The public caning that sixty-year-old Lucy Hogarth had been a twofold success in her view because it raised funds for the local Women's Institute and it brought Lucy sexual pleasure. It had also caused sexual excitement for some other ladies present, one of whom was Mary Littleton.
 

Prior to the evening Mary, who was some three years younger than Lucy, had never had any serious sexual thoughts regarding the application of corporal punishment but she had found the occasion hugely erotic, so much so that she soaked her underwear with cum.

Mary had detected that Lucy had orgasmed whilst being beaten and she had told Lucy that if she felt the need for a private caning Mary would be more than happy to assist her. In fact, Mary was very much hoping, and expecting, to hear from the woman who she had not particularly liked but for whom she now had a sort of admiration.

More than a month had now elapsed since the WI meeting that involved the caning and Lucy Hogarth was now looked on in a different light by most of the members, she had also consciously tried to keep a check on her 'bossiness,' so the atmosphere was now far less strained.

Mary's best friend, Elizabeth Reynolds, was not aware of the sexual reaction experienced by either Lucy or Mary and was also not aware of the words that were spoken and looks that were exchanged between the other two women after the caning. She did notice a marked difference in Mary's attitude towards Lucy, however.

"So how is your new best friend this evening?" asked Elizabeth, a bit cattily, after Mary had been chatting with Lucy at the end of a meeting.

"She is not my best friend but maybe she is not as awful as we always thought," replied Mary who was still hoping for Lucy to want to meet for the application of the cane.

"Just because she got her big backside whacked does not make her a better person in my opinion," replied Elizabeth, who then turned on her heels and left the hall.

"Is Elizabeth upset about something?" asked Lucy who was again at Mary's side in the now almost empty hall.

"No, not really she just seems annoyed that I talk to you," said Mary who, at that moment, had a thought that she had never had before, Lucy Hogarth was actually reasonably attractive.

Mary Littleton was married and had not had sexual thoughts about another female since she had a schoolgirl crush on one of her teachers when she was seventeen but, for that moment at least, she was having such thoughts about Lucy.

"Actually I did want to ask you something, Mary," said Lucy.

"What did you want to ask me Lucy?" said Mary hoping against hope that it was to do with the cane.

"Well, it is rather embarrassing but you remember the evening that I, um, did some fundraising?" said Lucy, looking a bit nervous.

"When you got caned you mean?" responded Mary who felt a sexual surge with the memory and the word 'caned'.

"Yes, um, did I understand you to mean that if I ever, um, wanted, um..." started Lucy.

"Lucy, are you asking me to cane you?" asked Mary who felt her whole body almost electrified.

"Yes, but I am not sure if I understood you correctly," replied Lucy.

"Yes, yes you did and yes I will," said Mary who had to resist the urge to hug and kiss Lucy.

"I am so pleased that I did not misunderstand, I was caned at school you see and that night last month, well..." Lucy started to explain.

"I know Lucy, I could see what the caning did to you, it excited me too," confided Mary.

"I did think that it seemed to have aroused you," confirmed Lucy.

Lucy was married, in name only really, to Henry but the next night he would be at a Council meeting so it was arranged that Mary would go to Lucy's house shortly after Henry was due to leave and she would administer a caning. Anything that might follow the caning was not discussed but both women were aware of how highly sexually charged their get together might be.

During the day Elizabeth phoned Mary and asked her if she wanted to go to the local pub that evening and she was rather put out when Mary declined although she, of course, did not say why she was declining.

Henry's car was not at the Hogarth house when Mary arrived and she was greeted at the door by Lucy who was quite heavily made up, Mary did not recall seeing her made up like that before but maybe she had never scrutinised her that closely before.

Lucy seemed slightly nervous or more likely excited, and Mary was much the same.

"Good to see you, Mary," said Lucy.

"Good to see you too, Lucy," replied the visitor.

The two women were very close together and both wanted to embrace and maybe kiss the other but neither moved because they were both unsure as to what the other was thinking.

"Henry will be out for at least two hours but I would like to get on with it if you don't mind," said Lucy.

"Yes, yes that is fine," replied Mary who then found herself looking at the female bottom, currently in a tight skirt, that she would soon be caning.

"In here," said Lucy leading Mary into what was sort of a mini library and then Lucy reached behind a bookcase and produced the cane.

"I do not usually leave it there but put it there earlier," Lucy explained as she handed the cane to Mary.

Mary could feel her knickers dampening as she held the cane in her two hands, it was like a dream but Lucy was again speaking.

"Um, I was wanting you to cane me on the bare bottom if you don't mind,"  announced Lucy.

"No, yes that is fine," Mary almost spluttered as she thought of the added sexual implications.

"Good," said Lucy who promptly undid her skirt and had it drop to the floor before pulling down her knickers and stepping out of them. Lucy bent over a table with her large bare arse pointing towards the lady that was holding the cane.

"Um, how many?" Mary asked as she looked at the big buttocks and also the vagina that was visible just below them. Mary hoped that when she came, which she knew that she would, it did not affect her ability to deliver the cane strokes.

"Twelve please," said the bent-over woman.

Mary tapped the cane against the bared backside and then raised it and brought it down with all of her strength SWISH! THWACK!

Lucy shook her arse slightly and groaned as Mary watched a red line start to appear across the white mounds, this was an added turn-on that had not been possible in the village hall.

SWISH! THWACK! another slashing stroke, another groan, and another red line.

The caning went on and both women's sexual arousal increased as did the vocal reactions from Lucy to the caning. It was now halfway through the requested dozen and the red marks across Lucy's sixty-year-old bottom indicated the stinging that she must be feeling. She was feeling the stinging, she was also feeling the build-up of an orgasm.

SWISH! THWACK! "Oh, oh, umm, oh," wailed Lucy as her body tensed and her buttocks swayed.

Stroke eight that followed had her writhing and had her thighs rubbing together as she shook in orgasm and that caused Mary to flood her own knickers.

Both women were breathing heavily and there was a delay of about half a minute before Mary again felt the strength and willpower to raise the cane but stroke nine lacked the power of the previous ones.

Lucy was sobbing but almost begging for another stinging stroke and Mary managed to get back to full power with stroke ten and Lucy yelled loudly as her sex juices flowed.

The remaining two strokes were lashed across Lucy's rear and then both women were panting, Lucy still bent over the table and Mary still holding the cane and studying the criss-cross pattern that she had made on the older woman's buttocks.

Lucy slowly stood and turned to face Mary, Lucy's face was flushed and was tear-streaked but she mouthed, "Thank you," as she put her hands to her caned arse.

Now the women did what they had both wanted to do on Mary's arrival, the cane dropped to the floor as they embraced and lips met and then parted as they kissed long and deep. They briefly separated and looked quizzically at each other but both seemed to receive the same answer because they again kissed, this time even longer and even deeper.

"Would you like to go to my bedroom?" asked the just whipped Lucy.

"Yes please," answered the woman that had done the whipping.

Lucy, rather painfully, led the way up the stairs with the swaying of her cane-marked buttocks adding to Mary's excitement.

Although Lucy Hogarth was ostensibly heterosexual she had had occasional female lovers but certainly, none within the local community, Mary, on the other hand, had no experience of sapphic sex but at this moment that was exactly what she wanted.

When Lucy turned to face Mary once they had reached the bedroom Mary thought it best to make her hostess aware of her lack of experience with women.

"Lucy, I have never..." started Mary.

"It is okay, you just do what you feel like doing," advised Lucy as she undid Mary's blouse and then bra,

"You have lovely breasts, Mary," complimented Lucy as she caressed them and had Mary's knees buckle in pleasure.

"Thank you, Lucy," said Mary who then found herself undoing Lucy's blouse and then freeing her boobs.

The two women stood each fondling the other's hard nipples for a moment before Lucy undid Mary's skirt and then put her fingers to the very damp patch in Mary's knickers.

"You seem to have enjoyed caning me, I need to taste that," said Lucy who became aware of her very sore backside as she changed position by dropping to her knees and kissing the front of Mary's knickers. The knickers were then dragged down and Lucy had Mary in raptures as she kissed her thighs before licking her very wet vagina.

Mary stepped out of her knickers and allowed herself to be laid on the bed as Lucy licked her inner thighs before burrowing between her legs with her head. As Lucy licked and lapped at Mary's vagina the slightly younger woman writhed on the bed in sexual pleasure that she had not felt for years.

"Shit, fuck, oh fuck, fuck, fuck," screamed Mary as she orgasmed using words that she had never used even when driven to such sexual heights on the rare occasions that her husband had managed it.

Lucy, her face soaked in Mary's cum, withdrew and laughed, "You seemed to enjoy that Mary."

"Yes, oh yes, it was wonderful, what can I do for you," gushed the euphoric Mary.

"Well you could kiss my bottom better if you don't mind," suggested Lucy.

"Yes, anything darling," Mary heard herself saying before being faced with the large cane-marked buttocks of Lucy Hogarth.

Mary gently kissed the twin globes and very gently fingered the red lines as Lucy squirmed in sexual pleasure at her touches. Mary then got extremely daring as she inserted a finger in the crack between those buttocks that seemed to open and close as Lucy writhed.

"Oh yes, oh yes," Lucy uttered as Mary's finger slid up and down her arse crack telling Mary that she must be doing something right.

Mary's fingers then went between Lucy's legs and it did not take too much work with them inside Lucy's vagina to have Lucy groaning and then wailing in orgasm.

At that moment both women wished that they could spend the night together but they both knew that it was impossible so after a while, they got dressed, some of Lucy's clothing was still downstairs, and after more kissing Mary left to go home.

Lucy, now on her own, realised just how sore her backside was but she relished the feeling and was confident that it would be sore again one day, with the assistance of Mary Littleton. The cane was taken to a special place that Lucy had decided on in her bedroom, it would be brought out again in the future Lucy hoped.

Mary had had her first-ever lesbian experience but she was determined that it would not be her last and just maybe Elizabeth was right, Lucy Hogarth might just be her new best friend.