The three teachers knew they had their own reasons for sending the three upper sixth formers to the headmistress.
Miss Brent was the thirty-seven-year-old form teacher. Miss Carson and Miss Logan were both twenty-eight-years-old and were teachers of biology and history respectively. They all wore the same outfits of white short sleeved blouses and dark blue skirts. It was summer and they had bare legs, and dark blue high-heeled toeless shoes.
The sixth form girls boarding school was always fully subscribed and they had three forms per year. The college was known for its strict discipline regime, which attracted many parents to send their daughters there.
The headmistress was a stickler for discipline and used it as an incentive for all the students. She had even instigated the convention, as an unwritten rule, that she would cane three girls on the Friday after lunch each week if no one had earned a caning before then.
So, as no girl had earned a caning so far this week, the three teachers had been asked by the headmistress to select three girls to be disciplined. Of course, they were expected to pick girls who most deserved to be disciplined but they had some difficulty in making their choice as no one really stood out as a deserving case. They decided that Emma Costa, Lily Hope, and Lizzie Piper, were three girls who had been seen arguing with three girls from the lower sixth form, and so chose them to be punished on the basis of bullying.
Miss Brent announced, “Costa, Hope and Piper, report to the headmistress straight after lunch.”
The other students sighed with relief that they hadn’t been chosen, although sympathised with the three girls who had been.
Emma, Lily, and Lizzie sat together at lunch and each felt they had been wrongly chosen as they were arguing over the results of a TV reality show result and were not bullying the girls. Emma bleated, “Miss Brent is so unfair to have picked on us.” Worse, was that one of the girls was Casandra, Emma’s younger sister, who was also at the college.
Lily moaned, agreeing, “You are right. It just isn’t fair. They gave as good as they got, and we never touched them.”
Still, they didn’t complain to the teachers, and knew they couldn’t, and conditioned themselves to the punishments they would receive.
Each girl was dressed in her standard college uniform of a short-sleeved green and white check gingham dress with a white belt, and with ankle socks. They were relieved they were wearing their regulation school knickers as they often didn’t, but if caught would have got two extra strokes of the cane.
After lunch, the three girls, all seventeen-years-old, made their way to the headmistresses study knowing they would be leaving with very sore and stinging bottoms.
The three girls got to the outer office and went in to see the secretary, Miss Salmon.
“Just in time, girls,” Miss Salmon said in a stern tone. “Go and sit on the chairs and I will tell Mrs Jasper you are here. Your teachers are on their way They will be spanking you after Mrs Jasper has caned you. Mrs Jasper will leave the study whilst you are being spanked.”
The girls winced as they knew that Mrs Jasper would cane them and then the teachers would spank them as it was the standard way of punishment at the college. The thing was, though, that the disciplinary methods seemed to work as no one wanted to be spanked and caned and so most of the students were well behaved and just buckled down and got on with their college work. It was well known, though, that sometimes examples were made of the girls just for the sake of disciplining them rather than because they deserved it, but that never really got out.
The three girls sat quietly outside the study knowing that as well as the cane and being spanked, they would get a punishment note. It was a boarding school and it meant that anyone disciplined during the day would be spanked again at bed time. If it was for bad test or homework results, or for being disruptive in class, or the like, then a member of the teaching staff would be asked to carry out the spanking. However, bullying was deemed to require a tooth for a tooth approach, and so they would have to be spanked by someone younger than themselves, and, in this case, by the three girls they were supposed to have bullied. Emma dreaded that as she was sure that Casandra would choose to spank her.
The girls were jolted out of their thoughts when the door to the office opened and Miss Brent, Miss Carson, and Miss Logan all came in and walked through to the headmistress’s study. They looked at the floor as they walked as though too embarrassed to look the three girls in the eye, although, in reality, each was looking forward to spanking one of the girls, as each of the three teachers secretly had a crush on one of the three girls, which is why they chose them to be disciplined today. In fact, several teachers had crushes on some of the girls although could never make an approach to them. However, spanking them meant being close up to them and rubbing their bare bottom cheeks and the backs of their legs which sent them on the way to orgasms afterwards. Even watching them being caned on their bare bottoms was erotic for them.
However, it was also fair to say that Emma, Lily, and Lizzie also fancied the three teachers, although hated being spanked and caned themselves. They did masturbate in bed fantasising about finger and tongue sex with the teachers, though.
The buzzer sounded and Mrs Jasper spoke to the secretary. “Send the girls in, please, Miss Salmon.”
“Straight away, Mrs Jasper,” Miss Salmon replied, looking at the girls and nodding towards the study door.
Emma, Lily, and Lizzie stood up and trooped in to the study, knowing the punishment was unjustified, but that they would have to accept it. They obediently went and stood in front of the desk and looked at Mrs Jasper who was seated behind it, with the three teachers standing to one side. The girls could not help but also see the senior hook ended cane on the table and the caning table near the far wall, nor the three chairs close to it on which the teaching staff would sit to spank them after their caning.
Mrs Jasper said in a stern tone, “Bullying is unacceptable, girls.”
The three girls blushed and murmured back, “Yes, Mrs Jasper.”
”Louder, girls,” Mrs Jasper demanded.
All three girls obediently said much more loudly, “Yes, Mrs Jasper.”
Mrs Jasper seemed satisfied and ordered, “Knickers off and dresses rolled up to your waists, girls.”
The three girls blushed as they lifted up the hems of their dresses, slid their thumbs inside the elastic of their knickers, and pushed them downwards, stepping out of them and putting them on the headmistress’s table. They then hoisted their dresses up so the hems were above their waists and stood, looking embarrassed and humiliated, with their pussy hair mounds on show. Of course, they didn’t mind showing the teacher they fancied their pussy’s, and would happily have fully undressed if it encouraged them to ease their fingers inside their beckoning vagina’s.
Mrs Jasper ordered, “Bend over the table, girls. You know what to do.”
The three girls were still blushing as they stepped over to the caning table which was wide enough to take all three girls at the same time. It was usual for two or three girls to have to bend over the table and be caned together although to add to their distress they weren’t caned in any order and never knew just who was getting that stroke until either they gasped with the pain or one of the others did.
Each girl made sure their dress hem stayed up around their waists as they bent over and grasped the far end of the table and knew they mustn’t let go until the caning of all three girls was over.
Mrs Jasper stood up holding the cane and went over to the caning table and looked at the three nicely presented bare bottoms.
The three teachers also looked at the bare bottom particularly of the girl each fancied, and couldn’t wait for the caning to be over so they could put the girls across their laps and feel their gorgeous bare bottoms themselves. Each would have far preferred to have finger and tongue sex with the girls, but the college rules forbade it and so they had to make do with spanking the girls during which they would at least be able to, ‘accidently, rub their fingers along the girls pussy lips.
The three girls had been spanked before and knew the teachers invariably fingered them. They didn’t realise the teachers fancied them and just thought being fingered was a mistake each time, but they enjoyed the feeling. So, to encourage them, the girls stood with their legs slightly apart knowing the teaching staff would see their pussy hair.
The three teachers were, indeed, eying the girls pussy mounds and were thinking about fingering them later on when Mrs Jasper left her study whilst they spanked the girls. The teachers made sure Mrs Jasper didn’t see them eying the girls pussies.
Mrs Jasper, though, was aware of the secretive feelings between some of the teachers and students, and, whilst not condoning it, didn’t raise it at staff meetings. However, if she thought it was getting too serious she had her own way of dealing with it, but that wouldn’t be for today.
Mrs Jasper was ready to cane the girls. She positioned herself behind Emma and rubbed the cane back and forth across her bottom. She edged sideways and did the same to Lily’s bottom and then to Lizzie. She could see each girl tense her bare bottom cheeks as their bottom was rubbed with the cane as they didn’t know if the rubbing was a precursor to a cane stroke.
After rubbing the cane across each girls bottom, Mrs Jasper decided that Lily would get the first stroke and pulled her arm back, focussed on Lily’s bottom, and brought the cane down with her normal severity across the middle of both bottom cheeks. She heard Lily cry out as the welt developed on her bottom. She glanced at Miss Carson and saw the gleam in her eye and knew Lily was her fantasy college girl.
Mrs Jasper decided Emma would be next, and, after landing the cane severely across the middle of both bottom cheeks and saw the red welt appear and Emma’s gasp, she glanced at Miss Logan and could tell Emma was her fancy.
The third stroke was for Lizzie and as she gasped Mrs Jasper glanced at Miss Brent and confirmed she fancied Lizzie.
Mrs Jasper decided who to give the first second stroke to and decided upon Emma who cried out as the next stroke landed and the pain cascaded around her bare bottom as she gasped and closed her eyes tightly.
Lizzie was the next to cry out as her second stroke landed and she also closed her eyes tightly and tried to cope with the pain.
Lily was caned next and she gasped with the pain and shook her head as she tried to stifle the pain, but couldn’t.
The three teachers were transfixed at the sight of the two red welts on the bare bottom of the girl she fancied and whilst she felt a bit bad about choosing them for the cane they also knew it was the route to being able to rub their bare bottoms and bare thighs and to run their fingers along their pussy lips.
The three girls also knew the benefits of being caned. If they fancied one of the other girls it was easier to make out together, but more testing when it was one of the teaching staff they fancied. So, getting the cane was one way to ensure the closeness of their naked tummies on the teachers bare thighs, and the close up sight of their bare legs, as their bare bottoms were rubbed and spanked.
Lily gasped as she received her third stroke and Emma and Lily tensed their bottoms not knowing which one would be caned next.
It was Emma who cried out as the cane bit into her bottom cheeks and she once again clenched her teeth as she also threw her head back with the pain. She, like the other two girls, hated being caned and reckoned she should have argued with Mrs Jasper telling her the teachers were wrong to send them for punishment. However, it was too late now, she told herself.
Lizzie knew she would be next and a few moments later it was her turn to cry out and shake her head as she breathed heavily through her clenched teeth.
None of the girls dared look at the others when they were caned as, in any case, they were focussing on dealing with their own pain-filled bottom cheeks. So, when Lizzie cried put again, in pain as well as the shock of being caned twice in a row, both Emma and Lily were only thinking if they were next.
Lily cried out as the fourth stroke bit it to her bare bottom cheeks and the pain sizzled as it spread back and forth across her bottom.
Emma knew she had to be next and tensed her bottom, but all she heard was Lily crying out again.
Next moment, Emma cried out as she got her fourth stroke, and cried out even more loudly as the fifth stroke bit in to her already madly stinging bottom.
Lizzie guessed she would get a double stroke and, sure enough, a hard stinging stroke was followed moments later with another, making it her fifth stroke, and she knew tears were welling up in her eyes and then dribbled down her face.
Mrs Jasper knew she would make the sixth stroke the hardest for each girl. She steadied herself and pulled her arm back and then whipped the cane down on Emma’s bottom adding the sixth red welt. She moved quickly and gave Lily her sixth stroke and moved again and gave Lizzie her sixth stroke. Suddenly the study was filled with the cries and sobs from the three girls, who knew to stay bent over the caning table as their six welts hardened.
The teachers were starting to breathe more heavily as they watched the welts develop and heard the plaintiff cries from the girls. As each stroke landed so their turn to have the girls across their laps got closer. They didn’t have any stockings or tights on as it was a very warm summers day, and knew they would yank their hems up as far as they could so they had the girls bare tummies on as much of their bare thighs as they could. Each teacher was looking forward to giving her college girl fancy her spanking.
Mrs Jasper decided six strokes each was sufficient and ordered, “Get up, girls, but hold your dresses up and get ready to be spanked.”
The three girls eased themselves up and knew they mustn’t rub their stinging bottoms. They watched the three teaching staff through tear-filled eyes sit on one of the chairs and saw that their hems were about halfway up their thighs and bit their lips thinking about their tummies lying on their bare skin. That helped, they supposed.
Mrs Jasper announced, “I need to go to the staffroom and will leave you to deal with these naughty girls. Their discipline notes are with Miss Salmon for them to collect afterwards.”
As Mrs Jasper left the study and closed the door, Miss Brent ordered sternly, “Right girls, I’ll be spanking Piper, Miss Carson will be spanking Hope, and Miss Logan will be spanking Costa. Now get across our laps.”
The three girls winced at their pain-filled bottoms but were happy with the choice of teacher who would be spanking her as, coincidently, it was the teacher they each had a crush on, and each eased themselves down, lowering their bare tummies on to the half bare thighs. As they lowered their full weight and felt the cool skin of their favourite teacher, so they lowered their heads nearly to the floor and saw the sexy upside down legs inches from their faces, and their own dangling under the far side of the chair. Seconds later they felt the hand rubbing their bottoms and the backs of their thighs and each girl knew she would cum with that memory later on tonight when in bed, albeit after getting another spanking from a girl in the lower sixth.
Each teacher enjoyed the feel of the bare bottom with its raised welts, and the smooth silky skin of the backs of the girls thighs and allowed themselves a few moments to indulge in the erotic rubbing. It was Miss Benson who then announced, “Right, ladies, three hundred spanks each.”
The girls winced again as the number of spanks was announced, and gasped as the first spank landed, and then again as the spanks continued to land on alternate bottom cheeks. They gasped after a few spanks and intermingled the gasps with a, “Sorry, Miss,” before reverting to gasping again as the spanks continued.
Soon the girls were squirming around on the teachers laps as their bottoms stung more and more intensely with the spanks landing on the raised welts and then on the sensitive backs of their legs. Tears rolled down their faces and dribbled on to the floor as the spanks continued. Of course, they had each been spanked before and knew they always ended up crying uncontrollably, and were again today. As they cried out they told themselves the very short period of feeling so lovingly close to the teacher they fancied wasn’t really worth the pain and they again told themselves how unfair it was to be sent to the headmistress to be caned, and now being spanked. They also knew they would be spanked again before bedtime and all this pain would be repeated, and felt really sorry for themselves.
Each of the teachers glanced at each other and smiled as they landed hard spank after hard spank and turned the bottom on their laps as well as the backs of the girls legs deeper and deeper shades of red, but could still see and feel the raised red welts. They loved spanking these girls in particular, and took the opportunity to rest from time to time and rub the beautifully spankable bottom cheeks and sexy backs of their legs. When they did that they always rubbed the girls inner thighs which they knew would make the girl part her legs and allow them to run their fingers along their pussy lips. It was so erotic for them, although they supposed the girls didn’t even realise what they were doing.
Lizzie parted her legs as she felt Miss Brent’s hands rub her inner thighs and gasped as she felt her fingers glide along her pussy lips.
Miss Brent was surprised by what sounded like an erotic groan and although she wanted to run her fingers more firmly along Lizzie’s pussy lips she immediately started to spank Lizzie’s legs and bottom cheeks and made her cry out and kick her legs with the pain to hide what she had done. Still, she had felt them for a moment and was happy.
Lizzie so wanted Miss Brent to keep caressing her pussy lips and could have kicked herself for letting out an erotic gasp and blamed herself. Still, she would masturbate tonight thinking about the fondling she had been given.
Emma was more controlled and felt Miss Logan’s searching fingers run up and down her pussy lips several times and forced herself not to react. It was so erotic and she was so looking forward to when she left the college and hoped to meet her beautiful dominant goddess Miss Logan again and really make out with her. That was some time off still, and so she would make do with this albeit painful liaison of being spanked in the meantime.
Lily’s experience was somewhere in between the other two as her wonderful Miss Carson ran her fingers along her pussy lips three fantastic times before resuming spanking her stinging bottom cheeks and the backs of her legs. Still, it was worth it, she told herself, as the tears again dribbled down her face.
The teachers glanced at each other as they neared their set three hundred spanks, and egged each other on to make sure the last few dozen spanks were particularly so hard so that the girls remembered the spanking more than the fingering.
After landing the last few very hard spanks, Miss Brent stopped spanking and ordered, “Right, girls, you can get up but do not rub yet.”
The girls eased themselves up, unable to stop crying, but that was normal. They held their dress hems up above their waists and thought about the long painful spanking and how their bottoms and legs stung, although after a few moments also remembered how their teacher also fingered them so sexily.
It was only a few seconds before Miss Brent ordered smartly, “Right, girls, get your knickers back on. Afternoon classes start in a few minutes.”
The girls gingerly eased their knickers back on and the teachers smirked as they saw their stretched pussy lips which they so wanted to lick and suck but knew they couldn’t. Still, they had fingered each girl and would remember that tonight in bed for sure.
Once the girls were dressed and had flattened out their dresses, Miss Brent ordered, “Now go and get your punishment notes. The three girls you bullied will be spanking you at bedtime.”
The girls grimaced at the thought of the younger girls spanking them, and the thought remained in their minds as they struggled to get through the afternoon lessons sitting on their hard wooden chairs. Emma had the hardest job as she knew Casandra would be spanking her.
By dinner time the stinging pain had eased slightly, but they started to think about the spankings they would be getting as they showered and looked at their still red bottoms in the mirrors.
Dinner ended, and the three girls knew, that along with all the other girls, they had to go and get ready for bed. They showered and changed in to their slinky night dresses, knowing they would soon have to undress fully to be spanked again, so didn’t bother to put any knickers on.
Once in their night clothes, each girl sat on their bed and obediently waited for their next spanking. They shared a dorm with two other girls who chatted happily enough but still sympathised as they saw the mounting distress on the three girls faces.
Sure enough, at eight o’clock, the three younger girls entered the dorm and ordered, “Stand up and take your night dresses off.”
Each girl obediently stood up and pulled her nightdress up and over her head. It wasn’t so different to being naked in the shower, except there everyone was an equal, and was equally naked, whereas here the older girls were naked and the younger girls remained clothed in their night dresses.
Each of the younger girls sat on the corner of a bed and, as Emma had feared, Casandra sat on her bed. Each lower sixth form girl was also in a night dress which they raised right up so their thighs were bare and saw that as an extra humiliation for the older girls who had bullied them.
Emma Lily and Lizzie each grimaced as they saw the bare thighs they would be lying across for their spanking. Emma more so as she was looking at Casandra’s bare thighs. When told to do so, they each bent down across the younger girls lap and, whereas they had loved the feel of the teachers bare thighs, so they hated having to lie on the younger girls bare thighs. It was humiliating enough to be spanked by a girl younger than themselves, but even more so to have their bare tummies on their bare thighs. That feeling of humiliation was increased as they saw the upside down legs of the younger girls which were clearly a young girls legs compared to the adult legs they saw when across the teachers lap, and their humiliation was deepened as they felt the younger girls hand rubbing their bottoms in circles.
The three younger girls smiled as they looked down on the bare bottoms across their laps, and even the two other girls in the dorm smiled at their dorm mates distress. They smiled even more as the younger girls started to land very firm spanks on the still red and welted bottoms and heard their dorm mates increasingly loud plaintiff cries.
Emma Lily and Lizzie told themselves that had they really bullied the girls then being spanked by them would have been very fair. The thing was that they hadn’t bullied them but had just argued, maybe too loudly, but still without any bullying intent, and so the spanking was just humiliating, particularly as it would be announced at assembly on Monday. Still, they stayed across their spankers lap knowing it wasn’t their fault and quickly dissolved in to a chastened crying schoolgirl, as intended by Mrs Jasper.
The younger girls certainly enjoyed the power they had over the older girls and loved returning their bottoms and legs to the glowing red they must have been after their caning and spanking. Casandra spanked Emma with particular relish. Still, they each knew that it wouldn’t be long before they also suffered a caning from Mrs Jasper and then two spankings from their teachers, as that was the norm at this college.
The girls knew they couldn’t spank forever and signalled to each other when the older girls bottoms were a rosy red. “Get up,” Casandra ordered.
Emma Lily and Lizzie quickly eased themselves up and when standing immediately started to rub their bottoms, as that was okay now. They knew their faces were tear-streamed but didn’t care as they got in to their beds and lay in the coitus position grabbing and rubbing their bottoms.
Casandra signed Emma’s punishment slip, and the other two girls signed Lily’s and Lizzie’s, before giggling as they left the dorm. The two dorm mates also left, the dorm, switching off the light, as early bed time for those punished was another norm.
It didn’t take long, though, for the three girls to recover and play over in their minds the caning, but, more importantly, the spanking from their fancied teaching staff member. They knew the others would hear but didn’t care as almost together they gave themselves the first of several orgasms as they lay in bed. Over the next two hours they gave themselves several more orgasms and, in between, told each other how they would have to get spanked again, but had to make sure their teachers didn’t realise how much they fancied them. Mind you, each girl silently wished they could go out with their fancied teacher.
Down the corridor the three teachers were discussing having spanked the three girls, and all agreed it was tremendous fun, as usual. Miss Brent even said, “I know its against the rules, but I bet they fancy us and would love to go out with us.”
Miss Logan agreed. “Emma parted her legs as soon as I felt her inner thighs, and I think was willing me to caress her pussy lips, which, by the way, were very damp for someone not turned on. So, I reckon that she would definitely come to bed with me, and I would with her.”
The three teachers silently mused over taking the girls to bed, but knew they couldn’t. That didn’t stop them masturbating again as they thought about it. However, they all felt guilty that they had sent the three girls to Mrs Jasper just because they wanted to spank them again, as they knew that three other girls deserved to be disciplined much more than them. Still, they supposed they got away with it, just so long as Mrs Jasper didn’t find out.
