Mabel and Janet hoped to enjoy their evening out as they entered the hall and saw the tables set out for at least a hundred people, and the stage all ready for the adaptation of the Many Red Stripes play. It was a theatre company run by a local youth group and so all the staff were between sixteen and twenty-five-years-old.
Mabel and Janet saw on their way in that they were due to be on table number six and made their way over there. Both grannies were sixty-five-years-old and were wearing summery sleeveless floral dresses with very short hems which they knew showed off their bat wings turtlenecks and creased skin, as well as their fleshy thighs, but didn’t care as they enjoyed the glances they got from several of the men sitting at tables they passed by.
As they walked through the crowded room, they saw that almost everybody was their age, and so well into their sixties. That didn’t surprise them because tickets were only available to men and women their age. However, they knew even men their age got hard-ons when they fancied a woman, and expected several erections to have developed as they walked towards their tables judging from the looks they were getting.
As they approached their table, they saw that they were sitting next to two women they didn’t know, but they introduced themselves and found that their names were Linda and Margaret. Initially, they got on well, but what Mabel and Janet didn’t know was that Linda and Margaret knew exactly who they were, and knew that they had been found guilty of stealing and that they had been publicly disciplined, and had chosen to sit next to them for that very reason.
It was partway through the meal that there was an announcement over the PA system. “We have just discovered that five hundred pounds has been stolen from the cashbox. If that has been taken by mistake then please can it be returned.”
There was lots of chatter around the room, and Margaret and Linda said loudly enough for others to hear, “Well these two have been found guilty of stealing in the past. Maybe they should be searched?”
Mabel and Janet knew they had both been caught stealing on a number of occasions and had been disciplined in public several times. Those experiences had certainly changed them and they were now reformed characters.
Others around the table started to stare at Mabel and Janet and question whether they should be searched, and those comments then started on adjacent tables. Soon, two of the supervisors came over to the table, looked at Mabel and Janet, and asked, “Please can you come with us so we can search you.”
Mabel and Janet were clearly embarrassed by being highlighted in the way that they had been. It didn’t help that all of the supervisors were so young. However, they decided it best to go with the supervisors because they knew that they hadn’t taken anything. However, as they walked towards the door, with the supervisors on either side of them clasping each one by their upper arms as though they were already proven guilty, so they felt more and more humiliated.
The supervisors led Mabel and Janet to an office where two more supervisors were waiting. As the door was closed behind them, they were asked, “Can we please check your handbags?”
Mabel and Janet were both happy to hand over their handbags and stayed silent as the contents were emptied onto the table. When the supervisors saw the money wasn’t there, they looked up and asked, “We will need to strip search you.”
Of course, Mabel and Janet had both been strip-searched several times when arrested and so were quite used to that. They were also used to the fact that these supervisors looked about eighteen or nineteen-years-old. So, replying in an upset tone, “If you must, but you have no reason to search us instead of anyone else in the dining room. “
The supervisors were clearly a little embarrassed because that was absolutely true. However, they had started and so went and stood behind both women, unzipped the backs of their dresses, and slipped the dress’s down the women’s arms and to their waists. They then walked back in front of Mabel and Janet and looked closely at their bras. The two supervisors glanced at each other, pretty sure that there was nothing hidden in those bras, but one said to the other, “We do need to check,” and turned to the two grannies and ordered, “Please will you unclip your bras.”
Mabel and Janet were also used to doing this and therefore, albeit reluctantly, unclipped their bras although kept the straps on their shoulders. They did wince as the two teenagers lifted up the bras and felt underneath and behind their naturally drooping breasts, and then saw the looks of acceptance on the two teenagers faces.
Happy there was nothing hidden in the bra cups, the order was given, “You can re-clip your bras, ladies,” adding, “So we now just need to check your knickers.”
Mabel and Janet winced again but quickly lifted the hems of their dresses up above their waists and pushed their knickers down. Once again, after the teenagers had checked their knickers, they saw the looks of acceptance on their faces.
It was whilst Mabel and Janet had their knickers down around their thighs that the door opened and another supervisor came in and said “We have found the money. Two women were trying to sneak out with it in all the commotion.”
So, the two supervisors apologised profusely to Mabel and Janet and said they should get dressed. They would also be refunded the cost of both their tickets, by way of compensation.
Actually, Mabel and Janet were quite happy with that and even joked between themselves, once they were left alone in the office to straighten out their clothes, that it would be worthwhile doing this every time if they got free tickets for things.
Mabel and Janet finished dressing and straightening their clothes, and, feeling relieved and looking forward to the play, left the office and walked back into the dining area. As they got to their table they looked up at the stage and saw, to their surprise, that it was Margaret and Linda who had been caught stealing the money and suddenly realised that accusing them had been just a ruse on their part to divert attention and then they tried to sneak out of the building. Both grannies then wondered what would happen to these two ladies now they had been caught.
One of the more senior supervisors, Emma, who was nineteen-years-old, faced the diners and said, “So, as you know, the play is about a discipline centre and the punishments that take place there, particularly with offenders being given the cane. Hence, the title, ‘Many Stripes of Red.’ Well, the play is based on fact and, whilst those in the play don’t have the experience to discipline anyone properly, we supervisors do. Therefore, what we are proposing is that we discipline both these thieving women here and now, and with all of you watching. Of course, any of you that don’t want to watch can leave. There is another meeting taking place upstairs, from the local girl’s sixth form college, and we will be asking them to come down and watch as well because it will be educational for them to see what happens to offenders.
Mabel and Janet were smiling because they knew exactly what Margaret and Linda would be going through. If neither had been disciplined in public then they were going to be very worried about having to prepare to be punished in front of so many people, not just men and women their own age, but now several dozen teenage girls as well. They would also be realising that as it was the supervisors who were going to be disciplining them, they would be disciplined by girls who were young enough to be their granddaughters. Again, Mabel and Janet remembered how embarrassing and humiliating that was the first time, although, to be fair, they quickly admired those girls for their authoritative attitude, which was exactly right when dealing with grannies their age, and wondered whether Margaret and Linda would gain the same respect for these supervisors.
Emma glared at Margaret and Linda and ordered, “It is normal to discipline naughty grannies when they are naked. Therefore, please get undressed.”
There was a look of shock and horror on Margaret and Linda’s faces as they looked around helplessly hoping for support, and realising straight away that they weren’t getting any. Worse, was that they saw the teenage college girls in their college uniform of green and white gingham short-sleeved dresses with white ankle socks walking into the dining area and standing around the walls, and they all had broad smiles on their faces. Feeling helpless, but also knowing that they had tried to steal the money and would end up with the same punishment at the proper discipline centre, so they knew they had no option but to undress.
The audience started to make derogatory comments about the two women and giggled as they saw them unzip their dresses and push them down over there drooping breasts, and, when they got to their waist, caught the elastic of their knickers with their thumbs and pushed both items of clothing down towards the floor. They then bent down, stepped out of both their dresses and their knickers, and scooped them up and handed both items of clothes to one of the waiting supervisors. They both then put their arms behind their backs and unclipped their bras, letting the straps slide down their arms, caught them, and handed them to the same supervisor. Both women then turned and looked out into the dining area and were hugely embarrassed and tried to cover their breasts with one arm and their pussy hair with their other hand. That only brought louder giggles and laughter from all of those watching, whether they were grannies or the teenage girls, as they saw how embarrassed the two thieving grannies were.
As Margaret and Linda got more and more humiliated, they watched one supervisor bring onto the stage two long thick senior canes. Worse, was when two other supervisors moved what they could see were caning tables onto the stage. In fact, they were more like horses, and both women knew that they would be bending right over, and their hands would be almost touching the floor, as would their legs, leaving their bottoms unprotected and in just the right position to be caned. They realised that the two horses were facing each other but slightly off centre so that those watching would get a good view of one of the bottoms being caned, and then an equally good view of the others face which would no doubt be creased with pain each time the cane struck. Of course, they would also see their large drooping breasts swaying as they reacted to the cane strokes.
Emma then ordered, “Right then, bend over the horses and put your wrists next to the cuffs.”
Margaret and Linda were on the verge of tears as they did as they were told, and, moments later, the supervisors were securing their wrists in the leather cuffs. After that, the supervisors secured their waists with another leather strap. They then did the same to the tops of their thighs and secured their ankles in the cuffs. So, it only took a few moments for both granny women to realise that they were secured to the caning horses and would be unable to do anything other than accept whatever punishment the supervisors decided upon. Of course, what they did know, was that that punishment would certainly involve those long thick senior canes.
There was still lots of murmuring around the room, including comments from the teenage girls about the women’s drooping breasts, turkey necks, bat wings, fleshy thighs, and fleshy tummies. They happily joked amongst themselves saying how they weren’t looking forward to being like that when they were these old granny women’s ages.
Of course, the comments were also heard by some of those sitting at the tables and who were the same age as Margaret and Linda and knew that they too had large drooping breasts and the like themselves. Of course, they were fully clothed and so these teenage girls didn’t realise that if they were all naked that they would all look exactly the same. However, they weren’t naked and they could at least enjoy watching both these thieving grannies being disciplined as they deserved to be.
Lucy joined Emma on the stage and the two teenage supervisors both picked up one of the canes. Lucy went and stood behind Margaret whilst Emma stood behind Linda and both looked so dominant in their light blue short-sleeved blouses and white skirts, with bare legs because it was still so warm. They were at least fully clothed, whilst they were looking down at the two fully naked granny women, strapped to the caning horses, and ready for their punishment.
Emma and Lucy then positioned themselves knowing that they wanted the end of the cane to land fully on the far bottom cheek rather than hitting the air in order to maximise the pain from each stroke. Once happy with their position, they rubbed the canes from side to side knowing that that would add to the tension that both grannies would right now be feeling and reckoned that both, like all offenders, regretted their actions now that they were faced with the retribution they deserved.
Indeed, Linda and Margaret were thinking exactly that. How could they have been so silly as to think they could’ve got away with stealing the money, and, what was worse, directing the attention to two innocent grannies. It looked so easy, at the time, but they hadn’t thought through what they were doing, and now fully regretted even thinking about stealing the money. More so now they felt the canes being rubbed from side to side across their bottoms, and, as they pulled at their wrist cuffs and knew there was nothing they could do to move, all they had to look forward to was the pain of what were bound to be very hard cane strokes. Of course, as they thought about that, they also realised that they had not been told how many strokes they were going to get and that gave them an even greater concern. Was it going to be six, twelve, eighteen, or even more, they wondered with increasing horror?
Emma and Lucy both knew the benefit of keeping to themselves the number of strokes that offenders were going to get. There were quite a large number of people watching, and the girls had earlier quickly discussed whether they ought to be told, but they had decided that if they kept the number to themselves it would even be a lesson for everyone watching to understand the additional punishment of being caned but not knowing how many strokes they were going to get. It had been proven that knowing the number of strokes made it easier for those receiving the cane to cope and so not knowing that would increase the incentive for everyone to behave that much better, rather than risk an unknown number of strokes of the cane. So, they decided between themselves that whilst they were going to give thirty-six strokes of the cane, they wouldn’t actually tell anyone that.
Margaret and Linda were both too scared to ask how many strokes they were going to get and knew they had no say anyway.
Emma and Lucy exchanged glances, then focused on the bottom in front of them, pulled their arms back, and brought the canes down with loud thwacks causing the bottom cheeks to surrender as the cane thrashed into them, and got the immediate reaction of a loud gasp from both women. As they watched the red welts appear, being the first red stripe in the name of the play, so they pulled their arms back again and brought the canes down just below the first stroke, and, as the bottom cheeks again surrendered to the canes, the loud thwacks were followed by even louder gasps of pain from the two women.
Margaret and Linda had never been caned before, although had watched others being caned at the discipline centre. They knew that those being caned suffered badly, but hadn’t realised just how much, and, as the third stroke landed, they both questioned how they were going to survive many more strokes. The fourth stroke added to their pain as did the fifth stroke and the sixth stroke. Of course, they held their breaths wondering whether that was the total penalty they had to pay, but their hopes were soon squashed as the seventh stroke landed. So, as the pain increased, they couldn’t stop themselves shaking their heads with their eyes tightly closed hissing in and out through clenched teeth and showing everyone watching just how much pain they were suffering.
Still, they didn’t get any sympathy from those watching who knew their play and lecture had been disrupted by these thieving grannies and so they deserved all the pain they were getting.
Emma and Lucy stayed focused and knew to allow the same few seconds between each stroke as the constant strokes would add to the stinging pain the granny women would suffer, and it wouldn’t take long for the stinging from one stroke to still grip them as the next stroke landed, causing a constant suffering of pain. Also, as they landed each stroke, they got a measure of satisfaction watching the bare bottom cheeks surrender to the cane each time as they heard each loud thwack followed by the pained gasp, and just as surely the development of the red raised welt. The women shaking their heads with their eyes tightly shut and hissing in and out through clenched teeth was a given, but they still felt good as they witnessed it.
There were lots of comments being made by those watching as the eighth stroke landed and again as the ninth stroke landed, and as the tenth stroke landed there were more and more comments about the pained look on Linda’s face and the beautiful red stripes on Margaret’s bottom. They continued with the eleventh stroke and with the twelfth stroke.
Whilst the cane had been a common implement used when the grannies and granddads in the audience were at sixth form college themselves, it wasn’t something used at the girl’s sixth form college. Having said that, it was something that was being reintroduced, and where it had been, all of a sudden, the discipline record and marks for exams improved at a very quick rate. For that reason, more and more sixth form colleges were reintroducing the cane and it was something that most of the students welcomed because those of them who were hard-working, which was the vast majority, were the ones who were really benefiting through far less disruption in class by the unruly students.
The cane strokes were continuing and as they got closer to eighteen Margaret and Linda were hoping that that would be the end of it. Indeed, as the eighteenth stroke landed, they both held their breaths hoping that they would feel the cuffs and straps being released. That didn’t happen though, and, instead, the nineteenth stroke landed and they once again let out loud yelps. In fact, as they both struggled with that stroke, they opened their eyes and found their vision was blurred, and then felt tears dribbling down their face, and knew they were about to dissolve into uncontrolled crying, just as they had seen those at the discipline centre dissolve. As the twentieth stroke landed and then the twenty-first and then the twenty-second, so the pain was just too much for them to bear, and the sobbing started in earnest as they pulled unsuccessfully at their wrist cuffs. Even as the twenty-third stroke and the twenty-fourth stroke landed, so they were pulling away, more because they simply couldn’t deal with the stinging pain than any hope that they could pull themselves free.
As the grannies tugged at their wrist cuffs whilst the cane did its pain-filled work and they threw their heads back, so the audience saw their drooping breasts swaying from side to side, which several of the men watching were smiling about. Even some of the women liked the sight of the swaying breasts, and the college girls were giggling with their hands over their mouths as though trying to hide their smiles as they also enjoyed the sight. In fact, the only ones who didn’t enjoy the sight were Margaret and Linda.
Emma and Lucy worked at the discipline centre as well and quite often gave thirty-six strokes to offenders. They knew the benefit of it, and, as they landed the twenty-fifth stroke and heard the loud pain-filled yelps, so they reminded themselves there was no benefit at all in giving lighter strokes because it was only hard strokes that really taught offenders a lesson. As the twenty-sixth stroke landed, they reminded themselves just how many offenders were only ever brought to the discipline centre once as their behaviour improved because of the fear of having to return.
The twenty-seventh stroke, then the twenty-eighth stroke and the twenty-ninth stroke followed with just the same gap between each stroke as the supervisors had allowed so far as they still did as they landed the thirtieth stroke and then the thirty-first stroke, and were fully aware the two women were learning their lesson judging from the crying and yelping they couldn’t stop. So, as they landed the thirty-second stroke and the thirty-third stroke, still with the same small-time gap between each stroke, they knew this was the right thing to do and were teaching the lesson they fully intended doing when the punishment began.
Margaret and Linda had both lost count, quite some time ago, of the number of strokes they had been given, just as they had expected, but, instead of counting, were telling themselves that they must never ever steal again or do anything that would lead them to be taken to a discipline centre. They thought that having to undress in front of so many people was humiliating enough, but that paled into insignificance as cane stroke followed cane stroke and, with the stinging, was the knowledge that they would not be able to sit down comfortably for many days because of the welts, and the memories of being disciplined would be with them for so much longer than that.
Emma and Lucy traditionally made sure that the last three strokes were the hardest of them all, and as they land the thirty-fourth stroke and watched the cane once again cause both bottom cheeks to surrender before they bounced back out and swirled around just in time for the thirty-fifth stroke to land and the same happened. Then, making sure that the last stroke was even harder than all of the others, so they were satisfied they had given both granny women the severe caning that they both deserved.
It was only after several seconds when no further cane stroke landed that Margaret and Linda hoped that their punishment was over. Having said that, they, of course, realised that the stinging was intense and that would remain, so, whilst the punishment wouldn’t be added to, it would still be there as a constant reminder for days to come. So, even as they kept on crying, they were relieved when they felt the ankle cuffs being undone, followed by the straps around their thighs, and then from their waists, and finally, the cuffs securing their wrists. and supposed it made sense that the wrist cuffs were the last to be removed to avoid them trying to get up too soon.
Emma waited for the wrist cuffs to be removed and then ordered sternly, “Okay, you too naughty women, you can both get up. However, make sure that you do not rub your bottoms because if you do you will be going straight back across the caning horses for some more strokes of the cane. “
Margaret and Linda were both still crying as they pushed themselves up, but had heard the threat and held their hands folded in front of themselves to make sure that they didn’t try to rub their stinging bottoms. They then waited to be told what to do next.
Emma glared at both women as she ordered, “I want you both to apologise to everyone watching for stealing.”
Margaret was the first, as she looked out at the watching audience through her blurred vision, and said a very weepy, “I am so sorry.”
Linda then followed, also sobbing, as she made the same apology.
Emma and Lucy then nodded to each other and at the two supervisors who were holding the granny women’s clothes, and ordered, “Take your clothes and go to the toilets and get dressed. You can then leave the building.”
Margaret and Linda took their clothes and walked through the tables of diners, feeling humiliated because they were still naked but also because of the comments they heard about their red-striped bottoms and large drooping and swinging breasts as they were caned. However, they, at last, got out of the dining area and made their way to the toilets, and, as they walked in and looked at their bottoms in the mirrors, so they gasped in horror at all those red welted stripes, some crisscrossing each other, which told them why their bottoms were stinging so much.
Back in the dining area, Emma and Lucy knew that as those watching saw the two naughty granny’s walking towards the door, most of the women would have quivering vaginas whilst most of the men would have hard-ons. After all, the play was designed for those who enjoyed the thought of either watching others being disciplined or being disciplined themselves. They weren’t so sure about the college girls, although now that the cane had been re-introduced at a number of local sixth form colleges there were still a few girls who seemed to get into trouble time and again just so they were sent to the headmistress to be caned. Most, though, hated it and behaved far better with that incentive in mind.
The diners settled down so that the play itself could start and the teenage sixth form college girls, albeit noisily and still giggling and making derogatory comments about the granny women’s flabby bodies and red striped bottoms, trooped out to go back upstairs. Then, as the lights dimmed, there was definitely the sound of stifled erotic gasps coming from lots of the granny women, whilst some of the men were seen wiping their trousers with serviettes, which Emma and Lucy were pretty sure meant that they had cum in their trousers. Well, that showed how successful they were and they even laughed between themselves thinking that maybe, instead of the play, they could offer to cane anyone else who wanted to be caned. Of course, that could’ve taken them hours given the reaction they were pretty sure the audience already had.
Even Mabel and Janet were aroused by watching the caning. They knew they both hated being caned, but, equally, had they been caned and sent to the toilets afterwards they would’ve ended up in a cubicle each, sitting on the seat of the pan, their legs apart, and their fingers running up and down their wet pussy’s, easing inside, whilst also flicking their taut clits, making erotic gasps as they came. They even wanted to just then.
Indeed, had they been in the toilets just then they would’ve heard those same erotic gasps coming from Margaret and Linda, who were sitting on the pan seats whilst bringing themselves to the most fabulous orgasms. Neither wanted to be caned again, but, then again, if they got orgasms like this each time maybe it would be worth it. They had friends who committed minor crimes to be sent to the discipline centre and caned in public and they had those same fabulous orgasms afterwards. Food for thought, they told themselves as they were rubbing their stinging bottoms and with tears still filling their eyes but once again had wonderfully quivering vaginas.
Those in the dining area were still enjoying the play and loved their quivering vaginas and erect penis’s, and didn’t give the two thieving grannies another thought. Of course, there were many many damp knickers and cum filled underpants by the end of the play, so it was an enjoyable evening for everyone, one way or another.
