Strange Sounds Coming From The Music Rooms: Miss Downey's Story Chapter Eleven free porn video

Lucy Williams sat down in Mrs. Hatton’s leather-backed swivel chair as she waited for the Head of Music to return to her classroom. The eighteen-year-old sixth former knew that her opportunities to be punished by the quiet Head of Music at St. Katherine’s Girls School were running out as the end of the summer term approached. Lucy, who was one of Head Girl Kim Campbell’s team of Prefects, realised that she had feelings for Laura Hatton, who had been her favourite teacher at St. Katherine’s ever since she had started at the school nearly seven years previously.

Laura had been the reason why the extremely quiet and polite Lucy Williams had become interested in Music. She had studied it at GCSE. Then she had continued her studies at A-Level, and, despite having completed her music course, here she was, waiting for the blonde-haired assistant Head Mistress, Mrs. Hatton, to arrive. The eighteen-year-old smiled as she looked around Laura’s large music room, with her piano at the back and the keyboards arranged on tables that ran down the length of each side of the room. Lucy played and excelled at the cello, piano and guitar and had also been a member of Mrs. Hatton’s senior school choir. She would do anything to spend time with the lovely Head of Music at St. Katherine’s Girls’ School.

The black-haired girl sighed heavily. She was desperate to be spanked by her favourite teacher. Although she had been a model student whilst at St. Katherine’s, Lucy had been punished on several occasions for minor misdemeanours, most notably, forgetting her PE kit which had resulted in the girl being slippered by her teacher, Mrs. Conway. She had also been hand spanked by Ms. Storey, who had been her Chemistry teacher for forgetting her homework and by Frau Kessler, the German Mistress after she had done badly at an end of year German exam. The short sixth former was jealous of the girls in her Form class who openly talked about their punishments in the Common Room. Lucy wanted a spanking from Mrs. Hatton as her leaving present.

Although Lucy, like most of the other girls in 13 HDY loved Helen Downey, their Form Mistress, she was nervous about asking Miss Downey to administer her leaving spanking. Helen had proved herself to be a strict disciplinarian, on a level with the hardest teachers, such as Leonie MacKintosh, the Head of PE or Nicola Smith, the Deputy Head of Year Thirteen and Head of Maths. Helen Downey’s spankings had reduced some of the harder girls in her form class to tears and, despite their stories about what their teacher did to soothe them afterwards, Lucy Williams decided that she wanted a spanking from Laura, who punished the girls only as a last resort and was rumoured to be one of the softest spankers at St. Katherine’s.

Five minutes passed and Lucy began to wonder where Laura Hatton had got to. Perhaps she had a meeting? Perhaps she was out of school on a course that afternoon? Perhaps she was in a meeting with the Deputy Head Mistress, Ms. Storey about organising the forthcoming leaving ceremonies for the Year Thirteen and Year Eleven girls? Just as the eighteen-year-old began to contemplate leaving the music classroom, the door opened quietly, and Laura Hatton entered the room. Initially, the small, slim teacher did not notice Lucy Williams sitting in her chair and closed the door to the music room quietly behind her before turning and noticing the sixth former sitting in her comfortable leather-backed swivel chair. Laura Hatton smiled. She liked Lucy a lot.

“Hello there, Lovely. What are you doing here? I thought that you would be studying for your exams – you haven’t got long until they begin, you know?” She smiled and walked over to where Lucy sat.

The dark-haired sixth former smiled back and swung the chair from side to side, staring at her teacher.

“I’ve just come to see you, Miss. I wanted to ask you something.” The black-haired eighteen-year-old stopped swinging the chair before continuing.

“I’ve got a favour to ask you, Miss.”

Laura Hatton placed her handbag on her desk and began searching for her plans for the leavers’ assemblies. She scratched her head with her left hand and laughed loudly. Her desk was always a mess, but she always managed to find what she was looking for. She continued rummaging for a few moments before bringing out the large A4-sized plastic document holder in which she had her plans for the forthcoming assemblies.

“A-ha!” Knew you were here somewhere!” she laughed at Lucy and then focused her attention on the dark-haired sixth former.

“So, sweetie. What can I do for you?” Laura stood with the folder in her small left hand.

The Prefect sat in silence for a moment and thought to herself. How would she explain this to the teacher who she worshipped? She fidgeted with her small hands before placing them in her black-skirted knees.

“Miss, what would it take for you to punish me? What would I have to do?” Lucy decided to ask her Music Mistress straight out.

The blonde-haired, thirty-five-year-old teacher stood for a moment in silence. She was shocked. Lucy Williams had been a model student for her and had achieved top grades in whatever she had turned her hands to in Music. She had always submitted work on time and her behaviour had been exemplary. There had never been any question of, or need to, discipline the lovely, black-haired sixth former. Laura ran her small right hand through her dyed blonde hair. She took a deep breath before replying.

“Oh, sweetie. Why do you want to be punished?” She placed the folder on the table to the left-hand side of her teacher’s desk and looked at the short sixth former.

“Because I want to feel a proper punishment, Miss.” She unintentionally opened her legs slightly before continuing.

“I’ve been punished by Ms. Storey and Mrs. Conway before but want to feel a punishment from you. Please, Miss, what would I have to do before you would put me over your knee?” Lucy Williams began playing with her yellow “Prefect” badge that was displayed proudly on the right lapel of her navy school blazer.

Laura walked to her desk and sat down on it, inches from where Lucy Williams was sat.

“Lucy. You know I hate punishing the girls and that I do it as a last resort. I couldn’t punish you as you are so well behaved and have been amazing for me.” Laura smiled as Lucy looked up into her eyes.

“Please, Miss,” the girl pleaded.

“You would have to do something really naughty for me to punish you, and if you did, I’d probably send you to Mrs. McNamara or Ms. Storey to be punished. Neither of us wants that, do we, sweetie?” she smiled.

“No, Miss. I just want you to smack my bottom. Please, what would annoy you so that you put me over your knee?” Lucy Williams was insistent.

Mrs. Hatton closed her eyes and sighed heavily. She really liked the small eighteen-year-old with the impressive breasts but did not want to punish the girl. She also did not want to disappoint her. Laura opened her eyes and reached across, taking the girl’s right hand in her left.

“Well. If a girl was rude to me then I would probably want to spank her. Say, she told me to fuck off, then I’d be really angry and want to spank her bottom.” She squeezed Lucy’s hand.

Lucy Williams smiled and paused for a moment, looking at Laura Hatton.

“Fuck off, Miss Hatton!” Lucy said almost in a whisper.

Laura Hatton let Lucy’s hand go and got to her feet. She continued to smile and looked at the eighteen-year-old girl.

“Very well, Lucy. If you wish to be spanked, then a spanking you shall receive.” Laura walked over to the door of the classroom before continuing.

“I will put you over my knee, young lady, but I will punish you in front of Miss Downey too. That is my condition. What do you say, Lucy?” The Head of Music smiled.

Lucy Williams sat and thought about this. She would have preferred to be punished by Laura Hatton on her own, but, if this condition was the only way that she was going to be able to lie over her favourite teacher’s lap, then so be it.

“Miss Downey won’t smack me though, Miss – just you?” Lucy spat out in panic.

The small music teacher smiled and opened her classroom door slowly.

“If that’s what you want, young lady. I just want Miss Downey to witness it, that’s all, to see that I don’t go too far with you. Is that okay?” She pulled the door open and began to step out into the corridor.

“Okay, Miss. Thank you, Miss,” Lucy Williams answered watching her teacher leave the room and close the door behind her a moment later.

The sixth former sat back in Mrs. Hatton’s comfortable leather chair. She was going to be spanked by Laura. The lovely Laura who she wished she could get close to and do naughty things to. Laura Hatton, the thirty-five-year-old Assistant Head Mistress and Head of Music at St. Katherine’s Girls’ School. The quiet teacher with the so-obviously dyed shoulder-length blonde hair. Laura, the sexy, blue-eyed, slim lady who always wore the fashionable dresses that showed off her perfectly formed, small breasts. Lucy Williams felt herself becoming hot and felt that her knickers were damp as she touched herself between her legs.

After about five minutes, the classroom door opened and Laura Hatton entered, closely followed by Helen Downey, who closed the door gently behind her before focusing on Lucy Williams, who sat up in Laura’s chair. The girl focused on Helen, who said nothing, simply walking to the back of the classroom and taking a seat at one of the desks along the left-hand side of the classroom. Mrs. Hatton walked to the cupboard at the front of her room and opened the double doors, bending down to take the items she wanted from the bottom shelf. Once she had what she wanted, she closed both doors gently and turned to face Lucy.

Mrs. Hatton placed the slipper, holed leather paddle, small-headed leather paddle and nursery junior cane on the desk nearest her cupboard and smiled at Lucy, who was looking at Helen Downey.

“Get up out of my chair and put it in the space here, young lady,” Laura Hatton smiled as she looked at the small sixth former.

Lucy Williams smiled back at her teacher and complied immediately, getting to her feet and wheeling the chair into the space between Laura’s desk and the first table at the front of her classroom.

Laura Hatton ran her right hand through her blonde hair, looking over at Helen Downey who was sitting watching her, before returning her focus to Lucy.

“Right. If you wish to be spanked, then we’ll do this properly, Lucy. Remove your blazer, shoes, skirt and knickers and come and stand to the right of my chair, young lady.” Mrs. Hatton smiled as she watched the eighteen-year-old follow her instructions.

Lucy Williams couldn’t contain her excitement that Laura was going to give her a spanking and removed her uniform quickly. First, she slipped off her shiny black leather shoes and placed them against the wall at the front of the classroom. Next, the short sixth form girl removed her navy St. Katherine’s Girls’ School blazer, neatly folding it before placing it on Laura’s desk. She smiled at Laura Hatton, who stood watching her with her small hands on her hips, as she unzipped her black school skirt and carefully stepped out of it, folding it carefully and placing it on top of her blazer.

Mrs. Hatton continued to stare at the girl who stood in front of her in her white school blouse, St. Katherine’s school tie and tight white school knickers. Lucy thought to herself for a moment.

Did she really want to go through with this?

The eighteen-year-old stared at Laura, then across at Helen Downey, who was sitting with her legs crossed, at the back of the classroom. Lucy Williams had decided what she wanted and finally slipped her small hands down the sides of her underwear and slowly pulled them down, revealing her small, pale bottom and her vagina which was topped with a thick bush of dark pubic hair. The girl carefully stepped out of her knickers and bent down to pick them up, neatly folding them and placing them on top of the pile of clothing on Laura’s desk. She smiled sweetly at Mrs. Hatton and awaited her punishment.

Laura walked to her leather chair which was placed in the space between the front of the classroom and the first set of tables. She smiled at Lucy Williams as she sat down, gently ironing the creases from her expensive silky, navy summer dress. Her dress rode up, revealing Mrs. Hatton’s lovely knees and the teacher took a deep breath. She looked over at Miss Downey before returning her attention to the eighteen-year-old sixth former, who was standing to her right-hand side.

“Are you sure that you want to be spanked, Lucy?” Laura really felt uncomfortable having to do this.

“You could apologise for swearing at me and we can just forget this happened, couldn’t we?” she continued.

Lucy Williams was one hundred percent sure that she wanted to be spanked by Mrs. Hatton. After all, she had it on good authority that the Head of Music was nowhere as near as severe as her Form Mistress, Miss Downey, or the Deputy Head Mistress, Ms. Storey. She licked her lips before running her small right hand through her shoulder-length black hair. She took a few small steps towards Laura before answering.

“I do want to be punished by you, Miss Hatton. I won’t apologise,” she smiled.

Laura Hatton took a deep breath and smiled back at the girl. She patted her knees gently.

“Very well, Lucy Williams. Pick up my small, round-headed leather paddle from that desk and then come and stand here,” Mrs. Hatton instructed and pointed with her right hand.

The eighteen-year-old girl obeyed enthusiastically, walking behind Laura and picking up the twelve-inch-long, tan-coloured paddle with the small round head. Laura Hatton loved the small implement as it allowed her to spank the girls over her knee and also could drive her message home effectively. Lucy walked back to her teacher and stood at her right-hand side as the Head of Music had instructed. She held the paddle out in her left hand and Mrs. Hatton took it gently in her right hand.

“Lucy, I want you to bend over my knee and place your hands flat on the floor. I am going to spank your bare bottom for being rude.” Mrs. Hatton looked up at the dark-haired sixth former and tried to look angry, but it was no good. She loved Lucy just too much to be annoyed at her.

The eighteen-year-old could already feel how turned on she was at the prospect of spending some time over Laura’s lap. She took a couple of small steps closer to the Music Mistress and slowly and carefully lowered herself down until she felt the silky material of her teacher’s dress touch her bare skin. Lucy looked down at the carpeted floor below and placed her hands flat in front of her, shuffling around slightly until she was comfortable. Lucy Williams opened her legs slightly and pushed her crotch deeper into Laura Hatton’s silky dress.

The thirty-five-year-old Head of Music smiled over at Helen Downey and placed her hands on the girl’s back before using her small left hand to stroke Lucy’s hair.

“Now, young lady. I am going to smack your bottom and you are going to take every smack with no fuss – just like a good St. Katherine’s girl, Is that understood, Lucy Williams?” Laura smiled to herself.

Lucy’s breathing had already become heavy as she was becoming increasingly turned on by feeling Laura’s silky dress and her legs against her bare skin.

“Yes, Miss Hatton. Please spank me hard, Miss,” she gasped.

Mrs. Hatton did not know how to respond to Lucy’s demand. She really did not want to spank one of her favourite students. Nor did she want the girl to enjoy being spanked. Laura Hatton placed the small leather paddle in the gap on her lap between her stomach and where Lucy was lying awaiting her punishment and then placed her small left hand on Lucy’s lower back, pushing her down into her knees. She began to rub the girl’s cold bottom with her right hand and looked over at Miss Downey as the eighteen-year-old girl began to moan with pleasure. She needed to get this spanking completed as soon as she could as she was feeling very unsure about the whole thing.

Laura raised her small right hand and brought it down a second later with a gentle “slap!” across the lower part of Lucy Williams’ right buttock.

The girl exhaled loudly but remained in position. It had been nowhere as severe as that hand spanking that she had received from Ms. Storey for forgetting her chemistry homework. Mrs. Hatton looked over at Helen Downey before resuming her gentle over the knee spanking.

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” Laura smacked the girl alternately across the centre of her small, pale bottom.

Lucy Williams lay there and took it, hardly showing any reaction at all.

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

Laura repeated the punishment within millimetres of where her first series of smacks had landed on Lucy’s bottom.

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

Another dose of Laura’s hand warmed Lucy’s bottom.

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

Mrs. Hatton continued to smack the girl’s bottom which slowly started to show signs of colour as the pale white skin began to take on a slight shade of pink from where the teacher’s hand had landed.

After forty or more slaps, Lucy Williams turned her head to the left and tried to look up at Laura Hatton.

“Please, Miss. Can you do it harder, so I really feel it and remember it?” She returned her focus to the carpet in front of her.

Laura Hatton smiled over at Helen Downey, who had got up from her chair and began walking to the front of the classroom. Perhaps Laura would ask her to take over? If the girl wanted to feel her spanking, then Miss Downey would ensure that she felt it for days after just a short while over her knee. Mrs. Hatton stroked Lucy’s bottom softly with her right hand.

“Very well, young lady,” Laura replied softly and raised her right hand.

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”

The next series of twenty or so smacks, caught the eighteen-year-old low down on her bottom, in between buttock and thighs, and they did hurt. Lucy began to squirm, but she was really enjoying herself. She was so aroused, and her juices were flowing. She pushed further and harder against Laura’s bare legs and moaned with pleasure as her teacher continued to warm her bottom.

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

The blonde-haired Music Mistress put all her strength into slapping Lucy hard across the backs of her legs.

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

Her right buttock received a painful visit from Mrs. Hatton’s right hand.

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

Lucy’s left buttock received a painful visit.

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

A rapid-fire dose of Laura’s hand across the centre of the bottom.

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

The crease in between buttock and thighs received another quick and painful visit.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Laura Hatton spent a few minutes covering every inch of the eighteen-year-old’s small bottom with spanks. By the time she paused to re-gather her composure, Lucy Williams’ bottom was a bright shade of pink and her thighs and backs of legs were a mixture of pink and bright reds. Mrs. Hatton sat back in her chair and placed her hands on Lucy’s back before she used her right hand to rub and soothe the girl’s hot bottom. She could hear that the girl was sniffing and sobbing and part of her started to feel bad for giving in to the girl’s demands to be punished.

“How was that, Lucy?” she asked softly and waited for an answer.

Lucy Williams was aroused. She was close to orgasm from the spanking alone and the sensation of her bare skin rubbing against the silky material of Laura’s dress and her crotch touching her teacher’s bare legs too, made the girl worry that she would wet herself whilst over her favourite teacher’s knee. It took her a moment to stop sniffing and reply.

“Lovely, Miss. Thank you, Miss.” She pushed further into Mrs. Hatton’s lap and tried to take her mind off the pressure that was growing in her bladder.

Laura smiled over at Helen Downey, who was now sitting on the table at the front of the classroom where Mrs. Hatton had placed her slipper, spade paddle and cane.

“Right, Lucy. Now you’re going to receive twelve hard smacks with my small paddle for swearing at me. Do you understand, young lady?” Laura reached down into her lap and picked up the leather paddle with her right hand.

“Yes, Miss.” Lucy Williams squirmed a little and unintentionally opened her legs a little further.

Mrs. Hatton saw the girl do this and looked down. She could see the sixth formers pussy. It was so obviously moist. She tapped the paddle with the small round head against the bottom in front of her and slowly, and deliberately laid out the twelve smacks as hard as she could.

“Whap!”

“Whap!”

“Whap!”

“Whap!”

“Whap!”

“Whap!”

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The thirty-five-year-old teacher held the small paddle in her right hand as she inspected Lucy’s bottom. It was now a very bright pink colour and was giving off more heat than any other bottom that she had administered punishment to before. Laura stroked Lucy’s black hair with her left hand and sat back in her chair. She was aware that she, like Lucy Williams, was becoming hot and aroused from this experience.

“Right, Lucy Williams. I want you to get up from my knees and go and bend right over the desk where Miss Downey is sitting. Hurry up, girl!” Again, Laura tried, but failed, to sound angry.

Slowly, and carefully, the eighteen-year-old Prefect got to her feet, rubbing her bottom, then rubbing her eyes as she stood looking down at Laura, who was busy trying to readjust her summer dress. The short, black-haired sixth former then walked calmly across to the desk where her Form Mistress was sitting, waiting until Helen had got to her feet and moved, before bending right over, holding onto the chair underneath the table.

Behind her, Laura Hatton got to her feet and walked to Lucy’s left-hand side. She placed the small, round-headed paddle down on the desk and picked up the large, holed leather paddle. This implement was made of a very hard leather and Laura contemplated it carefully before deciding how to proceed with Lucy’s punishment.

“Right, young lady. I’m going to give you six with my spade paddle and they will be given hard. Just like you have requested. Is that clear?” Mrs. Hatton moved in close and pressed the large leather paddle against the sixth former’s small bottom.

She paused for a moment before resuming Lucy’s punishment.

“Whack!”

Mrs. Hatton slapped the heavy piece of leather against Lucy Williams’ small bottom.

“Whack!”

The second stroke landed in an identical position to the first.

“Whack!”

Laura caught the girl low on the bottom, kissing her thighs too. She pushed Lucy down onto the desk with her left hand after the girl had tried to move as the pain hit home.

“Whack!”

A heavy stroke across her right buttock.

“Whack!”

Laura Hatton landed the thick piece of leather across the girl’s left bum cheek.

“Whack!”

The final stroke made Lucy Williams wriggle and squirm but her teacher held her securely in place for a few moments, until she had regathered her composure.

The thirty-five-year-old teacher placed the spade paddle down on the desk and picked up the slipper, which she had found in her cupboard during her first day as a teacher at St. Katherine’s School. She had kept hold of it for some reason and had used it occasionally against the lower school girls who had misbehaved in her lessons. She smiled to herself. Her slipperings were merely fairy taps when compared to Leonie MacKintosh, the Head of Girls’ PE, who really could lay it on, even resorting to taking a run up before delivering her smacks in some cases.

“You’re taking this very well, Lucy.” Laura measured the maroon slipper, with its rubber sole out against the small bottom before her.

“Six with my slipper for swearing at me.” She pushed the eighteen-year-old down with her small left hand.

The eighteen-year-old Prefect obediently pushed her bottom out and awaited the next part of her punishment. Laura Hatton smiled over at Helen Downey, who could feel herself becoming increasingly moist between her legs.

“Thump!”

Mrs. Hatton gently brought the slipper down so that it connected fully with the centre of Lucy Williams’ increasingly throbbing buttocks.

“Thump!”

Laura slipped and rapped the slipper across Lucy’s right thigh. The girl jumped up and began frantically rubbing her bottom.

“Ow! Miss!” she yelled.

The slim Music Mistress remained silent, simply waiting for Lucy to calm herself before using her left hand to gently guide her back towards the desk.

“Sorry, sweetie. Back over the desk, please.” She smiled and watched as a snivelling Lucy Williams obeyed.

“Thump!”

Mrs. Hatton carefully brought the slipper down and connected with the centre of the girl’s bottom once more.

“Thump!”

Lucy’s Left bum cheek received a full-force swipe with the rubber-soled slipper.

“Thump!”

The size-ten slipper kissed Lucy Williams’ right buttock.

“Thump!”

The final smack made the eighteen-year-old jump as it ignited a fire in her already red and sore bottom. Mrs. Hatton had finally found her range and had delivered the stroke as solidly as one of the PE Mistresses could. Laura smiled with satisfaction at Helen Downey before placing the slipper on the desk next to where Lucy was breathing heavily.

The Head of Music paused and looked at her watch.

Shit. I’ve got a meeting with Jasmine about the leavers’ assemblies in fifteen minutes! she thought to herself. She needed to conclude Lucy’s leaving present quickly.

She walked to Lucy Williams’ left-hand side an picked up the extremely thin, and whippy, nursery cane in her right hand. Normally, seen as the sixth former was in the senior school, they would have the senior canes used on them, but Laura did not have one. She had only ever caned four girls in her ten years at St. Katherine’s and someone had “borrowed” her senior school cane years ago and never returned it. She hardly used it, so hadn’t asked Jasmine Storey to get her a replacement. Laura had instead, favoured hand spankings or her small round-headed paddle if she had cause to discipline any girl. She couldn’t be bothered to ask another member of staff if she could borrow a cane to deal with Lucy, who hadn’t really misbehaved in the first place.

“Right, Lucy Williams. Six strokes of the cane across your bare bottom and you will thank me for each stroke, do you understand, girl?” Mrs. Hatton bent forward and folded Lucy’s white cotton school blouse out of the way, leaving the girl’s bottom totally naked.

“Yes, Miss Hatton. Thank you, Miss Hatton,” the Prefect replied in between sniffs and sobs.

“Very well, young lady.” Laura tapped the thin cane against the bright pink bottom lying before her.

“Swish” was followed moments later with a loud “Thwack!” announcing the arrival of Laura’s first stroke.

Lucy replied within seconds.

“One. Thank you, Miss Hatton.”

“Swish” then another “Thwack!”

Lucy Williams moved slightly over the desk as the cane bit into her bottom and the pain registered in her brain. It took her a few moments to reply.

“Two. Thank you, Miss Hatton.” The eighteen-year-old buried her head in her arms and awaited the next stroke.

“Swish” followed by “Thwack!”

Laura caught the Prefect in the crease between buttock and thigh, holding and pressing the cane against the girl’s skin for a moment.

“Three. Thank you, Miss Hatton.” The sixth former sniffed and wiped away tears from her eyes before resuming her position over the desk.

“Swish” followed moments later by a loud “Thwack!”

Lucy Williams squirmed even more as Laura Hatton landed another stroke in exactly the same place as her previous one. Across from where Lucy was lying, Helen Downey was nodding. She was amazed at how hard the sweet Head of Music was with the most lenient cane in the school’s armoury.

“Four. Thank you, Miss Hatton,” Lucy sobbed.

“Swish” then a “Thwack!”

Laura Hatton adjusted her stance slightly, making sure that the cane would land where she intended it to. For Lucy’s final stroke, she was determined to make it memorable for the girl. She loved Lucy very much, but one of the memories the girl would take off to University with her would be the caning she had made her Music Mistress administer to her.

“Five. Thank you, Miss Hatton,” Lucy Williams answered eventually.

“Swish” and then a final, painful “Thwack!”

Mrs. Hatton immediately placed the cane on the desk next to where the sixth former was lying and gently ran her hands over the girl’s red and hot buttocks, slowly touching every inch of the small bottom in front of her. Lucy sobbed and sniffed, but also her heavy breathing revealed that she was enjoying the painful experience. The thirty-five-year-old Music teacher avoided the temptation to touch the girl’s vagina, which was proudly on show and looked over at Miss Downey.

“Six. Thank you, Miss Hatton,” Lucy replied after a long pause.

Laura Hatton stopped touching Lucy’s sore bottom and walked around to the girl’s left-hand side and picked up her implements. She turned and walked to the cupboard, opened the doors and reached inside for an antiseptic wipe, with which she cleaned the paddles and cane before placing the implements back on their shelf and closing the doors. She threw the used wipe in the bin and walked back to Lucy, who was still lying there, breathing quietly. Mrs. Hatton looked once more at Helen Downey.

“Stand up, Lucy and turn to face me,” she instructed quietly.

The short, dark-haired sixth former obeyed slowly and continued to wipe her eyes and nose with her right hand.

“So, Lucy. How was that?” Laura stood within inches of the girl whose breasts touched Laura through her white school blouse. She sniffed and took a few moments to reply.

“Thank you, Miss Hatton. It was lovely. Thank you so much.” Lucy was desperate to kiss her teacher but was aware that Helen Downey was watching them.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it and seen as it was done as a leaving present, I don’t see that I have to enter it into Ms. Storey’s Punishment Register. Do you, Miss Downey?” Laura smiled at Helen.

“Definitely not, Miss Hatton. Lucy is such a well-behaved girl that I think this can remain our little secret.” Helen smiled and walked over to where Lucy and Laura were standing.

“Come here, sweetie. Thank you for being such a lovely, well-behaved girl.” Mrs. Hatton placed her arms around the girl and held her in a tight embrace for a few moments.

Lucy Williams held her Music Mistress tightly, enjoying the feel of Laura’s silky dress against her. She also enjoyed the older woman’s strong perfume and took in a few deep breaths. After a short while, her teacher gently pulled away and looked into the girl’s dark brown eyes and smiled.

“Now. I’ve got to go to see Ms. Storey about the leaver’s assemblies, but I’m sure that if you ask her nicely, that Miss Downey will clean you up, sweetie.” Laura looked at Helen, who was already heading towards the classroom door, to go and fetch her tube of cream.

“I’d like that, Miss.” Lucy smiled at Helen, who smiled back.

“Give me a moment and I’ll be back to take care of you.” Miss Downey opened the classroom door and headed off towards her own classroom, the sound of her high heels slowly becoming quieter as she walked further down the long, stone-tiled corridor.

The Head of Music walked back to the table at the front of her classroom and picked up the folder with her plans for the assemblies inside. She thought about kissing Lucy, but resisted the temptation, opting instead for another quick hug.

“Wait here, sweetie and Miss Downey will take care of you.” She touched the girl’s hand before turning, opening the classroom door and walking out into the corridor.

A few moments later, Miss Downey, wearing her light green cotton blouse and dark grey skirt returned. She smiled at Lucy and had already opened the cap on the tube of cream. Helen walked over to the desk in front of Lucy.

“Bend over, Lucy and I’ll soothe your bottom with some cream.” She smiled as Lucy obeyed immediately.

The black-haired schoolgirl placed her hands flat on the chair that was under the desk and soon felt the cool gel being rubbed into her buttocks and thighs. Miss Downey slowly and gently rubbed every inch of the small girl’s perfectly formed buttocks and smiled as she softly pushed her fingers between the eighteen-year-old’s legs.

“Spread your legs for me a little, Lucy,” Helen Downey bent down and whispered into the girl’s left ear.

She smiled as Lucy complied immediately. The twenty-three-year-old teacher felt the dampness in the girl’s pussy and she wasted no time in placing two of the fingers on her right hand inside Lucy Williams’ vagina. She began to move them backwards and forwards softly and slowly, smiling as she heard the sixth former moan. The girl’s breathing became heavier and she began to gasp as Helen Downey brought her to orgasm. Eventually, the muscles in her vagina tightened and she came hard, shaking and moaning loudly.

Miss Downey kept her fingers inside the girl’s wet pussy for a few moments before removing them, using a wipe from a pack to clean her hands. She watched as Lucy Williams got to her feet slowly and turned around to face her Form Mistress. Lucy leaned in close and kissed Helen gently on the lips.

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

Miss Downey took Lucy in her arms and hugged her tightly, allowing her small hands to wander across the girl’s body, settling upon Lucy’s large breasts. Helen kept her hands on the large breasts through the girl’s school blouse for a few moments, before kissing her on the mouth.

“You’re welcome, Lucy.” Helen Downey moved away and walked to the desk on which Lucy’s clothes were piled.

“You best get dressed and I’ll see you in registration.” Helen held the girl’s white school knickers in her right hand before handing them over to her.

Once Lucy had dressed and attended registration, she had a free period. Along with the other girls in her form who were free, she headed to the Common Room where she sat down with Kim Campbell and Aleesha Storey. She told them about her punishment from Mrs. Hatton and had flashed her red and sore backs of legs at them to prove what she was telling them was the truth.

“Wow!” Aleesha exclaimed.

“Can’t believe that Miss Hatton would do that, Lucy. I may have to arrange my own leaving spanking with someone – but who?” Kim announced.

“Well, you’ve fallen in love with Miss Downey, Kim. So why not ask her if she’ll smack your naughty little arse?” Aleesha laughed.