"Hey, Does C's penis also shrink a lot in the cold like my hubby's does?", she held her thumb and index finger up and bought them closer to mimic the idea.



"It does, but just a little bit", Sneha indicated a tip of her index finger with a giggle.



"You enjoying yourself, Sneha?" Shilpa asked. She wanted to confirm that taking charge of her husband was ok with her.



"I'm doing great. So when do I get to see them again?", Sneha pointed a finger at the upstairs room where the men were locked in.



"Very soon, don't worry. we just gotta make sure C is completely treated", Shilpa assured her. Sneha was feeling lot more comfortable in her new role. "The wonders of smacking a naked man with the sole of your shoe", she thought to herself.



"Here's what the general plan is for C, you just have to follow our lead. I hope you are onboard with us .", Shilpa went to tell Sneha about what they had thought would be the best course of action.



It was almost 15 minutes later that Shilpa opened the glass door and stood before C. C had knelt there silently knowing he had no other choice but to submit. He looked up at her hopefully, she must have come to let him in. He felt like he had been out there for hours.



"Can I come in now, please? It's very cold here", he asked her, the blood rushing into his face at the embarassment of having to ask such a question in his naked state.



"Don't talk to me unless I ask you a question", she snapped at him. "Fifteen minutes more for you while you learn that lesson well", she turned and walked off pulling the door shut.



It felt like an hour passed by as C saw the women calmly chatting on the sofa. Eventually he saw Shilpa make her way to the door with a glass of wine in her hand. He hoped she would open the door but she just stood there on the other side and looked at him wordlessly. He looked up to meet her gaze and found pure joy in her eyes as her eyes travelled over his bare body in the cold and lingered on his penis. She made eye contact with him again before walking away as he felt a sense of resignation. He was determined not to talk this time until she spoke to him.



He lost all track of time as he watched the women inside. They seemed to be chatting normally as if nothing were out of the ordinary. Several times one of the women would get up and he would meet their gaze in the hope that she was coming for him but the woman always detoured away after only an amused glance at his state. After what felt like an eternity his eyes followed Shilpa as she got up and came towards him. This time she pulled the door open but made no motion to let him inside. He looked up into her eyes hopefully.



"Why are you looking at me? Haven't you learned the consequences of lusting after women who aren't your wife? We've been watching you for the past fifteen minutes" Shilpa said sharply from the doorway.



C averted his gaze quickly.



"Good, that's another lesson for you. Don't admire women unless they specifically give you permission. Twenty minutes of the same for you" She shut the door on him again.



C was miserable as he realized how powerless he was. He had bought it upon himself and he felt as wretched as any man forced to kneel naked outside could feel. He was determined to go through it for the sake of his career and for Sneha.



It seemed like hours passed this time as his stomach started to rumble and he felt cold. His knees were chafing from the cement. He had no track of time as he avoided looking into the house for fear of being slapped with another twenty minutes time. When he felt a shadow fall in front of him, he dared not think that the woman had come for him lest he be disappointed again.



He did not look up but felt it was Shilpa. He kept his mouth shut and continued staring at the ground as a full two minutes passed. He could only see her feet in his peripheral vision in that time; it looked like Shilpa because he could make out the thin white skirt.



"If you want to come in and obey all of Sneha's rules, kiss my foot now. You may put your arms down now", it WAS Shilpa. She moved to stand full in front of him and extended a foot so that only the toes touched the ground in front of him while the heel stayed in the air.



C felt a deep sense of gratitude for her suddenly for the way out she was offering him after a harrowing evening. He leaned forward, braced himself on his palms and kissed her foot near the ankle. He tried not to think of how much he did not want to do it, as he was positive Shilpa would know and she would punish him further.



"Good boy, get up, dust off your knees and come in", finally the words he had been hoping to hear.



He walked into the warmth of the comfortable house keeping his eyes from making contact with anyone.



Sneha walked up to him, put her arms around his torso and held her arms together. "I'm glad you're behaving, C. I'm not done with you though, we're going to punish you now to make sure you have learnt your lesson and never repeat it".



"Look at me now", she moved her upper body a little away from him and lifted his face with her fingers so that he looked into her eyes. "Do you understand? Are you going to go back on what you promised me earlier?"



"N-no, Sneha. I w-w-will do it". He was still feeling cold and could not think of another timeout outside.



"Then, Put yourself into position over there", she indicated something behind him turning him with a firm hand on his arm.



C looked at what was behind him in the dining room. It was a smooth wooden bench bent in the shape of an arc. It had a large sturdy base and a large hole about three-quarters of the way down. There seemed to be some kind of short wooden stubs at the ends of the arc. It looked very heavy and very expensive. He did not quite comprehend the position that Sneha was asking of him. He dimly turned in the direction of the contraption and stared it blankly.