Zoey was quite happy at being paired with someone her mum’s age to go on the nature trail. It wasn’t intentional, because names were pulled out of a hat, but she loved being with older women and imagined herself as their daughter even at her age of twenty-two-years-old. Better still, was that it didn’t take long for Diane, who was forty-six-years-old, to do exactly that and act pretty much as the mother and treat Zoey as her daughter by telling her what to do as they walked along the nature trail.
What was interesting was that whilst Diane was an alpha female at her office, Zoey was pretty much the alpha female where she worked. Would there a clash, Zoey wondered, and then smiled at the thought Diane was her mum’s age. However, it was Zoey who happily submitted to Diane’s strict maternal persona, and things worked out as Zoey had expected because Diane didn’t just stay in charge of the two of them, she disciplined Zoey severely when she didn’t do as she was told and, as they got close to returning to the base, Zoey knew that she had a bottom that was literally covered in welts, given to her by Diane.
Well, the nature trail was supposed to be educational and Zoey took heart from the fact that she certainly learned a lot about herself, as well as nature.
On the plus side, the sky was blue, the weather was warm, and both women enjoyed looking out over green fields, farm animals, different plants, different birds and the like. What transpired quickly was that Diane pointed everything out to Zoey and pretty much told her what she should and shouldn’t do, which fitted her character of taking control in every situation she was in.
Zoey didn’t mind that Diane was the one in control as not having to make decisions helped her relax, and once Diane wagged her finger at her a couple of times and told her off, she thought it easier just to let Diane get on with it. She was also the older of the two so it made sense to Zoey from that perspective as well.
What Zoey knew about herself was that she rather liked the company of older women, Diane’s age in fact, so that made it even easier.
Diane and Zoey were following the nature trail. The walk was for six miles through woods and across farmland and they hadn’t seen another person for about half an hour.
Zoey wore a red vest top and tight white cotton shorts with bare legs as it was a very hot day. Diane was in a short-sleeved top with cropped trousers just below her knees.
They both thought it rather funny when they got to a lake and saw a stranger swimming. What they found particularly funny was that the stranger had left his clothes on the side of the lake and was swimming in the nude.
When the stranger stood up in the lake, they reckoned that he was about Zoey's age. They made sure that he didn’t see them because they wanted to see him come out of the lake with his private parts showing.
They didn’t have to wait long and put their hands over their mouths to stop the sounds of their giggles reaching the stranger. He clearly didn’t know they were watching as he got to his clothes and bent down, they thought to pick them up. However, what the women hadn’t noticed, but now did, was the stranger picked up what looked like a thin branch. They were then shocked when the stranger knelt on the ground and whacked himself with the branch. In fact, he continued to whack himself a full dozen times.
Diane was quick enough to get out her phone and film the last nine strokes the stranger gave himself, giggling as she did.
That wasn’t the end. When he finished whacking himself, he threw the branch on the ground but clasped his penis and energetically brought himself to a groaning gyrating orgasm. He then casually got dressed and walked away.
Diane said in amazement, “I’ve never seen that before. Judging from the welts he gave himself he must’ve really hurt himself hard.”
Zoey agreed. “His bottom looked just someone who had just got the cane.”
Diane was surprised at the comment and wondered how many caned bottoms Zoey had seen, but let it go and just agreed. “You’re right, Zoey, but why would anyone do that?”
Zoey blushed as she replied, “Actually, as I watched him, I wondered how much it would hurt and as I did, well, I was getting so turned on and I know my knickers are wet from just watching him. Then, I realised, I rather fancied being caned with that thing.”
Zoey didn’t admit that, although an alpha female, she did have a hankering to submit to someone else’s authority to relieve the pressure of being the one who made all the important decisions at work. In fact, it was more than a hankering but a long-held desire to be spanked by another, older, woman, for misbehaving.
Zoey blushed an even deeper red when she saw the surprise on Diane’s face, and regretted telling her about her feelings and expected her to make fun of her and even tell everyone back at the base camp. Suddenly, she just wanted to move on along the nature trail and forget about everything that had just happened.
Diane laughed, and, to Zoey’s surprise, didn’t make fun of her but said. “Well, I’ll be more than happy to use it on you, so long as it was on your bare bum.”
Zoey even seemed relieved as she replied, albeit laughing nervously, “Well, that is the only way.”
Diane focused again on the stranger who was now some way away and said, “We could do it as he’s left the branch on the ground?”
Zoey blushed as she said in an embarrassed tone, “It’s called a switch.”
Once again Diane wondered if Zoey had a fascination for being caned, and to test her in a light-hearted way she laughed as she replied, “Hey, young lady, you really are into this aren’t you? Come on then, why don’t you go and collect it then, and I’ll use it on you.”
Zoey thought it would be such a good opportunity to try out being disciplined. After all, Diane had pretty much taken on the maternal role as they walked along the trail and dealing with her was only one more step. So, she nodded and ran down to the side of the lake, scooped up the switch, and then ran back up the hill.
Diane watched as Zoey seemed so enthusiastic as she went and collected the switch. She even had to admit to a few flutters flying around her vagina at the thought of using the switch on Zoey as she watched her make her way back up to her. She pictured Zoey taking down her shorts and knickers and then it would be fun if she was made to get fully undressed. It was worth a try, she reckoned.
Once Zoey got back, Diane looked at Zoey as she held out the switch and ordered, “Go on then, young lady, get your clothes off. I need to use this thing on you.”
Zoey was shocked and she replied, “Hey, Diane, I only have to drop my knickers and shorts and you can cane my bum with this thing.”
Diane wagged her finger and replied firmly, “Heck, no, Zoey, I want you in the nude like the bloke was.” She then added, “We are on a nature trail so naked sounds right for sure.”
Zoey supposed that she didn’t mind being naked if it was just Diane. However, she didn’t want to be undressed in front of a stranger who might come along and wasn’t sure what to say.
Diane saw Zoey wavering and ordered more firmly, “I said get your stuff off, girl.”
Zoey then reconciled that in the changing rooms at the gym she happily walked around fully naked and there were strangers. However, this was out in the middle of nowhere and who knew who would come along. On the other hand, she realised that Diane was exactly the type of woman she had reckoned on submitting to when away from the office and when else would she get the chance?
Diane saw Zoey still wavering and threatened, although still smiled, “You do realise that I recorded on my phone you telling me that you liked the thought of being caned. So, here’s the deal. Get undressed and let me use this thing on your bum, or I will tell people when we get back to base.”
Zoey doubted that Diane had recorded what she said, but that may not stop her telling people in any case. Equally, as the conversation went on, she realised that her knickers were wet because she was so turned on by the threat, so she reckoned that if she did get undressed and Diane said anything back at the camp she could accuse her of blackmail and then she would be caught out because she wouldn’t have the recording.
Diane was amazed but delighted when she saw Zoey pull her vest top over her head and throw it on the ground. She then put her hands behind her back and unclipped her bra, let the straps slide down her arms, caught them, and then threw them on to her vest top, revealing her full lickable and suckable breasts. She kept looking as Zoey then undid her shorts and pushed them down to the ground, catching her knickers on the way, stepping out of them both, and leaving them on the ground, showing off her fully shaved pussy lips.
Zoey was now happy undressing in front of Diane and felt the warm air on her body pretty much as she would if in her bikini on the beach, except she was naked. Once Zoey was undressed, she stood back up and looked at Diane and knew she was up for this and had an expression on her face that said, ‘Come on then, do what you said you do.’
Diane knew that she fancied Zoey, but hadn’t dared to say anything because of their age difference. However, as Zoey was now deliciously naked out here in the open, she didn’t even feel bad about lying to her about recording the conversation and reckoned that she lied in order to encourage her to get undressed so that she could do to her exactly what she had asked for. So maybe it was six of one and half a dozen of the other, she reasoned.
Diane stopped thinking through what she had done, and ordered, “Okay then, girl, get on your knees like that bloke, and don’t get up until I’m finished with you.”
Zoey dropped to her knees onto the grass and then onto all fours, and looked at the ground, wanting to be totally submissive to Diane. As she did, she was getting more and more aroused as Diane walked across to her and her bare calves were just inches from her face. She had told herself as they walked and Diane kept telling her what to do rather than asking her, how she had one of those, ‘Do as I say or else,’ voices, and she had even imagined herself being spanked by her as they walked along the nature trail. After all, being spanked and caned was a long-held desire, and one she could’ve satisfied by misbehaving at sixth form college, but she didn’t have the nerve to then. Now, out here, in the middle of nowhere, she had the opportunity to satisfy her long-held desire of not just being beaten, but being beaten by the very woman who she fancied.