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.

Miss Johnson felt the tears welling up in her eyes after just a few spanks with the hairbrush, and it didn’t take many more after that for those tears to start to dribble down her face. She knew from her own experience in dealing with the schoolgirls that it was very important to reach the stage where the girl being spanked did cry uncontrollably as it was only then that she could be sure that the punishment really was doing its job. So, as she started to cry she knew that lesson was being learned by her once again and had to thank Emma for dealing with her so well.

Emma was eventually happy with the way that the whole of Miss Johnson’s bottom was now bruised blue. The cane welts did shine through the bruising and remain raised, but, all in all, Emma was fully expecting Miss Johnson to feel the stinging pain of this spanking for longer than normal. There would also be the humiliation of knowing that she had been spanked in front of Linda and Lucy. So, happy she had punished her well enough, she glared at the back of her head and ordered, “Okay, Miss Johnson you can get up.”

Miss Johnson was still crying as she eased herself up from Emma’s lap self but remembered not to rub her stinging bottom until Emma gave her permission to do so. She knew that she got angry with any of the schoolgirls who rubbed their bottoms before she let them, which was not normally until after they had left her study.

Emma could tell Miss Johnson was eager to rub her bottom and was pleased to see that she forced herself not to, which she knew was more out of respect for her than anything else. However, in order to enforce her authority, even more, she commanded, “Now put your hands on top of your head and watch me spank these other two.”

Miss Johnson knew she wouldn’t be able to rub her bottom now and would have to suffer the awful stinging, and was still crying freely with tears falling down her face as she obediently went and stood by Linda and Lucy, turning so she was looking directly at Emma who she once again had the greatest respect for.

Emma waited for Miss Johnson to stand still facing her with her hands on her head before glaring at Linda and ordering, “Okay, Linda, now it’s your turn. Come over here and get across my lap.“

Linda swallowed hard as she took the few steps across the room to stand by Emma’s side and looked down at her bare thighs. She also knew that she was ever so thankful to Emma for disciplining her which had helped to improve her behaviour. Of course, she was never going to be perfect, but the knowledge that Emma would deal with her strictly and give her such hard and long spankings, certainly helped her think more so she didn’t break the string of rules Emma had set for her. Today was one of those days that she had failed miserably by assuming that she would be able to return to the car park even though the rules clearly stated she couldn’t. She wasn’t above the law, and as well as the parking ticket she was now also going to get a punishment that was going to be far more memorable and painful.

Emma knew that Linda had so many shortcomings, but her mum loved her and Emma was looking forward to her being her step-mum. She didn’t know if that would stop her having disciplinary control over her when she was her step-mum, but that discussion had yet to happen with her mum. In the meantime, she tapped her thighs indicating that Linda had to go across her lap. 

Linda always told herself, as she was getting herself ready to be spanked, that she really was old enough to know better. She certainly hated being spanked, and particularly by a teenager some twenty-three-years younger than herself, and more so, a teenager who was soon going to be her stepdaughter. Clearly, the norm would be for the step-mum to discipline the stepdaughter, but Linda had no qualms whatsoever because she knew that out of the two of them it was Emma who was the mature and authoritative one, whilst she remained the one in need of strict discipline.

Linda saw Emma tap her thigh and knew that was her order to go across her lap. She eased herself down so that her full weight was across Emma's thighs with her tummy pressing down on them. She looked across the room and saw both Miss Johnson‘s and Lucy’s bare upside-down legs and groaned to herself knowing it was so much more embarrassing to be spanked with people watching. However, she reminded herself that it was solely Emma’s decision and, in any case, she knew both women so well she looked on them as a siblings and, although that didn’t help overly, she at least told yourself it was better than being spanked in front of several people that she didn’t know.

Once Linda had settled across her lap Emma placed her hand on her bottom and started to rub in circles. She knew that Linda would be even more humiliated than normal by being spanked in front of two people that she knew so well. Nevertheless, Emma ignored all of that, raised her hand, and brought her palm down on Linda’s far bottom cheek. She was used to the way that Linda’s bottom cheeks surrendered to her hand, and, not thinking too much about that, proceeded to spank Linda on alternate bottom cheeks time and again. 

This was the first time that Emma had spanked two people in quick succession, and she thought that as she spanked Linda time after time that her hand might start to sting more than it actually did. Either way, she knew that however much her own hand stung, Linda’s scrumptious bottom cheeks would be stinging far more.

Once Emma was happy with the shade of red of both of Linda’s bottom cheeks she then changed to spanking the same bottom cheek time and again. She saw no reason to move away from the standard practice of doing that, knowing that Linda‘s bottom would soon be stinging much more intensely. She knew that as well from the way that Linda was squirming around on her lap, and gasped as almost every spank landed.

Emma never bothered to count the number of spanks she gave but always gauged whether she had spanked for long enough by the colour she had turned either the bottom cheeks or backs of the legs across her lap. Once she was happy with the glowing red of both bottom cheeks, she then proceeded to do the same to Linda’s legs. Linda had particularly nice legs, which were slightly fleshy, but that only meant that they surrendered to her hand much more easily. So, she happily continued to spank the backs of Linda’s legs, initially alternately, but then time and again on the same leg, until both legs were turned the same lovely glowing red as both bottom cheeks.

Emma then turned and picked up the hairbrush again, rubbed it in circles around Linda’s bottom, raised it, and then brought it down with a loud thwack on Linda’s far bottom cheek. She knew Linda struggled with that by the way that she yelped and tensed her arms and legs and did pretty much the same as the spanks continued with the hairbrush so persistently.

Linda didn’t take long to realise that she was sobbing and that tears were running down her face as the horribly thick wooden hairbrush continued to be spanked down on her bottom. She knew that the harder the spanking the longer the memory of it and the better behaved she would be so she only had a growing respect for Emma that she was prepared to deal so strictly with her future step-mum. As she dissolved into uncontrolled crying Linda still knew that she would have to tell Emma‘s mum about the way that she had authority to spank her. She hoped that this would continue after they got married because Emma‘s mum was still away from home for reasonably long periods, and it would be so unfair on Emma if she had to take the nonsense that she was bound to give her without giving her the ability to discipline her. Linda knew she would have to explain that to Emma’s mum.

Emma saw that Linda’s bottom was now a beautifully bruised blue and that she was crying uncontrollably as she squirmed around on her lap, hissing in and out through clenched teeth. It all boded well that this was exactly the right type of lesson for Linda, and that she would be far more self-controlled for the next few days at least.

Once Emma was happy with the colour, she ordered, “Okay, Linda, you can get up. Go back and stand with the other two and face me with your hands on your head.”

Linda heard the instruction but took a few seconds to react, as she always did as she tried to recover from the now normal very hard, very painful, spanking. However, after a few moments she did ease herself up and, like Miss Johnson, resisted the temptation to rub her bottom, and went over and stood by Miss Johnson and Lucy, turned to face Emma, and all the time make sure her hands were clasped tightly on top of her head.

Emma again savoured the sight of the three naked women facing her with their hands on their heads, two of them with tearstained faces, and the third knowing that it was now her turn to be spanked.

Emma glared at Lucy and ordered, “Lucy, come here and get across my lap.”

As Lucy walked obediently towards Emma she also knew how right it was that she had given her girlfriend disciplinary control over her, even though she was six years younger than herself. She, too, knew that age had no bearing on who should be in charge of a relationship and was in no doubt that it was Emma who was the more mature of the two of them, whilst she was the one who all too often needed to be corrected. She also knew that being told off or having her misbehaviour explained to her in words was never enough and that it had only been since she had accepted Emma’s sole right to decide to spank her that her behaviour had improved. She had never had a girlfriend like Emma before, but then invariably the relationship failed after only two or three times that she was rude to her then-girlfriend. Now, she could see this being a long-term loving relationship albeit with Emma being the one in charge of her older girlfriend.

Lucy stood by Emma’s side looking down at her gorgeously kissable bare thighs, and then, with just a nod from Emma, lowered herself down and across Emma’s lap. As she caught her fall on the floor with her hands so she saw Emma’s upside-down legs so close to her face, and, to the side, Miss Johnson’s and Linda’s upside-down legs. She knew that it made sense that when you had three people who knew each other so well, it actually made sense for each of them to watch as one of the others was spanked. After all, that meant that the spanking wasn’t only going to be a lesson for the one being spanked, but it was an added reminder for the other two who were watching that they would get the same whenever they misbehaved. This was even better, Lucy told herself, because now today all three of them had earned a spanking and were spanked by the one person they all respected so much.

As Lucy lowered her full weight onto her lap, Emma reminded herself that she was about to spank the woman that she loved so much. She also reminded herself that this was a spanking that was going to be given with maternal love as well as girlfriend to girlfriend love. The maternal element was that it had to be a proper discipline spanking reducing Lucy to uncontrolled crying so that she learnt the important lesson that she was being taught. Afterwards, it would become the girlfriend spanking the girlfriend aftermath, which would be full-on tongue and finger sex, with, first of all, Lucy thanking her in that way for spanking her so hard, and then, as Lucy would then be a good girl again, it would be Emma making love to her good-girl girlfriend.

Emma knew, though, that there was a long way to go before Lucy became the good girl again as she placed her hand on her bottom, rubbed in circles, raised her hand, and brought it down firmly on Lucy’s far bottom cheek. She then proceeded to spank Lucy on alternate bottom cheeks time and time and time again, even as Lucy gasped and squirmed around on her lap.

Lucy was always so regretful as she felt Emma’s hand rubbing her bottom. Normally, of course, she would be very happy having Lucy caress her knowing that her hand would slip between her legs and her fingers would run along her pussy lips, but, right now, she knew none of that would happen, whilst what would happen was the increasingly stinging pain of a spanking but she so clearly deserved. 

As the spanks continued Lucy never stopped telling herself how lucky she was to have Emma as her girlfriend and that being spanked so often by her was not just a small price to pay, but the price so worthwhile paying because it helped her behaviour so much. Mind you, as the spanks continued to land on her bottom she did have to ask yourself how come she couldn’t behave better without being spanked, but knew from her own repeated experience that never worked.

Emma continued to spank Lucy on alternate bottom cheeks until she was happy with the lovely red colour before proceeding to spank the same bottom cheek time and again. Once again, she knew the repetition of spank after spank on the same bottom cheek increased the stinging sensation and suffering and therefore increased the learning curve. On and on she spanked Lucy on the same bottom cheek several times before spanking the other bottom cheeks several times, watching her tight bottom surrender and then bounce back, just as she was landing her palm once again on the same bottom cheek.

Both Miss Johnson and Linda were recovering from their spankings, and although their eyes were still tear-filled they could see that Emma was giving Lucy the same very hard very effective spanking that she had given them. She knew that Emma thought, first and foremost, that spanking each of them was the right thing to do in order to improve their behaviour, and there was no doubt whatsoever in either of their minds that that was exactly the case. Neither wanted to change the discipline regime, even as they knew it would never be very long before they earned their next spanking.

Emma was now happy with the glowing red colour she had turned both bottom cheeks and the backs of both legs, and so turned, picked up the hairbrush, rubbed in circles around Lucy’s bottom, raised it, and brought it down with a very loud thwack on her far bottom cheek. Lucy yelped just as she always did, but Emma was happy as she watched the way that her bottom cheeks surrendered to the thick wooden hairbrush and then bounced back just as Emma landed the hairbrush with another loud thwack on Lucy’s near bottom cheek. So, once again, Emma proceeded to land spank after spank initially on Lucy’s alternate bottom cheeks but then time and again on the same bottom cheek before spanking the other bottom cheek time and again. The time tested method once again reduced Lucy to uncontrolled crying as she tensed her arms and legs, shook her head from side to side with her eyes tightly closed, and hissed in and out through clenched teeth.

Both Emma and Lucy knew this had to happen and it increased the love they had for each other because they knew the beneficial effect it had on Lucy and, because of that, the love she returned to Emma. That was just how maternal discipline worked, of course.

Once Emma was happy with the way that Lucy’s bottom was now covered in dark blue bruises she stopped spanking her, looked more lovingly at the back of her head, and said, “Okay, Lucy, you can now get up. Go and stand with the others facing me with your hands on your head.”

Lucy eased herself up from Emma‘s lap, and although she wanted to throw her arms around her neck and kiss her lovingly, she knew she had to obey Emma and so went and stood with the others, turning to face Emma but keeping her hands firmly held together on her head.

Emma again looked at the three women, now with all three with tear-stained faces and sobbing in various degrees. She knew that she was looking on them all with maternal love having given them the hard discipline spankings that they so clearly had earned. However, she also knew to give them all some thinking time and ordered, “Now, all of you go and face the wall and think about how naughty you have been.”

The three corrected women said, in unison, “Yes, ma’am,” as they turned and knew to press their noses against the blank wall, and that they would be left there for a full ten minutes to dwell on their mistakes.

Emma smiled as she looked at the three well-spanked and paddled blue bruised bottoms, as well as the cane welts on Miss Johnson’s bottom. She did ponder again whether she should use the cane at some time on the other bottoms as well and decided to give that some thought.

Once the ten minutes was up Emma knew that they all desperately wanted to rub their bottoms and were waiting for that instruction, so, now that she felt that all three were good girls again, she smiled and said, “Okay, you have all been disciplined and I hope learned your lesson, so you can now rub your bottoms.”

Emma had to admit she always did enjoy watching each of the women rub their bottoms and take large steps from side to side doing their spanking dance whilst showing off their stretched pussy lips. She also knew that having completed the disciplinary part, she could now turn from her maternal side to being the girlfriend of Lucy and the dominant woman in both Miss Johnson’s and Linda’s lives.

Miss Johnson, Linda, and Lucy were so relieved that they were able to rub their very stinging bottoms, just as they always did after being given one of Emma’s ever so painful spankings, and didn’t care that their pussies were on show for their teenage dominant friend. They also started to have their own thoughts of how they would deal with the fact that each, for different reasons, got so aroused by being spanked.

Miss Johnson knew that whilst she had no sexual feelings towards the schoolgirls who she spanked and caned at college, she did know that her own true feelings were similar to that limited number of schoolgirls who, after being spanked or caned, went to the toilets and masturbated. She now knew that there was nothing wrong with that because the most important element was that the naughty schoolgirl, and indeed naughty adult, was given the pain-filled spanking or caning or both that they had earned. If that turned them on that still wouldn’t have taken away the fact that they had been disciplined and would find it very difficult to sit down comfortably for hours and hours to come. That was more so when she caned the girls as well, although, she equally had to admit, that receiving several dozen very hard spanks with the thick wooden hairbrush was the more painful of the two. 

Glad to have got her well-earned punishment over with, Miss Johnson knew that she would now go home, lie on her tummy on her bed, and happily give herself orgasm after orgasm whilst knowing she had to thank Emma for everything. She knew that Emma was leaving college soon and hated the thought of losing the one young woman she respected and needed so much. She was going to make sure that she continued to be disciplined by Emma with the cane and her hand and the hairbrush. To help, she was going to drop off a selection of canes at Emma’s house and, once she left college, she would go to her house for her caning, and then return in the evening for her follow on spanking, and hoped Emma would agree.

Of course, the punishment form would be put on the secretaries desk in the morning confirming the spanking had taken place, except it would refer to Emma being spanked rather than the truth that it had been Miss Johnson’s bare bottom that had been spanked.

So, as Miss Johnson got dressed, and said a heartfelt thank you to Emma for spanking her, she left the house and walked the few roads to her own house. Once there, she went to her bedroom, got undressed again, looked at her bottom in the mirror and as always gasped at the way that it was so bruised blue, then went to lie on her bed on her tummy, with her fingers between her legs, and gave herself the first of what was going to be several fabulous orgasms.

Linda was equally happy that her spanking was over although also completely understood that she deserved it and needed it time and again. She too was turned on by being spanked, although it was only since Emma spanked her that she realised she had those feelings. She knew that she found Emma‘s mum to be similar in terms of having an authoritative manner and a ‘Do as I say’ tone of voice, and that had drawn her to Emma’s mum in the first place. It was when Emma‘s mum snapped at her one time because of something stupid that she had done that she was on the cusp of asking her to give her a spanking. After that, she told herself she was looking for an excuse to ask again but then didn’t have to when Emma took it upon herself to give her a spanking. After that, she knew it made total sense to submit to Emma’s every discipline decision. Now, as Emma‘s mum was away, she knew that she would go upstairs to the bedroom, lying on her tummy on the bed, and happily masturbate, knowing that she wanted Emma to continue to discipline her even when she was her step-mum.

Linda thanked Emma with a loving hug and a kiss on her cheek for giving her the spanking that she so deserved. She then scooped up her clothes and carried them upstairs to Emma’s mum’s bedroom, put them on one side of the bed and then lay on her tummy on the other side of the bed with her fingers quickly running along her very wet pussy and easing into her vagina and flicking her taut clit and giving herself the first of many orgasms.

Lucy told Emma how she wanted to say her normal special thank you for giving her the well-earned and needed a spanking. They went, hand-in-hand, up the stairs together and into Emma‘s bedroom. Emma sat on the edge of the bed with her legs apart, and Lucy got onto her knees and leaned in between Emma’s legs and started to kiss the inside of her thighs, working her way up until she was kissing and licking Emma’s wet pussy lips. As she eased her tongue inside Emma‘s vagina and also flicked her taut clit, so Emma let out erotic gasp after erotic gasp until she let out one long gasp that told Lucy that she had cum.

As Emma recovered from the orgasm she opened her eyes and looked lovingly down at Lucy, who was smiling back at her.

As Lucy looked up, so she said with her own loving smile, “Thank you so much for spanking me again, Emma. I so deserved it and know I will deserve another spanking before long, and that you will give it to me just as you have today.”

Emma happily replied, “I love you so much, Lucy, and, yes, I will spank you the next time you earn it although, I think we both know, your behaviour has greatly improved since I started to spank you.”

Lucy certainly knew that to be true and, as they lay on the bed, side-by-side, with Emma now kissing licking and sucking Lucy’s taut nipples and running her fingers along Lucy’s very wet pussy lips, edging inside, and also flicking Lucy’s taut clit, so they both knew that they had the most wonderful loving relationship.

What Emma also knew was that she was helping three women improve their behaviour because she had the sole disciplinary authority to spank each of them. She knew that she would continue to do that for as long as the three women wanted her to. After all, any of them could suddenly refuse to accept Emma’s authority, and if they did then that would be their own problem. However, for now, each woman had so lovingly made clear they wanted to accept Emma’s authority, knowing it would mean spanking after spanking, but then, as it had been shown to have improved their behaviour so much, it just meant that everybody gained from that relationship.

So, they all knew that with Emma in disciplinary control of Miss Johnson, Linda and Lucy, life would only get better for all of them.