Part way through the day Mrs. Brown had started talking to Vicky. They knew each other from church but had never really spoken before. That was probably because of their age difference. Vicky was a vivacious nineteen-year-old whilst Mrs. Brown was a more mature sixty-five-years-old. Today, though, when they did chat Vicky got on well with Mrs. Brown. In fact, she rather liked the woman. Vicky was aware that Mrs. Brown had been Marian and Emilie’s form teacher at school when they were in their final years before going to Uni. They had often spoken to Vicky about Mrs. Brown who, they had said, was a particularly strict form teacher. However, Vicky thought that she did not seem to be the strict type with her.
Mrs. Brown had seen Vicky sunbathing and as she was alone had decided to go over and started chatting. She had seen Vicky at church and thought what a pretty young girl she was. She also liked her attitude which seemed to be to take little nonsense from anyone else. That went for girls her own age as well as much older women. Mrs. Brown had often wondered what Vicky might have been like as a form teacher as she had an, ‘Obey me or else,’ tone of voice.
Vicky was as ever respectful and referred to the ex-form teacher as Mrs. Brown as they talked.
Mrs. Brown and Vicky chatted quite happily for most of the afternoon and when it was time to go Mrs. Brown asked to see Vicky’s yearbook. She was interested to see how photographs were taken now. So Vicky drove in her car and Mrs. Brown drove in hers following Vicky back to her house.
Vicky walked in and Mrs. Brown followed. However when Mrs. Brown saw Marian and Emilie in the living room and both were naked she stopped with a surprised look.
Vicky said, “Oh I should have explained to you, Mrs. Brown. Both Emilie and Marian are grounded as I had reason to spank them both this morning before coming to the beach. When they are grounded they have to stay naked in the house.”
“Oh, I see,” Mrs. Brown said seeming both to accept the explanation and looked on Vicky in a new light. She would certainly have made a strict form mistress she told herself.
“I understand you used to spank them when you were their form mistress, Mrs. Brown?” Vicky asked with a smile.
“I used to spank them very often indeed,” Mrs. Brown replied.
“Did they always earn a spanking or did you sometimes spank them just because you wanted to, Mrs. Brown?” Vicky asked innocently. She knew some teachers abused their position of authority but she was sure Mrs. Brown wasn’t like that.
Mrs. Brown blushed when she replied, “Oh I only spanked them when they earned it.”
Emilie said, “That is untrue Mrs. Brown. You used to spank us fairly often when we didn’t deserve it.”
Vicky asked sternly, “Is that true Mrs. Brown?”
Mrs. Brown look flustered as she replied still blushing, “Well there were some occasions when I was really annoyed and needed to take out my frustration on someone. I do accept that I did spank both Emilie and Marian on some of those occasions even though they had not deserved to be spanked.” Mrs. Brown looked at Emilie and Marian and said in an apologetic tone, “I am sorry ladies.”
Vicky wasn’t having any of it and was annoyed that she had misread Mrs. Brown. She said sternly “Are you now admitting that you lied to me, Mrs. Brown?”
Mrs. Brown was taken aback by the stern tone voice of the teenager but admitted, “I am afraid that I did lie to you, Vicky. I am very sorry.”
Vicky said firmly, “I understand from Emilie and Marian that you had a response whenever they said sorry to you after being naughty. Do you recall what that retort was Mrs. Brown?”
Mrs. Brown continued to blush as she remembered what she used to say. “I would tell them that saying sorry was not enough. They should not have been naughty in the first place and therefore deserved to be spanked.”
“Exactly, Mrs. Brown,” Vicky replied seriously. “I, therefore, think that this time you have earned a spanking and I am going to give you one.”
Mrs. Brown looked at Vicky aghast. “But you are only nineteen-years-old Vicky.”
Vicky smiled to herself as she realised that Mrs. Brown had not actually objected to being spanked. Her objection was to being spanked by someone as young as her. “My age has nothing to do with it to Mrs. Brown. You should know that I have spanked both Marian and Emilie and in fact have spanked them several times. They are both subject to my discipline and willingly accept going across my lap for a spanking.”
Vicky looked at Emilie and Marian and ordered, “Turn around and show Mrs. Brown your bottoms.”
Emilie and Marian blushed as they turned around but heard the intake of breath as Mrs. Brown looked at both of their bottoms.
“You certainly do give a hard spanking, Vicky” Mrs. Brown accepted.
“That is settled then,” Vicky said with finality. She continued, “I expect you to be naked when I spank you. Take off your dress and bra and step out of your knickers and then go to the wall. Press your nose against the wall and put your hands on your head. That way everyone can see your naughty bottom.”
Mrs. Brown was going to object to having to undress but looked again at Emilie and Marian who were naked. That took the urge to argue away.
Vicky watched an embarrassed Mrs. Brown get undressed leaving her knickers until last. She eventually pushed her knickers down and stepped out of them. She placed her clothes on a chair and then walked over towards the wall. Facing the wall she folded her dress so that the back was above her waist making her bottom on show. She then obediently pressed her nose against the wall and put her hands on her head.
Vicky announced, “You will stand there for 15 minutes to give you time to think about how you have lied to me. I will then give you a spanking.”
Mrs. Brown looked at the blank wall just an inch from her eyes and reminded herself how that was exactly what she did to so many of her own pupils. She used to tell them to think about what they had done wrong. Now she knew how the tension rose as the minutes dragged by and all she could think of was that she should not have lied and therefore not earned a spanking. However, she also told herself that that was exactly the purpose of naughty spot time and so, in fact, that system worked well.
Vicky waited the full 15 minutes before ordering, “Please come over here now Mrs. Brown.”
Mrs. Brown lowered her arms and turned to find Vicky sitting on an upright chair ready to take her across her lap. She saw a paddle hairbrush within easy reach of the teenager. She also saw that Emilie and Marian were standing close by and were going to watch her being spanked. She supposed she could not really argue about that as she always spanked Emilie and Marian in front of several classmates.
Vicky waited for Mrs. Brown to come and stand directly in front of her before asking sternly, “What is your first name, Mrs. Brown?”
“Margaret,” she answered.
Vicky replied, “Whilst you are under punishment I will call you Margaret. You will address me as Miss Vicky.”
“Yes Miss Vicky,” Margaret replied immediately. In fact, she found Vicky’s tone of voice exciting and erotic as she realised that while she was standing facing the wall waiting to be spanked she was getting more and more aroused at the prospect of being spanked by her. She had remembered looking at Vicky when on the beach and thinking that her bare legs would form a rather nice lap to be bent across. She had begun to feel those erotic feelings when on the beach and now they were only intensified as the reality of a spanking got closer.
“Get across my lap Margaret,” Vicky ordered.
Margaret licked her lips as she stepped to Vicky’s his side and eased herself down across the teenagers lap. She had not been spanked herself since she was nineteen-years-old and it seemed strange on the one hand to be spanked now by someone of that age whilst on the other hand, she fully accepted that she had lied to Vicky who therefore had every right to spank her.
Once across Vicky’s lap Margaret looked at the backs of Vicky’s legs and thought ruefully that that was the sight that so many of her students had had over the years. She hoped that her legs were as good looking as Vicky’s but knew that was not the case.
Vicky looked down at Margaret’s bottom and thought how once again she had an adult across her lap. In this case not just an adult but a woman well into her sixty’s and also a woman who for the whole of her school form mistress life had been the one to spank naughty pupils. She had only ever taught pupils who were sixteen-years-old or even older as well.
Vicky rubbed Margaret’s bottom a few times and then raised her hand and brought it down hard on her bare bottom cheeks. She liked the slight gasps that Margaret gave. She then proceeded to land to spank after spank on alternate bottom cheeks turning Margaret’s bottom deeper and deeper shades of red.
Margaret knew from her own experience that these early spanks would be easy to deal with. She lay across Vicky’s lap looking at the backs of her legs and enjoyed that sight. She wasn’t quite so happy looking to the side and seeing the legs of both Emilie and Marian as they stood close by looking down on her across Vicky’s lap. She wondered whether she would have to get used to this sight on a regular basis.
Vicky intensified the spanking by landing spank after spank on the same bottom cheek before landing spank after spank on the other bottom cheek. She also did the same to the backs of Margaret’s legs until both bottom cheeks and the backs of both legs were a nice shade of red.
Vicky stopped spanking for a moment and reached for the paddle hairbrush. She tapped it a couple of times on Margaret bottom cheek so that she was aware of what was about to happen.
Margaret gasped when the paddle hairbrush was tapped on her bottom. She had spotted it on the table within easy reach of Vicky and had reckoned that it was going to be used on her bottom. Now that moment had arrived she knew that the worst part of the spanking was about to come.
Vicky raised the hairbrush and landed the paddle on Margaret’s already red bottom cheek. This time, Margaret let out a much louder gasp which Vicky enjoyed listening to.
Margaret had never been spanked with a paddle hairbrush before and it was certainly harder to deal with than she had anticipated. She had used one often enough on her pupils and had watched them dissolve into crying childishness and now knew that that was what was going to happen to her. Indeed, as the spanks continued to land on alternate bottom cheeks she could not stop the tears welling up in her eyes and then the tears dripping down her face. By then, however, she too was crying and blubbering and kept telling herself that she won’t ever lie to Vicky again.
Vicky kept on spanking Margaret until both her bottom cheeks were a glowing red and indeed the same shade that she turned Emilie and Marian’s bottom cheeks when spanking them. She was satisfied that she had given Margaret a sufficiently severe spanking to teach her a lesson.
“Get up and go and face the wall again Margaret,” Vicky ordered.
Once Margaret had eased herself up from Vicky’s lap her hands rushed to her bottom which she rubbed feverishly as she performed the same spanking dance that she had watched her students doing time and again. It was only now that she fully understood the intense stinging that was felt after a properly given spanking. She had to acknowledge however that if a spanking was deserved then the person on the receiving end also fully deserved to have to rub their bottom and do the spanking dance. To Margaret the spanking Vicky gave her certainly was a lesson learned.
Vicky enjoyed watching Margaret struggle with coping with what she knew was a well-deserved and well-given spanking.
Margaret was still crying with tears running down her cheeks as she quickly went over to the wall. She put her hands on her head and pressed her nose against the wall although this time when she opened her eyes they were all blurred because of the tears.
Emilie and Marian had both become more and more aroused as they watched the spanking taking place. It was the first time they had watched Vicky give a spanking to anyone else and it was quite erotic that it was being given to their former form teacher. “Please, can we go upstairs, Miss Vicky?” Emilie asked.
Vicky knew why Emilie and Marian wanted to go upstairs. She was well aware that they would have become quite aroused watching the spanking and she knew what they would do when they got to Emilie’s bedroom. “Okay, Emilie. You can both go upstairs to your bedroom make sure that you don’t make any noise because if you do I will be up to give you both another spanking.”
“Yes, Miss Vicky,” Emilie replied obediently.
Vicky watched as Emilie and Marian left the room and heard them whispering as they went up the stairs knowing exactly what would they would be doing in just a few minutes time.
Vicky then looked at Margaret as she stood facing the wall still with her nose pressed against it. She knew her own pussy was also damp and wondered about Margaret. She might be almost sixty-five-years-old but just as the age of the spanker wasn’t an issue neither should their age difference, Vicky told herself. So she made a judgement call and quickly undressed so she was as naked as Margaret. She went over and stood behind Margaret and heard her gasp as her hand covered her breast and squeezed her nipple.
Margaret heard Vicky come up behind her but dared not move her nose from the wall. She was so surprised when she felt Vicky’s hand cover her breast and squeeze her nipple. She could not stop herself gasping but wasn’t embarrassed. Indeed, Margaret felt Vicky brush her hand along her naked waist and then ease her hand onto her tummy and work her way up to caress her breast. She felt Vicky’s finger and thumb squeeze her taught nipple and she gasped. Only a few moments earlier as she had had her nose pressed against the wall she had hoped that Vicky would do something like that to her whilst she was under the teenager’s control. So when Vicky kissed the back of her shoulder whilst still squeezing her nipple Margaret felt flutters rushing around her pussy.
“Turnaround Margaret,” Vicky demanded.
Margaret was delighted to see that Vicky was already undressed. She looked at her full breasts and saw that her nipples were also taut and knew that she was aroused by giving the spanking. It sent even more flutters around her own pussy and was sure the same was happening to Vicky right then.
Vicky leaned forward and covered Margaret’s lips with her own and kissed her. Margaret kissed her back and parting her lips encouraged Vicky’s tongue into how welcoming mouth. Soon their tongues were entwined.
Margaret gasped again when she felt Vicky’s fingers running along her pussy lips.
“I see that your pussy is as damp is mine, Margaret,” Vicky whispered into Margaret’s ear.
“My bottom stings and yet all I want to do is make out with you,” Margaret whispered back.
“Feel my pussy,” Vicky asked sensuously.
Margaret ran her fingers along Vicky’s pussy and then knew that they were both as aroused as each other.
Vicky took Margaret’s hand and led her towards the sofa. She lay down first and guided Margaret down beside her. They were soon kissing and caressing each other. Vicky had been shown by Emilie and Marian how to make love and she had learned well. Margaret was soon gasping erotically as Vicky eased her fingers inside her pussy lips and flicked her taut clit
Margaret recovered from her surprise at being kissed and cuddled by Vicky. Soon she was relaxed and enjoyed Vicky’s attention whilst getting Vicky aroused as well. Soon sensual gasps were echoing around the room as they both reached erotically charged orgasms.
Margaret and Vicky lay on the sofa kissing and cuddling with both enjoying the aftermath of a well given and fully deserved spanking and the subsequent sexual satisfaction. Once the punishment was over however they both knew that there was nothing wrong with reverting to a loving liaison. Admittedly this was more the result of the stinging sensation in Margaret’s bottom but it was one that Vicky was pleased to be very much part of as well.
“Time to go,” Vicky eventually ordered with a smile.
Margaret eased herself up from the sofa and looking down at the naked Vicky said in a submissive tone, “Thank you for spanking me, Miss Vicky. Maybe if I deserve to be spanked again you will deal with me?”
Vicky gave a wicked smile and said, “I have little doubt that you will earn another spanking before long. Indeed, you probably have already by spanking Emily and Marion when you were their form teacher and they did not deserve to be spanked. Maybe instead of waiting for you to contact me it will be me demanding that you attend my house, and I will then give you another spanking.”
“I will accept any decision that you make, Miss Vicky,” Margaret accepted.
With that Vicky got up and giving Margaret another kiss on the lips ordered, “Then you should get dressed and leave. Give me your email address and phone number and watch out every day in case I decide you do need another spanking.”
Margaret smiled at Vicky and replied, “I will write down both for you and eagerly await hearing from you.”
As Vicky watched Margaret get dressed she knew it would not be long before she demanded Margaret come back for another spanking.
