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It was a lovely spring afternoon and Hannah decided to visit a working museum near her home where many old buildings had been taken to avoid demolition.
She spent all day there wandering round old shops, the blacksmith’s shop, the station with a steam train and the school building. Many volunteers were in period costume and she felt out of place in her skirt and top and sandals.
It was this latter building that really caught her imagination. As soon as she entered she felt a strange feeling. The place was so old fashioned and spotlessly clean. The desks were lined up perfectly and the blackboard had writing in neat chalk letters. She spotted a cane hanging on a nail on the wall and a well worn leather soled slipper on the master’s desk.
A young man of about 40 entered in a gown and black mortar board. Hannah immediately thought he was very handsome and looked the part in that gear. He also noticed the pretty 35 year old with her slim curvaceous figure and long brown hair as she stood there holding her sunglasses.
“Hello, joining me for my class in a few minutes?” he asked cheerily. “Lots of maths questions today!”
Hannah was caught off guard briefly.
“Er, no, not maths for me, I might get the answers wrong!” she joked.
He laughed.
“That might mean an uncomfortable visit to the Headmaster’s study!”
Hannah blushed deeply.
“Um, thank you, maybe another time” she stammered.
The young man realised he had embarrassed her or maybe touched on something in her past.
“Ok, another time. Enjoy the museum.”
Hannah walked out and went to watch a potter working on her wheel. It was amazing to see a lump of clay turned into an attractive pot which was then placed on a tray to be put in a kiln nearby. But Hannah was distracted by people entering the school room and then the sound of the brass hand bell being rung by a volunteer chosen from the group that filled the room.
She walked back to the school room and stood outside listened to the young man playing the part of a Victorian schoolmaster. He sounded very authoritarian and quite different from the pleasant cheery man who had spoken to her a few minutes earlier. He pretended to tick off a member of the pubic who got their question wrong and then complained about the bad handwriting of nearly everyone in the room as they used chalk on a small slate.
But what came next made Hannah feel aroused. He told the audience about corporal punishment and read from a book where entries recorded what had been dished out in 1899. The audience gasped and Hannah blushed. The man walked round holding the cane and swishing it. He glimpsed her standing by the door.
Hannah slipped away and when he looked again having put the cane back on the nail she had gone.
As the museum was about to close Hannah headed for the car park. As she passed the school room it was empty so she entered. She walked past the rows of old desks. No-one was there. She approached the cane hanging on the wall and reached out and touched it.
The length of rattan was cold to touch. It was brown and had a crook handle. It had a curve to it.
Suddenly she was aware she was not alone. Hannah turned.
“It’s a work of art don’t you think?” he said.
Hannah felt hot and went bright red.
He continued. “Many visitors have an interest but the older ones who were caned specially like it. I doubt that a pretty girl like you has ever felt one.”
Hannah was lost for words.
“Um…well…it is fascinating…I mean...well…of course…you never actually use it…I mean” she mumbled.
The young man did not let on that a lady volunteer aged 65 who had recently moved away had used it in the headmaster’s study to cane him many times and he had left in the evening with a well striped bottom. Furthermore, often she had been over the desk with her petticoats pulled up and her knickers down, legs apart with her mature hirsute pussy on show as he delivered six of the best. Sometimes she changed into a gymslip and regulation knickers.
“My name is Hugo” he said.
Hannah had composed herself now.
“Hello, I am Hannah. Um, the cane is amazing…I never expected to see one again so close…” her voice trailed off.
Hugo picked up her thread immediately. “Ah, so you have seen one close up before then?”
Hannah blushed again but was aroused. Her nipples were showing clearly beneath her top.
“Well, yes, I have to admit I did get caned once…very memorable…”
“I understand” he said sympathetically. “I was caned several times and the magic has not gone away. Would you like to see the headmaster’s study?”
“Oh, gosh, yes, please” said Hannah trying not to sound too eager.
He led her down a corridor to the end and there was a door with a sign saying ‘Headmaster’. He opened it and showed her in. The room was furnished with well filled bookcases, a large heavy desk and chair, a rug and in the corner an umbrella stand with an umbrella and several canes.
“Look, er…Hannah, I am the duty volunteer today so need to lock up and checked everyone is off the site. Give me ten minutes and I will be back.” He took out a large bunch of keys and held them up.
“Yes, shall I wait here?”
“Yes. Please do. Make yourself at home, back soon.”
He removed his gown and mortar board and put them on the desk. Hannah glanced at his groin and thought he had a distinct bulge but he left before she could study it. His footsteps echoed along the corridor then the school room door closed. Out of the window she watched him go from building to building checking they were locked. He said cheerio to the last few volunteers as they left for home.
As Hugo toured the site it was deserted and the volunteers had dutifully locked their shops and houses. The staff car park was empty as well. He returned to the study.
While he had been away Hannah had checked out the canes and flexed them and run them through her hand. She had peeped inside a cupboard and the rail was hung with maybe a dozen more canes of various lengths and thicknesses. All looked amazing. There was another leather soled slipper on the shelf too. But in the desk drawer it was the punishment book that fascinated her as it was for a girls’ senior school. There was even a girl called Hannah who in 1949 was caned three times in three months.
Hugo came in. Hannah thought he was so attractive and, yes, he still had a bulge in his trousers.
“All closed and locked!” he confirmed.
They smiled at each other. He was so attractive.
“I…well…I expect this room saw some interesting scenes” said Hannah with a nervous laugh.
“Um, you mean...” queried Hugo “you mean the cane?”
Hannah moved close to him and kissed him.
“Of course, you know what I mean” Hannah goaded him.
Hugo laughed and they kissed again.
He then looked a touch nervous himself.
“Um, would you like a taste of one of those canes?” he asked.
Hannah really wanted a taste of whatever was bulging inside his trousers but this was an offer she was not going to decline.
“You mean..?”
He held her close.
“Well when you came into my classroom you were clearly enthralled by the cane and then I think I saw you listening outside the door?”
Hannah lowered her head onto his shoulder.
He stroked her lovely brown hair.
“Yes. You were amazing!” she whispered.
Hugo hugged her for a while. His erection was straining in his underpants.
“You could really get in the mood if you want. We have some old uniforms here.”
“Really” said Hannah almost in disbelief.
“Oh yes, people have donated all sorts over the years and we don’t throw anything away as it is irreplaceable. Here, look.”
He opened the cupboard that she had looked in already and showed her the array of canes.
“These have been donated or found in junk shops or house clearances. The museum is full of historical items that make all these buildings authentic. This one here was brought in by an old chap last week. He had a slightly younger lady with him and said that they no longer needed it as they had others. You should have seen her blush!”
“So you think…?” Hannah began to say.
“Funny you should ask. I sensed what they were up to in the bedroom and jokingly asked if they wanted one last go with it before handing it to the museum.”
“And?” asked Hannah who was feeling really aroused now.
“She said yes they did. He didn’t look too impressed at first but quickly agreed.”
Hannah held the desk for support.
“So...?”
“She suggested he went first and that he lowered his trousers and bent over the desk. He did this and she folded his shirt tail up and lowered his underpants.”
“Crikey…over this desk?”
Hugo nodded.
“And then she gave him a pretty good six of the best. His bottom was a nice one but well striped. Do you know what she did next?
“Er..?”
“She suggested she caned me too.”
“And did you…er…did you let her?” asked Hannah again holding the desk.
“She added in the nick of time that she would like to take a caning too so I agreed and she made me lower my trousers.”
“Go on.”
“Well I bent over the desk and she told me to lower my pants. I stood and luckily my ...er…erection had gone down. I bent over and she gave me six scorchers. You wouldn’t believe such as pretty mature woman had it in her.”
“Wow! So her partner caned her?”
“No she handed me the cane once I was dressed of course. She stood by the desk but back a bit and removed her skirt and then bent over and touched her toes. I said she should have her knickers down and her partner agreed. He eased them down and what a backside she had! A lovely pussy with lots of pubic hair!”
“So you caned her?”
“Yes, six of the best! She loved it and stood there rubbing her bottom with a nice thick hairy triangle on show. Anyway, they soon made their excuses and thanked me for the experience and hurried away. I am convinced they went straight home for sex!”
Hannah held Hugo and kissed him. He hand slipped down the front of his trousers and felt his large erection.
“So you’d like to cane me?” she whispered.
“You are obviously a naughty girl. Would you like that?”
“Yes, please, Hugo!”
“Ok. If you like we could find you an old uniform. Would you like that?”
Hugo led her to a storeroom next door. There was a rack with gymslips and they found one that fitted. Hannah chose a white blouse. Then Hugo picked up a box.
“You ought to wear a pair of these” he said opening it. Inside were various pairs of regulation knickers of different colour. Hannah selected a pair that looked suitable but grimaced at the style of them. They were nothing like the lovely knickers she usually wore.
“Ok, get changed if you like” Hugo suggested.
He didn’t seem to be leaving so Hannah removed her skirt and top and was in her bra and pants. She put some white socks on and slipped her pants down. Hugo admired her beautiful bottom and as she bent over to step into her knickers glimpsed her pussy and wisps of pubic hair. She tugged them up and they were just a bit on the tight side. On went the rest of the uniform. Hannah tided herself.
“Better go and wait outside my study” Hugo said.
Hannah left the storeroom and stood outside the study facing the wall hands by her side. A few minutes later Hugo came along.
“You’d better come in, Hannah.”
He opened the door and let her in. She stood by the desk.
“Hannah, you have been sent here for disgraceful behaviour. Miss Jones reported that you showed your knickers to a boy on the bus!”
Hannah looked at the floor. The regulation knickers were a little tight even on her pert bottom.
“Um, yes, sir. It was only a bit of fun, sir.”
Hugo held the lapels of his jacket.
“Well your fun means you will now show me your knickers when you bend over for the cane.”
Hannah was hugely arouse and breathed in deeply.
“Yes, sir.”
She would certainly take a caning from this handsome guy who still had an erection.
“But first I think I will warm your bottom with the slipper. Bend over.”
Now Hannah had been slippered several times before so bent over and touched her toes. Hugo lifted her gymslip to revel those regulation knickers. He picked up the slipper from the shelf in the cupboard and tapped it on Hannah’s bottom.
Slaaaap!
Slaaaap!
“Ouch!” said Hannah as a sting was felt on each cheek.
Slaaaap!
Slaaaap!
“Ouch!”
Slaaaap!
Slaaaap!
“Aaah, that stings!”
“Hush, girl.”
Slaaaap!
Slaaaap!
“Ooo!”
Slaaaap!
Slaaaap!
“Aaah!”
SLAAAAP!
SLAAAAP!
“Crikey, ouch!”
Hannah stood as the slipper was dropped on the desk. She rubbed her bottom and hoped she would get to feel his erect penis after this. It had been a while since she had a man.
Hugo selected a cane and flexed it. Hannah thought he looked so gorgeous and must be bursting to relieve his erection. She was right but not until the caning was over.
“Now for the cane, Hannah. Over the desk this time.”
Hannah stopped rubbing her bottom and bent over the desk.
Her gymslip was lifted again and the cane tapped her cheeks several times.
Swiish-crack!
“Ouch”
Hannah could tell Hugo knew how to use a cane as that stroke was across the middle of her cheeks.
Swiish-crack!
Swiish-crack!
Two swift firm strokes made her yelp again.
Swiish-crack!
“Ouch!!”
Swiish-crack!
“Oweee!”
Swiish-crack!
“Aaah!”
Hugo stood back and saw six faint white lines on the fabric of her regulation knickers and then put his hand on her back.
“Three extra for your lewd behaviour on the bus, Hannah.”
She felt his fingers reach inside the elastic of her knickers and then he eased them down. Hannah’s pretty bottom was red all over and there were six nice red lines across her cheeks. A small cluster of pubic hair was showing between her lower cheeks. Hugo thought this was slightly retro and in keeping with this role play and so much better than the shaved pussy of a 40 year old woman he’d caned a few weeks ago.
Hannah barely had time to compose herself before the slim rattan swished down across her beautiful bottom.
Swiish-crack!
Swiish-crack!
Swiish-crack!
“Ouch!” she yelped.
Hannah stood and grabbed her bottom. Hugo hung the cane on the rail in the cupboard and came back to her.
“You took that very well” he said.
They hugged and kissed.
“Hugo get me out of this uniform” said Hannah slipping his gown off then easing his jacket down from his shoulders.
They kissed again for a nearly a minute as Hugo’s hands worked under her gymslip and fondled her sore cheeks.
He unbuttoned her gymslip and removed it from her. Hannah removed the regulation knickers and left them on the floor. She took his tie off and unbuttoned his shirt. Her blouse came off so did his shirt. Her bra fell to the floor and Hugo’s lips explored Hannah’s nipples. The young woman gasped with delight.
Hugo stood back a little. Hannah was truly beautiful. Her long brown hair, stunning breasts, nice curves, lightly tanned, a neat trimmed bush and slim bare legs.
She knelt and unfastened his belt and ran her fingers down the length of his erection bulging inside his trousers. Hugo sighed at her touch.
Soon his trousers were open and she tugged them down. His tight red underpants still concealed a large erection which was pushing the elastic waist open a little at the top. Hugo kicked his shoes off and stepped out of his trousers. Hannah carefully took his underpants down and his huge erection broke free and pointed upwards. He had a modest amount of black pubic hair but otherwise a smooth body. He looked younger than his 40 years.
As he moved Hannah noticed a mark on the side of his right buttock and investigated.
“Gosh, Hugo, you still have some marks where that woman caned you. They are faint apart from odd areas of bruising here” she said touching it.
“Yes she caned pretty well I can tell you!”
Hannah smiled then turned her attention to his penis. Her tongue tickled it and she kissed his balls. She kissed the full length and used her tongue on the tip. Hugo was really aroused and felt he would ejaculate at any moment. Then his penis was in Hannah’s mouth as she moved energetically up and down sucking and licking. Hugo shut his eyes and strained as he tried to hold back but Hannah continued. Her right hand held his erection and then her left hand touched his balls.
Suddenly Hugo could not hold on any longer and he shot a huge load of cum into Hannah’s mouth. She recoiled as a further jet shot over her face and dripped onto her breasts.
She sat back on her heels and wiped her mouth and looked at his penis covered in thick spunk. She picked up the regulation knickers and wiped her hand and face then wiped his penis.
Hannah stood and they kissed. Hugo got a taste of his own cum. His hands roved round to her bottom and he lifted her as she wrapped her legs round him. Gently he laid her on the desk and kissed her lips then her neck and moved down to her breasts. Hannah gasped as his lips touched her flesh.
His lips kissed her navel and went down her left legs and up her right leg moving along the inside of her thigh. Hannah groaned with delight as his lips and tongue moved through her pubic bush that she had trimmed only that morning. Her labia was next and his tongue probed and tickled. Gently he pressed inside and found her spot. Hannah writhed on the desk until she climaxed.
The room went silent.
Around midnight Hugo was lying in his bed feeling six fresh weals across his backside. Not only had Hannah taken a caning well but she used a cane effectively. Hannah stirred next to him. Her hand reached for his penis and stroked it as it stiffened again. She got up and sat across his smooth body. She took his erection and guided it into her moist pussy.
A few weeks later Hugo was in the school room telling a crowd of visitors about life in the tail end of the Victorian era. His costume and manner made it realistic for the enthralled visitors. An older couple walked down the corridor and seeing the lesson was in full swing did not enter the classroom. At the end of the corridor they saw the headmaster’s study and went in.
Hannah was in there dressed as a late Victorian school mistress. The cupboard door was open and the canes on the rail were visible. There was a cane on the desk.
“Ah, yes, I had a few visits to a study like this!” chortled the old chap. “My headmaster gave me a sound caning several times.”
The pretty woman smiled at Hannah.
“You know dear, my bottom was not spared the touch of the cane. Obviously you have never felt it, such as shame!” she said to Hannah.
She picked up the cane on the desk. Hugo had finished his presentation and was standing in the doorway.
“Yes these stung and left me marked but the one we had a home came in handy, didn’t it George?”
George looked a touch shy.
She continued. “And sex was always better wasn’t it, dear?”
Again George looked sheepish but nodded his agreement.
She continued. “You know, a girl needs a caning every so often. It’s a pity I can’t lower my knickers and bend over right now!”
The couple chuckled at her impertinence and made their way out towards a demonstration at the blacksmith’s workshop.
Hannah went over to Hugo. Her hand touched a large bulge in his trousers.
She spent all day there wandering round old shops, the blacksmith’s shop, the station with a steam train and the school building. Many volunteers were in period costume and she felt out of place in her skirt and top and sandals.
It was this latter building that really caught her imagination. As soon as she entered she felt a strange feeling. The place was so old fashioned and spotlessly clean. The desks were lined up perfectly and the blackboard had writing in neat chalk letters. She spotted a cane hanging on a nail on the wall and a well worn leather soled slipper on the master’s desk.
A young man of about 40 entered in a gown and black mortar board. Hannah immediately thought he was very handsome and looked the part in that gear. He also noticed the pretty 35 year old with her slim curvaceous figure and long brown hair as she stood there holding her sunglasses.
“Hello, joining me for my class in a few minutes?” he asked cheerily. “Lots of maths questions today!”
Hannah was caught off guard briefly.
“Er, no, not maths for me, I might get the answers wrong!” she joked.
He laughed.
“That might mean an uncomfortable visit to the Headmaster’s study!”
Hannah blushed deeply.
“Um, thank you, maybe another time” she stammered.
The young man realised he had embarrassed her or maybe touched on something in her past.
“Ok, another time. Enjoy the museum.”
Hannah walked out and went to watch a potter working on her wheel. It was amazing to see a lump of clay turned into an attractive pot which was then placed on a tray to be put in a kiln nearby. But Hannah was distracted by people entering the school room and then the sound of the brass hand bell being rung by a volunteer chosen from the group that filled the room.
She walked back to the school room and stood outside listened to the young man playing the part of a Victorian schoolmaster. He sounded very authoritarian and quite different from the pleasant cheery man who had spoken to her a few minutes earlier. He pretended to tick off a member of the pubic who got their question wrong and then complained about the bad handwriting of nearly everyone in the room as they used chalk on a small slate.
But what came next made Hannah feel aroused. He told the audience about corporal punishment and read from a book where entries recorded what had been dished out in 1899. The audience gasped and Hannah blushed. The man walked round holding the cane and swishing it. He glimpsed her standing by the door.
Hannah slipped away and when he looked again having put the cane back on the nail she had gone.
As the museum was about to close Hannah headed for the car park. As she passed the school room it was empty so she entered. She walked past the rows of old desks. No-one was there. She approached the cane hanging on the wall and reached out and touched it.
The length of rattan was cold to touch. It was brown and had a crook handle. It had a curve to it.
Suddenly she was aware she was not alone. Hannah turned.
“It’s a work of art don’t you think?” he said.
Hannah felt hot and went bright red.
He continued. “Many visitors have an interest but the older ones who were caned specially like it. I doubt that a pretty girl like you has ever felt one.”
Hannah was lost for words.
“Um…well…it is fascinating…I mean...well…of course…you never actually use it…I mean” she mumbled.
The young man did not let on that a lady volunteer aged 65 who had recently moved away had used it in the headmaster’s study to cane him many times and he had left in the evening with a well striped bottom. Furthermore, often she had been over the desk with her petticoats pulled up and her knickers down, legs apart with her mature hirsute pussy on show as he delivered six of the best. Sometimes she changed into a gymslip and regulation knickers.
“My name is Hugo” he said.
Hannah had composed herself now.
“Hello, I am Hannah. Um, the cane is amazing…I never expected to see one again so close…” her voice trailed off.
Hugo picked up her thread immediately. “Ah, so you have seen one close up before then?”
Hannah blushed again but was aroused. Her nipples were showing clearly beneath her top.
“Well, yes, I have to admit I did get caned once…very memorable…”
“I understand” he said sympathetically. “I was caned several times and the magic has not gone away. Would you like to see the headmaster’s study?”
“Oh, gosh, yes, please” said Hannah trying not to sound too eager.
He led her down a corridor to the end and there was a door with a sign saying ‘Headmaster’. He opened it and showed her in. The room was furnished with well filled bookcases, a large heavy desk and chair, a rug and in the corner an umbrella stand with an umbrella and several canes.
“Look, er…Hannah, I am the duty volunteer today so need to lock up and checked everyone is off the site. Give me ten minutes and I will be back.” He took out a large bunch of keys and held them up.
“Yes, shall I wait here?”
“Yes. Please do. Make yourself at home, back soon.”
He removed his gown and mortar board and put them on the desk. Hannah glanced at his groin and thought he had a distinct bulge but he left before she could study it. His footsteps echoed along the corridor then the school room door closed. Out of the window she watched him go from building to building checking they were locked. He said cheerio to the last few volunteers as they left for home.
As Hugo toured the site it was deserted and the volunteers had dutifully locked their shops and houses. The staff car park was empty as well. He returned to the study.
While he had been away Hannah had checked out the canes and flexed them and run them through her hand. She had peeped inside a cupboard and the rail was hung with maybe a dozen more canes of various lengths and thicknesses. All looked amazing. There was another leather soled slipper on the shelf too. But in the desk drawer it was the punishment book that fascinated her as it was for a girls’ senior school. There was even a girl called Hannah who in 1949 was caned three times in three months.
Hugo came in. Hannah thought he was so attractive and, yes, he still had a bulge in his trousers.
“All closed and locked!” he confirmed.
They smiled at each other. He was so attractive.
“I…well…I expect this room saw some interesting scenes” said Hannah with a nervous laugh.
“Um, you mean...” queried Hugo “you mean the cane?”
Hannah moved close to him and kissed him.
“Of course, you know what I mean” Hannah goaded him.
Hugo laughed and they kissed again.
He then looked a touch nervous himself.
“Um, would you like a taste of one of those canes?” he asked.
Hannah really wanted a taste of whatever was bulging inside his trousers but this was an offer she was not going to decline.
“You mean..?”
He held her close.
“Well when you came into my classroom you were clearly enthralled by the cane and then I think I saw you listening outside the door?”
Hannah lowered her head onto his shoulder.
He stroked her lovely brown hair.
“Yes. You were amazing!” she whispered.
Hugo hugged her for a while. His erection was straining in his underpants.
“You could really get in the mood if you want. We have some old uniforms here.”
“Really” said Hannah almost in disbelief.
“Oh yes, people have donated all sorts over the years and we don’t throw anything away as it is irreplaceable. Here, look.”
He opened the cupboard that she had looked in already and showed her the array of canes.
“These have been donated or found in junk shops or house clearances. The museum is full of historical items that make all these buildings authentic. This one here was brought in by an old chap last week. He had a slightly younger lady with him and said that they no longer needed it as they had others. You should have seen her blush!”
“So you think…?” Hannah began to say.
“Funny you should ask. I sensed what they were up to in the bedroom and jokingly asked if they wanted one last go with it before handing it to the museum.”
“And?” asked Hannah who was feeling really aroused now.
“She said yes they did. He didn’t look too impressed at first but quickly agreed.”
Hannah held the desk for support.
“So...?”
“She suggested he went first and that he lowered his trousers and bent over the desk. He did this and she folded his shirt tail up and lowered his underpants.”
“Crikey…over this desk?”
Hugo nodded.
“And then she gave him a pretty good six of the best. His bottom was a nice one but well striped. Do you know what she did next?
“Er..?”
“She suggested she caned me too.”
“And did you…er…did you let her?” asked Hannah again holding the desk.
“She added in the nick of time that she would like to take a caning too so I agreed and she made me lower my trousers.”
“Go on.”
“Well I bent over the desk and she told me to lower my pants. I stood and luckily my ...er…erection had gone down. I bent over and she gave me six scorchers. You wouldn’t believe such as pretty mature woman had it in her.”
“Wow! So her partner caned her?”
“No she handed me the cane once I was dressed of course. She stood by the desk but back a bit and removed her skirt and then bent over and touched her toes. I said she should have her knickers down and her partner agreed. He eased them down and what a backside she had! A lovely pussy with lots of pubic hair!”
“So you caned her?”
“Yes, six of the best! She loved it and stood there rubbing her bottom with a nice thick hairy triangle on show. Anyway, they soon made their excuses and thanked me for the experience and hurried away. I am convinced they went straight home for sex!”
Hannah held Hugo and kissed him. He hand slipped down the front of his trousers and felt his large erection.
“So you’d like to cane me?” she whispered.
“You are obviously a naughty girl. Would you like that?”
“Yes, please, Hugo!”
“Ok. If you like we could find you an old uniform. Would you like that?”
Hugo led her to a storeroom next door. There was a rack with gymslips and they found one that fitted. Hannah chose a white blouse. Then Hugo picked up a box.
“You ought to wear a pair of these” he said opening it. Inside were various pairs of regulation knickers of different colour. Hannah selected a pair that looked suitable but grimaced at the style of them. They were nothing like the lovely knickers she usually wore.
“Ok, get changed if you like” Hugo suggested.
He didn’t seem to be leaving so Hannah removed her skirt and top and was in her bra and pants. She put some white socks on and slipped her pants down. Hugo admired her beautiful bottom and as she bent over to step into her knickers glimpsed her pussy and wisps of pubic hair. She tugged them up and they were just a bit on the tight side. On went the rest of the uniform. Hannah tided herself.
“Better go and wait outside my study” Hugo said.
Hannah left the storeroom and stood outside the study facing the wall hands by her side. A few minutes later Hugo came along.
“You’d better come in, Hannah.”
He opened the door and let her in. She stood by the desk.
“Hannah, you have been sent here for disgraceful behaviour. Miss Jones reported that you showed your knickers to a boy on the bus!”
Hannah looked at the floor. The regulation knickers were a little tight even on her pert bottom.
“Um, yes, sir. It was only a bit of fun, sir.”
Hugo held the lapels of his jacket.
“Well your fun means you will now show me your knickers when you bend over for the cane.”
Hannah was hugely arouse and breathed in deeply.
“Yes, sir.”
She would certainly take a caning from this handsome guy who still had an erection.
“But first I think I will warm your bottom with the slipper. Bend over.”
Now Hannah had been slippered several times before so bent over and touched her toes. Hugo lifted her gymslip to revel those regulation knickers. He picked up the slipper from the shelf in the cupboard and tapped it on Hannah’s bottom.
Slaaaap!
Slaaaap!
“Ouch!” said Hannah as a sting was felt on each cheek.
Slaaaap!
Slaaaap!
“Ouch!”
Slaaaap!
Slaaaap!
“Aaah, that stings!”
“Hush, girl.”
Slaaaap!
Slaaaap!
“Ooo!”
Slaaaap!
Slaaaap!
“Aaah!”
SLAAAAP!
SLAAAAP!
“Crikey, ouch!”
Hannah stood as the slipper was dropped on the desk. She rubbed her bottom and hoped she would get to feel his erect penis after this. It had been a while since she had a man.
Hugo selected a cane and flexed it. Hannah thought he looked so gorgeous and must be bursting to relieve his erection. She was right but not until the caning was over.
“Now for the cane, Hannah. Over the desk this time.”
Hannah stopped rubbing her bottom and bent over the desk.
Her gymslip was lifted again and the cane tapped her cheeks several times.
Swiish-crack!
“Ouch”
Hannah could tell Hugo knew how to use a cane as that stroke was across the middle of her cheeks.
Swiish-crack!
Swiish-crack!
Two swift firm strokes made her yelp again.
Swiish-crack!
“Ouch!!”
Swiish-crack!
“Oweee!”
Swiish-crack!
“Aaah!”
Hugo stood back and saw six faint white lines on the fabric of her regulation knickers and then put his hand on her back.
“Three extra for your lewd behaviour on the bus, Hannah.”
She felt his fingers reach inside the elastic of her knickers and then he eased them down. Hannah’s pretty bottom was red all over and there were six nice red lines across her cheeks. A small cluster of pubic hair was showing between her lower cheeks. Hugo thought this was slightly retro and in keeping with this role play and so much better than the shaved pussy of a 40 year old woman he’d caned a few weeks ago.
Hannah barely had time to compose herself before the slim rattan swished down across her beautiful bottom.
Swiish-crack!
Swiish-crack!
Swiish-crack!
“Ouch!” she yelped.
Hannah stood and grabbed her bottom. Hugo hung the cane on the rail in the cupboard and came back to her.
“You took that very well” he said.
They hugged and kissed.
“Hugo get me out of this uniform” said Hannah slipping his gown off then easing his jacket down from his shoulders.
They kissed again for a nearly a minute as Hugo’s hands worked under her gymslip and fondled her sore cheeks.
He unbuttoned her gymslip and removed it from her. Hannah removed the regulation knickers and left them on the floor. She took his tie off and unbuttoned his shirt. Her blouse came off so did his shirt. Her bra fell to the floor and Hugo’s lips explored Hannah’s nipples. The young woman gasped with delight.
Hugo stood back a little. Hannah was truly beautiful. Her long brown hair, stunning breasts, nice curves, lightly tanned, a neat trimmed bush and slim bare legs.
She knelt and unfastened his belt and ran her fingers down the length of his erection bulging inside his trousers. Hugo sighed at her touch.
Soon his trousers were open and she tugged them down. His tight red underpants still concealed a large erection which was pushing the elastic waist open a little at the top. Hugo kicked his shoes off and stepped out of his trousers. Hannah carefully took his underpants down and his huge erection broke free and pointed upwards. He had a modest amount of black pubic hair but otherwise a smooth body. He looked younger than his 40 years.
As he moved Hannah noticed a mark on the side of his right buttock and investigated.
“Gosh, Hugo, you still have some marks where that woman caned you. They are faint apart from odd areas of bruising here” she said touching it.
“Yes she caned pretty well I can tell you!”
Hannah smiled then turned her attention to his penis. Her tongue tickled it and she kissed his balls. She kissed the full length and used her tongue on the tip. Hugo was really aroused and felt he would ejaculate at any moment. Then his penis was in Hannah’s mouth as she moved energetically up and down sucking and licking. Hugo shut his eyes and strained as he tried to hold back but Hannah continued. Her right hand held his erection and then her left hand touched his balls.
Suddenly Hugo could not hold on any longer and he shot a huge load of cum into Hannah’s mouth. She recoiled as a further jet shot over her face and dripped onto her breasts.
She sat back on her heels and wiped her mouth and looked at his penis covered in thick spunk. She picked up the regulation knickers and wiped her hand and face then wiped his penis.
Hannah stood and they kissed. Hugo got a taste of his own cum. His hands roved round to her bottom and he lifted her as she wrapped her legs round him. Gently he laid her on the desk and kissed her lips then her neck and moved down to her breasts. Hannah gasped as his lips touched her flesh.
His lips kissed her navel and went down her left legs and up her right leg moving along the inside of her thigh. Hannah groaned with delight as his lips and tongue moved through her pubic bush that she had trimmed only that morning. Her labia was next and his tongue probed and tickled. Gently he pressed inside and found her spot. Hannah writhed on the desk until she climaxed.
The room went silent.
Around midnight Hugo was lying in his bed feeling six fresh weals across his backside. Not only had Hannah taken a caning well but she used a cane effectively. Hannah stirred next to him. Her hand reached for his penis and stroked it as it stiffened again. She got up and sat across his smooth body. She took his erection and guided it into her moist pussy.
A few weeks later Hugo was in the school room telling a crowd of visitors about life in the tail end of the Victorian era. His costume and manner made it realistic for the enthralled visitors. An older couple walked down the corridor and seeing the lesson was in full swing did not enter the classroom. At the end of the corridor they saw the headmaster’s study and went in.
Hannah was in there dressed as a late Victorian school mistress. The cupboard door was open and the canes on the rail were visible. There was a cane on the desk.
“Ah, yes, I had a few visits to a study like this!” chortled the old chap. “My headmaster gave me a sound caning several times.”
The pretty woman smiled at Hannah.
“You know dear, my bottom was not spared the touch of the cane. Obviously you have never felt it, such as shame!” she said to Hannah.
She picked up the cane on the desk. Hugo had finished his presentation and was standing in the doorway.
“Yes these stung and left me marked but the one we had a home came in handy, didn’t it George?”
George looked a touch shy.
She continued. “And sex was always better wasn’t it, dear?”
Again George looked sheepish but nodded his agreement.
She continued. “You know, a girl needs a caning every so often. It’s a pity I can’t lower my knickers and bend over right now!”
The couple chuckled at her impertinence and made their way out towards a demonstration at the blacksmith’s workshop.
Hannah went over to Hugo. Her hand touched a large bulge in his trousers.
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