Another Friday Afternoon Visit By Ms. Sherrington free porn video

The look of shock, and even sheer horror, that spread across my face was met with a wide, beaming smile from Dawn Sherrington, my adopted mum Zoe’s friend, and the School Nurse at my school. The blonde-haired woman looked up at me from the sofa as I walked into the living room, not saying a word as I noticed her sitting there. My eyes quickly shifted from the thirty-year-old woman to the collection of spanking implements that had been neatly laid out on the coffee table in the middle of the room. I stood there, open-mouthed at the realisation that I was going to receive another punishment. Zoe Rudd had been true to her words.

It had been three days since I had been caught by my adopted mum in my bedroom, absolutely naked. That in itself would have been embarrassing for me, but not as embarrassing as being discovered, lying on my bed, masturbating, talking about Dawn’s younger, dark-haired assistant, Stephanie Brown. The twenty-three-year-old had given in to my request that she smack my bottom at work a few weeks before. She had then taken me by surprise by masturbating me until I squirted into her hands after my punishment. I could not get this out of my head and had masturbated more than usual. This time, I had not heard my adopted mum climbing the stairs or opening my bedroom door. I had been caught red-handed – and red-faced.

Zoe had said nothing, simply looking at me from the doorway. We had not talked about it and the atmosphere in the house had become difficult. The only real mention of what I had been caught doing had been made at dinner that previous evening and had ended with Zoe promising me that she would be speaking to Ms. Sherrington about my behaviour. I had hoped that my sweet, adopted mum was just saying it as a threat to me not to play with myself in the future. However, she had made that call, and now, here was the no-nonsense School Nurse sitting in our living room, drinking coffee with my adopted mum, with her spanking implements neatly laid out on the coffee table, waiting for me.

I looked at Zoe, who was sitting on the sofa next to Dawn Sherrington, and then back to the implements that lay on the table in front of me. It was Ms. Sherrington who broke the uneasy silence.

“I’m back here again, Peter.” She said as she sat up, her breasts standing out proudly under her light grey nurse’s dress.

“Here to smack your bottom again and teach you a lesson like I said I would if you ever misbehaved again.” She continued, not taking her eyes from me for a second.

“Do you want to tell me why Zoe has asked me to come over this evening to smack your bottom?” She looked across at Zoe and then back to me.

I stood absolutely still, staring at her. I remained silent, simply shaking my head at Zoe and Dawn. After a few moments of silence, it was the School Nurse who spoke.

“Masturbating!” She raised her voice.

I almost jumped six feet in the air in shock at the sheer anger in her voice, and Dawn Sherrington sensed that she had me exactly where she wanted me.

“Masturbating over Miss Brown. Saying that you’d like her to touch and suck that thing of yours.” She continued almost in a whisper.

Dawn slowly got to her feet and took the few steps across the living room until she was standing within inches of me. I lowered my head and looked at the carpeted floor, desperately trying to avoid the nurse’s stare. Her perfume was strong, and I tried to think of something else, anything else other than what I knew was coming my way in a short while. Ms. Sherrington deliberately pushed herself closer, ensuring that her well-formed and prominent breasts touched me through my school uniform. She remained silent for what seemed like an age as she sized me up, contemplating what she was going to say and do to me that evening.

Her small right hand reached for the front of my trousers and she stopped when she found my cock. It was flaccid. I certainly wasn’t aroused at the thought of a beating from Dawn.

“Not so excited now, are we, you naughty, dirty, disgusting boy?” She spoke sternly, squeezing my cock through my trousers as she did so.

I said nothing, instead concentrating upon the carpet in front of me.

“Not like when Miss Brown has you in the office, is it?” She continued, again, giving my cock another gentle squeeze.

I remained silent.

“Well, young man. I can assure you that you will not be asking Miss Brown for a spanking again after we’re finished with you tonight and I doubt you’ll be wanking over anyone – nurse’s uniform or otherwise after I’ve tanned your arse – Again!” She snapped.

I jumped slightly and this made Ms. Sherrington smile. She stopped touching the front of my trousers and stepped back, turning to look at Zoe, who was sat on the sofa, watching.

“You may well look nervously at my “toys,” Peter as they’re all going to be used this evening.” She spoke softly as she took a few steps away from me and towards the other end of the living room.

“We’ve also got a special surprise for you that will hopefully get it through to you that being spanked is not nice and masturbating over older ladies, or any ladies for that matter, will not be tolerated.” She smiled as she looked down at my adopted mum sitting on the sofa.

I continued to stand there, looking at the carpet, nervously shifting from foot to foot, knowing that I was going to be spanked again.

“We’re not going to waste any more time this evening young man.” Dawn hissed.

She turned her full attention back to me.

“You know the routine. All your clothes off – place them on the armchair over there and then stand in front of Zoe.” The nurse with the dark blonde hair, which she wore tied up with a black hair clip behind her head, pointed with her right hand to the armchair behind me.

I hesitated and continued standing there in shock at what was about to happen. I could not believe that my sweet and gentle adopted mum had called Dawn to come and punish me.

“Do I need to help you undress, Peter?” Ms. Sherrington took a step towards me.

“Because if I do, I’ll really make sure that you won’t be sitting comfortably for a week!” She snapped.

I was suddenly shocked into action and quickly turned away from her and stood by the armchair across from where Dawn stood watching me, arms folded across her chest, a thoroughly pissed off look spreading across her face.

“Everything off – and I mean – everything!” She continued to stare at me as I reluctantly began to remove my clothes.

Over the next few minutes, I slowly, and carefully, removed my school uniform, taking extra time to fold my shirt and trousers, anything to postpone the inevitable. I tried to avoid looking at the two ladies who were watching me get undressed. Finally, I placed my socks in my shoes and put them behind the armchair out of the way before slipping down my boxer shorts, carefully stepping out of them before bending down, picking them up and folding them before placing them on top of the pile of clothes on the chair.

“Over to Zoe, young man. You’re in for a real treat this evening.” Dawn Sherrington said cheerfully, looking across at my adopted mum.

Zoe sat on the middle seat on the leather sofa and tried to look stern. She continued looking at me as she adjusted her short-sleeved, light-blue cotton blouse and ran her hands over her black trousers with the fine pinstripes on them. She had said absolutely nothing the whole time and now it dawned on me.

My adopted mum was going to be the one spanking my bare bottom. I closed my eyes and stood there, almost on the brink of tears at the thought that my lovely, kind, quiet, sweet, adopted mum was actually going to take me over her knee and smack my bare bottom as Ms. Sherrington watched and probably cheered her on.

“That’s it, young man. You’ve figured it out, haven’t you?” The blonde-haired school nurse spoke from the other side of the living room.

“Your mum is going to help me tan that arse of yours tonight. Perhaps making her punish you like this will help you to realise that you do not ask my young assistant to smack your bottom and that you do not wank off at the thought of it!” She raised her voice, emphasizing the “wank off” part.

Ms. Sherrington smiled at Zoe before sitting down in the armchair.

“Right. You know how this works, Peter. Bend over your mum’s knee and take what she gives you.” Dawn spoke softly, toying with the silver buckle on the navy belt that she wore around her slim waist.

“And no fuss, otherwise we’ll just take my paddle, strap and cane and hold you down whilst I teach you a lesson that you won’t forget in a hurry!” She snapped.

As Dawn spoke, Zoe sat back on the sofa and moved her arms out of the way. She looked up at me, but the usually happy and smiling Zoe was gone, replaced by a strict, no-nonsense lady who was going to spank my bottom hard. She did not want to punish me, but all other methods had failed, and the spanking she had received from Dawn had been unpleasant. She did not want a repeat and so, my bottom was going to receive a long overdue spanking.

“Over my knee. Head on the cushion and feet resting on that arm, young man.” Zoe Rudd shuffled around on the sofa as I slowly moved towards her.

Carefully, and trying to avoid making eye contact with my adopted mum, I obeyed and soon was positioned across her lap, my face buried in one of the dark red cushions and my feet resting over the opposite arm of the sofa. Zoe sat there with me draped across her lap, both hands resting on my bareback.

“Just as we practised, Zoe.” Dawn Sherrington instructed softly and leaned forward in the armchair to get a closer look.

Zoe Rudd, nodded and slipped her left arm under my stomach, pulling me tightly into her blouse, its cold buttons brushing against my skin. My adopted mum used her right hand to brush her long blonde hair behind her ears before placing her large hand on my cold bottom. The thirty-eight-year-old took a few deep breaths, contemplating where she would land her first smack. I buried my face deeper into the cushion, anticipating what was coming my way and waited to feel that first, painful slap. Across from where we were, Dawn smiled at my adopted mum and leaned in closer.

“In your own time, Zoe. Remember, we need to teach this naughty young man that we don’t tolerate wanking, and that we need to cure him of his fascination about being spanked.” She spoke softly.

I felt Zoe rubbing my bottom with her warm hand and pushed my cock further against her right thigh.

“That bottom needs to be thoroughly warmed, Zoe, before we move on to the implements.” Dawn Sherrington continued, just as my adopted mum landed her first slap across the centre of my bare bottom.

“Slap!”

My adopted mum’s large right hand was surprisingly hard, and I wriggled around on her knee as the pain registered in my brain.

“Very good, Zoe. Keep going. I’ll tell you when to stop.” The School Nurse instructed.

Zoe Rudd nodded at her and took a few deep breaths before resuming this first, surprisingly, hard part of my punishment.

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

My adopted mum laid out half a dozen, slow and extremely hard, smacks with her hand across the muscular centre of my bottom.

She paused, giving my bottom a gentle rub, before resuming the onslaught, laying out her slaps slowly, and as hard as she physically could. The more she spanked, the warmer my bottom became. Zoe slapped my bum cheeks alternately, ensuring that she covered every inch of my buttocks, smiling as she noticed the change in colour. After about ten minutes, Zoe Rudd had turned my bottom from a pale shade of pink to a glowing red, my backside being hot to the touch. My blonde-haired adopted mum adjusted her blouse and looked over at Dawn, who was perched on the end of her armchair, smiling and nodding at what she had witnessed so far.

“Excellent work, Zoe!” She announced excitedly.

The thirty-year-old nurse moved around on the seat; the dampness in her knickers was becoming too much for her as she watched and thought about Zoe.

“But he really needs to feel your displeasure, Zoe.” She spoke softly, placing her hands flat in her lap.

“Slap the backs of his legs and his lower buttocks.” She smiled as she felt how aroused she was.

“As hard as you physically can, Zoe. Make him realise how angry and upset you are with him.” Dawn licked her lips as she thought of what she was going to do to my adopted mum once they had finished my punishment.

I was sniffing and sobbing into the cushion, which I held tightly over my face. My adopted mum’s hand was hard, and although her spanking had not been anywhere near as hard as one from Stephanie, I had tears in my eyes and was gasping for breath. Moments later, I felt Zoe pull me tightly into her trousers and blouse and her right hand stopped rubbing my bottom. She touched the creases in between my bum cheeks and tops of my legs before resuming my spanking.

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

Again, she alternated between left and right leg and the pain was intense. I wriggled and struggled for all I was worth as the pain hit home, but Zoe Rudd simply tightened the grip she had on me with her left arm meaning that I was going nowhere.

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

Another half a dozen slow, and full-force slaps, turned the backs of my legs a deep shade of red, Zoe’s handprints clearly visible. I cried into the cushion and tried to escape, but my adopted mum held on tight, laying out another two dozen, painful smacks before she stopped and removed her left arm from around my waist and rested her hand flat on my back. Her large right hand resumed rubbing my burning and sore bottom and thighs as she looked over at Ms. Sherrington.

Dawn got up from the armchair and adjusted her nurse’s dress and the navy belt around her waist. She looked down at my bottom and smiled at Zoe before walking over to the coffee table where she picked up the ebony-backed clothes brush in her left hand and turned and stood in front of my adopted mum, who sat on the sofa with me lying over her lap.

“Very good Zoe, but that is just the beginning and this naughty young man knows that. We are nowhere near finished teaching him a lesson this evening.” She smiled as she held the clothesbrush out for my mum, who took it in her right hand.

Unintentionally, I wriggled around on my adopted mum’s knees and opened my legs slightly, my cock still flaccid and in no mood to go hard at the prospect of a no-nonsense spanking from usually sweet and innocent Zoe Rudd. As I sniffed and sobbed into the by-now damp cushion, the blonde-haired woman contemplated Dawn’s ebony-backed clothes brush, looking at it and studying it closely, before laying it against my red and sore bottom. The next sensation I felt was being pulled tightly into Zoe’s blouse and trousers before she began to tap the nasty little brush against my bottom.

“I think a good hiding with my brush Zoe, and then we will see what effect we’re having on him.” Dawn Sherrington commented from the armchair, having retaken her seat, eager to witness the resumption of my punishment.

The blonde-haired nurse smiled at Zoe, trying to hide the fact that she was very aroused and wanted to take my adopted mum up to the bedroom once my punishment was over.

I pushed the cushion against my face and tried to compose myself for this part of my punishment. Having been whacked severely by Stephanie Brown with the same implement, I knew that this was going to hurt. My adopted mum paused, brushed her long blonde hair behind her ears before taking aim with the nasty little wooden-backed brush. She took aim against the fleshy centre of my muscular bottom, and slowly, and as hard as she physically could, laid out twenty-four painful smacks with the clothes brush across the centre of my bottom, ensuring that each bum cheek received an equal share.

“Crack!” “Crack!” “Crack!” “Crack!” “Crack!” “Crack!”

After the first smack with the brush, I began to wriggle, squirm and kick my legs for all I was worth, but Zoe Rudd simply paused and waited for me to calm myself before tightening her grip around my waist and laying on the next painful swipe. The more I cried and yelled into the cushion, the more I pleaded with her to stop, the more I promised her that I had learned my lesson, the harder she brought the clothesbrush down against my backside, turning it a dark shade of red with relative ease.

Zoe paused and placed the brush flat on my back, giving me a few moments to recover my composure. All I could hear was Dawn Sherrington laughing at me as she watched my theatrics.

“Oh, I think at least another two dozen – across the backs of his legs – and then I’ll give you a break, Zoe.” She spoke softly before laughing once more.

Moments later, the brush was lifted from my lower back and was tapped against my lower buttocks and the tops of my thighs before my adopted mum tightened the grip she had on me with her left arm and concluded this part of my punishment slowly, and as hard as she physically could, blocking out my cries and screams as she did so.

“Crack!” “Crack!” “Crack!” “Crack!” “Crack!” “Crack!”

Once she was finished, the thirty-eight-year-old placed the ebony-backed brush on my back and began to rub my burning bottom with her right hand. She smiled uneasily at Dawn, who had got to her feet once more and was looking down at my, by now, red, bruised and sore backside. The school nurse leaned over and took the brush from my back and returned it to the coffee table, picking up her large, white canvas plimsoll with its rubber sole as she did so. She held this in her small left hand and tapped it noisily against the palm of her right.

The two women said nothing for a few moments as they listened to my sniffs and sobs as I struggled to return my breathing back to normal. Eventually, it was Ms. Sherrington who spoke in her cold, unfeeling voice.

“I think that it is time that you took a break, Ms. Rudd.” She licked her lips as she looked at my adopted mum, knowing what the two ladies were going to do after I had been punished that evening.

“Up you get young man and stand in front of me.” She instructed, still tapping the large plimsoll against the palm of her right hand.

My adopted mum stopped rubbing my bottom and moved her hands out of the way, sitting back on the sofa as she did so. I struggled to my feet, wiping my eyes and nose with the back of my left hand as I did so and soon found myself towering over Dawn, who stood there, plimsoll in hand, looking at me.

“Not so aroused now, are we young man?” She pointed her large gym shoe at my flaccid cock.

“Not like having Stephanie wank you off, is it?” She laughed a wicked little laugh.

She touched my cock with the canvas plimsoll and looked into my eyes.

“Let’s make this clear to you, neither Zoe or myself are going to wank that thing off for you and by the time I’m finished with you, I hope that you realise that masturbating will not be tolerated.”

She stepped back and smiled at Zoe, who was adjusting her hair, then her blouse, as she sat on the sofa.

“Right, you dirty boy, I want you to bend over the arm of the sofa and lie over Zoe’s knee.” She spoke quietly, and gestured with the large, white, canvas plimsoll.

“And you’re going to take everything I give you without any fuss, otherwise I’ll start all over again. Do you understand me, you filthy little thing?” She hissed, continuing to stare at me through her light green eyes.

I sniffed and wiped my eyes and nose again, nodding at the short, blonde-haired woman.

“Over the arm of the sofa – now!” Dawn snapped.

Moments later, I was bent over the arm of the sofa, hips resting on the leather which raised my bottom in the air, presenting Ms. Sherrington with the perfect target. I placed the by now, damp cushion back over my face and prepared myself for the beating that was coming my way. Out of my sight, Zoe placed both hands on my back and pushed me down into her lap, applying as much pressure as she dared to hold me in position.

The School Nurse walked over to the left-hand side of the sofa and smiled at my adopted mum as she examined my already red and bruised bottom. Next, she took up her position to my side and carefully laid the large, size eleven plimsoll across the fleshy centre of my bottom.

“Now, young man. I know how unpleasant the whacking from Stephanie was with the plimsoll, but you may find this one even more uncomfortable, seeing as I punish a lot harder than she does.” She spoke sternly, as she began tapping the rubber-soled shoe against my already hot and swollen bottom.

“You won’t want to make a visit to my office once I’m through with you tonight, that’s for sure.” She continued.

Dawn kept tapping the heavy plimsoll against my bottom for a few moments before deciding to resume my punishment.

“Hold him tightly, Zoe, please. Twenty-four whacks with my plimsoll for a start.” Dawn Sherrington announced, lifting the plimsoll from my bottom as she did so.

Then silence.

A few moments later, the thirty-year-old School Nurse began laying out the painful punishment with the large gym shoe, slowly, and deliberately, landing the rubber-soled shoe over every inch of my bottom and thighs.

“Thump!” “Thump!” “Thump!” “Thump!” “Thump!” “Thump!”

My cries, screams, and promises to be good if only she would stop, were muffled by the cushion, which I pressed tighter and tighter to my face, the more the pain burned into my bottom. The predominant sound in the living room was the almost deafening noise of Dawn’s plimsoll landing against my bare buttocks, again and again, and again.

Zoe held me tightly, looking down at my back, trying to avoid looking at Ms. Sherrington, who said nothing, instead concentrating upon taking a good swing and then landing her nasty gym shoe in the correct place. Once she had administered those extremely painful swipes with her plimsoll, Dawn smiled and walked across to the coffee table where she placed the gym shoe down and picked up her large, American-style wooden spanking paddle with its eight holes, four holes laid out in two rows down its length.

The lady with the dark blonde hair contemplated this for a few moments, before walking back to the sofa, where Zoe was still holding me down across her knees.

She could feel that she was hot and damp from having me over her lap, but also at the thought of Dawn Sherrington in her nurse’s uniform. She wanted her to conclude my punishment quickly so she could take the younger woman up to bed.

“Right, you bad, bad boy. A dozen whacks with my lovely paddle here. No fuss, or we start all over again.” Dawn announced calmly, taking up her position at my left-hand side.

Zoe Rudd looked away from her and tried to concentrate on holding me securely in place, whilst at the same time, ignoring my sniffs and sobs.

The School Nurse wasted little time before she began tapping the heavy piece of wood against my bottom and then laying out her dozen swats with it, again, expertly ensuring that she visited every inch of my red and sore backside, giving me time between each painful whack to recover and delivering each at absolute full force.

“Whack!” “Whack!” “Whack!” “Whack!” “Whack!” “Whack!”

“Dirty beast.” She commented as she walked away and placed her paddle back on the coffee table.

My adopted mum leaned over and tried to soothe me, kissing the back of my shaven head gently, but stopped when Dawn returned, holding the thick, tan-coloured leather strap which she enjoyed using so much across the bare bottoms of those naughty, or lazy students who had been foolish enough to find themselves in her office.

“Ssshhh, Sweetie. It’s for your own good. Ms. Sherrington and I don’t enjoy having to do this to you, Sweetie.” Zoe soothed.

Dawn re-took her position to my left-hand side as I remained bent over the arm of the sofa and smiled at my adopted mum.

“She most certainly did enjoy doing this.” She thought to herself as she smiled angelically.

“Twelve with my strap and then we’ll finish him off with the cane, I think.” She commented as she laid the heavy piece of two-foot-long leather across my swollen bottom.

“This will drive our message home Zoe and I’m sure that you won’t have any trouble with him in the future.” She spoke icily.

“But I’m only a phone call or a text message away if he does.” She added as she took her strap back over her right shoulder.

Over the next ten minutes, or so, she calmly, and methodically, laid those twelve extremely painful smacks with the strap across the fleshy, but already hot and swollen, centre of my bottom. I wriggled and squirmed as the pain registered in my brain, but Zoe managed to hold me in place, presenting the School Nurse with an easy target for each stroke.

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

Again, my cries, screams and promises to behave myself fell on deaf ears as Dawn coolly went about her task. She smiled at Zoe as she walked back to the coffee table and laid the strap, with its tiny bloodspots, down. She paused and took a few deep breaths, adjusting her belt and her nurse’s dress before unfastening the button at the top. She was hot from her exertions, but also at the prospect of what she was going to do with Zoe Rudd once I had been scolded and put to bed for the night. She smiled at my adopted mum as she bent down and picked the dragon cane with its black woollen handle, from the table. She flexed this in both hands several times before walking back to the end of the sofa, where I was still bent over, sniffing and sobbing for everyone to hear.

Out of my view, Ms. Sherrington swished the two-foot-long cane to get the feel for it before taking up her position at my left-hand side. The next sensation I felt was the dense piece of wood being tapped against my bottom, the School Nurse deliberately targeting my lower buttocks.

“So, young man. I do hope that that “thing” is still floppy otherwise, I shall have to spank it until it is no longer in the mood, won’t I?” She laughed, continuing to tap my bottom with her cane.

“Hold him tightly, Zoe.” She instructed softly, and my adopted mum complied immediately, pushing down with greater force against my back.

My bottom, feeling my back being pushed down, rose a little higher in the air, presenting Ms. Sherrington with the perfect target.

“Twelve of my very, very best for you, young man and, if you cause me any fuss, then we will start again from number one.” She announced sternly.

I simply continued sobbing and crying into the by now, sodden cushion.

The dark blonde-haired school nurse placed her left foot in front of her right and bent her left knee slightly. She then placed her left hand on her hip and paused. After a few deep breaths, she nodded at Zoe and raised her cane in the air. A moment later, that first stroke landed, perfectly straight, across my lower right bum cheek with a painful,

“Swish!” “Thwack!”

“Dirty, little pervert!” Dawn snapped.

“Swish!” “Thwack!”

“Filthy, dirty little beast!” She added after her next swipe.

“Swish!” “Thwack!”

“I’ll stop you wanking over Miss Brown if I have to cane you all night, young man!”

“Swish!” “Thwack!”

“As if she would be interested in a little deviant like you!”

“Swish!” “Thwack!”

“You will learn to control that “thing” of yours or I’ll come and control it for you!”

“Swish!” “Thwack!”

“Filthy little pervert!” She hissed.

After the first six strokes, Ms. Sherrington paused and leaned in close to inspect her work. She smiled as she noticed the set of six, neat, red tram lines that her first set of strokes had imprinted across the lower part of my left and right bum cheeks, three dark red lines on each. Dawn slowly and carefully ran her left hand over my hot and sore bottom and thighs, not saying a word. Once satisfied, she re-took her position at my left-hand side and smiled across at Zoe.

“Nearly there, Zoe. I think this little one is beginning to understand what happens to naughty boys who want to do disgusting things.” She spoke softly as she tapped the cane against the creases in between my buttocks and thighs.

“The final six, young man. Prepare yourself!” She snapped, raising her cane in the air as she did so.

A moment later, my punishment resumed.

“Swish!” “Thwack!”

“Luckily, Miss Brown doesn’t know about you masturbating over her in her nurse’s uniform!”

“Swish!” “Thwack!”

“Can you imagine the beating you’d receive if she did know?”

“Swish!” “Thwack!”

“Maybe I’ll tell her and drag you along to our office and let her deal with you?”

“Swish!” “Thwack!”

“Disgusting little pervert!”

“Swish!” “Thwack!”

“And, as they say – the final stroke. Always the hardest one to drive that message home!”

“Swish!” “Thwack!”

Dawn held her cane against the crease in between my left bum cheek and thigh for a moment before lifting it and walking away. The pain was intense, and I was crying freely into the cushion, not caring that the two ladies could hear me. My bottom felt like it was on fire and so much worse than those two spankings I had received from Ms. Sherrington’s lovely dark-haired assistant, Stephanie Brown.

My adopted mum, held me tightly and once again, tried to soothe me by kissing the back of my head softly and “Sssshhhing” me. It was no good. The pain and the heat in my bottom and backs of my legs were all I could feel.

The School Nurse carefully laid her cane down on the coffee table and then walked into the dining room, returning a few moments later with a tube of gel and a pack of plasters. Ms. Sherrington smiled at Zoe, as she placed the plasters next to me on the sofa and flipped the cap on the tube open before squirting a good handful of the transparent gel into her right hand. She snapped the tube closed with her left hand and placed it down on the floor next to her left foot before she leaned over and began slowly, massaging the cooling gel into my hot and burning bottom.

I continued to sniff and sob, but these slowly became less and less as Dawn softly touched every part of my sore bottom and thighs, carefully massaging her cooling gel into every inch. The School Nurse said nothing as she rubbed her warm hand over my bottom, smiling at Zoe, who was bent over me kissing the back of my head softly and ssshhing me in an attempt to calm me after my punishment.

After a few minutes, Dawn stopped and picked up the plasters from the sofa, removing a couple from the pack and applying them to a couple of small cuts that had appeared on my right buttock. She then gathered up her tube of gel, pack of plasters and the rubbish, and walked into the dining room, where she returned the gel and plasters to her bag before going into the kitchen and disposing of the rubbish in the bin. From the living room, I could hear her running the taps and washing her hands before the lady with the dark blonde hair returned.

“All done, Zoe. A well-punished bottom I think, but perhaps we need to see if it has had the desired effect.” Dawn Sherrington walked across the living room until she stood behind where I was still bent over the arm of the sofa.

The green-eyed nurse bent forward slightly and gently used both hands to push my thighs wider apart. Once satisfied, she reached between my legs and moved her right hand about until she found my cock. She laughed softly and gave it a painful squeeze, laughing as I groaned in discomfort.

“Still floppy, Zoe, so I think that my “treatment” seems to have done the trick.” She spoke softly, giving my cock another painful squeeze before getting back to her feet.

Dawn laughed and stood looking down at me, lying across my adopted mum’s lap. The School Nurse adjusted her light grey nurse’s dress, ensuring that the navy belt at her waist was straight before placing both hands on her hips.

“Right Zoe. I think we better have that young man standing up and then we can see if he has learned his lesson from all of this or whether I have to give him another dose of the strap or the cane.”

Zoe Rudd nodded across to her before tapping my red and sore bottom with her large right hand.

“Stand up, Sweetie and face us.” She sat back on the sofa and waited for me to get to my feet.

It took me a few minutes to ease myself up from Zoe’s knee and I stood wiping my eyes and nose with my hands before turning and standing to face my adopted mum. Dawn Sherrington took a few steps towards me until she was standing so close that her light grey nurse’s dress was touching my bare skin. I closed my eyes and tried to calm myself down. I wanted to rub my hot and sore bottom but resisted the temptation, instead forcing myself to hold my arms down by my sides.

Ms. Sherrington stared at me and reached down with her small right hand, brushing her fingers against my cock and balls. After a minute or so touching me, she placed her hand around my large cock, which had started to swell at the thought of being spanked. Dawn said nothing as she slowly and softly moved it backwards and forwards in her hand.

As she sensed my erection starting to form, she moved her hand from my cock and allowed it to drop, smiling as it pointed proudly at her.

“Naughty boy.” She whispered as she turned and faced Zoe, who was watching her from the sofa.

The School Nurse smiled at my adopted mum before adjusting her nurse’s uniform, ensuring that the navy belt which she wore around her waist, was straight and that her dark blonde hair was perfect.

“I think this naughty young man needs to be sent to bed without any supper to think about what he has done, Ms. Rudd.” Dawn laughed as she returned her attention to me.

My cock was throbbing and, although I did not like Ms. Sherrington, in the same way as I liked her assistant, Stephanie, I felt slightly disappointed that she hadn’t wanked me off until I squirted.

“Indeed. Miss Sherrington.” My adopted mum replied softly, nodding at the younger woman who was standing facing me with her hands on her hips.

“Up to bed now, Peter. Take your clothes and get yourself into bed.” Zoe tried to sound stern.

“And no touching yourself, you dirty, dirty little boy, otherwise I’ll put you over my knee and give you another spanking,” Dawn added.

I bit my lower lip gently and after a few moments thinking whether or not I should protest, I meekly turned and picked up my clothes from the armchair and left the living room, climbed the stairs and entered my bedroom, closing the door quietly behind me. I placed my school uniform on the chair in the corner of my room before pulling back the duvet and sheets and climbing into bed, placing my hands over my sore and hot bottom as I did so. I continued rubbing it, trying to make the discomfort go away, whilst at the same time, trying to ignore the rock-solid erection I had at the thought of being spanked.

Meanwhile, in the living room, Dawn and Zoe were kissing and touching one another. It did not take the ladies long before Zoe was leading the younger woman up the stairs and towards her bedroom. She ensured that the bedroom door was closed and smiled at Dawn, who was already sitting on the large double bed removing her uniform. It only took a matter of minutes before her white plimsolls, navy belt, light grey nurse’s dress, navy tights and her silky black knickers and bra were on the floor. She smiled as she lay back on the bed, resting her head on the pillows, watching Zoe, who was standing, hands-on hips watching the younger woman.

She said nothing as she began to undress, First, kicking off her shiny, black flat-heeled shoes, before untucking her light blue, short-sleeved blouse, from her black trousers, unfastening her pinstriped trousers and slipping them down before stepping out of them. Next, she unbuttoned the blouse and removed it, again, allowing it to fall onto the floor. Finally, she seductively took off her silky white bra and knickers, smiling as they were added to the pile of clothes on the floor. Before she jumped onto the bed beside Dawn, she brushed her blonde hair behind her ears, smiling at the younger woman who was watching her.

They wasted no time in pleasuring one another, beginning by gently kissing and allowing their hands to wander over breasts, bottom and thighs, smiling as the sensation of feeling their fingers against bare skin registered in their brains. Dawn allowed her tongue to wander inside Zoe’s mouth and carefully and gently pushed the older woman down onto the bed, her head resting on the pillows. Dawn’s fingers touched and teased Zoe’s large and well-formed breasts as she continued kissing the older woman.

After a few minutes, Dawn got up and shuffled around on the bed until she was looking down upon Zoe’s breasts and pussy. As she contemplated how she would start, Dawn Sherrington focused on her friend’s pussy and leaned in.

She placed both hands on the thirty-eight-year-old’s thighs and gently pushed them wider apart, leaning in even closer as she did so. Ms. Sherrington turned her full attention to Zoe Rudd and began kissing her lower stomach, working her way down until she came to the neat little clump of pubic hair that sat above her pussy. The School Nurse spent a few moments kissing and licking the older woman there, trying to ignore her squirming around on the bed. She used both hands to hold Zoe’s legs apart so she could continue her task. She slowly worked her way further down, intent on kissing and touching her older friend everywhere. As she could hear Zoe’s breathing becoming heavier, Dawn turned her attention to Ms. Rudd’s pussy.

Dawn Sherrington began letting Zoe Rudd feel her warm breath against her skin, occasionally kissing just above her neat little bush of pubic hair. As she moved around, the thirty-year-old licked just above Zoe’s pussy lips, trying to ignore the fact that the extremely sexy blonde-haired woman was squirming and thrashing around on the bed the more and more aroused she became. Dawn kissed around Zoe’s pussy lips, using both hands to hold the older woman in place on the bed. When she had decided that the thirty-eight-year-old was ready, the School Nurse went for her clit, finding the hood and touching her with her tongue. She took her left hand from Zoe’s right leg and placed it on her pussy lips, gently pushing them apart. Dawn took a deep breath before letting her tongue flick against Ms. Rudd’s clit, doing this for a moment before moving onto simply rubbing the tip of her tongue against it.

Zoe Rudd moaned at the sensation, so she decided to keep going with this, continuing for a minute or so. The older woman with the long, blonde hair, moaned loudly, holding onto the pillows to keep herself in position for her. Dawn started to move her tongue inside the entrance to Zoe’s pussy before going for it, diving right in with her tongue. Dawn Sherrington concentrated upon moving her tongue in and out before going back to Zoe’s clit once more. As Dawn’s tongue touched Zoe’s clit, she used the fingers on her left hand to push inside Zoe Rudd’s hot and very moist pussy. Zoe was breathing heavily and moaning loudly, not caring that I would hear them from my bedroom next door.

As the dark blonde-haired School Nurse worked away with her tongue, she took her right hand from Zoe’s thigh and began stroking Ms. Rudd’s silky smooth skin with her fingernails. The older woman screamed and began thrashing around on the bed as she became more and more aroused, not caring who could hear her. In what seemed like no time at all, my adopted mum came to orgasm loudly, shouting out with pleasure before collapsing back into the pillows and gasping for breath. Dawn Sherrington held her fingers inside Zoe for a few moments before she had calmed down and Dawn slowly stopped touching her, removing her fingers and moving back up on the bed until she lay on her back beside the beautiful, older woman.

Ms. Rudd reached across and brushed Dawn’s hair from her face smiling as she did so. Dawn placed her black hair clip on the floor before turning her full attention back to Zoe. She licked her lips before touching the older woman’s large breasts with her right hand, touching and teasing the large, light brown nipples with her fingers. The two ladies leaned in and kissed, Zoe’s hands wandering until they found Ms. Sherrington’s pussy. The older woman gently touching and rubbing her fingers over the neat little clump of dark pubic hair that sat above it.

Shortly after, Dawn Sherrington began to breathe heavily, kissing harder and harder, still rubbing her hands over Ms. Rudd’s impressive breasts. After a few minutes, where the two women explored one another, the School Nurse pulled away and smiled as she looked at Zoe.

“On your back, Zoe.” She whispered, smiling as my adopted mum complied immediately, unintentionally lying there with her legs wide open.

The younger School Nurse leaned over, her long hair falling down over her face, until it brushed against Zoe Rudd’s bare stomach and breasts. She giggled at the sensation, but Dawn Sherrington ignored her, concentrating on the task at hand. Dawn gently kissed Zoe on her pale lips and when she was ready, pushed her tongue inside the older woman’s warm mouth. She spent a few minutes exploring every inch, still touching and stroking Zoe Rudd with her wandering hands. Zoe was aroused and her breath, just like Dawn’s, was coming in gasps, the more and more the ladies touched one another.

A few more minutes passed before Dawn Sherrington moved her hands from Zoe’s breasts, down her stomach until they finally came to rest on Ms. Rudd’s neatly shaven pussy. Within moments, the young School Nurse had placed the fingers of her right hand inside and began touching, teasing, rubbing her older friend. They continued to kiss and touch one another as Dawn began to move her fingers backwards and forward, slowly at first, but then building up the intensity. The older woman was so aroused feeling Zoe Rudd’s hands touching her small breasts, but she pushed on, quickly running her fingers over the woman’s clit and smiling as Zoe let out a loud moan.

Over the next few minutes, Ms. Sherrington concentrated her attention on Zoe’s clit, rubbing her fingers across it, holding her fingers against it before resuming moving her fingers backwards and forwards slowly, increasing the intensity as Zoe began breathing heavily and letting out satisfied gasps. my adopted mum kissed the older woman hard on the mouth and her screams of ecstasy were muffled as she came to a noisy climax. Dawn held her fingers inside Zoe Rudd for a few minutes until she had calmed herself before repeating the treatment three more times.

The two ladies collapsed onto the bed and lay in one another’s arms for a few minutes as they recovered. Next, it was Zoe who took control, leaning over the younger woman and kissing her lips softly, touching, teasing and squeezing Dawn’s large breasts in her hands. As Ms. Sherrington lay there with her eyes closed, Zoe Rudd began kissing the older woman’s breasts, licking, kissing and sucking on the dark nipples which stood out proudly. The School Nurse began gasping as she felt Zoe’s blonde hair brushing against her skin, but the older woman held her in position with her left hand.

She slipped the fingers of her right hand inside Dawn’s wet pussy and she began touching her, teasing her, smiling as she found the woman’s clit with ease. She then used her fingers slowly to massage Dawn there, and, just like the School Nurse had done to her, built up the intensity, knowing that she was doing the right thing as she heard Dawn Sherrington moaning and thrashing around on the bed as the sensation became too much for the thirty-year-old. Within minutes, her pelvic muscles tensed, and the blonde-haired nurse let out an almighty orgasmic scream. Zoe kissed her on the mouth and resumed touching her, using the same technique to give Ms. Sherrington a second, then a third and finally, a fourth, orgasm, before they both fell back onto the bed exhausted.

The two blonde-haired women continued to play and tease one another for another hour or so, before they got up from the bed and got dressed, Dawn picking up her underwear and uniform and dressing in the bedroom as Zoe watched her from the bed. Miss Rudd wrapped her dressing gown around her before they left the bedroom and returned to the living room where Dawn Sherrington watched the older woman as she sat on the sofa next to her before they both leaned in and resumed kissing and holding one another tightly.

That night, Dawn stayed over, and the ladies continued to touch and tease and pleasure each other until they collapsed into a deep and satisfied sleep. Next door, as quietly as possible, I masturbated at the whole situation. Being spanked and wanked by Stephanie in her office at school, at being spanked by Dawn and my adopted mum and overhearing what was going on in Zoe’s bedroom. I soon squirted a large amount of hot, sticky spunk at the thought, careful to catch most of it all on a t-shirt that had been on the floor.

The following morning, Zoe and Dawn got up late, both with a satisfied glow on their faces from what had happened that previous evening. I struggled to sit down on the chair in the dining room and struggled to look the ladies in the eye, partially because of the punishment they had administered that previous evening and also partially due to the thought of them having sex in my adopted mum’s bed. The two ladies chatted happily over their coffee and toast as I tried to take my mind off my sore bottom. Ms. Sherrington left my home later that morning, kissing Zoe goodbye before getting in her car and heading home.

Zoe and I chatted about my punishment and it wasn’t long before my trousers and underpants had been lowered and I found myself back over Zoe’s knee, having my bottom massaged with some more cooling cream.

I never did receive another spanking from Zoe, Dawn, or Stephanie Brown, although I can’t say that the desire to have my bottom smacked by one, or all, of them, ever went away.