6 stories all with a connecting theme.

Friends - Don Brown

I was sitting and reading the paper when the phone rang.

It was one of our best friends Brian.

He rang me to say he was having trouble with his wife Carol, at work, and could she call round, as he was away on business for another 4 days.

Carols boss, Brian’s golfing partner, had rung him to say her work and attitude to work was lazy and she was abusive to the rest of the work force.

He had the idea that as he was away for so much she had taken further refuge with a bottle.

Brian, like me had always tried to keep a strict household.

He and Carol were career people and never had time for children but always admired the good manners of our girls.

Carol on the other hand was always a bit of a loose canon.

So I reckoned she deserved a good whipping for the things in the past, so I was delighted to oblige.

She had been rude to us on numerous occasions when we met for dinner, Brian always assured me she would feel his belt when they got home.

More than once he had her knickers down in our dinning room after one of her outbursts.

One year we holidayed with them in Cyprus and she had too many drinks and he said she would feel his belt.

Sure enough the next day she showed strap lines on either side of her bikini bottom.

He even once turned her over his knee behind a shop opposite a restaurant we had just visited. She had made quite an exhibition of herself inside.

He said to excuse them and we sat on the promenade listening to slap after slap as he spanked her bottom. We could see him doing it, but it was too dark to pick out any features.

On their return to the promenade she was tearful and apologized to us for being spanked in our presence.

Carol duly arrived looking very smart and sober. We talked through her work problems and I explained Brian thought she needed more discipline.

I suggested to Carol that she should visit my study for a little over the knee time.

She said normally she would agree to Brian’s wishes but felt her embarrassment at work was the catalyst she needed to sort herself out.

We talked over further what she had done and decided she would need to behave or else she would be visiting my study.

The following day I got a call from Carol to say that she had once again had problems and perhaps if she could come round again and talk things through.

Carol arrived saying she and Brian had talked over the phone and he has asked if I could punish her as I thought fit as Jane did not cause this sort of trouble by our disciplinarily methods and he was still away for another 3 days.

She arrived about 7 and we began by telling her how to change her ways, Jane explained that the answer was not drink. She soon got abusive saying she did not have and never had a drink problem. I stopped the conversation there and then. I told Carol we could help but not force our help onto her. She apologized and asked what she should do.

I told her to go and wait by my study door till I came.

I followed her down in a couple of minutes and asked her to come in.

I told her that I was going to start by giving her a sound over the knee spanking. I said I would return in 5 minutes by which time she should have her trousers and knickers off and be facing the wall, in the corner, with her hands on her head.

I returned to the lounge and spoke to Jane, explaining what would happen and asked her to accompany me back to my study. I have always believed that embarrassment is a good discipline in itself.
When we got back to my study Carol turned round and saw 2 of us.

So 2 perverts she said both want to see me naked.

Carol was a beautiful looking lady.

Around 40 years old, five foot eight tall with shoulder length brown hair.

A toned sunbed bronzed body and perfect dress sense.

I grabbed her arm and spun her round and over my knee.

I gave her possibly the hardest hand spanking ever and she shrieked like crazy.

After maybe 50 or 60 slaps I stood her up. Her face was a mass of tears and she jumped about holding her red sore bottom.

I told her she was rude and abusive and would soon learn.

She was told she would next receive a whipping with my senior strap.

Through a sobbing mouth she said, thank you.

I then bent her over my chair and walked to the locker behind the door where apart from ink, paper etc. I kept a few punishment implements I used to use on the girls.

The senior strap was about 2 foot long, 2 inches wide and ¼ inch thick. I had made it from a belt handed down from my father when the buckle had snapped.

I told her to prepare and hit her clenched bottom with the first welt.

She yelped and jumped up rubbing her poor bottom, she jumped from foot to foot screaming.

Jane, I said, would you please help me return Carol to the chair, and hold her so she cannot jump up.

Jane grabbed her arms and held her as tight as she could and I continued and gave her another 5 licks; the next one I aimed at her slit to punctuate the punishment. This was followed by another 5 cuts with another to her throbbing slit. The slit strokes really made her shriek and I told her to keep still or more may wander off target.

I had to then decide had she had enough or should I give her 10 strokes of the cane. If I had been alone I think I would have caned her too, but as we were in company I decided she had had enough. I did not want to appear as though I was enjoying it.

I stood her up and she was crying and jumping around holding her red striped bottom. Under her jumper her tits bounced with every jump.

I told her the next time it would be far worse. If she wanted to act like a baby she would treat her like one.

She had the cutest brown puffy slit with lovely fine hair just whisping around the lips and a nice brown covering above; she obviously took great care of its looks.
It was also very red from the well-aimed strokes and was glistening in the light.

I wondered if it was from excitement or had she nearly wet herself

I said I wanted to see her tomorrow tonight at 6 and we would discuss her attitude a little further and determine whether or not she had learnt her lesson.

She apologized to me and I told her to say sorry to Jane too.

I stood her in the corner with her hands on her head showing a well-spanked striped bottom. I said she could have 10 minutes to herself and when I returned she should apologize again and ask permission to put back on her knickers and trousers, we then left the room.
 
After 10 minutes I returned to my study alone and found Carol was still sobbing.

I took her arm and whilst she was still stood up delivered 6 fast hard smacks to her already red hot bottom and told her I had a good mind to put her back over my knee due to the upset she had caused Brian.
She pleaded with me not to so I asked if she had anything to say.

She said she was very sorry indeed and could she please put back on her knickers and trousers.

I said yes, and then go to the bathroom to freshen up.

Sally entered the room with her head hung down deciding she would rather stand than sit.

Jane said that we thought it best if she returned the following evening and we could progress her state. We emphasized no drink. She agreed, kissed us both on the cheek and although still sobbing thanked us both very much for caring.

When she had left Jane thought I had been a little lenient with her. I explained as it was the first spanking I had given her I needed to find her limits, knowing full well that tomorrow night I had the chance again.
 
At ten to six Carol arrived back to our house. I asked how her day had been and she said ok. I asked what her work mates had said when she had apologized and she replied she had not spoken to them.

I told her I was disappointed she had not spoken and apologized to I told her to go and wait by my study door.

When she left the room both Jane and I thought she had obviously not learnt the lesson fully yet and still needed more correction.

I would go to my study and ask her to get ready then return for Jane to witness the spanking. Jane asked was it ok if she did not go to my study? She felt I was better dealing with it on my own on a more personnel level and if Carol had a problem may share it with me.

When we were in my study I told her of my disappointment of her not apologizing to her fellow workers and would give her another spanking.

I told her Jane would not be returning with me for her punishment.

I wanted to make her understand her bad ways. I told her to remove her knickers and skirt. She should then stand in the corner with her hands on her head and await my return.

I returned to the lounge to find Jane in deep conversation on the phone so after a few minutes I returned to my study to find Carol facing the wall, completely naked with her hands on her head.

I asked her why she had removed her blouse and bra and she turned to face me and said that yesterday her blouse cut into her when she was over my knee.

And your bra?

I thought it may please you and you may be a little more lenient.

Her tits were the size of a large grapefruit with fantastic ping rosy nipples, both stood to attention, her slit had been cut into to a perfect triangle and it looked as though her lips had been shaven since yesterday.

They had a fantastic sheen on their edges, perhaps already tampered with.

I had better lock my door I said, I do not want you running out during your punishment, knowing full well it was to keep people out, not her in.

I asked Carol if she now knew what was to happen to her and why.

She replied she has been a really naughty girl and deserved a spanking over her "Uncle Dons knee" and if I felt she had not learnt a lesson, perhaps a few strokes of the cane.

I could hardly contain my excitement and she must have noticed the huge bulge in my pants.

So how should I play this, a spanking and caning like I used to give my wife and the girls as a punishment, or a hard sexual spanking I gave to Jane.

Before I could make up my mind Carol grabbed my hand and put it on her slit and was over my knee.
Her clit was engorged before I gave her the first slap.

I worked her clit and slit as I spanked and after only 10 slaps she came.

After a slight pause, which gave me time to stroke her bottom, I carried on working her till she started grinding against my hand. I spanked her moderately till I felt her rising to another climax then I really hit her hard, she shrieked and once again had an amazing climax.

I did not want to waste any of her precious juices so lifted her across my desk and worked her with my eager tongue, the scent and taste was divine and I got my reward when she came again on my face and mouth.
I stood up and removed my belt; please don’t whip my slit she said as she fully opened her legs.

I brought the belt down gently at first and increased the force till I could see her wince.

Ok over the chair and stick that bottom up. I let her play with herself as I administered 20 hard cuts of the belt and stopped just before she came again.

I moved to the front of her and dropped my trousers and pants. She eagerly took me in her mouth and sucked my cock professionally as she brought herself to climax with me following. I did not want to shoot in her mouth but she left me no option as she kept it rammed in her welcome mouth.

I stood her up and needed her fantastic tits. The nipples were like bullets and she responded by dropping to her knees and taking me back into her mouth.

I squeezed and nipped her nipples tightly and in her mouth I was soon hard again.

She once again brought me to a climax.

She had tears in her eyes and had been crying from her spanking and subsequent belting. I sat her on my knee and alternated from her tits to her cunt. Her slit was red swollen from the belt but was so shiny with her juices. Whilst I saw to her tits her fingers were exploring her own slit.

I then thought of the time, and although I could have sat there all day though it was time to make a move.

Stand up I said, do you think you have learnt your lesson now Carol?

No sir she relied, I think I may need more lessons from you, how could I disagree.

Ok stand in that corner with your hands on your head.

Her beautiful bottom was aglow with the beating she just had and her inner thighs showed the juices I had missed.

Do you think she has learnt her lesson now Don, Jane asked?

Who can say, I would suggest another visit after a couple of days to see if she has settled down any. After that Brian is home.

Jane agreed, did she mention anything about work?

No but I am gaining her confidence and feel she will open up to me soon!

I left the lounge and returned to the study.

Carol was stood where I left her.

I turned her round and inserted 2 fingers into her still moist slit to which she responded immediately. I removed them and gave her permission to get dressed. If you have to appear in my study again, I expect that bush of yours to be removed I said and grabbed her brown triangle gently, making sure I brushed against her clit.

Yes sir.

Now away to the bathroom with you and get cleaned up.

When Carol joined us in the lounge still teary eyed she thanked me for her spanking and said she knew she had deserved it.

She agreed to a further visit before Brian returned, could I open her up then I wondered.

Parenting - Don Brown

Our 3 girls have all visited my study at pretty regular intervals as part of their learning.

Always to cause the most embarrassment as possible as a lesson apart from the pain.

They have all left home now in either work or college but know where the study door is if ever they need correction.

Pipa is our eldest daughter she is 2 years older than Jules who in turn is 18 month older than Teri.

I suppose if I were to place then in naughtiness order, Teri has probably visited my study five times more than Pipa and Jules put together.

I doubt you could ever find a more loving but gullible young girl as Teri. She has the sweetest nature and up until about 15 was a huge tomboy.

Most of her friends were actually boys.

I remember one situation she got herself into with Timmy Jarvis whom lived 2 doors down.

Timmy was almost 1 year older than Teri but due to the way school classes were formulated they were always in the same class.

They had seen each other naked whilst growing up but I suppose as puberty struck that adventure stopped.

Many is the time that Jane had the pair over her knee for a spanking or Timmy’s mum did the same.

Teri, never one to be lost for words told me what happened.

They were studying at our house in her bedroom.

Teri said she needed to pee and went to the bathroom. Tim followed and looked at her through the crack in the door, no one ever closed our bathroom door.

When she finished she wiped her bum and saw him.

Timmy that was a horrid thing to do,

What?

Spy on me.

You are right I’m sorry Teri.

Never mind sorry, you saw me and I want to see you.

I hardly saw anything, honestly

Well if I show you what I have, can I see yours?

Ok, you first.

Why me?

You have 2 to show.

I wasn’t going to show you my tits

No deal then.

Ok and she removed her tee shirt.

She then removed her shorts to be left in bra and knickers.

She saw the bulge in Timmy’s shorts and decided to play on it.

She danced around her bedroom as if doing a strip show.

She pulled her knickers up to her crack to show her bum cheeks, he was getting bigger and bigger.

She pushed her tits to the top of her bra and stopped in front of his face and took one out and tweaked her nipple, then the other one and tweaked that, will you unclasp me please Timmy?

She turned around.

His fingers were like toes as he fumbled but finally undid her bra.

She turned around and showed her beautiful young tits.

Ok, your turn, Timmy did not mess about. Hr pulled his shorts and pants down together but he had such a hard on they were stuck on his cock.

When they were down she stood open mouthed. It was huge, well huge to her, not that she’d seen many, well actually none.

Although she had gone 18 she had never had a proper boyfriend.

Wow she said.

Ok lets see your cunt.

Don’t be vulgar Tim

Sorry.

Well what do you call it?

My pussy.

She pulled down her shorts first then her knickers to show a perfectly formed slit, complete with full bush.

Can we touch each other Teri?

Ok but no fucking.

Ok

They lay on the bed on their backs. Who is going first? Tim asked.

You can if you want.

He sat up and admired her tits, about the size of a grapefruit with the pinkest nipples, which were stood rigid. Can I touch them?

No, just look.

He moved down her slender body to her black bush and saw her clit protruding through the hairs.

What’s that?

It’s called a clitoris?

I thought so, what is it for?

Dunno, but it is very sensitive.

Will you open your legs Teri?

Course, if we are looking properly.

She opened her leg and her lips parted showing her pink womanly creases?

Wow he said as she opened and closed her legs making her lips dance.

Ok, my turn?

Tim lay on his back and she left the bed and went to her school bag, what you doing?

Just getting my ruler to measure you?

Oh

She returned and put the ruler on the bottom of his shaft, remember no touching?

Ok

She laid it on his cock and read out, 8 inches. She looked again to check and she saw it twitching as if out of control then out of the end fired rows of white liquid.

It was then that the bedroom door opened and Jane entered with Teri’s clean washing.

What on earth she gasped.

We were only looking mom, nothing else.

Well how do you explain Timmy’s ejaculation?

Right you 2 down stairs outside your father’s study.

Oh mom, we were just looking

Now! And she pulled Teri up by the arm and planted 5 quick fire spanks to her bare bottom.

They had to go through the kitchen to my study.

I was sat at the table with Pipa and her new boyfriend Mark and Jules when they both appeared.

The girls looked glued to Timmy’s cock.

And Mark was glued to the wobbly bits of Teri

Just stand there you two.

Please dad let us get to your study.

Are you disobeying me Teri?

No dad, sorry dad.

Jane came down and told what she had seen.

So you both wanted to show your selves naked did you?

Honest dad we were just looking.

So how do you explain Timmy shooting his stuff all over?

I must have touched him with the ruler when I was…..

Enough Teri, over the table.

If you three want to sit in the window seat and watch, you are very welcome.

Three eager pairs of eyes sat down without taking their eyes ofthe two soon to be whipped young adults.

They knew the formula, although not an every day occurrence.

Teri lent over the narrowest part of the table and gripped the other side as hard as she could. She knew the penalty for letting go was a swift trip over dad knee for a hard spanking, then back over the table.

Mark could not believe his eyes and I saw him having to adjust his pants to accommodate his hard on.

I was just going to send him over the top. Legs Teri, spread them wide.

She opened as wide as they would go forcing her lips to part. She was showing for only the second time her womanly charms to an eager set of eyes in Mark and Poor Timmy.

Poor Timmy as his cock began to grow.

I went to the front of Teri facing the others so everyone could see, and slowly remover my belt.

I walked behind Teri and folded it in half and rested it on her bottom.

Are you ready Teri?

Yes dad.

I raised it shoulder height and brought it down hard on her quivering bottom.

She let out a gasp.

I put the second cut on exactly the same place and she began to cry.

By the time I had given her 10 she was crying like a baby.

You can get up now Teri.

She arose and did the spanked child dance, one foot to the other. Her young tits followed her rhythm, Timmy’s cock now getting even harder.

When she finally stopped rubbing she put her hands on her head without being told pushing out her tits.

Now Timmy, your turn.

Before he could walk to me I went to fetch him.

I grabbed his cock and led him to the table.

Do you not think that this has got you into enough trouble today Timmy without enlarging again.

Yes sir he said with his bright red face hung down.

Lets se if we can make that bottom of yours the same colour as your face.

I think in years to come you will spoil a few girls with this, hey Mark?

I said to the audience but aimed at Mark.

Yes Mr. Brown said Mark sheepish.

The audience laughed and a smile came through Teri’s tear soaked face.

Right lad, over you go, and lets have that hanging down and not soiling the table.

I held his cock down as he stretched for the other side and made his knuckles white with his grip.

I noticed his balls had dropped well into their final position and he had hair over them and rising to his bum hole

I laid the double belt on his pure white bottom and asked if he was ready.

Yes sir.

I once again brought the belt down with the force I used on Teri.

His buttocks clinched but no sound, what a brave boy, or stupid.

The second cut was at the same force I give Jane.

Timmy jumped up and grabbed his bottom jumping up and down, his cock hitting his belly with every jump.

I think you know the rules don’t you Timmy?

Yes sir, sorry sir he said through trembling voice.

And what are the rules?

My first two spanks will not count sir and I will be whipped 2 extra.

Exactly, now over again, would you like someone to hold your arms?

Yes please, Jane would you please?

Off course.

Put your willie down off the table again please, thank you.

I patted his bottom with the belt and gave him another 8 with 5-second intervals at Jane’s force.

The last two would be to remind him how treat a lady. Crack, crack, like fireworks going off. I could see Jane struggle to hold him.

He screamed out loud SORRY, SORRY.

You may get up now Tim.

He arose gingerly crying his eyes out and started the spanked dance straight away rubbing his very red and very sore bottom.

His cock once again did a waltz and you could hear it slapping against his belly above his crying

Now for his final humiliation having tried to do who knows what with my daughter.

Well guys have I succeeded in making his bottom the same colour as his face?

Go over to them Tim, let them see, and put those hands on your head.

His cock was loosing its size now but still a mighty fine weapon for a young man.

He went over to the others s instructed, turn round and let them see your bottom, bend over a little.

Teri go and join him, now what have you to say?

Teri took a big breath lifting her tits in the air, her nipples looked rock hard.

We are really sorry you had to see us being whipped today, sorry, yes sorry, Timmy chimed in.

Right you two, go and wait outside me study.

But Dad.

I raised the belt and they both went to my study door.

I left them for a while and we all had a laugh at their expense.

I went quietly to my study and heard Timmy say, but why does he still want us here.

I don’t know but what I do know is that if you do not stop playing with your cock you will be in bigger trouble.

I can’t help it, just looking at you makes me go so stiff.

Right you 2 follow me into the study. I picked up the phone and spoke to Timmy’s mom, I explained what had happened and how I intended to finish with them, yes they are in my study now, I will talk to them and then give them both a spanking, yes ok, bye for now.

Both their faces dropped at the thought of another belting on their sore bottoms.

Now come here and face each other. As you heard I intend to spank you both. Then you will both go to Timmy’s house where his mom and dad will also give you both a belting.

Have a good look at each other, this is what you have had your beatings for. They looked at each other up and down, Teri mainly at his cock and he at her tits.

Right whose first, Teri as usual stepped forward and readily made herself over my knee.

I gave about 20 spanks, not too severe, but I had to make a point. Timmy was still staring at her cunt as she was told to get off. As you would expect his cock was rampant so I grabbed it again and threw him over my knee and gave him 20 steady spanks.

Both stood in front of me crying and dancing, he was not too interested in her bouncing tits or she his now softening cock.

Right moms brought your clothes down get dressed.

I watched as both steadily got dressed. Teri gently put her knickers on carefully lifting it over her bottom and easing the elastic into place. Timmy put on his unders in the same way, tucking his cock into its normal side.

Both put their shorts on just as careful. Teri looked a picture with no top on, one of my favourite poses of Jane’s.

She put on her bra juggling her small but pert tits into their position and they both pulled on their tee-shirts.

Thanks again dad and we are both truly sorry.

Eighteenth Birthday - Don Brown

Seeing Sally in all her glory reminded me of a few times years ago when the children were younger.

Pipa, the eldest thought she was a second mother to Teri and Jules. Ordering them about, slapping them when they did not react quickly enough, loving them when they had a fall.

On Pipas 18th birthday she asked if she could have a sleep over with her friends. We explained we did not really have the room but she insisted.

Ok we said, but you will have to sleep in the lounge and only 4 girls.

This was agreed and the day came. Her two younger sisters went to stay with their gran.

The girls parents dropped them off with their sleeping bags and the message, now be a good girl or you may end up with a spanking.

The evening went well and when it was time for bed, the girls came down from Pipas bedroom, we got the lounge ready for them and went to bed.

At about 11.00pm Jane woke me to say that the girls seemed to be getting out of hand. I listened and could here them shrieking downstairs. I put on my dressing gown and went down.

What a sight 5 girls soaking wet with soda water and orange juice, not to mention the orange stains on the carpet and suite.

Right, I shouted, who started this? a deathly hush. I want to know who started it or you will all suffer the consequences.

Still no reply?

Ok all of you into the bathroom and get out of those wet clothes, and Pipa you and your friends line up outside my study, and do not bother getting dressed, you’d only be loosing them.

But dad it was, stop I said, too late now. You had 2 chances and refused so it is a spanking for each of you. There was a gasp from them all.

Most parents on our estate spanked other peoples children if they were playing with their kids and did something wrong. Then sent home a note saying what had happened and the child would usually get another spanking when they got home, ours always did.

I went back upstairs to put on my jog suit and explain to Jane.

I walked to my study and found 5 naked and trembling young girls lined up and waiting.

Ok inside you lot and line up facing the wall with your hands on your heads.

Five cute 18 and 19-year-old bottoms, all pale unmarked, apart from Suzy’s. Suzy was the eldest by a few months and was nearly 20. Her bottom was a little redder and had a few faint stripes across it.

Now Suzy, I said, she jumped with the sound of her name being called. Your bottom looks as though it has had some attention during the last day or so, am I right?

Yes sir she replied quietly,

Sorry I cannot hear you, turn round and answer me.

She turned round and said a little louder.

Yes sir.

Tell me why Suzy.

I was not very well behaved with my little brother sir.

What did you do to him?

He would not do as I said so I took his pants down and spanked him.

How old is he?

11 sir.

Do you not think that at 11 years old it was a little embarrassing for him?

No sir I have seen his thing hundreds of times.

Yes but you are not being fair, you are almost 20 and let us compare you to Sylvia. Sylvia turn round please. Sylvia turned round and was a bright shade of pink.

Suzy, compare yourself to Sylvia, see how different your bodies are and only a year difference in age.

Yes sir, put that way I see your point.

Ok Sylvia turn back to the wall.

Now Suzy, continue.

My mom came in and saw what I was doing and made me take off my shorts and knickers and spanked me in front of my brother. She said she would tell dad too when he came home from work.

Yes then what.

When he came home I was in bed, he came up and made me remove my nightie and bend over my dressing table chair. He took off his belt and whipped me sir.

Ok.

Now all of you turn round.

Some dropped their hands, keep those hands on your heads and push your elbows back.

I might as well take full advantage of the situation I thought.

As all five turned round you could age them by the shape and size of their bodies.

The youngest was Sylvia; she had just small tangerine sized tits, a plumpish belly and a sparcly haired unswollen slit.

Jamie was next and was a few months older. Her tits were the size of small oranges with pink flat nipples. A more straightish belly and the signs of her slit just starting to swell with a small hairy mound.

Pipa was next, she was quiet well on with puberty and had tits the size of Grapefruit and slightly enlarged pink nipples. A flat tummy and the scattering of black hair on her slightly puffy lipped slit.

Rosy next, she was the most developed with firm orange shaped tits with proud nipples. A flat tummy and a large growth of unkempt blonde hair almost covering her puffy lipped slit, puberty had been very kind to her.

Finally Suzy, also well developed with similar sized tits to Rosy but not as much pubic hair. She also looked to have larger floppier lips to her slit, something I will examine more closely when she is over my knee.

Ok, Sylvia you are the nearest come here and bend over my knee. You will get 5 hard spanks on each cheek, so count them, if you miss any we start again, ok?

Ok sir.

Thwap, one sir, thwap, two sir, thwap, three sir, by 6 she was sobbing and by 8 crying, thwap, 10 sir, and sorry sir.

Her bottom was so soft and floppy it reminded me of the first time I had Pipa in my study for a spanking at about 9 years old. Before that Jane administered the girls punishments.

You may get up Sylvia and rub your bottom. You may also keep facing this way to see the others get spanked, and if I am right when you get home with my note you will get more than a spanking, am I right?

Yes sir.

Tell the others what I am talking about Sylvia.

Mom uses a table tennis bat on us.

On where Sylvia?

On my bare sir.

Ok hands back on your head.

Next, it was the turn of Jamie who walked forward and bent over without asking.

I placed my left hand in the small of her back and brought down my right hand with a little more force than on Sylvia.

Ow, one sir, following Sylvias lead

Same again on her left cheek, Ow, two sir

The third spank was over the first and Jamie screamed Ow.

I waited with no other response so landed number 4, Ow 4 sir.

Sorry Jamie that is number one, you missed counting the last one, I did warn you.

Yes sir, sorry sir, one sir.

Jamie was careful to number 10 making sure she counted each one.

Ok Jamie stand up and you may rub your bottom.

Thank you sir.

Ok Pipa assume the position and Jamie put your hands on your head please.

Pipa was no stranger to being over my knee and her 10 were administered very hard and fast and she never missed a count.

She stood up and rubbed her bottom then put her hands back on her head.

Rosy, your turn over my knee please. Her body seamed more muscular than the previous girls.

Are you ready?

Yes sir.

I hit her pretty hard with my first spank.

One sir

Two sir

Three sir

Four sir

Five sir

Counting was the only response no sobbing or even a sniff.

I raised her further over my knee so her bottom was a little higher.

The sixth spank was as hard as I spank Jane and I wanted to test her resolve.

Oooo six sir

Ow seven sir

After her 10 she too was told to stand and rub her bottom, she quickly put her hands back on her head and stood back in line.

After I worked through the first 4 it was the turn of Suzy.

Right Suzy as the oldest you should have known better, yes sirs, ok over you go.

I pushed her further down, as I wanted her bum right up so I could see her slit.

It was a lot bigger than the others with lips that seemed to hang down and were floppier a brighter pink.

I rubbed my hand over her bottom and could feel the ridges of her father’s belt. When were you last belted Suzy?

The night before last sir

And what will happen when you get home Suzy?

I will get spanked by mom and belted by dad when he gets home from work.

Are you really that naughty?

Yes sir, ok start counting.

Spank, one thank you sir.

Spank, Oo two thanks you sir.

She was weeping at 10 and wiggling her bottom making her slit lips flap.

When all had been spanked and were facing me, all still crying, all with their various sized tits bouncing as they jiggled about and sobbed, I asked a question.

Ok I will ask again, who started the trouble?

Straight away Suzy stepped forward.

Please sir it was me, I am so sorry i did not say so before as I knew it would get a spanking and my bottom was still a little sore from my fathers whipping.

It is your friends you should apologize to, it was they who each got a spanking because of you.

I am going to strap you now Suzy and the others can gather round to watch.

What a result, I could now see what shape her slit lips were.

Bend and grip your ankles, feet apart, further, that’s it.

Now Pipa pass me the senior belt from the locker, thank you.

The girls will help you count these Suzy, as you may be pre occupied. Ready girls?

Yes sir came the reply.

As the belt whizzed through the air at some speed it made a resounding slap noise, one said the girls, and Suzy jumped forwards, her slit lips quivering. As I looked at the other girls they were transfixed by her lip size and shape.

Slap, two sir, as she quivered again.

Slap, Owwwwww three sir

Slap, Owwwwww four sir.

I gave her 10. Not because I wanted to see her lips, but because she did not own up.

After 10 I told her to keep her position whilst I lectured them.

Ok stand up Suzy, you may rub your bottom which she did with vigor whilst hoping from one leg to the other, her tits following the rhythm. Right go and get into you sleeping bags and not another word.

Pipa, as it was your party you were responsible and will receive a bedtime spanking for 5 nights, do I make myself clear?

Yes dad, thank you dad.

The other girls gasped, and you Suzy, yes sir, not sure it is worth putting your nickers on tomorrow when you go home, do you, no sir she said with as big a giggle as she could under the circumstances of crying.

I returned to bed and explained to Jane what had happened and by the end of the story we were both eager for love.

I typed a note to their parents and in the morning gave it to each of their mothers.

When they had gone I took Pipa into the kitchen and told her to lower her knickers and bend over the kitchen table, in front of her two younger sisters, making sure her slit was on full view.

I will not tolerate bad behavior in my home, do you understand Pipa?

Yes dad, really sorry dad.

To make sure you remember I am going to whip your bottom, I removed my belt and doubled it and gave her 20 hard strokes.

You may stand up now and I will see you at my study at 8 o’clock, is that understood. Yes sir she weped and I let her go to her bedroom.

We heard later that all the girls had received a beating when they were home and two of them had got a 3-night bedtime spanking too, yes Suzy was one.

At five to eight Pipa was outside my study in her dressing gown. I asked her in and she removed her gown and stood hands on head in her nightie facing the wall.

Ok Pipa come here and raise your nightie, she came over raised her nightie and bent over my knee. Her bottom was very bruised along the strap lines so I took it easy with her and gave her 20 spanks, she was soon crying. When I told her to stand up she put her arms round my neck and said love you dad and thank you.

Babysitting - Don Brown

Jules was the quietest girl but got her share of being in trouble and visiting my study. She has a body like her moms and the patience of her mom too.

She would always help around the house but was very careless and often broke things.

One day she when was 11 she was tidying in the lounge and dropped a china ornament belonging to Pipa, only 2 years older, Pipa told her, she was going to get a spanking.

Jules said she was sorry, lowered her knickers and bent over her sister’s knee. Pipa removed her slipper and spanked her sister’s bottom till she was crying loudly.

She stood her up and warned her it would be the belt if it happened again. Jules apologized, pulled up her knickers and went to her room.

Their other younger sister Teri was in the room and just glanced what was going on. She herself had received a spanking from Pipa the day before for not clearing the breakfast things when it was her turn.

Pipa asked why she had not done it and she said she forgot.

Perhaps a spanking will make you remember?

Over the table, Teri bent over the table and gripped the other side.

Pipa lowered her sister’s jeans and removed the belt. Then the knickers were lowered to the floor, step out of them please, Teri obliged.

Pipa folded the belt double and rested it on her sisters white quivering bottom, legs and Teri spread her legs.

You will get 12 Its not the fist time I have had to remind you.

Thank you Teri

Crack, thank you Pipa 1

Crack thank you Pipa 2

Crack thank you Pipa 3

Red wheels appeared quickly across her pure white bottom and she began to sob.

One to go and Teri knew she needed to hang onto the table for this one; she was a regular to Pipas spankings.

Pipa raised the belt well above her head and brought it down with full force.

Teri yelped but held on.

Pipa sat down and could not help noticing the change in her baby sister’s womanly features even at her age, she was growing up fast.

Get up Teri, she said.

When she stood she threw her arms round Pipa and thanked her and apologized for putting her to the trouble of whipping her bottom.

Pipa said, there, there as she rubbed her sisters striped bottom gently.

Just make sure it does not happen again.

No I wont, thank you she said still sobbing.

Go clean your face now.

Jules was not always the person receiving a spanking, quite the opposite.

When she was 18 she started a baby-sitting service.

She went on a course run by the local parenting group and received top marks.

Her reputation soon grew as a reliable teenager who could be trusted.

Soon she was asked to look after kids only a couple of years younger.

One of these was Jon Wilson.

His parents were local churchwardens and all around held them in high esteem.

Jon’s parents spoke to Jules explaining their wishes before they left for an anniversary dinner in town.

Jon has never needed spanking his dad said; he has always been a good boy.

So we do not want him to be punished, just tell us if he is naughty and we will remove his TV for an hour or so.

Yes that’s fine.

You sure you understand? Here is the phone number of the restaurant.

No problem, you go out and enjoy yourself.

When his parents had gone she went into the lounge to watch TV with Jon.

Jon was bright kid of almost 13 but was really pissed of that a girl only one class above him would be charged with his life for 3 or 4 hours.

Its 7 now Jon, we will watch TV for another hour and then get you ready for bed.

Jon I`m speaking to you, and she slightly raised his voice.

Who are you to tell me what to do?

Some cunt from a class higher?

Bet all the class has already fucked you.

Jon do not be so rude.

Else what?

I will report you to your dad.

Big deal

They carried on watching TV for a while.

Show us your tits Jules.

Jon!

Go on.

Or your slit, I’ve never seen a real live slit.

If you carry on I will ring the restaurant and speak to your folks.

Is it hairy or do you shave it?

Right that’s it up tom your room and get ready for your bath.

Bet I see em both before you go home.

Don’t be so ridiculous.

He left the room brushing past her.

She gave him 5 minutes then went upstairs into his bedroom.

He was playing with himself in his mirror, Jon!

What the fuck.

Haven’t you heard of knocking you fucking bitch.

She grabbed him by the arm and dragged him to the bed facing her.

Jules sat down trying not to be drawn by his disgusting words.

His juvenile cock was still twitching as she scolded him for his abusive manner.

It was about 5" long and very thin; he had a little above his shaft but his balls were still bald and still to find their final resting place.

Only a couple of inches from her face he tried his luck.

Suck cock bitch.

He pushed forward to her mouth and at the same time grabbed the back of her head and pushed it forward.

He separated her lips and pushed it in as though fucking her face. It hit the back of her throat and she gagged.

She recovered quickly and pushed him off her but grabbed the cock.

She pulled him forward and over her knee, she spanked and spanked as hard and as fast as she could till he gave up his fight and accepted defeat. She carried on a little longer and he was crying like a baby.

She moved him off her knee and laid him on the bed. His trousers were on the floor and she removed his thick leather belt.

Jon I had respected you now you must earn it again.

She remembered her time in the study and the beltings from Pipa and how they had hurt.

I am going to whip your bottom now to teach you some manners.

She brought the belt down on his bottom 5 or six times he tried to escape so she held him down wither other hand.

After 20 welts wheel marks were covering his bottom. She asked if he had anything to say.

I am so sorry Miss, I do not know what came over me, please forgive me, he said sobbing on every breath.

What ever possessed you Jon. That was so naughty, I am going to bring your parents home right now.

Please Miss, don’t I am so sorry. Jon’s pleadings worked.

Not one more piece of trouble or I will ring them.

Ok, I promise.

Right lets get your bath ready.

She left Jon and went to the bathroom and ran him a bath.

He stood in his bedroom looking inn his mirror admiring her handiwork.

She called him through and he got into the bath.

Will you wash me Miss, my mom usually does?

Off course, and she soaped up the flannel and started with his hands, arms, back and chest.

He then stood and bent forward pointing his red sore bottom at her. She gently washed his cheeks and bum hole and he turned round.

His cock was stuck out proud but she ignored it and washed his balls first then his shaft.

Please Miss, could you relieve me.

Oh you want to wee?

No Miss, not the toilet, the other.

He could not be serious, after what he had done he wanted her to wank him off.

Not sure its proper Jon, she said.

Oh please Miss, it aches so much.

Ok, face forward.

He turned to face the taps and she wrapped her slender finger around his shaft and began to wank him. He was just a boy and in seconds he arched his back and spat out a clear liquid from the end of his cock.

Jules then washed it again with the flannel and got him out.

He just stood there so she dried him following the same routine as when she had washed him.

By this time his cock was nothing bigger than party sausage.

He got his jimmys on and followed her downstairs, but not till he had had another wank on his bed.

She had him 2 biscuits and a glass of milk ready.

Finish your supper then you can have half an hour with your telly in your room before light out.

Yes Miss.

Jules look in on him every 15 minutes, turned of his light after 30 minutes, he asked for a goodnight kiss like his mom gave him so she kissed his forehead and tucked him in.

On her next visit he was sound asleep.

At about 10.30 Jon’s mom and dad’s car pulled up the drive.

She just got up to welcome them and report her evening when Jon came bounding down the stairs screaming.

As they opened the door he flew to his moms arms.

Oh mom Oh dad thank goodness you are home, he squealed through his tears, it been horrible, she’s been horrible.

Whatever is the matter his mom asked?

She beat me and interfered with me when I was in the bath. He dropped his pajama bottoms and bent over so they could see his angry bottom.

Just hold on a minute, Jules shouted above his screams.

NO, you just hold on a minute

Carla, Mr. Wilson said to his wife, ring the police.

The police? said Jules.

Yes, this is assault.

Yes but;

No buts, did you do this to my son’s bottom on our strict and repeated instructions he must not be beaten?

Well yes sir but;

Cutting her off again he said, did you interfere with him in the bath?

Well yes sir but;

Then ring the police Carla.

Lets not be too hasty Carla said, perhaps we can sort this out. We do not want any scandal or our names in the paper from any court case do we.

Why no, I suppose so. I will ring your father, what is your number.

Jules finally managed to mutter out her phone number.

Yes I agree, thanks you, yes I will. Jules, your father wants to speak with you.

Yes sir, Yes sir, ok dad, bye.

Well, what did he say?

He said you had to punish me as you saw fit.

And do you agree with that decision?

Yes sir.

Ok, lets get started.

He removed his jacket and took the hall chair into the lounge.

Right, lets have your clothes off.

Jules blushed but did not answer.

You dealt with Jon whilst he was naked so same goes for you.

She removed her jumper, then her trainers and socks. She unbuttoned her blouse and placed it on the settee. Next her jeans, she stood there in her bra and knickers.

Everything, Jon’s dad said.

She unhooked her bra and her tits fell free. Her knickers were last as she pushed them down and steeped out of them.

Right over here Miss.

She stood to his right hand side; at least Jon could not get a full view of her in the place he was sat.

Other side girl, I`m left-handed.

She moved round to his other side and he beckoned her over his knee.

For someone who never spanks his kids he had a hard hand. She was soon in tears as he relentlessly rained spank after spank on her bottom. Finaly it stopped.

Stand up girl, he ordered and she instinctively placed her hands on her head. This gave Jon a great view of her tits wobbling up and down with her sobs and deep breaths.

At least it was over now and the police were not involved.

Which belt did she use Jon?

My Levi one dad.

Go fetch it.

He returned with his belt and gave it to his dad. Jules had calmed a little but never thought she was going to be whipped as well.

How many licks did she give you son?

I tried to count dad but lost count at 40.

I never gave you so many it was;

Be quiet and bend over and grip your shins my girl.

Turn with your back to Jon, I want him to see every stroke.

We will give her 50 Jon, would you count for me please?

Yes dad. Jon had a perfect view of her 18-year-old slit, black curly hairs and all.

Open those legs his dad said as he slapped her bottom hard with his hand, I want a big target.

This brought even more pleasure to Jon and he was glad he had put on his dressing gown to cover his massive stiffy.

Her cunt had all the charms of a secret cave, just waiting for the chance to be entered.

She took up position and the first stroke hit like a bullet.

One, two, three.

Stroke after stroke cut after cut, wheel after wheel.

At 46 his dad stopped, ok son, you use the last 4.

Thank you dad. The last 4 were almost unbearable. Hard cutting blows at full strength from a young fit boy.

Ok punishment over. You stay in that position my girl till I say you can stand, do you understand that instruction he said sarcastically?

Yes sir she managed to stammer out.

Take your belt back upstairs Jon, good boy.

You can ponder on your wrong doing whilst we go to the kitchen.

He and Carla left the room to make a drink.

Jules, still in the whipping position cried almost uncontrollably now she was alone.

It went over and over in her head what he had said before he left, why had she been so stupid, why did she not ring the restaurant like all her training had taught her.

She was then startled as a hand touched her bottom, stay down, it was Jon.

If you get up or shout out I will call dad and say you heard me come down stairs and attacked me again.

He rubbed her bottom then pushed 2 fingers into her very tight open slit, she winced.

Bet every boy in school has been up here, right cunt? She stayed silent. He grasped a handful of her slit hairs and said, you deaf cunt?

Ow, no, no one has ever been there. Well I could be the first.

She then saw his face as he bent down and looked between her legs, ok he was upside down to her view but she could see his smirk as he pushed his fingers in an out of her. He withdrew his fingers.

He reached through her legs with both hands and grabbed at her swinging tits and nipped her nipples hard, she let out a stifled whimper.

After he had had his fun with those he worked her slit again, too inexperienced to also work her clit.

Ok cunt be prepared to be fucked. His stiff cock touched against her open lips.

Please no, anything but that.

He walked to the front of her.

OK lady you have 2 choices, you either take my cock in your mouth and suck me off, or I shout dad, your choice.

She knew she had no chance if her dad came back; the evidence on his bottom was plain enough.

And surely a young boy would not have that much jizz in him after she had on wanked him a couple of hours ago.

She said nothing but raised her head and opened her lips.

He grabbed her ears and guided his 5" into her mouth, now suck baby he said.

It was only like a pencil she thought to herself as he rammed and rammed her lips.

He kept It up a lot longer than his wank in the bath, surely this would soon end.

He pulled it out and pushed it all over her face. Then went behind her and touched her damp lips again without entering and covered the end of his cock with her juices.

Again to the front, lick cunt, let me see that tongue.

She stuck out her tongue as instructed. He stuck it back in her mouth and stared pumping harder and harder, her worst pain was his hard ball sack hitting between her chin and mouth.

Suddenly his back arched and he rammed his cock in as far as it would go.

She gagged and pulled her head back for a little breathing space and felt a trickle of salty liquid hit her throat, instinctively she swallowed.

After a few more pulses fro Jon he took his cock out.

You left a bit on lady he said, lick it off. She brought her tongue to the end of his hole and licked and sucked him clean.

I knew you were a fuck slut he said as he fastened his dressing gown.

He heard his dad coming back so made it to the back of the room.

You had better not he said.

Better not what his dad asked?

She said she would get me for this.

She did did she, we`ll see about that.

He began spanking her as she was still bent over, he gave her 20 more spanks emphasizing his words of warning if she ever touched Jon.

When it was all over she was told to get dressed and get home. Her father had something else to give her.

She put on her knickers first very carefully then her jeans and socks and trainers. She always dressed in this order so why should she change now; she could not suffer any further embarrassment.

Finaly her bra, blouse and jumper. She took her coat from the hallstand and never spoke a word whilst opening the door.

She walked uncomfortably down the path to the drive, her poor bottom was so sore.

Hey fuck slut she heard and looked back at the house.

Jon was in his bedroom with his window open rubbing his cock up and down.

Told you `d see your tits and slit didn’t I. He laughed as he closed the bedroom window.

When she got home her dad was waiting. She collapsed into his arms.

She told him all about what happened, every detail.

Lets see the damage he said.

She removed her trainers and socks, jeans and knickers and turned to let him see.

He really gave you it good sweet heart Don said.

He rubbed her bottom gently and said ok bedtime.

I want you outside my study at 8-tomorrow night, I owe you a whipping.

Yes dad, thank you, I love you, she kissed his cheek and went up to bed.

High School Spanking - Don Brown

When our youngest daughter, Teri, left school, it was the end of an era.

No more delivering and collecting kids from this school activity or the after class detentions.

After class detentions, we would have welcomed those when I was at school, instead of the beatings, which were handed out wily nilly.

Don’t get me wrong, I am not saying we did not deserve to be punished but in my case it was always a multiple of spankings.

Our school had what was called an open policy. It was a new innovation of the wonderful 60`s.

All classes were mixed, which made all punishments open to both boys and girls.

I remember one incident involving 2 class members. The teacher was Miss Jarvis.

She was a 50 something year old spinster. Hair in a bun and a buttoned up blouse and she always wore a thin blue skirt.

Our class was mainly 18 year olds in their last year with odd student who had gone 19.

Kelly Allerdice come to my desk. This always meant trouble.

You were seen by a playground monitor entering school over the playing fields.

You know this is contrary to school rules don’t you?

Yes Miss Jarvis.

Miss Jarvis moved her chair in front of her desk.

Right young lady knickers off and over my knee.

Kelly immediately lowered her regulation green knickers to the floor and stepped out of them hanging them on the backrest of Miss Jarvis`s chair.

She placed herself over Miss Jarvis`s knee.

Miss Jarvis wasted no time; she lifted Kelly’s skirt up and tucked it into the waistband of her skirt.

Kelly’s bottom was facing the whole class and you could see her wince when Miss Jarvis`s next instruction came, legs apart Kelly.

Kelly was 18 and very well developed.

As she spread her legs there was a transformation from a cute hairy slit to an open cavern, all pink and in creases.

Miss Jarvis had started, when she spanked she took no prisoners. Girls got exactly the same as boys and Kelly was soon blubbering and by the time 40 spanks had arrived she was a heartbroken naughty schoolgirl.

Stand up Kelly, stand in front of the black board, Alice Jones.

Alice new she would be called as the playground monitor was an old adversary and had it in for her. Alice had once told tales on her for smoking. A grave sin, the punishment was a caning in font of the whole school assembly on the stage, bottom to the audience.

You had to change into your gym outfit if you were to make a star appearance. The girls wore their regulation green knickers. Green skirt and a white vest top which allowed nothing to the imagination for well-built girls.

The playground monitor had to march onto the stage with 2 the other girls accused.

The routine was, the girls removed their knickers, boys shorts, and stood facing the curtain with your back to the audience till assembly was over.

The skirts were very short and you could see the hot cross bun shape as there legs met their bottoms.

After the morning assembly, in, any other business, each girl to be punished had to climb up onto the punishment horse in turns, an adapted vaulting horse.

She would grip the 2 handles over the other side thus pushing her bottom pointing skywards. Her legs then had to be on either side of the punishment horse legs.

The young kids at the front of the assembly must have thought it was heaven, seeing girls of 18 showing their slits to the school.

Further back it was harder to make out the images but imagination is a fantastic thing and most of the older boys needed constant cock in pants adjustment.

Once in position the head master, Mr. Bell told the pupils the crime and the amount of strokes to be administered, usually six. In this case it was 10 as it was a second offence.

He let the first stoke go to a silent hall. Everyone heard the swish as it cut through the air and the thwap as it hit naked skin followed 3 seconds later by a scream.

He gave her 10 vicious strokes, evenly spaced as if done by a ruler, he was an old hand at caning and made sure that with a school of 1300 pupils that he got a regular supply, mainly in his office.

No one dare jump up from the horse as the punishment for that was being tied by hand and legs with the straps fixed onto the horse, and a double punishment and a repeat the next morning.

Next, came his instruction, the first girl removed herself on shaky legs and immediately put her hands on her head, a spanking on the already stripped bottom was punishment for not abiding to that rule. She was an emotional wreck with free flow tears and earth shattering sobs.

It was unfortunate for her as her left tit had released itself from its chamber and was hanging over her vest top, what a result for the front row. You could see the boys fidgeting as hard ons took over their bodies.

The next girl assumed the position and was given six cuts of his cane. She was a change for the front row as she was blonde. We could not see her hairs but they could, but we could all admire her gaping slit.

She too was stood in front of the pupils whilst the last girl, of African decent took her place.

She also assumed the position. What an arse and what a covering of hair, how does she pee through that my mate said?

She got her six and she too lost a tit, a real beauty.

New to me was this anatomy. A black tit with a jet-black nipple, what fun to be in among them two I thought.

The head told the audience the show was over and we were all dismissed.

The head master told the three girls they had to stand at the front of the stage face the curtain and touch their toes. This was to show all what a cig would earn them.

They could not stand or touch their bottoms until the hall had been cleared and their form teacher came for them.

After a stage punishment all the children filed out in front of the stage to see for them selves how harsh it was if you broke the rules. All the young boys had tent poles sticking out in front of their pants as they glanced at the upturned girls.

The girls on the other hand walked slower to get a good view of each girls treasure. Even the girls from older years who had seen it all before took their time viewing from every angle.

I found out some years later why, a boy will see at least one and hopefully many slits in his lifetime from every advantage point. A girl who owns one may never have the chance to see other slits shapes and sizes as it is difficult to see your own and they all look the same from the front.

I have never thought my self as lucky but guess who was in the chair party, putting chairs away after assembly, on that day?

All the chairs stacked under the stage so I got a special viewing. The black slit mesmerized me.

I thought it was beautiful; the contrasting colours of each crease and fold, the bright pink of the inner lips the shock of dark black curly hair and her tit hanging down with her pronounced nipple almost touching the floor.

It took about 10 minutes to finish our task and just before we left Mr. Crane came into the hall, he was the girls form teacher.

He went onto the stage to the 3 still sobbing girls.

He asked them all to step forward 2 paces. He then landed an almighty spank on each girl’s bottom. Went back to the beginning and did it again.

In total 5 full bloodied spanks. This brought more tears and screams to the girls.

Stand up, he instructed, if you ever bring shame to my form again you find yourselves over my knee every day for a week, do I make myself clear?

Yes sir came the crying response.

He slapped the 2 girls who had their tits out fully on the nipples, right put those away and follow me.

You can all leave your knickers off too; it will save me a job this afternoon when you are in detention.

He left the room with 3 sorry, sobbing girls following him.

So my plan was to find an excuse between now and home time to be able to spy on his detention class, I still had not had my fill of girls naked bottoms.

Got it, I asked Brian Paikes if he would swap his plant monitor job he was doing tonight with me for tomorrow night. I told him in had dental appointment.

Sure no problem he said.

I planned my campaign; all the plant monitor did was cut off dead leaves and flowers and feel if the soil was dry.

During morning play time and dinnertime I sorted all the plants needs so I was free after school.

The classrooms were one big hall separated by sliding doors to make 3 separate classrooms.

When the bell went for home time I went to the potting shed and picked up the mini watering can and the wastebasket.

I left for the potting shed then opened the two sliding doors slightly of the middle classroom.

I could squeeze through the first door and the second door just gave me a view of his desk at the far end of his room. As I sat waiting the whole school fell into silence.

I tip toed into the middle classroom as I heard his voice get louder.

He told them again of the shame and embarrassment they had all brought on his form and he did not see why he alone should be embarrassed.

Right girls strip.

All three gasped together but a second later were removing their gym vests. What would they take off next?

What does a girl think is her most private possession, her tits or her slit, I was about to find out, tits or slit, slit or tits.

I would have guessed wrong it was their slits.

Each girl removed her bra next then her gym skirt, they had already left their knickers off.

Trainers and socks too, I said strip and he slapped the girl nearest to him hard across both bare cheeks, now hands on heads.

Wow

Now jog around the classroom

Feel the embarrassment as I look at three pathetic naughty girls running round naked with their hands on their heads and their tits sticking out.

As they approached his desk he said stop.

Each pick up one trainer.

Ok carry on round the room.

Each girl showed the scars of this morning’s war.

Two once white bottoms with angry red stripes across and one black bottom with what appeared to be white stripes on. All the stripes were raised well above the bottoms.

When I tell you to stop you will tell me that you have been a naughty girl and will I please spank you with your trainer, ok?

Yes sir

Had he seen me he walked straight to where I was hiding and stopped and turned with his back to me

After 2 more laps he called stop right in front of my position.

Because it was winter the daylight had gone and the classrooms apart from his were in darkness.

I moved back a little and waited.

The first girl was pretty skinny and had lovely firm round tits that seamed to cling to her body; how one escaped during her caning is beyond me, her nipples were pink but not fully extended. Her belly was flat and she had a very tidy triangle of brownish curly hair covering the top of her slit.

Please sir she said, I have been a very naughty girl and would you please spank me with my trainer?

Happy to oblige, you two keep moving round, it will be your turn soon enough.

Grasp your ankles and do not move or scream out. She never responded so he hit her a hard spank on her right cheek, well?

Yes sir sorry sir.

Right, he raised his arm above his shoulder and brought it down with force on her right cheek, then her left cheek, then right again.

She got 5 on each cheek and was crying uncontrollably. Stand, what do you say?

Thank you sir.

Her tits were following her heavy breaths, join the others.

May I rub my bottom sir?

Of course, I am not without feeling s he said.

Stop.

The second girl got the same speech.

Please sir she said, I have been a very naughty girl and would you please spank me with my trainer?

Happy to oblige, carry on you two.

She was bigger all round than the girl who went first. She had full tits slightly sagging under the weight with pronounced pink nipples.

A bit of a chubby belly and a pussy of blond hair.

When she bent over I saw her blond hair all over her lips, did the other girl shave her lips I wondered, as she was quite smooth there.

With her legs open and her lips parted it looked like a magical forest, waiting to be explored. Thwack, Owwwwww broke my concentration, she too got 5 hard spanks with her trainer on each cheek making her bottom wobble with each swat.

Stand; join the others as she jogged round in floods of tears her tits were up and down to her pace.

Stop, it was the last girl’s time.

Carry on you two, the girl passed Mr. Crane her trainer.

Please sir she said, I have been a very very naughty girl and would like it if you please spank me with my trainer on my bare bottom sir?

What a speech just to be whipped I thought.

Of course my dear, please bend.

She eased herself over and grasped her ankles.

She was by far the best developed of the 3.

Huge tits, the biggest I had ever seen, even in my special books, nipples like fireworks just ready to explode into take off, not sure of her belly I had lingered on her tits.

Her mound was a mass of jet-black hair.

When she was over with her legs together it was a beautiful sight of hills and valleys.

Legs apart, was the instruction.

She spread her legs and her juices ebbed and flowed over her folds, boy was she excited about something.

Thwack, came the first wave of punishment, thank you sir she said.

The second cheek the same all the way to number 9, I noticed Mr. Crane raise his arm higher, it knocked the puff out of her and she let out a whimper.

Stand.

Thank you for spanking my naughty bottom with my trainer sir she said sobbing.

You are most welcome, join the others.

He let them jog round a few more times then pulled out the first girl near his desk. Then the second.

I hope you two have learnt your lessons.

Yes sir they both said. He grabbed each by the arm and gave them 5 hard swats with his hand, which brought an immediate response of tears.

Now get dressed in 1 minute or you will spend some time over my knee.

The girls did not need ant other encouragement to quickly get dressed, they did not bother with their bras and knickers, picked up the note from the headmaster to take home and get signed and left the room.

Right stop, come here he said to the last girl.

She approached him and stood close so her huge tits were toughing his arm, how much better can this get I wondered and took my cock out.

It did not need much encouragement before it had reached its full throbbing size.

I rubbed it up and down as fast as my hand would go. I was a pro at wanking, id done it since I was 9. I persevered with it through all the dry come days, into the clear come days and now into my white come days.

I wanked 2 or 3 time’s day if I could think of something to wank about.

I certainly had a year worth here and still some to come.

Now my dear are you sorry for what you have done?

Oh yes sir.

I think I may need you to go over my knee for a final spanking.

Oo yes please sir.

She threw up her tits and placed herself over his knee, well forward so her cunt was almost in his face.

This looks a little sore is it?

Its not too bad sir.

He brought his hand down with a light slap and gently spanked her. Then the spanking stopped and his hand moved between her legs and she cooooed.

Oh sir, thank you sir, then came the crescendos Oooooooooooooooooooooo, thank you sir.

Her climax helped cover mine, I was about to come but where could I spit it, I picked up my small watering can and stuck the end of my cock into it, Ahhhhhhhhhhhh.

Was that the best wank ever?

Oh sir I seem to have wet your trousers a little she said on standing up.

Not a problem, now can I help you dress?

Oh thank you sir.

He picked up her bra and from the front held her by her nipple and placed it into a cup, same with her other tit.

Ooooooo thanks you, she fastened it from behind and he placed his hand in each cup to make sure she was comfortable.

He then took her green knickers and held them open for her, I was getting stiff again, she lifted one leg then the other as he started to pull them up.

He sopped at her cheeks and said her hair looked to be in the way and he moved his hand over her slit and clit.

I rubbed my cock again furiously hoping we could come together again

Oooooooooooo, Ahhhhhhhh I responded at the same time with another lot of fertilizer for the watering can.

He removed his hand and lifted it to his mouth, it was wet with her passion and he licked it dry.

He finished pulling her knickers up and left her to do the boring bits of gym vest, skirt and trainers.

Will you need to see me again sir? She asked yes, it is Saturday tomorrow; I think a Monday detention don’t you?

Thanks you sir, as she brushed passed him he went up her skirt and down her pants for one last touch.

Ok off you go.

I waited till all was quiet, I emptied the watering can over the Yukka plant, and very apt I thought.

Alice Jones approached Miss Jarvis`s desk

Right young lady knickers off and over my knee.

Alice’s knickers hit the floor, she picked them up and hung them on the chair then lowered herself onto Miss Jarvis`s knee.

Miss Jarvis wasted no time; she lifted Alice’s skirt up and tucked it into the waistband of her skirt.

Like Kelly’s, Alice’s bottom was facing the whole class and you could see her wince when Miss Jarvis`s next instruction came, legs apart Alice

Alice also 18 and also very well developed, probably more so than Kelly.

Her opened legs showed a black haired covered slit. Her slit lips looked puffier and she was pinker inside than Kelly.

Miss Jarvis started spanking and never missed a beat, soon Alice was following in Kelly’s footsteps, or should I say handprints?