Charlotte and Autumn were both seventeen-years-old and were best friends, and happily helped each other with whatever they wanted to do, including their sexual fantasies.
Autumn had recently fantasised about spanking, having seen a couple of mainstream films. She discussed this with Charlotte and both agreed to give the other a bare bottom spanking. Having done that, they quickly both agreed that Autumn didn’t particularly enjoy spanking Charlotte but did enjoy having to submit to Charlotte to have her own bottom spanked, and Charlotte preferred to be the one giving the spanking. The reason Autumn gave was that she liked having to bend across Charlotte’s lap, with everything then being upside down including Charlotte’s upside-down legs, and even liked seeing her own legs dangling under the far side of the chair, and enjoyed feeling like a naughty girl as Charlotte spanked her as well as the feeling of helplessness so far as the severity of the spanking went.
A problem soon arose, though, when Autumn asked Charlotte to spank her harder than she was doing, but Charlotte said she wasn’t overly happy spanking Autumn so hard. For her it was a foreplay to making love, because that turned her on, rather than giving a discipline spanking which didn’t get her aroused.
Autumn said that while she agreed that it was foreplay she found being spanked really hard, or at least the thought of it because she never had been, was what was getting her more aroused. So, she was looking for a discipline spanking rather than just a playful one.
Charlotte and Autumn agreed to disagree and the spankings stopped, although they remained firm friends. However, Autumn couldn’t get out of her mind her desire to know what it was like to get a proper discipline spanking, and all she had to do was think about it, picturing herself being spanked, and it only took a few moments running her fingers up and down her wet pussy to bring herself to an orgasm.
Autumn knew that it would upset Charlotte if she told her that she still had real fantasies of getting a discipline spanking and so she worked out how to satisfy them herself and hit on a plan. Miss Foster was the gym mistress at their sixth form college but was also deputy headmistress and very often stepped in for the headmistress when any of the girls needed to be disciplined. Whilst the headmistress restricted herself to caning any misbehaving girls, Miss Foster was given the task whenever it was felt a spanking was deserved, and had a reputation for giving very hard spankings, and Autumn got it into her head that that was what she would like to have happen to her.
Unfortunately, Autumn wasn’t one of Miss Foster’s favorite girls because she didn’t enjoy working out at the gym. However, she reckoned that if she was alone with Miss Foster that she was smart enough to push Miss Foster just far enough to give her a spanking.
So, without telling Charlotte, Autumn put her name down for a one-to-one training session with Miss Foster in the gym one lunchtime. On the day, Autumn happily changed in the gym’s changing room into a white vest top, sports bra, rather skimpy white gym skirt, and thong knickers and white ankle socks. She didn’t bother to tie her hair in a bun because she wasn’t intending to work out for very long, and knew thong knickers breached regulations and so that should help get her a spanking, she reckoned.
Autumn went out into the gym and found Miss Foster, who was in her mid-thirties and was in her usual sports T-shirt and gym skirt. Autumn glanced at Miss Foster’s bare thighs and smiled at the thought of lying across them when she was spanked, and then she said with a smile, “Hi, Miss Foster.”
Miss Foster smiled back and said, “Hello, Autumn. It’s not like you to want to be in the gym but I’m pleased you’re giving it a go.”
Autumn didn’t say anything and the workout began but she hadn’t yet thought out how she was going to be naughty enough to justify a spanking. She had bent over so Miss Foster would see she was wearing thong knickers but maybe Miss Foster didn’t see them, so, getting frustrated and in what was a real moment of madness, when Miss Foster bent over to touch her toes Autumn went up behind her and smacked her really hard on her bottom. She couldn’t even think why she did it like that but saw Miss Foster’s skirt raised showing off her knickers and she just couldn’t stop herself.
Miss Foster immediately jumped up and was clearly very angry as she ordered, “Go into my office right now, girl.”
Autumn thought just then that she had done the right thing to earn herself a spanking because she had clearly got Miss Foster annoyed. So, smiling as she walked away and into the office, she had to admit to suddenly being tense as she waited for Miss Foster to follow her in. Autumn was biting her lip as Miss Foster did come in and closed the door firmly behind her and walked straight up to her and said in a very stern tone of voice, “Only one thing happens to girls who smack a teacher’s bottom, so put your hands on your head straight away, girl.”
Autumn had a sudden pang of concern that maybe she had got Miss Foster too annoyed and was about to explain why she had smacked her bottom, but before she could say anything she was guided just a few steps across the room to a high-backed chair. When she saw Miss Foster sit on the chair, Autumn at least knew that she was going to get a spanking.
Once Miss Foster had sat on the chair she ordered, “Stand still, girl,” and leant forward and yanked Autumn’s gym skirt down to her knees. She was about to pull down Autumn’s knickers and realised that they were thong knickers and said in a very stern tone, “How dare you wear these for my gym, girl. Are you trying to annoy me on purpose?”
Autumn could have pinched herself because she just couldn’t stop herself saying, “Yes, Miss,” and then realising how rude she had been she tried to pull back with, “I’m sorry, Miss, I didn’t mean,” but didn’t get to finish her excuse.
Miss Foster was having none of it and ordered, “Quiet, girl,” and yanked Autumn’s thong knickers down to her knees and ordered, “Get across my lap, girl, so I can show you what happens when you smack a teacher’s bottom.”
As Autumn lowered herself across Miss Foster’s lap, she was suddenly pleased with herself again because she was confident that she was going to get a discipline spanking. This was so cool, she told herself, particularly as she was looking at Miss Foster’s upside-down legs which, she had to admit, were rather more muscular than Charlotte’s, and then saw her own legs dangling under the far side of the chair just as she did when across Charlotte’s lap.
Autumn felt Miss Foster’s hand on her back and realised that would hold her down, and felt Miss Foster’s leg on top of the backs of her own knees and realised she really was secured in position. Then she felt Miss Foster’s hand rubbing her bottom in circles and had the feeling of helplessness that she had imagined she would have when about to receive a discipline spanking, and was happy she had maneuvered Miss Foster into giving her the discipline spanking she wanted.
Miss Foster didn’t bother to scold Autumn because she felt she had made her point clear enough, so raised her hand and brought her palm down on Autumn’s bottom and smiled, as she always did when watching how a naughty girl’s bottom surrendered to her hand. She then proceeded to spank Autumn on alternate bottom cheeks time and time and time again, knowing that she would soon reduce the naughty girl to tears.
Autumn found the first few spanks so much harder than when Charlotte spanked her and realised immediately the difference between a playful and a discipline spanking. This was nothing like she had imagined when fantasising in bed about being spanked, but here she was across the lap of a woman with the disciplinary control that all teachers should have, and certainly giving her a much harder spanking than she had ever received from Charlotte. In fact, it was a much harder spanking than Autumn had expected, and she was finding it very difficult to take.
As the spanks continued to land so Autumn realised her bottom was stinging more and more and whilst she was squirming around on Miss Foster‘s lap she was secured in position and had no chance whatsoever of forcing herself up. That had always been an option with Charlotte but the spanking had been so light it was not necessary, but now, with Miss Foster, it was something that she was starting to think that she would want to do.
The mainstream films that had set off Autumn’s fantasies made the spankings look sexy as well, but this wasn’t, at least not for Autumn. This just hurt, a lot, and Autumn knew she had made a huge mistake wanting a proper discipline spanking.
As her bottom stung more and more, and Autumn was hoping the spanking would stop soon, she even pleaded, “I’m sorry, Miss Foster, I’m really sorry, Miss Foster, sorry, sorry.”
Miss Foster was used to the naughty girls she spanked making apologies they didn’t really mean except for the spanking, and kept on spanking Autumn’s bottom as she retorted with, “Sorry doesn’t do it, girl. It’s one thing to be rude, but to actually smack my bottom is something that no girl has ever done before and I need to make sure that no girl ever does it in the future, and the best way I have found is to give you a hard spanking, and make sure you know you will get another one even harder if you tell people how clever you have been by smacking my bottom.”
Autumn heard the retort and was sure that she wouldn’t be telling anyone about smacking Miss Foster’s bottom if it meant going back across her lap for an even harder spanking. She also reckoned that if she did tell anyone they would tell her how stupid she was to do what she did and was getting the spanking that she fully deserved. Of course, the spanking wasn’t even over yet, and showed no signs of ending either.
So, even as the spanks continued to land all over her bottom, sometimes on alternate bottom cheeks, but then sometimes a dozen or so spanks on the same bottom cheek and then a dozen or so on the other bottom cheek, whilst she continued to squirm around on Miss Foster’s lap so she knew that she was quickly dissolving into a state of crying. Even as she continued to say sorry to Miss Foster her bottom stung more and more in what seemed to her to be a never-ending spanking. Of course, she realised that Miss Foster was an extremely fit woman, working out in the gym and doing weights, and this was pretty much like a workout for her, but was giving an extremely painful spanking.
As Autumn did dissolve into tears with the spanking continuing unabated, and her bottom was stinging ever more intensely, so she wondered how she could’ve been so silly as to think that she could get away with just a short discipline spanking from Miss Foster, who was known for being strict, and this was certainly evidenced by the way that she was spanking her today.
Autumn thought that the spanking had stopped as Miss Foster was suddenly just rubbing her bottom rather than spanking her. However, that didn’t last long because just as suddenly Miss Foster was spanking the backs of her legs as hard as she had been spanking her bottom. The difference was that the stinging took hold much quicker and so the crying never really stopped, and no matter what she did, straining whichever way she could, Miss Foster held her so securely in place and just kept spanking her bottom and legs.
When the spanking did eventually stop, Miss Foster held Autumn firmly in place, leaving her crying until she calmed down a bit but was still sobbing. Then, she gave Autumn a hard smack on each bottom cheek and the back of each leg and then instructed, “If I hear of one person who has been told that you smacked my bottom you will be coming back here to my office and I will be giving you another of these spankings, but harder. Is that understood, girl?”
Autumn heard the question and immediately replied, albeit sobbing still and looking at the blurred floor, “Yes, Miss, yes, definitely, I will not tell a soul.”
Miss Foster said a stern, “Good,” before landing another spank on each bottom cheek and on the back of each leg and listened to Autumn let out further yelps of pain. She then released Autumn and ordered, “Get up, girl, and put your hands on your head and face me again.”
Autumn eased herself up from Miss Foster‘s lap and, while standing, and although desperately wanting to rub her bottom, she instead did exactly as she was told and turned and faced Miss Foster whilst putting her hands on her head and waited to hear what she was going to be told. Hopefully it was not going to be to return for another spanking because that was the last one that she ever wanted as her fantasy had certainly gone given how much the spanking had hurt.
Miss Foster waited for Autumn to turn and place her hands on her head and then sat with her legs crossed and her hands on her hips, looking cross, and demanded, “Do you understand how naughty you were to smack my bottom, girl?”
Autumn immediately responded, “Yes, Miss, really naughty, and I’m really sorry, Miss. I won’t do it again, ever, Miss.” Autumn felt really sorry for herself but knew she meant what she had said.
Although Autumn’s vision was too blurred to see, Miss Foster smiled at that statement and realised that Autumn really was sorry. Miss Foster did know that she had spanked Autumn harder than she normally spanked the girls, but then there was the element of shock of having her own bottom smacked by the college girl. However, Autumn seemed to have accepted it.
Miss Foster was happy that she had fully reinforced her message and so ordered, “Okay, then, girl, pull your knickers and skirt back up.”
Autumn was just so relieved that her punishment was over, and, now knowing how much a discipline spanking hurt, she knew she had made a massive mistake to have made Miss Foster so cross, and should have just persuaded Charlotte to spank her harder. However, at least the spanking was over and she certainly wasn’t going to earn another one this hard. So, she did as she was told, very obediently, making sure that she eased her knickers up above her waist, although, of course, as they were thong knickers they were hardly likely to rub against her stinging bottom.
Once Autumn was dressed again, Miss Foster dropped the next bombshell, “Thong knickers are against regulations so you will be getting a double detention for that.”
Autumn gasped and knew that everyone who got a double detention also got four strokes of the cane. She had never been caned and, as the spanking stung her bottom so much, she couldn’t begin to imagine what the cane would be like. However, she had worn the thong knickers on purpose, thinking that would help get her a spanking, but what it had actually done was earn her a visit to the headmistress, or maybe Miss Foster again, for the cane. She was ready to cry again just at the thought of the cane.
Autumn went back into the changing room and sat on the bench but squealed as she sat down too hard. She stood back up and removed her gym clothes and, as she did, she thought over the spanking and realised she was getting quivers flying around her vagina. She really couldn’t understand how come she was getting aroused as she had hated the spanking, but she couldn’t help herself running her fingers up and down her wet pussy lips, nor could she stop herself giving herself the most wonderful orgasm.
She calmed down but then thought about the spanking again and once again knew she was cumming. When she did, she told herself to stop those thoughts, but they returned and she gave herself a third, even more intense orgasm.
She quickly got dressed again, and realised that as she was turned on by the very hard discipline spanking, that would be a problem for her. When with her friends, she loved her short skirts and dresses with her legs bare but if she got spanked so hard, then her legs would be red and everyone would see that. Worse, she loved swimming and had thong bikinis but they would be a no-no for the same reason. So maybe she had to change what she wore for leggings, and give up swimming altogether.
As Autumn walked along the corridor to her classroom she was thinking about the cane she was going to get at the double detention Miss Foster had given her. She was about to pass the toilets but scooted inside and into a cubicle and quickly had her fourth humongous orgasm.
Oh my goodness, she told herself, as she was so delighted that the very hard spanking had awakened a ghost in her that she knew would make her want to be spanked, and probably caned, really hard, time and again. Her whole life had changed knowing that being disciplined turned her on more than her own fingers did, but she was even now looking forward to being caned and then seeing how often she could get a really hard discipline spanking. She felt herself cumming again as she sat on the toilet, and, as she did, she smiled to herself thinking that being a naughty girl had its really good points. She laughed as she thought it wasn’t an upside as she would be upside down often, across someone’s lap or bent over for the cane, but seeing the way her bottom was stinging but making her so aroused, Autumn knew that it was all going to be worth every hard discipline spanking and caning to come.
