Sent To The Lady Next Door Part Eleven: Spank You For My Degree, Professor Stevens free porn video

Zofeya Caldwell sat at Fiona’s dining table and nervously sipped at her glass of iced water, not taking her bright blue eyes from the older woman. It had been just over a week since she had completed her Law degree at the University and, now, here she was, about to keep her part of the bargain. The twenty-one-year-old bit her lip gently as she looked at her Law tutor who was sitting opposite her, the forty-year-old woman staring at her, elbows on the expensive dining table before her, hands supporting her chin. Zofeya looked away and decided to stare at her trainers instead.

Professor Fiona Stevens had smiled at the younger woman when she had arrived at her large house and had invited her inside. The tall, young woman with the long dark hair had arrived on time and the older woman was determined to make the most of their afternoon together. The red-haired academic had really enjoyed spanking and pleasuring Zofeya’s mother when the older woman had turned up at her office and pleaded with her that she would do anything to ensure that her adopted daughter graduated. Now, she was going to do the same with the beautiful, sweet-looking dark-haired Law graduate.

Fiona had dressed as sternly as she could in the hot summer weather. She had chosen a light blue, short-sleeved cotton blouse which she had left the top two buttons undone. To make herself look the part, she had chosen a knee-length grey skirt and silky white knickers and bra. She had no intention of keeping her clothes on very long on this hot early summer’s afternoon. She finished the last mouthful of iced water before placing her glass down gently on the table in front of her.

“So, are you happy to do what I want you to do this afternoon, Zofeya?” She reached across and placed her large right hand on top of Zofeya Caldwell’s left hand.

Fiona Stevens licked her lips as she watched the younger woman’s large breasts moving under her tight white t-shirt as she breathed.

“Yes, Miss. Olivia will do whatever you ask her to do.” Diane’s daughter looked up and across at Fiona before returning her full attention to her white trainers.

Professor Stevens smiled and squeezed the girl’s left hand.

“Good. And you realise that it will be Olivia Birchwell being spanked over my knee this afternoon?” Fiona smiled. “And she will be spanked until I am satisfied, are we clear on that?” she continued.

Zofeya nodded.

“You will take everything I give you with as little fuss as possible and, as promised, your degree and the training contract will remain our little secret for good. Happy with that, Zofeya?” Fiona stopped squeezing the girl’s smaller hand.

“Yes, Miss. I understand,” the twenty-one-year-old replied softly.

Fiona sat back in her padded dining chair and openly touched her breasts with both hands through her light blue blouse.

“Have you brought the outfit that I want you to wear for me?” The older woman stopped touching her breasts and stood up.

“Yes, Miss. I’ve brought my St. Katherine’s uniform.” The dark-haired girl looked down to her large black bag that was on the floor next to her right foot.

“Good girl. Well, if you have finished your drink then I suggest that you get yourself up the stairs and walk along the landing until you come to the open bedroom door – it’s my bedroom – you get changed in there and then come back downstairs and we’ll get that lovely bottom of yours spanked, shall we?”

The forty-year-old Law tutor laughed sweetly as she watched Zofeya get to her feet and slowly and carefully place her chair under the table. She bent down and picked up her black travel bag in her right hand before looking at the shorter Fiona Stevens.

“Yes, Miss. Thank you, Miss.” Diane’s daughter turned and headed out of the dining room, along the tiled hallway and up the stairs.

Professor Stevens smiled to herself as she heard the younger woman’s footsteps on the stairs and then making her way along the landing until she came to her large bedroom. She continued to listen as she heard the floorboards creaking as Zofeya moved around in her bedroom upstairs. After a few moments, Fiona walked out into the hallway and into her office, where she brought out the implements she was going to use that afternoon. Fiona Stevens quickly walked back to her living room and laid her chosen implements neatly on her coffee table. She took a deep breath and sat on her sofa and waited.

Just over ten minutes later, the red-haired Law Professor heard footsteps walking along the landing, then down the stairs until she saw Zofeya, in full school uniform, standing in front of her. The older woman had to admit that the twenty-one-year-old was beautiful and seeing her dressed in the navy school blazer, white cotton blouse, blue and white striped school tie and knee-length navy school skirt, really turned her on. She could understand why her friend, Kim, who taught at St. Katherine’s got so turned on and excited at the thought of spanking her naughty girls. She smiled at the taller dark-haired girl and got to her feet.

“Would you like to take your blazer off, young lady?” Fiona Stevens asked softly. “I think you’ll be far too hot if you keep it on,” she continued, walking over to within inches of Zofeya.

Diane’s daughter tried to ignore the fact that she was wet between her legs and could feel that her white school-type knickers were becoming damp at the thought of Fiona. She had fallen for the older, red-haired woman within weeks of starting her Law degree. Although she had a boyfriend for most of her time at the University, she never admitted to him that it was her Law Professor that she was thinking about when they made love.

“Thank you, Miss,” she replied almost in a whisper.

Zofeya Caldwell carefully slipped her arms from the sleeves of her navy blazer and folded the garment over her right arm. Fiona Stevens held her right hand out and laughed as the younger woman passed the blazer to her. She turned and placed the navy blue jacket over the arm of one of her armchairs before returning her full attention to the twenty-one-year-old student. She stood so close that the two ladies' breasts almost touched one another. Fiona Stevens took a few deep breaths before brushing her long red hair back behind her right ear with her large right hand.

“Take your tie off, young lady, and hand it to me,” she purred.

Zofeya remained silent as she slowly, and carefully, unfastened her school tie before placing it in Fiona’s outstretched right hand. Again, the older woman turned and placed it on top of the younger woman’s blazer on the chair before she walked back to where the twenty-one-year-old stood.

“You are such a naughty girl, Zofeya, but you are so lucky that I have always had a spanking fetish.” Fiona Stevens began running both hands down both sides of Zofeya’s school blouse.

“I know that my friend Kim has spanked you at school and that you cried when she did it.” Her hands continued to wander, brushing against the dark-haired girl’s large breasts.

Zofeya Caldwell was breathing heavily but remained silent.

“So, I’m going to give you more than she did – it will be given hard – and, no matter how much you cry, or plead with me to stop – I will not stop spanking you until I am satisfied. Do you understand?” Fiona licked her lips.

Diane’s daughter gasped as the Law Professor ran her fingers over her erect nipples, which stood up proudly under the tight school blouse. She nodded.

“I will use my hand, my clothes brush, leather paddle, plimsoll, wooden paddle and cane and you will take what I give you.” Fiona smiled as she took her hands from Zofeya’s breasts and began brushing the taller girl’s dark hair.

“Yes, Miss,” Diane’s daughter gasped.

“Bet you’re wondering where Kim – Ms. Lindsay - learned to spank naughty girls’ bottoms, aren’t you?” the red-haired academic purred.

Zofeya smiled awkwardly and nodded.

“This afternoon you are going to find out, Zofeya Caldwell.” Fiona laughed menacingly before turning away and walking to her sofa. “Or should I say Olivia Birchwell is going to find out – you are a very dirty little slut,” she added.

The forty-year-old woman sat down carefully on her sofa, ironing the creases from her short grey skirt, which rose up, revealing her shapely legs and her silky white knickers. She patted her knees gently with both hands, looking up at the tall, dark-haired woman, who was standing before her.

“Come and lie over my lap – rest your legs on the end of my sofa.” Fiona Stevens sat back on her sofa, her large breasts standing out proudly under her blouse.

The twenty-one-year-old Law student took the few steps over to where Fiona was sat on the large sofa until she was standing to the right-hand side of the older woman. She slowly reached over and carefully lowered herself down until she felt her crotch resting on the red-haired woman’s lap. She placed her hands over the far arm of the sofa and moaned as she felt her legs being lifted into position by her Law Professor. Within moments, she was positioned, with her legs resting on the arm of the sofa over Fiona Stevens’ small, but comfortable lap. Zofeya unintentionally pushed her crotch down against the older woman’s bare legs, placed her face in her arms and closed her eyes.

Professor Stevens smiled and gently brushed Zofeya’s long, dark hair with her left hand. She could feel how wet she was between her legs and wondered if Zofeya felt the same. Within a moment her large right hand pulled Zofeya’s navy school skirt up, folded it out of the way and touched Zofeya Caldwell over her knickers, only pausing when she placed her fingers between the dark-haired girl’s legs. She was indeed wet, and Fiona laughed out loud, replacing her right hand on the girl’s bottom.

“You dirty little slut,” the forty-year-old academic laughed as she rubbed the dark-haired girl’s bottom with her large right hand.

Fiona continued to rub every inch of Zofeya’s covered bottom and backs of her legs, smiling as she felt the heat coming from having the girl lying over her grey-skirted lap.

“I’m going to smack your lovely bottom across your knickers to start with, sweetie, and just like Kim did to you, we won’t do a build-up – I’ll just smack you very hard from the start. Are you ready?” Professor Stevens gave Zofeya’s bottom one final rub before raising her right hand in the air.

Zofeya Caldwell lifted her head slightly, turned to her left and looked up at Fiona.

“Yes, Miss. I’m sorry for being a dirty little slut.” She returned her face to her arms and waited for the spanking to begin.

“You will be, Zofeya Caldwell. Fiona is going to make sure that this acts as a reminder to you for at least a few days to come.” The Law Professor raised her voice.

She smiled as she saw the younger woman’s bottom rise slightly as she pushed even further into her tutor’s lap. Fiona Stevens was an experienced spanker and she placed her left arm around the dark-haired girl’s waist, gripping her tightly and pulling her into her light blue short-sleeved blouse. She took a deep breath and within moments, brought her large right hand down. It landed across the dead centre of the twenty-one-year-old’s small bottom.

“Slap!”

Professor Stevens wasted no time in raising her right hand in the air once again. As promised, there would be no gradual build-up. She knew that Kim Lindsay had spanked hard from the start when she had punished Zofeya whilst the girl was in the Sixth Form at St. Katherine’s Girls’ School. Diane’s daughter was about to discover that Ms. Lindsay’s spanking, although painful and prolonged, would be nothing compared to what the sweet and innocent looking Fiona Stevens could dish out. The academic, with the long red hair, went to work against Zofeya’s knicker-covered bottom.

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

The forty-year-old disciplinarian laid out a dozen full-force smacks with her right hand across Zofeya’s white knickers. Fiona smiled as she could see the girl squirming and burying her face deeper in her arms as the pain registered in her brain.

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

Professor Stevens spent a few moments concentrating her spanking against the centre of the dark-haired girl’s bottom. She smiled as she could feel the heat beginning to emanate through the Law student’s white knickers.

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

The red-haired Law Professor spent a further five minutes spanking hard and spanking often, concentrating her efforts against the centre of Zofeya Caldwell’s small bottom. Once satisfied that she had been warmed up sufficiently, Fiona removed her left arm from around Zofeya’s waist and placed both hands on the warm bottom lying in front of her. She nodded as she could hear the odd sniff and sob coming from the twenty-one-year-old woman.

“Now, you little slut. I’m going to pull your knickers down and the rest of your punishment will be given across that lovely bare bottom of yours.” She tapped the girl’s bottom gently with her right hand.

“Lift up so I can pull your pants down, Olivia Birchwell,” she instructed softly.

After a few moments, Fiona felt the weight lift from her lap as Zofeya raised her hips. The forty-year-old Law tutor wasted no time in placing her hands down the sides of the girl’s white knickers and slowly pulling them down until she had taken them down all the way to Zofeya’s knees. She replaced her left arm around the girl’s waist and raised her large right hand in the air once again.

“Now we can get serious, Olivia.” Fiona Stevens licked her lips. “I’m going to show you how upset I am with you and how upset I am at the fact that your mum had to come and see me about all of your failings this year.”

Professor Stevens did not wait for a reply. There wasn’t one anyway. The next sounds that were heard in Fiona’s living room were the sounds of her heavy right hand connecting with the dark-haired girl’s small bare bottom.

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

The forty-year-old disciplinarian had soon turned Zofeya Caldwell’s small bottom from a pale shade of white to a light pink. It was extremely warm to the touch. Fiona laughed as she raised her hand in the air once more, determined to teach the young woman a valuable lesson.

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

The centre of the twenty-one-year-old’s bottom received another painful visit. She squirmed and buried her face deeper into her arms, trying not to show Professor Stevens that she was crying.

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

A slow, hard dose which targeted left and right buttocks alternately.

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

A two-minute-long, rapid-fire burst that had Zofeya Caldwell squirming and wriggling. Fiona simply tightened the grip she had with her left arm and pulled the younger woman further into her blouse and skirt.

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

The crease in between buttock and thighs received a slow, hard and painful visit. The Law tutor, with the flowing long red hair, decided to repeat the dose to conclude this part of Zofeya Caldwell’s punishment.

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

Once Fiona was satisfied that Zofeya’s bottom was warmed up sufficiently, she released the grip she had on the younger woman’s waist and placed her large left hand on the girl’s lower back. The forty-year-old woman placed her right hand on Zofeya Caldwell’s red and hot bottom and began massaging it gently, smiling as she listened to the twenty-one-year-old sniffing and sobbing. Professor Stevens continued for a while rubbing and soothing the beautiful bottom that was lying over her knees. She couldn’t resist touching Zofeya between the legs, slowly massaging the girl’s pussy lips with the fingers of her right hand.

Fiona Stevens continued to rub the young Law graduate between her legs and touching her thighs for a while. She could feel that she was as turned on as Zofeya was and reluctantly stopped, returning her hand to Zofeya’s small bottom. She began stroking the girl’s long dark hair, listening to her breathing heavily.

“Right, young lady. I want you to stand up and remove your uniform.” Professor Stevens smiled as Zofeya turned her head and looked up at her.

“You will then go and stand in the corner, facing the wall with your hands on your head. Is that clear, Olivia Birchwell – or should I say slut?” the red-haired woman laughed.

Diane’s daughter shook her head and slowly began to get to her feet.

“Yes, Miss,” she replied quietly as she slowly stood up.

Fiona watched as Zofeya kicked off her knickers that had been around her ankles. The girl bent down, picked them up and placed them on top of her blazer and tie that were laid neatly on the armchair. Next, she unzipped her navy school skirt which she allowed to fall to the floor before stepping out of it and bending down and picking it up. It joined the growing pile of clothing. She sniffed and smiled nervously at the older woman, who continued to stare at her through her blue eyes. Zofeya Caldwell returned her attention to her white short-sleeved school blouse, which she slowly unbuttoned and removed, folding it up and placing it on the armchair.

Professor Stevens got to her feet and smiled sweetly at the younger girl. She licked her lips as Diane’s daughter reached behind her back, unfastened her bra and carefully slipped out of it, revealing her sizeable, and perfectly formed, breasts with their large and dark nipples. The bra topped off the pile of clothes on the armchair and the dark-haired woman stood there, breasts standing out proudly before her.

“Very naughty!” Fiona purred as she touched the girl’s breasts with her hands, gently stroking her nipples.

Diane’s daughter gasped.

“In that corner, facing the wall, young lady,” Fiona Stevens whispered.

The young Law graduate turned and walked over to the far corner of the living room, rubbing her sore bottom with both hands, before she placed them on her head.

“Nose up against the wall, naughty slut!” Fiona snapped, smiling to herself as Zofeya complied.

The forty-year-old academic walked out of the living room and went into her kitchen, where she spent a few minutes checking her mobile phone for messages and filling two glasses with water. When she returned, she found Zofeya still standing obediently against the wall, hands on her head, in silence. Fiona Stevens placed the two glasses down on her coffee table, next to her implements, and stood admiring the well-spanked bottom that she had administered. She could see the odd red hand print across the backs of Zofeya’s thighs and laughed quietly.

She walked across her large living room until she was standing within inches of the girl with the long dark hair which flowed down her back. She moved in close and listened to Zofeya sniffing and sobbing. The young lady stood as still as possible, facing the wall with her hands on top of her head. Fiona smiled as she brushed against the Law student’s bare skin, the cold buttons on her light blue blouse rubbing against the girl’s back. Zofeya Caldwell stopped sobbing for a moment, instead, letting out a sweet-sounding gasp.

Professor Stevens leaned in closer and began gently kissing the younger woman’s neck, working her way all the way down Zofeya’s back, until Fiona Stevens was kneeling down behind her. The forty-year-old academic then spent several minutes kissing and licking every inch of the girl’s small and warm bottom, before reaching the backs of her legs and thighs, where Fiona continued to kiss and lick the younger woman. Professor Stevens flicked her long red hair behind her ears before gently pushing Diane’s daughter’s legs further apart, allowing her to place her head between the girl’s thighs and kiss Zofeya’s pussy lips. The older woman continued licking and kissing the dark-haired girl until her sobs and sniffs had almost disappeared entirely. Several minutes had passed before Fiona struggled back to her feet and walked back to the coffee table, ironing the creases from her blouse and skirt as she did so.

The red-haired disciplinarian decided to get on with Zofeya’s punishment. She really wanted to get the younger woman to her bedroom, but she had lots to do before they got there. Fiona looked down at the implements that were laid out neatly on her expensive oak coffee table. She bent down and picked up the ebony-backed clothes brush, small leather paddle and the plimsol. The older woman returned to her sofa and sat down, placing her implements to her right-hand side next to her. She picked up the nasty little brush in her right hand and tapped it gently against the palm of her left hand, all the time, looking at Zofeya Caldwell’s beautiful bottom.

“Olivia Birchwell. Come here and resume your position over my knees!” she instructed calmly, trying to sound as strict as possible.

It was difficult for her not to laugh at using Zofeya’s work name and also at trying to act strict. She had no idea how her friend Kim could do this kind of thing as part of her job as an English teacher at St. Katherine’s Girls’ School.

The girl with the long dark hair turned around slowly and immediately placed both hands on her bottom in a vain attempt to cool the fire burning thanks to Fiona’s extremely hard right hand. She sniffed as she walked the few steps over to the sofa, where her Law tutor was smiling as she adjusted her grey skirt and light blue blouse. Once again, Diane’s daughter lowered herself carefully over the older woman’s lap, soon feeling her legs being lifted from the floor and gently rested over the arm of the sofa. Professor Stevens licked her lips as she began massaging the small bottom lying over her knees.

Once again, the heat began to build, and Fiona Stevens shuffled around as she tried to get comfortable. She began gently tapping Zofeya’s red and sore bottom with her small, oval-headed clothes brush and slipped her left arm under the younger woman’s stomach, pulling her tightly into her blouse and skirt. Fiona smiled as she heard the twenty-one-year-old moan as she felt the cold buttons of Fiona’s blouse rub against her bare skin. As Zofeya Caldwell buried her head in her arms, the red-haired disciplinarian flicked her long hair out of her eyes and pushed it behind her ear with her right hand. The sweet-looking academic tapped the brush against the girl’s bottom until she was satisfied before she raised it in the air.

“Now, Olivia Birchwell. I’m going to show you how to spank a naughty bottom properly.” Fiona playfully brushed Zofeya’s long dark hair with her clothes brush.

“You are going to feel my brush, my small paddle and the plimsoll and I’m going to show you how displeased I am with your behaviour, young lady,” she continued, gently brushing Zofeya’s long hair.

“And I’m going to show you exactly who it was who taught Kim to spank properly.” The brush was lifted and returned to the girl’s bare bottom. “If you thought she spanked hard, then you’re going to be in for a shock right now!” Fiona raised her voice unintentionally.

Zofeya Caldwell bit her lip and buried her head deeper into her arms. She had really disliked being hand spanked and then smacked with the clothes brush by Ms. Lindsay at school. And now, here she was, going to get it even harder from the deceptively sweet-looking Professor Stevens. The tears began forming in her eyes once more just as Fiona’s brush landed, announcing the first of many swipes with it.

“Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!”

Fiona Stevens slowly, and deliberately laid out those first half dozen smacks with the brush across the fleshier centre of the girl’s bottom, deliberately smacking each buttock alternately.

“Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!”

After a short pause to adjust her long red hair, the forty-year-old woman repeated the treatment, landing the brush in the same area once again.

“Now, Olivia Birchwell, my little slut. You are going to receive fifty smacks with my nasty little brush, and you are going to take them like a good little slut. Do you understand?” Fiona smiled as she listened to Zofeya sniffing and sobbing.

Zofeya took a few moments before she turned her head and looked at Fiona Stevens through blurry eyes.

“Yes, Miss. I’m sorry for being a dirty little slut.” She returned her face to her arms and awaited the punishment to resume.

The Law Professor tightened the grip that she had around Zofeya’s waist with her left arm before slowly, and painfully, delivering this part of the girl’s punishment.

“Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!”

“Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!”

“Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!”

“Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!”

The red-haired disciplinarian slowly, and as hard as she physically could, laid out the swipes with her brush, concentrating upon the fleshy centre of Zofeya Caldwell’s bottom. Halfway through, she paused and smiled as she saw the different shades of pinks and reds that covered the small bottom that was lying at her mercy. She resisted the urge to massage the girl’s bottom. She so wanted to touch her all over and slip her fingers down the backs of Zofeya’s long legs and across her pussy lips. She laid the heavy wooden brush against the creases in between Zofeya Caldwell’s buttocks and thighs and took a deep breath.

“Now, Olivia Birchwell. I know that you cried when Kim smacked your bottom and thighs with her brush, so I’d advise you to prepare yourself. Any fuss and I’ll begin all over again. Am I making myself clear, my little slut?”

Fiona Stevens did not wait for an answer. She simply raised the brush in her right hand, smiled and wrapped out this painful part of the twenty-one-year-old’s punishment.

“Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!”

“Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!”

“Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!”

“Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!” “Smack!”

Diane’s daughter had wriggled and squirmed and was sniffing and crying uncontrollably. Her breathing came in gasps, but Fiona was strong enough to hold the girl in position over her knees with her left arm. She took aim with the brush even lower down Zofeya’s right leg with her brush and wrapped out her two final swipes. These were given as hard as she physically could, all the time, holding the tall, dark-haired girl tightly.

“Smack!”

“Smack!”

Professor Stevens held Zofeya in position for a few moments before she threw her brush onto the seat of the sofa. She reached down and picked up her small, oval-headed leather paddle which she studied for a few moments before returning her full attention to Zofeya Caldwell, who was crying and sobbing into the sofa.

“Now, I’m going to show you how a proper disciplinarian punishes a naughty bottom – this is not just a play spanking like you’ve been giving out, Olivia Birchwell.” Fiona measured the small, tan-coloured leather paddle out against Zofeya’s bottom.

“I’m going to give you twenty-four smacks with my paddle, my lovely, and then we’ll be halfway there.” Fiona could feel her juices flowing and decided to push on with the girl’s punishment.

“I am very disappointed in you, young lady, but if you take your punishment like a young lady and with little fuss, then Miss may show you that she has forgiven you once we’re done.”

Professor Stevens laughed to herself. She was definitely going to show Zofeya Caldwell that she had been forgiven after doing this. Within a few seconds, the disciplinarian had laid the paddle against the centre of the younger woman’s bottom and resumed her work.

“Whap!”

“You’re a dirty slut, Olivia Birchwell!”

“Whap!”

“I’ll show you what a real spanking is like, my little slut!”

“Whap!”

“You won’t sit for a week once I’m through with you, you little tart!”

“Whap!”

“Such a beautiful little slut!”

“Whap!”

“I hope I’m spanking you harder than Kim – or your Auntie Pauline!”

“Whap!”

“Slut!”

“Whap!”

“I’ll teach you that you are not to suck men’s cocks!”

Fiona started laughing at her last remark, remembering her shock at being told about Zofeya sending the video to her mother. She had been even more shocked after watching the video on Ms. Caldwell’s mobile phone showing the dark-haired girl giving her boyfriend a blow job as he filmed it.

“Whap!”

“You will behave yourself during your training contract or you will have a constantly sore bottom, Olivia Birchwell!”

“Whap!”

“I’m going to make you suck my cock and pleasure me once we’re done this afternoon.”

“Whap!”

“Maybe you need another “Auntie” – “Auntie Fiona” in your life from now on!”

“Whap!”

“So sweet and innocent looking – but Fiona knows that you’re a dirty little slut!”

“Whap!”

“I think that you need a good seeing-to, Olivia Birchwell!”

Fiona Stevens paused and removed her left arm from around the girl’s waist before she ran her right hand over the younger woman’s red and sore bottom. It was extremely hot to the touch. She placed the paddle flat on Zofeya’s back and spent a few minutes rubbing and touching her lovely bottom, trying to soothe and cool it a little, as the dark-haired girl continued to sniff and sob. Fiona picked her paddle up in her right hand once again and slowly delivered the final dozen smacks. This time she remained silent, concentrating on spanking the girl in the creases between buttocks and thighs. She calmly, and deliberately, landed her paddle as hard as she physically could to drive home each of those final twelve smacks.

“Whap!” “Whap!” “Whap!” “Whap!” “Whap!” “Whap!”

“Whap!” “Whap!” “Whap!” “Whap!” “Whap!” “Whap!”

The forty-year-old woman held the small leather paddle against Zofeya’s hot and throbbing bottom before she lifted it and threw it back onto the sofa next to where she sat. The experienced disciplinarian reached down and picked up the large white plimsoll. She tapped it against the palm of her large left hand and smiled.

“Get up, Sweetie. Stand in front of me,” she whispered softly before she sat back on the sofa to allow the younger woman to get to her feet.

Zofeya took a few moments to do as she had been asked, but soon she was standing facing Fiona, wiping the tears from her eyes with her right hand whilst trying to brush her long dark hair from her eyes with her left hand. She sniffed and sobbed quietly as the Law Professor got to her feet. Fiona Stevens ironed the creases from her grey skirt and blue blouse before returning to the task in hand.

“Now, Olivia Birchwell. Get yourself bent over the arm of my sofa and stick your bottom up as high as you can for me.” She stared at the younger girl, who eventually looked back at her.

“Yes, Miss,” she sniffed.

Diane’s daughter slowly walked over to the right-hand side of the sofa and slowly and carefully lowered herself down, her hips resting on the soft leather arm of the large three-seat sofa. The only sound in Fiona’s large living room were Zofeya’s occasional gasps, sniffs and sobs.

The red-haired academic walked across to where Zofeya Caldwell was lying face down and knelt down inches away from the girl’s red and bruised bottom. Fiona began touching the girl’s small bottom with her right hand but soon found herself gently kissing and licking the twenty-one-year-old’s bottom and backs of her legs. Fiona Stevens spent a while ensuring that she had kissed and licked every inch of the younger girl’s beautiful bottom. Once again, the sniffs and sobs had soon been replaced by the sounds of deep breathing and gasps.

After a while, Fiona stood up and ironed the creases from her blouse and skirt once more. She took up her position to the left-hand side of Zofeya and measured the large white leather plimsoll out against the younger woman’s bottom, tapping the heavy shoe against her bottom several times until she was satisfied.

“Right, you naughty young lady. I’m going to give you twenty-four smacks with my plimsoll just to show you what a real disciplinarian is like. Do you understand me, Olivia?” She raised the plimsoll in the air.

Zofeya Caldwell took a few moments to reply. Her mind was still racing from having her bottom and thighs kissed and licked by her sexy Law tutor.

“Yes, Miss Stevens,” she gasped.

The plimsoll hit home solidly across the centre of her bottom a moment later with a loud “Thump!” The young Law graduate winced with pain and buried her face in her arms as far as she could as she awaited the rest of her spanking with the surprisingly heavy plimsoll. Fiona Stevens wasted no time at all in delivering this part of the beautiful, dark-haired girl’s punishment.

“Thump!”

“Thump!”

“Thump!”

“Thump!”

“Thump!”

Fiona Stevens paused for a few moments to inspect the girl’s bottom. It was a mixture of shades, but the most prominent one was a shade of deep red across her lower bottom and tops of her thighs. The older woman slowly ran her long red fingernails over the collection of marks that had started to show, smiling as Diane’s daughter sobbed. The red-haired lady re-took her position, adjusted her blouse which had become wet from the exertions and the heat, and continued to spank Zofeya with the heavy, leather plimsoll.

“Thump!”

“Thump!”

“Thump!”

“Thump!”

“Thump!”

“Thump!”

Again, the forty-year-old disciplinarian paused and gave the younger woman’s bottom a rub. The red-haired Law Professor couldn’t resist slipping her hands down a little further until her fingers were between the Zofeya’s legs. Fiona laughed sweetly as she touched Zofeya Caldwell’s pussy lips. She massaged them gently, licking her lips as she heard the girl moan with pleasure before returning her full attention to the task in hand. Within five minutes, the next half a dozen swipes had been delivered.

“Thump!”

“Thump!”

“Thump!”

“Thump!”

“Thump!”

“Thump!”

Diane’s daughter was crying uncontrollably once more, but her Law tutor ignored her.

“Now, Miss Birchwell. I’m going to show you how lucky you were when you got the slipper from Kim – she is so much more reasonable than I am when it comes to spanking naughty little girls – or sluts, in your case.” Fiona flicked her long red hair out of her eyes and took aim once again.

“Thump!”

“Thump!”

“Thump!”

“Thump!”

“Thump!”

“Thump!”

Zofeya Caldwell wriggled and squirmed for all she was worth as Professor Stevens smacked her with the nasty white leather shoe as hard as she physically could. The twenty-one-year-old had never experienced a spanking as hard as this – not even from the lady next door – and she still had more implements to come. As the young woman buried her head deep in her arms, her disciplinarian walked over to the coffee table and laid the plimsoll down. Fiona bent down and picked up her fourteen-inch long, wooden spanking paddle with the eight holes in it.

She swished it through the air several times as she walked back over to where Zofeya was positioned over the arm of the sofa.

“Now, lazy little slut, I’m going to give you a walloping with my wooden paddle – twelve full-force swats across that lovely bottom of yours, and all you have to do is take them like a good little slut.” Fiona laid the thick wooden paddle gently against the fleshy centre of the younger woman’s small bottom.

“Am I making myself clear, Miss Birchwell?” she asked sternly.

Zofeya did not move. She was too busy sniffing and sobbing into the arm of the sofa. Eventually, she had calmed herself enough to reply.

“Yes, Miss. I’m sorry, Miss.”

The older woman with the long red hair which ran right down her back, raised the paddle in the air, took a breath and exhaled before she sent the thick piece of wood whistling through the air, its journey broken when it connected with the dead centre of Zofeya Caldwell’s bottom with a loud “Whack!” which echoed around the living room.

Diane’s daughter wriggled and squirmed but did her best to resume her position as quickly as she could. Fiona Stevens slowly, and painfully administered the first half dozen swats without saying a word.

“Whack!”

“Whack!”

“Whack!”

“Whack!”

“Whack!”

Professor Stevens held the wooden paddle against the dark-haired girl’s small bottom for a moment before lifting it and leaning in to inspect the red and sore bottom that was lying across the arm of her sofa. The forty-year-old woman knelt down and gently kissed Zofeya’s bottom, ignoring the girl’s sniffs and sobs as she kissed and licked every inch of the young woman’s bottom and backs of her legs. After a few minutes, the slim, red-haired lady got to her feet and retook her position to the left-hand side of Zofeya. Fiona Stevens paused as she waited for Diane’s daughter to calm herself before administering the final six swats of this part of the girl’s punishment.

“Whack!”

“Whack!”

“Whack!”

“Whack!”

“Whack!”

And finally, the most powerful, and painful, final smack with the wooden paddle.

“Whack!”

Zofeya Caldwell wriggled and squirmed. The pain was intense, but she was determined to take whatever her Law tutor gave her. She closed her eyes and buried her head into her arms. Out of her sight, Fiona walked over to her coffee table and placed the wooden paddle down, smiling to herself as she saw the small spots of blood that had appeared on her prized American-style spanking paddle. She picked up her black-handled, ten-millimetre-thick dragon cane in her right hand and swished it through the air several times to get the feel for it. She walked back over to the sofa where Zofeya was positioned and stood to the girl’s left-hand side.

“Nearly there, sweetie.” Professor Stevens laid the cane across the fleshy centre of Zofeya’s bare bottom and began tapping the small bottom gently.

“You’ve done really well, my lovely, and once I’ve given you twelve strokes with my cane then I’ll take care of you,” she continued softly.

Fiona placed her left hand on her left hip and stuck her left foot out slightly in front of her right, ensuring that she bent her left knee slightly to give her the perfect caning position. She continued gently tapping the young Law graduate’s bottom with the cane until she was totally satisfied before raising the cane in the air and pausing for a moment.

“Just take them like a good girl and Auntie Fiona will take care of you afterwards.” She smiled as she watched Zofeya bury her head deeper, causing her bottom to rise even higher over the arm of the sofa.

Professor Stevens flicked her hair out of her eyes and back behind her ears before she brought her first stroke down, landing it expertly across the centre of Zofeya Caldwell’s bare bottom.

“Thwack!”

Fiona Stevens smiled as she saw Zofeya squirm and bury her head even deeper into her arms. The first, neat, thin red line appeared across the young woman’s bottom. The Law Professor took aim once more, raising her cane in the air, before sending it on its way once more, the thick cane swooshing through the air before it connected with Diane’s daughter’s bottom.

“Thwack!”

Again, Zofeya Caldwell wriggled and squirmed, and Fiona waited for the girl to calm herself and resume her position bent over the arm of her sofa. Once satisfied, the red-haired older woman wasted no time in bringing down her third, painful swipe with the dense piece of wood.

“Thwack!”

Zofeya had started to cry and sniff uncontrollably but did her best to stay in position, as not to upset her Law Professor. Fiona Stevens raised her cane once again, and after a short pause to allow the girl to stick her bottom up once more, the experienced disciplinarian administered her fourth painful stroke.

“Thwack!”

The forty-year-old academic smiled to herself as she leaned in close and noticed the four, neat, deep red lines that the cane had left across Zofeya’s bottom. She wasted no time in whipping out the next two strokes across the centre of the dark-haired girl’s bare bottom.

“Thwack!”

“Thwack!”

Professor Fiona Stevens laid her cane down next to where Zofeya Caldwell was positioned and touched the girl’s bruised and burning bottom with both of her large hands. The girl’s bottom was a mixture of shades of bright pink and deep reds. Those first six strokes of the cane had left a set of thin, neat red tram-lines across the centre of Zofeya’s buttocks. Fiona spent a few minutes touching and massaging the younger woman’s bottom and thighs, listening to her sniffing and sobbing into her arms. The woman with the long red hair continued doing this until she decided that Diane’s daughter had calmed down and that it was time to conclude her punishment. She reached over and picked up the cane once again in her left hand.

“Now Sweetie. Auntie Fiona is going to give you the last six strokes.” She transferred the cane to her right hand and re-took her caning position at Zofeya’s left-hand side.

“She’s going to give you them quick and hard and all you need to do is take them for me, my lovely, and then Fiona will show you that she has forgiven you. Do you understand?”

Fiona did not hear Zofeya’s reply. Truth was, there wasn’t one as she continued to sniff and sob into her arms. She wasted no time in administering those final six, full-force strokes across the twenty-one-year-old’s bare bottom, leaving another set of six, deep red lines across the lower part of Diane’s daughter’s small bottom.

“Thwack!”

“Thwack!”

“Thwack!”

“Thwack!”

“Thwack!”

“Thwack!”

The dark-haired Law graduate continued crying into her arms and did not notice Fiona Stevens walk over to the coffee table and lay the dragon cane down. She turned and took the few steps over to her sofa where Zofeya lay. The older woman bent down and gently stroked the girl’s dark hair with her left hand before she leaned in close and kissed Zofeya’s head softly.

“All done, sweetie. Wait here and Auntie Fiona will take care of you.” The red-haired woman stood up, left the living room and walked across the hallway to her downstairs bathroom. She returned a few moments later with some antiseptic wipes. She ssshhhhhed Zofeya as she slowly and carefully wiped the cooling wipes across the girl’s small bottom and thighs. Once satisfied, she leaned over once more and kissed Zofeya Caldwell’s head.

“Auntie Fiona wants you to get up, go to her bedroom and lie face down on her bed.” She smiled as the younger woman turned her head to the right to look at her.

It took Zofeya a few moments to calm herself enough to speak properly.

“Yes, Auntie Fiona.” She wiped her eyes and nose on the back of her right hand.

It took the dark-haired girl a few minutes to get herself up off the sofa and then make her way upstairs to her Law Professor’s large bedroom. Once she had walked into the room she had spent a few moments rubbing her red-hot bottom before carefully lying down on her stomach on Fiona’s king-sized double bed. She resisted touching herself between the legs – she feared being caught in the act and did not fancy being taken across the red-haired woman’s lap once again.

Downstairs, Fiona sipped her glass of iced water before stripping off. First, she unbuttoned the rest of the buttons and then removed her short-sleeved, light blue cotton blouse which she placed on top of where Zofeya had piled her uniform earlier that afternoon. Next, she unfastened her silky white bra and slipped her arms out of it before placing it on the armchair. Then she unzipped her short grey skirt, allowed it to fall to the floor before she bent down, picked it up and placed it on top of her bra. Finally, she slipped her large hands down both sides of her knickers, quickly pulling the white silky panties down before slipping out of them and throwing them onto the chair.

Next, she picked up her implements and returned them to her study, cleaning them with a wipe before putting them away. Fiona took a deep breath and smiled to herself before slowly climbing the stairs. She headed to the bathroom and pulled a tube of cooling Aloe Vera gel from her bathroom cupboard before walking along the landing and entering her bedroom. Zofeya had calmed herself and was lying on her stomach, long dark hair covering her back. Professor Stevens stood for a few moments admiring the young woman and also the red and marked bottom that she had administered.

Fiona Stevens flicked her long red hair back behind her left ear with her left hand before repeating the process with her right hand. She then walked to the edge of her bed where she sat down to Zofeya’s right-hand side. The forty-year-old academic opened the tube of gel with her right hand and squirted a handful of the cooling liquid into her left hand. She placed the tube on the bed next to Zofeya Caldwell and softly, and slowly, began to rub the clear liquid into the young woman’s burning bottom.

The long-haired Law Professor said nothing as she covered every inch of the younger woman’s bottom and backs of her legs. She could feel herself becoming turned on as she listened to Zofeya’s gasps when Fiona’s hands wandered from her bottom and legs to the inside of her thighs. Once satisfied, Fiona picked the tube up from the bed and clicked the cap shut, before placing it on her bedside table. She leaned over and began kissing Zofeya’s small bottom softly, working her way down the girl’s thighs and legs. She smiled as she saw Diane’s daughter open her legs wider and took the opportunity to kiss and lick the dark-haired girl’s pussy lips.

Zofeya moaned with pleasure and Professor Stevens continued giving her bottom and the inside of her thighs attention with her tongue and her long red fingernails. Fiona got up from the bed and smiled sweetly at Zofeya who sat up on the bed and turned her head to look at the older woman. The Law Professor walked around to the left-hand side of her bed and opened the top drawer of the bedside chest of drawers. She pulled out her large dildo, vibrator and a long, thick strap-on. She rummaged around in the drawer until she had found and brought out what she was looking for – a tube of lubricant and a pack of condoms, which she threw on the bed.

“Now, Lovely. Auntie Fiona has forgiven Olivia – and yourself – and wants to show you what happens when girls are good girls.” She sat down on the left-hand side of the bed and stroked Zofeya’s long dark hair.

Fiona kissed Zofeya Caldwell gently on her forehead before kissing her on the lips. The older woman continued to kiss and slip her tongue inside the younger woman’s warm mouth, feeling Zofeya’s small hands touching her breasts and squeezing her nipples. The juices were flowing freely between the red-haired academic’s legs and she returned the favour, rubbing her large right hand over Zofeya Caldwell’s large, dark nipples. The women continued to touch, kiss and lick one another for a few moments until Fiona Stevens reached across the bed and picked up her long, thin dildo in her left hand. She began to touch the younger woman’s pussy and anus with the solid, rubber dildo, smiling as Zofeya Caldwell began to moan loudly.

Fiona Stevens sat up and smiled as Zofeya lay down, her head resting on the pillows. She continued to touch the older woman’s large breasts with her hands whilst Fiona gently stroked her anus and inside of her thighs with the dildo, eventually pushing the younger woman’s legs apart with her free hand. The red-haired woman leaned over and began kissing Zofeya hard on the mouth, gently touching the inside of her mouth with her tongue. Zofeya Caldwell relaxed and soon felt the sensation of the six-inch rubber sex toy slipping comfortably inside her hot and moist pussy.

The young Law Professor continued to kiss and touch Zofeya as she slowly worked away with the dildo, touching the twenty-one-year-old softly and smiling as she found the woman’s clit, which she concentrated upon. The loud moans and gasps coming from the dark-haired woman informing her that she had hit the spot. Fiona concentrated on working away softly, then rapidly, pushing further and further until she felt Zofeya’s muscles tense before she let out a loud orgasmic scream as she came.

Zofeya Caldwell reached over and kissed Fiona on the mouth and squeezed her breasts hard before she turned her attention to them, licking and sucking on the older woman’s nipples. Zofeya’s Law tutor smiled and lay down on her back, allowing the twenty-one-year-old to gently push her legs apart. The next sensation that Fiona Stevens felt was Diane’s daughter’s fingers exploring every part of her wet pussy.

She squealed softly as the younger woman pushed further and further inside her, locating her clit and then beginning to massage it softly. Zofeya rubbed it hard, before moving her fingers slowly backwards and forwards, hearing Fiona moaning with pleasure. The dark-haired Law graduate held her fingers there for a few moments as she listened to Fiona Stevens’ gasps, before resuming her massage. Zofeya Caldwell carefully touched every inch of the red-haired woman who was gasping for air until finally, her pelvic muscles tensed, and she let out an almighty scream with pleasure as she came.

Zofeya held her fingers inside the older woman for a while, all the time kissing her on the mouth and touching her with her free hand. It took a while for Fiona Stevens to calm herself and she turned over and kissed the dark-haired girl on the mouth once more. Her fingers reached down and began to stroke the younger woman’s pussy gently before she placed them inside, slowly and gently, returning the favour to Zofeya. Within moments, the twenty-one-year-old climaxed once again and smiled over at Fiona, who removed her fingers and smiled across at the very sexually-attractive Zofeya Caldwell.

The forty-year-old academic lay on the double bed, gently stroking and touching Zofeya’s breasts, before she reached over and picked up her large, black strap-on. Fiona kissed Zofeya on the lips before getting to her feet and slowly, and carefully, stepping into the harness to which the eight-inch strap-on was attached. She smiled as it moved around as she moved. Quickly, the red-haired woman picked up the box of condoms from the bedroom floor, pulled one out, opened the wrapper which she threw onto the floor and expertly slipped the rubber condom over the tip of the strap-on, laughing as Zofeya stared at her.

She slipped the condom down until it covered the strap-on and walked back to where the dark-haired girl was lying on the bed.

“Open your mouth, sweetie, and give Auntie Fiona’s cock a nice, long suck,” she purred as she watched Zofeya sit up.

Diane’s daughter leaned forward and carefully moved to the end of the bed. She reached out with her right hand and took hold of the rubber-covered strap-on. Zofeya Caldwell stared into Fiona’s eyes as she slowly put the large, black strap-on in her mouth. Fiona Stevens stood in front of her, the woman’s long, red hair running down and covering her large breasts which stood out proudly, nipples erect. Over the next ten minutes, the older woman gently moved her hips, pushing the strap-on deeper into the younger woman’s warm mouth.

Diane’s daughter placed both hands around the black strap-on and licked and sucked it for all she was worth. She smiled as she felt Fiona stroking her long dark hair with her large hands. Occasionally, her Law tutor touched her breasts, and this turned her on even more. Eventually, Professor Stevens pulled the strap-on out of the younger woman’s mouth and placed her hands on her hips as she looked down on Zofeya on the bed. The twenty-one-year-old touched the small clump of ginger pubic hair which stood out prominently on Fiona’s pale skin and tried to slip her fingers inside the woman’s pussy, but she stepped away and laughed.

“Oh no, Miss Birchwell. I think that you need to lie on your back and let Auntie Fiona deal with you.” She pushed her red hair behind her ears and watched as Zofeya Caldwell did as she was told.

Fiona Stevens took a few deep breaths and looked down at Zofeya, who lay on the double bed with her legs spread open wide. The older woman carefully climbed on top of her and gently moved her strap-on inside the dark-haired girl’s pussy. It slipped in effortlessly as Diane’s daughter was wet and Fiona began slowly moving it backwards and forwards, gradually pushing it in further and further, building up the speed of her thrusts. She grabbed hold of Zofeya’s dark hair in her right hand and held it tightly, thrusting harder and harder as she heard the girl moaning with pleasure.

As the Law Professor thrust the large strap-on inside Diane’s daughter, the younger woman touched and kissed Fiona’s small, light brown nipples. She kissed and touched the woman as she reached orgasm, which was announced with a loud scream of pleasure. The red-haired Professor repeated this three times before gently slipping the strap-on out and awkwardly removing the contraption, throwing it onto her bedroom floor before collapsing onto the bed.

The forty-year-old woman lay on her bed and breathed heavily and ignored the fact that Zofeya Caldwell had sat up and had moved to the bottom of the bed. The next sensation the older woman felt was Zofeya’s fingers stroking her pussy lips before she began kissing and licking the small clump of ginger pubic hair above her pussy. Fiona reached down and stroked the girl’s long dark hair, which was brushing against her bare skin. It was an amazing feeling and Fiona Stevens soon found herself coming to orgasm once more.

The women played for another hour before collapsing on the bed. Zofeya had used Fiona’s vibrator to make the older woman come once again and had been treated to two more mind-blowing orgasms from the lady with the long red hair thanks to her dildo. They had kissed, licked and sucked every inch of each other and had laid down extremely satisfied.

Zofeya stayed at Fiona Stevens’ house until late that evening. They had dressed and had eaten dinner, discussing what they had been up to that afternoon. Professor Stevens had promised to speak with her friends to ensure that Diane’s daughter got her training contract at the Law firm. Zofeya Caldwell had asked if she could continue to see Auntie Fiona after she had moved back home or to wherever her job would take her. They had kissed and cuddled some more before they had said goodbye, both women going to bed early that night to deal with their urges.

As promised, within the month, Zofeya Caldwell had applied, been interviewed and had been offered the two-year training contract at one of the country’s leading Law firms. Fiona had prepared her presentation for her and gone through the interview with her step-by-step in advance. She would have to move away from Nottingham, but the job was only over an hour away from her mother’s home so it meant that she could get home on a regular basis. She had no idea that Fiona Stevens was seeing and spanking her mother regularly. Diane had jumped at the chance at seeing the young Law Professor to be spanked over the strict red-haired woman’s lap and then to have mind-blowing sex with.

During the two years of her training contract, Zofeya had visited, and been visited by, Fiona at least every two months. She had received bottom-blistering spankings from the experienced, and hard-handed, disciplinarian, but the sex afterwards had made all that worthwhile. Her mentor at the Law firm was equally as strict and no-nonsense, but they got on well and the young, dark-haired lady became a permanent member of the firm. It was all going well for Zofeya at last. That was until she made an outrageous discovery about one of her colleagues.