The same night their little sisters Andrea and Kelly were babysitting for Elena and Charlie for the first time, Valerie and Jennifer ended up at a party and got drunk on keg beer a few months into their Sophomore year of college. This was the first time they had ever gotten drunk because they were unusually well behaved when they were Freshmen. When they came through the door at 2:00 am Ms. Hudson was waiting for them in the living room with a stern and unforgiving look on her face. Valerie and Jennifer got their bearings and Ms. Hudson called them in front of her.
"I'm so disappointed with both of you. Do you know how dangerous it is to be drunk in public, especially at your age? I don't expect any of you not to drink until you are twenty-one but frat parties are the worst place for a drunk person to be no matter who you are. You know you'll have to be punished right?"
Valerie said sheepishly "Yes Ms. Hudson, I know and I'm very sorry."
Jennifer said, "I'm sorry too."
Ms. Hudson's face softened a little and said "Normally I would wake you up and punish you before noon but since you didn't fight me I'll postpone it until 4:00 pm tomorrow. Now go into the kitchen and drink three large glasses of water, find some protein to eat and take two ibuprofen pills. You may not leave this house until Monday morning classes is that understood?"
Both girls nodded and scurried into the kitchen. They felt so embarrassed but knew they deserved this. Despite their need for regular spankings over the years, that punishment room still terrified them. It wasn't warm and inviting like their bedrooms at home.
At 3:55 pm the next day, still reeling from their hangover, Valerie and Jennifer arrived in front of the punishment room in the basement to wait for Ms. Hudson. When Ms. Hudson arrived, she didn't look like the sweet housemother the two young women were used to. Instead, she was wearing a black skirt, white button down shirt and red jacket and looked like a stern teacher. She opened the door and ushered them into the imposing room.
"Take all of your clothes off and put them on this shelf young ladies," said Ms. Hudson.
They scurried out of their tee shirts, jeans, shoes, socks, bra, and panties in less than 30 seconds and stood with their hands by their sides. They had no idea what would come next, and that's what terrified them. They were only used to the ritual spankings they got from their parents.
Ms. Hudson ordered them to bend over the front of the old-fashioned desks and hold on to the attached chairs. She took the Lexan paddle with holes drilled into it off its hook and went over to them to start their spanking.
"Now I want you to count these spanks and tell me thank you after each one. I will be giving you twice your age in licks."
Ms. Hudson raised her arm and brought it down on Valerie's bottom, and Valerie almost jumped up and ran out of the room, but she came to her senses and counted and thanked Ms. Hudson. This was repeated over and over again going back and forth between Valerie and Jennifer until each girl got thirty-six licks.
It took everything in their power to stay still and take this well-deserved paddling. Their bottoms were throbbing with a pain they had never experienced before, not even when their parents caned them. Ms. Hudson took another Lexan paddle off the hook and set both of them down on the desk chairs and ordered the girls to sit on them.
Valerie and Jennifer slowly guided themselves down to sit on the paddles and when their bottoms hit the cold surface, they winced. The weight of their bodies caused the flesh of their bottoms to fill up the holes. Ms. Hudson had found the pain was more intense this way. She told them to open their desks and get out some loose leaf paper and a pen.
"Now girls I want you to write 'I will never get drunk at a frat party ever again' 200 times in cursive. If I find that it looks sloppy, I will wake you up tomorrow morning and give you a hand spanking for five minutes before you go to class."
Valerie and Jennifer took their time writing these lines out. They were glad they ate a big brunch because they had a feeling they would be in this horrid room for a long time and be sent to bed without dinner. After about forty minutes, Ms. Hudson told them to stop so she could check their work.
She counted out the number of lines, and when she reached the end of both papers, she said, "So far these look good, but you've only finished seventy of them. That is unacceptable. You should have at least eighty done by now. Hold out your hands with your palms showing and stretch them out in front of you."
Valerie and Jennifer held their hands out and watched as Ms. Hudson picked up the ruler and lined it up across Jennifer's palms. She smacked it down, and it took every ounce of willpower for Jennifer to hold her position. She did the same thing to Valerie and repeated this ten times on each of the girl's palms.
When she was finished, she said: "If you aren't done with this in the next hour and fifteen minutes I will use the leather strap on your hands, now get going."
Valerie and Jennifer squeezed out some of the pain and continued to write. It was so hard to keep the handwriting nice and neat now, but they kept at it because they didn't want to be spanked before going to class the following morning.
The task ended up taking them almost ninety minutes. When they were done Ms. Hudson, as promised, took the leather strap and rained it down on their outstretched palms. Fifteen times on each. Then she took the sheets and filed them away with the other lines her charges had to write in the past. By this time tears were streaming down Valerie and Jennifer's face.
Ms. Hudson moved on to the next part of the punishment which was a cold water enema. Valerie and Jennifer were instructed to lay down on their stomachs on the exam benches, and then their wrists were secured to it. The bench was lowered at their abdomen so their legs were hanging down and then Ms. Hudson secured their legs. This made both girls bottom holes flare open because their legs were spread far apart. Their bodies were stretched like they've never been before.
They looked at each other and mouthed, "I love you," through their tears. This was so intense, and they knew the enema would hurt like hell because their abdomen would expand but not have enough room to spread out. Ms. Hudson found this increased the cramping. The enema bags had been filled with the soapy solution and stored in the mini-fridge for hours.
Ms. Hudson put them on their hooks and worked Vaseline into each girls bottom hole and the larger than normal double balloon nozzle. She inserted them harshly into the girl's bottoms, expanded the balloons both inside and outside their anal cavity and let the solution stream into their colons.
The second the cold solution hit the insides of their anal cavity they yelped and said: "Ms. Hudson please, this is too much."
Ms. Hudson smacked their already bruised bottoms five times each and said, "Nonsense, we've only just begun."
Both girls whimpered but didn't say anything else. When the bottles were emptied Ms. Hudson clipped the hose, removed the hose from the balloon part of the enema apparatus and went to fill them with cold, clear water for their second enemas.
After about fifteen minutes they were released from their bonds and taken to the toilets attached side by side on the far wall of the room to evacuate their water and waste. When they were done, they were led back to the table, strapped back in and given their second enema.
This time, Ms. Hudson took a wood backed hairbrush and spanked each girl for the entirety of the ten minutes they were required to hold the water inside their colons. Then she let them go to the toilets and clean themselves up.
By this point, Valerie and Jennifer's bodies were coursing with pain. They vowed simultaneously, inside their heads, to never get drunk at any party ever again and were even more grateful to their parents for being so nice about their spankings at home. They were very lucky.
"Now go over and pick out another spanking implement. I will be taking you over my knee so keep that in mind," Ms. Hudson said sternly.
Valerie and Jennifer gingerly walked over to the wall, and both of them selected leather paddles that looked like ping pong paddles. Ms. Hudson took Valerie over her knee and spanked her bottom and thighs continuously for fifteen minutes and then Jennifer went over her knee for fifteen minutes. By this point, they were sobbing, and snot was actually coming out of their nose. They were allowed to go to the sink to clean up their faces and then the final part of their punishment was meted out.
Ms. Hudson always topped off these punishment sessions with two very memorable steps. She told Valerie and Jennifer to get their underwear and bring them to the sink. She told them to wet them down with cold water and put them on. While they were doing this, Ms. Hudson put on a rubber glove and grabbed something out of a drawer in the room. Then she opened up the back of Valerie and Jennifer's underwear and slid stinging nettles into them and moved them to the center of their sit spots. She guided them to the desk chairs and had them sit down. Valerie's bottom was the first to touch the chair, and she jumped up right away.
Ms. Hudson looked at her with piercing eyes and said "Sit down and stay still, or I will tie you to the chair, and you won't like it. You'll stay there for ten minutes."
Hearing this admonishment, Jennifer wisely stayed in place despite the pain she was feeling.
This was the most severe pain Valerie or Jennifer had ever felt. When they could, they kept on reassuring each other that they would get through this evening. They were glad their homework was done for their Monday and Tuesday classes because there was no way they would ever be able to get anything done after this.
What made this even more impactful was how loving and cuddly Ms. Hudson usually was. That's what made these sessions so memorable. The way Ms. Hudson transformed into a stern boarding school teacher was terrifying. She took on this persona and developed this punishment regime deliberately so her charges would think twice about disobeying her small amount of rules.