Emma didn't have the normal college girl crush as the sixteen-year-old didn't have a crush on her college teacher or the gym mistress or the headmistress, but, instead she had a crush on the Head-girl, eighteen-year-old Melissa.
Emma was slim with long dark brown hair she wore in a ponytail at college and looked pretty in her college uniform which was a gingham green and white checked short sleeved dress and with white ankle socks. Once sixteen-years-old and therefore a senior, she didn’t have to wear the uniform worn by the younger girls but she still loved to be seen in her gingham dress and felt so good in it.
Melissa was also slim with blonde hair that sat on her shoulders and as a senior wore a white short-sleeved blouse and a dark blue skirt. She was in to sports and had well-toned arms and legs.
Emma was looking down at a seated Melissa. They were at Melissa's house as she had agreed to help Emma with her project as she was struggling with it. The arrangement had been made just the day before.
Melissa had resisted to begin with. She knew Emma wasn't the best of students and had had to sit several prefect detentions which she held when she was the prefect in charge. She knew Emma had a short attention span and quickly fooled about even in class.
Emma, though, had such a strong crush on Melissa who she saw as almost an adult by comparison with herself, and treated her with more and more respect, and was one of the few people at the college she was scared to fool around with. She had once, and immediately got a prefects’ detention, whereas most of the teachers were far more lax and let the girls pretty much get away with anything. However, Emma loved the strict attitude Melissa always had and it intensified her crush on her and she often fantasied about Melissa disciplining her.
Emma pressed Melissa to help her knowing that she had a lot of knowledge about the subject matter of her project and Emma's form teacher, Miss Foster, helped by setting up a meeting between the two girls.
Melissa wasn't overly happy having to mentor the girl known as the class clown. However, what surprised Melissa was how seriously Emma listened to her during their first two-hour session together and didn't play up even once. Melissa asked Emma at the end of the session in a pointed tone, "How come you mess around so much in class but stayed focussed the whole time I was here?"
Emma knew she was quite immature at times but reckoned it was because she was never properly disciplined. She thought that if she had boundaries set and enforced then she would act her age much more. “I have difficulty concentrating, but I guess I’ve never suffered the consequences some colleges enforce.”
Melissa smiled. “You mean if I was your teacher you wouldn't mess around in class?"
Emma bit her lip as she thought what to say. She so wanted Melissa to be a strict teacher like figure or maybe more a strict maternal figure, but much more important was the crush she had on Melissa. "I think if I was around you more I wouldn't mess around at all and if I did then if you disciplined me I would soon learn to behave."
Melissa was quite taken with Emma's frankness. "You mean if I sat in your class or helped you with your homework you would be more serious and be subject to my discipline?" Melissa had always wanted to discipline a younger girl and smiled at the thought, as unlikely as it was, of disciplining Emma.
Emma thought a moment before replying, "Well maybe I would just behave better if I knew you would punish me if I messed around."
Melissa realised that was the second reference that Emma had made to discipline and both times Emma made it clear that she would be the one disciplining her. Suddenly Melissa thought this could go somewhere to satisfy her long held fantasy because as head-girl she had always thought that as well as holding detention she should be allowed to cane misbehaving girls who, say, got a double prefect’s detention. Well, if not cane, then definitely spank them or at least smack their legs. "So, you would accept my discipline if a helped you with your homework again?" Melissa asked seriously.
Emma licked her lips and swallowed before replying, "I would, just as I would if I were your girlfriend and you thought I should be disciplined."
Melissa nodded at the third reference to her disciplining Emma. Melissa thought for a moment as she had to admit that as much as she didn't like the way Emma messed about in class, she did find her attractive, and when she was being serious a quite lovely girl as well. So, maybe if they did go out together, and she had disciplinary control over Emma, it might work out. Even if it didn't work out she would get to discipline Emma and get her wish of disciplining at least one of the misbehaving girls at the college.
Melissa decided to set out her understanding for Emma. "So, if we went out and you misbehaved you would let me discipline you?" Melissa was careful not to mention the type of discipline just yet but really fancied using the cane and giving Emma six of the best sounded awesome.
Emma was happy enough to accept Melissa's disciplinary control over her and had fantasised about it since joining the college last term. Being her girlfriend and disciplined by her was a double dream of hers. "Sure thing, Melissa. In fact, you would decide and I wouldn't ever argue with you. Your decision would be final as far as I was concerned."
Melissa felt herself getting turned on by the conversation and decided that as it was established they would be girlfriends, asked, "What type of punishment do you think would be right then?"
Emma had thought about just that for ages and especially when in bed with her fingers stroking her pussy lips and flicking her taut clit or squeezing her taut nipples and bringing herself to an orgasm. So, feeling aroused, happily set out the discipline regime she had imagined. "The first punishment would be smacked legs. I reckon twelve smacks at least on each leg. If I persisted in misbehaving, then you would take my knickers down and give me a bare bottom spanking with your hand. If that didn't sort me out, then I would go back across your lap for another spanking with a hairbrush."
Melissa was definitely getting aroused by the harder and harder punishments. She rather liked the idea of smacking Emma's legs. Even now as it was summer Emma wore only ankle socks and otherwise had bare legs and she looked at them almost longing to smack them. Of course, a bare bottom spanking sounded even better and she knew that she would love to have Emma across her lap with her bare bottom ready for a spanking.
Melissa thought about the hairbrush and whilst that sounded good as well she knew her own desire to give the cane and so suggested, "Well I think the first two punishments work well but maybe instead of me using a hairbrush I should cane you?"
Emma nearly came at that suggestion and so wanted Melissa to cane her. It wasn't something she wanted a teacher or the headmistress to give her because that would just be too painful, but she reckoned that after the caning Melissa would be bound to rub her bottom and maybe even give her finger or tongue sex. If not, she would definitely give Melissa tongue sex and loved the thought of her wet tear-stained face against Melissa's inner thighs. "That sounds even better." After a moment, Emma added as though thinking she should still need to earn the punishment, "If the smacked legs and spanked bottom don't make me behave of course."
Melissa almost came with Emma's sort of agreement to be caned. "Oh yes, of course, I would give you the first two punishments first, “Melissa readily agreed.
So, once the agreement on discipline was made, Melissa immediately asked Emma out on a date. It was to go to a party but no one else would be there from their college as Melissa wanted to be sure it would work before letting her friends know she was going out with a girl in the class below.
The two girls walked together to the party. Emma wore a deliberately teenage style slinky white vest top showing off her flat tummy, a short skirt, and had bare legs. Melissa wore a pretty sleeveless very short dress and also had bare legs.
As they walked up the path to the house together Melissa smiled at Emma as she said, “Don’t forget if you act at all childishly I will be smacking your legs.”
Emma blushed as she loved to be told off by Melissa and looking submissive said, “I’ll try but if I need my legs smacked then I will accept your decision.”
Melissa gave Emma a kiss on her cheek loving the way she was submitting to her control and almost hoping she would be able to discipline Emma, and, of course, make out afterwards.
As it turned out, Emma did play the fool fairly quickly, albeit on purpose, as she wanted Melissa to smack her to show that she wasn't going to object. Indeed, when Melissa took hold of her arm and wagged her finger and whispered to her that she needed her legs smacked, Emma simply nodded her head and blushed but let Melissa lead her out of the room and take her upstairs. Emma could see that no one else realised what was about to happen.
Melissa took her to a bedroom upstairs where Melissa sat on the bed and took hold of Emma's left arm and turned her sideways on. She yanked up Emma's skirt and ordered her to hold the hem so it wouldn't fall back down. She rubbed the back of Emma's left leg and pulled her hand back and brought it back down with her open palm firmly smacking Emma's leg and was satisfied with the gasp Emma gave.
When the first smack landed Emma gasped. She hadn't had her legs smacked before but when fantasising about Melissa disciplining her she just thought having her legs smacked sounded sexy. Well, now she had had her first smack she knew it wasn't sexy. At least the smack itself wasn't but Melissa rubbing her leg was. However, as smack after smack landed the sexy feeling of the rubbing disappeared and was replaced with the awfulness of the hard smacks and her eyes soon filled with tears that dribbled down her face.
However, once the leg smacking was over Melissa turned Emma towards her and stood up and smiling said, "I hope you will behave now," and before Emma could answer had leaned in and kissed her on the lips.
Emma pressed her lips against Melissa's and moments later Melissa's tongue was in her mouth and their tongues intertwined as they held each other tightly.
After the kiss, which lasted as long as any kiss Emma had had, they parted but smiled lovingly at each other.
Emma had found the smacks hard to handle and she had cried. However, she had taken the precaution not to wear any make-up. When Melissa commented on that and Emma admitted it was in case she needed to be disciplined, Melissa felt even better about their friendship.
Melissa ordered, “Hug please, as you are now back in my good books and hope you won’t earn a spanking as well.”
Emma fell lovingly in to Melissa’s open arms and felt secure and loved and knew she needed her legs smacked just then and no doubt would very often in future.
Melissa felt her maternal love for Emma and loved being in charge of her.
Both girls knew that their relationship was blossoming, with Melissa taking on the maternal disciplinary role and Emma the often naughty daughter role who knew she needed to be disciplined, and that it was only a matter of time before they made out together
As the days and weeks went by Melissa and Emma became closer and closer as they went around together. Melissa had smacked Emma’s legs ten times and had put her across her lap for a bare bottom spanking five times. Even so, Emma loved to be with Melissa more and more and they both enjoyed making out afterwards with finger and tongue sex and even with them both naked and kissing and licking the others breasts and sucking each-others taut nipples. In fact, it was like any teenage liaison except with the discipline aspect a sexually charged extra.
Today things moved on between the two girls. There was a party at Melissa’s house and lots of her college friends were there. Melissa and Emma had been an item for some weeks now and everyone knew that Emma was subject to Melissa's discipline. They knew there was rather more to the relationship than discipline although didn't know so much about how they made out after Emma had her legs smacked or bottom spanked, but that wasn't really their concern.
Emma was wearing a floral sleeveless very short dress and had bare legs. Melissa was wearing a pink vest top and shorts.
So far at the party, Emma had played up twice. The first time she had her legs smacked in front of everyone at the party. Emma cried, of course, but her not wearing makeup was a well-known fact and getting disciplined was now just expected.
However, when Emma played up a second-time Melissa told her off and said she had earned a spanking. Emma wanted a spanking though, as she loved to be spanked by Melissa with as many people as possible watching, and had soon realised that she loved the humiliation of being punished by Melissa in front of lots of their friends. Emma wasn't sure why she liked to be humiliated that way but every time she was the making up afterwards just got better and better.
Emma didn’t mean to, but got in to an argument with one of Melissa’s friends, and shouted at her until Melissa came over, grabbed her upper arm, and wagging her finger at her, said sternly, "You are so naughty,” and berated the doleful looking Emma.
Melissa ordered, "Lift your dress up above your waist and lower your knickers. You are going to get such a hard spanking, my girl."
Melissa sat on a dining chair and once again was going to spank Emma in front of a crowd of people. She knew that Emma loved the humiliation of a public spanking and so didn't mind at all.
Emma adjusted her clothes exactly as ordered and eased herself down across Melissa's oh so sexy bare thighs. Once across Melissa's lap Emma felt Melissa's hand rubbing her bottom and moments later gasped as the first spank landed. Emma loved being across Melissa's lap and the close-up view she had of the backs of her bare legs. She loved to be submissive and although she knew she had to suffer a hard spanking she was also looking forward to making up afterwards.