Time had passed quickly and nineteen-year-old Lucy was now firmly in charge of forty-one-year-old Jackie. It didn’t matter that Jackie was the landlady and that Lucy was renting a room in her house from her because Jackie relished being subservient to Miss Lucy and very happy that the teenager was making all of the decisions for her, and imposing pain-filled disciplinary measures for even the slightest failure to do as she was told. 

More recently, Jackie would ask Miss Lucy in the morning if she needed anything done, and would happily run whatever errand Miss Lucy needed her to run, and, again, simply take whatever punishment Miss Lucy degreed for anything other than full and immediate compliance. After all, the only thing Jackie had to do was obey Miss Lucy’s every instruction, without any thought or decision making of her own which was what she wanted as decision making was what caused her stress. 

So, what was a paramount part of their relationship was that if Jackie failed to do something she had been told to do, or missed out on any of the services that she was expected to carry out for Miss Lucy, then being told off was not an option, and the punishment would be a long and hard bare bottom spanking and several strokes of the cane, not to mention several dozen spanks with a wooden-backed hairbrush.

A further change that happened much to Lucy’s delight about three weeks ago was that when she got home from college, she found that Jackie seemed eager to speak to her. Of course, it was accepted that Jackie couldn’t start the conversation because of her subservient position, but as soon as Lucy walked into the hallway Jackie stood there with her hands clasped in front of her and looking at the floor so there was no eye contact, and waited for Miss Lucy to ask her to speak.

Lucy knew that Jackie saw the need to act like a maid-in-service and only speak when spoken to, and enjoyed making her wait on occasion. However, Lucy thought that Jackie was particularly eager today and so asked, “Have you something to ask me, Jackie?”

Jackie was indeed eager and replied, “Yes, Miss Lucy, I have. I think that it is wrong that you should be in bedroom number three and I am in the main bedroom with the ensuite bathroom. I have thought for a while that I would be far happier in the box bedroom, and so I have spent the day moving all of your things from bedroom number three into the main bedroom, and I have moved all of my things into the box bedroom. I hope you will be happy with that, Miss Lucy.”

Lucy was bewildered because she was quite happy in bedroom number three, but as Jackie seemed so eager to please she decided she had better go upstairs and check things out. So, she ordered, “Okay then, Jackie, follow me upstairs and I will check what you have done.”

Jackie knew that it was an order that didn’t require an answer from her, and she obediently followed Miss Lucy up the stairs and into the main bedroom. She watched as Miss Lucy opened three of the four cupboards and seemed happy enough that it was her clothes in them, and then she went into the bathroom and saw that it was her things that had been transferred from the family bathroom.

As Lucy looked again around the bedroom, she knew that she was going to be very happy with the change. The bedroom was spacious, and she had an ensuite bathroom now. At least, she was happy until she opened the last cupboard and saw that one of her dresses had slipped off the hanger and was on the floor.

Jackie saw it at the same time and was so apologetic as she rushed to pick up the dress and put it back on the hanger. She turned to Miss Lucy and said, “I’m really sorry, Miss Lucy. It really isn’t good enough, is it?”

Lucy realised it had been four days since she had last spanked and caned Jackie and couldn’t remember the last time there had been that large a gap, and even wondered whether Jackie had let the dress fall on purpose in order to earn another punishment. She thought quickly and decided it didn’t matter because, either way, it was one of her favourite dresses and she would have expected Jackie to be particularly careful about that. She therefore said, “You are certainly correct, Jackie, that it is not good enough. I think we will need to go into the punishment room to deal with you.”

Jackie was submissively looking at the floor in her subservient manner, and grimaced, but didn’t argue. Once again, she knew it was not her place to agree but just to follow instructions and so turned and walked out of the bedroom. However, before they got to the punishment room the front doorbell rang and Lucy ordered, “Go and answer the door, Jackie.”

Lucy stayed upstairs as Jackie went downstairs and opened the front door. Jackie was clearly surprised as she said, “Hello, Cathy, I forgot that you were coming over. Sorry.”

Lucy heard Cathy reply, “We do need to make decisions for the committee meeting the day after tomorrow, Jackie. Can we still do that now, please?”

Lucy realised who Cathy was. Jackie was still chairperson of a committee but it was clear that she didn’t want to be because of the need to make decisions all of the time. Jackie didn’t like making decisions but couldn’t bring herself to tell the others on the committee. Lucy, however, decided that maybe she could help. So, she went downstairs and up to the front door and, looking at Cathy said, “Hello, Cathy, I’m Lucy.“ She held out her hand and as Cathy took hold of it and they shook hands Lucy reckoned that Cathy was in her early forty’s like Jackie.

Lucy then explained, “Jackie will have time to make the decisions with you, but I have to deal with her first. So, if you’d like to come in, I will deal with her, then leave you to discuss things with her. Is that okay?”

Lucy heard Jackie gasp at the discussion but didn’t say anything, but was certainly worried when Cathy replied, “I am very pleased to meet you, Lucy, as Jackie has spoken about you very fondly. Yes, that is fine. I have some spare time so I can wait here whilst you, erm, deal with Jackie.” After a few moments of thought, Cathy then asked, “Lucy, what do you mean by, ‘deal,’ with Jackie?”

Once the front door was closed Lucy turned to Cathy and explained, “She did a less than perfect job moving my clothes into the main bedroom and so I need to give her a bare bottom spanking and the cane.” Lucy kept a straight face although saw that Cathy was certainly struggling with the comment.

Cathy looked from Lucy to Jackie and then back to Lucy again and said in a surprised tone, “You are joking?”

Lucy kept a stern look on her face as she replied, “Certainly not, Cathy. I will be taking Jackie up to the punishment room and deal with her there. There is room for you to come and watch, and, in fact, I insist you do so that you can see how well Jackie takes her punishment.”

Cathy certainly looked bemused and was actually almost speechless. What she did do, was say in an even more surprised tone, “You are going to give Jackie a spanking and then the cane?” 

Lucy replied in a matter-of-fact tone, “Yes, and I’ll be using a hairbrush as well.”

Cathy swallowed hard as she glanced at Jackie and then looked back at Lucy and, now believing it was going to happen, asked, “How often do you discipline Jackie?” It was said in a tone of voice that really was inquisitive and not one of surprise anymore, and it seemed to Lucy that Cathy was actually really interested in the answer.

Lucy replied, “Generally, two or three times a week now. It was more, but she has improved over recent months.”

Cathy murmured in a shocked tone, “Months?”

What surprised Lucy was that, as Cathy was having the discussion, she, presumably subconsciously, started to rub her own bottom, as though she was thinking about what it must be like to be spanked, and maybe even caned, herself. Lucy decided to emphasise her position of authority over Jackie and, still looking at Cathy, added, “Jackie always addresses me as Miss Lucy.”

Once again, Cathy murmured, “Miss Lucy?”

Cathy shook her head possibly to clear her thoughts and then looked at Jackie and asked in quite a hard disbelieving tone, “Is this young lady serious, Jackie? She’s obviously young enough to be your daughter, so it would make more sense if she was the one spanked by you. I didn’t have you down for someone who would be submissive, either.”

Jackie’s mind was in turmoil although she had to admit that she saw this as a way out of chairing the committee as surely they wanted a real alpha woman to head up the committee, and so she replied, “Miss Lucy is correct, Cathy. I do need to be spanked and caned by her, and as she has asked you to watch, I think you should so you can see just how well she deals with my shortcomings.”

Cathy was surprised at Jackie‘s response, but was also bewildered at her own feelings about what was being said. She actually thought it would be very interesting, and probably fun, to watch Jackie being spanked and caned by Miss Lucy. She then caught her breath as she realised that she had literally thought about the teenager as Miss Lucy and not just as Lucy. Did that mean she was being respectful of the teenager, or did it mean that she concerned that she might be spanked herself? 

Memories then flashed through Cathy’s mind of when she was at sixth form college and she thought she had got a double detention from Miss Lampard which would have meant a visit to the Headmistress and four strokes of the cane. She had gone to college on the day of the detention thinking it was going to happen, but, in the event, neither detention had been given but that started her thinking what it might have been like to have been caned. She never lost those thoughts and all these years later still wanted to know. Hence, her thoughts made her want to watch Jackie being spanked and caned.

Cathy realised that Miss Lucy was glaring at her and she quickly replied, “Yes, Miss Lucy, please can I watch.” Cathy immediately realised that she had now spoken out loud with such respect that she would now have to address Lucy as Miss Lucy for the rest of her time there. Actually, she made up her mind that she didn’t mind doing that because Miss Lucy had an authoritative tone of voice similar to Miss Lampard’s and once again thought that if she was caned as well today that would satisfy her long-held desire to know what being caned was like. However, that was so unlikely, she thought.

Lucy kept the stern look on her face but couldn’t help but smile to herself at the thought that maybe Cathy, who was deputy chairperson of the committee, may even be as submissive as Jackie. That would be quite something, she told herself, but her priority was to give effect to Jackie’s wish to leave the committee and hoped that this was going to be that opportunity.

Lucy turned and glared at Jackie and ordered, “Okay, Jackie, go up to the punishment room and put a cane on the bed and your hairbrush on the dressing table. Then get undressed and go to your naughty spot and press your nose against the wall and put your hands on your head. We will be up soon.”

Once again, Jackie knew it wasn’t her place to argue or even agree, other than by her actions, and so she turned and immediately went up the stairs and into the punishment room.

Downstairs, Lucy turned her attention to Cathy and asked, “Have you ever been caned, Cathy?” Lucy knew the question was purposely direct and kept a stern look on her face but was not expecting a reply. 

Cathy was actually quite taken by the question and for some reason found that she couldn’t reply in her normal assured way. In fact, she really couldn’t understand why, but she felt like she wanted to explain her college experience to Lucy even though she hadn’t ever explained it to anyone else, which was her quandary.

However, taking a deep breath, Cathy did reply almost wistfully, “No, Miss Lucy, I was never caned but came close once and thought I was going to be. I had spent three days worrying about being put in double detention which would have earned me four strokes of the cane. However, the teacher didn’t put me down for either so I wasn’t caned, although I have wondered since what it might have been like.” Cathy suddenly realised that this was taking her down a road that would be far too embarrassing to take, and so suddenly corrected her attitude and said more firmly, “However, Lucy, that is not something I want to experience anymore.”

Lucy could see that she had stirred something up in Cathy’s mind but decided not to press her about it, except to say, meaning it as a joke, but sounding serious, “Can I remind you, Cathy, that in this house I am addressed as Miss Lucy.”

Lucy didn’t get the reaction she expected because Cathy immediately responded, “I’m sorry, Miss Lucy.”

Lucy kept a stern look on her face, however, as she replied, “Apology accepted, Cathy. Just to be clear, my decisions are final in this household, so please make sure you defer to me whilst you are here. Is that understood?”

Again, Lucy was expecting a sharp retort but instead, Cathy replied, “Yes, of course, Miss Lucy. Again, I apologise.”

Lucy was sure that Cathy was thinking about being submissive herself, but she decided she had pressed Cathy enough for the time being and said, “Now that that is sorted out, Cathy, let’s go upstairs to the punishment room so I can deal with Jackie.”

Cathy nodded her head in acknowledgement but was clearly waiting for Lucy to go first. Lucy saw Cathy‘s submissive demeanor but still didn’t take that any further and instead turned and walked up the stairs, hearing Cathy follow behind her. She went first into the punishment room, going to the middle of the room and turning so she could see Cathy enter the room. Still keeping the stern look on her face she couldn’t help but think how funny it was that Cathy looked horrified as she surveyed what was in the room, particularly looking at Jackie who was now totally naked on her naughty spot with her hands on her head and her nose pressed against the wall. She then saw the cane on the bed and the three pillows piled up in the middle and clearly knew exactly what was going to happen on the bed.

Lucy looked at Cathy and nodded towards the bed and said, “Please, do sit on the bed whilst I give Jackie a spanking.”

Cathy nodded her head as she went and sat on the edge of the bed, still looking towards Jackie.

Lucy then ordered, “Lower your arms, Jackie.”

Jackie immediately did as she was told and Lucy clasped hold of her upper arm and led her towards the high-backed chair. Once there she sat on the chair and guided Jackie down across her lap, letting go of her arm to allow her to then catch her fall with her hands on the floor.

Lucy looked across at Cathy and saw her licking her lips, no doubt in anticipation of watching Jackie being spanked. Lucy was more and more sure that Cathy was longing to be spanked herself, given how she was focusing on Jackie rather than herself because if Cathy had more dominant feelings she would be smiling more and making comments about how hard the spanking should be, instead of being silent and just looking at Jackie. However, Lucy again decided not to say anything.

Lucy focused on Jackie’s bottom and proceeded to spank her on alternate bottom cheeks as she always did, and, as each cheek flattened in turn she did glance up towards Cathy who was sitting there as though she was in shock, but staring fixedly at Jackie’s bottom. Lucy had to admit that she was enjoying this spanking more than usual because she had another adult woman, Jackie’s age, literally doing everything she was told as she gave the spanking, and that was really cool, she told herself.

Jackie was struggling with the spanking by the time Lucy started to spank the same bottom cheek time and again and then the other bottom cheek time and again. She did manage to look sideways at Cathy and saw that she was more focused on her bottom rather than her face, and although she always came across in meetings as a very decisive alpha female she wondered whether she was, in fact, as submissive as she was herself. The ability to think that through didn’t last very long, though, because the spanking made her bottom sting so much, as it always did, and she had to focus on staying across Lucy‘s lap even though she was already squirming around as she tried to cope with the pain.

Once Lucy was happy she had turned Jackie’s bottom its normal pretty red colour, she then spanked the backs of her legs. This was something that she had only done over the last few weeks but realised that Jackie squirmed around on her lap, even more, when the backs of her legs were being spanked than she did when her bottom was being spanked and so she now made it a regular part of the spanking.

Lucy did look at Cathy from time to time but she never once caught her eye because Cathy was still looking solidly at Jackie’s bottom. So, to change things once again, she stopped spanking with her hand, picked up the hairbrush that was on the dressing table, tapped the brush on each bottom cheek, raised the hairbrush, and then brought it down with a loud thwack, and as the hairbrush landed Lucy looked up and saw Cathy wince and grimace indicating clearly how she thought that the spank really hurt Jackie. 

Lucy kept on spanking Jackie with the hairbrush, as usual on alternate bottom cheeks, but reckoned she was spanking even harder than normal because instead of a slightly bruised bottom Jackie’s bottom was pretty much bruised blue all over. In fact, it was more bruised blue than spanked red but as Jackie was remaining obediently across her lap, albeit crying uncontrollably, she knew she could continue to discipline her just as hard.

As the spanking continued, Cathy was more and more aghast at how Jackie just lay across Miss Lucy‘s lap and took every spank. This certainly wasn’t the woman she knew sitting at committee meetings and chairing them. Then, she started to think that in fact Jackie never made any decisions herself but only followed the majority view. However, the more she thought about it, the more Cathy realised that she and Jackie were very similar because she didn’t like to make decisions either and was always stressed when she was asked to.

Cathy was still looking aghast at Jackie’s blue bruised bottom as she heard the instruction, “Okay, Jackie, get up and let’s get you over to the bed.” She then looked towards Cathy and said in an authoritative told, “Cathy, stand at the end of the bed for a good view of me caning Jackie.”

Cathy watched as Jackie managed to slide off Miss Lucy’s lap and then saw how Miss Lucy clasped hold of Jackie’s upper arm again and led her across the room to the bed and guided her downwards across the three pillows laid one on top of the other. Cathy had already got up and was standing by the wall at the far end of the bed as instructed as Jackie lay down so that she would see her face throughout the caning. As she looked at Jackie’s face all her own submissive feelings were flowing and she remained wide-eyed as she then saw Miss Lucy pick up the cane and swish it a couple of times and that immediately reminded her of her own thoughts about what it might be like to be caned. Then, next moment, when Miss Lucy brought the cane down on Jackie’s bottom with a loud thwack Cathy saw the pain etched across Jackie’s face showing how much it hurt, and then as the second stroke landed, she was still thinking that even with that pain it would be so good to understand what it was like to be caned herself.

Lucy didn’t even glance at Cathy because by now she was sure that Cathy was submissive in the same way as Jackie was and unless Cathy asked to be spanked and caned, or either, she knew she wasn’t going to raise the subject herself because she wanted to prioritise controlling and punishing Jackie rather than dealing with Cathy as well. So, she happily landed stroke after stroke with the cane, painting her usual parallel lines of raised red welts, and listened to Jackie’s increasingly loud yelps, as she watched her keep hold of the end of the bed with her whitening knuckles, her head shaking fiercely, hissing in and out through clenched teeth, with her eyes tightly closed, but all the time accepting the punishment she knew that she had earned, so Lucy knew this was the right thing to do and to focus on Jackie.

Cathy watched as stroke after stroke landed, looking first at Jackie’s pain-filled face and then at her raised welted blue bruised red spanked bottom and legs and still couldn’t get over how Jackie was taking so much pain. However, she was, and seemed to relish it, but realised that she didn’t actually have to do anything or make any decisions because she was doing exactly what she was told to by Miss Lucy and it was the oh so authoritative Miss Lucy who was deciding by herself, with her sole decision being final, just what punishment she was going to give the submissive Jackie.

As the caning continued Cathy found herself silently counting out, four, five, six, so she immediately thought of six of the best, except then she counted out seven, eight, nine, and all the time was judging from the increasingly pained look on Jackie’s face that it really was hurting, but that it was still something that she had wanted to experience herself for so many years. Even as she silently counted out ten, eleven, twelve, those thoughts continued, and she thought how lucky Jackie was to have Miss Lucy there to control and discipline her.

Cathy was also aware once the swishing and thwacking and yelping sounds stopped, what she could hear was Jackie crying, uncontrollably, but still staying in position with her bottom raised across the three piled-up pillows, clearly waiting to be given an instruction by Miss Lucy to get up. In fact, Cathy found herself thinking that she mustn’t speak until Miss Lucy said she could, and her own thoughts were ones of needing to obey her every instruction, just as Jackie was doing.

After a short while, Jackie had changed to sobbing rather than crying, and Lucy ordered, “Okay, Jackie, you can get up now. However, go back and stand on your naughty spot with your hands on your head and your nose pressed against the wall as I need to have a discussion with Cathy.”

As Cathy watched Jackie do exactly as she was told and was once again pressing her nose against the wall, but being so obedient, she was suddenly tense as she realised that Miss Lucy was going to speak to her. What could it be about, she wondered? Maybe she would be told she needs a spanking and caning, and would it just be six strokes or twelve, she started to wonder, thinking about the pain of being caned?

Lucy went and stood in front of Cathy ready to give her the message she had thought about when inviting Cathy to watch her spank and cane Jackie, and to her surprise Cathy stood up in a way that showed that she was being respectful to her, because that is what the college girls did when approached by a teacher. Once again it seemed so strange to Lucy that a woman in her forty’s was being so respectful to a teenager, but Lucy was now used to all of that from Jackie. So, easily ignoring the fact that Cathy stood up, Lucy explained, “Jackie has asked me to tell you that she wants you to advise the committee that she has offered her resignation to you, and that you have accepted it on their behalf. Is that understood, Cathy?”

Cathy realised that, although it sounded like a question, Miss Lucy was authoritative and commanding and it really was an instruction and, understanding why Jackie never wanted to disobey Miss Lucy, Cathy found herself replying, “Yes, Miss Lucy, her resignation has been accepted.”

Lucy replied, “Thank you, Cathy. Therefore, it won’t be necessary for you to stay to have a further discussion with Jackie and she will leave telling the committee to you. Is that understood, Cathy?”

Cathy felt that she was being scolded by a teacher, and agreed by saying, “Yes, Miss Lucy, that is also understood.”

Lucy knew that she hadn’t had that discussion with Jackie specifically, but also that Jackie did want to resign because she was always very stressed when she came back from committee meetings and had told her that was because she was expected to make those decisions.

Lucy gave a stern-looking smile to Cathy and said, “Thank you, Cathy, you may go now.”

Cathy thought that sounded like she had just been dismissed by a teacher who had finished scolding her. However, what really surprised her was that Miss Lucy’s authoritative voice and demeanor was sending quivers flying around her vagina and she really wanted to finger herself, but obviously couldn’t just them. However, having replied, “Thank you, Miss Lucy,” she then walked out of the punishment room and went back down the stairs. When she got to the front door, she was on the verge of going back upstairs and asking Miss Lucy to spank and cane her, but didn’t have the courage given that Miss Lucy had dismissed her with such finality. So, she opened the front door, walked outside and closed the door behind her, and walked towards her car, feeling really disappointed with her lack of courage.

Worse, Cathy thought, was that having wished to be caned for so many years and having missed what she saw today was a golden opportunity, just when would such an opportunity arrive again? Maybe never, she told herself, and that made her feel really upset with her herself and she felt tears welling up in her eyes.

Lucy had decided to leave Jackie on her naughty spot for a while, and so went to her bedroom to watch Cathy leave. She saw Cathy get into the car and then wasn’t surprised at all when she saw her, once seated, quickly yank her dress up and ease her hand under her dress and inside her knickers and was running her fingers up and down what Lucy knew would be her very wet pussy lips. She couldn’t hear, but knew that Cathy very quickly had given herself quite some orgasm, which, of course, confirmed to Lucy she really did want to be spanked and caned. However, the decision had been made and she was only going to focus on Jackie’s discipline.

Lucy was still watching us Cathy straightened out her dress, started the car, reversed out of the drive, and drove away. She then walked out of her bedroom and back into the punishment room and went and stood behind Jackie, placing her hand on her very warm bottom which had the most gorgeous thick raised welts across both cheeks. She leaned in so that her lips were almost touching Jackie’s ear and she said, “I take it you heard that your resignation has been accepted.” After a few moments, Lucy added, “You may speak.”

Jackie kept her nose pressed against the wall and her hands firmly on her head and, staring at the blank wall just an inch from her eyes, she said a heartfelt, “Thank you so much, Miss Lucy. I am so thankful that you have done this for me and I promise I will give you the best service you have ever had from now on.”

Lucy knew exactly what service she wanted and went and sat on the bed, easing her dress up above her waist and pushing her knickers down to her ankles and sliding them off her feet and putting the knickers on the bed. She then looked up at Jackie and ordered, “Come and kneel between my legs, Jackie, and give me the service that I do want.”

Jackie heard the instruction and lowered her arms and turned away from the wall and saw Miss Lucy sitting on the bed with her legs wide apart. She was really excited as she went and stood in front of Miss Lucy, and then knelt down, and started to kiss Miss Lucy’s delightfully sexy thighs, working her way up closer to her stretched pussy lips, licking and kissing them, easing her tongue inside, and, with her hand flicking her taut clit. She listened to Miss Lucy’s louder and louder erotic gasps and then one long huge gasp which told her that she had cum, but kept gently licking and kissing Miss Lucy’s wet pussy lips until she felt that she had calmed down and then went back onto her knees and looked up at Miss Lucy, hoping that she had been satisfied.

Lucy looked down at Jackie and said in a loving tone, “Thank you, Jackie, that was wonderful and I think cements our relationship. Of course, I am still in charge so nothing has changed so far as the service you must give me, but this is now an additional service you will give me every time I spank or cane you. Of course, when you have carried out your work to perfection and I have not had to spank you on a particular day, then you can come and join me in my bed, and we can make love together all night long. Would you like that, Jackie?”

Jackie replied with a broad smile, “Like nothing else in the world, Miss Lucy.”

So, just as Lucy had thought, they could have a chummy mummy relationship albeit with her in charge even though she was a teenager and Jackie was forty-one years old. What was clear, was that age really didn’t matter, and she was looking forward to perhaps a lifelong relationship, just as she reckoned that Jackie would be looking forward to a life in service that she clearly relished.