Lindsay circulated chatting to some of her Mums friends. As she did the rounds she suddenly saw Ms Brown, one of her ex-teachers, so she went over for a chat.
“Hi Ms Brown,” Lindsay said happily. “Do you remember me? Lindsay Foster?”
Ms Brown heard the name and smiled. “Oh, yes, Lindsay. I do remember you. How nice to see you.”
Lindsay smiled to herself as she realsied Ms Brown was dressed pretty much as she used to be when at college in a short-sleeved white blouse buttoned up the front with a dark blue skirt and tights. They chatted happily for a few minutes as they both sipped a glass of wine.
“So what are you doing now?” Ms Brown asked.
Lindsay explained, “I am in my last year training to be a school teacher.”
“That’s very good,” Ms Brown enthused. “You must be the same age as I was when I first qualified to be a teacher. Twenty-three-years-old?”
“I’m only twenty-two-years-old actually,” Lindsay replied with a smile.
They chatted for a few of minutes and Lindsay was about to ask for her advice when Ms Brown saw another lady walk by. As she walked on Ms Brown said to Lindsay, “Oh my, that’s Mrs Johnson. She is a School Inspector. I need to have a word with her so would you excuse me please?”
“Of course, Ms Brown,” Lindsay agreed with a smile. “Maybe we will chat some more later on?”
“Of course we can,” Ms Brown said as she walked away following Mrs Johnson out of the room.
It was about an hour later that Lindsay went outside to the barn and realised Ms Brown was talking to Mrs Johnson. She peeked in and saw Mrs Johnson was about the same age as Ms Brown so both were in their mid-fifties. Mrs Johnson was dressed perhaps surprisingly similarly to Ms Brown so in a blouse and skirt but had bare legs.
Lindsay could tell from the slightly slurred speech of Ms Brown that she had had a little too much to drink. The subject matter surprised her even more.
Ms Brown was half whispering but her voice traveled. “I have to admit Mrs Johnson that at school I sometimes just decide I want to discipline one of the girls. I call her to my office and put her across my lap or cane her. They don’t mind because the next time they are naughty I just tell them off and don’t spank or cane them.”
However Mrs Johnson was far from pleased. “I must tell you Ms Brown not to tell me such things. If it became public knowledge I would have to report you.”
Ms Brown put her finger to her nose and said sounding as though conspiring, “I understand, Mrs Johnson.”
Lindsay could tell Ms Brown was about to come back out of the barn and quickly made her way back inside the Clubhouse. A few moments later Ms Brown came in and looking around the room saw Lindsay who waved to attract her attention
“I need to go, Lindsay,” Ms Brown said with a smile but with a slur.
Lindsay was annoyed but didn’t show it. She remembered the time when she was still at College and Ms Brown had called her to her office and told her off for something she hadn’t done. Lindsay had argued but Ms Brown just ignored her and took her by the arm and led her to a chair where she sat down, took down Lyndsay’s knickers, put her across her lap, and spanked her bare bottom before giving her six strokes of the cane. However she hid her anger and simply asked, “Would I be able to come by your house tomorrow? I have some questions about my training and it would be really helpful.”
Ms Brown replied, “Of course, Lindsay. I live in the house two doors from the old College, although I am now Headmistress at the sixth form college down the road.”
Lindsay replied, “I remember the house, Ms Brown.”
They agreed on 7.00 pm the following evening and Ms Brown smiled as she walked out of the room and made her way home.
Lindsay arrived at Ms Brown’s house at exactly 7 pm. She was dressed this time in a short-sleeved floral dress with a high hem. It was still warm and she had bare legs.
Ms Brown opened the door with a welcoming smile. She was in a sleeveless light pink dress and was also bare legged.
“Please do come in Lindsay,” Ms Brown said in a welcoming tone.
Lindsay walked in and was directed to the living room.
“How about a glass of wine?” Ms Brown asked.
Lindsay replied happily, “That would be lovely thank you.”
They sat down on armchairs and Lindsay explained her progress going through her teacher training course and that she was working at a sixth form college teaching sixteen to eighteen-year-old’s. She told Ms Brown how she was settling in well and enjoying her work.
During the discussion Ms Brown told Lindsay how she had progressed through the profession and was now a headmistress.
Lindsay deliberately moved the discussion on to the question of discipline at college. She asked what Ms Brown thought about the move away from physical discipline and more to seeming to insisting on a mutual respect between the teacher and student.
Ms Brown explained that in her view discipline was going in the wrong direction. She said there was nothing wrong with a misbehaving student being turned across a teacher’s lap and given a spanking, whilst even believing that the cane should continue to be used for the worst behaving students.
“I do agree with you Ms Brown,” Lindsay said. She continued “What do you think should happen if a teacher disciplines a student and then discovers it was a mistake?”
Ms Brown thought for a moment and then replied, “I think the teacher should definitely apologise. Mistakes do happen and I am sure that most students are aware of that and will accept that.”
Lindsay said she sort of agreed but then asked, “What happens if a teacher is in a bad mood and deliberately decides to punish a student even though the teacher knows the student had done nothing wrong.?”
Ms Brown was thoughtful for another moment. Lindsay suspected that she was thinking about the conversation she had had with Mrs Johnson in the barn yesterday.
Ms Brown eventually replied saying, “It would certainly be wrong of the teacher to do that. I suppose that the next time the student misbehaved the teacher could simply tell the student off rather than spank or cane them again.”
Lindsay pressed with, “What about if the student simply never misbehaved again afterwards and therefore never would have received a further punishment anyway?”
Ms Brown was again thoughtful before answering. “Well that is rather more difficult. What do you think should happen, Lindsay?”
Lindsay replied seriously, “Well I think that if a teacher has deliberately disciplined the student simply because the teacher was in a bad mood, then that teacher should suffer the same discipline.”
Ms Brown replied tentatively, “I can see the sense of that, but that would mean a student spanking a teacher wouldn’t it?”
Lindsay replied in an abrupt tone, “Yes it would but surely that would be justified wouldn’t it?”
Ms Brown looked as though she started to be feeling uncomfortable. Lindsay was sure it was because she knew that she had done exactly that on so many occasions.
Ms Brown eventually replied, “I suppose it depended upon the teacher.”
Lindsay continued in a firm tone of voice, “Well I had that exact example. My teacher was in a bad mood and she called me into her office and told me off for something that I had not done and I believe she knew I had not done it. After telling me off she sat on her chair, made me stand next to her, then lowered my knickers, lifted my dress, put me across her lap, and then gave me a very long and hard spanking. Once she had finished spanking me she made me bend over and grab the seat of the chair and gave me six strokes of the cane. I had never been spanked or caned before nor since.”
Ms Brown blushed as though she was starting to remember something. She said in a quiet tone, “I guess you are talking about the time that I disciplined you.”
Lindsay replied firmly, “That is exactly what I am referring to Ms Brown. You knew that I didn’t deserve it. You were just upset and I was the first person you saw and you decided to vent your anger on me.”
Ms Brown asked still blushing, “Do you hate me because of that Lindsay?”
Lindsay gave a rather surprisingly answer. “The fact is that I had a schoolgirl crush on you at the time.”
Ms Brown put her hand over her mouth as she gasped in surprise. “Oh my goodness. I didn’t realise that. But you are right that I was in a bad mood and had just had an argument with the headmistress over a goody-goody schoolgirl. I wanted to punish her but was told I couldn’t. I could only give her a detention. So when I saw you I just decided to take out my anger on you.”
Lindsay shook her head slowly clearly showing Ms Brown she did not accept the apology. “Well I don’t think saying sorry does it. What I need is justice and that means doing to you what you did to me.”
Ms Brown let out another gasp of surprise. “Are you saying that you want to give me a spanking?”
Lindsay replied adamantly, “Yes. A spanking but also the cane. “
“The cane?” Ms Brown replied sounding even more surprised.
Lindsay stated firmly, “I rather suppose that you will have a cane somewhere in the house? Someone who will discipline a student just because they are angry is bound to have that kind of implement in their own house.”
Ms Brown subconsciously looked towards a side cabinet.
Lindsay saw the look and immediately went over to the cupboard and opened the door. “Ha,” she exclaimed, as she took out a hook ended cane.
Lindsay turned and saw Ms Brown swallow hard although she remained silent. She took that as an acceptance by Ms Brown that she was going to be punished for what she had done so without a word Lindsay went to the dining table and turned a chair into the room. She sat down and pointed to the floor to her right side.
Ms Brown knew exactly what the motion meant. She had after all done exactly that to so many students in the past. The last thing she wanted was to be spanked and caned but she knew that what she had done was very wrong. It wasn’t as though it was only Lindsay that she had done that too. Mostly though they were students who regularly earned detentions and either a spanking or a caning and so they were just let off the spanking or caning the very next time.
It had been a surprise to Ms Brown to find Lindsay had had a schoolgirl crush on her. It was pleasant though and she remembered how she had found Lindsay an attractive young lady. She had even masturbated on more than one occasion thinking about her.
So accepting she owed a debt to Lindsay Ms Brown stepped across and stood on the spot Lindsay had pointed at
Without waiting for any permission Lindsay lent forward and lifted up the hem of Ms Brown’s dress. She then put her thumbs inside the elastic of her knickers and looking up yanked them down. “Step out of them,” Lindsay ordered.
Ms Brown winced as he stepped out of her knickers and watched Lindsay put them on the table. She also looked at Lindsay’s lap and saw that the hem of her dress had risen right up and that her thighs were almost completely bare. She had a pang of memory again when she recalled that she had also had feelings for Lindsay. She had only been sixteen-years-old at the time but she found her a very friendly young lady who worked hard and was sweet-natured. She remembered being unable to control her anger at the time but after spanking and caning her she did have regrets. She wanted to say sorry so many times but just could not bring herself to do it. Now she was looking down at Lindsay’s bare thighs and saw that she was quite the young woman. In fact she was she now someone that she quite fancied.
“Get across my lap Ms Brown,” Lindsay ordered.
Ms Brown had mixed feelings of dread of being punished but also feelings of remorse for what she had done and now feelings of passion as well as she looked at the angry young woman sitting on the chair. She knew that she had to hand over control to Lindsay.
Equally Ms Brown accepted that it was wrong for Lindsay to show her the respect that she obviously still had for her “My first name is Alice. I think that because you are going to discipline me you should use my first name rather than how you called me as a teacher”
Lindsay looked up at Ms Brown and fought to hide her smile but clearly appreciated the gesture. “Yes, Alice, now get across my lap so I can give you a spanking,” Lindsay ordered.
Feeling rather better and ready for the discipline that she knew that she deserved, Alice eased herself down across Lindsay’s lap.
Lindsay smiled as she watched Alice ease herself down across her lap and smiled as she watched her settle her weight down fully across her bare thighs. She realised that she was getting aroused by the sight of Alice’s bare bottom which surprised her as she had never fantasised about giving anyone a spanking. She had always had a schoolgirl crush on Alice but once she had gone across her lap she often lay in bed at night with her vibrator dreaming of the close-up view she had had of Alice’s legs. As much as she had wanted revenge on Ms Brown for her wrongful spanking her only visions were of the backs of her legs rather than her bare bottom across her lap. Even the feel of her hand rubbing her bottom was sensuous and erotic. The spanks may have hurt and the cane even more, but when in bed with her vibrator that pain was usually forgotten or ignored and only the wonders of the stinging pain and the flutters bouncing around her pussy were remembered. Of course she had experience of making out and so she added that to her fantasy which became the desire to be spanked by a girl her own age and then make out. It was a crazy turn on what had happened but it had been caused by the wrongful punishment she had been given.
It was as she rubbed Alice’s bottom that Lindsay realised she was turned on so much by looking at her lovely rounded bottom knowing she was soon going to give it a blistering spanking and turn it a bright glowing red. She nearly came at the thought of it.
So as Lindsay rubbed Alice’s bottom both women became lost in their own thoughts. Alice had never been spanked but had dreamed time and again about being spanked and now she was going to be. Lindsay had only ever dreamed about being spanked again but by a girl her own age but now realised that giving a spanking was what really turned her on. So as the spanking was about to begin both were content.
Lindsay raised her hand and brought it down hard on Alice’s bottom and she smiled at the gasp Alice made. She raised her hand again and smiled as she landed her open palm on Alice’s other bottom cheek and heard the repeated gasp. Spank after spank was given on alternate bare bottom cheeks and each was rewarded with a gasp or a grunt whilst at the same time both bottom cheeks were being turned redder and redder.
Alice had always wondered how come the students cried so much when she spanked them as she reckoned the spanks stung a bit but not so much really. However she realised the stinging intensified as the spanks continued to land and after a few dozen spanks she was finding it rather harder to cope.
Lindsay continued landing spank after spank and enjoyed watching Alice’s bottom turn a deeper and deeper red. Flutters raced around her pussy as she spanked Alice and realised her real desire to spank another woman. Alice was fair game even though she was so much older than herself but the control factor was so erotic for Lindsay that age never came in to it.
Lindsay looked down at Alice’s bottom and decided that both bottom cheeks were now a nice glowing red. She was satisfied that she had given the teacher a hard enough spanking. However she wasn’t finished yet.
“Get up Alice. Stand in front of me with your hands on your head, and no rubbing”Lindsay ordered. The no rubbing after a spanking but before the caning was exactly as Ms Brown always ordered the girls whilst disciplining them.
Alice eased herself up from Lindsay’s lap and stood in front of her, as instructed, placing her hands on top of her head. She really did want to rub her stinging bottom but was happy enough being treated again in the way she dealt with her own students. She always thought that making someone stand with their hands on their head made them feel contrite and that was exactly how she felt just then.
Lindsay went to the table and picked up the cane. She waited for Alice to be looking at her and when she did she flexed the cane between her hands. She saw that Alice swallowed hard at the sight.
“Bend over and grab the seat of the chair and spread your legs apart, “Alice ordered.
Alice did as she was told and as she bent down and grabbed the seat of the chair and placed her legs apart she looked behind and saw Lindsay’s legs and the end of the cane. Her feelings were very mixed right then. She knew that the cane hurt which was evidenced by the cries of pain that came from the students that she caned. However, equally, she was aroused at the sight of Lindsay’ legs and the respective position of dominance and submission between Lindsay and herself. Even though her bottom was stinging and she knew that she was about to receive the cane, she knew that being submissive for Lindsay was erotic. Indeed she even felt flutters around her pussy and was sure that if she could only use one of her vibrators she would reach an orgasm very quickly.
Lindsay looked down at the nicely reddened bottom and raising the cane tapped it a couple of times and gleefully heard Alices gasp. She then pulled the cane back and focusing on both bottom cheeks about halfway down the bottom she brought the cane down hard exactly where she wanted it to go. As she watched the red wheal appear she was very satisfied with the loud grunt that came from alice.
Alice was still struggling with that first stroke of the cane when she opened her eyes and could tell from the way that Lindsay’s calf muscles tensed that the second stroke was on its way. The very next moment Alice felt the stroke and the almost immediate cascading pain all around her bottom. She grunted again and started to wonder how the students were able to stay bent over and grabbing the seat of the chairs or the end of the table when they were caned by her.
Lindsay landed the third stroke just below the other two and watched as that third red wheal appeared. She could tell that Alice was struggling as she saw her knees bend and straighten a couple of times. It was certainly a lovely sight for her and she realised as well as enjoying the revenge of the caning that she had been given by Alice she was also getting aroused by the way in which Alice was being so submissive.
When the fourth stroke landed Alice cried out as well as bending her knees. She struggled to stay in place and clenched her teeth breathing in and out through them. She was determined though to remain submissive. This after all was a well earned caning and she knew that she needed to have Lindsay in control of her. In fact she was getting aroused at the thought of the teenager staying in control of her.
The fifth stroke brought an even louder grunt from Alice. As well as bending her knees and straightening them time and again she shook her bottom from side to side and her head was thrown backwards. She hissed in and out through her clenched teeth to try to deal with the pain that was cascading across her bottom.
Lindsay looked down at the five red wheals and knew that she had one more of the promised six strokes to give Alice. She positioned herself again, raised the cane, and brought it down for the hardest stroke of the six. She watched as Alice bent her knees, wiggled her bottom , threw her head back, and cried out. However she nodded her head in satisfaction as she saw that Alice had kept hold of the seat of the chair.
Lindsay listened to the heavy breathing coming from Alice as she looked at the six lovely red wheals. She allowed herself a few moments to savour the sight before ordering, “You can get up now Alice and rub your bottom.”
Alice eased herself to a standing position and immediately her hands rushed to her bottom and she rubbed feverishly. She turned and looked at Lindsay although only saw a blur through her tear-filled eyes. She wasn’t surprised to feel tears running down her face as that was exactly how most of the students she caned ended up. Even so she remained silent except for her sobbing and waited for Lindsay to give her further instructions. As she looked at Lindsay though she knew that she was still aroused by being disciplined. She felt further flutters in her pussy and knew that her nipples were taut. She momentarily thought about the age difference and how really the discipline should be the other way around but she soon dispelled that thought. She was turned on by being disciplined by the twenty-two-year-old was all she considered.
Lindsay knew that she was really turned on by watching Alice rub her bottom and do the spanking dance. She knew that it wouldn’t be normal for a teacher but could not stop herself holding her arms out and asking, “Would you like a hug Alice?”
Alice had been thinking just the same thing and happily stepped forward and threw her arms around Lindsay’s neck. She loved the way that Lindsay held one arm around her waist whilst with the other gently rubbed and squeezed her very sore and stinging bottom.
For Lindsay it seemed almost natural to lean back and then kiss Alice on her lips. After just a few moments Alice opened her mouth and Lindsay eased her tongue inside entwining her own with Alice’s.
They both felt passionate and were showing how aroused they were by what they had done together.
Lindsay eased herself away from Alice and without saying a word put a hand behind Alice’s neck and unzipped her dress.
Alice didn’t resist and allowed Lindsay to unzip her dress and to unclip her bra. She then happily allowed Lindsay to slide both her dress and bra down her arms. She was smiling although still sobbing as Lindsay pushed her dress down to the floor and she stepped out of it. Lindsay scooped up both her dress and bra and put them on the table.
As Alice stood there naked Lindsay could see her taut nipples. So smiling she unzipped her own dress and unclipped her own bra and moments later having stepped out of her knickers as well she stood just as naked as Alice. She held out her hand and took Alice’s and said,”Let’s go to your bedroom.”
Alice lead Lindsay out of the room and both naked they walked up the stairs. Lindsay enjoyed herself giving Alice smacks on both her bottom cheeks as though enforcing her position of dominance.
Alice accepted the smacks and found that even those on her already stinging bottom excited her.
Once in the bedroom Lindsay sat on the bed but made Alice remain standing.
Alice was blushing given her relative age some thirty years Lindsay’s senior but found being submissive so erotic.
Lindsay saw how taut Alice’s nipples were and looking stern asked, “Do you have a wooden backed hairbrush?”
Alice was thrown by the question and glanced at her dressing table.
Lindsay saw the glance and ordered, “Go and fetch it then.”
Alice quickly went to her dressing table and took the hairbrush out of the drawer and stepping back handed it to Lindsay.
Lindsay took the hairbrush and waving it towards Alice said, “You and I will become friends. In fact we will be having a very close relationship. I will set rules for you and if you break them then you will get a spanking. I will enforce the rules strictly. Understood, Alice?”
Alice’s pussy was fluttering apace. “That would be really good of you, Lindsay. I know I should be spanked very often.”
“In future when I spank you I will want you to be fully naked. Understood, Alice?”
“Yes, Lindsay,” Alice replied feeling even more aroused.
“I will spank you with my hand. If you are then a good girl we will go to bed and make love. Once we have both had our orgasm I will spank you with the hairbrush before making love to you again. Do you understand that, Alice?”
Alice again understood. “Yes, Lindsay.”
Lindsay gave a wicked smile as she said, “As I am a teacher and you are going to be my naughty student I think you need to address me as Miss Lindsay starting now.”
“Yes Miss Lindsay,” Alice replied feeling her heart pounding. She really liked the idea of addressing Lindsay with such respect.
Lindsay was satisfied that she was in control and taking Alice’s hand pulled lightly indicating she should lie on the bed. Moments later they were caressing and kissing each other. They eased themselves around and were soon giving tongue sex to the other. Both were so relaxed. Alice was going to make sure there were lots of rules set that Alice would break so there would be plenty of opportunities to spank her and make love afterwards.
Alice loved her stinging bottom and was even looking forward to going back across Lindsay’s lap afterwards to be spanked with the hairbrush. She wasn’t ever again going to discipline a girl at school who hadn’t earned it. Spankings needed to be reserved for those who earned it and Alice was sure that she would be the one to earn spanking after delicious spanking from now on.
