Wednesday afternoon at the Roxby Finishing School was devoted to physical exercise. Simone and Kathy were among those who opted to use the swimming pool. Naturally, one-piece swimming costumes were de rigour, though they still left much of their bottoms bare. 

They dove in and swam four lengths, Simone gradually pulling ahead. At the end of the fourth, Simone stopped by the outlet. “I reckon we can chat here without the microphones picking up what we say.” 

Kathy drifted to her side. “Okay.” 

“This is all new to you, isn’t it? How are you coping?” 

“Better than I expected. Anita’s been a great help.” 

Simone smiled. “Yes, she really likes you.” She noticed Kathy’s flush. “I’m glad she was there for you because I don’t think the production company has been fair to you.” 

“How so?” 

“Most of us have been active on the scene or been in spanking relationships. You’re a complete newbie and yet they caned you on camera, and you got another punishment, not only on camera but in front of witnesses you were aware of. I think they were expecting a more tearful reaction from you. Fortunately, Roxby knows how to use a cane properly – and knows how to look after newbies” 

Kathy looked at her hands. “Do you think Madame Peche deliberately hurt me? To get a reaction?” 

Simone snorted. “Quite possible. Madame Fish Face is plainly into humiliation,” 

Kathy nodded. “She punished us both in front of the class.” 

“And made us announce what punishment Roxby had given us despite the fact he’d written it on the notes to her.” 

“YOU GIRLS!!” 

They looked up to see the PE instructor glaring at them. 

“Yes, you! More swimming and less gossiping, unless you want to become acquainted with my plimsoll!” 

They grinned at each other and resumed swimming lengths. After six they paused again. 

“We should meet up after this is over. I could take you to some scene events.” 

“I’m not sure …” 

“Bring Anita, too, if you think just me and you going will make her jealous. Not that she strikes me as the jealous type.” 

Kathy flushed. “What makes you think we have that kind of relationship?” 

“There’s obviously something between you.”

“I’m not sure we’ll continue after we leave here.” 

“Why? Are you embarrassed? Ashamed?” 

Kathy shook her head. “No. It’s just I’ve never had a gay relationship before and this is a pretty weird place to start a new relationship. And a new orientation!”

Simone smiled and squeezed her hand. “Just take things slowly. If people are bothered that a vanilla straight has become a spanked bi, that’s their problem, not yours.” 

Kathy squeezed back. “I think I like giving spankings too.” 

“Really? You’ll have to demonstrate your new skills sometime.” 

“If you ask nicely –“ 

“WHAT DID I TELL YOU GIRLS? MY OFFICE,  NOW!” 

“Oh shit. Here we go for Episode 3, The Newbie gets the plimsoll. “ 

They swam to the side and climbed out, watched by the other girls in the pool. At least their punishment was to be in the office, not in full view of everyone. 

“What did I tell you girls?” 

Kathy swallowed nervously. “Less gossiping, miss.” 

“So why did you persist?” 

Simone rolled her eyes. “You said less gossiping. Not none.” 

“You’re a clever one, aren’t you? So clever you’ve just earned yourself extras. Now bend over my desk the pair of you.” 

They quickly obeyed. Kathy heard the "WAP" of a rubber sole striking flesh, followed by a second. Then she felt the plimsoll placed against her left buttock. She did her best to relax as it left – and was brought smartly down. She gasped as she felt the sting of impact and gasped again as her right bum cheek received the same. She heard Simone receive two more, then heard and felt her second pair of strokes. She squirmed. 

“Keep still, unless you want extras!” 

She forced herself into stillness as she heard Simone receiving two more, then she received her third pair. 

“Right, you may stand, Kathy. Not you, Simone; you’re getting extras for impudence. Or had you forgotten?” 

“No, but I was hoping you had.”

WAP! WAP!

Simone’s bottom jiggled under the impact. Kathy rubbed her own bottom as she watched in fascination. 

WAP! WAP! 

The warmth from Kathy’s bottom seemed to spread to her crotch. 

WAP! WAP! 

“Right. Back into the pool. And NO gossiping unless you both want another dozen.” 

They ran and dived in. Kathy was glad to cool off and wondered what she should tell Anita.

******

They met with Linda and Anita at their usual dinner table. Simone wrinkled her nose in distaste. “Who’s been smoking?” 

Linda and Anita both looked guilty. “Is it that obvious?” Linda asked.

“It is to me. You’d better hope it isn’t to the staff or you’ll both be going to Roxby for the cane.” 

As if on cue, Roxby entered the dining hall. The girls and staff all stood for grace. There was a muffled snigger from one of the other tables. Mrs Smyth, the deportment teacher strode towards it. “Who was that?” 

Silence. Everybody’s attention was on the angry teacher and the four girls. 

“You had better own up or you will all be tawsed.” 

One of them said. “It was me, miss.” 

“Thank you. Report to my office after dinner.” 

Roxby resumed. After the mass “Amen,” they sat.  Kathy turned to Anita. “You’ve got cigarettes and you didn’t tell me?” 

Anita shook her head. “No, we were jogging around the grounds this afternoon and we found some of the kitchen staff having a sly smoke.” 

Linda nodded. “So we asked nicely and they shared.” 

“Just the cigarettes? No inside information?” 

“They don’t know much. They had to hand over all their internet-capable devices too. Still, a smoke’s a smoke.” 

“I’ll join you next time.” 

Simone made a moue of distaste. “You too? Almost like you’re trying to be punished.” 

Kathy looked at her and raised her eyebrows. 

Simone laughed. “I suppose I did talk myself into extras this afternoon.”

“You certainly did!” 

“What happened?” Anita asked. 

“We got the plimsoll for talking. Simone gave Miss Adams some lip ...“ 

“Pointed out her imprecise use of language. Specifically, that ‘less’ and ‘none’ have different meanings.” 

“... and got six extra.”

******

As they prepared for bed Anita remarked: “You’ve been very quiet all evening. Are you alright?”

“Well … yes … I suppose. I’m just … maybe I’ve said something I shouldn’t.” 

Anita walked over and sat on Kathy’s bed. “Do you want to talk about it?” 

“I suppose I should.” She sat down beside Anita. The Asian woman stroked her thigh. Kathy put her hand over Anita’s. “Simone has realised we’re an item and suggested we go to scene events with her.” 

Anita stroked her cheek but said nothing. 

“I kind of agreed … “ 

“Not a problem.” 

“It might be. I … kind of suggested I would like to spank her.” 

“Really?” 

“I felt turned on watching her get the ruler the other day …” 

“And getting the plimsoll today I suppose? Should I be jealous?” 

“No! I want to be with you! It’s just she does have a rather nice bottom … “ 

Anita smiled “Which she does like to show off, I think. I can see why you are tempted. Are you tempted to have sex with her too?” 

“No. Sex with you is great – the best I’ve had. And I really like the spanking too” 

“Well, if you spank her at a scene event I won’t object.” 

“Thank you.” 

“Though I still think you should be punished for looking at other women when we’ve only been together a few days. Don’t you?” 

Kathy nodded. “Are you going to spank me?” 

“I was thinking you deserve a good slippering, or perhaps the hairbrush.”

“That wooden one?” 

Anita nodded. “I’ll give you a choice. Twelve with the slipper or six with the brush.” 

Kathy considered her options; Anita had slippered her before and it hadn’t been too bad whereas the broad, thick wooden brush looked to be a severe pain inflicter. “I’ll have the slipper.” 

“Take your nightie off and go bend over the chair.” 

Kathy obeyed. Parading naked in front of Anita gave her a strange thrill. Anita positioned the wardrobe mirror door so that Kathy could see their reflections. She felt a lightness in her stomach as she felt and saw Anita tap her right buttock with the slipper, then raise it. 

WHAP! Kathy jerked but made no further reaction and watched the slipper tap her left buttock before being raised. 

WHAP! She gasped at the impact and saw the red slipper print appear on her white bottom. 

WHAP! WHAP! Again, left and right cheeks were struck and two more red prints appeared. 

WHAP! WHAP! More of her bottom was reddened. 

Anita expertly applied six more strokes, spreading heat evenly over Kathy’s bottom. It was painful but she rather enjoyed watching her bottom turn an even hot red. She remained in position as Anita lightly caressed her chastised cheeks and felt the warmth sink into her body and spread to her crotch.

“Would you like me to rub some lotion in?” 

“Oh, yes please!” 

“Over my lap, then!” 

Kathy obeyed eagerly, then sighed with pleasure as cool lotion was gently massaged in. She felt the stinging heat transform into wonderful warmth then delight surged through her body.

Afterward, as they lay in each other’s arms, Kathy said, “You really enjoy spanking me don’t you?” 

“You’ve got a lovely bottom, and I don’t see why the staff should have all the fun.” 

“You’ve spanked me more than they have! And would you really have used the hairbrush on me if I’d opted for it?” 

Anita nodded. “But only six and I wouldn’t have swung hard.” 

“Do you think you could take it?” 

“I have in the past.”

“Maybe we should see if you still can. We can’t have your bottom losing its resilience now, can we?” 

Anita laughed. “No, I suppose not!” 

“Go fetch it then!” 

She sat up as Anita padded over to get her brush. She handed it to Kathy, then draped herself over her lap. Kathy raised her nighty and stroked her bare bottom. “Ready?” 

“Do I get a warm-up spanking first?” 

“A what?” 

“Warm-up hand spanking as a prelude to the main event – makes it easier to take.” 

“You didn’t give me one before you slippered me just now!” 

“That’s because you were being punished for being naughty; this is just a maintenance spanking.” 

Kathy allowed herself to be persuaded by the argument; in truth, she wanted the more intimate contact of a hand spanking. She put down the brush and caressed Anita’s bottom before beginning the spanking. She began gently but slowly increasing tempo and intensity, revelling in the heat in her palm, the sight of Anita’s red squirming bottom, the sound of the spanks, and Anita’s sighs of pleasure. 

With her left hand, she reached underneath until her fingers found Anita’s pussy and began gently stroking and probing.  With her right, she picked up the hairbrush and brought it down hard on Anita’s right cheek, then repeated for her left. 

Anita gasped. “More!” 

Kathy obliged and continued the hard whacks. As they continued, Anita bucked and squirmed then shuddered in climax. 

Her breathing gradually slowed. “Wow, girlfriend! You learn fast!”