Tina was fifty-eight-years-old with a lovely body for a granny, grey hair, a lined face with sagging skin, bat-wing arms, large drooping breasts, an almost flat tummy, and fleshy thighs. However, she was the chummy granny of policewoman Miss Cindy, who was nineteen-years-old and who was sexily dominant and, indeed, the one unquestionably in charge of their relationship.

Tina loved being submissive to Miss Cindy and loved the way she dealt so strictly with her, with spanking and caning the most used discipline method. Tina was forgetful and too often didn’t think before she spoke. That was what got her into trouble time and again, like this morning when she was at the supermarket queuing to pay. A young lady, Miss Cindy’s age Tina reckoned, seemed to jump the queue.

“Get to the back, young missy,” Tina snapped, and then turned to the lady next to her and said angrily, “You mustn’t let these youngsters walk all over you.” Of course, she knew she obeyed a ‘youngster’ almost exactly this young lady’s age, but she just blurted out the criticism without thinking.

The young lady stayed calm but replied, “I am not in your queue, but in the queue for the till next to yours.”

Tina was about to berate the teenager again but the lady she had made the comment to said, “She’s right.”

Tina blushed a deep red as she looked again and saw that she had made a mistake. She knew she should apologise, but thought she would look bad, and said in a short tone, “Well, okay this time, but I’ll be watching out for you, young missy.”

Tina was next in her queue and paid as quickly as she could and made her way out of the supermarket and walked quickly home. Once indoors she relaxed and set about making lunch for Miss Cindy. Tina usually made lunch for her gorgeously dominant Miss Cindy, but Miss Cindy got a call from the station very early and had to leave before Tina had made her her lunch. Miss Cindy left a note for Tina to make her lunch and bring it to the station.

Tina got up and got dressed in a floral summery sleeveless dress with a hem only just below her bottom, which she loved and made her feel so sexy. Of course, it was also perfect if Miss Cindy needed to smack her legs, but Tina knew it only happened if she misbehaved, which was within her own control. Mind you, as she wanted Miss Cindy to be strict with her, she did get her legs smacked fairly often.

Tina got downstairs and saw the note. However, instead of making Cindy’s lunch straight away she decided to do some shopping first. She now regretted it because she had been so rude to the young woman in the supermarket, but, soon forgot the incident. She packed Miss Cindy’s lunch in a cool bag and made her way to the police station to give the lunch to Miss Cindy.

Tina walked into the main entrance and got such a shock when she nearly bumped into a policewoman coming out. “Watch it, will you,” Tina snapped, again forgetting she was at Miss Cindy’s workplace.

“Sorry, madam,” came a respectful reply from the policewoman.

“Right, then,” Tina replied gruffly, glaring at the policewoman, who she realised was another young woman, like her Miss Cindy.

The young policewoman, Rosie Mason, forced a smile, but then recognised Tina and ordered, “Excuse me a moment, madam.”

Tina stopped short, spun around, and snapped, “What do you want, I’m in a rush.”

The young policewoman didn’t seem fazed as she said in a firm tone, “Please come with me, madam. I need to ask you a few questions.”

Tina was about to snap a refusal but then looked more closely at the young policewoman’s face and suddenly realised that she was the young woman she had accused of jumping the queue this morning. She stuttered, “Erm, err, well, erm,” but stopped when the policewoman glared at her.

“I won’t ask again, madam. You can come quietly with me, or I can put my handcuffs on you. What do you want to do?”

Tina gasped at the threat, winced, and replied far more obediently, “I’ll come with you, then.”

The policewoman pointed back into the police station and ordered, “Down the corridor to the stairs. I’ll have to unlock the door.”

Tina winced as she walked ahead of the young policewoman and almost hoped she would bump into Miss Cindy, even though it would almost certainly lead to a spanking and caning. However, she wasn’t so lucky and got to the door leading to the stairs and stopped. She watched the young policewoman unlock the door, open it, and order, still respectfully but definitely authoritatively, “Downstairs and go to room 4, madam.”

Tina decided she couldn’t argue, although as she went downstairs she thought she should mention she was her to see Miss Cindy. So, as she got to room 4, she turned and said to the young policewoman, “I’m here to see Officer Grant.”

The policewoman, Officer Rosie Mason, smiled to herself as she knew who Cindy Grant was and so assumed Tina was here to give her her lunch. She also knew that Cindy would deal strictly with Tina and so saw no reason to do differently herself. Indeed, Cindy had told her, during one of their several discussions about her relationship with chummy granny Tina, they really loved each other but how spanking and caning was such a regular occurrence.

Rosie kept a straight face as she replied, “Just go inside, madam. We will discuss why you are here once I have taken your details.”

Tina was now worried that she was being treated like a criminal but knew she mustn’t argue, and was actually feeling turned-on by being spoken to so authoritatively. The voice wasn’t as demanding as Miss Cindy’s, which she found even more erotic, but she still had quivers in her pussy as she led the police officer into the room.  

Tina looked around the room and saw a desk, which the police officer went and sat behind, and, to the side, another table slightly tilted upwards, and which looked like a punishment table. Tina told herself it couldn’t be, though.

The police officer ordered, “Sit down on the visitors' chair so I can book you in, madam.”

Tina blushed as she sat down and said, “Erm, yes, miss, erm?”

The police officer replied in her same authoritative tone, “I am police officer Mason. You can address me as miss or officer.”

Tina rather liked the idea of addressing her as, ‘miss,’ and did so. “Yes, miss.”

Rosie smiled to herself as she could see that Tina was now quite subdued and seemed to have accepted her position of authority over her.

Rosie smiled again as she heard the knock on the door and called out, “Enter.“

The door opened and in walked another policewoman, who, to Tina, looked even younger than Miss Mason. She decided to stay silent, knowing that Officer Mason was clearly in charge.

Rosie waited for the new police officer to stand next to the desk and then, looking at Tina, said sternly, “This is Officer Lawson. You should also address her as miss.”

Tina looked at Officer Lawson and said meekly, “Hello, miss.”

Officer Mason then took out a pad and got down to business. She asked for a string of details from Tina, including her name, address, occupation, and the like.

Tina gave straight answers but the two officers kept making fun of her with comments like, “You are that old, really, and, you clean for Officer Grant but she is only nineteen-years-old?”

Once Rosie was satisfied she had the information, she kept writing as she said, talking down to Tina, “Thank you, Tina. I will address you by your first name. So, Tina, we now need to do the normal check for drugs.

Tina was quite horrified at the suggestion that she was carrying drugs and whilst happily submissive until then, she was quite thrown and, speaking without thinking first, said in a tone of voice that she quickly realised was ruder than it should’ve been, “I’m not carrying any drugs, I can assure you, young lady.”

Rosie was delighted that Tina had replied so sharply and was able to respond in her own authoritative tone, “That is not for you to decide, Tina. It is standard practice to check for drugs and that is exactly what we will be doing with you. You will either agree, or I shall take you to a cell to cool off and then ask you again. What do you want me to do, Tina?”

Tina was again thrown by the forceful tone of voice and certainly did not want to spend a lot of time in a cell. She, therefore, albeit reluctantly, replied, “Shall I empty out my pockets, miss?"

Rosie was again delighted with the submissive tone and replied, “I will check your clothing and bags. So please get fully undressed so I can do that. Officer Lawson will be checking your body orifices.”

Tina was again thrown at the request to undress. However, realizing that her earlier retort was too rude, and also remembering the threat of being left in a cell, she decided she had to obey.

Tina stood up and unzipped the back of her dress, letting the straps of the sleeveless dress slide down her arms. She then pushed the dress down to her ankles and stepped out of it. After folding the dress and putting it on the adjoining chair, she put her hands behind her back, and unclipped her bra and let the straps slip down her arms, caught them, and then placed the bra on top of her dress. She felt embarrassed that her full drooping breasts were bare but felt the continuing need to obey the young policewoman as though she were her beloved Miss Cindy. Finally, although feeling uneasy knowing that she had done exactly this so many times before Miss Cindy gave her a spanking and caning, she eased her thumbs into the elastic of her knickers, pushed them down, stepped out of them, and placed them with her dress and bra. She then stood back up, looking down at the still seated young police officer, with her hands covering her hairy mound as best she could

Rosie and Officer Lawson hid their smiles as they looked at Tina from head to toe. They both rather liked the granny figure, such as the grey hair, lined face, and drooping breasts. Both actually rather fancied sucking Tina’s surprisingly taut nipples but respected the fact she was Cindy’s lover and knew that Cindy was most likely going to do exactly that later on. Instead, Rosie looked at Officer Lawson and said in a strict tone, “Go and stand facing the wall with your hands on your head. It helps shift anything downwards that way.”

Tina was about to say that was a waste of time as she didn’t have anything stuck in any of her holes, but, again, was taken by the ‘Do as I say, or else,’ authoritative tone, and so stood up, walked across to the wall, and placed her hands on top of her head, as demanded. She then spent what sounded like forever but was probably about thirty minutes, with her face inches from the blank wall and had to listen to both officers chatting about her sagging bottom cheeks and bat wings. It was so humiliating, although she felt quivers flying around her vagina as she also found the humiliation erotic.

Eventually, Tina heard Officer Mason say to Officer Lawson, “Sit on the chair and put her across your lap and please check her anal passage for drugs.“

Rosie then ordered, “Tina, come away from the wall and go to Officer Lawson.”

Tina was horrified when she turned and saw that Officer Lawson was slipping on plastic gloves and then sat down on one of the other chairs. She grimaced as she heard Officer Mason order, “Now go and get across her lap so Officer Lawson can start to check for drugs.”

Albeit reluctantly, Tina went and stood by Officer Lawson’s side. She momentarily looked down at Officer Lawson’s lap and, although not quite understanding why this was necessary but again deciding not to argue, she eased herself down, catching her fall with her hands on the floor, and then resting the whole of her weight on Officer Lawson’s lap. As always, she felt she was in the wrong because she had been rude and argued too much to figures of authority like these two policewomen, both of whom were only doing their jobs. She knew that she had also been rude to Officer Mason at the supermarket, which only added to her own guilt.

Officer Lawson smiled as she parted Tina’s bottom cheeks and ran her fingers up and down her anal hole. However, after just a few seconds, she stopped and said to Officer Mason, "The hole is too tight for me to stick my finger in.”

Tina was about to suggest the use of some cream, but before she could say anything, Rosie ordered, “One way to loosen the hole is to spank her bottom. That will release some juices and then enable you to ease your finger inside.“

Tina was again shocked at the instruction but was now so used to obeying both police officers, she decided she had to remain silent. She heard Officer Lawson take off one of the plastic gloves and then felt her hand rubbing her bottom in circles. She then remembered how often Miss Cindy had spanked her over recent months and how the sex juice she released was in her vagina rather than the anal passage but wondered if these young police officers knew something that she didn’t and they, after all, were experienced in searching rear passages for drugs. So, still being submissive as she liked to be with women these officers' ages, as Officer Lawson landed the first spank on her bottom, so she reminded herself that she was the one that was in the wrong and needed to submit to whatever both these young police officers needed to do.

Officer Lawson smiled at Rosie as she continued to spank Tina’s bare bottom cheeks, turning them deeper and deeper shades of red. Rosie smiled back at her and also loved the way Tina’s drooping breasts swayed from side to side as she started to struggle with the increasingly stinging spanks.

Tina knew that she would be able to handle the first few spanks easily enough, and even supposed that the spanking would not go on for very long. However, as the spanks continued to land on alternate bottom cheeks, she looked at the backs of the legs of Officer Lawson and saw her muscles tense, just as Miss Cindy’s muscles tensed as she landed spank after spank. Soon, Tina found herself starting to struggle as the spanks continued, and even more so as Officer Lawson spanked what she knew was the particularly sensitive fleshy areas where her bottom cheeks met the tops of her thighs.

Tina found herself starting to struggle more and more as the spanks continued, and even more so as Officer Lawson started to spank the particularly sensitive area where her bottom cheeks met the tops of her thighs. She still doubted that this would make easing Officer Lawson’s finger inside her anus any easier, but at least the spanking was just with her hand and not with anything more horrid such as a leather slipper or wooden-backed hairbrush, both of which Miss Cindy used with a particular relish.

Eventually, after what seemed to be dozens of hard spanks, Officer Lawson asked, “Shall I try again, Officer Grant?”

Officer Grant replied, “Well it’s worth a try.”

Tina heard Officer Lawson slip the elastic glove back onto her hand and, seconds later, felt her finger pressing onto her anus hole. She even raised her bottom to help stretch her bottom cheeks apart but after a few seconds heard her say a disappointed, “Her hole is still too tight.“

Rosie gave a sigh and said in a weary tone, “I guess she will be one of those who needs to bend over the table, then.“ Rosie then ordered in a far more authoritative tone, “Please get up and go and bend over the table. It happens in a few cases, but, so far, it has always worked.”

Tina was just happy that the spanking was over and pushed yourself up from Officer Lawson’s lap and knew from the continuing stinging sensation that she had been given a good hard spanking as she went and bent over the table. She still thought that it looked more like a punishment table than one used for medical purposes, but, nevertheless, lowered herself onto the table, pressing her full breasts onto the wooden surface.

Rosie went and stood at the top of the table and sounding stern, said, “We will need to secure your wrists with these cuffs to make sure that you do not jerk as Officer Lawson checks your anus.”

Tina again thought that this was a bit extreme, but smiled to herself as she thought how similar it was to when she was secured to the bed frame by Miss Cindy before a caning.

Tina heard movement behind her and knew that it was Officer Lawson who would finally be checking her anal passage. She felt Officer Lawson’s elastic-covered finger running down her anus hole but then continuing and rubbing the inside of her thighs. She then heard Officer Lawson say sternly, “She will need to spread her legs further apart. I can see that we will need to secure her legs to make sure that she doesn’t kick me when I check her anus.”

Tina than felt Officer Lawson grab one ankle and then secure it in a cuff, before doing the same with the other ankle, and knew that her legs were now spread quite far apart. She did wince at the thought that, as well as her stretched bottom cheeks and anal hole, her pussy lips would be stretched and both young women would be looking directly at her hairy mound. However, now that she was in her submissive mode, which she found so natural when around dominant young women Miss Cindy’s age, she found the thought of the two young women with such a close-up view of her very personal bits, quite erotic.

Tina again felt Officer Lawson’s plastic-covered finger running along her anus hole and again stretched her bottom cheeks to help her get her finger inside. However, after hearing several buffs and puffs, Tina heard Officer Lawson say in a frustrated tone, “I still can’t get my finger in.”

Rosie walked over to where Officer Lawson was standing and rubbed Tina’s bottom. She then said in an equally frustrated tone of voice, “It was exactly what I was beginning to fear. There is now no alternative but to cane her bottom in order to generate the fluid to enable your finger to slide inside.”

Tina realised that the two police officers were chatting between themselves and were not directing any of the comments to her. She almost felt as though she wasn’t there, except she was, had been spanked, and was now looking likely to be getting the cane. Once again, though, she felt aroused at being dealt with by two such dominant young women who were becoming more and more like her beautifully dominant Miss Cindy. In fact, she was feeling so aroused that she was certain that she could feel some sex juice dripping out of her stretched pussy lips.

Rosie said to Officer Lawson, “We have a selection of canes in the cupboard. Please, can you get a senior cane with a hook end as I think that would be best given her extra tight butt hole.”

Moments later Tina heard the swish of a cane, and then felt it being rubbed from side to side across her still-stinging bottom cheeks. However, as she was so turned on by all of the bottom-rubbing and spanking and Officer Lawson’s finger running up and down her anal crack, together with the reminder that this was all her own fault, that she was now easily resigned to knowing that she was going to get the cane as well.

As she rubbed the cane across Tina’s bottom, she ordered, “It’s a rule that you must count each stroke, just in case I lose count, and you must thank me for each stroke. Understood, Tina? Because if you forget either then I will have to add another stroke.”

Tina could understand that if she were being punished, but she was only being checked for drugs. Still, she did that most times for Miss Cindy, so didn’t have a problem with agreeing. “Yes, miss,” she said, and waited for the caning to start.

The next moment, Tina felt the searing pain of the cane landing on her bottom. She was used to being caned by Miss Cindy and so she was able to cope with this first stroke, although knew that, as the strokes continued, she would be less and less able to cope. Still, she remembered to count out the stroke and thank Officer Grant, although again felt belittled by what the two young police officers were doing to her. When the second stroke landed she gasped and closed her eyes and when the third stroke landed she gasped, closed her eyes, and shook her head, but again counted out the stroke and thanked Officer Grant.

Rosie focused on Tina’s bottom and the three raised red welts and smiled. She always enjoyed making offenders regret their actions, and had caned three previous offenders and so knew that the cane was actually a very good implement to use. So, as she landed the fourth stroke just below the other three, and heard Tina’s pained gasp and saw her shake her head and breathe in and out with a hissing sound through clenched teeth, and saw the red welts develop, she knew Tina was now really regretting being rude to her this morning.

Tina felt the fifth stroke and again shook her head with the pain and was hissing her breath in and out through clenched teeth and started to pull at the wrist cuffs, like she did when restrained on the bed by Miss Cindy. The sixth stroke was even more intensive and the pain even greater and she yelped with the pain, and, thankful the caning was over, again counted out the stroke and thanked Officer Grant for caning her. After the sixth stroke there was a pause, and she, once again, reminded herself that she had brought the whole of this punishment upon herself.

Rosie addressed Officer Lawson.  “Please check whether you can now ease your finger into her butt hole.”

Officer Lawson went up to Tina and ran her elastic glove-covered finger along her anal crack. She saw Tina stretch her bottom cheeks thinking that the finger was really going to go into her anal passage, but, instead, her finger continued downwards and along Tina’s pussy lips and quickly eased it deep inside. Officer Lawson then gave Tina finger sex, and it only took a few seconds for Tina to reach her orgasm.

Tina had expected Officer Lawson’s finger to enter her anal passage and was surprised to find that, instead, she was checking her vagina. Then it became clear, very quickly, that instead of checking anything, she was actually giving her finger sex and it only took a few seconds for her to cum because she was already so aroused by the spanking fingering and caning. It was a fabulous orgasm, in fact, and she wanted more finger sex.

Everything stopped, though as just then the door opened and Miss Cindy walked in. Tina was aware of the interruption and managed to look around and saw her Miss Cindy standing there. Whilst she momentarily thought that was a good thing, as soon as she saw the annoyed look on her face she realised that she was probably in even greater trouble.

Miss Cindy ignored Tina and went over to Rosie and asked, “Has she obeyed you?”

Rosie replied, “I am pleased to say that she has been every bit as submissive and obedient as you said she would be. She is also very aroused by being disciplined and punished.”

Miss Cindy walked around so she could look down at Tina and was pleased to see her tear stained face and reddened eyes. She said in her usual authoritative tone, “I hope this will teach you not to be rude to anyone again, especially one of my work colleagues. When Officer Mason messaged me to say you were at the station I told her to deal with you until I got back here.”

Tina looked up at her beautifully dominant Miss Cindy and replied, “I am so sorry, Miss Cindy. I will never be rude to anyone ever again and would ask that you deal with me most strictly if I am.”

Miss Cindy smirked as she replied, “Do not worry, I will most certainly deal with you strictly. In any case, your punishment is not yet over as I will be giving you six more strokes and then take you home and punish you further there.“

Tina gasped but accepted that Miss Cindy was in total control of her and would accept any punishment that Miss Cindy decided she needed.

Moments later, Miss Cindy was positioned behind Tina and was rubbing the cane backwards and forwards across her already welted bottom. She pulled her arm back and brought the cane down very hard on Tina’s bottom adding a seventh welt to the six that were already there. She waited and smiled as she heard Tina say, “Seven, Miss Cindy, thank you.”

Miss Cindy only waited a few seconds and then landed the eighth stroke and continued to cane Tina with just a couple of seconds' gap after being told the number of strokes and thank you each time before giving her the next stroke even though she was so clearly struggling to cope.

What Tina didn’t see were the smirks between Miss Cindy and Rosie, both of whom were clearly enjoying the caning far more than Tina, who let out so many pained cries. On the other hand, she did hear the two young women make comments like, “She deserves every stroke," and, "I doubt she will be rude again,” which added to her humiliation at their hands.

Tina kept on counting each stroke and saying thank you, although was struggling more and more with each stroke, and when the ninth one landed she again gasped and pulled at the wrist cuffs. However, that did not help when the tenth stroke landed and she was once again consumed with the pain of the cane stroke.

Miss Cindy saw Tina struggling with the wrist cuffs and ordered, “Stop doing that, Tina, as you deserve every stroke and you must just accept it.”

Tina did try to stop struggling but the pain was difficult to deal with although she accepted that it was Miss Cindy’s absolutely right to punish her as hard as she felt was necessary. After all, being under Miss Cindy’s control had helped Tina overcome many of her shortcomings, although there were still so many, she still earned a spanking and a caning on a regular basis.

Cindy landed the eleventh stroke and saw Tina struggle to stay still and heard her first sob. The twelfth stroke brought another sob and a fiercer shaking of her head, and Cindy knew Tina was on the cusp of uncontrolled crying, which made Cindy smile with satisfaction.

Tina kept on crying as she reconciled that the two teenage policewomen were so correct to discipline her, just as Miss Cindy was right to continue the punishment, and knew that she would apologise to all three women and show them the respect they deserved. They might be teenagers, but they were far more mature than their years, just as she felt she was less mature than each of them even being three times their age.

Well, it was her bottom that was stinging unbearably and she knew when she was eventually allowed to rub her heated cheeks, she would feel each and every one of the raised welts and see them in the mirror later on. Still, she earned everything she got today and, quite rightly, would continue to suffer every time she misbehaved.

Cindy allowed Tina to cry, still keeping her cuffs tied. She still loved her chummy granny and would continue to deal with her as strictly as ever. Knowing she was the one in charge, once Tina’s crying reduced to a sob she stood in front of her and said very sternly, “I have another thirty minutes before my shift ends so Officer Mason will stay here and you will press your nose against the wall and keep this sheet of paper up, or else.

"When it is time for me to go home, Miss Mason will be coming with us and will stay the night in my bed as I will need some serious finger and tongue sex. You will be getting another twelve strokes when we get home and then go straight to bed. Of course, as you have been so naughty, you will be sleeping in the box room on your naughty girl mattress and without a nightie. Understood?”

“Yes, Miss Cindy,” Tina replied obediently.

Moments later, Tina had her nose pressed against the wall with her nose keeping up a piece of paper that she could see had written on it: ‘I’m a naughty old girl,’ which certainly reinforced Miss Cindy’s position of authority over her, although Tina didn’t want it any other way. She also heard Officer Mason giggling but knew she would have to take all her belittling as she was coming home with them.

Tina kept the piece of paper secured against the wall with her nose as she sobbed as she hated it when not sharing Miss Cindy’s bed, but knew she deserved that punishment as well. It would be even harder being next door to Miss Cindy’s bedroom and hearing her erotic gasps as Officer Mason gave her, no doubt, several orgasms. Still, she knew that she deserved everything she got today and told herself she mustn’t ever make the same mistake again, or she would suffer the consequences again. One thing she knew for sure was that she needed Miss Cindy to continue to discipline her firmly and strictly, just as she had done since they met, and she loved her even more for it.