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Lucy Williams was nervous. She tried to settle herself by doing something – anything – but found that she couldn’t concentrate for more than a few moments before her mind wandered back to what was going to happen to her that afternoon. Lucy walked to the kitchen and made herself her third cup of tea within two hours and then returned to the living room and sat on the leather sofa.

'May as well enjoy being able to sit while I can,' She thought to herself.

She placed her cup on the table in front of her, picked up her pack of cigarettes and the lighter and pulled her fifth cigarette since she’d been there from the pack. She placed it in her mouth, lit it and took a long, soothing drag on it.

In what seemed like no time at all, she had reached the end of her cigarette and extinguished it in the small silver dish that her friend, Peter used as an ash tray. She smiled as she thought about him and his responsibility for her being in such a nerve-wracking situation.

If only he hadn’t insisted on wanting to find out what a real school punishment was like. If only she hadn’t given Rebecca Curran his home address so that she could pass it to her Auntie Louise. And if only she had kept her big mouth shut about her own desire to find out what it was like to be spanked by a dominant lady.

Peter had promised that he would be home long before 2 pm when Louise Jensen had said that she would come over and deal with Lucy. She checked the time on her phone nervously – 1.40pm.

“Shit.”

Lucy got to her feet and walked to the bathroom where she checked her appearance for the third time. Suddenly her phone beeped, and she opened the message.

“Lucy. Got caught up in town and am just leaving now. Should be back just after two. If Louise arrives just let her in and make her a drink. She’s lovely – you’ll really like her.”

Lucy Williams looked at the message again and swore to herself. She thought about texting back but resisted the urge to have a go at her friend. After all, it had been her suggestion that maybe the retired Head Mistress, Louise Jensen, her friend’s Auntie, could possibly help him with his fascination about experiencing a realistic dose of corporal punishment.

She had probably thought that Louise would have declined to meet him. As it was, she had not only caned him in her office at her school but had given him a repeat performance in his home. Added to that, he had taken the older woman to his bedroom and had sex with her.

Lucy had never seen Louise Jensen since Rebecca and herself were a lot younger and probably wouldn’t be able to recognise the lady if she passed her on the street. However, she felt jealous of her. Peter was her long-time friend and they had been through lots of things together.

She knew that he wanted to have sex with her and maybe she should have let him. Lucy just wasn’t sure if she loved him in that way, but his meetings with Louise, the much older woman, had made her envious. He had been more than happy to take her to bed and have sex with her after she’d punished him.

“Shit,” She said as she looked at her reflection in the bathroom mirror.

Lucy felt like crying, but at that moment she heard the metal gate squeak and a short time later heard the chime of the doorbell. The thoughts in her head began racing as she turned and headed through the kitchen and into the living room, heading for the hallway and then the front door.

'What’s she really like? What if I hate her? What if she goes too far? What will she think of me if I say I don’t want to do this anymore?'

By the time she had reached the front door, Lucy Williams had gone through the questions that were spinning around inside her head. She turned the key that was in the lock, pushed the handle down and pulled the door open, revealing a lovely sunny afternoon. She looked out at the mature, and friendly-looking lady who was standing outside.

“Hello. Are you Lucy?” The lady asked in a soft, but confident, voice.

Lucy smiled, and her nerves soon got the best of her.

“Err, Yes, erm, Miss – I mean, Mrs Lou... I mean Jensen.” She felt herself getting embarrassed.

“Louise will be fine, Lucy.” The older lady smiled and waited for Lucy Williams to invite her inside.

Lucy stared at her for a moment and began sizing her up. She could understand why her friend Peter had found it easy to take Louise to bed. Despite being sixty-four years’ old and a good thirty years’ older than either Peter or herself, Lucy Williams could see that the retired Head Mistress ticked all her friend’s boxes in terms of what he liked in a woman.

Louise was slim and despite her age, regularly worked out to keep her body toned and athletic. She was relatively tall, dressed smartly, had shoulder-length brown hair and piercing blue eyes. The glasses she wore were stylish and expensive and made her look even more attractive and alluring.

Lucy Williams brushed her left hand through her dyed red hair, which she had tied up with a hair clip, and smiled at Louise Jensen. The younger woman noticed that Louise had a long black document tube with her and was also carrying a large, dark blue Adidas sports bag.

“Oh, of course. Please come in,” Lucy said softly and moved aside to allow Louise Jensen inside.

The older woman moved past Lucy and headed straight for the living room at the end of the long hallway, her expensive shoes making a loud click, click, click as she went. Lucy inhaled deeply as she closed the front door, turned the key in the lock on the back of the door and put the keys in the pocket in her dress. She turned and headed for the front room where Mrs Jensen was waiting.

Louise placed her sports bag and the black document tube on the table in the corner of the room and waited for Lucy to join her. Once the younger woman entered the room she smiled again and waited for Lucy to speak.

“Please sit down. Would you like a cup of tea or something?” Lucy asked.

Louise walked over to the comfortable leather chair across from the table and sat down slowly, carefully tucking her long, navy blue summer dress, under her.

“Thank you. A cup of coffee would be lovely,” She smiled.

Lucy Williams tried to relax. She was finding it hard to believe that this nice, mature lady was capable of administering such a hard punishment. However, she knew that she could do this. The marks and bruises on Peter’s bottom had lasted a good three weeks after her last home visit.

“Milk and sugar, Miss?” Lucy asked.

“Just a little milk please, sweetie. And please – call me Louise.” The Head Mistress smiled and began to look around the room as Lucy headed into the kitchen.

The young woman re-appeared a few moments later with two cups of coffee and set them down on the coffee table in front of Louise Jensen. She sat on the sofa, opposite Louise, and smiled awkwardly. She really wasn’t sure about going through with a punishment. She was also worried that Peter wasn’t here. He had promised to stay with her whilst Louise disciplined her. The two ladies sat in silence for a few moments, thinking about what to say and it was Louise who finally began the conversation.

“So then, Lucy. Rebecca told me that you wanted to be punished too.” She leaned forward in the armchair and was only inches away from her.

Lucy smiled nervously. “Yes, Louise. I’m fascinated by it all.”

Louise Jensen turned to the coffee table and picked up her steaming cup of coffee. She blew on it gently and lifted the cup to her lips, taking a small sip. Lucy noticed that her glasses had steamed up when she had done this and continued smiling at the mature lady.

“That’s lovely Lucy. Thank you.” She placed her cup back on the table and placed her hands on her knees.

“So, then, young lady. Tell me why you want a punishment from me and what you want to get from it.” Louise had a kind face and looked genuinely interested in Lucy Williams.

Lucy thought to herself for a few moments before answering. She picked up her cup of coffee, and unlike the older lady, took a large mouthful forgetting how hot it was, burning her tongue in the process. She tried her best to hide her discomfort and took a deep breath.

“Well, I was never spanked when I was younger. My family believed in grounding me or taking my things away from me for a week or so as a punishment.” She looked down at her shoes, before returning her gaze to Mrs Jensen.

“I never got spanked at school either. The only punishment that I ever received was a whole class detention with my English teacher, Mrs Davies.” She laughed softly.

“Your Rebecca was in that class and was probably the reason why we all got a detention. She was so naughty at times.”

Louise Jensen nodded. “Yes. I know all about my niece Becky. My sister and her husband had a hell of a time with her as she was growing up – always up to no good, answering back and trying to push the boundaries.”

Lucy laughed again. “Did she do that to you too, when she was staying with you?”

“No. I got on pretty well with Becky and still do. She knew from that first time she stayed with me that if she stepped out of line then she received a spanking.” Louise took her cup again and took another sip of coffee, keeping the cup in her hand.

“She did not like being spanked and so she was generally well-behaved around me. As she got older, if she misbehaved, she got spanked and a dose of my wooden clothes brush.”

Lucy exhaled deeply. She only knew Rebecca Curran as Becca or Bex and knew how much she hated being called Becky. She guessed that Rebecca allowed her Aunt to call her whatever she wished in order to avoid a trip across her lap. The young lady found herself looking at Louise Jensen’s lap, which was covered by a silky, navy, summer dress. She decided there and then that she would like to find out what it felt like to be placed over the knee and smacked.

Lucy Williams continued, “I know that Peter had an issue about being punished but, although he’s my best friend, and even though he wants me to punish him, I just couldn’t do it to him.”

Lucy wanted a cigarette but resisted reaching for her packet on the table in front of her.

“When I had heard about what you had done, I got intrigued by it all and found myself thinking about what it would be like to be punished too.”

The young woman began fidgeting with her hands and soon realised that Louise Jensen was watching her every move.

“I asked to see his bottom and when he showed me I wanted to experience it too – for my own issues, perhaps,” She said softly.

“And what issues are those, my dear?” Mrs Jensen reached for her cup and smiled before taking a mouthful of coffee.

Lucy stared at the table and sighed heavily. “Smoking, I guess.”

“You guess?” Louise repeated. She detested smoking and had already noticed the ash tray on the table with five cigarette butts in it.

“And my weight.” Lucy looked down. “I try to be good but just can’t keep it off.”

Louise Jensen shook her head. “You’re lovely.”

“Well, I really need to get some weight off and keep myself in shape.” My friend said softly.

“And is that it, young lady?” Louise drained her cup and returned it to the table in front of her, placing her hands on her lap.

“And for being so inconsiderate.” Lucy Williams realised that her cup was nearly empty too, and if Louise had finished her drink, it meant that the subject of punishment was fast approaching.

“Inconsiderate? Do tell me, Lucy.” The Head Mistress looked into Lucy’s eyes and waited.

“Well, Peter never makes a big deal of it, but I know he would like to have sex with me and have a relationship like that.”

Louise nodded and remained silent, waiting for Lucy to continue.

“I love him to bits, but I’m just not sure about a relationship like that. I’m frightened that it won’t work out and then I’d lose him as a friend – my best friend.” Lucy smiled.

“He’s a lovely man, Lucy and you could do a lot worse,” Mrs Jensen said soothingly.

“So those are my reasons for wanting – needing a punishment from someone.” She placed her empty cup on the coffee table and waited, still wondering where Peter was.

“Well, I’m happy to give you a punishment for those issues if you want one, sweetie.” Louise Jensen sat back in the leather chair and watched as Lucy Williams thought her offer over.

“I’d like to find out what it feels like,” Louise said softly after a few moments’ thought.

At that very moment, a key was placed in the front door and the door was opened a moment later. Peter was home. It took him a few moments to lock the door with the key behind him and walk down the hall way and into the living room where Lucy and Mrs Jensen were sitting. He smiled at them both, noticing the nervous look on Lucy’s face.

“Hello, Mrs Jensen. How are you?” He asked.

“I’m fine. I do hope that you have been behaving yourself lately or it will be another trip over my knee for you, young man,” She joked.

“I’ve been good – honest.” Peter smiled and looked at Lucy.

“Sorry I’m late. There was an accident in town and they had closed the roads off while they cleared it,” He said.

Lucy smiled. “We’ve just been talking about punishment and Louise is going to show me what a real punishment is like.”

“Glad you’re here, though,” She added quickly.

With that, both ladies got to their feet and contemplated what was about to happen for a few moments. Peter picked up the empty coffee cups and took them into the kitchen before returning to the living room. Louise walked across the room to the table on which she had placed her document case and sports bag.

She slowly unzipped the bag and removed her collection of implements, placing the bag on the floor under the table once the bag was empty. Lucy did not look, preferring instead to look at Peter, who smiled at her. Mrs Jensen then opened the top of her document case and slid her canes, riding crop and synthetic birch out of the tube and into her right hand. She placed the items on the table before placing the tube next to them.

“Right, Lucy. Are you sure that you want me to deal with you?” The mature woman smiled and waited.

Lucy looked at her, then at Peter and then at the collection of implements, laid out on the table.

“Yes please, Louise,” She said quietly.

Louise Jensen smiled and inhaled deeply. She looked Lucy Williams over and thought about how she would play this one.

“Very well, young lady. I will punish you for your issues.” She paused and looked at her implements lying on the table before her.

“You will address me as Mrs Jensen at all times and you will take the punishment that I give you. Is that understood girl?” The older woman was in role now and stared at Lucy.

Lucy Williams paused and thought for a moment before replying, “Yes. Mrs Jensen.”

“You will do exactly as I ask you and you will obey at the first time of asking. Is that clear, girl?” Louise said sternly.

“Yes. Mrs Jensen.”

She looked over at Peter for some support, but he was smiling at Louise.

“Peter. You will go to your room upstairs and wait for me to come and get you. Is that clear young man?” Mrs Jensen walked over to where he stood.

“Sure. Louise,” Peter said in a joke voice.

Slap! 

Mrs Jensen took her right hand and landed a painful slap on the side of Peter’s face. It stung, and the right side of his face started to burn with heat. He put his right hand up to his face and rubbed it before realising that the punishment had started and that he needed to behave too.

“Yes. Mrs Jensen,” He replied eventually and walked over to the stairs, looking at Lucy, before beginning to head to his bedroom.

Lucy heard Peter’s bedroom door close quietly upstairs and realised she was alone. Mrs Jensen stared at Lucy before turning back to her implements on the table. She spent a few moments picking some of them up, feeling them in her hand and deciding whether they would be used to punish Lucy, who stood watching her in silence. She eventually returned her full attention back to my friend.

“Right, young lady. We’ll start by having you take off your shoes and removing your knickers – I assume that you are wearing knickers?” Louise asked in her authoritative tone.

“Yes, Miss.”

Lucy walked over to the leather chair, where she sat on the chair arm, raised her left foot and took off her shoe. She then raised her right foot and repeated the procedure before getting to her feet and placing her shoes under the table.

Lucy thought to herself for a moment, but seeing that Louise was waiting, lifted her knee-length, silky floral summer dress, revealing a white pair of knickers. She could feel herself blushing, but closed her eyes, placed her hands inside then and allowed them to fall to the floor. She bent down and picked them up, neatly folding them and placing them on the top of the sofa in front of her. She allowed her dress to fall, covering her private parts.

The mature Head Mistress picked up her wooden ruler, slipper and ebony-backed clothes brush from the table and returned to the leather arm chair. She placed the implements on the coffee table in front of her before sitting down in the chair. She straightened her navy dress and looked up at Lucy, who was so nervous that she felt the pressure in her bladder growing. Louise Jensen pushed her designer glasses to the top of her nose and nodded. It was time.

“Come here girl and bend right over my lap,” She said in a no-nonsense tone.

Lucy obeyed immediately.

She nervously stood to the left of where Louise was sitting on the chair and slowly lowered herself into position, resting her elbows on the arm of the leather chair. She shuffled about until Louise’s right hand pulled her into the position she wanted Lucy Williams in for her punishment.

Mrs Jensen was a strong lady and had no problem in moving Lucy into position and began rubbing her right hand over Lucy’s dress, which still covered her ample bottom. Lucy Williams could feel herself becoming turned on but could also feel the pressure in her bladder growing at the thought of being punished.

“Right, Lucy Williams. I’ll start by smacking your bottom with my hand over your dress, but I warn you that I will be lifting your dress and smacking your bare bottom once I’m satisfied you have been warmed up properly. Do you understand?” Louise looked down at the sizeable bottom lying over her lap, continuing to rub it gently as she spoke.

“Yes. Mrs Jensen. I understand,” Lucy replied before burying her head into the soft arm of the chair.

The mature teacher continued to rub Lucy Williams’ sizeable bottom through the silky material of her dress, feeling the young lady push herself into Louise’s lap. Mrs Jensen smiled. The girl was becoming turned on and she would have to deal with that at some point during her punishment.

She looked down at the back of Lucy’s head and listened as the younger lady breathed heavily. The mature Head Mistress raised her right hand in the air and brought it down with a muffled slap! a second later. Louise smiled and thought to herself for a second, 'That skirt would have to be raised soon to really punish the girl.'

Mrs Jensen spent the next five minutes smacking Lucy’s covered bottom with her right hand. She spanked expertly, slapping both buttocks alternately, giving Lucy Williams a mixture of slow and hard slaps and then a rapid-fire spanking which was concentrated across the centre of her very fleshy buttocks. Louise Jensen felt herself becoming hot and noticed that her dress where Lucy was lying across was becoming moist.

“Now. To deal with you properly young lady, I’m going to lift your skirt and smack your bare bottom and the backs of your legs. Is that understood, Lucy?” She paused and placed both hands on my friend’s back, waiting for her answer.

Lucy moved her head slightly and replied, “Yes. Mrs Jensen.”

“Very well, young lady. Lift yourself up slightly so I can raise your dress,” The mature teacher said sternly.

Lucy obeyed and slowly lifted her hips, raising her bottom in the air slightly. Louise Jensen waited and once she felt the weight lift from her knees, took hold of Lucy’s summer dress in her right hand and carefully lifted it clear, neatly folding it so it covered her lower back and exposed her ample buttocks and thighs.

“Now, young lady. I’m going to give you a hard spanking to deal with your smoking. Is that clear?” Her hand rubbed Lucy’s exposed buttocks as she waited for an answer.

“Yes. Mrs Jensen,” Lucy Williams replied and waited for the spanking to resume.

Louise Jensen spent the next ten or so minutes spanking Lucy’s bottom as hard as she could with her hard right hand. Despite having never been spanked before, Lucy took it well and did not move much as Louise spanked her hard on the bottom, then in the creases between buttock and thigh. Then on the backs of her legs, the red hand prints visible right down from the very top to the bottom of both thighs.

Lucy Williams simply buried her head deeper into the arm of the chair and gently bit her tongue. She also pushed herself deeper into the older lady’s lap. She knew she was very wet between her legs and could feel that moisture was making Louise’s dress wet too.

Once she was satisfied that Lucy had been spanked enough with her hand, Louise Jensen placed her hands on Lucy’s back and rested for a moment to get her breath back. She said nothing as she then rubbed the girl’s bottom with her warm hands. Like her hands, Lucy Williams’ bottom was hot.

It was a lovely shade of pink and deeper red in places. The backs of her legs were a deeper shade of red and several handprints from Mrs Jensen’s right hand, were clearly visible on them. She rubbed the girl’s large bottom for a while, listening to the satisfying moans that Lucy was making.

The sixty-four-year-old retired Head Mistress began to realise that her lap was damp and smiled. She could see that Lucy had opened her legs slightly and she gently ran the fingers of her right hand over Lucy’s exposed pussy. She was indeed, very wet and Louise continued to rub her fingers back and forwards, smiling as she heard Lucy’s breathing become deeper also the little gasps of pleasure that Lucy let out as the fingers touched her sweet spot.

Once she felt that Lucy was relaxed, she leaned over and picked up the wooden ruler from the coffee table and began tapping Lucy’s red bottom with it. She did not say a word before Lucy with it on her bottom – quickly wrapping out six smacks with it on each of her bum cheeks.

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!

A short pause and then the procedure was repeated on her other buttock, equally as fast, and equally as painful.

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!

Louise leaned over again, placing the wooden ruler back on the coffee table in front of her. She picked up the well-used slipper from the table and tapped it gently against Lucy’s reddened bottom. The young lady kept her head buried deep into the soft leather arm of the chair and waited for the lady to resume her onslaught against her buttocks.

Out of her sight, Mrs Jensen raised the slipper high above her head, took a deep breath, and brought the size ten slipper down, with as much force as possible, against Lucy Williams’ bottom with a satisfying Thud!

“Twelve smacks, naughty Lucy. Not a word, young lady,” She said but Lucy was not listening. Instead, she was concentrating on the pain in her bottom.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

Louise Jensen paused to readjust her position before wrapping out the final six smacks with the slipper on the large fleshy buttocks that lay before her.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

Again, Mrs Jensen remained silent, looking down at the red hair on Lucy’s head. She reached across to the coffee table where she replaced the slipper and picked up her ebony-backed clothes brush. She ran the bristles over Lucy’s bottom and smiled as she heard the younger lady moan with pleasure.

Lucy pushed her private parts further into Louise’s lap, her navy summer dress becoming increasingly damp. She turned the brush over, raised it in the air and smacked Lucy Williams bottom twelve times with it.

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!

The older lady paused and listened to Lucy’s breathing. She could tell that she was sobbing and smiled to herself. The mature Head Mistress then returned her focus to the job at hand. She wrapped out the final six smacks with the brush, intentionally catching the girl in the crease between buttock and thigh and trying to land each smack as hard as she physically could.

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!

Louise Jensen knew that she had broken Lucy’s resistance at this point. Although she lay relatively still in position over Louise’s knee and hadn’t moved, or squirmed about too much during her punishment, the younger girl was sobbing and sniffing loudly. Mrs Jensen leaned over and placed the brush on the coffee table in front of her before sitting back in the comfortable leather seat.

She touched the bottom lying helpless over her lap, massaging the red buttocks before her in figure-of-eight patterns. This seemed to calm Lucy Williams a little and she soon found herself placing her fingers on Lucy’s pussy and rubbing it, gently at first, but then more vigorously. The young lady’s sobs became interspersed with soft moans of pleasure.

Eventually, Louise Jensen stopped and tapped Lucy’s bottom gently with her right hand.

“Right. Up and go and stand facing the table over there, young lady!” She commanded sternly.

Lucy lay there for a few moments before awkwardly getting to her feet. She stood looking down at Louise, through tear-stained eyes for a second, before turning and walking over to the wooden table in the corner of the living room. Mrs Jensen moved around on the sofa and noticed the small damp patch on her dress where Lucy had been lying for the past twenty or so minutes.

She smiled, got to her feet and walked over to where Lucy was standing, rubbing her warm bottom. Louise said nothing as she picked up her three-tailed leather tawse and smiled as she showed it to Lucy, who continued to sniff and sob.

“Twelve strokes with this, Lucy Williams for your weight loss.” She continued to smile as Lucy sobbed.

“Bend over the armchair, young lady and remember – do not move or you’ll receive extra strokes.” She pointed over to the armchair with the nasty piece of light-tanned leather.

Lucy slowly walked over to the chair and bent right over it, resting her elbows on the far arm of the chair. She then buried her head in her arms and continued sobbing. Mrs Jensen walked over to where Lucy was lying and bent down. She raised Lucy’s dress out of the way once more and then took a step back, working out where she would land her first stroke. Once she was satisfied, she raised the nasty piece of leather over her right shoulder and brought it whistling through the air before it kissed Lucy’s sore bottom with a loud Crack!

Lucy bit deeper into her tongue and wriggled and writhed as the pain registered in her brain. Mrs Jensen waited for a few moments until Lucy had regathered her composure before taking the three-tailed tawse back over shoulder again and bringing it down once more with an almighty Crack!

Expertly, the retired Head Mistress spread her strokes out evenly across Lucy’s red and swollen buttocks.

Crack! Crack! 

Lucy Williams’ left buttock received four strokes with that nasty piece of leather.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! 

Mrs Jensen whipped Lucy’s right buttock with her tawse.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! 

The final four strokes were given on the top of Lucy’s already bruised thighs. Her sobs became louder as she struggled with the pain.

Louise Jensen left Lucy to recover for a few moments. Whilst the young lady lay across the chair sobbing, the mature Head Mistress walked over to the table and laid down her tawse, which had blood on it. She stood for a moment, contemplating her canes, before she picked up the one she wanted.

She swished it loudly through the air and smiled. Louise walked back to Lucy, who continued to keep her head buried in the arm of the leather chair. She was still sniffing and sobbing but her breathing had returned to normal.

Mrs Jensen looked down at the sizeable bottom lying there in front of her. It was red and swollen in places. She could also see the handprints on Lucy’s thighs as well as a cut on her right thigh from the tawse. She took a deep breath before walking over to Lucy’s left-hand side and beginning to tap the young lady’s bottom with her cane.

“Now, Lucy Williams. I am going to give you six of the best with my Junior school cane. This is for you being inconsiderate of others. I shall give you these hard and all you have to do is lie there and take them. Is that clear, girl?” Louise Jensen was already working out where her strokes would land before Lucy replied.

“Yes, Mrs Jensen. Thank you. Mrs Jensen,” Lucy said, in between the sniffs and sobs.

Louise was not going to waste any time and within a second had raised the cane above her head and brought it down as fast as she could across the centre of Lucy’s bottom, landing with a loud Thwack!

Louise took a breath and raised the cane once more.

Thwack!

Lucy wriggled but soon resumed her original position.

Thwack!

Lucy cried out, but Louise Jensen ignored her.

Thwack!

This stroke hit Lucy low on the bottom and she buried her head deeper into the arm of the chair.

Thwack!

Louise left a neat red tram-line across Lucy’s left thigh

Thwack!

Her right thigh received the same treatment.

Mrs Jensen left Lucy to recover for a while. She packed away her implements and placed the bags on the table once she was done. Lucy continued to lie still over the chair and Louise eventually walked over to her, bending down over the girl. She gently stroked Lucy's red hair and smiled.

“Well done Lucy. That’s your punishment over with.”

Louise Jensen stopped stroking the girl’s hair and began looking at the bruised bottom in front of her.

“Wait here and I’ll go and get some things to clean you up, dear.”

Mrs Jensen headed through the kitchen and into the bathroom where she opened my cupboard.

She returned to Lucy and gently began wiping her cuts and bruises with an antiseptic wipe before placing a plaster over the cut on her right thigh. The older lady then opened a tube of Aloe Vera gel and squirted the cool liquid into her right hand with which she rubbed Lucy Williams’ bottom. The sensation made Lucy move around as the cooling gel began to remove some of the sting from her punishment. Louise watched as Lucy raised her head and looked around at her.

“How was that, Lucy?” The strict Head Mistress had gone and the kindly-looking mature lady who she had met about an hour previously had returned.

“Painful. But in a strange way, quite nice, Miss,” Lucy said softly.

“Good. And it’s Louise, my dear.” She smiled.

After a few more moments, Lucy got to her feet and rubbed her bottom. She was just about to pick up her knickers and put them back on when Louise grabbed her left wrist and stopped her. She looked the older lady straight in the eye.

“Let’s go upstairs and see Peter. I think I have a little bit of soothing to do for both of you.” Mrs Jensen moved her hand from Lucy’s wrist and took her right hand, leading her slowly up the stairs.

At the top of the stairs, Louise Jensen gently opened the bedroom door and looked inside. The first thing she saw was Peter, lying naked on the bed, touching himself.

“Naughty boy,” She said softly and walked over to the bed.

Lucy followed her into the large room and stared at her friend. He was red and hot and had obviously been trying to masturbate while she was being punished downstairs. She shook her head at him but said nothing. This was time for Mrs Jensen to take control.

“Peter. Hand off your cock, young man and move over to the right side of your bed.”

He obeyed almost at once. She then looked at Lucy.

“Lucy. Take that dress off and go and lie on the left-hand side of the bed.” Mrs Jensen smiled.

Lucy Williams placed her hands behind her back and slowly unzipped her floral dress, which she then allowed to drop to the floor. She picked it up and neatly placed it on the chair in the corner of the room. Lucy then put her hands behind her back, unfastened her bra and then placed it on top of her dress and then sat down next to Peter on his bed.

“Right. First, I’m going to take you in hand, Lucy – and then I’ll deal with you, young man.” Mrs Jensen squeezed in between them and placed her hands on Lucy’s breasts.

The older lady began kissing and sucking Lucy’s large breasts and slipped her right hand on the younger girl’s pussy. She knew that Lucy was very wet between the legs and slipped her fingers inside, moving slowly and then faster, pushing deeper and deeper listening to Lucy breathe heavier and moaning with pleasure.

Lucy got louder and louder until she finally came and lay back down on the bed. Peter stroked Louise’s back as she was dealing with Lucy and once she had satisfied his friend, she turned her attention to him.

Louise Jensen took Peter's large, throbbing cock in her right hand and gently moved it back and forwards, getting faster and faster as she became turned on herself. He loved the sensation of her silky dress rubbing against his naked flesh and soon ejaculated on her navy dress. She didn’t seem to mind and they all collapsed on the bed.

Shortly afterwards, Louise cleaned herself up the best she could and left them with the instruction of showing how much they loved one another. For the first time in all the years Peter had known Lucy, he explored every inch of her body as they made love for four hours. Lucy Williams played with Peter's cock and masturbated him several times as well as sucking him and taking his juices in her mouth.

Thanks to Mrs Jensen and her unorthodox methods, they became a couple and are still very happy together to this day.

Thanks, Mrs Jensen - from Peter and Lucy