, to tie my genetials with rope and connect it's other end to fan do that I may not bring my butt down, fix me in that position using ropes and then canning my butt cheeks, fixing only my hands to ears and then pressing balls each time my butt lowered. She was brimming with ideas. These terrible suggestions restrained me from defying the perfect position. Thank goodness such idea did not come to didi. Otherwise I would have been torched for good till now.

Foreigner seemed quite pleased with my condition. She was taking different angles to see my plight. Even she lied down with even her head below my head, I felt uncomfortable as I realised that she could see exactly what I could but from third person view.She was indeed enjoying it while I was struggling.

I felt the urge to pee. I requested for bio break, she denied. Now I came to know why she made me drink water. The pressure was building up on my penis, not to mention the punishment pain and embarrassment. She was too serious about it as evident from the punishment.

After sometime when I was still holding my butts against the gravity, she brought a stick and told me to start moving. Came along with it a furry of strokes that intensified if I left my position.