Emma was annoyed as she walked up the pathway to the house, opened the front door, closed it behind her, walked through the hallway and into the living room, and at least was satisfied to see three very naughty bare bottoms staring out at her. The owners of those very naughty bottoms had their noses pressed against the wall and their hands clasped on top of their heads.
Emma was the youngest of the four women at just eighteen-years-old but had succeeded in imposing her disciplinary control over the other three.
First, there was Miss Johnson, her fifty-three-year-old headmistress at college, or at least she was when Emma was at college having left a little while ago. Although about to be spanked, she was always referred to by the others in the room as Miss Johnson and not by her first name. Miss Johnson was actually a very good headmistress and ran the school well although discipline tended to be lax. However, when in Emma’s company, Miss Johnson knew she was the one who had to behave or suffer the much stricter disciplinary regime that Emma imposed. Miss Johnson had now lost count of the number of times that she had had to get undressed, address Emma respectfully as ma’am, and then, when told, bend across Emma’s bare thighs to have her bottom soundly spanked. Worse, when she broke one of the more important rules such as curfew she would also have to bend over and grasp hold of the seat of the chair knowing that she was going to receive several strokes, at least, of the cane.
Second, there was Linda, the forty-one-year-old girlfriend of her mum, Sandra. She and Emma’s mum had a very loving relationship but Sandra was not very good at dealing with Linda’s argumentative attitude and lack of taking responsibility. However, Emma made up for that and, whenever she heard Linda and her mum arguing, Linda would receive a message on her phone with just the number three as the message. Linda knew, though, that that meant that as soon as Emma‘s mum left the house, Linda would have to get undressed and bend across Emma’s lap for a disciplinary spanking. There were also some rules that, when broken, and clearly it was when and not if, Linda would then also earn herself several dozen spanks with the paddle hairbrush.
The third naughty bottom staring at her belonged to Lucy, her own twenty-four-year-old girlfriend. Initially, Lucy had resisted accepting Emma‘s disciplinary authority over her. However, it didn’t take long for Lucy to realise that Emma loved her so much and was only enforcing the disciplinary regime for her own good. Once that was accepted Lucy also readily accepted Emma’s sole right to decide whether she had broken any of the pre-set rules or boundaries set for her, and, if she did decide that then to unquestionably accept whatever punishment Emma considered was right.
What all three very naughty women knew was that they all benefited from Emma’s loving but strict disciplinary regime. By loving, they knew that Emma took on what was effectively the maternal role with the other three now willingly having to obey the rules set for them. Not all of the rules were written down, and if Emma was simply fed up with whatever one of the women had done or not done, then she would announce, ‘Take your knickers off and get your naughty bottom across my lap.’ Other times, instead of a spanking, Emma would just go up and order the naughty woman to raise the hem of her dress above her waist, and then Emma would proceed to smack the woman’s legs until they were bright red. Of course, the woman would also be reduced to tears, but, without fail, she would also have learnt her lesson.
Emma would make sure that every spanking was kept private just between the four of them because the intent was not to embarrass them publicly. However, a log of the punishments was kept on the social site that the four of them only had access to, and so they could each check at any time when one of the others had been disciplined by the authoritative Emma.
So, today, as all three women had broken different rules, Emma called them together so that she could spank each one of them in front of the others. She walked up to behind the three of them, and, rubbing Miss Johnson‘s bottom first, said sharply, “I have a lesson for you to learn," and with that she pulled her hand back and then landed her palm on Miss Johnson’s far bottom cheek and, as Miss Johnson gasped she landed a second spank on her near bottom cheek. That was followed with ten further very hard spanks on her bottom, each met with louder and louder gasps from the headmistress.
Miss Johnson sniffed as she said a respectful, "Yes, ma'am."
Emma then stepped to her side and stood behind Linda. She placed her hand on Linda’s bare bottom cheeks and rubbed in circles, then said sternly, “I have told you not to argue with my mum, particularly when you are clearly in the wrong. I will be teaching you a lesson as well.” With that, she pulled her hand back and landed her palm on Linda’s far bottom cheek and then again alternately on both bottom cheeks until she had given her the same twelve spanks that she had given Miss Johnson.
Equally, Linda had gasped after each smack, and at the end said respectfully, "Yes, ma'am."
Finally, Emma stood behind Lucy and rubbed her bottom, leaning in so her breath would be felt by Lucy as she spoke, and said sternly, “I am really fed up with you forgetting to pay the bills. You need to make sure you pay them all on time as I shouldn’t have to remind you. This I hope will teach you that lesson.“ With that, Emma pulled her arm back and proceeded to land hard spanks on alternate bottom cheeks so that Lucy also received twelve spanks.
She, like the other two, let out twelve gasps which got louder and louder as the spanks continued to land. After the spanks stopped it was Lucy's turn to be respectful to the younger woman she loved and obeyed, with, "Yes, ma'am, sorry, ma'am."
Emma was satisfied that all three very naughty women were now fully aware that they were about to receive the usual hard spanking because of their misbehaviour and, savouring for a few moments the three now slightly redder bare bottoms, she ordered, "Right, turn around and face me and make sure you keep your hands on your heads."
As they turned to face the stern-looking Emma, Lucy licked her lips and looked worried as she asked, “May I ask a question, please ma’am?”
Emma was clearly annoyed but reckoned it had to be important for Emma to interrupt the process, and so, keeping her stern look, replied, “Yes, girl, what is it?”
Lucy still looked worried as she asked, “Erm ma’am, I saw the reminder today but it was to pay your gym bill. That should come from your account but I think it took you over your overdraft limit as your bank rejected the payment, ma’am.”
Emma was pretty sure that the letter demanding payment was not in connection with her gym account and reported, “It’s no use trying to avoid getting spanked by lying, Lucy. Lying is a serious offence and for that, I will have to add additional spanks with the hairbrush.”
Lucy, though, maintained her innocence, albeit tentatively, and suggested, “The letter is on the kitchen table, ma’am. Maybe I could go and get it and we can both check, ma’am?”
Emma was certain that this was all to do with one of the accounts that Lucy had to pay, and so, still confident, she instructed, “Okay then, Lucy, go into the kitchen and bring the letter here.“
Lucy walked towards the door, keeping her hands on her head to show her continuing obedience. A few moments later she returned clutching the letter in her hands which were still clasped above her head. Of course, as she was naked there was nowhere she could hook the letter into and still keep her hands on her head so this seemed to be the best way of remaining obediente and being respectful, whilst, at the same time, bringing the letter to Emma. So, as she walked over to Emma she said, in her usual respectful tone whenever about to be disciplined by her younger girlfriend, “Here is the letter, ma’am.“
As soon as Lucy handed the letter to Emma she quickly went back and stood next to the other two, facing Emma still with her hands above her head. In a way she was very worried that Emma would be embarrassed when she discovered that the letter did indeed refer to the invoice that she had to pay. Lucy had even thought about not telling Emma and just taking the spanking and caning but thought that Emma would prefer to know the truth and would be horrified later on if she had incorrectly disciplined her.
Emma gave Lucy a, ‘You silly girl,’ look before taking the letter out of the envelope. Her face then froze as soon as she saw the letter did, in fact, refer to her gym account, and nothing that Lucy had to pay for. She swallowed hard as she digested the fact that she had been wrong and silently scolded herself for making such an awful mistake which was so unlike her.
Once Emma accepted she had made the mistake she blushed as she glanced towards Lucy and said, “I am sorry, Lucy, but you are right, so I won’t discipline you.”
Lucy was so relieved that Emma accepted so readily that she had made a mistake. She knew so many adults who refused to admit to their mistakes and blustered their way through any arguments if they were the ones normally in charge. Lucy now realised that she shouldn’t have been so worried to point out to Emma she had made such a bad mistake, and loved her, even more, knowing that to be the case.
Emma wanted to make sure the other two didn’t get any ideas about arguing against their own punishments and so, glaring at Miss Johnson and Linda she said sternly, “I will be disciplining you two, still,” and happily saw them both grimace at the very stern reminder.
However, Lucy didn’t think that fair and said in a firmer voice than before, “I don’t think that you should be the one to discipline Miss Johnson and Linda, Lucy. You have just broken a rule set for all of us, and, if we had been the ones to break it you would certainly have given us a spanking. Why should that be different for you?”
Emma was quite taken aback by Lucy’s stance, although did have to accept that accusations that proved to be wrong were on the list of rules that justified being disciplined. However, she felt that as the woman in charge of the other three that wouldn’t apply to her and asked, although not as authoritatively as usual, “Isn’t the discipline regime about disciplining those who have to comply with the regime, whilst I am in the position of imposing it?“
Emma had to admit that part of the reason that she felt she should not be disciplined herself was her absolute hatred of being spanked. She hated the humiliation of it as well as the pain itself. She also thought that it was right that she was the one who disciplined the others rather than being disciplined herself.
Lucy was surprised that Emma was taking that stance and replied, “I know that you are effectively the strict mum here, ma’am, but that shouldn’t mean you are untouchable. Surely you should be leading by example? It is hardly being maternal to make others obey the rules and then break them yourself without penalty. As much as I know I have benefited from your strict control and want and need that to continue to happen and don’t want to be the one to punish you really, you need to be, maybe just this once, but otherwise it is one rule for us and another for you, ma’am.” Lucy then looked nervously at Emma who seemed to be seriously considering what she had just been told.
Emma suddenly realised that what Lucy was telling her was correct. She may well be the maternal member of the group, and rightly so because she was the one who had pulled the other three up for their shortcomings just like the head of the family should. However, Lucy was equally right that that didn’t mean the head of the household was untouchable. The real question, therefore, was whether the head of the household accepted they were really subject to the same rules as the rest of the family. As much as Emma hated the thought of being spanked she had to admit to herself that she would’ve punished any of the other three if they have done the same thing as she had, so it certainly made sense that she shouldn’t get away with.
Emma looked towards Miss Johnson and Linda and could see they were agreeing more with Lucy than they with her. So, once again she was edging more towards accepting being punished.
Lucy saw the uncertainty in Emma’s face and added, “I do love you so much Emma, and I know you love me, and that you spank me so long and so hard because you love me. Please know that my love for you will not diminish if you refuse to be disciplined, but I do think you would be wrong to impose your control over us then refuse to accept a punishment for breaking exactly the same rules.”
Emma had to finally admit that she couldn’t argue against the logic and that, actually, by leading by example it would enable her to continue to impose the rules as strictly as she did already, and it would even be the incentive for her to make sure that she didn’t break any of the rules again herself. So, accepting Lucy’s argument, she blushed and winced as she asked Lucy, "What punishment do you think I should get?”
Lucy was still nervous as this would be the first time that she would have disciplined her younger girlfriend and lover but remained focused and replied, “Well, I guess that you will have spanked me with your hand and hairbrush, and so I should do the same to you.” Lucy held her breath as she waited for Emma‘s response.
Emma immediately thought that punishment was fair, although still far more painful than she would’ve wanted. However, she needed to be dealt with firmly, and so, ready to accept, asked, “So, shall I deal with Miss Johnson and Linda first?”
Lucy thought for only a moment before replying, “Emma, I think that as it is the three of you that have misbehaved, and me that hasn’t, on this occasion I should be the one to deal with all three of you.”
Emma gasped with surprise but then thought that through almost instantaneously knowing that Lucy was again right and that it should even be like that going forward if three of the four misbehaved and deserved a punishment at the same time. Once again she realised that it would also be an added incentive for her to behave and keep to the rules because she was absolutely sure that she would do whatever she had to do to avoid being spanked again.
So, accepting Lucy’s decision, Emma replied, “Yes, ma’am.“ Emma knew that she had to give Lucy the same respect that she demanded from the other three. She also added, “Shall I get undressed, ma’am?”
Lucy swallowed hard at the realisation that she was actually going to be the one to spank all three women both with her hand and the hairbrush. She hoped that she was up to it, and fully intended to do her best. She, therefore, replied, in a sterner tone of voice than she would normally have used, “Yes, Emma, get undressed like the others and go and stand next to them with your hands on your head.”
Lucy saw the looks of surprise on the faces of both Miss Johnson and Linda, although, equally, they never argued against it. She supposed that they both agreed with her that even the maternal head of the family should be subject to correction if she breaks one of the household rules. Whilst that may not be the norm, Lucy, and she reckoned the other two as well, all agreed that that would be far better for everyone if every household operated under the same rules. It would even be an added incentive for those normally on the receiving end of a punishment to know that they could be asked, at any time, to give the same punishment to the one in charge of discipline.
So, with the position set, they all watched as Emma pulled her very tight pink vest top over her head, folded it, and put it on the table next to the other women’s clothes. She then put her hands behind her back, unclipped her bra, let the straps slip down her arms, caught it, folded it, and put it with her vest top. As she bent down and she pushed her tight cotton shorts and slinky sexy knickers towards the floor so her sexy kissable and suckable breasts bounced up and down which Lucy knew had immediately turned her on, and whilst she felt the flutters flying around her vagina she managed to control herself even as Emma stepped out of her shorts and knickers and her equally kissable and lickable shaved pussy lips were on show.
Emma wasn’t thinking about whether or not she looked sexy to Lucy as she stood naked, but was only thinking about the pain that she was about to suffer at the hands of her loving girlfriend. She supposed that that was still preferable to being spanked by anyone else, but reminded herself that it was her that accused Lucy of failing to do something that she had been the one who had failed to do and so she quickly came to terms with the fact that as the discipline regime was in place it was exactly right that she was disciplined when she broke one of the rules.
A few moments later Lucy was looking at the three naked women facing her, each with her hands on their heads and looking very worried. Of course, Lucy was aware that that was how she would normally feel if she was one of those women standing naked with her hands on her head waiting to be spanked. However, she went over to the table and, making the point, slipped her bra back on, securing the clips together at the back, stepped into her knickers, then slipped into her sleeveless summery floral dress, zipping it up. Now she was the one in the room who was dressed she felt like the authoritative adult who was very much in charge of the three very naughty girls.
Lucy knew it was time to proceeded with the three spankings and glared at each of the three naughty women before walking over to the side cabinet, opening the top drawer, and taking out two of the thick wooden-backed hairbrushes. She knew it was normal for Emma to take two hairbrushes out because of the number of times that one of them broke partway through a spanking. It also reinforced the seriousness of the situation for the naughty women about to be spanked.
Lucy then went and turned one of the dining chairs into the room, placed both hairbrushes within easy reach behind her on the table, and sat down. She didn’t need to flatten her dress out because it had already risen so nicely right up her thighs so she knew that the naughty girl's tummies would be pressing down on her bare thighs. She then glared at Emma and ordered, “Come here, Emma, and get across my lap so I can spank you with the other two watching.”
Emma grimaced as she stepped across the room towards Lucy knowing she had earned the spanking that she was about to get. Moments later Emma had lowered herself across Lucy’s bare thighs and her face was just inches from the floor and her hair was trailing on the carpet. As she glanced towards Lucy’s very close upside-down legs and then saw her own dangling under the far side of the chair she had to admit that this was her worst nightmare and she had often thought over in her mind as she lay in bed just what it might be like to suffer a very hard disciplinary spanking. She always laughed at the thought, though, knowing that she was the one in control of the other three. However, she wasn’t laughing now and for the very good reason that she was about to experience exactly what a disciplinary spanking was like.
Lucy held her arms away as Emma lowered herself across her lap and loved how Emma’s face passed so close to her own and then continued downwards, and as soon as she had settled herself down she placed her palm on Emma’s bare bottom and rubbed in circles. Of course, this was the same bare bottom that she had kissed so often and with so much love, so it did seem strange that she was rubbing exactly where she used to kiss, knowing that as soon as she was ready she was going to raise her hand and bring her palm down as hard as she could on Emma’s oh so lovable bare bottom.
Emma was breathing deeply and feeling correctly submissive but also worried about the first spank, and, when it landed, she gasped although more in shock than in pain. Of course, she had been expecting the spank but, even so, knowing that Miss Johnson and Linda were both watching just felt the humiliation she knew that they felt when they were the ones being spanked. Then, as Emma proceeded to land spank after spank on alternate bottom cheeks so she hated more and more being spanked as she looked at Lucy’s upside-down legs, and across the room at the upside-down legs of both Miss Johnson and Linda. Emma then had a sudden panic wondering how they would both think about being spanked by her again and wondered if they would insist that Lucy took on that maternal role. However, as her bottom stung more and more, so that thought left her and she focused much more on coping with the increasing pain.
Lucy continued to land hard spank after hard spank on Emma’s quickly darkening red bottom cheeks, and even though she heard Emma’s louder and louder gasps and saw her squirm around on her lap in the usual fruitless attempt to avoid the spanks, she continued with her discipline spanking knowing that Miss Johnson and Linda were looking on and would both be aggrieved, quite rightly, if Emma received anything less than the very hard discipline spanking that she was going to give the two of them in just a little while. She did look up and see their two faces and the concern on them, which was the same way that they looked whenever in anticipation of being spanked by Emma. That made Lucy feel good, not because she was enjoying either spanking Emma or was going to enjoy spanking the other two, but it just meant that she was doing the job she had to do.
Once Lucy had turned Emma’s bottom cheeks as red as Emma would’ve done, so she started to spank the same bottom cheek time and again rather than alternately. She landed six spanks on the same bottom cheek before then landing six spanks on the other bottom cheek, and saw how both bottom cheeks were turning darker and darker red more quickly than when spanked alternately. She could also see that Emma was squirming around on her lap rather more, and was kicking her legs. The gasps were also getting louder and louder.
Once Lucy was happy with the now even darker shades of red of Emma‘s bottom cheeks, she stopped spanking her with her hand, turned around and picked up one of the thick wooden-backed paddle hairbrushes, turned back, tapped the hairbrush twice on each bottom cheek to make sure that Emma knew what was about to happen, raised her arm, and brought the hairbrush down with a loud thwack on Emma‘s far bottom cheek.
Lucy knew that Emma was struggling by the way that she threw her head back and then shook her head from side to side hissing in and out, presumably through clenched teeth Lucy reckoned, and then tensed her legs rather than kicking them. It was also clearly more painful because Emma‘s bottom cheeks had surrendered far more quickly and were far flatter than when being spanked with her hand. Nevertheless, she continued to land spank after spank with what she always referred to as the horribly horrid hairbrush because when spanked with it herself she dissolved into uncontrollable crying after just a dozen or so spanks.