Saturday arrived all too quickly for Stella although equally, she hated the wait. She had played over in her mind so many times how Miss Dawkins had disciplined her and she knew some of the cane welts were still showing although the stinging had gone. That wasn’t her main concern, though, as Megan lived with her and was her ex-partner's daughter, and yet it was Megan who was supposed to now discipline her for masturbating during her first punishment.
Not sure how the morning would pan out, though, Stella prepared herself for a spanking by wearing a vest top and a short skirt with bare legs, knowing the skirt could easily be pulled up above her waist.
Megan arrived at ten o’clock and was very cheerful as she dropped her bag in the hallway and went with Stella into the living area, and both of them glanced at the dining table and saw the two canes as she and Stella went and sat on the sofa.
Stella thought Megan looked so lovely, and sexy even, for a youngster of course, in her red tight vest top and white very tight micro cloth shorts.
Stella thought it best to talk about something other than discipline and asked, “How’s Uni?”
Megan could tell that Stella was unhappy about being disciplined by her and, to be fair, she had no intention of doing so but just wanted to mess with her mind a bit. So, she just thought she would have a bit of fun at Stella’s expense and got straight to the point and ignored the question. “More important, we need to deal with you, don’t we.” It was said as a statement rather a question.
Stella was still feeling uncomfortable. “But you are so much like a daughter to me, Megan, and surely a daughter shouldn’t spank her own mum?”
Megan pressed back. “But dad doesn’t live here with you anymore so aren’t I more like a lodger, Stella?” She forced herself to keep a straight face but was enjoying the discussion and the pressure she was putting Stella under. Gone too were the days when she called Stella her mum. Once her dad had left she quickly called Stella by her name, and Stella never minded that.
Stella knew the situation was unusual. When Megan and her dad moved in, Stella and Megan's dad were having an affair and it looked like they would get married. However, after a couple of bad rows, he went off on a business trip and only came back once to get his things. Megan was asked to go with him and he’d assumed she would, but she had started Uni and didn’t want the added disruption, and as Stella liked her and Megan didn’t like her dad’s new girlfriend, she stayed. So, in fact, Stella saw the sense of seeing Megan as a lodger.
More than that, Stella did like Megan more like a friend than a daughter and enjoyed going to the shops together and helping each other buy clothes and the like.
Megan had similar feelings for Stella and she too saw her more like a friend and was relaxed about the age difference. She even found it funny when shop staff assumed they were mum and daughter and they both laughed about that.
Megan pressed Stella further to get a daughter-like revenge as it was Stella who had insisted that Megan enroll in the Programme when starting Uni. Of course, Megan had only joked about Stella signing up when she started her evening class but after a couple of drinks, she agreed to do so and, by the end of the evening and a bottle of wine, had even unwittingly nominated Megan as her Responsible Adult.
So, Megan said with a straight face, “Well, rules are rules, and if you masturbated yourself to an orgasm during your spanking then you need a second session.”
Stella wasn’t sure how to argue against Megan although the thought struck her that maybe Megan was using this as a way of leaving the Programme herself. Stella, therefore, asked, “Look, Megan, what if we agreed you could opt out of the Programme and I did as well? Would that work for you?”
Megan hadn’t even thought of manoeuvring herself out of the Programme and was actually wondering rather more how come Stella masturbated during the spanking. Was she turned on by being spanked, she wondered, and Megan wanted to find that out about Stella’s sexual fantasies right then. Keeping a straight face Megan replied, “I don’t think so, Stella. Actually, as I understand it, if you don’t accept my punishment then you still get kicked out of your course.”
Megan wasn’t certain about that but then she doubted Stella had the rule book, and if she had, she would have looked it up already.
Stella pursed her lips at Megan’s rejection of her offer. However, as she kept on trying to avoid the punishment she also knew that she had fantasised quite often about Megan spanking her. She masturbated a lot when no man was in her life, which was most of the time, and she pictured herself across the laps of all sorts of women she saw in the street, on the bus or train, or in the shops. As she had seen Megan pretty much undressed so many times when shopping for clothes together she had become quite a regular fantasy of hers. Of course, being nearly half her own age always held her back in reality, but it wasn’t a problem in her fantasies. However, as Megan pressed her, Stella wondered whether she could stop her resistance and appear reluctant as she accepted the punishment and lived out the dream, and, as she thought those thoughts, she felt the same flutters flying around her vagina as when she thought about the dominant Miss Dawkins.
Megan pressed again. “I really do think we need to do this, Stella,” she said firmly.
Stella blushed and knew no matter what her feelings were for her that Megan wasn’t going to let it go and bit her lip in anticipation of conceding, before saying, “Okay, Megan, like you say, rules are rules and I broke one, even though I didn’t know it, but of course that is no defence.”
Megan saw Stella blush and bite her lip and it struck her that she had accepted her punishment. Megan had always reckoned that by agreeing to punish Stella she could come home, mess with her mind for a bit, and then say it was a joke and she would tell the Programme she had disciplined her. After all, she was so thankful that Stella had allowed her to stay with her after her dad went off with that awful woman. However, if Stella was going to accept the punishment then why not carry it through, Megan asked herself equally happily. After all, it would be a bit of fun still and she needn’t hit her very hard.
Stella acknowledged her consent by standing up and looking down at the still seated Megan and knew control had just been handed over to her.
Megan watched Stella stand up and, initially worried that she would storm out of the room, she then realised that she stood still looking obediently and even submissively at her. It was going to happen, she told herself, and she was going to spank the woman she saw as a best-girlfriend. How did she feel about that? she asked herself. Quite looking forward to it, although she hoped she would be able to give Stella a maternal hug afterwards and wipe away her tears and then, maybe, just maybe, they would make out in a way she had fantasised for a while. Making love to an older woman was on her bucket list and Stella was the older woman she most desired.
Megan decided she would punish Stella and stood up and, glancing at the canes on the dining table, ordered, “Let’s go there,” nodding towards the table.
Stella winced as she too glanced at the canes but obediently followed Megan, who turned a chair in to the room and sat down. Stella looked at Megan’s bare thighs and again the flutters flew as she pictured her bare tummy on those bare thighs.
Megan ordered, “Take your knickers off and raise your skirt.”
Stella was about to suggest she take the skirt off but decided it was best to follow instructions as she had passed control to Megan. So, she pulled her skirt up to well above her waist and then edged her thumbs inside the elastic of her knickers and pushed them down to the floor, stepped out of them, scooped to pick them up, and then put them on the table near the canes.
Megan pointed to her thigh and ordered, “Get across my lap.”
Stella sniffed and took a deep breath before stepping next to Megan and eased herself down across her lap. As the floor came up to meet her face it wasn’t a new position for Stella, who enjoyed the feeling of submission as she had bent across so many women’s laps over the years. However, Megan's lap somehow felt different because maybe it was the first time she had true feelings for the woman over whose lap she was lying. She had met most of the other women at S&M events and, although she regularly had an orgasm which she induced herself, and there was quite often tongue or finger sex afterwards, it was never with the feelings she knew she had for Megan. Mind you, she told herself that her mum daughter feelings were changing rapidly as she looked at the upside-down backs of Megan’s legs and felt her hand rubbing her bottom.
Megan still couldn’t quite get over how Stella was lying across her lap with her bottom beautifully perched to be spanked by her. What had started as a fantasy used for masturbation was now a reality. It really was happening and she was rubbing Stella’s bare bottom cheeks with the faint cane welts from when she was punished a couple of days earlier and knew that she would be spanking her and would also, if Stella allowed her to, cane her.
Megan saw that Stella stayed across her lap as she rubbed her bottom and in one last fleeting moment of concern she looked at the back of Stella’s head and asked as sternly as she could, “Ready, Stella?”
Stella swallowed hard and kept looking at the floor as she replied submissively, “Yes, Megan.”
Megan fought back a smile although of course, Stella could not have seen it as she looked at the floor, and raised her hand and brought her flat palm down reasonably firmly on Stella’s far bottom cheek. As she watched the bottom cheek swirl and a slight red tinge develop she raised her hand again and brought her palm down on Stella’s near bottom cheek. It was after the second spank she registered the quiet gasp Stella made.
Stella knew the spanks weren’t all that hard but thought if she let out a gasp it would show Megan that she was definitely in charge, and as she was across Megan’s lap, she quickly moved to her submissive personality and was ready to enjoy the spanking. After all, she was already getting aroused as her bottom was rubbed, and the first couple of spanks were always delightful and got her into the mood for the increasing pain that would develop.
Megan had only one experience of being spanked several years before. However, she knew she had feelings towards discipline as a sexual thing when she watched a couple of mainstream movies that involved spanking and felt it was wrong how it was the woman who tended to be the submissive. She initially pictured herself spanking a man but soon realised her own sexual orientation towards women and that soon changed to her spanking a naked woman. She never did experience anything like that, until today, but had often masturbated fantasising about it.
So, today, with Stella across her lap, she was living out the fantasy. As she continued to land spank after spank on alternate bottom cheeks, which she saw were turning deeper and deeper shades of red, she realised she did miss a trick and should have ordered Stella to undress, but there was time and she was still a bit nervous that Stella might object if it turned sexual at all.
Stella felt the stinging intensify and was getting more and more aroused. She kept telling herself, though, that she mustn’t tense her thighs and masturbate as that would be far too embarrassing given that Megan was living in her house some weekends and most holidays and she saw her so often. It didn’t even matter that she had feelings for Megan as she was sure that they wouldn’t be returned given their age difference. So, she just accepted that this would be a once-only spanking and she may as well enjoy it but leave any orgasms to when she was alone on her bedroom.
Megan kept the spanks landing on alternate bottom cheeks until both were nicely red and then landed spank after spank on the same bottom cheek, enjoying how Stella was letting out louder and louder gasps and was squirming around on her lap. She had quickly gone onto a couple of spanking websites since the exchange of messages with Miss Dawkins to prepare herself in case the unexpected actually happened and she got to spank Stella, and certainly that research helped her today.
Stella was a little surprised at how hard Megan was spanking her and also how she didn’t stop at all but just kept on landing harder and harder spanks. Was she used to spanking anyone? she even wondered, but put it down to youthful enthusiasm.
Megan was really enjoying herself now. Any concerns about Stella hating her for spanking her soon disappeared because there were no signs of resistance as she stayed across her lap and only showed signs of struggling with the spanks rather than objecting to the spanking itself.
Megan chose to rest after spanking Stella for about ten fabulous minutes and as she rubbed her bottom she thought she felt her thighs tense and wondered if Stella was trying to masturbate. It was only a couple of times and she thought maybe she was mistaken so just to check she rubbed the backs of Stella’s thighs and then edged her hand between her legs and rubbed her inner thigh. She wasn’t so surprised to see Stella part her legs as that could mean anything, but as Megan rubbed her inner thighs a few more times she ran her fingers along her pussy lips and was surprised to find them so damp and even more surprised to hear Stella give what was clearly an erotic gasp at having been stroked in such a private place.
Stella was relaxing as Megan rubbed her bottom and then her legs and then her inner thigh and parted her legs to maybe entice Megan to keep on stroking her thighs, which she found so erotic. She didn’t, though, expect Megan to run her fingers along her pussy lips and the surprise caught her out as she gasped erotically. However, she only gasped the once and held her breath and kept herself from letting out any more erotic gasps for fear it would scare Megan too much.
Megan was pretty sure that Stella was aroused by the spanking and hoped that she was, as she would love to spank her again as she was enjoying her position of power and knew as wet as Stella’s pussy lips were that her own were equally wet. So, she set about testing Stella by spanking her again to see it she tensed her thighs again. She didn’t though, although she did remain across her lap still as the spanks continued without another break.
Stella reckoned she had got away with her erotic gasp as Megan again spanked her time and again. The pain was increasingly painful and enjoyable at the same time and although she told herself that she would happily go across Megan’s lap again, she mustn’t be the one to suggest it and very much doubted that Megan would.