Vicky woke slightly later than usual and heard movement downstairs. She smiled to herself wondering if Emilie and Marian’s bottoms were still stinging after the spanking she gave them both before sending them to bed yesterday.
However, nineteen-year-old Vicky was worried that forty-one-year-old Emilie might have changed her mind after a nights’ sleep but knew she had to find out. She got up and still in her shorty nightie went downstairs and found Emilie in the kitchen.
Emilie smiled as Vicky entered. She too was worried about what Vicky might say. After all she had never expected Vicky to spank her yesterday let alone ever again. Yet both she and Marian had agreed to be spanked by Vicky if they earned it.
Vicky saw Emilie smile and that made her relaxed. She went over to Emilie and kissing her on the cheek smiled and said, “So a new regime. Emilie. Me in charge. OK?”
Emilie blushed but smiled and replied, “I remember Vicky.”
Vicky kept smiling as she said firmly, “So, Church again today, Emilie. No pranks, huh?”
“Definitely not,” Emile replied obediently.
Just then Marian came in to the kitchen.
“Sleep well, Marian?” Vicky asked.
“I did thank you, Vicky,” Marian replied also blushing at the memory of what had happened the previous day.
Vicky continued, “I’ve just warned Emilie there must be no pranks today. Obviously if you are naughty I will have to spank you again.”
“Of course,” Marian accepted.
Vicky smiled as she continued, “However I think you both do need a further lesson after yesterday’s prank. Both of you shower and come back downstairs before dressing for Church. Stay undressed.”
Emilie and Marian looked at each other but both accepted Vicky’s instruction and went upstairs to shower. Vicky heard the shower running and went to the dining room. She opened the drawer and got out what she was looking for. The part used packet of itching powder which she took back in to the kitchen.
Ten minutes later Emilie and Marian came back downstairs. Both were naked as they came back in to the kitchen. They both stood looking inquisitively at the teenager.
Vicky smiled wickedly as she ordered, “Both of you turn around, bend over, and pull your bottom cheeks apart.”
“Are you going to spank us, Vicky?” Emilie asked in a surprised tone.
Vicky kept smiling as she showed the two women the packet of itching powder. “No, I am not going to spank you, Emilie. However I am going to rub this powder in to your bottoms so you can see how the vicar suffered yesterday.”
“I don’t want you to,“ Marian said abruptly.
Emilie said, “Me neither.”
Vicky spoke firmly. “Now listen you two. It wasn’t a choice I was giving you. I was telling you. So now when we get back you will both get another spanking. If you are naughty at Church then you will get worse.”
Emile and Marian both groaned as they knew they had no choice. So they turned around and bent over and putting their hands behind them clutched their bottom cheeks and pulled them apart.
Vicky smiled as she looked at the two stretched bottom cracks. Once again she saw two rather fetching sexy bottoms. Both were very spankable, Vicky told herself. Both could do with some kisses as well. However Vicky had other plans right then. She stood behind Emile and pouring some of the powder on to a paper handkerchief rubbed some of the itching powder right along her bottom crack. Satisfied she then did the same to Marian’s bottom.
“Now get dressed for Church,” Vicky ordered. “You will both wear tight knickers,” she added holding out a pair for each of them.
Emilie and Marian groaned as they could see the knickers would exacerbate the effect of the itching powder. Even so, both ladies knew they had to accept Vicky’s decisions and so stepped in to them obediently.
Vicky got dressed in her light blue short-sleeved dress and when she came back downstairs saw Emilie and Marian were dressed in similar sleeveless floral dresses with hems down to their knees.
“Turn around and pull your dresses up so I can check your knickers, ladies,” Vicky ordered.
Emilie and Marian blushed as they turned around and pulled up their hems until their dresses were above their knickers.
Vicky could see they were both wearing the knickers she had picked out for them.
Vicky asked sternly, “Do you need to go to the toilet either of you? Neither of you can go to the ladies room until we get back here. Understood?”
“Yes, Vicky,” both ladies agreed.
“Great. Now let’s get going,” Vicky ordered.
When they got to the Church Vicky ordered, “Be nice to everyone. Try to sit still during the service.”
In the event Vicky smiled as she saw both Emilie and Marian fidgeting almost non-stop as the itching powder had the same effect as on the vicar the previous day. There were even a few members close-by who gave the two women stern looks although didn’t say anything.
After the service they all went to the community centre next door for tea and cakes. Emilie and Marian both kept scratching their bottoms awkwardly. They were both regretting having done their prank on the vicar yesterday and told themselves that Vicky was right to teach them this lesson. The spanking yesterday wasn’t enough to teach them the lesson they were now learning.
Vicky was chatting to the vicar but made a point of not telling him what Emilie and Marian had done. However Emilie came over and still struggling with the itching powder said almost rudely, “We need to get home, Vicky.”
The vicar looked surprised. “But normally you stay and chat with the others, Emily. What’s the rush today?”
“Not today,” Emilie said brusquely.
“I am so sorry, vicar,” Vicky said looking embarrassed.
“No problem,” The vicar replied but he was obviously put out a bit.
Vicky Emilie and Marian walked back home with Vicky happy to dawdle but Emilie and Marian wanting to push along quickly.
Once indoors Vicky snapped, “Both of you go in to the dining room. I am so cross with you.”
“Please can we shower first,” Marian pleaded.
“No,” Vicky replied forcefully. “I said go in to the dining room.”
Emilie and Marian groaned as they did as they were told.
“Get undressed,” Vicky ordered.
Emilie and Marian blushed as they slipped the dresses over their heads and folding them first put them on the table. They unclipped their bras and let them slide down their arms catching them and putting them on top of their dresses. Almost with a sigh of relief they stepped out of their knickers and put them on top of their other clothes.
Vicky looked sternly at both ladies. “I am so cross with you. I was having a nice chat with the vicar and you were so rude pulling me away like you did.”
“Sorry, Vicky,” Emilie said, continuing, “It was just that the itching powder was so uncomfortable.”
“Not as uncomfortable as the spanking you have both earned. Go and shower and wash away the powder. When you get back you will each get a spanking with the spatula. The heavy wooden one. So both of you stay undressed when you come back downstairs,” Vicky said sternly.
Emilie and Marian both made distressed faces but were eager to get rid of the itching powder and instead of arguing both went upstairs to shower.
Vicky waited downstairs listening to the shower as she went to the kitchen and opening the drawer took out the heavy wooden spatula that Emile had used on her bottom often enough.
Ten minutes later Vicky was sitting on a dining chair she had turned in to the room and the two ladies were facing her. Both were naked and both had their hands on their heads. Vicky was again enjoying looking at their naked bodies. She felt herself getting aroused as she watched them.
Emilie and Marian were also getting aroused. They both delighted in submitting to nineteen-year-old Vicky particularly as they were sure she would let them go to bed afterwards.
“Bend over both of you with your legs apart,” Vicky ordered. She saw how taut their nipples were and wondered just how turned-on they both were.
Emilie and Marian bent over placing their legs apart and knew their pussy lips were stretched.
Vicky stood behind Marian and rubbing her bottom in circles could hear her breathing deepen. When she ran her hand down Marian’s thigh her breathing deepened further and when she ran her fingers along her stretched pussy lips she heard Marian’s orgasmic gasp.
Marian was savouring the sexy rubbing of her bottom and was lost in her own thoughts as Vicky ran her fingers along her stretched pussy lips. Before she knew s what had happened she let out her orgasmic gasp.
Vicky smiled as she stood behind Emilie and after rubbing her bottom and thighs ran her fingers along her pussy lips and got the same orgasmic gasp from Emilie.
Both ladies were still breathing deeply when Vicky walked in front of them and ordered, “Stand up and put your hands on your heads.”
Both ladies were still in a state of semi-euphoria when Vicky said, “I don’t think it very nice you get so aroused by being spanked. Well I am going to spank you extra especially hard to see if a disciplinary spanking is as erotic for you. So you will both get the hairbrush as well as the spatula. How dare you be so aroused by the thought of being spanked? It means I have to spank you much harder to teach you a lesson.”
Emile and Marian both scrunched up their faces as Vicky went to the side cabinet and took out a heavy wooden backed paddle hairbrush. She put it next to the spatula on the chair next to the one she was sitting on and so within easy reach.
This time Vicky decided she would spank Emilie first.
Emilie stepped over and stood by Vicky’s side looking down at her lap. She saw that Vicky’s dress had ridden up so once again she would be across her bare thighs. Once Vicky pointed to her lap Emilie eased herself down and catching her hands on the floor lowered her full weight across Vicky’s lap. Once again she got the close-up view of Vicky’s legs and was aroused again by her feeling of submission.
Vicky rubbed Emilie’s bottom with her hand but instead of spanking her with it picked up the spatula and tapped Emilie’s round bare bottom. She raised the spatula up and brought it down hard on Emilie’s bottom and then proceeded to land spank after spank on alternate bottom cheeks.
Emile gasped as the hard spanks landed. She had hoped she would have had a hand spanking first but reckoned Vicky wanted to make this more of a discipline spanking. Well she was certainly landing hard spanks and making her squirm around on her lap and kick her legs.
Vicky kept on landing spank after spank on Emilie’s bottom but did look up and enjoyed the look of concern on Marian’s face. Vicky left Marian to ponder just how much the spanking would hurt as she again focussed on Emilie’s bottom.
Emilie cried out as the spanks continued. She knew she had used that same spatula on Vicky’s bottom enough times and remembered how Vicky had cried out and squirmed around on her lap. It was poetic justice she told herself and knew there would be more justice like this during the rest of Vicky’s stay.
Vicky stopped momentarily and put down the spatula and picked up the hairbrush. She weighed it in her hand and knew it was the one Emilie had used on her bottom many many times. So she had no sympathy as she landed the first spank on Emilie’s bottom knowing exactly how much it would hurt.
Emilie cried out more loudly as the spanks with the hairbrush continued. She knew she was kicking her legs and squirming around on Vicky’s lap but more humiliating were the tears running down her face. She could not stop what seemed like a flood of tears as she cried like the naughty nineteen-year-old she felt she was right then.
Vicky looked down at Emilie and saw the tears and was satisfied she was learning her lesson. She looked at Emilie’s bottom and as she continued to land more spanks saw both bare bottom cheeks were a beautiful glowing red and thought she should get her nails done in that same colour as a reminder of the colour she needed to turn the naughty bottom in future.
Vicky decided she had given Emilie a hard enough spanking and ordered, “Get up and face me with your hands on your head while I deal with Marian,”
Emilie eased herself up and once standing put her hands straight on her head.
Marian’s face puckered as she heard Vicky say she had to ‘deal’ with her.
“Get across my lap, Marian,” Vicky ordered.
Moments later it was Marian’s turn to be upended across Vicky’s lap with her bottom being rubbed. Like Emilie though it was not for long and when the first spank with the spatula landed Marian knew she would be in for the same long and hard spanking that Emilie had just had to suffer.
Vicky focussed on Marian’s bottom as she turned it redder and redder. Even as Marian started to cry it only hardened Vicky’s resolve to spank the very naughty bottom across her lap. After all she had so many experiences of being spanked by Emilie she knew there was never any let up just because the tears flowed. Never.
Marian cried louder as the hairbrush was used to spank her. Had she really enjoyed being spanked yesterday, she asked herself? Surely not. The pain was too intense. Even those thoughts disappeared as she struggled to cope with the increasingly hard spanks and all she could do was cry out loud and blubber until the spanking ended.
Vicky didn’t end the spanking when she heard Marian cry. In fact it hardened her resolve as this was supposed to be a discipline spanking. So she kept on spanking alternate bottom cheeks until she decided to spank the same bottom cheek a dozen times and then the other bottom cheek another dozen times.
Once Marian’s bottom was the same glowing red as Emilie’s had been turned Vicky stopped spanking and ordered, “Get up, Marian and stand next to Emilie facing me with your hands on your head.”
Marian forced herself to get up quickly to make sure no additional spanks were given and she stood facing Vicky with her hands on her head. She so wanted to rub her bottom but had to obey the dominant nineteen-year-old. How different this was to all those times she would watched Emilie spank Vicky and she would smile as she watched. How different it was to be the one on the receiving end.
Emilie and Marian both kept on crying although started to recover. As they did they felt more and more aroused as they reckoned they would be able to go to bed together and help each other recover. Judging from yesterday that actually meant giving each other a series of climaxes.
Vicky looked at the two women and watched their crying turn to sobs. They both had tears running down their faces but they seemed to be recovering. She knew she would send them both to bed together and they would make love. However she was getting turned on herself looking at the two voluptuous naked bodies. She could not resist the urge to ask the question she so wanted to ask.
Blushing Vicky asked, “Emilie, what is it like to make love?”
Emilie looked at Vicky although still through tear-filled eyes. “I can show you,” she said quietly but sniffing.
“Yes please,” Vicky agreed tentatively.
Emile went over and holding out her hand took Vicky’s who stood and walked with Emilie to the sofa.
“I’ll help you undress,” Emile said in a friendly tone.
“I can help,” Marian suggested.
“Yes, please do,” Vicky agreed.
Moments later Vicky was undressed with her dress bra and knickers on the table along with Emilie and Marian’s clothes.
Emilie guided Vicky to lean on the sofa and kneeling edged her face between Vicky’s legs. Marian sat down next to Vicky and putting her hand on to her cheek gently turned her face towards her. They kissed with Vicky’s tongue edging in to Marian’s as Marian caressed Vicky’s breast.
Vicky gasped happily as she felt Emilie’s tongue and lips run along her inner thigh and gyrated as Emilie’s tongue ran along her pussy lips. Vicky was gyrating and gasping as Marian sucked on her breast. It was the most wonderful sensation she had ever had and much much better than her vibrator. It was also much better than when kissed by boys and she reckoned just then she must be a lesbian as well. That was so cool she thought to herself as she was edging towards an orgasm and when it came it was better than any she had ever given herself.
Emilie and Marian heard Vicky’s first orgasm but knew she deserved more and as they continued to kiss and caress her she quickly came again and a third time.
Vicky kept her eyes closed as she savoured the memory of those wondrous orgasms whilst Emilie kept gently kissing her inner thighs and Marian gently kissed and sucked her breasts and nipples. After a while she opened her eyes and said a heartfelt, “Thank you.”
Emilie and Marian smiled at Vicky delighted they had given her so many orgasms.
Vicky smiled wickedly. “I’m still in charge of you both. OK?” she demanded.
“Oh yes, definitely,” Emilie replied with a smile.
“Of course,” Marian agreed.
“OK, then you are still grounded tomorrow. After work you will come home and stay naked all evening. Understood?”
“Yes, Vicky,” they both readily agreed.
Sitting up Vicky kept smiling as she said, “Go upstairs. You have two hours. Then you will come back downstairs naked and stay naked the rest of the day as you will be treated as grounded. Also for the rest of the day and tomorrow you will address me as ‘Miss Vicky.’ Understood?”
“Oh yes, Miss Vicky,” Emilie replied feeling aroused at the stern way she was being spoken to.
Marian reckoned she almost came at the thought of staying naked and having to be so respectful of Vicky. It was getting better and better all of the time.
“Now go,” Vicky ordered.
Emilie and Marian left the dining room leaving a naked Vicky on the sofa.
Vicky’s hands wandered to her pussy and as she felt how wet she was she could not stop herself running her fingers along her pussy lips and back before edging her fingers inside her vagina and finding her taut clit. As she came again she reckoned it wasn’t as good as Emilie and Marian making her cum and so maybe she would have to get them to do it again after their next spanking. She reckoned they wouldn’t mind.
Upstairs Emilie and Marian were whispering as they lay on the bed caressing each other. “The stricter she is the more I am aroused,“ Emilie admitted.
“Me too,” Marian agreed.
“She has a very tasty pussy,” Emilie said smiling.
“My turn next time then,” Marian demanded still smiling.
“Maybe it should be Vicky’s choice,” Emilie suggested.
“I guess so,” Marian conceded.
“She is a sweetie though isn’t she?” Emilie asked.
“Sweet but strict and she sure spanks hard,” Marian replied.
“Oh yes,” Emilie agreed. “She spanks really hard. “After a moment she added thoughtfully, “But we did deserve to be spanked again. We were rude to the vicar.”
“True,” Marian agreed and then smiling wickedly continued, “Anyway I love the way my bottom stings. Your bottom is so hot and it feels so sexy that way.” After a moment she added, “I guess we will have to accept we will both be spanked again pretty soon.”
“Tomorrow I’m guessing,” Emilie replied as she cuddled up to Marian.
“Tomorrow for sure,” Marian agreed as she kissed Emilie and felt her hand running along her inner thighs.”
Emilie and Marian lost themselves in each-others sweetness hoping they would be spanked tomorrow so they could make love again with their very sore bottoms. It was the best way, they now knew.
