I’d settled into my new digs quite quickly, despite my dad telling the landlady to give me corporal punishment if I needed it. Melanie, my sexy landlady, had needed no encouragement to use the tawse and cane on my naked bottom and cock.

I’d managed to stay out of trouble for a few weeks, and it was half term next week, so I was feeling relaxed. I had just got in from college when Melanie stopped me on the stairs. 

“I’ve had a phone call from your Dad asking if I’d allow you to stay here over half term as they are going away. I told him that I didn’t mind and you were welcome to stay.”

I was unhappy about this, “Fuck, I was hoping…”

Melanie hated swearing, “Don’t use that sort of language in my house Mike. I’m afraid that has earned you half a dozen strokes of the tawse.”

“No, you can’t be serious, you tell me I’m going to be stuck here…”

“Be careful what you say. You’ve already earned half a dozen strokes of the tawse and you don’t want to add the cane for a second outburst.”

I was just about to sound off when I saw the steely look in her eyes and decided to cut my losses. 

At that moment the phone rang and I was told I could go to my room. As I went upstairs I hear her shout down the phone, “Julia, that’s great news, when will you get here? What, you’re at the station now? So twenty minutes or so. Wonderful, I’ll get your room ready.”

Melanie came bounding up the stairs, “That was Julia, my daughter, and she’s coming home for a few days.”

I’d never met Julia, she had left for college before I arrived but she looked very pretty in the photos Melanie kept in the lounge and hallway.

A short time later Melanie saw her walking towards the house and shouted down to me to open the door to let her in. 

I opened the door just as she arrived. My mouth dropped open on seeing this gorgeous brunette, wearing ultra-tight hot pants and a sort of boob tube which barely contained her breasts which were pressed hard against the forgiving material. 

“Hi, I err, I err, come in,” I mumbled.

She smiled and her face lit up, “You must be Mike, I’ve heard all about you,” and her eyes headed down to my crotch. “Has mum been using her tawse on you recently?” 

My face went scarlet and she laughed, “Don’t be embarrassed, she spanked me on the bare loads of times so you’re not alone.” 

In those hot pants, I could almost picture her naked bottom being given the cane which made my face redder still if that was possible.

I was saved from further embarrassment as Melanie came down to the front door and gave Julia a huge hug and helped her in with her stuff.

I said I’d see her later and set off up the stairs. 

“Don’t forget your punishment, Mike, straight after dinner,” Melanie called from the hallway.

As I disappeared into my room I heard a joint shriek of laughter from downstairs.

“Your’e not going to punish him in the kitchen, like you did me, are you, mum?”

“Of course, it doesn’t matter who’s here, as you know. I gave him one caning when my friend, Sarah, was here. A little embarrassment always increases the effectiveness of the punishment. You’ve just got time to put your stuff in your room, then I’ll shout when it’s time for dinner.”

We ate dinner together. I sat in embarrassed silence as mother and daughter chatted away. All I could think about was my impending punishment. Dinner over, I helped clear the table as usual, but now assisted by the gorgeous Julia. As she reached across the table, her tits fell clear of the flimsy garment causing my cock to respond. Then, to make matters worse, she bent over in those so very hot pants to pick something off the floor, forcing the material deep into her gorgeous crevice. I looked away quickly as she stood but she noticed me looking and smiled. 

“I don’t mind you looking. After all, I’m going to be seeing a lot more of you in a few minutes!”

The table was now cleared and Melanie laid the tawse and cane on the scrubbed pine, “Mike, go upstairs and get undressed then come down for your punishment. I haven’t got long, I have to go to a meeting in half an hour.”

My face went scarlet again as Julia looked at me, her eyes again travelling down to my crotch. I almost ran out of the room and up the stairs. I stripped off in my room, but already I had a boner, not just an erection but full-on rigid. I knew I’d be in trouble if I put any clothes back on so as I headed for the kitchen I tried to cover my hard-on. 

Melanie and Julia were sitting at the table waiting for me. One frosty look from Melanie told me to put my hands away and my errant cock sprang up. Julia gasped, which I took as a compliment and her eyes locked onto my nearly eight inches.

Melanie was on her feet in seconds, thwack, thwack, two strokes of the tawse stung my uncooperative manhood. Julia’s eyes were on stalks watching my erection fly in all directions. “Mum,” she shrieked.

Melanie snarled in my ear, “how dare you flaunt your penis in front of my daughter. Bend over the table.”

I had to push my penis down below the tabletop to avoid squashing my balls on the hard surface. It was trapped, pointing down between my legs and incredibly vulnerable as Melanie pushed my legs apart ready for the tawse. 

I waited in painful anticipation of the first stroke. Thwack, thwack, thwack! 

“Aaagh, shite!" I yelled as the last stroke flicked between my thighs and caught my cock.

Melanie was not going to let that go. “I’m sorry, Mike, but you get an extra six for swearing.”

“Shall I give him the extra six, Mum?” Julia suggested.

I think Melanie was aware that Julia was excited at the prospect but could think of no reasonable objection, “Of course, you may as soon as I’ve finished.”

Melanie took up the tawse and stepped to one side of my glowing bum cheeks. Thwack, thwack, thwack. The last stroke brought a tear to my eye but I kept still.

Julia took hold of the tawse and playfully flicked it through the air. “You should rub your bottom, Mike, before I deliver my six strokes.”

I grunted that I was fine and wanted to get it over but Julia was determined. “I said, you should rub your bottom, Mike.”

Her eyes were locked on to my cock as I stood, “Turn round and rub your bum,” she instructed.

I began to turn, rubbing my bum which of course sent my rigid member swinging, just as she had hoped. Thwack the tawse struck me across the shaft. She reached out and eased back the foreskin, fully exposing the head. Thwack, a stinger on the tip. 

Julia instructed me to bend over. As I got back into position, I saw Melanie smiling as she fingered the cane. Julia eased my thighs apart, using the opportunity to stroke my cock and rub pre-cum around the head.

Julia was clearly less used to wielding the tawse so I was able to hold my position for the full six. She studied her handiwork and took another opportunity to grip my rigid member in her small hand.

I stayed, bent over the table. I knew what was to come.

“Stand up Mike,” Melanie whispered. 

As I stood my erection sprang out, pointing upwards and now oozing pre-cum.

Two pairs of eyes locked onto my cock and Melanie delivered the usual line which she used to give her permission to spank my member, “I told you about pointing that thing at us. Lie on your back on the table.”

I climbed onto the table and watched as my erection swung around before settling, rigidly, pointing to the ceiling.

Melanie expertly slid down the foreskin to expose the helmet fully.

“Six strokes each, I think, don’t you, Julia? Me first, as I have to leave for my meeting in a minute.”

Julia nodded in agreement as Melanie picked up the tawse. 

The sensation was electric, especially as she eased down the foreskin after every stroke. It hurt but it was so exciting. 

Melanie grabbed her stuff and said her goodbyes leaving Julia alone with me at her mercy.

Julia stroked my penis. It could not get any harder I thought. But then Julia explained that she was feeling warm. Totally unexpectedly, she pulled off her boob tube, releasing a gorgeous pair of firm small tits firmly sitting over a hard flat stomach. Not content with the effect she had just had on my cock, she slipped off her hot pants. She was not wearing panties. She stood, directly in front of me, flaunting her shaven slit and long tanned thighs as she strutted around the kitchen, naked except for ankle boots. 

She picked up the tawse and delivered six strokes to my aching member before climbing slowly onto the table where she lowered herself onto my cock with a low cry. She was good. She raised her hips to the point where just the head was inside her, then slowly sank down filling her vagina with my swollen member. 

She managed this twice before I could hold it no longer and I shot my load. Now she wanted to come and I was still firm so she continued pushing me deep inside her. She grabbed my hand and pushed my finger deep inside where I stroked her clit until she almost screamed with pleasure and I felt the pulsating throb grip my cock as she collapsed onto my chest.

A little while later she stepped down from the table, allowing me to study this beautiful girl in all her glory.

She stroked my now flaccid cock, “you are a very naughty boy,” she laughed as she picked up her clothes and left the room.

How long was Julia staying, I mused.