Justice League Jumble
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Amy hadn't been so concerned about being put into detention by Miss Thompson. She was literally on her way out of school to meet Georgina when she had the exchange of words with her teacher which led to the immediate attendance at the detention class. She turned up and saw that there were about a dozen other girls in detention class. It was run by a trainee teacher, Miss Game.
All the girls were still in school uniform. A green and white check gingham short-sleeved dress. It was summer so they only had to wear short white socks.
Miss Game was in a teacher’s style uniform. A white short-sleeved blouse and a dark blue skirt. They could have bare legs in the summer and both did.
To start with the girls had to all write lines which Amy found boring but got on with it. The bigger problem came after about ten minutes when Miss Thompson came into the detention room dressed similarly to Miss Game. Miss Thomson called Amy to the front of the class. As Amy walked towards Miss Thompson her concern increased when the teacher pulled out a chair and sat down.
As Amy got to Miss Thompson, she was told, "Lift your dress up and take your knickers off, young lady. I will not be spoken to like that."
It wasn't unusual for one or two of the girls to be spanked in a detention class. It was generally those who were deemed to be the worst offenders from those in the detention class. Amy had not expected it to be her although was conscious of the fact that she had answered back to Miss Thomson and, on reflection, maybe too rudely. She hadn’t thought so but as she stepped out of her knickers she knew there was no point in arguing.
Amy eased herself across Miss Thomson’s lap and as she felt her teachers hand rubbing her bottom she looked up and sideways and saw a sea of smiling faces from the other girls in the detention class. As always the smiles came from relief that it was not their bottoms that were about to be spanked.
"Get on with your lines, girls." Miss Game ordered.
Amy looked back at the floor and the backs of Miss Thompsons bare legs as the spanking started. It was quite rare for Amy to be spanked. She was never spanked at home although knew that she was not the easiest of teenagers. Her mum was often quite stressed at the way she spoke back to her, or sulked, and the like. She had only been spanked twice before at school and on both occasions this year by Miss Thompson. Most of the girls in her class had been spanked and each one was given at the front of the class in front of everyone. However, the spankings were generally much longer and much harder when in the detention class itself.
Amy was soon struggling as the spanks landed on alternate bottom cheeks progressing to repeated spanks on the same bottom cheek. The stinging overtook her and, unsurprisingly, the tears started to flow. What made a spanking in the detention class more unbearable was that after a few dozen spanks with the hand whoever gave the spanking used a wooden spoon rather than just her hand. It meant the stinging took over far more quickly yet the spanking took long as if given just with a hand. So Amy dissolved into tears after just a short time and continued to cry as the spanks continued to land time and again.
Amy was crying uncontrollably when the spanks suddenly stopped and she heard the order, "Get up, girl, and go back to your chair."
Amy eased herself up from Miss Thompson's lap and, as was required, she turned to her teacher and said between sobs, "Thank you for spanking me, Miss." She then stepped back into her knickers and walked back to her chair, easing herself down although knew that sitting on the wooden chair would be less than comfortable.
Miss Thompson stood up and said to Miss Game, "I will leave you to it. I need to go and watch the school play."
Miss Thompson left the classroom although knew that she was going to leave the school rather than go to the play. She knew that she was taking a risk but she was expected home so that she and her girlfriend, Diane, could go to dinner and then to the theatre. They had booked the seats quite some time ago and before the timing of the school show was set. She knew that wasn't a good enough excuse to miss the show but it was one that both she and Diane really wanted to go and see you. So she quickly went to the staff room and changed in to her dress. A black strappy body hugging dress with a low cleavage. She should have changed at home she realised but was running out of time.
Amy sat in the detention class wiping away her tears and continuing to do the lines. The detention was made slightly easier during the second half when all of the girls were told to stand up facing the front of the class with their hands on their heads. They knew that if they made any noise at all they would be liable to a further detention or even a spanking. Silence reigned.
It did give Amy time to think about what was going to happen after the detention. She knew that Georgina was coming to collect her. Her own mum was away for six weeks and she was staying with Georgina who lived just two doors away. Although there was quite an age difference between Georgina and her own mum they had become friends through the local women's club. Amy also liked Georgina who, although only nine years older than herself, was seen as the next generation up. However, she did find Georgina attractive and had often laid in bed masturbating thinking about making out with Georgina.
Amy also knew that because of the spanking in the detention class she was going to be given a punishment letter. She had had one both times before but her mum lied and just signed it without spanking her. It had had only one question. Did you spank your daughter? The letter had now been changed though to direct the parent much more.
The purpose of the punishment letter was to advise the girl’s parents that their daughter had been disciplined. Several questions were now asked each with a tick box. It asked that the parent give the schoolgirl another spanking at home. It also encouraged the parents to instigate a discipline regime at home which involved spanking going forward, if not already in place. Now the letter had been changed asking the various questions Amy was worried that if her mum received a third punishment letter she would see that the last tick box required the parent to say whether they would introduce spanking on a permanent basis at home. Even though her mum had always held back from using spanking at home she was worried that if such a direct question was asked it might well lead her to do just that which meant she might be spanked forever.
Amy thought about Georgina who was coming to pick her up from school. Unfortunately, because the detention was almost a last-minute thing she was unable to tell Georgina that she would be late coming out from school. She knew that Georgina would have arrived on time and would eventually be told that Amy was in detention and would have to wait. She knew that Georgina would tell her off for sure but that might well be it.
What Amy had to consider was whether to present the punishment letter to Georgina and ask her to deal with her. On the downside she was sure that Georgina would give her a spanking. She might also tick the last box and introduce spanking for the rest of her stay. Although that would have painful consequences for Amy she was working out as she stood there with her hands on her head whether that was still the better option to asking the school to wait until her mum got back.
So with her hands on her head Amy came to the conclusion that the safer option was to ask Georgina to deal with the punishment letter. That would of course involve Georgina giving her another spanking tonight and that may well end up with her being subjected to further spankings if she misbehaved whilst she stayed with Georgina. Still, it was a risk she would have to take she told herself.
What Amy then found as she stood there with her hands on her head was that she was starting to get feelings of arousal that she only normally got when reading a romantic novel or seeing a romantic film. She masturbated in bed almost every night thinking about one or other of those things. She couldn't quite understand why she was now getting those same feelings when she thought about going across Georgina's lap. She came to the conclusion that it was because she quite fancied Georgina even though she was a few years’ older than her. She had masturbated thinking about her often enough as well.
Eventually the detention ended and all of the girls streamed out of the detention classroom. Amy saw Georgina waiting for her and smiled as she approached. "I am sorry, Georgina. I didn't get a chance to tell you I was in detention."
Amy thought that Georgina was actually quite relaxed about it and so started to have second thoughts about the punishment letter. However, she mentioned it and nodded when Georgina said they would discuss it at home. When they came across Miss Thompson coming out of the female teacher’s toilets and she and Georgina had their exchange of comments that seemed to have hidden meanings. Amy felt that Miss Thompson seemed more reserved than she was when she spoke to parents usually. It must mean something, she told herself. So as they walked towards the car Amy once again told herself that she was right to ask Georgina to deal with the punishment letter.
When they got into the car Amy waited just a few moments before saying to Georgina, "I know that we said we would discuss the punishment letter when we got home. However, I want to say something in case I don't have the courage to do so when we do get home."
Georgina looked at Amy momentarily and replied, "Okay, Amy. What do you want to say?"
Amy blushed as she said what she had practised in the detention class. "I got the letter because I was spanked in the detention class. It seems I was ultra-rude to Miss Thomson. Anyway, I have the letter and I really would prefer that you dealt with the punishment letter without telephoning mum. Please will you give me the spanking and sign the letter."
Georgina of course now knew what the letter said and in particular about introducing spanking as a standard means of discipline at home. She had enjoyed giving Miss Thompson her spanking as well as giving her the cane. She knew that she would not be caning Amy but rather enjoyed the thought of having her bare bottom looking up at her from her lap as she turned it bright red. Or even redder of course as Amy had already been spanked once. She was even getting the same flutters going through her pussy that she got when spanking Miss Thompson. So she asked wickedly but with a smile, "So if I give you a spanking today, what happens if you misbehave tomorrow or the next day? As you know, you can be difficult to deal with at times, like all teenagers I suppose. However, what if you needed to be disciplined at home?"
Amy was going to ask Georgina to introduce spanking in any case but was actually pleased that she had asked the question. "You will find one of the questions that you need to answer when signing the letter is whether you will introduce spanking at home as a standard form of discipline. That's another reason why I wanted to discuss this with you now rather than be faced with the question when you had the pen in your hand. I would like you to introduce spanking for me whilst I am still staying with you and therefore please do tick that box when the time comes. I know that I am sometimes difficult but don't intend to be. I would hope that over the next four weeks whilst I am still living with you that you will spank me enough times to make me change my general attitude. I really do hope so anyway."
Georgina was impressed with Amy's approach. It's certainly seemed to match her own so maybe they were even more alike than she thought.
Georgina replied, "I will do as you ask, Amy. So just to be clear, when we get home you will do your homework, have supper, and then have a shower. That should all be done by 7:30. You will then go to my bedroom in your nightdress and wait for me. I will come up, put you across my lap, and give you your spanking. I will then complete the letter after putting you to bed."
Amy swallowed hard as the program of events was spelt out. Of course it all made perfect sense because being sent to bed early was a quite natural addition to the punishment of being spanked. In any case, she knew that she would be crying her eyes out and there was no better place to recover than lying on her tummy in bed. Not that she had the experience of that, but some of her friends were regularly spanked and that was what they said was best for them. Some also giggled when they said that it gave them extra time to masturbate. At the time Amy thought that was a joke but as she sat in the car and listened to Georgina’s stern voice she was getting those same feelings of arousal that she felt when thinking about being spanked whilst standing with her hands on her head in the detention class.
"I understand, Georgina." Amy replied. After a moment she added, “I don’t have a nightdress with me. I don’t actually wear one in the summer and go to bed just in my knickers. I do have a robe.”
Georgina was taken aback but didn’t see that as a problem. She replied lightly, “In that case no nightdress isn’t an issue. No need to wear the robe either.”
Amy smiled but knew she would be embarrassed having to stay in Georgina’s bedroom almost naked. She would at least wear her knickers she supposed, although they would come off pretty quickly anyway. Still, everything seemed sorted and 7:30 seemed a long way off.
Amy was surprised but she was able to chat happily with Georgina for the rest of the car journey. Maybe it was because everything was settled for the evening.
Georgina was surprised that Amy chatted so happily in the car after it was decided how her evening would be spent. Maybe it was because she had agreed to deal with the punishment letter and not tell Amy's mum. She could easily understand why Amy would prefer her to deal with the punishment letter rather than her mum. That last question was a testing one and maybe Amy was concerned that her mum would tick that final box which would change the balance of power immediately.
Once they arrived back home Georgina reminded Amy to do her homework whilst she got supper ready. Georgina allowed Amy half-an-hour to do her homework which was the normal length of time it took.
Georgina used the time to good effect. With Amy in the dining room downstairs Georgina went to her bedroom and lay on the bed. Her fingers were soon inside her knickers and running along her very damp pussy as she brought herself to an orgasm picturing Miss Thomson’s red bottom across her lap. She ran her fingers up and down her pussy lips and as her breath shortened so she eased her fingers inside her pussy and found her clit. She let out erotic gasp after longer and deeper erotic gasp until she brought herself to a wonderfully wild orgasm. A second orgasm quickly followed and she reckoned on more when in bed later on.
There was dinner and spanking Amy before bedtime though Georgina reminded herself as she made her way downstairs and in to the kitchen.
Amy was slightly more reserved during dinner but was still happy to chat with Georgina. They discussed what they were going to do at the weekend which included a shopping trip to find Amy a party dress for the following weekend. Amy's mum had left enough cash to pay for all of Amy's expenses during the six weeks she was staying with her and that included knowing that Amy would need to buy the party dress. Georgina actually enjoyed the discussion about what kind of dress Amy wanted and it also helped pass the time enjoyably.
Once supper was over Georgina looked more sternly at Amy and said, "It's time for your shower. You have fifteen-minutes to have your shower, get dried, and get to my bedroom. If you dally you will get an even harder spanking." Georgina gave the threat in order to confirm her position of authority and to see whether Amy was going to give her some kind of retort.
In the event, Amy blushed as she got up swallowing hard and replied, "I will be ready in time."
As Amy made her way upstairs she knew that she was feeling rather more tense than she had expected. She knew the spanking was going to hurt, just as it had done when Miss Thompson spanked her earlier on. She supposed being spanked twice in one day would hurt much more the second time. She smiled though firstly as she thought she would not be able to sit down at all tomorrow, but secondly as she felt those feelings of arousal flutter around her vagina. As she undressed and got ready for the shower she touched her pussy lips and smiled again as she realised she was so damp. She wondered whether Georgina had the same feelings although supposed that was unlikely. After all, giving a spanking was something that was done to punish the person being spanked. She doubted that Georgina would be getting aroused by the thought of dishing out that pain to her.
Georgina watched as Amy walked out of the kitchen. She thought that she looked so sweet in her school uniform. It reminded her that Amy was much younger than herself. When Amy was wearing her weekend clothes and in particular when she dressed to go out she certainly looked far older than her sixteen-years. She would certainly feel much younger as well when she was lying across her lap getting her bottom spanked. Still, Georgina did feel the same flutters again in her pussy as she felt when spanking Miss Thompson. She wondered whether there actually was a difference between spanking a woman much older than herself or a girl rather younger than herself. On reflection, she supposed she had more in common with Amy and at times could see themselves as being girlfriends. Even so, that was still rather different to acting as Amy's mother whilst her real mother was away for six weeks.
Georgina had already cleared the table and washed up when she heard the shower start. She decided to have a glass of wine to calm her nerves and as she took the last sip the shower ended. She could hear movement upstairs and knew that Amy was drying herself. Georgina pictured a now naked Amy and again felt those flutters of arousal. She told herself that right then she would prefer to make out with Amy rather than spank her but reminded herself of the responsibilities she took on when agreeing to look after her for six weeks. Making out with her was hardly responsible. On the other hand, Amy needed to be spanked and Georgina knew to focus on that right now. She knew that she had to give Amy a long and hard spanking. That was a requirement in the letter and she was certainly going to do that. After all Amy hadn't been so cheeky as to ask her to just sign the letter without a spanking. She knew it was what she deserved. Just as she knew being spanked going forward would most likely make her a better behaved young lady. Maybe that even showed Amy's increasing maturity, Georgina thought.
The sound of movement upstairs told Georgina that Amy was walking towards her bedroom. She decided to wait a couple of minutes to allow Amy to wait in silence knowing that as soon as she heard footsteps coming up the stairs her spanking was imminent. She was surprised that Amy didn't wear a nightdress but only knickers. It was summer but thought all girls just wore summer nightdresses. So be it, she told herself. Of course she had not seen Amy naked before. She had seen her in a bikini but that wasn't quite the same. She was looking forward to the sight.
Georgina checked her watch and saw it was moments away from 7:30. So she stood up and made her way upstairs. As she walked upstairs she wondered with a smile if Miss Thomson was right then across her girlfriend’s lap getting her second spanking of the day.
Amy wasn't regretting not having a nightie. Certainly she didn't expect to be walking about the house naked although she didn’t find it humiliating. Well not as humiliating as having to bend across Georgina’s lap. So as she sat on Georgina's bed thinking about the spanking to come she wondered what Georgina would think of her near naked body. Of course it would be wholly naked when she stepped out of her knickers. Maybe she shouldn't have put them on after her shower but felt it gave her some feeling of propriety. Still, when she heard the sound of footsteps on the staircase she forgot all about that and just thought about a woman she fancied who was about to give her a spanking.
Amy stood up as she heard Georgina about to enter the bedroom. She felt she had to show the same level of respect she showed the teachers at school. They after all were authority figures and Amy liked the idea of treating Georgina with the same respect. After all she fully expected to be spanked several more times before her mum got home and so it felt right to start to treat her with more respect. Even before her first spanking at home.
Georgina walked in to her bedroom just as Amy stood up. She almost froze as she saw her naked body. Her hair flowed down her shoulders. Her breasts were fuller than just pert although not as full as her own. Her tummy was flat and her arms and legs well-toned from the time she spent jogging in the park and doing weights in her room. She was jealous actually as Amy's body was better toned than her own. Maybe jogging and lifting weights would work for her as well? The look of admiration was momentary as she did not want to be seen to gawk and so walked over to her dressing table chair, turned it to face in to the room, and sat down.
"Knickers off," Georgina ordered.
Was that a look of attraction from Georgina, Amy wondered? However, she had to follow instructions and blushed as she pushed her knickers down to her ankles stepping out of them and putting them on the bed. She stood up straight and looked tensely at Georgina. She looked so attractive with her stern face glaring back at her. She wanted to kiss and make out with her but knew she needed to accept her authority over her and be spanked. That was what she needed and it would help her change her behaviour. Her friends told her often enough that she needed to mature as she was nearly seventeen and next year would be going to Uni. So this was very much part of her move to maturing. She did laugh to herself thinking how silly the thought was. How did getting spanked help her mature? Still, she knew it was right for her and keeping to pre-set boundaries and suffering a spanking each time she breached the boundary would be a sharp lesson. Maybe not a short sharp lesson but rather a long and hard lesson but at her age that was going to be what was needed. Even so getting aroused didn't matter so much as she would certainly be masturbating when in bed. That was second best to actually making out and maybe after Uni she and Georgina could still get together. She would be much more mature by then, she told herself.
"Get across my lap," Georgina ordered.
Amy swallowed hard as she eased herself down across Georgina's lap. She saw that Georgina's dress had ridden right up and so her bare tummy would be lying on Georgina's bare thighs. How cool was that, she asked herself? Really cool. Bare skin on bare skin. When she lowered her weight on to Georgina's thighs she felt like coming there and then. However once her head was inches from the floor it was ever so clear how precarious and submissive her position was as she looked at the backs of Georgina's bare legs and saw her own legs dangling on the far side of the chair.
Georgina held her breath and kept a stoic face as Amy's breasts passed so close to her. She so wanted to take those taut nipples between her lips but knew she mustn't. Mind you she suddenly wondered how come Amy's nipples were so taut. Was she aroused as Miss Thomson had so clearly been aroused when she was spanked? If she was then just what was it about being spanked that was such a turn on? Then she thought she answered her own question when she realised that she was getting as aroused at the thought of spanking Amy as she had been spanking Miss Thomson. She reckoned that Amy and her were both aroused but for different reasons. Amy was most likely aroused because of the thought of the pain she was going to suffer and maybe by being submissive, whilst she was aroused by being in charge and knowing she was going to reduce Amy to tears. Maybe that was being horrid, she thought in a panic? More likely though she was sure that Amy wanted to be spanked to help her behave better and being turned on by it was a happy side benefit. She had a friend who kept referring to spanking her boyfriend’s bottom and the boyfriend made jokes about it as well and so she now reckoned that talking about spanking turned them both on. She would be asking her friend if she actually did spank her boyfriend and if she didn’t already would be encouraging her to do so now.
Georgina saw that Amy’s bottom was already a deep shade of red but knew to ignore that and assume she was starting with an unspanked bottom. She raised her hand and brought it down smartly on Amy’s red bottom cheek and heard the grunt that told her it must have hurt. She used the same strength to spank Amy’s other bottom cheek which was met by another grunt so she proceeded to land spank after spank on alternate bottom cheeks and each spank was met by louder and louder grunts some of which sounded like an, ‘ow.’
Amy started to squirm as the stinging took a hold far quicker than when Miss Thomson spanked her earlier on. She was now sure that being spanked for the second time in one day was far more painful. So it was proving to be as she could not stop herself squirming around on Georgina’s lap and kicking her legs. Once again the feelings of arousal were gone and instead she had feelings of remorse. She kept telling herself how silly she had been to be rude to Miss Thomson. The thing was that she got overconfident. She had only been spanked twice before, albeit both times by Miss Thomson. However, she had been almost as direct before and not got a detention. So she must have been more direct than usual. To be fair that is just about what Miss Thomson had told her when she was across her lap in the detention class. Well she won’t be so rude ever again. Nor to Georgina now she had disciplinary control over her.
Georgina kept on landing the spanks and as Amy stayed in position she was happy to spank her harder and harder. Once Georgina saw Amy’s bottom was glowing bright red she started to spank time and again on the same bottom cheek and listened as the ‘ow’s,’ and grunts got louder and louder until she heard Amy start to sob. That was her signal to start to spank the backs of Amy’s legs and then the waterworks really started.
Amy was regretting asking Georgina to comply fully with the punishment letter. It didn’t really have to be as hard a spanking as she was being given. Maybe she didn’t want to be spanked ever again and wanted to be a naughty teenager forever? Anyway she just wanted the spanking to be over with and maybe she would never forgive Georgina for spanking her so hard.
Georgina used the spanking as payback for all the times Amy had been difficult or moody in the two weeks she had stayed so far. She did that to wipe the slate clean and so any future spanking would be earned on its own accord.
Amy didn't think a spanking could hurt so much as she squirmed and kicked and cried out to show how much Georgina was hurting her but all to no avail.
Georgina could see Amy struggling but wanted to show her who was in charge and how the spanking regime really did need to be looked on as a deterrent. However, she knew she had to stop spanking at some time and when Amy's bottom cheeks and legs were glowing red she did stop and listened to the continuing crying with some satisfaction that she had taught Amy a deserved lesson.
Amy continued to cry well after the spanking stopped. She never wanted to be spanked again no matter what, she told herself. However, as she calmed down she realised that being spanked so hard was probably precisely the right thing for Georgina to have done. It was exactly the incentive she needed to make her behave better. She doubted she would get away without another spanking during her stay with Georgina but if she got a few more spankings like this she reckoned she would behave well forever. So now the spanking was over instead of hating Georgina she loved her even more.
Georgina rubbed Amy’s bottom and made calming maternal noises and as Amy did calm down she rubbed the backs of her legs. She was surprised when Amy parted her legs and raised her bottom as though she wanted her pussy lips rubbed but she held back.
Amy was getting nicely back to normal as her bottom and legs were rubbed. The immediate pain of the spanking was replaced by a more sensuous albeit still intense stinging. However, as she lay across Georgina’s lap and her vision cleared and her crying reduced to sobbing so she reminded herself that she had earned the spanking and Georgina had just done what was needed. So as Georgina rubbed her inner thighs she even forgot she was under punishment and parted her legs and raised her bottom as she did so often when in bed when lying on her tummy and masturbating. She realised too late but lowered her tummy and closed her legs just to make sure she didn’t make Georgina feel uncomfortable.
Georgina momentarily considered running her fingers just once along Amy’s pussy lips to see if she were really aroused but her legs closed before she could. On reflection she was happier with not knowing for sure, she supposed.
“You can get up,” Georgina ordered but in a gentler voice. “You took your spanking very well,” Georgina added.
Amy eased herself up from Georgina’s lap and started to rub her bottom. She stepped from foot to foot but didn’t care her pussy lips were on show. That was far less humiliating than her stinging bottom.
Georgina enjoyed the dance for a few moments and then ordered, “Off to bed, then. Don’t get up until I come in to your room in the morning. Well, unless you need the toilet in which case you go straight there, do your business, and then go straight back to bed. Understood?”
A still teary Amy said a wet, “Yes, Georgina.”
Georgina watched Amy walk out of her bedroom still rubbing her bottom. She looked just as sweet as she had done in her school uniform except she was naked and had a burning red bottom and tops of legs. She would be sleeping on her tummy tonight, she told herself.
Georgina stayed in her room for a few minutes before going and listening outside Amy’s bedroom door. She wanted to check if Amy was asleep. In fact, judging from the noise coming from Amy’s room she knew she wasn’t asleep just yet.
Amy was crying and rubbing her bottom as she looked at Georgina and heard her order her to go to bed. Amy was feeling really sorry for herself as the spanking had been much harder than she had expected. However, as she made her way across the hallway she knew that Georgina had been exactly correct. It was absolutely right to give her such a hard spanking knowing the new disciplinary regime was now in place. Georgina had shown her in one easy lesson that any misbehaving was going to lead to a series of long and hard spanking's. Amy knew that to be the case and also knew that while she was bound to fail over the next four weeks, several times no doubt, she would in time learn that behaving was the right way forward.
So as Amy lay down in bed, on her tummy, her thoughts turned to Georgina. The beautiful and oh so dominant Georgina. Her bottom was now stinging but she had learned a very important lesson. Not just to behave, but that she owed a lot to Georgina for being so strict. So as she eased her hand under her tummy and ran her fingers along her pussy lips she thought how wonderful it was that she had been spanked. Yes, it hurt, and yes it was very painful, and yes the stinging was almost unbearable. However, how good it was to have a friend who thought so much of her to deal with her so severely, so strictly, but oh so lovingly. As Amy ran her fingers up and down her wet pussy lips, edged her fingers inside her pussy and found her taut clit, flicking it time and again, and brought herself to the most amazing orgasm, she hoped she would feel the same way after every spanking she was bound to get from Georgina in the next four whole weeks. She certainly hoped so anyway.
Georgina listened to the increasingly erotic groans that told her that Amy was masturbating. She wasn't annoyed though. She knew that Amy deserved to be spanked, and had even asked her to do it when in the car. She could certainly understand why Amy would prefer a spanking from her rather than from her mum as whatever happened it was just four weeks to go until she went back to her own home. So by knowing Amy masturbated it told Georgina that she had four weeks to try out the benefits of a strict discipline regime which she fully intended enforcing. Not just because Amy wanted her to but because she knew that spanking, and indeed the threat of being spanked, was exactly the incentive Amy needed to improve her behaviour. If she masturbated afterwards then so be it. Amy would still be the one with a stinging bottom.
Georgina listened to the increasingly intense orgasmic sounds coming from Amy's room and then the final long gasp that told her she had come. She rather assumed that Amy would masturbate again before actually going to sleep.
Georgina made her way back to my own bedroom and undressed. She did so picturing Amy across her lap and her increasingly reddened bottom. However, she also thought the unthinkable. She pictured Amy as she was naked standing in front of her with her flowing long hair, her beautifully shaped breasts, her flat tummy, her well-toned arms and legs, and her pussy. So as she lay on her back her fingers quickly found her own very wet pussy, edged inside, found her clit, and brought herself to the first amazing orgasm of the night. As she recovered she knew that she would bring herself to several more orgasms thinking not just about Amy’s bottom but also of her beautiful face, and fabulous body and perhaps best of all a pussy that she would love to lick and give tongue sex too. Of course she quite liked the idea of Amy returning the favour and giving her tongue sex too. However, for the next four weeks she knew that she had to play the maternal figure and whenever Amy was naughty she would have no choice but to lower her knickers, put her across her lap, and give her yet another long and very hard spanking.
So as both Amy and Georgina fell asleep they both knew that the overriding lesson from today was that the new disciplinary regime was now in place and would operate for the rest of the time that Amy was staying at Georgina's house. Neither of them was going to complain. Both knew that the new regime was for Amy's benefit. Equally, they both thought that afterwards there would be the opportunity for them both to become friends, to go out, and indeed to make out allowing both to give the other the tongue sex they both craved. Time would tell.
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Incest(Disclaimer: The following story is purely fictional of Victoria Justice and Madison Reed. Any similarities between reality and this fantasy is purely coincidental and unintentional. This story takes place on the date that Madison, the younger of the two, turned of legal age.) “It’s okay, I know you’ll be allowed in. The club is eighteen and up,” Victoria Justice told her s*ster, Madison, as she parked in the lot next to the Pangea Lounge in their home-town on Hollywood, Florida.“Awesome! I've...
Justice? The detective came into the interview room, and placed a tape recorder on the table. A pretty young woman followed him, and took the seat he indicated. "All right, before we begin, I have to remind you of your rights. You have the right to keep silent, but anything you do say can be used against you . You have the right to have an attorney present, and if you can't afford one, we will provide you one at no cost. Do you understand?" "Yes, I understand, detective. But I...
Stuart sat at the back of the court listening to the judge’s decision. The defendant was given a large fine, banned from driving, and a hundred hours community service. Stuart shook his head in disgust.Lily had been seven years old when this bitch had hit her on the street where Stuart lived. Another victim of drink driving, just one more statistic. And the judge had released her back into the world, instead of locking her up.There was no justice, or so it seemed.Stuart had heard the screeching...
Owensville, Texas was once a booming town; shipping ore from a large mine just outside the town limits. There was a railroad spur to ship the ore, first to El Paso and then on to smelters back east; but when the mine played out so did the prosperous future of Owensville. Twice a year a train would come down the spur to pick up cattle that local ranchers sent to market. The town proper now consisted of a wide street flanked by weather beaten buildings and stores; many of which were closed and...
“This can’t be justice” he said pitifully. 4 months ago John was out late in the evening jogging and was hit by a car, he suffered a spinal injury and lost the use of his body from the waist down including the use of his penis, The car was full of young black males who were out celebrating their last high school football game, the driver was drunk like his passengers and he had not seen John jogging across the street. The court case was farcical due to the judge presiding it. Judge...
Emma Frost was approaching the striptease club known as The Justice Club. The White Queen was in her old uniform consisting of a white corset and white fur cape. To those who saw her, she appeared as a generic man who was rather large and no one would trouble the big man. Ever since she had taken over the school for Xaiver and started teaching the Generation X kids. She had slowly been losing money. Emma needed some place to invest money, and she heard that this place was starting to be a...
Chapter I The Scarlet Witch received the message from Charles Xavier at Avengers Mansion. She carefully listened to what the leader of the X-Men had to say and then agreed to assist him. It seemed that several young mutants belonging to Generation X, including Jubilation Lee, had gone missing. Jubilee's guardians had expected a visit from her for her birthday, and became concerned when she didn't show up. Professor Xavier had used his powerful telepathic powers to trace Generation X mentor...
I know not how long it was that I was aware of something. It came as a great shock to me when I realized it had penetrated the thick fog of my coma-like existence. Many beings had I dreamed of during my slumber, but none had so bright a soul nor so resolute a personality as to make my soul sing with the need to be nearer to it. I was surprised at how far away this person was, once my newly awakened senses began functioning. There were many leagues between my new master and me, for I was sure...
(Watchtower) To Think, That Five Short Years Ago, He Was An Ordinary College Student, and Now He Was Standing In The Justice Leagues Watchtower, a Recent Addition. John Had To Keep himself from Wetting himself in Excitement. He Had Previously been the Protege of Guy Gardner, and Was One of the Few Non-Green Lantern Lanterns in the League. His Ring was Born from the Power Of Hope Itself. But Even Without The Ring, He Was Powered. Super Strength, Super Endurance, Skimming, Heat Vision, X-Ray...
Justice in 2026 by Jenile Efhratum The Frame, Conviction & Sentence Year 2026 I was just a normal young man trying to get his bearings on life after a messy divorce. I had been married to a lovely girl, Carolyn, but three years into our marriage, she said she wanted out and also wanted alimony, most of my property, and I really think the blood from my veins. It was just three days after we had returned from Aspen after a wonderful two weeks of skiing. At least they...
JUSTICE FOR ROBIN by Susan Fantasy CHAPTER ONE: TROUBLE IN THE BUSBIE CLAN 1. Tennis pro turned math teacher Dr. Busbie's forty-one year old Lesbianite sister, Helen, was a very attractive woman. The slight Mongol element she had that came from a Russian ancestor was hardly noticeable; it was not nearly as evident as it was in the case of her brother. Not that this would necessarily spoil her looks if it showed, for Eurasian people can be good looking - and her...
Justice ****** John sighed with relief as he saw the hands of the clock edging to 5. Nowadays he always felt that the workday would just never come to an end, and yet he also dreaded coming home to Sandy. It was not always like that for him. why, only six months ago he was a rising young executive, whose future with Consoladated seemed assured. Assured that is, till his atavistic male chauvinistic attitudes got him into deep trouble.He looked down at the keyboard...funny how fast he...
JUSTICE: THE TALE OF PANDORA TRASK (C) 2020, 2021 by Anthony Durrant "Dorrie! Dorrie! Can you hear me, Dorrie?" a man's voice whispered in Pandora Trask's ear. "Yuh...youh...yeas!" she cried, and the voice whispered again into her ear, "The surgery's pover and your brain is now in the skull of the frozen body we found in the wilds of Northern Europe. You're now in a private room, and will ramain hre for some time while your body and brain knit together." "But what about...
When I look back at my life and the events that have led me to this place in time and a decision I now have to make you'd think I'd feel more ... well anger, hate, bitterness to name but a few, instead all I feel is numb. A numbness that currently clouds my judgement, affects my thinking and makes me mourn the loss of any feelings or emotions, or would no doubt if I could mourn. My name doesn't matter, not really, though you can call me Peter and my tale such as it is goes back over twenty...
The digital readout of the alarm clock showed 2:38 AM on a Friday morning as I groggily reached for the phone. "Please help me, Jimmy," the soft voice sobbed. "They hurt me. They hurt me real bad." A cold fist clinched over my heart as I recognized the voice of my baby sister. "Where are you, Angie," I asked as I instantly became fully awake. "I don't know," she wept. "I think there are still two of them here. They're going to rape me some more." "Leave your phone on but...
THE WATCHTOWER The Watchtower, headquarters of the JLA (Justice League of America). It was a large space station that was parked on the moon. The station was made of promethium and its technology based on a mixture of Martian, Kryptonian, Thanagarian, Earth as well as New Genesis and Apokolips. Inside the Watchtower was the Monitor Womb, the heart of the Watchtower. This was where the JLA monitored everything that happened on Earth, with its vast computer/communications/sensors network. As...
Out of darkness we were brought forth into the Light of the Divine, forged by the hands of the fifteen Lords and Ladies of Heaven to bring wisdom and justice to those who came before us. For we were the Second Divine Miracle, the second time those who watch over creation came together to combine their might. My consciousness awoke to the feel of Sol, Dispenser of Justice, raising me in front of him with a slight smile of pride and satisfaction. As were they, we numbered fifteen, each to go to...
The justice league are the defenders of Earth, the greatest heroes humanity has to offer. But even they are not infallible. Even the mightiest of superheroes can be taken down a peg with just one lucky blow, one unfortunate circumstance, one unlucky matchup... or just the right amount of pressure to the right areas. And from there, anything can happen. Luckily the sort of people who would knock out a Justice Leaguer is never the sort who would abuse such a position of power after the fact......
As most of you are probably aware, the last weekend in June marks the largest music festival in the UK at Glastonbury. Being England, unfortunately you can't rely on the weather being wall to wall sunshine. In all honesty, you can pretty much guarantee that you're going to get wet at some point over the weekend. This year was no exception and by Friday afternoon, the sunglasses and sun hats had been replaced with rain-hoods and brollies.Being the optimistic type, I always try to find the...
The girl in front of me adjusted a faded red cloth in her back pocket, stuffing it farther down as if to assure herself that it was still there. I couldn’t help noticing how the cloth draped over the pocket, following the movement of her butt as her weight shifted. The legs of her snug fitting jeans hid the tops of sturdy, yet worn, work boots. She was paying for, I took notice, two six packs of cheep beer which the clerk was placing in separate bags, a pack of medium sized cigars went in one...
In the quarters of Zatanna the Magician at the Hall of Justice, the woman sat at a table surrounded by trinkets and books that she had been collecting for some time, not for any dire situation really, just a hobby really. NONE of the items were dangerous, not by any stretch of the imagination but they were certainly powerful. One was a crystal ball that told her when she had forgotten something, she got that cheap at a shop in little china. One was a voodoo doll of Batman with over a dozen pins...
Justice For My Brother By Princess Chapter 1 She has little or no memory of her childhood. She knew she had a twin. Most official records said that she was the only child to her single mother Melissa Wisecarver. But she had a few memories of living with a brother when she was very young. Christine Wisecarver thought she was happy. She had lived a good life until around a year ago. She began having vicious nightmares of a little boy. IN her dreams the boy was very sad and...
Nicole paced the empty men's locker room, pausing only occasionally to check her phone. "It's almost time," she said putting her phone in her jean pocket, "Those assholes are going to regret what they did." Nicole felt her fists clench as she thought of how the high school football team had mocked her friend Ashley when she tried out for placekicker. She remembered how Ashley had come to her a sobbing wreck after most of the team had either suggested or physically harassed...
JUSTICE FOR BOBBY By Rhayna Tera, copyright 2019 Warning: Horror. Author's Note: To the credit of its author, one story on FM disturbed me to the conclusion that, in order to sleep better at night, I needed to write a moral counterpoint to it. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely...
Justice by EmileThis work is fantasy, and the author does not advocate anything other than consensual sex with adults. Copyright 2007---- The three studs were court martialled for bringing the service into disrepute when their diaries of sexual conquests, on mission and at base, on and off duty, were officially "discovered" by their commander during a night raid. The troops had known for years, egging them on to more daring and filthy adventures, each trying to outdo the other for the audacity...
Justice under the New Laws: by The Bitchfinder-General Part Two: Sarah in the Stocks: At eight o'clock sharp the following morning, the senior policeman and histeam arrived to let Sarah out of the pillory at last. The senior officer washolding the end of a fire hose attached to a water hydrant on the main road. "Youcan turn the tap on now," he told his colleague. Once the water was turned on, the senior policeman aimed the hose right atSarah's face and body. He knew from previous...
The girl in front of me adjusted a faded red cloth in her back pocket, assuring her self that it was still there. I couldn't help noticing how the cloth draped over the pocket; following the movement of her butt as she shifted her weight. The legs of her snug-fitting jeans hid the tops of sturdy, yet worn, work boots. She was paying for, I took notice, two six-packs of inexpensive beer which the clerk was placing in separate paper bags, a pack of medium sized cigars went in one of the bags...
Appendix I: The Gods of Titia-Lohr Avra (ăv-rä): Goddess of Love and Children; Patron of suitors and the innocent Cealie (sēl-ē): Goddess of the Home and Women; Patron of womankind and Guardian of the Hearth Fabialrhae (făb-ē-äl-rā): Goddess of the Earth and Agriculture; Patron of farmers Genifer-Elia (gĕn-ĭ-fer ĕ-lē-ä): Mother of the Universe; Goddess of Fire and Light; Patron of rangers, mothers, and the Clerics of Light Kaspar-Dei (kăs-pär dā): God of Travel and Commerce; Twin of...
It was almost sundown in the city. Myka stared imperiously ahead as Gnusyl bore them through the streets of Port Meikari in a plodding gate that quickly brought them to the plaza in the center of the city where the governmental complex was located. The colossal home of the Council of Houses, with its columned portico and sculpted portal, stood opposite the grand palace of the Royal Governor with its vivid green campus and stately fruit trees. Ringing the rest of the plaza were the office...
When their little group stopped for the night that first day, Jonar learned that Lord Lailar brought with him the most skilled Gnathar instructors in Port Meikari as an escort. Being instructors with skills so great that they were rarely let out of the city, they were more than happy to leap at a chance to travel to the capital with their commander. All that day as they rode, Jonar was aware of their silent scrutiny, both the men's scrutiny of him and their Gnaths' appraisal of Gnusyl. The...
Doszar was almost exactly halfway between Port Meikari and the capital. As they stopped on their first night out from the dilapidated village, they realized it was going to take them a bit more time to get from Doszar to Hynost-Qaanzyr than it took to get to the tiny village. A warm front was moving in from the south, causing the snow-clogged roads to turn into a river of oozing mud. Gnaths are huge animals with wide, gripping feet that can travel at a shocking rate on almost any terrain. The...
The doors to the throne room were guarded, again, by huge armored Gnathar wielding mace-axes. The monotony of seeing the same guards everywhere almost relegated them to the status of furniture in the mind of Jonar. And he used the concept of huge in his own mind relatively, as none of them came up to even his chin in height. They were everywhere, their visored countenances' silent promises of violence made empty by the commonplace nature of the threat. Jonar simply stopped noticing them and...
Sharn nudged his horse into a canter, his eyes barely registering the grotesque Dei-Xhan territory markers slowly decomposing around him as they swung by their ankles in the wind moaning through the mountain passes. He was barely twenty leagues away from the City of Lun, the largest smuggling and merchant center of the Dei-Xhan principality of Lunland as well as a Holy City to the worshippers of Lun. This new matter was taking him away from collecting the bounty on a highly prized sorceror...
Maseryk looked through narrowed eyes at the sorcerors, holding the spell he had just muttered in his hands. The intense heat of the ball of pure energy was almost enough to burn through the protection spells woven into his gauntlets. The Dei-Xhan were all panting heavily, two of Lord Dzar's votaries had collapsed, exhausted. Lord Bzas had incapacitated the warriors and was now free to concentrate on the Dei-Xhan lord, giving the dark sorceror pause. "You fight well for a mongrel...
The Darwyth Pride rumbled towards Mount Gyru, slowly climbing the easy slopes of the lower elevations on the western face. They could see a massive encampment just below them boiling with men and horses and elph-tor, all slowly streaming up the northern face of the mountain and curving westward to meet him and his companion's Pride. The cloudy sky over head was roiling in the gloomy dusk of the Netherland winter and even though night was not far behind, the sky was strangely luminous. Where...
The Dei-Xhan removed his mask and looked down upon the giant of a Gnathar child, disbelieving. The same spell that had incinerated the Gnath had not only been cleaved in half by the child's weapon to explode harmlessly down slope, but neither axe nor Gnathar were damaged in any visible way. "Boy, where did you acquire that weapon?" the sorceror inquired in an almost haughtily cultured manner. Jonar gazed implacably up at the sorceror and shrugged. "Not that it will matter to you, but...
Allie was brushing her teeth a second time trying to get the scent and taste of Molly out of her mouth. She didn’t go down on broads too often because she was a lot more interested in cock than pussy but she was really curious to see if Molly’s rug matched her red drapes up above and why she was so high-priced for a Casino hostess with the seal of approval on her heart-shaped rump. Her exam for the bar was scheduled over in a courthouse annex close to the Rio Casino well off the strip and...
Helen Thomson was rubbing her bottom as she took the punishment letter from Georgina. She had tear-filled eyes and knew she also had tear streams down her face. She was still surprised she had actually cried during the caning as very few of the girls she caned at school did cry. Well, not unless they got nine or more strokes anyway. Still, she half smiled at Georgina and said, "Thank you for spanking and caning me. I deserved it. "She saw the momentary look of surprise on Georgina's face which...
SpankingGeorgina Minter was in the car park waiting for Amy to come out from school. Georgina was twenty-five years old and was looking after Amy who was her neighbours sixteen-year-old daughter.It was a hot summers day and Georgina was in a sleeveless floral dress with a short hem and bare legs.When Amy didn't come out, Georgina walked in to the school to look for her. Having walked through the back entrance she walked along the corridor towards her classroom. She hadn’t got very far when she saw Miss...
SpankingJune 2011, a true story, enjoy...Every year a group of mates and I go to the Glastonbury Festival in Somerset. On the Thursday night there were only a few bands playing before the festival proper began on the Friday. To while away a few hours we went to the brothers Cider Bar. After a few pints I went for a piss. When I returned to where we’d been sitting there was no sign of any of my mates. I looked around the crowd but, to my annoyance, they appeared to have gone off without me. I tried...
The night had been so incredible for the young couple. All the awards and attention had them high on excitement and their own press. It didn’t even matter what the media was saying about them, good or bad, they were the hottest twenty-somethings in the world and they knew it. For six hours they smiled and waved and shmoozed and pretended to care about the millions of dollars in chaos swirling wildly around them. Without a word, they both trembled in anticipation of the moments when they could...
Night falls on the Isle of Lions, some twenty miles off the shores of lake Cashmere in the Republic of Tylina. Like most Thursday nights, the entire population of the island, minus a small set of security and maintenance crews, is partying on the island's Grand Manor. It is the opportunity for the women stationed here to unwind after almost a week's worth of actual work, which would normally be a rarity for the noble-born women. The Isle of Lions is special. It is the home base and training...
It's the first day of a brand new timeline in the DC universe, and things are about to go nuts: see, this is not DC like everyone's used to, because, other than the weird superheroes supervillains and so on that are about to crawl out of the woodwork, everything is NORMAL. People can die if they get shot, Lex Luthor might KILL Superman with a kryptonite bullet and a sniper rifle, and the IRS is competent enough to ask some very pointed questions about why Wayne Industries is building a...
Hello all iss readers. This is a real story which contains sexual features in it and therefore I kindly request that I will not be responsible for any miss happening. If u likes the story u can mail me on or My name is Timmy. I am now eighteen but my story begins 12 years ago. My mother Wanda was a single mom who had little money and an urge to party. She didn’t like being tied down and being a mother. I, of course, thought the world of her because I didn’t know she was uninterested in me....
Incest"Guilty". Libby's knees buckled under her, and she collapsed. She would have hit the floor had it not been for the strong arms of her best friend holding onto to her as the verdict was read out. Months of court, testimonies, and horrible re-accounts had finally paid off. The physical scars were slowly healing, but the real scars ran far deeper. Months, maybe years of therapy could never erase or ease the memories of that dreadful night. Every time Libby closed her eyes, she could see his...
[Note: This is the third and final episode in "The Arrangement" series. It is not necessary, but probably preferable, to enjoy the first episode, "Let's Make a Deal," and the second episode, "A Change of Routine," before reading this installment.] I had actually started to drift off, but my fifteen-year old stepdaughter, Kimmie, shifted uncomfortably beneath me. This roused me from that drowsy afterglow that so often follows a man's orgasm. "Daddy, I can hardly breathe!" I pushed...
When I left Brenda's and drove back home, I still felt like the two of us had made a little bit of progress. Something that we had talked about over at the window had gotten her to decide to try to touch me after she wasn't able to the first time. It was true that the actual touching hadn't been that big of a success, but I had already figured out that it wasn't going to be an easy thing for me to try and set things back to rights with Brenda. The next day I finished up my Meteorology...
I stayed away from Brenda for almost a month, honoring her request for me not to go see her. I was seeing Dr. Fleming on Tuesdays and Thursdays, but she was telling me that I should concentrate on working through my own problems. She didn't come right out and say it, but I thought, almost from the beginning, that she wanted me to stop seeing Brenda. I was in her office, telling her about how concerned I was becoming because Brenda hadn't called me. I had already explained what had gone on...
Listed by Nation in which they first appear and then alphabetically NOTE- Characters not named directly or indirectly do not appear Domain of Pagans Axeforger, Donnar (ăks-forj-er, dŏn-ar)- Gnome; merchant, neophyte priest of Subteo, Grand Genro of the Axeforger Sept, Lord of the second House of the Slamfist Gens, twelfth cousin of the Dominari Yurrek Slamfist of the Land of the Justicars Axeforger, Kilthre (ăks-forj-er, kĭl-thrä)- Gnome; under-priest of Kreu-Garra, apprentice merchant,...
Jonar Telansson had been following the buzzards since first light that morning when Gnusyl awoke him by licking his rumpled black hair with his great tongue. The great Gnath knew the young man was running low on food and the cold season had already begun up in the mountains. This worried the beast, as he also knew that if things got much worse his friend might be forced to seek a town or city in which to buy food now that many of the slower animals were sleeping. Young Gnathar with their own...
Myka, being the second eldest daughter of the matriarch of the House which owned Mynar, had been schooled since the day she was old enough to walk. She could read and understand the most complicated epics and teaching ballads, do complex arithmetic, recite her family's genealogy back to the time of the Crossing, and perform any task which was her mother's responsibility in the off chance that she were to assume the matriarchy of the House of Junia. Using her teaching skills and the natural...
Another blizzard rolled in off the Ocean of Light the day after Jonar's visit to the library of the truthseekers. This pleased the young man to no end as it gave him the opportunity to read his way through the palace library, or at least try. That was where he spent nearly all of his free time in the two weeks before Lord Lailar informed them that he was heading up to the Empire of the Gnath. The Queen had given him leave and Lord Xavear volunteered to accompany them. Jonar was surprised to...
Jonar was dying. As the sturdy Dorkan ship rocked and heaved on the storm tossed waves, Jonar lie dying in his bunk in the cramped quarters he shared with Myka. His stomach told him it was time to vomit again, but Jonar knew better. There hadn't been anything in his stomach since the morning they left the city aboard this vessel of death. Since he was unable to keep anything down, the young Gnathar was dehydrated, causing him to shake whenever he tried to use one of his exhausted,...
Donnar Axeforger led them through the thick woods at an agonizingly slow pace. The Gnaths could move neither very quickly nor very quietly through the willow-oak-pine forest and to prevent the lashing which would occur atop the beasts, Jonar and the others decided to walk back to the Gnomish merchant's camp nearly a mile from their own. They heard the camp long before they saw it. Pots and pans banging, horses and torgs snorting eagerly as they waited to be fed, deep-voiced men calling...
After more than a month of crossing the mostly unsettled prairie of the Domain, the Axeforger caravan caught their first glimpses of the Hills of the Gnath, a triangular arrangement of hills whose southern point was the only division between the Gnomar and Domani Mountains. Although spring was in full bloom, the air was still quite cool in the mornings and evenings as they went further north. It was more than a week since the failed assassination attempt on Jonar and they had encountered no...