Alice and Sophia knew they were two very lucky girls. Both were twenty-six-years-old and rented a room and lived under the auspices of their two landladies. They both found adverts for single women, their mum's ages, who offered a maternal type arrangement. It turned out that both landladies, Loretta and Monika, enjoyed mothering girls they could treat as their daughters, and charged a lower rent as well. Alice and Sophia jumped at the chance, seeing many benefits to the arrangement.

The landladies were in their late forties and insisted, as part of the arrangement, on being called mum, and spoke to the girls as though they were their daughters. Equally, because both girls were treated like daughters, they could do things other tenants couldn’t, including having friends over for a sleepover or even longer. Alice was looking forward to Sophia coming to stay, for a whole week, in fact.

They were quite different girls with a friendly but fiery friendship. They weren’t the easiest of girls, both quick to lose their temper, answer back, and generally, be insolent and it caused their ‘mums,’ stress they could do without. However, their mums had a deterrent, or so they thought, as both mums had full disciplinary control over the twenty-six-year-olds, and that meant both girls were spanked regularly.

Loretta knew, however, that as much as the spankings hurt, actually, Alice was really into being spanked. Initially, it concerned her, but then she realised that what she had to do was spank Alice harder and harder, making sure she cried and had a stinging bottom for ages afterwards. The fact she enjoyed it was by the by, and what made it work for Loretta was that she discovered that spanking her ‘daughter’ relieved the stress caused by her bad behaviour and so she never held back when her daughter was across her lap, which usually happened twice a week.

Loretta knew it would be a trying time having the two girls staying together for the week, and like the strict mum she was, she laid down the standing rule that they must behave well or be spanked. The first time Sophia had stayed over, her ‘mum,’ Monika had telephoned and positively encouraged Loretta to discipline Sophia as well, saying it didn’t matter she was twenty-six-years-old as she was spanked three or four times a week at home, so why should it be any different when staying with a friend, she said?

The twenty-six-year-olds knew they were as bad as each other and wound each other up, and also knew that invariably, try as they might, when staying together at whichever house, they would both end up being regularly spanked. Not that they minded being spanked, and far from it, as they found a stinging bottom quite the turn on.

Of course, Loretta knew very well how naughty Alice and Sophia would be and usually got in a new supply of hairbrushes so she was ready for when a good spanking needed to be given, to either or both of the girls.

On the day Sophia arrived Alice wore a tight vest top and a very short skirt. She had not been spanked that day so she didn’t have to wear a longer skirt to hide her red bottom and tops of her legs.

Sophia had only a small case with her, and she wore the shortest and tightest of clothes possible showing off her full breasts and slim legs.

“Hullo, Mrs Loretta,” Sophia said happily when she arrived. She always addressed women as Miss or Mrs followed by their first name. Sophia added with an honest smile, “Thank you again for having me to stay.”

Sophia was happy as she looked forward to being disciplined by Loretta. She recalled just how strict she was and never allowed either girl any leeway, but on the other hand, she always left them alone to cry after a spanking, allowing her to masturbate as much as she liked. Equally, when Alice was spanked at the same time, they were both so aroused they often hugged each other, whilst sometimes it went further. That broke one of Loretta’s rules, being the two girls should not be making out under her roof, and she used it as a reason to spank them both if she caught them.

Loretta reminded them about that over dinner. She waited for dessert and then said, “Look here girls, just a reminder you must stay in your own bedrooms. If you want to do things together you go to the living room. Understood?”

Alice and Sophia gave each other an embarrassed look, and then Alice said, “Yes, mum,” and Sophia said, “Yes, Mrs Loretta.”

The following day Loretta went out to a party for the evening leaving Alice and Sophia alone, and the girls managed to finish off two bottles of wine with the supper Loretta had prepared for them. Mind you, she hadn’t got the wine out but Sophia asked Alice if there was any and Alice reminded Sophia that her mum had specifically said no alcohol. Sophia scoffed and told Alice she was a ‘goody good shoes,’ and Alice gave in and got out a bottle. Well, the second bottle followed and then the two of them started to slur their speech and before either of them knew what they were doing they kissed and cuddled and went upstairs to bed.

That was the second mistake. Giggling with the drink they helped each other undress and they shared a shower and then gentle pecking turned to French kissing, hugging turned to caressing, and soon they were happily sucking each other’s erect nipples. To the two drunken girls, it made sense to lie on one of their beds so they could more comfortably caress each other’s now throbbing wet pussy’s. Had Loretta been at home she would not have failed to hear the loud erotic gasps coming from the bedroom as each girl brought the other to drunken orgasm after orgasm.

Drunk, and eventually sexually exhausted, they fell asleep.

Loretta came home and as the house was all quiet she just turned the lights off and went to bed.

In the morning she got up and still, the house was quiet so she decided to pop into her daughters’ bedroom and tell her how she met Mrs Heaton at the party. She owned the local shop for selling implements local colleges, and others, used, when discipline was involved, like paddles, straps, hairbrushes, and canes. The shop was quite correctly called, “Consequences,” and Alice had had to go there to purchase implements for use on her own bottom, as well as help show potential buyers how to use the implements, by having Mrs Heaton use them on her bottom.

Mrs Heaton had told Loretta that the next day was an open day and quite a few headmistresses from the local sixth form boarding colleges were expected to come to the shop. Loretta suggested both Alice and Sophia help in the shop behind the counter and Mrs Heaton readily agreed. Loretta was going to tell this to the two girls when she saw them.

So, when Loretta went to her daughter’s bedroom and found it empty she immediately went to Sophia’s bedroom. She didn’t knock as she was certain what she would find, and, sure enough, she threw the door open and found her daughter and Sophia in each other’s arms, both naked, their legs intertwined, their lipstick all over each other, and Loretta was sure they had each tasted the others sex juice.

“Get up,” Loretta snapped.

Alice and Sophia were bleary-eyed as they stirred. Alice reacted more quickly and jumped out of bed but she suddenly realised she was naked and looked around quickly for something to cover herself with. Loretta saw the panic in Alice’s eyes but her glare stayed steely and her arms were crossed. Alice gave up looking and tried to cover her pussy and breasts as best as possible, but she was expecting the worst now anyway, judging from the way her mum was looking at her.

Sophia opened her eyes and saw Loretta and smiled, saying a sleepy, “Hi, Mrs Loretta.” When Loretta didn’t say anything, Sophia looked sideways and saw Alice standing with her hands and arms covering her pussy and her breasts and saw the very unhappy look on Alice’s face and the realisation hit her pretty much like the first spank of a spanking. Sophia sat bolt upright, her own voluptuous breasts swaying as she did, before jumping out of bed, but she was unconcerned that her pussy and breasts were clearly on show as she just stood next to Alice, her hands by her side, but looking worried.

Loretta didn’t say anything but turned and walked to the bedroom door. Then she looked back, thought a moment, made her mind up, and said sternly, “Come to my bedroom, now.”

Alice and Sophia looked at each other but then immediately followed Loretta, coming quickly to the conclusion they were going to be in for a spanking. After all, they were relatively sober now and understood that was very much on the cards after being caught in bed together, which was precisely what they were told not to do. Alice even wondered if her mum would dispense with the spanking and give them the cane, possibly with another spanking before bedtime. As much as she didn’t mind being spanked, she knew when her mum was as annoyed as she was now the spanking was always much harder and much longer, and the cane was used more and more.

In the event, when they got to Loretta’s bedroom, she just picked up the phone, and the two girls looked at each other, first in surprise, but then with concern when they heard Loretta say, “Hullo, Mrs Heaton.”

Alice didn’t know there was open day today, at least not until her mum said, “Well Mrs Heaton, you know you said you needed two naughty bottoms to help at the open day … Yes the one today especially for headmistresses and chosen students from the local sixth form boarding colleges … Well, I have two very naughty bottoms and they are available to help you show off all of your implements.”

Alice knew exactly what that meant. On these open days, as well as salespeople Mrs Heaton also needed another type of helper. The headmistresses sometimes needed persuading that using the implements she sells had a real benefit to them, as the harder the spanking the more well behaved their students were likely to be. So, Mrs Heaton also had a couple of ‘naughty bottoms’ attend who were spanked by the potential new clients as this allowed the potential client to experience first-hand the benefit of spanking with an implement. Alice had been a ‘naughty bottom’ on three previous occasions and each time her bottom was sorer than any spanking given by her mum, but if her mum insisted she do it again then she had no choice. Sophia hadn’t attended there yet but had heard Alice describe what happened to her, in public and so less of a turn-on than being spanked at home.

Alice and Sophia grimaced as they knew it would be their bare bottoms that the implements would be tested upon by the headmistresses who, based on the outcome, may become new clients of Mrs Heaton’s. Of course, the students would also watch.

The two girls were as well behaved as they could be throughout the morning and soon after lunch they left the house, Alice dressed in a t-shirt, bra, and shorts knowing they won’t be staying on for long. She chose loose-fitting knickers knowing her bottom and legs would be so sore that if her knickers were tight-fitting they would sting when pulled up. Sophia chose a low cut top that showed off her breasts and a short skirt that showed off her legs.

They arrived at the shop and walked in and they were met by Mrs Heaton who came to the front of the shop. “Ah, hullo girls, good timing,” Mrs Heaton said, adding, “I had better warm you up so let’s go to the punishment room.”

“Yes, Mrs Heaton,” Alice said respectfully and she and Sophia walked after Mrs Heaton. In the office, also known as the punishment room, there was a chair in the middle of the room.

Mrs Heaton ordered, “A quick half dozen each should do it. Alice, you first, I think.”

Without any resistance, Alice went over to the chair, pushed down her shorts and knickers stepping out of them, and scooped them up and put them on a spare chair. She then bent over and grabbed the chair, spreading her legs well apart, then dropped her tummy and stuck her bottom right out. Sophie saw Alice’s pussy hair and licked her lips and couldn’t stop herself feeling aroused.

Mrs Heaton picked up a cane and stood just to Alice’s side, held the cane out, tapped Alice’s bottom, and gave her two strokes in quick succession. Alice gasped but stayed bent down.

Sophia saw the two red lines across Alice’s bottom and watched as Mrs Heaton tapped her bottom again and gave another two quick strokes. Alice gasped louder and wriggled her bottom but now four red lines were traced across her bottom. The final two strokes were given, clearly harder ones, and they drew even louder gasps from Alice.

Mrs Heaton ordered, “Up you get Alice. It’s your turn now, Sophia.”

Alice stood up and rubbed her bottom.

Sophia obediently undid her skirt and let it fall to the floor and pulled her knickers down and stepped out of them. She picked them up and put them on another chair and then bent over and grabbed the chair seat.

“Legs wider apart, Sophia, please,” Mrs Heaton ordered and she slid the cane between her legs and flicked from side to side. Sophia quickly parted her legs as her inner thighs started to sting but now her bottom was presented better for the cane.

Mrs Heaton wasted no time and the first two strokes landed across Sophia’s bottom and she gasped just as Alice had done. Mrs Heaton only waited a few moments before adding the next two red lines and Sophia let out a yelp each time but held on to the chair. Mrs Heaton again made the last two strokes the hardest and Sophia cried out this time as the pain spread across her bottom.

“Get up then, girl,” Mrs Heaton snapped. She knew from her discussion with Monika that Sophia might be argumentative and had her full permission to deal with her as she felt fit, although she had not been argumentative so far.

Mrs Heaton ordered, “Right then, face the wall as I can hear that the visitors are here. Put your hands on your heads, and remember you are naughty students today.”

Alice went and pressed her nose against the wall, put her hands on her head, and waited. Sophia wasn’t happy but when she turned and saw Mrs Heaton smiling wickedly and flexing the cane between her hands, she obediently followed suit.

Both girls heard Mrs Heaton welcome the visitors as they shuffled in and sat down, and were conscious of some headmistresses asking why the two of them were facing the wall and when they saw the red lines asked if they had been caned.

“Yes, to encourage them to follow my instructions, because if they don’t, they will get more strokes.” Mrs Heaton said, “They are my helpers so you ladies can see the full impact of the implements.” After a moment she added looking towards the students, “And so you girls and boys can watch and understand what your headmistresses can do to your bottoms when you are naughty.”

Everyone heard the emphasis on the word, ‘when,’ rather than the use of the word, ‘if.’

Alice knew there was plenty of demand for Mrs Heaton’s goods, but some of the colleges hadn’t yet introduced discipline regimes that included spanking and caning. However, there were a growing number that did and they knew the value of the deterrent of corporal punishment which helped improve their exam results, and hence the numbers of students who applied to go to those colleges.

Mrs Heaton was a good local supplier of just the implements they needed.

“Turn around you two,” Mrs Heaton ordered and as Alice and Sophia turned around Sophia saw Alice kept her hands on her head and did the same.

Sophia was so embarrassed turning around and seeing the sea of faces looking back at her and saw the headmistresses were smiling at the sight of her standing there with her hands on her head and naked below the waist and she saw plenty of the students staring straight at her pussy, clearly realising it meant any punishment was on her bare bottom, and that could happen to them as well.

Mrs Heaton ordered, “Alice, tell everyone about yourself.”

Alice said flatly, “I’m Alice and I’m twenty-six-years-old.” The students gasped when she said her age, as all the students were between seventeen-years-old and nineteen-years-old and even then thought they were too old to be spanked or caned.

Alice continued, explaining how her mum used parental discipline at home. It started with hand spanking, but soon enough that just didn’t hurt enough, so her mum moved on to the hairbrush. That was okay, but her mum still felt she needed better equipment and was referred by a friend to Mrs Heaton. So now she gets spanked with leather straps, large paddles and the cane, all supplied courtesy of Mrs Heaton. Alice finished off by saying how she accepted her mum’s punishments though and knew she deserved them, and they made her better behaved.

Before coming through, the headmistresses had been told the girls lived with landladies they called, mum, rather than their real mums, but the effect was the same. The students weren’t told that, though.

Mrs Heaton turned to Sophia, “Tell us, Sophia, do you also submit to discipline at home?”

Sophia blushed, cringed at the smiles on most of the headmistresses' faces, looked at the floor, and answered in a submissive tone, “Yes.”

Mrs Heaton demanded, “How often?”

Sophia said quietly, “Three or four times a week, sometimes more.”

The students gasped in surprise again.

Mrs Heaton pressed on questioning, “Why do you think you are here?”

Sophia winced as she replied, “Because I upset Mrs Loretta.”

Mrs Heaton explained for the visitors, “That’s Alice’s mum.” She turned back to Sophia and asked, “How?”

Sophia wasn’t happy explaining such personal facts but saw Mrs Heaton pick up the cane and flex it between her hands so blushed and said, “For drinking.”

Mrs Heaton carried on pressing, asking, “What else?”

Sophia looked at Alice for help but saw that she was also blushing and looking at the floor, so Sophia blurted out, “I made love to Alice.”

Alice gasped as the truth was blurted out and realised thought that Sophia could have said something far less direct.

Mrs Heaton asked, “Were you told specifically not to drink and make love?”

Sophia was really blushing now as she said quietly, “Yes.”

Mrs Heaton smiled as she said sternly, “So, let me get this straight. You got drunk when Alice’s mum told you not to drink at all, then you went to bed with Alice and did the most intimate things to each other, again after being told not to. Is that correct, Sophia?”

Sophia was thoroughly humiliated as she answered in a flat tone. “Yes.”

In an almost swaggering voice, Mrs Heaton asked, “So you do know why you are here then?”

Again Sophia spoke to the floor feeling belittled by the dominant Mrs Heaton. “Yes,” she again answered, but after a moment lost control and added tersely, “Enough already. Can’t you get on with it now?”

Mrs Heaton glared at Sophia but that was exactly the response she had hoped to draw from her. She turned to the headmistresses and said, “You should deal with rudeness decisively,” and when heads started to nod Sophia got an unpleasant feeling in her tummy.

Mrs Heaton said to the distraught Sophia, “You will get two strokes of the cane so bend over.”

“Sorry, Mrs Heaton. Really I am,” Sophia pleaded.

Mrs Heaton answered sternly, “Sorry doesn’t work although I hope four strokes will now teach you to do as you are told.”

Sophia realised there was no telling how many strokes this dominant woman might go to so with a stamp of her foot and blushing and angry at the same time she went to the chair and bent over. She blanched when she saw Mrs Heaton pick up the cane and say, “So, six strokes then if you are going to throw a tantrum on me.”

Sophia groaned. Alice looked at the faces of the audience as Mrs Heaton stood just to Sophia’s side swishing the cane with a wicked smile and saw that the headmistresses looked as though they would rather like to be the ones holding the cane. As Mrs Heaton landed the first stroke the headmistresses held their breath as Sophia gasped, and when the second stroke followed immediately and Sophia gasped louder the headmistress’s eyes opened wider. The students on the other hand scrunched their faces and looked as though they shared Sophia’s pain.

The next double stroke had Sophia gasping louder and the headmistresses were looking at each other and from their eyes were saying how cool this was. The students on the other hand had their hands over their mouths to stop themselves from saying something they might regret.

The final two strokes had Sophia crying out, whilst the headmistresses were nodding their heads showing they totally agreed with the punishment, but the students looked like they were regretting being there. Mrs Heaton, of course, had seen this diversity of reaction many times before. She knew that each of these students won’t yet have been spanked or caned at college, and this would be the first time the headmistresses would have seen first-hand the impact of using implements on naughty bottoms, and watching Sophia first show disrespect and then suffer the consequences was opening new vistas for them. It certainly put in perspective the several implements on the table which the headmistresses would soon get the chance to try out.

Sophie stayed bent over until Mrs Heaton said, “Now stand up and be quiet.”

Mrs Heaton looked at the assembled headmistresses and students and said, “Now that is cleared up let’s get on. Discipline is aimed at helping the teachers get a better-behaved classroom and I am going to show you a number of implements that will increase the severity of the punishment which achieves the required behaviour levels so much more quickly. After all, there is no use in you wasting your time with a detention when you can teach the students a real lesson with not much more effort on your part.”

Again, there were nods from the headmistresses and squirming from the students who could sense their headmistresses were getting increasingly interested and that the ‘comfort zone’ of a detention might easily become a thing of the past.

Mrs Heaton explained, “You will see on the table a selection of implements that are ideal to use on naughty bottoms, and we have these two naughty bottoms here to test them on, don’t we?” She glanced across at Alice and Sophia as several of the headmistresses nodded their heads. Mrs Heaton continued, “The purpose of today is to help you decide what will be best for your students.” That remark brought more blushes from the increasingly uneasy students.

Mrs Heaton then discussed each of the implements, giving her sales pitch. “There are five types of strap, seven types of paddle, three with holes in for greater impact, and three horse riding whips. For the naughtier bottoms, I also have a selection of canes, junior’s right through to seniors, although they need to be purchased separately and are not for use today. Of course, it helps that you have at least seen a senior cane in use, on Sophia, and no doubt can gauge the likely impact on your students. Anyway, you headmistresses can try any of the implements you like whilst you students watch and see the effect they have."

Mrs Heaton smiled at the students, adding, “I have to say they will all help improve your behaviour somewhat.”

Mrs Heaton always enjoyed explaining the relative benefits of each implement and when she swished the horsewhips most of the students cringed.

Mrs Heaton continued, “So, as I said, to help I have these two not so willing helpers, but helpers nevertheless. You will see I have two spanking tables and they have leather clasps for both wrists and both ankles. They are not to everyone’s taste but I do find they help to maintain order when these two girls will be receiving so many different implements, and they will keep the girls’ legs well apart which adds to their humiliation but allows you to spank their legs as well as their bottoms. They will be naked as I think that is how every girl or boy should be when being disciplined.”

The headmistresses nodded as Mrs Heaton looked at Alice and said, “Undress Alice, and bend over onto the spanking table.”

Alice knew better than to argue as this wasn’t the first time that she had been a Mrs Heaton helper on an open day and was confident it wouldn’t be the last. She slipped her t-shirt up and over her head, unclipped her bra and let it slide down her arms, and placed both on the chair with her shorts and knickers. She stepped up to the table, placing her legs by each ankle clasp that ensured her legs were spaced well apart. She then lay on top of the table stretching her arms to just reach the wrist clasps and wriggled her bottom to get comfortable, well, as comfortable as she could be, as Mrs Heaton quickly tied each of the clasps. Alice was now helpless with her bare bottom completely unprotected no matter how hard she was disciplined and she lay her head on the table and waited.

“Now you please, Sophia,” Mrs Heaton announced sharply.

No longer arguing, Sophia quickly pulled her top over her head and unclipped her bra placing both on the other chair with her skirt and knickers. She straddled the table placing her wrists and ankles close to the clasps and pursed her lips as Mrs Heaton fastened them.

Happy the two girls were in position, Mrs Heaton picked up a tawse, explaining how for some students even the mention of it brought good behaviour. The headmistresses looked at their students and smiled as most of them looked around anxiously and the realisation spread over the headmistresses' faces that using an implement was going to be far more meaningful than just a detention. Suddenly the headmistresses were even more interested in the implements, and when Mrs Heaton asked if one of the headmistresses would like to try using an implement on one of the waiting girls, two headmistresses shot their hands up.

Mrs Heaton smiled as she saw her sales technique once again working. “I tell you what, one of you use the tawse on Alice there, giving her six hard spanks, please.” She then picked up a wooden paddle with holes in it and handed it to the other volunteering headmistress, saying, “A good hard half-dozen with this paddle on Sophia, if you would.”

Both headmistresses stood up and approached the waiting girls. The headmistress with the tawse was the first to strike and she pulled her arm back and brought the tawse down hard across Alice’s red-lined bottom, making Alice howl. The headmistress was clearly worried, looked at Mrs Heaton, and asked, “Was that too hard. I am sorry.”

“Ladies,” Mrs Heaton said firmly, “Never ever apologise. Even if you do hit too hard, and I must say you did not, but even if you do, remember it is not your fault, but it is the student's fault for misbehaving and earning a spanking. You will be cross, understandably, but if you are too severe the only person who is to blame is your disobedient student who has misbehaved and is paying the price. You, on the other hand, have the benefit of knowing your stress, the stress you never asked for, is transferring down your arm, through whatever implement you have chosen, and across the bare bottom of your naughty student.”

The headmistresses were nodding in agreement, as that made sense to them after all. The students, however, were nearly all feeling increasingly unsettled and suddenly a detention looked a very soft option.

Both headmistresses resumed their task making Alice cry out as the tawse struck her bottom, and then Sophia as the holed paddle spanked hers. Mrs Heaton watched the faces of the watching headmistresses and students and was still satisfied the sales pitch was going well.

“Now, ladies,” Mrs Heaton continued looking at the other headmistresses, “Please feel free to pick up any implement and try them out on either Alice or Sophia once they are free. A half-dozen spanks with each implement on the bottom of your choice is fine, and feel free to use the horsewhips and straps to spank the backs of their legs as well. Shall we say pick five implements each?”

The headmistresses stood up chattering and pouring over the implements. One headmistress picked up a paddle with neat holes through it, stood to the side of Alice, and eagerly spanked it down across her bottom, and even smiled as her gasps of pain shook the watching students. As Alice was spanked by several of the headmistresses in turn the students looked intently at the ever brighter red glow of her bottom but some even noticed how her pussy hair glistened. Could it be cum, the students started to whisper between themselves? By now another headmistress had taken the paddle with holes and was delivering hard thwacks to Sophia’s bottom and the gasps of pain became echoes of each other. The students looked closely and they were sure it was cum on both of them and they were left wide-eyed.

The headmistresses discussed between themselves the relative merits of the straps and paddles that were used on Alice and Sophia as they lay draped helplessly over the spanking tables. As each headmistress gave the girl six hard spanks with the implement there was another headmistress ready with another implement to give another half-dozen spanks. Tears flowed down both girls cheeks as the spankings went on unabated, with the headmistresses increasingly realising they were able to spank the girls ever harder and Mrs Heaton had been so clear how it was the girl's own faults they were there.

The howls from Alice and Sophia filled the room as the students watched with increasing concern realising these were the very implements their headmistresses were now almost certainly about to purchase.

Eventually, each headmistress had tried her allotted five implements and some were breathless by the time they sat down. However, before they could settle down Mrs Heaton announced, “Right ladies, I have drinks in my office and we should leave the students here to ponder what might befall them if you purchase your spanking implements from me.”

She turned to the students and said, nodding her head towards Alice and Sophia, “I suggest you feel the heat on their bottoms and then untie them. Please discuss anything you like with Alice and Sophia and I will come back and collect you soon enough.”

The headmistresses left the room and the students looked at each other.

One asked, “Do you mind, erm if we have a feel, Alice?”

Alice was slowly recovering and, sobbing and sniffing, said, “That’s fine.”

Sophia was still crying as well and in no state to agree or indeed disagree.

The students each felt both bottoms in turn and were surprised just how warm they were and gingerly ran their fingers over the thickened ridges Alice and Sophia now had.

After a few moments Tricia, a seventeen-year-old, bent down and said quietly into Alice’s ear, “You seem rather, erm, wet, erm, down below. Are you?”

Alice nodded and said between sniffs, “I always do. In fact, I came three times since going over this table.”

“No way,” Tricia squealed, and then added, “Can I?” as she ran her finger up the inside of one of Alice’s thighs and edged her finger higher and when reaching her pussy Alice let out a gasp and forced her bottom down, only an inch but enough to encourage Tricia. Soon Tricia was running her finger faster and faster along Alice’s wet pussy as Alice gasped and groaned as Tricia’s finger disappeared inside Alice’s pussy flicking her erect clit and Alice let out an even louder gasp.

Elaine went over to Sophia who nodded her agreement and she ran her fingers along her wet pussy and heard her almost immediate sexual erotic gasps fill the room.

Two of the others sat down and their fingers went inside their own knickers and ran along their pussy’s, whilst two of the boys clasped their erect penises.

One girl said, “Crikey, I thought it was just me as my knickers are already wet. It’s so cool you feel the same way as I never would have realised,” and was soon gasping as she fingered herself.

Two girls though, eighteen-year-old Vera, and nineteen-year-old Emma, both stood watching, looking at the scene unfolding in front of them, and then at each other. Vera said uneasily, “I really don’t see how anyone is turned on by being spanked. Surely all that happens after being beaten like this is you get up and your bottom stings and you dance around for ages.”

“Me too,” Emma said, but both looked around feeling jealous.

Alice saw the look on Vera’s face and explained, “Yes, I do get aroused when spanked, but does it reduce the element of discipline? That is a resounding no. I cry, my bottom stings, and I cannot sit down for variously long periods of time, whilst my mum, on the other hand, feels great, relaxed, and satisfied I have been taught a lesson. The fact is, I get spanked, it hurts, I cry, and if I masturbate afterwards, well so what as I am consoling myself. Do you know the main feeling? Well, it’s just like you will have which is utter humiliation, that’s what it is. I am twenty-six-years-old and still spanked, and expect to be for years and years, but you know what, I have a loving mum who cares for me, looks after me, and worries about me. Being disciplined by her is her right, when you think about it, just as being properly disciplined by your headmistress is right.”

Alice realised the rest of the students were listening, intently, and several still with their hands inside their knickers and underpants.

Tricia asked, “Yes, but there is a difference between being just spanked with an open hand and being spanked with that paddle or a cane, isn’t there?”

Sophia stepped into the conversation, having calmed down. “Alice is right. I am spanked at home and accept it as well and also accept that if I need to be spanked then I have no right to choose what I am spanked with. Of course, some implements hurt more than others, and the hand is quite the easiest whilst the hairbrush is one of the most used implements. Of course, at college, the cane is the implement that should be used for speed and effect. I also believe I need to feel humiliated to make the punishment make sense and I will be over my mum’s lap looking at the floor and that is a humiliating position but just like being bent over a chair and looking at the seat with your legs apart whilst being caned, as I found out today.”

Tricia said in a surprised tone, “My goodness, now I realise I masturbate in bed whenever I just think about being spanked which must mean I am also aroused by the thought of getting a spanking. You are saying, Alice, that if I get caned, I will cry my eyes out and regret what I have done wrong, but when I calm down I will masturbate. Wow, I never realised.”

Alice asked, “Would you purposely get yourself caned so you get aroused?”

Tricia said a very firm, “No way. I don’t think that is worth getting caned for.”

There was a general murmuring from the other students.

Alice replied, “Well I sometimes get spanked on purpose, but that is me. I sometimes get caned on purpose as well. However, if you won’t then that means that the threat of the cane is enough to make you behave, which is what your headmistress will be aiming for, and she won’t care if you masturbate afterwards anyway.”

The students gasped with surprise at the sense Alice was making.

Sophia said, “Me too. If I want to masturbate I get myself into trouble so I am spanked then go to my bedroom. It’s really great, but I also think if I wasn’t aroused then I should still get spanked really hard for misbehaving.”

Tricia had been thinking and said quietly, “You know, I can see how that works for everyone, whether you get aroused or not. Like, I mean, the discipline should come first because that helps everyone at the college, both teachers and the students who don’t misbehave but are affected by our misbehaving. However, after the caning, I can see how I would get aroused.” Then more confidently, she asked, “So Alice, do you get more aroused the harder you are spanked? Like if you get the paddle do you get bigger and better orgasms?”

Alice smiled. “The best orgasm I ever had was after forty-eight strokes of the cane given to me by my mum. It hurt, like crazy, and my bottom was just one huge thick welt, but that night was wonderful as I masturbated so many times. The thing was, my mum was downstairs having relieved the stress I had caused her, and that matters to her, as it will to your teachers and headmistress.”

Tricia mused, “I don’t know about the cane but when they were using the tawse on you my pussy definitely fluttered.”

Emma said, “Wow, so did mine. Hey, I didn’t realise till you said that.”

Elaine said, “That happened to me when Sophia got that paddle with the holes in it.”

Soon all the girls were chattering eagerly as most had felt aroused watching Alice and Sophia get spanked with the selection of implements and soon they were discussing what implement should be used on them and most, in the end, agreed that really the cane was going to be best and felt aroused just discussing it today.

Well, except Vera who repeated that she wasn’t aroused and never felt like masturbating, and just felt sorry for the girls when they were tied to the spanking tables and hit so hard. She did have to accept that being caned as a punishment had its merits as she caused her teachers and other students lots of stress, so being disciplined would clearly help set her straight and did agree that if she got caned it would probably make her better behaved.

In fact, as Vera thought about it more and more she realised it was right to replace detentions with the cane, although still didn’t feel turned on.

Alice was asked, “So does your mum get everything from here?”

Alice had fully recovered and happily explained, “Oh yes. Paddles, hairbrushes, straps, and canes, and they all get delivered straight home.”

Lots of the students looked at each other wondering if their headmistresses had decided if they were going to buy anything.

Up in Mrs Heaton’s office, there was lots of chatter as they were looking at two screens, both of which were trained on the girls in the punishment room, and Mrs Heaton was able to zoom in if she thought a particular conversation looked interesting.

Mrs Heaton said gleefully, “So, ladies, now you know that Alice and Sophia get aroused when disciplined, and, it seems, that several of your students are as well.”

Mrs Heaton switched off the screens and went to collect the girls who she led up to the office.

Vera’s headmistress, Mrs James, was the first to speak. “Vera, I have purchased a tawse, a paddle with holes, and three canes, all seniors. I can see they are needed as I have thought for some while I haven’t been getting through to you and the other misbehaving students.”

Vera was annoyed at being discussed so publicly and said curtly, “Do we have to discuss this here, Miss?”

Mrs James looked at Mrs Heaton then back to Vera and said sternly, “No, we will discuss it as soon as we get back to college where you will get undressed and will get four strokes of the cane if you are good from now on or several more if you are not.”

Vera blushed, knowing Mrs James would keep to her promise. She knew she would hate being caned and may even have to stop misbehaving, and after just a moment she thought how silly the thought was as that was exactly what Mrs James wanted, so clearly just buying the canes had helped.

Emma’s headmistress, Mrs Lewis was next. “Emma, I have also bought several items including three senior canes. Do you understand why, my girl?”

“Yes, Mrs Lewis,” Emma answered obediently. She wondered if Mrs Lewis had heard what she said in the punishment room but it was so far away from this office, how could she? Anyway, now she knew she got aroused at the very thought of being caned she wanted to find out what the cane felt like, and swallowed hard as she followed Mrs Lewis out of the shop, intending to misbehave on the way back to college so she too would be told to get undressed and bend over for the cane.

One by one the headmistresses took their students out of the shop, each headmistress happy their students would soon have to accept a far sterner discipline regime than they had to date. Most were intent on finding fault with their students later today and using the cane on their bare bottoms before bedtime.

Each student left in varying degrees of apprehension, but more importantly, to them, was the growing erotic anticipation of knowing their headmistress had bought one or more canes and would be using them on their bare bottoms very soon.

Alice and Sophia had stayed in the punishment room nursing their sore bottoms, Sophia still sobbing and sniffing as she struggled to recover her composure, and as soon as all of the headmistresses and students had left Mrs Heaton went back to see them.

“Well, that went well I must say,” she enthused.

Alice asked, “Did the students know we were on camera?”

“No, but I suppose their headmistresses will tell them on their way back to college.” Mrs Heaton saw the surprise on Sophia’s face, so continued, “Don’t worry, as most of the girls will get used to the cane, and just like you two, most were already aroused by the thought.”

Alice said, “Its true, Sophia. When we see any of them again, they will tell us how often they are caned and how great it was masturbating afterwards.”

“Exactly,” Mrs Heaton said happily. “Anyway, get dressed and come to my office will you please.” Mrs Heaton turned and left the girls to get dressed.

Alice was pleased she had brought her loose knickers, especially when she heard Sophia gasp as her tight knickers scraped along her legs and pressed into her now tender bottom cheeks. Once dressed, though, they walked together to Mrs Heaton’s office where they were presented with two bags.

“These are for your mum’s, as a thank you for sending you over to help.”

Alice looked in the bag and, as expected, saw several paddle hairbrushes, two larger paddles with holes, three heavy straps, and two senior canes. She looked across at Sophia who was looking into her bag knowing she would have the same contents.

Alice said, “Thanks, Mrs Heaton, mum will be very pleased.” Alice didn’t add how pleased she was, but Mrs Heaton knew really.

Mrs Heaton said, “I will call your mums and tell them how good you have been.”

Alice again thanked Mrs Heaton, picked up her bag, beckoned to Sophia, and led the way out of the shop.

“What a cow,” Sophia said when out of earshot.

Alice said in a conciliatory tone, “She’s not that bad really. She is giving a service to the community but her clients are the headmistresses, not the students who need to be disciplined.”

“I suppose so,” Sophia conceded.

The two girls walked in silence for a bit but both were rubbing their bottoms. They got back to Alice’s, rang the bell, and were happy when Loretta opened the door.

“Mrs Heaton called me, girls, and it seems the sale was extremely successful.”

Alice replied, “That’s good, mum.”

Loretta noticed both girls were still rubbing their bottoms, and smiling she said, “I’m going out again tonight and have made you dinner.”

Alice smiled as her mum led the two girls into the dining room where dinner was laid out on the table, and Alice saw the two bottles of wine.

Sophia looked quizzically, remembering what had happened the night before.

Loretta saw the quizzical look and said, “Mrs Heaton told me you were both very good. Well, even you were Sophia once she gave you the cane.” Loretta stopped and gave Sophia a long look so she understood she knew she had been taught a lesson, and then continued, “So, as a treat, you can have wine with your meal, and there will be no rules tonight.”

Alice smiled.

Sophia didn’t understand.

Loretta explained, “Sophia, I spoke with your mum who was delighted with the bag of goodies from Mrs Heaton. So, she agreed with me, that you both get a night without any rules, well so long as you don’t leave a mess or make too much of a noise.”

Alice went over and kissed Loretta, and said with a smile, “We won’t mum, don’t worry.”

Two hours later and the girls had drunk both bottles of wine.

“I need more wine,” Sophia said.

“Don’t push your luck, Sophia. Be thankful we have a night by ourselves and no rules.”

“What good is that?” Sophia asked, slurring her words.

“This,” Alice said, leaning over and kissing Sophia on the lips.

“Oh,” Sophia said, realising, as she leant over and kissed Alice.

Both girls stood up, giggling, and, swaying slightly, started to undress. Both took off their tops and reached behind their backs to take off their bras. Alice managed it but Sophia had trouble.

“Let me do it,” Alice offered.

Sophia turned around and let Alice unclip her bra. Instead of pushing the bra down her arms, Alice cupped Sophia’s breasts and, caressing them, started to kiss her neck. Sophia turned, put her arms around Alice’s neck, lifted her face, and kissed Alice, opening her mouth, and letting in Alice’s searching tongue. Alice ran her fingers down Sophia’s body and between her legs and Sophia parted her legs and at the same time placed her hand on Alice’s wet pussy.

Alice whispered into Sophia’s ear, “How about bed?”

“That’s cool,” Sophia responded

The two girls held each other as they went upstairs and into Alice’s bedroom. They lay on the bed, legs intertwined, kissing the other’s breasts. Slowly, lovingly, they kissed each other’s tummies, working their way downwards, still kissing every inch of soft skin, until each was licking the other’s pussy, parting the wet lips with their fingers, and their tongues pressing inside. Each pushed their finger inside the other’s pussy, flicking the clit as she licked the wet pussy lips, both getting closer and closer to their orgasm until together they exploded in loud sex-filled gasps of joy.

They lay together, facing each other, kissing gently, the kisses became harder, tongues intertwined, fingers caressing the others breasts and again the others wet pussy. They devoured each other, bringing the other to better and louder orgasms.

Eventually, after several orgasms, exhausted, they lay together, spooned, and went to sleep.

In the morning they woke almost together, faced each other, and kissed.

Alice joked, “Shall we try to get through the day without getting spanked?”

Sophia laughed, saying, “Good idea.” After a moment she added, “Yesterday was great fun though, being spanked by all those headmistresses, chatting to all the students, and then coming back, and, well, last night.”

Alice kissed Sophia again, saying, “Me too.”

After several more kisses, Alice said, “How about a shower?”

“Good thought,” Sophia replied.

Alice got up, saw a note on the table, went over and read it, and said “Uh oh.”.

“What is it?” Sophia asked dreamily.

“Mum came home and left a note. She had told us no rules but not to leave a mess. We didn’t clean away the dinner things, and there are two wine stains on the carpet.”

Sophia was now fully awake and sat up in bed, the covers falling away from her.

Alice looked across at her and her full breasts set her heart pounding, but she focussed again on the note and continued explaining what was in it. “We should shower but don’t bother to get dressed as we are grounded the whole day and will have to help clean up the mess. In between, mum will be using several of the implements Mrs Heaton gave her yesterday on our bottoms, and we have to be down no later than ten o’clock.”

“Oh dear,” Sophia said, looking at Alice, her so tasty breasts, her hair covered luscious pussy, wanting her again.

Alice saw the look and glanced at the clock by her bed. It was 9 o’clock and she said, smirking, “I guess we will have time to make out before we shower. If you want to?”

Sophia smiled and replied enthusiastically, “Let’s do it.”

Alice went back to the bed and lay down next to Sophia. Both caressed the other's breasts feeling her erect nipples and knowing the other was so turned on by the thought of another spanking and knew their own pussy’s were wet and their exploring fingers soon found the others were wet as well.

They smiled at each other, and Alice said happily, “Mum’s going to be so cross and is going to make us cry and our bottoms sting.”

Sophia added, “I hope so,” as she kissed Alice again.

As they kissed they both thought about what would happen when they get downstairs, which as a minimum was going to be a spanking and then the cane for sure. After that, later on, when they were alone in their bedrooms, there will be more orgasms as they finger themselves with their bottoms stinging and the cane welts stopping them lying on their backs, but before then it was going to be a very busy, and very painful, day and both twenty-six-year-olds were looking forward to it.