Janette was enjoying one of her rare days off. She got one day off a month and was today walking through the park with a friend, Angela, also a maid but for another family. Like Janette, Angela was sixty-three-years old. Today, being their day off, they weren’t in their maid’s uniforms but wearing summery sleeveless dresses with very short hems. Both were very happy with their figures, even with their turtlenecks, bat wings, fleshy tummies and thighs, and enjoyed what they believed were envious looks from others who were walking in the park.
Janette and Angela walked along as though they owned the park forgetting that on every other day of the month they were maids in service and so had to be subservient to everyone around them. Today, though, they saw themselves as everyone’s equal even though they passed several groups where one or two were dressed as maids and the others were clearly the ones in charge. Had they thought about it, those groups were pretty much the same as though it was Janette and Angela wearing the maid’s uniforms and being properly subservient, and their mistresses, like Mistress Madison and Mistress Catherine, being the ones in charge of them.
Janette was getting so above herself that when they walked on a narrow path towards a group of teenagers with two older women, they kept walking expecting the teenagers to step aside, but they didn’t, and Janette said fiercely, “You shouldn’t block our paths and should show respect for our age.”
Angela smiled at the firmness of Janet’s reprimand, and thinking that no one around would know they were maids, added her own admonishment, “That’s right, respect your elders.”
Angela then glanced to one side and saw the two older women in the group, who looked to be in their forty’s, giving them a strange inquisitive look. Suddenly reverting to her submissive maid personality, she blushed, looked towards the floor, and said, “Sorry, ma’am, that might have been a bit too firm.”
Angela was relieved that the two women didn’t say anything, but was taken back by a sharp reprimand from behind, “You two maids should not be talking like that to those who are clearly above your station.”
The two women exclaimed, “Are you both maids?”
One of the teenage girls, Lucy, said with a smile, “Hi there, Madison and Catherine,” then glaring at Janette and Angela said firmly, “I agree maids should not be speaking to us like that.”
Madison explained to the teenagers, “Hi there Lucy, yes, they are both maids. One is mine and the other her friend who was in my house just an hour ago and will be coming back to mine as well. So, that puts me in charge of both of them, and I think I’m going to have to correct their behaviour.”
Lucy then looked at Janette and, with a questioning look on her face, asked, “Isn’t that Miss Dawson?”
Janette was horrified when she looked at Lucy and then at the other teenagers and realised that most of them had been in her class last year at the sixth form girl’s college. Worse, looking around the group, she realised that she had spanked almost every one of them, and several rather more than once, and probably Lucy the most, after Catherine. That didn’t bode well at all, she told herself.”
Madison replied, “She is that the same teacher, but now is a maid and as the family that she serves are away she is staying with me whilst my parents are also away, and I have already had the need to show her what mistresses do to their misbehaving maids.”
Lucy beamed a smile reckoning that that correction would be something like Miss Dawson did to them when she was their teacher, and asked, “A good hard bare bottom spanking?”
Madison smiled and replied, “Yes, and even a caning sometimes.”
One of the two older women said, “I think that will be a very good lesson for everyone to see, and, if you want to, there is a function room in the pavilion over there where everyone can watch you deal with both these naughty maids.”
Madison immediately said, “Yes, let’s all go there.” Then looking at Janette and Angela ordered, “Maids, follow me.”
As they walked, Lucy said so that Janette and Angela could hear, “It’s a pity they aren’t in their maid’s uniforms to put them properly in their place.”
Madison smiled as she replied, “It doesn’t actually matter what they are wearing now, because they won’t be wearing it once we get inside.”
As they walked along listening to the chatter from the other teenagers, Madison and Catherine also agreed that Lucy should deal with one of the maids, probably Janette, so she could get revenge for being spanked so often in class. They asked Lucy, who readily agreed.
Angela was totally submissive now and, worse, suddenly remembered what happened to Janette since living with Mistress Madison. She was now horrified because being spanked was not something that she had ever experienced herself, as a maid or at any other time. She wanted to explain to Mistress Madison and apologise profusely, but, having heard the experiences of Janette, she reckoned that wasn’t going to go down very well right then. Maybe later, once Madison had calmed down a bit, she would see how unfair it was to spank someone, even a maid, who had never been spanked before.
Angela also knew that Mistress Madison spanked Janette in the nude, hence her comment about not having to worry about her not wearing a maid’s uniform. She did look around at the teenage girls and saw that they were all in tight figure-hugging vest tops and mainly cotton shorts showing off their legs and thighs, so all pretty skimpy, but still knew there was a huge difference between being dressed like that and being naked. She really did hope that she would be able to talk Mistress Madison out of dealing with her in the same way that she had now so often dealt with Janette.
Both Janette and Angela also heard the chatter from the teenage girls saying it would be so much fun watching their ex-teacher being spanked, just as she had so often spanked each of them. The comments went on to discuss in such a derogatory way all those good things that Angela felt about her body that, when spoken out loud, was really aimed at showing her up and embarrassing her. Well, one thing for sure, was that she was certainly feeling embarrassed now and wasn’t anywhere near as happy about her body as she usually was.
Jeanette, on the other hand, was quite used to being humiliated by her mistress, being spanked whilst naked, and in front of several teenage mistresses. She therefore still felt very good about her body notwithstanding the derogatory comments and accepting they were just the effects of her age.
A few minutes later and Madison, Lucy, the other teenagers, the two lady adults, Janette, and Angela, were all in the function room in the pavilion. Madison quickly looked around and saw there were rows of chairs facing towards one wall, and she took two of the chairs and moved them to the end wall, placing them so they faced back into the room. She then beckoned Lucy to sit on one chair as she sat on the other, glaring at Janette and Angela. All of the others sat in the rows of chairs with all having a good few of both Madison and Lucy. Janette and Angela stood at the front-facing Madison and Lucy and with their backs to the others.
Madison glared at Janette and Angela and said sternly, “What you said to all of these people, who are far superior to you as you are just maids, is totally unacceptable. Therefore, in my position as a Mistress, I order you both to get undressed so that your bare bottoms can be spanked.”
Just then, Mandy stood up and said, “Actually, Madison, I was on my way back from the Department Store where I purchased two wooden-backed hairbrushes which is what is used in our household on naughty maids. Maybe you should also use them on these naughty maids?”
Immediately there was a chorus from the teenage girls, “Hairbrush, hairbrush, hairbrush.”
Madison smiled as she replied, “That is really good of you, Mandy. If we were at my house this naughty maid would be getting the cane, which I fully intended giving to her when we got back. However, it is far better that we can deal with them fully here and the hairbrushes are perfect.”
A smiling Mandy brought the hairbrushes to where Madison and Lucy were sitting, and handed one to each girl. She then went back to her chair, smirking at both maids as she walked past them.
Biting her lip, Angela looked towards Madison but not directly at so not making eye contact, asked, “Please, Mistress, may I say something?”
Madison wouldn’t normally have taken any questions from a maid, but, recognising that it could lead to an interesting conversation, she replied, “Okay, maid, what do you want to say?”
Angela was relieved to be given permission to speak, although was still nervous as she said, “Please, Mistress, it’s just that where I serve we are not spanked but rather lectured by the governess who will explain to us what we have done wrong and how we must improve. I would ask to be dealt with in the same way here, Mistress, if it pleases you.”
Madison made it look as though she thought about it for a moment but then responded firmly, “You’ve probably heard the saying, ‘When in my house, my rules apply.’ Well, this is effectively my house and you visited my house this morning and will be coming back later on. I think all of that means that you need to submit to my rules.”
Angela grimaced at the sharp retort and knew that it was not her place to argue with any mistress of any house, because they always held sway over every maid. She had a mistress of seventeen-years of age in her place of service and, even though sixty-three-years-old herself, always called her, ‘Mistress,’ and curtsied whenever speaking to her, so, even in her summery sleeveless dress, she curtsied and, looking towards the floor, and blushing, replied, “Yes Mistress, of course, Mistress.”
Madison and Lucy both looked at the sea of faces behind Angela and Janette, and they were all smiling and smirking and holding their hands over their mouths to hide their giggling. Even the two older women were chuckling and clearly exchanging comments, and, to make the point, said loudly enough, “When will these maids learn just who is in charge?”
Angela wanted to make a response but knew that she couldn’t, in fact mustn’t, and just had to accept whatever decision this young mistress made. She was already regretting what she said back there in the park as it was so out of character for her, and yet she was now going to suffer the most horrible punishment because Janette had described to her just how her mistress dealt with her so often now and that it hurt so much every time.
Janette was used to being caned and thought she was let off lightly if instead the hairbrush was used, even though it was a particularly thick one. However, Angela was clearly horrified at the thought. She had never been spanked before, let alone spanked with a hairbrush, and she just saw what was happening was getting worse and worse. She looked across at Janette who shook her head, as though warning her not to argue. Of course, Angela realised once again that in her position as a maid she had to be subservient to whatever her mistress, or, she now realised, any mistress, decided should happen. Of course, she fully understood that was the way it had to be because they were the ones in charge and most maids, at least, understood it was their position to obey. So, Angela reconciled herself to the fact that she was going to be spanked for the first time ever, here, now, with so many teenage girls who could be her mistress at any time, watching.
Angela also had to admit that Mistress Madison was also right to discipline them both. They had forgotten their station and were going to pay the price. That price might be different from what she would have suffered back at her place of service, but she had to respect Mistress Madison for the way she was controlling things.
Madison continued taking control and discussed with Lucy, as though Janette and Angela weren’t there, “I discipline my maid all of the time. So, this time, why don’t I discipline the other maid and you discipline my maid, bearing in mind you will be getting sweet revenge for when she spanked you in class so often last year?”
Lucy was really happy with that decision. She had often pictured herself giving the horrible Miss Dawkins a spanking and now that would actually come true. So, she replied with a smile, “That sounds good to me, Madison.”
So it became even clearer to Angela that she was going to find out exactly what it was like to be spanked by Janette‘s mistress and felt even more sorry for herself.
Madison then ordered, “Okay you naughty maids, I always give a spanking with you naked so get undressed.”
Jeanette was used to it and immediately put her hand behind her back and unzipped her dress, sliding it down her arms to her waist, catching her knickers with her thumbs, then pushing both her dress and knickers down to the floor, stepping out of them, scooping them up, folding them, and putting them on another chair. So, seeing Janette getting undressed, Angela knew that she had no choice and moments later she too had scooped up her dress and knickers and was folding them and put them on another spare chair. Both she and Janette then put their arms back behind their backs and unclipped their bras, let their bra’s slide down their arms, catching them, and then putting their bra with their other clothes.
Madison smiled as she saw Angela standing there naked, clearly embarrassed and humiliated, with one arm folded across her breasts and with the other trying to cover her pussy hair mound. Without saying anything Madison got up and stood behind Angela and said sharply, “Get your hands on top of your head, you naughty maid.”
As Angela felt her bottom being rubbed and, wide-eyed and horrified, she gasped as the first spank she had ever had landed on her bottom and another spank and then another spank and a fourth spank. After the fourth spank, Angela heard comments like, “Did you see how everything wobbled, like her batwings and droopy breasts and her tummy. Still, it’s her own fault as he should know better than trying to cover herself up.”
Even though increasingly humiliated, it struck Angela just how right all of these young mistresses were because those comments made so much sense. She also remembered Janette said she had an increasing respect for Mistress Madison and she could feel herself gaining that increasing respect as well. She was sure that was not going to help her to deal with the pain but it did make it easier for her to submit to the authority of these young mistresses. Then, when she glanced again at the hairbrush in Mistress Madison’s hand and knew that it was going to be used on her bottom, she grimaced and again regretted taking part in what earned them the spanking in the first place.
Madison was happy with the way Angela now seemed to be submitting to her control, rightly so, and, looking towards Lucy said, “Let’s get this done so these very naughty maids get the lesson they need to learn.”
Madison then glared at the two maids and ordered, “Right, You two, get across our laps.”
Angela was now in truly submissive mode and went and stood by Madison looking down at her bare thighs. Janette had been quicker and was already easing herself down across Lucy’s lap and Angela followed suit and, balancing on the far side of the chair started to ease herself down across Madison’s lap, catching her fall with her hands on the floor and lowering her full weight onto Madison’s thighs. As she did and her face was just inches from the floor, so she suddenly felt even more humiliated than she had ever felt before particularly as she looked sideways and saw all those upside-down faces looking towards her with their broad grins.
That humiliation deepened further when Angela felt Madison’s hand on her bottom rubbing in circles, and, as she did, she glanced up and saw Janette’s face just a few inches from hers as they were lying in opposite positions. Then, she looked sideways and saw again those grinning faces but the humiliation was settling down because she was reconciled to the fact that she was going to be spanked and actually having her bottom rubbed several times further conditioned her to what was about to happen. She even wondered whether these teenage girls and Mistress Madison, in particular, were aware that by rubbing the bottom across their lap they were further imposing their control and increasing the acceptance by the one about to be spanked. That was certainly the way that Angela was thinking.
Next moment, Angela realised her bottom wasn’t being rubbed anymore and then the next moment felt the first real spank being across Madison’s lap rather than when standing up. Well, being spanked when across Madison’s lap with her face so close to the floor and seeing Madison’s upside-down bare legs, as well as everybody else being upside-down, she certainly did feel put in her place. Then, as the spanks continued on alternate bottom cheeks Angela started to wonder whether this was more meaningful than being berated by the governess where she worked. After all, she knew that when she was released by the governess all she had to do was walk away and tell herself she had to do better, but she could tell already that while she would be thinking exactly the same after being spanked, her stinging bottom would be an even bigger incentive.
Angela started to struggle, she realised, as Madison then changed to spanking the same bottom cheek time and again and then the other bottom cheek time and again, which was certainly causing her more of a problem to cope with than being spanked on alternate bottom cheeks. This told her that Mistress Madison did know very well how to give a good spanking, and whilst the pain increased, so did her respect for the teenage mistress.
Janette was coping pretty much as usual and even felt that the spanking was lighter than the one that Madison would have given her. On the other hand, here was yet another girl from her class last year who now had her across her lap and happily spanked her bare bottom and it seemed that the number was increasing and would be likely to continue to increase judging from some of the comments being made by those other teenage girls watching saying how they would also love to give their horrible ex-teacher a spanking. It did hurt her to be called horrible because she thought that except for spanking the girls, which after all was a valid method of punishment at the college, she was actually a good teacher. Most of the girls got to university after all, and that must have been down to her to an extent at least.
Angela realised that she was now thinking much more about the spanking than the intentionally humiliating comments being made by the teenagers because her bottom was stinging more and more as each spank landed. The humiliation stayed because she simply wasn’t used to having the upside-down view of everything, but she did have to admit that she reckoned that Mistress Madison was dealing with her in such an authoritative way, and, in fact, more so than the governess at her normal place of service. She could see more and more how this was going to be a far more forceful and effective lesson rather than just being told off. That became even clearer when Mistress Madison started to spank the backs of her legs because the stinging affected her almost immediately, particularly when she realised that when she looked at Mistress Madison’s upside-down legs they were blurred.
The girls were continuing to enjoy watching the two naughty maids being spanked and even more so as they saw Madison and Lucy stop spanking for a moment, but then pick up the two thick wooden-backed paddle hairbrushes.
Angela had quite forgotten about the hairbrush and thought that once the hand spanking stopped, even for a few moments, her spanking was over. It was therefore yet another shock when she felt something hard being rubbed in circles around her bottom, looked up towards Janette, and saw that Lucy had a hairbrush in her hand and was rubbing the paddle side around Janette’s bottom. She knew the same was being used on her bottom, looked at the floor, and let out a sob of despair. Once the hairbrush was no longer being rubbed on her bottom, she feared the worst and next moment the hairbrush came down with a loud thwack on her bottom, and she yelped far louder than any of the previous spanks had caused.
Lucy was really enjoying spanking Miss Dawkins, although right now she was happily referring to her just as maid. She really loved the way that the maids bottom flattened each time her hand spanked down on her bottom cheeks, as well as the increasingly loud gasps that she was hearing the maid make as she spanked the backs of her legs, and then yet again even louder as she used the thick wooden-backed paddle hairbrush which wasn’t so dissimilar to what she used to brush her lush long blond hair with. Even though she was a teenager spanking a sixty-three-year-old granny aged woman she felt so in control but also enjoyed the revenge she was getting for being spanked by this maid when she was her teacher. Then the spankings weren’t even that fair, whereas today this maid had really earned the spanking.
Clearly, Lucy was the one enjoying herself the most because of it being a new experience for her while enjoying it the least was Angela who was also experiencing this for the first time, albeit on the receiving end. As the heavy stinging spanks with the horrid hairbrush landed time and again, dozens of times, sometimes on alternate bottom cheeks, whilst at other times several spanks on the same bottom cheek followed by several spanks on the other bottom cheek, she couldn’t stop the tears filling her eyes, then dribbling down her face as she cried uncontrollably. Even so, and though she would normally be horrified at the humiliation she was suffering and would have hated Mistress Madison for spanking her, and all of the other teenagers who were watching, in fact, because she had come to the indisputable conclusion that she was the one at fault and that each and every one of these teenagers should be allowed to spank any naughty maid, so it was that she found herself respecting each and every one of them.
Eventually, and thankfully, Angela realised that the spanks did stop, but her uncontrolled crying hadn’t. It took her quite a while to calm down but still let out fairly constant sobs as she struggled with the intense stinging of her bottom. The humiliation returned as she still remained bent across Mistress Madison’s lap with her face inches from the floor and much relieved when she heard the order, “Okay both of you maids, you can get up now.”
Janette had also been crying, just as she always did when Mistress Madison spanked her, and, in the end, she realised that Mistress Lucy clearly knew how to give an equally hard spanking. As she eased herself up her hands flew to her bottom, and she was quickly rubbing furiously, stepping from foot to foot doing her normal spanking dance, and she saw the blurred outline of Angela doing exactly the same.
Angela was relieved that the spanking was over and didn’t even consciously start to dance, but it seemed to be just a natural reaction, probably being a mixture of feeling like a well punished naughty maid, but it also gave her time to reflect and she knew that this lesson was far more meaningful than the scolding she got from the governess, and would certainly be remembered for very much longer. This time she wouldn’t just tell herself she must do better as she walked away from the governess, but would be making sure she did to avoid a repeat spanking.
Madison didn’t allow the two maids to do the spanking dance for very long, but just long enough so that her friends could see how much the maids were struggling to cope with their stinging bottoms. Madison always found it satisfying, as well, to watch the spanking dance with tears dribbling down the maid’s face, knowing that her bottom would be stinging for ages afterwards. Even so after a couple of minutes, she ordered, “Okay you two very naughty maids, you can get dressed and leave.”
Madison and Catherine weren’t going to hang around just to watch the maids get dressed and waved to everyone so they followed them out of the pavilion. As they did, they were still all chatting happily about how hard she and Lucy had spanked the two maids, and most said how much they would have enjoyed doing the same. Madison thought it did seem a little strange that the two older ladies didn’t join in the conversation but were blushing, and Madison smiled to herself wondering whether, instead of wanting to give a spanking, either or both of them would be just as happy, or maybe even happier, to be on the receiving end.
Back inside the pavilion, Janette had calmed down the fastest and quickly got dressed, still letting out the occasional sob and sniff, but otherwise recovering. She waited for Angela to finish getting dressed before saying, “I just need to go to the toilet before we leave.”
Angela certainly didn’t feel like going to the toilet but followed Angela in. However, as soon as she realised that Janette wasn’t doing a pee but was clearly fingering herself, Angela knew that she was also getting aroused, and, as she did, she felt under her dress and along the front of her knickers and realised they were damp, which would only be for one reason. She even let out the slightest of gasps as she felt herself and went into the cubicle next to Janette and sat down on the seat cover. She quickly lifted the hem of her dress above her waist and pushed her knickers down to her knees, parted her legs, and then ran her fingers along her very wet pussy lips, just as she would do when in bed at night. As she did and was getting closer and closer to an orgasm, she really couldn’t understand how come she was feeling so aroused bearing in mind that her bottom was stinging so much, but she focused on her finger sex and told herself she would have to think about that later. In the meantime, she brought herself to pretty much the most amazing orgasm she had had for many many years.
Angela sat on the pan continuing to finger herself, easing her fingers inside her vagina again and also flicking her taught clit, and she knew that Janette was doing exactly the same in the cubicle next door. For her, this was mind-blowing because, if it was the case that being spanked produced this huge orgasm, then she told herself that she would have to experience it again.
Angela gave herself three orgasms in total and reckoned that Angela had a fourth before they both seemed to decide to pull back up their knickers, straighten out their dresses, and to go back outside. Once outside, Angela couldn’t speak for a while and then just let out in a wondrous tone, “Unbelievable.”
Janette was much more used to fingering herself after a spanking, and asked with almost a smile, albeit with a face stained with her make-up, “Unbelievable that you got spanked or unbelievable what it made you do just now?”
Angela said in a questioning tone, “Do you mean to say you do that every time?”
Janette gave a broad grin as she replied, “Every single time.”
That gave Angela so much to think about. She still couldn’t get over how humiliated she was by having to get undressed, bend over a teenager’s lap, and be spanked so hard, and in front of so many other teenagers. Yet the result couldn’t be questioned because as well as causing her the most awful stinging pain, and much more than she had ever experienced before, clearly that pain also brought her the desire, in fact the need to, to give herself the most brilliant finger sex. It set her thinking again whether her governess had got things wrong because this was a much harder lesson, and now couldn’t understand why it wasn’t the method of discipline for all maids. Maybe it would be as the teenage girls watching became adult mistresses. In fact, almost certainly.
