Emma wasn’t looking forward to getting back home even as she walked up the garden path. Whilst twenty-three-years-old she still acted like a bratty sixteen-year-old and continued to wear every day one of a dozen exactly the same green and white checked gingham short-sleeved school dress’s, with bare legs and no make-up, and so looked like a sixteen-year-old rather than the adult woman she was. She did that because she wanted to dress the age she acted as a constant reminder of her brattish behaviour, even though she was living with her girlfriend, Lucy, also twenty-three years old.
It was now several weeks since Emma asked Lucy to discipline her like a bratty sixteen-year-old, with spanking being the main disciplinary measure. Initially, Lucy spanked Emma in private, but later It had been agreed that Lucy would discipline Emma in front of anyone who was present when she was being bratty, and she had already been spanked in front of several friends.
Today, Emma had gone to Mrs Hargreaves, her music tutor. Emma had always wanted to learn to play the piano although didn’t have one herself, and went to see Mrs Hargreaves once a week. Three weeks ago, when Lucy went and picked Emma up in the car, Mrs Hargreaves was obviously quite cross and explained that Emma had been particularly argumentative today and she was thinking of ending the lessons.
When she heard this, Lucy glared at Emma and told her how naughty she was and then added sternly, “You will be getting a bare bottom spanking when we get home, Emma.”
Mrs Hargreaves was clearly surprised at the comment and asked, “Really? I thought although Emma dresses in a school dress she was twenty-three years old, so isn’t she too old to be spanked?”
Lucy replied, “She is twenty-three years old, but everything that happens to her is related to the way that she acts, and so as a sixteen-year-old. I don’t think being sixteen years old is too old to be spanked and, so, when she’s bratty like she has been with you, she gets a seriously hard spanking.”
Mrs Hargreaves glanced at Emma and saw that she was blushing but not arguing, and it struck her that, as she was spanked, and, knowing that she showed signs of being a good pianist, she suggested, “I agree that brats should be spanked, even in today’s times, so maybe if you spanked her now I would change my mind about ending the tutoring.“
Lucy knew that Emma enjoyed the piano lessons and certainly didn’t want to give up, and, equally, as more and more people watched her being spanked it made sense that Mrs Hargreaves watched. She, therefore, glared up at Emma and said, “In that case, young lady, let’s get you across my lap and deal with you.”
Mrs Hargreaves loved how Lucy was the same age as Emma and still referred to her as, ‘Young lady,’ and also noticed that again Emma wasn’t arguing even as Lucy opened her handbag and took out a rather heavy looking thick wooden-backed hairbrush and then turned the high-backed chair away from the piano and sat down. She even smiled as Lucy glared again at Emma and ordered, “Come here now, young lady. You know being rude to adults is far too bratty for me to ignore.”
Emma was clearly contrite as she walked across the room towards Lucy, and, looking towards Mrs Hargreaves she said, “Sorry, Mrs Hargreaves,” and as she got to Lucy she said, “I am sorry, Lucy.”
Lucy replied quickly and sternly, “We both know what has to happen before I accept your apology, young lady. So, raise your dress above your waist so I can take your knickers down.”
Emma was immediately obedient and pulled her dress up by the hem to above her waist and stood there as Lucy eased her thumbs inside the elastic of the green school regulation knickers that she insisted upon now instead of the thong knickers Emma had originally worn as part of her uniform and yanked them down to her knees. As soon as she had done that she ordered, “Over you get, young lady.”
Mrs Hargreaves was still bemused how a twenty-three-year-old so readily accepted being spanked by her girlfriend who was the same age as her. She thought it was more understandable if she was spanked by someone older, or, if it was a spanking by her girlfriend, then it was as foreplay to lovemaking. This, though, could only be a discipline spanking because there would be nowhere to make love afterwards. Still, it was happening, and Mrs Hargreaves decided to sit down on the sofa to make herself comfortable as she watched.
Lucy waited for Emma to settle down on her lap knowing that Emma always obeyed her when it came to discipline. Even though she found being across her lap to be so humiliating because of the upside-down view she had of everything, and because her bottom was lying unprotected and ready to be spanked. Lucy knew the humiliation was increased as she put her hand on Emma’s bottom and started to rub in circles knowing it also settled Emma down into her naughty girl mode, before raising her hand and bringing her palm down onto Emma’s far bottom cheek.
Emma was no longer embarrassed when being spanked in front of someone she had been bratty to. Unfortunately, that didn’t prevent her from being bratty, although she had to admit that her stinging bottom did remind her whilst the stinging lasted. It meant that she was still spanked three or four times a week, which she knew was far more than she had originally expected, but it was being done in her best interests and, she thought that, if anything, Lucy was being stricter with her than at the beginning which was why she was still spanked so many times each week. However, she knew that, given the new regime, she had earned every single spanking that Lucy had given her.
Mrs Hargreaves could see that Lucy was really focusing on the spanking, and this was clearly a proper disciplinary spanking rather than anything that could be related to being sexual, unless, of course, Emma found the more painful the spanking the more turned on she was. Of course, Mrs Hargreaves knew there were people who did find pain to be sexually arousing but didn’t think that Emma did, given the way that she was gasping with each spank and squirming around on Lucy’s lap.
Emma was finding the spanking as difficult to deal with as always. She knew that spanking worked, or would at least over time, because she always hated the spanking and kept telling herself to behave in the future. It was better afterwards, as she found her stinging bottom cheeks had her vagina quivering in a way that she had never imagined it would, and that was at least something to look forward to during the time across Lucy’s lap. She wondered whether those quivers and sexual arousal stopped her improving, but as she hated the spanking itself, she still felt that was the overriding feeling.
Lucy knew that she was being increasingly strict with Emma, but it was in her best interests. She had noticed that straight after being spanked Emma was far more obedient. Then she noticed that if Emma was being ever so slightly bratty all she had to do was raise a finger and give her a stern look and suddenly Emma was again obedient. So, it made sense to be stricter and although it meant spanking her several times a week, she was confident that, in time, Emma would learn to be more obedient without the necessity of being spanked. In the meantime, it was up to Emma to change and to be spanked every time she didn’t.
Lucy had been spanking Emma on alternate bottom cheeks for quite a while and turned them both a lovely shade of red, and then changed to spanking the same bottom cheek several times in a row before spanking the other bottom cheek several times in a row. It was her usual way of giving a spanking which she knew Emma hated but equally accepted because of the good it was doing her.
As much as Emma hated having her bottom spanked, she hated even more having the backs of her legs spanked, which Lucy did each time ensuring they were turned as red as her bottom cheeks.
Mrs Hargreaves quickly came to the conclusion that if Emma was accepting a spanking so well from her girlfriend, then maybe that was something that she would be able to give Emma if she threw another tantrum whilst giving her for a lesson. In fact, she could probably even give her a spanking partway through a lesson, she thought, as she watched the spanking continue with Emma staying obediently across Lucy’s lap albeit gasping loudly, squirming around, and clearly struggling to cope.
Once Lucy was happy with the red colour, she had turned both bottom cheeks and legs she stopped for a moment, picked up the hairbrush, tapped Emma’s bottom once on each cheek, raised her arm, and then brought the hairbrush down with a loud thwack on her far bottom cheek. She always enjoyed seeing Emma’s bottom cheek flattened by the hairbrush, and then her bottom cheeks flattened time and again as she continued to spank Emma with the hairbrush even as she dissolved into uncontrolled crying as she always did. They both knew that it had to happen like this because unless Emma did cry uncontrollably the spanking was almost meaningless. On the other hand, Emma knew that both a stinging bottom and being in floods of tears was the right punishment for her bratty behaviour.
Mrs Hargreaves continued to watch the spanking thinking more and more strongly about how it would help her if she insisted that she were able to spank all of the students she taught if they didn’t do as they were told. It would be very useful to check that theory over the next few lessons with Emma and wondered if she should ask Lucy to allow it.
Lucy could see from the look on Mrs Hargreaves’ face that she was quite enamoured by the spanking that she was giving Emma and wondered whether she was thinking that she should be allowed to spank Emma in the future. Lucy had discussed that with Emma who was definitely receptive to the idea because she knew Mrs Hargreaves was getting fed up with her bratty attitude during the lessons. So, when Mrs Hargreaves was so clearly fed up with Emma today, Lucy thought it would be a good opportunity to introduce her to the fact that she spanked Emma, and see what happened, and, from the look on her face Lucy thought that Mrs Hargreaves would like the idea of spanking Emma if she acted in a bratty way again. It even helped that Mrs Hargreaves was in her mid-forties and so just about the right age to be Emma’s mum which would be an interesting slant on the teacher-student relationship.
Lucy was now happy that she had spanked Emma hard enough as her bottom was not just bright red but now bruised blue, and Emma was crying uncontrollably, as she should be. So, she stopped spanking her and looked up at Mrs Hargreaves and said, “I think you’ll find she’ll be better behaved next time, Mrs Hargreaves, and, if not, she should get another spanking.”
Mrs Hargreaves wondered if that was an invitation, and asked, “Wouldn’t it be better if I was able to spank Emma during the lesson, Lucy?”
Lucy looked as though she was thinking for a moment but already knew the answer she was going to give. “That makes excellent sense, Mrs Hargreaves, so take it as read that you have my authority to spank Emma whenever you decide she deserves it.”
Mrs Hargreaves asked, “Do I need to telephone you first, Lucy?”
Lucy replied with a smile, “Definitely not, Mrs Hargreaves, as your decision will be final.”
So it was that Emma did continue to go to have piano lessons, and on several occasions, she was too bratty and Mrs Hargreaves gave her the same kind of spanking that Lucy had given her, including with the hairbrush.
What Lucy then introduced was the rule, ‘When spanked away from home then Emma gets another spanking when she gets home.’ That was why, today, Emma wasn’t looking forward to going back inside the house because she knew that Mrs Hargreaves had already messaged Lucy to tell her that she had given her yet another spanking for her bratty behaviour.
When Emma got back into the house and walked into the living room she winced as she saw that Lucy was on the pc chatting to their good friend, Carla. Lucy probably arranged that on purpose, because she knew the added humiliation of having a friend watch the spanking was something Emma accepted as something that increases the effectiveness of the punishment.
Carla looked towards Emma and said, “Hi, Emma, who’s been a naughty girl then?”
Lucy ordered, “Turn around and raise your dress and lower your knickers so Carla can see just how naughty you have been.”
Emma winced again as she turned around so her back was facing the screen and eased her hands under her dress. She lowered her knickers down to her thighs, then lifted her dress up above her waist, and her red and bruised blue bottom cheeks were on show, as were her red legs.
Carla said, clearly seeing the funny side, “I see you have been a very naughty girl, Emma, and we know what happens when you get home after you have been naughty away from the house.”
Lucy then ordered, “Go upstairs and bring me down my hairbrush, and don’t dally, young lady.”
Emma knew she had been naughty again and what the penalty was, and the fact that Carla was going to watch, albeit on the screen even made her feel better about the spanking, and that it was really a discipline spanking. She always reckoned that when someone else was watching the added humiliation really did add to the effect of the punishment. In fact, she had encouraged Lucy to spank her in front of their friends as an added incentive for her to behave.
As Emma left the room and went upstairs to get the hairbrush, she heard Carla joking about a twenty-three-year-old being spanked, although was pleased when Lucy replied in a very formal almost maternal tone, “A very naughty twenty-three-year-old who knows that you are never too old to be spanked when you are naughty. Still, when you love someone like I love Emma that is just something I have to do and want to do, to help her behave better.”
Emma knew she wasn’t too old to be spanked, and the discipline spankings hurt as they should do and would teach her, in time, to behave better, so maybe one day she would wear adult clothes rather than her school dress. However, she knew that when Lucy spanked her it also gave her feelings she only felt when aroused as being upside down across her lap and submitting to her was such a turn-on, and so was the stinging pain that stayed with her after the spanking. Whilst that was a quandary, Emma knew the discipline spanking was the primary factor, and her quivering vagina secondary.
Emma knew that Carla would disconnect straight after the spanking and then Lucy would take her whilst still crying upstairs and they would have good girl sex which gave her the huge orgasms she only ever got when her bottom was stinging. The pain and the passion together were something that she never wanted to give up, nor were the discipline spankings which were needed to help make her change her behaviour. There was some way to go on the behaviour front, she knew, so she would be wearing her school dresses for quite a while to come, and maybe years, with the consequent spankings that she needed, but knew she loved Lucy so much and everything about their life together, including being disciplined. So, not so bad really for a bratty sixteen-year-old who was twenty-three.
