Chap 6  

Emma and Miss Hoskins, continued in their loving relationship, with Miss Hoskins the dominant partner, and Emma the submissive. It made sense, as Miss Hoskins was the teacher, and Emma was one of her students. They both used giving and receiving pain-filled punishments for disciplinary reasons, but also as foreplay to lovemaking.  

Today, Emma, who was seventeen, had been sent to the punishment room and already had six cane welts painted across her bottom. She also had a punishment letter and Miss Hoskins said she would sign it, but only after giving her a spanking, and one hundred and fifty lashes with the strap.  

It was Emma who had suggested to Miss Hoskins that one hundred lashes with the leather strap should be increased, and Miss Hoskins readily agreed. So, as Emma and Miss Hoskins made their separate ways back from college to Emma's house, they both knew that Miss Hoskins was going to spank Emma, and then give her the increased tariff with the leather strap. That would naturally be followed by lovemaking, which they both knew was so wonderful for them both.  

Miss Hoskins was staying with Emma because Emma's parents were away. Neither of them was aware that Emma's parents had asked their next-door neighbour, Allan, to keep an eye on Emma. They weren't thinking that Emma would misbehave, but just to look out to make sure everything was okay.  

However, Allan had also been away for a few days, with his PA, Alison, but they were back today. Allan had fancied Alison for years but, as she was his PA, he had kept their relationship professional. However, they had gone away together for the first time, and Alison agreed to stay with Allan at his house for a few more days. They had got on really well, even when Allan said he had always wanted to thrash Alison, and she had said that was her dream as well.  

So, during their time away together in a quiet cottage, Allan had spanked Alison several times, then thrashed her with a leather strap, and after that made fabulous love afterwards.  

Allan had been at the window and saw Emma come home from college. Emma was in her summer school uniform of a short-sleeved green and white check gingham dress with a white belt and white ankle socks. Allan was still looking out of the window when a lady he didn't recognise walked up the path. She was in a sleeveless blue dress and saw that she had bare legs given it was the height of summer. Allan had continued to look out, waiting for this lady to walk back down the pathway, but she didn't. Had she been invited in by Emma, he wondered? It certainly seemed strange.  

Allan mentioned this to Alison, who understood Allan's concern. She said, "We should go around there, and just check that Emma is okay."  

Allan agreed, but said, "Mind you, maybe we should just go into the garden and look through the window into the living room, because we don't want Emma to think that I am spying on her. I know that I am, in a way, but only because her parents have asked me to, but she might well object if we are too obvious."  

There was a gate between the two gardens, as Allan and Emma's mum and dad were always in each other's houses. Alison, therefore, saw the sense in what Allan said, "Good thinking, Allan. Come on, let's go and look."  

As soon as Miss Hoskins had come into the house, she wagged her finger at Emma, and said in the very stern voice she used which she knew turned Emma on, "Right, young lady. Take your knickers off and raise your dress up above your waist. I want to see those six raised welts on your very naughty bottom."  

As Emma lifted up the hem of her dress, eased her thumbs into the elastic of her knickers, pushed her knickers down to the floor, stepped out of them, scooped them up, and put them on a chair, she knew that the six strokes of the cane were given to her by Miss Hoskins for a made-up charge. In fact, it was Emma who had asked for those six strokes of the cane, as she had done particularly well in a test, and Miss Hoskins now always gave Emma the ability to ask for the cane when she did do well in tests or homework or the like. It was an incentive they both enjoyed.  

Miss Hoskins walked over to the dining chair that she always sat on when spanking Emma, sat down, this time made sure that her dress was raised right up her thighs so that Emma would lie across her bare thighs, glared at Emma, and ordered, "Now get your very naughty bottom across my lap so I can see the welts and then give you the spanking you need."  

Emma replied, "Yes, Miss Hoskins," immediately did as she was told, and moments later was in the submissive position that she so enjoyed, with her bottom perched across Miss Hoskins's lap and her face inches from the floor. She loved it when Miss Hoskins had bare thighs, which she now did every time it was a good girl punishment.  

Miss Hoskins smiled as she looked down at Emma's bottom, and the six raised welts. She knew she had given Emma a particularly hard caning, which had reduced her to tears, and Miss Hoskins knew that had got her own knickers very damp. Now, as she rubbed Emma's bottom in circles, she loved the feel of those raised welts, knew that her own knickers were getting damp again, and that Emma would be getting aroused.  

Once Miss Hoskins started to spank Emma's bare bottom, she knew that she was loving every moment, whereas Emma was going to struggle more and more as the spanking progressed. It's what they both wanted.  

Alison and Allan were standing by the window to the dining room and heard Emma's reply, which included the lady's name. The name struck a chord with Allan, who turned to Alison, and said, "I know the name, Miss Hoskins, I'm sure that Emma has mentioned that name in the past, and that Miss Hoskins is Emma's teacher."  

Allan then said with more confidence, "Yes, Miss Hoskins is Emma's teacher. Why, though, is a teacher going to spank one of her students at the student's own home?"  

Still wondering that, Allan and Alison had watched as Emma removed her knickers, and went over Miss Hoskins's lap. Alison and Allan had the perfect view of the room. They saw the raised welts painted across Emma's bottom cheeks and both gasped, loving the sight. Alison immediately wished that she could be caned by Allan and have those cane welts on her bottom. She loved having a stinging bottom, and so loved being thrashed by Allan. At the same time, Allan got a stiff erection as he saw those cane welts and wondered if he should get a cane to use on Alison. Then, Allan thought, he got enough true satisfaction by using the strap, and would stick to that.  

As Emma had bent across Miss Hoskins's lap, they both had a great view of Emma's bottom, and parted legs. As the spanks landed, they saw Emma's bottom cheeks flatten, although Allan had seen that so often when spanking Alison's bare bottom. Watching it happen was different, though, Allan thought, as it was certainly less work for him, and still sexually arousing.  

Allan and Alison were both still surprised at what they were seeing, but as Emma didn't object at all, they really did wonder what was going on. Was Emma being forced to accept the spanking, or did she want to be spanked? Then, when the spanking started, and it was clear that each spank was a really hard one, and still Emma didn't seem to object but just lay there and took every spank, Alison said, "Shouldn't we go in and stop this, Allan? Surely Miss Hoskins is forcing Emma to stay in place."  

As Allan saw spank after spank land on Emma's bare bottom, he had to admit to himself that he was enjoying the sight. He loved nothing better than to see a good hard spanking on a female bare bottom. So, not wanting to disrupt what he was enjoying watching, he said, "I don't think we need to go in. Maybe Emma has been naughty and deserved a spanking? Let's just wait and see how this turns out."  

Alison knew not to argue with Allan. He was her boss, she loved to be submissive to him, and being spanked by him, followed by lovemaking. Whilst away at the cottage, Allan did set quite a few rules for Alison, with her full agreement, and quite often she earned a spanking because she broke one of them. However, she never objected to being spanked because it did get her sexually aroused. So, could that be happening to Emma as well? It was possible, but, being the submissive, and happy to leave the decision-making to Allan, she readily obeyed what he said.  

Miss Hoskins was continuing to spank Emma really hard, sometimes on alternate cheeks, but then sometimes also spanking the same bottom cheek time and time again, followed by spanking the other bottom cheek time and time again. After all, Miss Hoskins was quite an expert at giving a spanking, and she was well aware that Emma was really up for as hard a spanking as she could give her.  

As Alison and Allan continued to watch, they could see that Miss Hoskins was now spanking the backs of Emma's legs. Alison knew how painful that was, and, at the same time, realised that her knickers were getting damp. She wasn't enjoying watching Emma be spanked so much, but she was enjoying thinking how Allan spanked her like that, and got them both so sexually aroused.  

Allan was enjoying watching Miss Hoskins give Emma such a hard spanking. He could tell that she was certainly expert at giving a spanking, and wasn't surprised when he could see tears dribbling down Emma's face. He felt his even more erect penis pushing out his trousers a# he watched the spanking continue.  

Once Miss Hoskins was happy with the spanking that she had given, she gave the instruction. "Now get up, you naughty girl, and go and fetch me the leather strap."  

Alison and Allan both heard the instruction, and saw Emma immediately slide off Miss Hoskins's lap, go to the side cabinet, open one of the drawers, and take out what they could see was a really thick leather belt. After closing the drawer, Emma quickly walked back to Miss Hoskins, and handed the leather belt, saying, "Here you are, Miss Hoskins."  

Miss Hoskins then gave the instruction, "Put the towel on the table, bend over, and grab a hold of the far side, you naughty girl."  

Emma immediately picked up the towel that was on one of the other chairs, placed it flat on the table, and then bent over the table, making sure that her tummy, and therefore her pussy lips, were on the towel. She then clasped hold of the far side of the table.  

As Emma clasped hold of the far side of the table, Alison and Allan both pulled themselves back because Emma would have a direct view of them. However, Emma hadn't seen them, and they both supposed that was because Emma's eyes would be tear-filled and therefore her vision would be blurred. When they did look back through the window, they had a great view of Emma's face, and they made sure that they were out of sight from Miss Hoskins.  

Miss Hoskins waited for Emma to position herself, knowing that the towel was there because, if it wasn't, the table would get stained with Emma's sex juice. Miss Hoskins watched as Emma positioned herself, then folded the leather belt in two. Miss Hoskins then said. "Right, you very naughty girl. There's going to be one hundred and fifty lashes landing all over your bottom."  

Alison and Allan both gasped at the number of lashes, which was far more than Allan had given Alison at the cottage, but noticed that Emma didn't object at all. What she did seem to do was tense her arms, as though knowing that being thrashed with such a thick leather strap was going to be painful, but, even so, she still didn't object.  

Allan was thinking how he would love to be the one thrashing Emma with the strap. He had such a big yearning to thrash any female with that type of strap, though, and, being Scottish, loved anything that was like a tawse. He glanced towards Alison, and immediately knew who he would prefer to thrash. His stiff erection got stiffer at the thought of thrashing Alison again.  

Alison realised that Emma was reacting in the same way as she did when Allan was about to thrash her. There was never any objection from her either, nor any sympathy from Allan whenever she gasped with pain, or even yelped. That was exactly what was happening now, as Emma was yelping as the strap landed time and again on her bare bottom and there was no sympathy coming from Miss Hoskins, but only a clear intent to make Emma struggle with the pain.  

Allan was continuing to enjoy watching Miss Hoskins land the leather strap so effectively, seeing how expertly she was carrying out the punishment, which was getting him so aroused. In fact, he felt the even stiffer erection pushing out his trousers to the extent he was struggling, as he was willing Miss Hoskins to land the strap harder and harder. He knew that whilst he had used a leather strap on Alison's bottom, he didn't think that he ever managed to hit Alison anywhere near as hard as Miss Hoskins was hitting Emma. In fact, Allan realised that he held back when he used the strap on Alison, but could now see that he was probably wrong to do that, and next time definitely would hit Alison much harder, and see her reaction. Given how Emma was taking every lash of the strap, and was crying so much, but still clasping onto the table, as evidenced by how white her knuckles were now, Allan could tell that Emma was wanting the really hard thrashing. What a great lesson it was for him, as well, he thought, and couldn't wait to thrash Alison again, and land much harder lashes on her bare bottom than ever before.  

Alison could see Miss Hoskins was thrashing Emma far harder than Allan thrashed her, but, at the same time, Alison knew her vulva was throbbing, and her knickers were getting damper still. Everything told her that she should get Allan to thrash her as hard as Miss Hopkins was thrashing Emma, even if she did have floods of tears like Emma was having now.  

Miss Hoskins continued to land lash after hard lash with the strap, and each hard lash was making Emma's bare bottom flatten each time as Emma let out louder and louder yelps of pain, but they both knew this was what they both wanted. Miss Hoskins was really pleased that Emma had asked her to increase the tariff from one hundred lashes to one hundred and fifty, and, maybe, as time went on, even that number might be increased again.  

Emma was struggling as she was thrashed, but submitting to Miss Hoskins was something she so loved to do. The pain was awful, almost unbearable but not totally unbearable, and she knew that Miss Hoskins would be getting more and more aroused as well. Of course, it was easier for Miss Hoskins to get aroused right then, because she wasn't suffering the same pain as Emma, but Emma knew that as soon as the thrashing was over, she would quickly get aroused again as well.  

Allan continued to have such a hard erection as he saw the pain etched across Emma's face as the strap landed time after time. This was such a turn-on for him, and, as he glanced towards Alison, he could tell that she was turned on as well. Of course, he knew that although Alison would be thinking about the pain that Emma was suffering, she would be wishing it was her suffering that pain and that it was him making her suffer it. After all, they had had the discussion at the cottage, and Alison had told him that she only wanted a man to thrash her, and not another woman. For her, that was the style of submission that she relished, and what better than to have her boss thrash her really hard.  

As both Alison and Allan had these thoughts, it became very clear to them both that, just as they were into giving and receiving painful punishments, Miss Hoskins and Emma felt just the same. That was quite something, they told themselves, particularly as one was the teacher and the other her student.  

Miss Hoskins was continuing to land hard lash after hard lash, happy that Emma was crying uncontrollably, tears flooding down her face, and her bottom wasn't just red with six raised welts, but was now getting bruised as well, which would make it so difficult for Emma to sit comfortably. Of course, Miss Hoskins would make Emma sit on a hard seat when having supper, but she knew that Emma loved the discomfort of that as well.  

Once Miss Hoskins had reached the tariff of one hundred and fifty lashes, she stopped. She did leave Emma bent over the table, giving her time to calm down just a bit. When she had, Miss Hoskins gave the instruction, "Okay, Emma, you can get up now. Don't bother putting your knickers back on."  

Emma heard the instruction and did push herself up from the table, so she was standing.  

As Emma stood up, Miss Hoskins looked at the towel, and saw it was slightly stained. She knew Emma would have leaked some sex juice as she waited to be thrashed. Then her sexual arousal would have disappeared as the pain overtook every one of her senses, but, now, it was over, she knew that Emma would get aroused once again.  

As Emma looked towards Miss Hoskins, it was Miss Hoskins who held out her arms, and Emma fell into them, they hugged each other and then kissed each other. As Allan and Alison watched, they knew for sure that Miss Hoskins and Emma were using this as foreplay, which was made very clear as they heard Miss Hoskins say, "Come with me, my love, and let's deal with each other's throbbing vulvas."  

Emma said even as she sobbed, "Yes, please, Miss Hoskins, and I love you so much too," as she was lovingly led, still crying, out of the dining room and upstairs.  

It was then that Allan turned to Alison and said, "I think we need to go back to the house, Alison. In fact, I seem to think that I need to give you a thrashing, just like Miss Hoskins has just given Emma." Allan knew that his erection got even stiffer as he said those words, more so as he loved to see Alison in her sleeveless dress and her bare legs. She turned him on just looking at her, and always had.  

Alison knew that was exactly what she wanted to have happen to her, and she looked submissive, as she replied "Yes, Allan, I have been a naughty girl, and do need to be thrashed."  

With that, Allan clasped hold of Alison's upper arm, loving the feel of her skin, knowing that she wasn't going to resist as what he was going to do to her was totally with her acceptance. Allan led Alison back through the garden gate, into the house, and into the dining room. Once there, Allan went to a drawer where he put the leather strap that he had used on Alison's bare bottom at the cottage. He told himself that, this time, though, he wasn't going to hold back at all when he used that strap on Alison's bare bottom. In fact, he was even more confident that Alison would accept the additional pain, whilst Allan knew that he could look forward first of all to the blow job she would give him to release the stiffness of his penis, and then the lovemaking that would follow which they both relished so much.  

That is how it worked out. Allan made Alison remove her knickers, and raise her dress above her waist, just as Emma had been told to do. He then put Alison across his lap and gave her another very hard spanking.  

Alison was really up for another thrashing. She did think that the pain was worse this time than when Allan had spanked her at the cottage, and whilst the pain was so difficult to cope with, she loved the fact that her boss was thrashing her again.  

After spanking Alison for several minutes, Allan then instructed, "Take the rest of your clothes off, and then we are going upstairs to my bedroom. I will be bringing my leather strap with me, so you had better behave."  

Alison quickly took her dress and bra off, then walked ahead of Allan upstairs, being as obedient as she could. Once in his bedroom, she watched Allan pile the pillows up in the middle of the double bed and then heard the instruction, "Perch your bottom on top of those pillows."  

As Alison did exactly as she was told, she hoped it wasn't necessary to ask how many times Allan was going to hit her with the strap, but certainly hoped it would be the same one hundred and fifty lashes that Miss Hoskins had given Emma.  

Allan loved the sight of Alison's naked body as he followed her upstairs, especially her already very red bottom cheeks, and then watching her beautiful breasts dangle as she crawled onto the bed and lay on top of those pillows. Alison was such a beauty. He also loved how she was so submissive to him. He savoured the sight for a few moments, knowing that the tension caused by the impending pain would be building up in Alison's mind, before he folded the belt in two and then did that first lash, flattening Alison's bottom cheeks.  

Allan proceeded to land lash after lash all over Alison's bottom, listening to Alison's louder and louder gasps and then yelps, and he was so turned on by thrashing his PA. What was so good, was that Alison relished being thrashed by him. She clearly wanted to be reduced to floods of tears, and suffer a seriously stinging bottom.  

Allan made sure that every lash was a hard one, as he kept an accurate count of those lashes, wanting to give the full one hundred and fifty lashes, as he kept such a stiff erection.  

In the event, Alison lost count quickly as the pain took over, but she was told later that it was one hundred and fifty lashes that she was given.  

Allison was crying uncontrollably, with tears flooding down her face. Then, once the thrashing was over, Allan sat on the bed, having already removed his trousers and underpants and shirt, and so was also naked, and told Alison to kneel between his legs. When she did, she took his erect penis in her mouth, licking and sucking, until Allan exploded inside her mouth. She always wanted to make Allan come in her mouth and swallow his cum, and today she got that experience.  

As Allan exploded in a huge orgasm, squirting his full load into Alison's mouth, yet another dream had come true. After that, they both lay on the bed, kissing and caressing each other, and it certainly didn't take very long for Allan to get another erection. This time, he entered Alison, ramming her, as he had done at the cottage, and he knew that she loved to have that happen to her, and they both exploded in huge orgasms.  

Allan and Alison stayed cuddled up together, chatting happily, wondering whether Miss Hoskins and Emma would have given each other such huge orgasms. They supposed they knew the answer to that, but Allan and Alison also knew for sure that they fully intended to give and receive more huge orgasms and blowjobs themselves before the night was over, which they did.