Eighteen-year-old Emma smiled as she saw fifty-three-year-old Miss Johnson, her headmistress at college, Linda, the forty-one-year-old girlfriend of her mum, and twenty-four-year-old Lucy, her own girlfriend, all standing with their hands on their heads with their noses pressed against the wall showing off their beautifully blue bruised bottoms. Emma had been in disciplinary charge of all three women for several weeks although up until now each had been spanked separately when they earned it. This time, though, all three women had earned a spanking and Emma saw no reason why she shouldn’t spank them all together, with each watching the other being spanked.
The day had started as normal with Emma going to college. She had an arrangement with Miss Johnson that if she felt she had made an incorrect decision or judgement then the Headmistress would call Emma to her study. It would be on the pretext that Emma needed to be disciplined, but, without questioning anything, Miss Johnson submitted to Emma’s authority and received the punishment from the teenager. This morning, Miss Johnson had argued unfairly with one of the student's mothers and knew that her short temper had earned her a spanking from Emma. She, therefore, asked the school secretary to get a message to Emma saying that she needed to come to her study to discuss her poor behaviour. Not even the school secretary realised that it was Miss Johnson who was going to be caned.
As Emma made her way towards the Headmistresses’ study, she knew that she was, once again, going to cane Miss Johnson. As she walked into the secretaries office she was given one of her, ‘Naughty girls need to be taught to behave,’ looks as the secretary pointed to a chair outside the door to the study. Miss Johnson waited only a few seconds before calling through to the school secretary and ordering Emma into her study.
As Emma walked into the study and closed the door she saw Miss Johnson place her senior hook-ended cane on the table before pulling her skirt up well above her waist and lowering her knickers to below her knees. Miss Johnson blushed as she looked at Emma and said an apologetic, “ I am sorry ma’am, and know I need to be caned really hard.”
Emma liked it that when under her discipline Miss Johnson, as well as Linda and Lucy, all referred to her as ma’am. Now, watching Miss Johnson bend over the caning table and clasp hold of the far end, parting her legs but keeping her head raised, Emma positioned herself and rubbed the cane from side to side across her bare bottom. The school secretary had told Emma that she was due to receive six strokes of the cane, which Emma knew meant that it was Miss Johnson who was going to get all six strokes. So, as she landed the first stroke and Miss Johnson yelped she knew that the school secretary would hear that from her desk. After all, it was usual for there to be a procession of girls lining up to be caned and there were always at least two in the secretaries office sitting by the door to the study, and so everyone in the secretaries office heard the yelp as each cane stroke landed. So, as Emma landed stroke after stroke and watched each thick red welt develop, she enjoyed her position of authority over her headmistress and liked the fact that the secretary thought she was the one being caned rather than the very obedient Miss Johnson.
After the caning, Emma left the study and walked up to the secretaries desk, and, as always, rubbed her bottom so that the secretary continued to believe that it was she who was caned rather than Miss Johnson. A discipline form was completed and handed to Emma and she then left the study. The form, as always, demanded that Emma receive another spanking at home that evening, have the form signed, and then brought back to the secretaries office the following day. To prepare, Emma took a photograph of the form on her phone and sent it to Miss Johnson. On receipt, Miss Johnson knew that she had to attend Emma’s house after college so that she could receive her spanking, and then the form could be returned with a signature, all as though it was Emma who got the spanking.
After college, Miss Johnson went straight to Emma’s house and was directed into the living room where Emma happily ordered, “Now get undressed, Miss Johnson.” Emma loved addressing Miss Johnson with the same respect she showed her at college, except it wasn’t respect but a sarcastic way to show her headmistress just who really was in charge.
Miss Johnson immediately obeyed Emma. She undid the buttons of her white short-sleeved blouse, sliding it down her arms, caught it, folded it neatly, and put it on one of the sofa cushions. She then put her arms behind her back, unclipped her bra, let the straps slide down her arms, caught it, folded it, and put it with her blouse. She then unzipped her black skirt, pushed it down towards the floor catching her knickers with her thumbs on the way, stepped out of both her skirt and knickers, folded them, and put them with her other clothes. She then knew to put her hands on her head as she faced Emma, now completely naked.
Emma always delighted in seeing Miss Johnson naked, and with her hands above her head, and loved her very full breasts with their already taut nipples, her tummy which was reasonably flat, and her pussy hair, knowing she would have loved to have kissed her whole body and sucked and licked and kissed her breasts and pussy lips. However, Miss Johnson was here to be disciplined and not played with and so after she savoured looking at Miss Johnson as she stood there naked, she ordered, “Go and press your nose against the wall and think about what you have done wrong, Miss.” As Emma looked at Miss Johnson’s bottom as she had her nose pressed against the wall, she saw the six raised red welts which she had given her that afternoon and smiled to herself, although knew that was well-earned by her Headmistress.
As Miss Johnson kept her nose pressed against the wall she thought lovingly of Emma who was so authoritative and confident. She even loved how Emma addressed her as Miss now, and how that was just so humiliating and added to her feeling of submission. After all, she was used to being addressed as Miss when at the college, so still being addressed as Miss whilst being spanked or caned really put her in her place. She was certainly very thankful to Emma that she was prepared to discipline her, particularly as she was one of the girls who attended her college and who was just eighteen-years-old but dealt with her so strictly and unrelentingly.
Linda had similar feelings of submission and the need to accept someone else’s authority over her. Although forty-one-years-old, and Emma’s mum’s girlfriend and soon to be wife, she realised that Emma was exactly the young woman who could help her improve in so many ways. Since first being spanked by Emma Linda had broken so many rules and guidelines set by Emma for her and so had been spanked so often.
Today was no different, as Linda had been shopping at the mall earlier that morning, and then, knowing that she shouldn’t return within two hours to park her car again, she did just that, forgetting to check when she had left earlier. Not surprisingly, when she returned to the car there was a parking ticket on the windscreen. The ticket said two email addresses must be given within the hour or the fine would be doubled. Two email addresses should be given for the offender's benefit in case one didn’t work. Linda gave her own one, but also Emma’s as the second email address, as she did now whenever asked for a second email address. That way, Linda knew that Emma would find out immediately about the ticket. So, soon after Miss Johnson arrived at Emma’s house, so Linda also arrived knowing that she needed to be punished.
Emma received the email on her phone about Linda’s parking ticket. She shook her head in dismay and sighed at Linda’s continuing inability to obey some of the most obvious rules. She knew that this was simply Linda being forgetful, as she so often was, but also knew that a stinging bottom regenerated her thinking, for a while at least. So, when she heard the door open, knowing that Linda had her own front door key, she knew that she would be dealing with both Miss Johnson and Linda together, for the first time.
Linda walked into the living room and gasped when she saw Miss Johnson already undressed and with her nose pressed against the wall and with her hands on her head. She did notice the cane welts across her bottom but knew the arrangement that she and Emma had and so supposed, correctly, that Emma had caned her earlier on.
Linda also knew that Emma always expected the woman she was spanking to be naked to add to her humiliation and submission and was always quite happy to get undressed because she fully agreed that being humiliated was definitely something that helped her remember all the things that she got wrong, and helped her avoid many of the mistakes that she had previously made almost non-stop. Now that she saw Miss Johnson was undressed she knew that the two of them would be spanked one after the other, each watching the other, but each suffering the intense pain that Emma inflicted on them, exactly as she should do.
Emma saw Linda come into the room and said, “Well, Linda, I got the email. Therefore, you had better get undressed as well so that I can teach you the lesson that you need to learn.”
Linda blushed as she replied with a respectful, “Yes, ma’am.”
Emma smiled at the deferential reply and continued to smile as she watched Linda undress.
Linda unzipped her floral short-sleeved dress, pushing it down beyond her waist, catching her knickers on the way, stepping out of both, scooping them up, folding her dress neatly, and putting them both on the cushion next to where Miss Johnson‘s clothes were on the sofa. She then put her arms behind her back, unclipped her bra, let the straps slide down her arms, caught it, and then placed it with her other clothes. She then turned and, like Miss Johnson, knew that she had to put her hands on her head and then follow every instruction given to her by Emma.
Linda knew that Emma enjoyed watching her undress, knowing that she found it humiliating to have to undress for an eighteen-year-old, so a girl some twenty-three-years younger than herself, and that she was then going to be spanked by her. Even so, after getting undressed she obediently put her hands on her head knowing that she needed to have Emma with disciplinary control over her for so many very good reasons.
Once Linda was undressed and stood with her hands on her head and Emma had relished the sight of her full breasts and pussy hair, she knew she would have to spank her really hard but, like Miss Johnson, she needed some thinking time and ordered, “Go and press your nose against the wall and think about what you have done wrong.”
Linda winced as she replied again in a respectful tone, “Yes, ma’am,” and then turned and went and stood next to Miss Johnson and joined her pressing her nose against the blank wall.
Emma was just thinking how the two bare bottoms she was looking at needed to be turned glowing red and then bruised blue when her phone pinged telling her Lucy had sent her a message. She decided she could leave the two women to dwell on what was about to happen to them and went and looked at the message.
Emma picked up her phone and looked at the message and was immediately annoyed. Lucy had been with Jackie and a couple of her friends and had been, once again, unable to control her tongue and snapped at both of Jackie’s friends who reminded her that on previous occasions being so rude had led to her being spanked. Therefore, Lucy had now messaged Emma saying that she was coming straight over to the house knowing that she needed to be disciplined.
Emma glanced at the two naughty bottoms staring at her from across the room and reckoned that if Lucy was on her way over, and as Jackie only live a short way away, why not make them wait just a bit longer and then she could deal with all three naughty bottoms at the same time. Emma did rather like the idea of that, as it would be pretty much like three siblings being spanked one after the other, with the other two watching each time. It would also make all three women even more subordinate to her authority knowing that each will have been watched by the other two as she was spanked.
In fact, it was only another two minutes before Lucy let herself into the house. She also had a key because she quite often stayed over and slept with Emma in her bedroom. Luckily, Emma‘s mum never minded that, and there were, of course, many times when Linda was with her mum and Lucy was with Emma and both were making out in each other’s bedrooms.
Lucy closed the door behind herself and then walked across the hallway and into the living room. She saw Emma and was about to speak, but then saw both Miss Johnson and Linda facing the wall with their hands on their heads, both completely naked and with their bottoms showing. What struck Lucy almost immediately was that neither bottom showed the signs of having been spanked, although Miss Johnson’s did have several cane welts and, like Linda, Lucy knew about the arrangement at college. Lucy also knew that having to press her nose against the wall whilst naked and with her hands on her head was something she had had to do time and again before Emma spanked her. So, she realised that all three of them were going to be spanked together, which for some unknown reason actually got her aroused.
Lucy saw the surprise on Emma’s face but had a smile, as she ordered, “Well you know what happens when you fail to control that wicked tongue of yours. So, there is no need to explain but just get undressed so I can deal with you at the same time as I deal with these two naughty bottoms.”
Lucy said a submissive, “Yes, ma’am,” as she looked at her assertive girlfriend and never minded addressing her so respectfully when about to be disciplined by her.
Lucy then bit her lip but actually felt quite turned on by the thought of watching Emma spank the other two, even though she was going to be spanked herself. There was something quite sexy about that thought, and she couldn’t hide the wicked smirk on her face as she pulled her vest top over her head, folded it, and then put it on the third cushion of the sofa, noting with another smile how the other two cushions were already taken up with Miss Johnson’s and Linda’s clothes.
Lucy was now feeling her usual relaxed self knowing she fully deserved her spanking as she put her hands behind her back and unclipped her bra, let the straps slide down her arms, caught it, and put it with her vest top. She then undid her very tight cotton shorts and pushed them downwards, catching her knickers on the way, pushing both down to my ankles, stepping out of them, scooping them up, folding them, and putting them with her other clothes. She didn’t need to be told to put her hands on her head and go and stand next to the other two, which she did, pressing her nose against the wall as well. She had to admit as she did that that she had often wanted to be spanked with others watching, knowing that it was going to turn her on. She knew that her nipples were taut and flutters were already flying around her vagina as she knew that afterwards Lucy would take her to their bedroom and they would give each other massive orgasms. She almost felt sorry for Miss Johnson and Linda because they would not be able to deal with each other in the way that she and Lucy would.
Once she was undressed, Lucy ordered, “Now go and face the wall with the others and think about how naughty you have been.”
Moments later Lucy had her nose pressed against the wall and was indeed thinking about what she had done wrong, and what would happen to her because of that. However, she reminded herself it was her own fault and she so deserved what she was going to get.
Emma loved the way that there were three naughty bare bottoms staring at her from the wall, and all were standing obediently and waiting for her instructions. It was hard for her to believe that three women, one aged fifty-three-years-old, one aged forty-one-years-old, and one of twenty-four years of age, would be so submissive to an eighteen-year-old. However, they were today, just as they were always obedient when under her disciplinary control, but this was even more exciting given that there were three of them and they would be watching each other being spanked for the very first time.
Emma decided that she would give each a hand spanking and then a spanking with one of her wooden-backed hairbrushes. After all, Miss Johnson had already been given the cane, but the other two had not yet suffered that punishment from her. Maybe they would in due course, but not today. So, she went to the side cabinet, opened the top drawer and took out two of her hairbrushes. After all, there was always the possibility that one would crack if she had three naughty bottoms to spank one after the other.
Emma then took the hairbrushes and put them on the dining table before turning one of the chairs into the room. She then sat down, crossed her legs, and ordered, “Okay you three very naughty women, come and stand in front of me but keep your hands on top of your heads.”
Miss Johnson, Linda, and Lucy all heard the instruction and immediately turned around and walked towards Emma making sure they kept their hands on top of their heads. They all knew Emma was very strict when dealing with them and disobeying a single instruction had led to each of them being given additional spanks in the past. However, all three obediently crossed the room and stood in front of Emma, looking down at what they saw to be a very cross teenager who did look particularly awesome in her pink vest top which showed off her beautifully well-toned arms and cleavage, and then saw that her well-toned legs were shown off by the very short white cotton shorts that she was wearing, and that her gorgeous hair framed her face beautifully as well as resting on her shoulders. All in all, they knew that they were looking at a young lady who had always given them a very hard spanking and expected the same today.
Emma again relished the sight of three women, all of whom she had loving feelings for, all of different ages, but all submissive and subservient to her. What better, she thought, than spanking each one in front of the other two, knowing that she and Lucy would straight afterwards go to bed together.
Emma glared at Miss Johnson, who she decided would be the first to be spanked. She ordered, “Right, Miss Johnson, get across my lap.”
Miss Johnson swallowed hard at the instruction knowing that both Linda and Lucy would remain standing but very close to her as she had her bare bottom spanked. Nevertheless, she totally agreed with Emma that there was no reason at all why the other two should be sent from the room
So, Miss Johnson went and stood to Emma‘s side, looking down at her bare thighs, then eased herself down, catching her fall first by holding onto the far side of the chair, and then lowering herself further catching her fall with the hands on the floor. As she lowered her full weight across Emma’s lap so she saw Emma’s upside-down legs so beautifully close to her, and her own dangling under the far side of the chair. She gasped, as she always did when Emma’s hand started to rub her bottom in circles. She never knew quite why, but she did love being in exactly the same position as the girls at college when they had to bend across her lap to be spanked. Just as she felt her authority over the girls then, so, today, she felt her submission to Emma, knowing that being disciplined by her helped her so much. She also knew that, just like her naughty schoolgirls, she deserved to be spanked just as the punishment form required and there was really no difference at all between the schoolgirls misbehaving and her misbehaving and the same rules should, rightly, apply to all adults.
Linda and Lucy both looked more closely at the raised red welts on Miss Johnson’s bottom, counting six strokes of the cane. They both knew that Emma had caned Miss Johnson and wondered whether they would be caned themselves after being spanked. However, they knew they were in no position to ask as Emma was the one in the position of authority and the one who made all of the disciplinary decisions, and they both fully accepted and welcomed Emma’s control over them, knowing how much good it really was doing them both.
Emma was enjoying rubbing Miss Johnson‘s bottom in circles and she was able to feel the raised cane welts as she did so. Then, she raised her hand and brought her palm down on Miss Johnson‘s far bottom cheek, knowing that the spanking would hurt her much more than usual because she had been caned earlier that day. So, as Emma proceeded to land spank off on alternate bottom cheeks she could tell by the way that Miss Johnson was squirming around on her lap and gasping that she was struggling to cope. Well, that was what she would expect when sending one of her schoolgirls home with a punishment form having caned them that day, and so Emma knew that Miss Johnson could hardly complain now the same was happening to her.
Miss Johnson had learned that lesson very quickly, although supposed that she hadn’t given it an awful lot of thought beforehand and just felt that if the schoolgirl got a spanking that evening on top of the caning then it was simply an additional lesson for her. Whilst not every caned schoolgirl got a form previously, now, though, she could see how the spanking was far more painful after being caned at college that day. Having discovered that, she told herself that she would send a punishment form home with the girls more often and she expected to see an even greater improvement in their behaviour. In the meantime, she knew that she was struggling to cope with this spanking but welcomed that as her own well-needed lesson.
Emma continued to spank on alternate bottom cheeks until she was happy with the shade of red she had inflicted and then proceeded to spank the same cheek time and again before spanking the other bottom cheek repetitively. Emma was making sure the spanking would be memorable for Miss Johnson because she was leaving the college soon and didn’t know whether she would continue to have authority over Miss Johnson afterwards or whether Miss Johnson would find another prefect to deal with her, although hoped not. Maybe, she reckoned, by making sure that this was a particularly hard spanking, it would convince Miss Johnson to remain under her authority.
Once Emma was happy with the even darker shade of red that she had turned both bottom cheeks she then focused on spanking the backs of Miss Johnson’s legs. Of course, there were no cane welts there, but as it was always more painful to have your legs spanked compared to your bottom cheeks, and she was happy that Miss Johnson would continue to struggle with the spanking. That was confirmed by the way she was still squirming around on her lap, and, in addition, tensing her legs and gasping even more loudly than before.
Emma was eventually happy with the deep red glow that she had turned both legs, equalling the colour that she had turned both bottom cheeks. She then turned and picked up the hairbrush, turned back, and rubbed the thick wooden hairbrush around Miss Johnson’s very red bottom. She liked the way that Miss Johnson gasped at the realisation that she was about to be spanked with the hairbrush. Emma allowed herself just a moment to enjoy that knowledge, then raised the hairbrush and brought it down with a loud thwack on the far bottom cheek. The yelp Miss Johnson made was particularly satisfactory, and encouraged Emma, as usual, to intentionally land harder and harder spanks with the hairbrush on each of the bottom cheeks turning them both a deep blue colour which was the bruising that would make it very difficult for her to sit down for rather a long time.