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Emma was annoyed as she walked up the pathway to the house, opened the front door, closed it behind her, walked through the hallway and into the living room, and at least was satisfied to see three very naughty bare bottoms staring out at her. The owners of those very naughty bottoms had their noses pressed against the wall and their hands clasped on top of their heads.

Emma was the youngest of the four women at just eighteen-years-old but had succeeded in imposing her disciplinary control over the other three.

First, there was Miss Johnson, her fifty-three-year-old headmistress at college, or at least she was when Emma was at college having left a little while ago. Although about to be spanked, she was always referred to by the others in the room as Miss Johnson and not by her first name. Miss Johnson was actually a very good headmistress and ran the school well although discipline tended to be lax. However, when in Emma’s company, Miss Johnson knew she was the one who had to behave or suffer the much stricter disciplinary regime that Emma imposed. Miss Johnson had now lost count of the number of times that she had had to get undressed, address Emma respectfully as ma’am, and then, when told, bend across Emma’s bare thighs to have her bottom soundly spanked. Worse, when she broke one of the more important rules such as curfew she would also have to bend over and grasp hold of the seat of the chair knowing that she was going to receive several strokes, at least, of the cane.

Second, there was Linda, the forty-one-year-old girlfriend of her mum, Sandra. She and Emma’s mum had a very loving relationship but Sandra was not very good at dealing with Linda’s argumentative attitude and lack of taking responsibility. However, Emma made up for that and, whenever she heard Linda and her mum arguing, Linda would receive a message on her phone with just the number three as the message. Linda knew, though, that that meant that as soon as Emma‘s mum left the house, Linda would have to get undressed and bend across Emma’s lap for a disciplinary spanking. There were also some rules that, when broken, and clearly it was when and not if, Linda would then also earn herself several dozen spanks with the paddle hairbrush.

The third naughty bottom staring at her belonged to Lucy, her own twenty-four-year-old girlfriend. Initially, Lucy had resisted accepting Emma‘s disciplinary authority over her. However, it didn’t take long for Lucy to realise that Emma loved her so much and was only enforcing the disciplinary regime for her own good. Once that was accepted Lucy also readily accepted Emma’s sole right to decide whether she had broken any of the pre-set rules or boundaries set for her, and, if she did decide that then to unquestionably accept whatever punishment Emma considered was right.

What all three very naughty women knew was that they all benefited from Emma’s loving but strict disciplinary regime. By loving, they knew that Emma took on what was effectively the maternal role with the other three now willingly having to obey the rules set for them. Not all of the rules were written down, and if Emma was simply fed up with whatever one of the women had done or not done, then she would announce, ‘Take your knickers off and get your naughty bottom across my lap.’ Other times, instead of a spanking, Emma would just go up and order the naughty woman to raise the hem of her dress above her waist, and then Emma would proceed to smack the woman’s legs until they were bright red. Of course, the woman would also be reduced to tears, but, without fail, she would also have learnt her lesson.

Emma would make sure that every spanking was kept private just between the four of them because the intent was not to embarrass them publicly. However, a log of the punishments was kept on the social site that the four of them only had access to, and so they could each check at any time when one of the others had been disciplined by the authoritative Emma.

So, today, as all three women had broken different rules, Emma called them together so that she could spank each one of them in front of the others. She walked up to behind the three of them, and, rubbing Miss Johnson‘s bottom first, said sharply, “I have a lesson for you to learn," and with that she pulled her hand back and then landed her palm on Miss Johnson’s far bottom cheek and, as Miss Johnson gasped she landed a second spank on her near bottom cheek. That was followed with ten further very hard spanks on her bottom, each met with louder and louder gasps from the headmistress.

Miss Johnson sniffed as she said a respectful, "Yes, ma'am." 

Emma then stepped to her side and stood behind Linda. She placed her hand on Linda’s bare bottom cheeks and rubbed in circles, then said sternly, “I have told you not to argue with my mum, particularly when you are clearly in the wrong. I will be teaching you a lesson as well.” With that, she pulled her hand back and landed her palm on Linda’s far bottom cheek and then again alternately on both bottom cheeks until she had given her the same twelve spanks that she had given Miss Johnson.

Equally, Linda had gasped after each smack, and at the end said respectfully, "Yes, ma'am."

Finally, Emma stood behind Lucy and rubbed her bottom, leaning in so her breath would be felt by Lucy as she spoke, and said sternly, “I am really fed up with you forgetting to pay the bills. You need to make sure you pay them all on time as I shouldn’t have to remind you. This I hope will teach you that lesson.“ With that, Emma pulled her arm back and proceeded to land hard spanks on alternate bottom cheeks so that Lucy also received twelve spanks.

She, like the other two, let out twelve gasps which got louder and louder as the spanks continued to land. After the spanks stopped it was Lucy's turn to be respectful to the younger woman she loved and obeyed, with, "Yes, ma'am, sorry, ma'am."

Emma was satisfied that all three very naughty women were now fully aware that they were about to receive the usual hard spanking because of their misbehaviour and, savouring for a few moments the three now slightly redder bare bottoms, she ordered, "Right, turn around and face me and make sure you keep your hands on your heads."

As they turned to face the stern-looking Emma, Lucy licked her lips and looked worried as she asked, “May I ask a question, please ma’am?”

Emma was clearly annoyed but reckoned it had to be important for Emma to interrupt the process, and so, keeping her stern look, replied, “Yes, girl, what is it?”

Lucy still looked worried as she asked, “Erm ma’am, I saw the reminder today but it was to pay your gym bill. That should come from your account but I think it took you over your overdraft limit as your bank rejected the payment, ma’am.”

Emma was pretty sure that the letter demanding payment was not in connection with her gym account and reported, “It’s no use trying to avoid getting spanked by lying, Lucy. Lying is a serious offence and for that, I will have to add additional spanks with the hairbrush.”

Lucy, though, maintained her innocence, albeit tentatively, and suggested, “The letter is on the kitchen table, ma’am. Maybe I could go and get it and we can both check, ma’am?”

Emma was certain that this was all to do with one of the accounts that Lucy had to pay, and so, still confident, she instructed, “Okay then, Lucy, go into the kitchen and bring the letter here.“

Lucy walked towards the door, keeping her hands on her head to show her continuing obedience. A few moments later she returned clutching the letter in her hands which were still clasped above her head. Of course, as she was naked there was nowhere she could hook the letter into and still keep her hands on her head so this seemed to be the best way of remaining obediente and being respectful, whilst, at the same time, bringing the letter to Emma. So, as she walked over to Emma she said, in her usual respectful tone whenever about to be disciplined by her younger girlfriend, “Here is the letter, ma’am.“

As soon as Lucy handed the letter to Emma she quickly went back and stood next to the other two, facing Emma still with her hands above her head. In a way she was very worried that Emma would be embarrassed when she discovered that the letter did indeed refer to the invoice that she had to pay. Lucy had even thought about not telling Emma and just taking the spanking and caning but thought that Emma would prefer to know the truth and would be horrified later on if she had incorrectly disciplined her.

Emma gave Lucy a, ‘You silly girl,’ look before taking the letter out of the envelope. Her face then froze as soon as she saw the letter did, in fact, refer to her gym account, and nothing that Lucy had to pay for. She swallowed hard as she digested the fact that she had been wrong and silently scolded herself for making such an awful mistake which was so unlike her.

Once Emma accepted she had made the mistake she blushed as she glanced towards Lucy and said, “I am sorry, Lucy, but you are right, so I won’t discipline you.” 

Lucy was so relieved that Emma accepted so readily that she had made a mistake. She knew so many adults who refused to admit to their mistakes and blustered their way through any arguments if they were the ones normally in charge. Lucy now realised that she shouldn’t have been so worried to point out to Emma she had made such a bad mistake, and loved her, even more, knowing that to be the case.

Emma wanted to make sure the other two didn’t get any ideas about arguing against their own punishments and so, glaring at Miss Johnson and Linda she said sternly, “I will be disciplining you two, still,” and happily saw them both grimace at the very stern reminder.

However, Lucy didn’t think that fair and said in a firmer voice than before, “I don’t think that you should be the one to discipline Miss Johnson and Linda, Lucy. You have just broken a rule set for all of us, and, if we had been the ones to break it you would certainly have given us a spanking. Why should that be different for you?”

Emma was quite taken aback by Lucy’s stance, although did have to accept that accusations that proved to be wrong were on the list of rules that justified being disciplined. However, she felt that as the woman in charge of the other three that wouldn’t apply to her and asked, although not as authoritatively as usual, “Isn’t the discipline regime about disciplining those who have to comply with the regime, whilst I am in the position of imposing it?“

Emma had to admit that part of the reason that she felt she should not be disciplined herself was her absolute hatred of being spanked. She hated the humiliation of it as well as the pain itself. She also thought that it was right that she was the one who disciplined the others rather than being disciplined herself.

Lucy was surprised that Emma was taking that stance and replied, “I know that you are effectively the strict mum here, ma’am, but that shouldn’t mean you are untouchable. Surely you should be leading by example? It is hardly being maternal to make others obey the rules and then break them yourself without penalty. As much as I know I have benefited from your strict control and want and need that to continue to happen and don’t want to be the one to punish you really, you need to be, maybe just this once, but otherwise it is one rule for us and another for you, ma’am.” Lucy then looked nervously at Emma who seemed to be seriously considering what she had just been told.

Emma suddenly realised that what Lucy was telling her was correct. She may well be the maternal member of the group, and rightly so because she was the one who had pulled the other three up for their shortcomings just like the head of the family should. However, Lucy was equally right that that didn’t mean the head of the household was untouchable. The real question, therefore, was whether the head of the household accepted they were really subject to the same rules as the rest of the family. As much as Emma hated the thought of being spanked she had to admit to herself that she would’ve punished any of the other three if they have done the same thing as she had, so it certainly made sense that she shouldn’t get away with.

Emma looked towards Miss Johnson and Linda and could see they were agreeing more with Lucy than they with her. So, once again she was edging more towards accepting being punished.

Lucy saw the uncertainty in Emma’s face and added, “I do love you so much Emma, and I know you love me, and that you spank me so long and so hard because you love me. Please know that my love for you will not diminish if you refuse to be disciplined, but I do think you would be wrong to impose your control over us then refuse to accept a punishment for breaking exactly the same rules.”

Emma had to finally admit that she couldn’t argue against the logic and that, actually, by leading by example it would enable her to continue to impose the rules as strictly as she did already, and it would even be the incentive for her to make sure that she didn’t break any of the rules again herself. So, accepting Lucy’s argument, she blushed and winced as she asked Lucy, "What punishment do you think I should get?”

Lucy was still nervous as this would be the first time that she would have disciplined her younger girlfriend and lover but remained focused and replied, “Well, I guess that you will have spanked me with your hand and hairbrush, and so I should do the same to you.” Lucy held her breath as she waited for Emma‘s response. 

Emma immediately thought that punishment was fair, although still far more painful than she would’ve wanted. However, she needed to be dealt with firmly, and so, ready to accept, asked, “So, shall I deal with Miss Johnson and Linda first?”

Lucy thought for only a moment before replying, “Emma, I think that as it is the three of you that have misbehaved, and me that hasn’t, on this occasion I should be the one to deal with all three of you.”

Emma gasped with surprise but then thought that through almost instantaneously knowing that Lucy was again right and that it should even be like that going forward if three of the four misbehaved and deserved a punishment at the same time. Once again she realised that it would also be an added incentive for her to behave and keep to the rules because she was absolutely sure that she would do whatever she had to do to avoid being spanked again.

So, accepting Lucy’s decision, Emma replied, “Yes, ma’am.“ Emma knew that she had to give Lucy the same respect that she demanded from the other three. She also added, “Shall I get undressed, ma’am?”

Lucy swallowed hard at the realisation that she was actually going to be the one to spank all three women both with her hand and the hairbrush. She hoped that she was up to it, and fully intended to do her best. She, therefore, replied, in a sterner tone of voice than she would normally have used, “Yes, Emma, get undressed like the others and go and stand next to them with your hands on your head.”

Lucy saw the looks of surprise on the faces of both Miss Johnson and Linda, although, equally, they never argued against it. She supposed that they both agreed with her that even the maternal head of the family should be subject to correction if she breaks one of the household rules. Whilst that may not be the norm, Lucy, and she reckoned the other two as well, all agreed that that would be far better for everyone if every household operated under the same rules. It would even be an added incentive for those normally on the receiving end of a punishment to know that they could be asked, at any time, to give the same punishment to the one in charge of discipline.

So, with the position set, they all watched as Emma pulled her very tight pink vest top over her head, folded it, and put it on the table next to the other women’s clothes. She then put her hands behind her back, unclipped her bra, let the straps slip down her arms, caught it, folded it, and put it with her vest top. As she bent down and she pushed her tight cotton shorts and slinky sexy knickers towards the floor so her sexy kissable and suckable breasts bounced up and down which Lucy knew had immediately turned her on, and whilst she felt the flutters flying around her vagina she managed to control herself even as Emma stepped out of her shorts and knickers and her equally kissable and lickable shaved pussy lips were on show. 

Emma wasn’t thinking about whether or not she looked sexy to Lucy as she stood naked, but was only thinking about the pain that she was about to suffer at the hands of her loving girlfriend. She supposed that that was still preferable to being spanked by anyone else, but reminded herself that it was her that accused Lucy of failing to do something that she had been the one who had failed to do and so she quickly came to terms with the fact that as the discipline regime was in place it was exactly right that she was disciplined when she broke one of the rules.

A few moments later Lucy was looking at the three naked women facing her, each with her hands on their heads and looking very worried. Of course, Lucy was aware that that was how she would normally feel if she was one of those women standing naked with her hands on her head waiting to be spanked. However, she went over to the table and, making the point, slipped her bra back on, securing the clips together at the back, stepped into her knickers, then slipped into her sleeveless summery floral dress, zipping it up. Now she was the one in the room who was dressed she felt like the authoritative adult who was very much in charge of the three very naughty girls.

Lucy knew it was time to proceeded with the three spankings and glared at each of the three naughty women before walking over to the side cabinet, opening the top drawer, and taking out two of the thick wooden-backed hairbrushes. She knew it was normal for Emma to take two hairbrushes out because of the number of times that one of them broke partway through a spanking. It also reinforced the seriousness of the situation for the naughty women about to be spanked.

Lucy then went and turned one of the dining chairs into the room, placed both hairbrushes within easy reach behind her on the table, and sat down. She didn’t need to flatten her dress out because it had already risen so nicely right up her thighs so she knew that the naughty girl's tummies would be pressing down on her bare thighs. She then glared at Emma and ordered, “Come here, Emma, and get across my lap so I can spank you with the other two watching.”

Emma grimaced as she stepped across the room towards Lucy knowing she had earned the spanking that she was about to get. Moments later Emma had lowered herself across Lucy’s bare thighs and her face was just inches from the floor and her hair was trailing on the carpet. As she glanced towards Lucy’s very close upside-down legs and then saw her own dangling under the far side of the chair she had to admit that this was her worst nightmare and she had often thought over in her mind as she lay in bed just what it might be like to suffer a very hard disciplinary spanking. She always laughed at the thought, though, knowing that she was the one in control of the other three. However, she wasn’t laughing now and for the very good reason that she was about to experience exactly what a disciplinary spanking was like. 

Lucy held her arms away as Emma lowered herself across her lap and loved how Emma’s face passed so close to her own and then continued downwards, and as soon as she had settled herself down she placed her palm on Emma’s bare bottom and rubbed in circles. Of course, this was the same bare bottom that she had kissed so often and with so much love, so it did seem strange that she was rubbing exactly where she used to kiss, knowing that as soon as she was ready she was going to raise her hand and bring her palm down as hard as she could on Emma’s oh so lovable bare bottom.

Emma was breathing deeply and feeling correctly submissive but also worried about the first spank, and, when it landed, she gasped although more in shock than in pain. Of course, she had been expecting the spank but, even so, knowing that Miss Johnson and Linda were both watching just felt the humiliation she knew that they felt when they were the ones being spanked. Then, as Emma proceeded to land spank after spank on alternate bottom cheeks so she hated more and more being spanked as she looked at Lucy’s upside-down legs, and across the room at the upside-down legs of both Miss Johnson and Linda. Emma then had a sudden panic wondering how they would both think about being spanked by her again and wondered if they would insist that Lucy took on that maternal role. However, as her bottom stung more and more, so that thought left her and she focused much more on coping with the increasing pain.

Lucy continued to land hard spank after hard spank on Emma’s quickly darkening red bottom cheeks, and even though she heard Emma’s louder and louder gasps and saw her squirm around on her lap in the usual fruitless attempt to avoid the spanks, she continued with her discipline spanking knowing that Miss Johnson and Linda were looking on and would both be aggrieved, quite rightly, if Emma received anything less than the very hard discipline spanking that she was going to give the two of them in just a little while. She did look up and see their two faces and the concern on them, which was the same way that they looked whenever in anticipation of being spanked by Emma. That made Lucy feel good, not because she was enjoying either spanking Emma or was going to enjoy spanking the other two, but it just meant that she was doing the job she had to do.

Once Lucy had turned Emma’s bottom cheeks as red as Emma would’ve done, so she started to spank the same bottom cheek time and again rather than alternately. She landed six spanks on the same bottom cheek before then landing six spanks on the other bottom cheek, and saw how both bottom cheeks were turning darker and darker red more quickly than when spanked alternately. She could also see that Emma was squirming around on her lap rather more, and was kicking her legs. The gasps were also getting louder and louder.

Once Lucy was happy with the now even darker shades of red of Emma‘s bottom cheeks, she stopped spanking her with her hand, turned around and picked up one of the thick wooden-backed paddle hairbrushes, turned back, tapped the hairbrush twice on each bottom cheek to make sure that Emma knew what was about to happen, raised her arm, and brought the hairbrush down with a loud thwack on Emma‘s far bottom cheek.

Lucy knew that Emma was struggling by the way that she threw her head back and then shook her head from side to side hissing in and out, presumably through clenched teeth Lucy reckoned, and then tensed her legs rather than kicking them. It was also clearly more painful because Emma‘s bottom cheeks had surrendered far more quickly and were far flatter than when being spanked with her hand. Nevertheless, she continued to land spank after spank with what she always referred to as the horribly horrid hairbrush because when spanked with it herself she dissolved into uncontrollable crying after just a dozen or so spanks.

Emma tensed her bottom cheeks as she felt the hairbrush tapped twice albeit lightly on each bottom cheek and as the hairbrush landed for the first spank it hurt so much more than she had ever thought it would, and she reacted by shaking her head from side to side, hissing in and out through clenched teeth, and tensing her arms and legs. She knew that this was the reaction from all three women when she spanked them, and she never held back even though they all struggled in the same way, but now she could see that it was still so horrible when being spanked herself. However, she again reminded herself that this was all her own fault and, as much as the other three deserved to be spanked time and again, Emma knew that, today, was her turn, and she was certainly learning a very good lesson from it.

Lucy carefully kept count of the number of times she landed the thick wooden paddle hairbrush on Emma‘s bottom, knowing that she had settled upon thirty spanks on each bottom cheek. Of course, she realised all too clearly that whilst her hand stung slightly when she used her hand to spank Emma, although it didn’t sting anywhere near as much as Emma‘s bottom would be stinging, but when she used the hairbrush her hand wasn’t stinging at all yet Emma’s bottom cheeks will have been stinging far far more than during the hand spanking. That didn’t stop Lucy for one second, though, because she kept reminding herself that this had to be the same pain-filled discipline spanking that Emma gave her and the other two ladies who were still obediently standing looking down at the spanking taking place, still naked, and still with tense looks on their faces knowing that their turn to suffer in the way that Emma was suffering was just a little while away.

As Emma dissolved into uncontrolled crying she did reflect on the fact that she knew that Lucy got aroused by being spanked. She understood it was for discipline purposes, but, once over, Lucy found the stinging pain sent flutters flying around her vagina. Emma wondered, in those last moments before losing the ability to think about anything other than the intense stinging pain, whether that would happen to her. Equally, she wondered whether Lucy was getting aroused by actually spanking her, and, if she was, would that mean that she would want to spank her again even as foreplay to sex making love? Time would tell.

Lucy was still counting the spanks although landing them each time as hard as she knew she had to, even though she heard Emma now had dissolved into her state of uncontrolled crying. She had to admit, though, that perhaps she had been a little tough on Emma. After all, everyone makes mistakes, even those in a position of authority, but whilst discipline should most certainly be imposed on those who persistently break the rules, maybe those in authority should be allowed to get away with mistakes once in awhile without being spanked. She certainly wondered what Miss Johnson and Linda would think of that.

Lucy got to the last few spanks to be given on each bottom cheek and made sure that they were slightly harder than all of the others, as evidenced by the way each bottom cheek was flattened even more before bouncing back and swirling around, but also by the way that Emma shook her head from side to side hissing in and out through clenched teeth, and tensing her arms and legs. It was all what happened to her and to the other two when Emma spanked them, so she knew that made sense even as she made sure the last spank on each bottom cheek was the hardest of them all.

Lucy listened to Emma crying as she looked down and saw both bottom cheeks were bruised blue almost all over. Again, that was how her bottom ended up when Emma spanked her, and so she knew that Emma would find it very difficult to sit down comfortably for quite some time to come. It was all part of learning the lesson that was intended to be learnt, Lucy knew. However, as much as she now sympathised with Emma and wanted to give her a maternal hug, she knew that she had to move on and ordered, “Right, Emma, get up and go and stand next to the other two, looking at me, and make sure your hands are on your head and you do not rub your bottom.”

Emma took a few moments to register the instruction before easing herself up from Lucy’s lap and, when standing, immediately turned and went and walked towards Miss Johnson and Linda. She realised that she couldn’t make out anything other than their blurred forms because her eyes were full of tears which she also felt running quite freely down her face. She knew that her bottom was stinging so much but she wasn’t allowed to even start to ease the pain by rubbing her cheeks. She just obediently got to the other two, turned, and then immediately clasped her hands on top of her head to make sure that she didn’t try to rub her bottom. She knew the tears were still running down her face and she was still crying as well but didn’t hold anything against Lucy who she accepted acted so correctly.

Lucy waited for Emma to put her hands on her head before looking at Miss Johnson and saying sternly, “Right, Miss Johnson, come over here please and bend across my lap.”

Miss Johnson winced as she took the few steps across the room and stood to Lucy’s side looking down at her bare thighs. She had been here so many times, albeit about to bend over Emma’s lap, but she knew that, from having seen how Lucy had just disciplined Emma, that this was going to be the same very hard and very painful spanking Emma gave her. Nevertheless, she had earned the spanking and lowered herself down across Lucy’s lap, now seeing Lucy’s upside-down legs and her own dangling under the far side of the chair. 

Lucy watched as Miss Johnson lowered her arms and saw her full breasts swaying in such an alluring way that all she really wanted to do was kiss and suck her nipples. She had those feelings before, but, like now, knew it was never going to happen, nor should it, because her one and only love was Emma. That didn’t stop her looking at other women, particularly when they were naked, and, like now, it sent flutters flying around her vagina. As Miss Johnson then lowered herself across her lap she even enjoyed watching her face pass so close to her own, and the feel of her tummy pressing down on her bare thighs. Then, focusing on what she now had to do as she placed her hand on her bottom cheeks, knowing they were larger than Emma’s and fleshier, she knew that she had to turn this very naughty bottom as red and then blue bruised as she had turned Emma’s.

As Miss Johnson settled down across Lucy’s lap and felt her hand rubbing her bottom in circles, so she once again conditioned herself to the fact that she had earned another spanking albeit it was being given to her by someone new. Of course, that didn’t matter at all because what was important was that she had broken a rule and needed to be disciplined. It actually wasn’t down to her to decide who should discipline her and she fully understood Emma’s acceptance that it should be Lucy spanking her today. Miss Johnson didn’t know it but just then she had the same thought as Lucy in that perhaps it was a little bit wrong for Emma to be spanked for breaking the rule as it was the first time she had broken a rule in such a long time. That was so different to Lucy Linda and herself who didn’t seem to be able to keep to the rules for very long even knowing the punishment that they would receive each time they broke a rule. 

Lucy focused and raised her hand and then brought her palm down on Miss Johnson‘s far bottom cheek, and then spanked her again on her near bottom cheek, and continued to spank her on alternate bottom cheeks turning her them darker and darker shades of red. Miss Johnson wasn’t coping any better than Emma did and let out louder and louder gasps as Lucy changed to spanking each bottom cheek time and again just as she had done when spanking Emma.

Lucy did smile to herself at the thought that spanking two bottoms was actually turning into quite a workout for at least one arm. Still, that was just a minor gain on her part but still encouraged her to spank Miss Johnson’s bare bottom cheeks as hard as she could.

Miss Johnson knew she was squirming around on Lucy‘s lap just as she did when Emma spanked her, but that only proved what she knew earlier which was the spanking was going to be every bit as hard as Emma’s. That was good, though, she told herself, because she knew from her own experience that anything other than a discipline spanking would not help her to learn her lesson in any way at all. So, as the spanks continued to land on her bottom so she kept reminding herself that she must do better in keeping to the rules.

Once Lucy turned both of Miss Johnson‘s bottom cheeks dark enough shades of red she again stopped spanking with her hand, turned and picked up the hairbrush, turned back, tapped it twice on each nicely red bottom cheek, raised her arm, and then brought the hairbrush down with the usual loud thwack.

Miss Johnson gasped as she always did when spanked with the hairbrush. She knew that each stroke of the cane was far worse than each spank of the hairbrush, but when comparing six or even twelve strokes of the cane to sixty spanks with the hairbrush she told herself she would rather be caned any time. With a hairbrush the spanks just kept on coming without any respite or chance to recover, which was different to leaving several seconds gap between each stroke of the cane. Nevertheless, the choice was never hers, and Emma had decided using the hairbrush was a better punishment because it left her across her lap in an even more humiliating position than bending over and clasping hold of the seat of the chair.

Lucy kept careful count of the spanks with the hairbrush, just as she had done when spanking Emma. Again, as she got towards the last few spanks she increased the strength, and, again like with Emma, the last spank on each bottom cheek was definitely the hardest. When she looked down at Miss Johnson‘s bottom she saw that both bottom cheeks were equally blue bruised as Emma’s was, even though they were fleshier. Maybe she had spanked Miss Johnson even harder than Emma, she wondered, but doubted it. Anyway, the spanking was over and so she looked at the back of Miss Johnson‘s head, and ordered, “Okay, Miss Johnson, you can get up now. Do not rub your bottom but go straight back and stand facing me with your hands on your head.”

Miss Johnson felt, like she always did, just like one of the girls at her sixth form college she had caned. She certainly felt as though she had learnt a very good lesson, and that Lucy was a very good teacher. Time would tell whether Lucy would get to spank her again as that decision firmly rested with the authoritative Emma. However, as Miss Johnson eased herself up from Lucy’s lap and went back and stood facing her with her hands on her head, she hoped that she would behave and not break any rules and therefore not earn another spanking for as long as possible.

Lucy waited for Miss Johnson to turn and look at her and put her hands on her head, and once again thought how her nipples breasts and pussy lips were so kissable and suckable. Of course, she was standing next to Emma who had even more deliciously kissable and suckable breasts nipples and pussy lips and she was just so in love with Emma and perhaps even more than before.

Linda was now feeling tense as she knew that her turn had come to be given a horribly hard spanking. She knew that she had argued with Emma‘s mum, but not just argued but was rude as well and definitely broke several rules and therefore had earned a spanking. She still supposed that she would have liked Emma‘s mum to be the one to spank her, and, when they did get married, maybe that’s the way it would turn out. However, in the meantime, she knew that she needed to be disciplined and that Emma was more than willing to do that, mainly because Emma loved them both. It was just strange that Emma, being a teenager, was in charge of her and Miss Johnson, two women far older than herself, as well as her own older girlfriend, but Linda equally knew, just as Miss Johnson knew, that age didn’t matter when it came to being the disciplinarian or the one deserving to be disciplined.

Lucy turned her attention to Linda and ordered, “Okay Linda, come here and get across my lap.”

Linda winced and blushed as she quickly walked across the room and eased herself down across Lucy’s bare thighs. She too was now so used to looking at another woman’s upside-down legs, albeit this time it was Lucy’s and not Emma’s. She had spent the time watching both Emma and Miss Johnson being spanked thinking how she needed to improve her behaviour and hoped this would help. Of course, her memory of the spanking being what it was, she knew, albeit reluctantly, even if this was as hard and pain-filled as normal, it would only be a reminder for a short while. She could never understand why that was the case because otherwise, she was a responsible and rule-abiding person. Maybe it was because she liked the humiliation of being naked in front of other people, or just the fact that she liked to be under someone else’s control. Either way, as she felt her bottom being rubbed she knew she was definitely going to hate this spanking as she hated every spanking.

Lucy looked down on Linda’s bare bottom and saw that it wasn’t quite as fleshy as Miss Johnson’s but was fleshier than Emma’s. She smiled at the realisation that there were so many different sizes of bottom to spank, although, equally, the end result was still someone who was crying uncontrollably with a very red and blue bruised bare bottom. So, as she spanked Linda on alternate bottom cheeks time and again so she told herself that this, as with Miss Johnson and Emma, had to be a discipline spanking that taught Linda the lesson that she needed to learn.

Lucy felt that she was now really getting into the swing of giving a spanking. However, she still didn’t think that she deserved to be the person in authority and today was just because she was the only one of the four who had not broken any rules. She knew that she would have to go back to the one being spanked, and, as she glanced towards Emma and saw her tear-stained face she knew that it was Emma who had to be the one in charge of her, and who should really be in charge of the other two as well as they needed the continuing incentive of a discipline spanking.

Linda was finding it hard, as usual, to cope with the spanking, and more so once Lucy started to spank her on the same bottom cheek time and again before spanking the other bottom cheek time and again. She knew this was all part of the time-honoured process but was always so effective when she was the one being spanked. It didn’t matter to her that she only remembered her lesson for a relatively short time because she knew that she would be taught that lesson again just as soon as she reverted to type and broke another rule. Better though, she told herself, and that she was dealt with strictly and on a no second chance basis.

Lucy kept on spanking Linda’s bottom until both bottom cheeks were as glowing red as she had turned Emma’s and Miss Johnson’s. She then picked up the wooden-backed hairbrush, checking it out because sometimes it would have splintered after two spankings, but, happy that it was still in good shape, tapped both of Linda’s bottom cheeks twice, raised her hand, and then brought the hairbrush down with another loud thwack on Linda’s far bottom cheek. She then proceeded to spank Linda on alternate bottom cheeks and, like with the other two, even though Linda was squirming around on her lap, shaking her head from side to side and hissing in and out through clenched teeth, so she continued to land very hard spanks with the wooden-backed paddle hairbrush. Once again, as she got towards the end of the sixty spanks she made the last few spanks harder than the rest, and made sure the last spank on each bottom cheek was the hardest of them all. 

Linda had dissolved into uncontrolled crying after only a few spanks with the hairbrush. She always found it difficult to cope with that horribly pain-filled implement but knew she had to accept it and it did do her so much good. Of course, Emma‘s mum would discover tonight that she had been spanked once again, but at least would be able to say today that she was spanked by Lucy, but that was never going to make any difference to how they made love. Sandra had a similar personality to Emma in that she was forceful and authoritative and was used to being in charge and Linda loved her so much for being like that with her. She just hadn’t made the decision to spank her as she was an adult, but Linda hoped that might change once they were married.

Lucy eventually finished the sixty spanks with the hairbrush and put it back on the table and then listened to Linda’s uncontrolled crying and saw her body shaking as she cried. Lucy was satisfied that she had given all three women a proper discipline spanking which she suspected they would remember for quite some time to come, particularly whilst they were unable to sit down comfortably because of their bruised bottoms. 

Giving Linda’s bottom a last look, Lucy ordered, “Okay, Linda, you can get up and go back and stand facing me with your hands on your head but do not rub your bottom.”

A few moments later and Lucy saw in front of her three now very contrite women with tear-stained faces standing with their hands on their heads and still naked. She then went and walked behind them and Lucy had to admit to enjoying the sight of three very red and blue bruised bottoms as well as listening to the continuing sobs that each of them were making. Even so, she told herself that she would apologise to Emma for getting her to accept a spanking. She even wondered whether Emma would give her a spanking when they went to bed together tonight, and, if she did, then Lucy would not complain.

It was time to call the punishments done, though and announced, “Okay, ladies, your punishment is over. You can now get dressed.”

There were definite sighs of relief coming from all three women as they turned and lowered their hands. They were still letting out occasional sobs and wiping tears away from their faces but were on the way to recovery. However, all three definitely knew that they had deserved to be spanked and were thankful that Lucy had dealt with them so strictly. 

Miss Johnson was the first to go over to Lucy and say, “Thank you for dealing with me, ma’am. I know I will remember this lesson for quite some time” Miss Johnson knew that the reality was that she wouldn’t remember the lesson for long but she wanted to make Lucy think that she had done exactly the right thing. 

Of course, Lucy knew better, as did Emma and Linda, and all three expected to see Miss Johnson return again soon, although next time more likely to be disciplined by Emma once again. Anyway, they smiled as she quickly got dressed and went home.

Linda was next to go over to her stepdaughter to be and fell into Lucy’s hugging arms and accepted her kiss on her cheek, and heard Lucy say in such a loving way, “I hope you will go and apologise to Emma’s mum and not argue so rudely again.” 

Linda hugged Lucy back and had so much respect for her. She really hoped that she would be more respectful of Sandra and that they would get married as arranged in a month’s time. She didn’t know whether after that Emma would continue to discipline her or whether Sandra would. She just knew that she needed one of them to deal with her in a very strict no second chance way. Anyway, today had happened and, smiling even with her blurred vision, she said, “Thank you so much for dealing with me, ma’am. I know that we are both lucky to be part of such a loving family.”

Linda then collected her clothes and left the living room and went upstairs to Sandra‘s bedroom. She lay on the bed and eased her fingers along her wet pussy and then eased inside as she flicked her taut clit and exploded in a huge orgasm. As she recovered from her orgasm she knew that she still hated to be spanked but that she deserved to be on a regular basis. She could still never quite understand how come she got aroused afterwards even as her bottom stung so crazily, but she did and supposed that would continue to be the case. She knew that the discipline side of what happened today was what was really important for her and Sandra and that actually no one would care too much that she masturbated afterwards. Maybe that would change after she and Sandra were married and Sandra would make good girl love to her she had been spanked.  

Emma then went over to Lucy and hugged her and as their cheeks touched so Lucy felt the wet tears on Emma’s face. Lucy hugged Emma really hard gave her another kiss, opening her mouth to encourage in Emma’s tongue which then entwined with her own and they kissed so lovingly before Emma pulled herself away and, smiling at Lucy, said, “I am so sorry I wrongly accused you and so deserved to be spanked. However, I hope I have learned my lesson.”

Lucy smiled back and said a heartfelt, “I hope you have, Emma, because I know that I need you more than ever to deal with me strictly and still without giving me a second chance. It is me who is the naughty one of the two of us and will constantly need to be disciplined.”

Emma gave Lucy another loving kiss before putting on a fake stern face and saying, “Don’t worry, my love, you will be getting plenty of ‘3’ messages from me.”

Lucy smiled and replied knowing she meant every word, “Thank you, ma’am. I am so relieved to hear that.”

Smiling, Emma took Lucy‘s hand and led her out of the living room and up the stairs and towards her bedroom. They smiled as they heard the orgasmic gasps coming from the main bedroom and knew that Linda was masturbating. 

They got to Emma’s bedroom where she lay on the bed and watched Lucy get undressed and moments later they were lying next to each other kissing and sucking each other’s breasts and nipples and with their tongues licking and fingers caressing the others very wet pussy lips and flicking each other’s taut clit and, and it didn’t take long for both Emma and Lucy to let out their own orgasmic gasps as they both came together, once again being the loving couple they were.

So, equilibrium was reinstated with Miss Johnson at her house lying on her bed masturbating but knowing she had been correctly dealt with. Linda was masturbating in the adjoining bedroom and also knew that she had been rightly disciplined. Both also knew they wanted Emma to be the one who was strict with them and deal with any misbehaviour as firmly as she had always done.

As Lucy and Emma caressed each other after giving each other several orgasms Lucy knew it had been exciting to spank the three women. However, she also knew that from now on she would be the only one to be disciplined and by Emma who she needed to be even stricter with her than before so she knew who was in control of their loving relationship. 

So all four women wanted to revert to the way it was before today although had learned from it. However, what they all knew was that they never wanted to change from having the authoritative teenager, Emma, as the one and only one in charge of them.