Catherine was coming back from sixth form college with her classmates, Gemma, Lisa, Marsha, Madison and Abigail, as they were all going to work on a joint project together. All the girls were seventeen-years-old and dressed for summer in tight figure-hugging vest tops and very short mini-skirts and with bare legs.
Catherine’s home was the mansion house which was on acres of land, with workers' cottages with tenants on the grounds.
Catherine’s father, who was a workaholic and rarely at home during the day, left Catherine’s mother to deal with the household matters. As such, discipline fell to Catherine’s mother, who certainly took the view that discipline needed to be strictly enforced.
Catherine knew that although her parents were away, Mary and Janet would be there to welcome them, or at least do their bidding, as they were both sixty-three-years-old and were employed as maids in the household. Catherine always smiled to herself at how eagerly both maids did her bidding, and if they didn’t, she complained to her parents and she heard wails coming from one of the living rooms. Now, though, since she turned sixteen-years-old, she was the one who punished the maids if they failed to do her bidding well enough as her parents made it clear to her that the maids were subject to her absolute control and she could order them to do whatever she wanted. Discipline went along with that, with the standard method being a bare bottom spanking and several strokes of the cane.
Catherine knew that both Mary and Janet had to have canes hanging on hooks in their bedrooms, as a constant reminder, and they would be told to go and fetch them whenever any of their mistresses needed to use them on their bare bottoms. Catherine loved the fact that she, although still a teenager, was very much one of the mistresses.
Catherine was actually quite relaxed today, but when she walked into the living room with her classmates, she was shocked to find both Mary and Janet sitting in armchairs, lounging about, and with drinks in their hands. She did see that both maids looked shocked as well as they saw her walk in, but of course she and her classmates were supposed to have gone to Gemma’s house to do the project but the plans were changed at the last minute.
Mary was indeed shocked when she saw Miss Catherine coming into the room with her friends. Mary had been a maid in the house for many years and loved her job. After all, she was never one for pressure, and so being a maid meant all she had to do was exactly as she was told, follow instructions, and carry out the preset chores. She knew that the discipline regime was rather different here than at most other homes, but Mary preferred that any substandard work led to her being spanked because that was the best way that she knew for her to remember to do things well. Equally, but she never knew quite why, she had always found being bent across a lap and about to have her bottom spanked to be rather erotic. It always hurt, and she was always reduced to tears, particularly when caned as well, but that feeling of having no control whilst being spanked or caned or both was what turned her on, as well as taught her a memorable lesson.
Janet was equally shocked when she saw the teenagers come into the room. She hadn’t been a maid for as long as Mary had, in this household, nor did she like the disciplinary regime. However, she had had little choice because she wanted to work in this particular area as she had been brought up in one of the tenanted houses on the estate, and so had to accept the good with the bad.
Catherine stood with her hands on her hips as she glared at the two maids and demanded, “What do you think you two are doing?”
Mary and Jane had already stood up when Miss Catherine asked her question, and they looked at each other and then Mary responded, “We are sorry, Miss Catherine. We just wanted to have a bit of a rest and didn’t expect you home.”
Catherine saw the two glasses and asked sternly, “What are you drinking?”
Mary grimaced as she replied, “We helped ourselves to a glass of whiskey each. Sorry again, Miss Catherine.”
Catherine really couldn’t believe that the two maids were not only resting when they should be working, but had also helped themselves to drinks from the cabinet. She glared at them both and knew exactly what she had to do. After all, she had full disciplinary control over the two of them, and there was no question that they had earned a pain-filled punishment. So, she commanded, “Right, both of you, get undressed then you can go and fetch us your canes.”
Mary and Jane both knew that they had fully earned this punishment. After all, it wasn’t the first time that Miss Catherine had disciplined them. In fact, far from it. Once given the authority to deal with them she had used it frequently, and was very experienced at both spanking and caning them. It didn’t worry them that Miss Catherine’s classmates were going to watch because they were quite used to being punished in front of family members and guests as that was all part of the disciplinary regime.
Mary also knew that being watched was always an added humiliation which she relished, and so she preferred being spanked with others watching. Jane hated being punished in public, though, and always thought it even more humiliating to be spanked by a teenager rather than the mistress of this female-dominated house.
However, what both maids knew was that being spanked and caned was always done whilst they were fully naked. It was all part of the humiliation that was seen as being an essential part of the punishment itself. So, both blushed but immediately started to get undressed.
Catherine had to admit that she always enjoyed watching the maids get undressed in order to be spanked. She always liked looking at women their age, in their mid-sixties, with their turkey necks, bat wings, creased skin, truly drooping breasts and fleshy thighs, and, when they turned around, their plump bottoms that just begged to be spanked and caned.
Catherine and the other teenagers kept stern looks on their faces as they watched both Mary and Jane unzip the backs of their maid's uniforms and slide the sleeves down their arms, pushing downwards towards the floor, catching their knickers with their thumbs as they did so, then continuing to push both items of clothing down to the floor, stepping out of them, scooping them up, neatly folding the dress and putting that on a chair, and folding their knickers once and putting that on top of their dress. Both then put their arms behind their backs, unclipped their bras, let them slide down their arms, caught them, folded them once, and put them on top of their other clothes. They then turned towards the teenagers, looking glum but being obedient, and waited for their instructions.
Only Gemma had seen one of the maids, Mary, being punished before, but all the teenage girls followed Catherine and Gemma’s lead in the way they stood with glowering looks on their faces as the maids undressed.
Catherine then ordered, “Mary, go and get the canes from both bedrooms. Jane, turn two chairs around into the room facing each other and then go to the wall and press your nose against it and fold your arms behind your back.”
Both maids did the usual curtsy and replied obediently, “Yes, Miss Catherine,” and then did their respective chores.
Catherine and the other teenage girls watched Jane obediently go to the dining table and turn two chairs into the room so that they faced each other. They then watched her go and press her nose against the wall, folding her arms behind her back, knowing that it would not be very long before she would be spanked.
As they waited for Mary to return, Madison remarked, “Huge bum she has, and I bet she hates being spanked.”
Jane heard the comment and wanted to shout out that of course it would hurt, and was equally annoyed with the comment about the size of her bottom. However, she knew her place and had to accept the teenage girls could say pretty much what they wanted. Anyway, it was her own fault, she kept reminding herself, and reflected again on the impending spanking and caning and all the pain that went with it. She just wished she was more like Mary and enjoyed the pain afterwards, but she wasn’t there at all.
Jane also had something even more pressing to think about. To date, she had only ever been spanked by members of the family, including Miss Catherine, but wondered whether the fact that two chairs were set out meant that one of Miss Catherine’s friends would be spanking one of them.
Just a few moments later Mary came back into the room holding two canes. She did glance at Jane in her very submissive position, but immediately went over to the girls and held out the canes, saying, “Here they are, Miss Catherine,” as she curtsied.
Catherine ordered, “Put them both on the dining table, Mary.”
Mary again obediently did as she was told, put them on the table, then turned and curtsied again. Her feelings were very mixed as she knew she found being spanked and then caned hard to cope with, but, on the other hand, found being ordered about by a teenager, bending across her lap, having her bare bottom spanked, and then bending over and grabbing a chair knowing that the teenage mistress was going to cane her, all turned her on.
Mary knew that Jane did not have those feelings, but, neither of them took into account the possibility that Miss Catherine could come home early and happily took the drinks from the drinks cabinet and lounged about, laughing at how they were living it up. Well, that had now changed and they were both about to pay the penalty for their serious mistake.
Catherine waited for Mary to put the canes on the table and turn back around before deliberately looking at her classmates, so ignoring Mary, and saying to them, “Well, we have two very naughty maids here. Do any of you have maids at home and deal with their discipline?”
Gemma knew the question was directed at her as she lived in a similarly large mansion and did have maids, although she didn’t have the benefit of disciplining them. However, Catherine knew she wanted to and replied to Catherine, looking directly at her, “We do have maids but I don’t get to discipline them. Mind you, your maids are far better behaved than the ones we have, so spanking and caning them really must work.”
Catherine replied, “I agree that spanking them makes them better maids. Maybe your parents should try it?” After a few moments, Catherine added as though the thought had just entered her head, “I tell you what, how about you spank one of the maids so you can see what it is like?”
Gemma replied as though the offer was a surprise to her, “I would certainly like to do that. It would also speed things up as well as, after all, we still have the project to do.”
Catherine always admitted to herself that she did enjoy spanking the maids. It gave her a real sense of authority although she tried to make sure that she only ever spanked them when they deserved it, like today. She was always authoritative, but, equally, was always fair with them. She also knew before she asked that Gemma had never spanked any of her own maids at her house, and they had discussed it very often and Gemma had made it clear that she would love the opportunity if it ever arose. So, although not expecting it today, Catherine remembered that and was happy to help her friend get the experience that she wanted.
Mary had listened to the exchange and knew it was a set up to allow Miss Gemma to spank one of them but it wouldn’t work in other houses with maids. Their living accommodation was far far better than any of the other maid’s that she knew. They were also paid rather more. On the other hand, Miss Catherine’s mother had made it clear that they wanted to use discipline to deal with below standard work. Mary had agreed to that many years ago, willingly so because of her submissive tendencies, knowing that her orgasms were so much better after a spanking, and even after being caned. She knew that Jane didn’t have the same submissive feelings, and found being disciplined so humiliating when carried out by Miss Catherine more than her parents, but kept on working here because of the higher pay and better living conditions, and treated the discipline as something that she had to accept in order to benefit from everything else. That didn’t help her when she normally cried herself to sleep rather than giving herself an orgasm first, but at least was something. The maids in the area were on more standard wages with poorer accommodation and so wouldn’t stand for being disciplined as well. Anyway, that still wouldn’t help her and Jane today.
With it agreed that Gemma would spank and cane one of the maids, Mary watched as Miss Catherine and Miss Gemma sat on the chairs opposite each other, flattening out their very short skirts. She knew that she and Jane would have their bare tummies lying on the teenager’s bare thighs, and whilst she knew it would help her own erotic feelings, Jane would find it embarrassingly humiliating. However, she also knew that Jane would know this was pretty much her own fault, in fact as it was both of theirs.
Catherine looked up towards Jane’s bare bottom and folded arms, and ordered, “Jane, come over here and stand next to Miss Gemma.”
Jane had been thinking pretty much the same thoughts that Mary had had and agreed that, whilst she hated being spanked and caned, for most of the time she benefited from the better pay and living conditions. She normally told yourself that the discipline was a price worth paying, but, when about to be spanked, she questioned that. However, she also knew that she couldn’t disobey Miss Catherine because that would get her the sack which wasn’t worth risking. So, as she turned and faced the teenagers, walking across the room to stand next to Miss Gemma, she conditioned herself to know that for the next several minutes at least all she was going to suffer was humiliation and pain, but, rightly so given the rules of the house which she and Mary had broken.
It was noticeable that neither Mary nor Jane argued that being in their mid-sixties they shouldn’t be disciplined by a teenager. After all, they knew that they were maids and Miss Catherine was one of the family and had to be obeyed and respected at all times. Right now, they both knew that they were in the wrong and Miss Catherine was in the right. The fact that she was asking Miss Gemma to spank one of them was something wholly within Miss Catherine’s right, and, as Miss Gemma said, it would at least get the punishment over with more quickly. It would also mean that the two maids didn’t have to watch the other being disciplined.
Happy everything was settled as it should be, Catherine glared at the two maids and instructed, “You, Mary, will get across my lap. You, Jane, will get across Miss Gemma’s lap. Do it now.”
Both Jane and Mary grimaced but obediently curtsied and then Mary stood by Catherine, looking down at her lap, and then eased herself down resting on the far side of the chair first to balance herself and then lowering her full weight onto the bare thighs, catching her fall with her hands on the floor and settled down quickly enjoying, as usual, the sight of Miss Catherine’s upside-down legs which she found humiliating, embarrassing, but, yes, such a turn on.
Jane hesitated just a moment but as soon as she saw Mary following the instructions so obediently, she went and stood next to Miss Gemma and eased herself down so that she too was looking at two bare upside-down legs. For her, though, there was no sense of turn on or eroticism, but just the horrible thought of a painful spanking and even more painful caning to come. She really had hoped that her emotions would change the more that she was spanked, but they never did. She often wondered whether it was the fact that she was caned three times during the last term at sixth form college. She had lost all interest in learning, and bunked off college freely, but was occasionally caught and each time was sent to the headmistress and caned. Of course, that was never a turn on, and those feelings of the cane being used to punish her and not for any sexual excitement remained entrenched in her mind.
Mary’s experience was different. She had also been punished when at sixth form college, but each time it was at the front of the class and by the class assistant. The method used was that the teacher would continue with the lesson, but the naughty student, in this case Mary, had to lower her knickers and raise her skirt and bend over the class assistant’s lap and be spanked by her in front of everyone. Of course it hurt, quite a lot actually, but, for Mary, she always had to go to the toilet block at the end of the lesson, shut herself away in one of the cubicles, ease her fingers inside her knickers and between her legs and run her fingers along her pussy lips, flicking her taut clit as she did so, and she always had a magnificent orgasm. She didn’t even care that some of her classmates followed her to the toilets to listen, and smiled as she came back out of the toilet cubicle because she was just so turned on. Of course, she diddled herself again when in bed that night, and always slept so well afterwards.
So, right then, the feelings felt by Mary and Jane were almost exactly opposite each other as they both felt their bottom’s being rubbed in circles by Miss Catherine and Miss Gemma.
Catherine nodded towards Gemma as she raised her hand, and they both started to spank the helpless maid across their laps on alternate bottom cheeks. Catherine was quite used to seeing how the bare bottom cheek surrendered to her hand, flattened, and then bounced back just as she spanked the other bottom cheek.
For Gemma, this was a new experience. She had watched Catherine spank her maids before, but always from a couple of feet away. This was so much better as she was the one to cause the bottom cheek to flatten and bounce back, whilst, at the same time, turning both bottom cheeks deeper and deeper shades of red. This was such a lovely experience, she told herself, and she wondered how she would convince her own parents to make spanking part of the regime that their maids would have to accept. However, that was for another time, and she continued to enjoy spanking Jane on alternate bottom cheeks changing to spanking the same bottom cheek time and again and then the other bottom cheek time and again as she saw Catherine then doing.
The watching girls were laughing and joking about how the spankings were deserved and how the fleshy bottoms needed to be spanked much more than someone their own age who had much tighter bottoms. They also referred to the maids' drooping breasts as they swayed from side to side as they squirmed around on Catherine and Gemma’s laps, and giggled as they heard the gasps of pain, saying out loud how naughty maids like these two were getting what they deserved.
Mary and Jane both heard the derogatory comments but knew it wasn’t their place to object, more so because they weren’t just the maids, but maids who had been caught out doing wrong by their mistress. As such, they deserved whatever the teenage girls said about them.
Mary even enjoyed being the focus as she was spanked and knew her pussy lips were getting damper and damper as the spanking stung her bottom cheeks more and more.
After several minutes of being spanked continuously, both Mary and Jane were struggling with the spanking, and even Mary struggled with the actual pain itself and had to remind herself about using the pain, later on, to give herself huge orgasms. In fact, she knew from past experience that the harder the spanking and the more strokes of the cane, the better her orgasms later on. Not that she ever asked for a greater punishment, for no better reason than she was never in a position to state what the punishment should be, but she was just amazed that her arousal increased with the severity of the punishment.
With the pain increasing, Mary was unable to stop the tears welling up in her eyes and dribbling down her face. She had managed to hold on longer than Jane who she had heard starting to sniffle and then sob and then cry a while back. Mary gave a last lingering look at Miss Catherine’s upside-down bare legs before they became a blur and then she no longer resisted and quickly submitted to the increasingly stinging pain and let out her own sobs and then her own crying. She knew it didn’t make any difference if she cried sooner rather than later, because Miss Catherine had told her that she only ever stopped spanking her when she saw that her bottom was red enough and not because she cried.
In fact, Mary recalled how Miss Catherine had threatened her that if she did cry too early then she would only extend the hand spanking on the basis it was a try-on. Mary had often fantasised about begging Miss Catherine to stop, if only to suffer an even harder spanking, but didn’t want to do that today because of the possible impact on Jane. So, she just lay across Miss Catherine’s lap, as her bottom continued to be spanked as well as the backs of her legs, and was looking forward to seeing them in the mirror later on, albeit that her bottom, at least, would also be covered in raised welts.
After several more minutes of non-stop spanking, Catherine looked at Mary’s bottom and was happy with the deep red colour that she and Gemma had turned both bottoms. So, ready for what she always loved to do as well, she looked across at Gemma and said, “We can stop spanking these two naughty maids now, and get them ready for the cane.”
When Catherine saw that Gemma had stopped spanking Jane, she instructed, “Okay you two, get up and turn the chairs around and then bend over and grab the seats of these chairs.”
The watching girls giggled some more as they watched the maids ease themselves up. Abigail said so both maids could hear, “I bet they want to rub their naughty bottoms, but better not.”
Mary and Jane winced as they did want to soothe their stinging bottoms but definitely knew not to. That had been rammed into them both so many times, as did the extra strokes of the cane they earned when they did.
As Mary bent over and grabbed hold of the seat of the chair Miss Catherine had just got up from, she looked at the floor behind her and saw Miss Catherine’s bare legs positioning themselves, and could see the end of the cane as she swished it from side to side. She knew that she was feeling more aroused because her bottom stung and the tears still dribbled down her face and she still had the sniffles. However, as the cane was rubbed from side to side across her bottom, she knew that this would lead her to have, once again, a fabulous orgasm.
Mary just had time to look up and saw Jane’s sorrowful face and knew that she would be feeling tense and not looking forward to getting the cane, as she wasn’t going to get the same erotic feelings.
Jane looked up and saw Mary’s face, knowing that Mary had told her she found being caned was so erotic, but Jane knew that all she would feel was the most horrendous pain. She did have to kick herself and told herself she mustn’t ever assume that the family were going to stay out for as long as they said they would because, if she didn’t, she was going to find herself being spanked and caned time and again, just as she felt the cane being rubbed from side to side across her already stinging bottom. A good lesson she hoped she would learn, Jane told herself.
Catherine smiled at Gemma as they both rubbed the canes back and forth across the naughty maids' bottoms, positioning themselves just right so that the end of the cane would land on the far bottom cheek and not in mid-air. Catherine had explained the method to Gemma even before today, and Gemma had said that she would learn from that just in case she ever got the opportunity to cane one of the maids. She had even practiced on a cushion at home with a bamboo stick from the garden, and so felt confident that she would be able to cane Jane hard enough. She smiled to herself as she also happily realised that she was so turned on by giving Jane a spanking and that her knickers were already damp. They will now be getting even wetter, she told herself. as she rubbed the cane from side to side and smiled at the thought.
Catherine looked at Jane and the very worried look on her face, but also loved the way that her drooping breasts dangled so enticingly, and knew that they would sway from side to side as the cane bit into her bottom. This was a view that she didn’t get all that often because it was normally just her caning one of the maids who was looking away from her. This was cool, though, she told herself, having such a perfect view of Jane’s large drooping soon to be swaying breasts.
Catherine caught Gemma’s eye, nodded, and they both pulled their arms back, each focusing now on the unprotected fleshy already very red bare bottom staring up at them, and brought the cane down with a loud thwack. Catherine was used to seeing the cane carve a long thin line as the bottom cheeks surrendered to the cane and then watched them bounce back out and swirl around, waiting for the next stroke.
Gemma had watched maids being caned before and had seen how the cane made the bottom cheeks surrender and then the raised red welts appeared. It was so much better, and sexier, to be the one who produced the raised welt, though, and she couldn’t stop herself smiling and feeling elated and alive and aroused.
As the second stroke bit into both bottoms, Mary’s just a few moments before Jane’s, Jane saw the pained look on Mary’s face although the very next moment the cane bit into her bottom, so she knew that her face would have the same amount of pain etched across it. She didn’t open her eyes before the third stroke bit into her bottom, and she cried out with the pain, and she heard the echoing yelp which she knew was Mary’s cry of pain. She did think it strange that if Mary found this so erotic, how come she cried out with pain so loudly? She supposed, though, that only those who were aroused by being spanked and caned could possibly understand how that pain turned into so much pleasure. Jane was still thinking that as the fourth stroke bit into her bottom, and then all she could do was think about how much the pain hurt her even though she heard Mary’s pained cry just a couple of feet away from her.
As the fifth stroke bit into Mary’s bottom, and it hurt as much if not more than the earlier four strokes, so she told herself there was just one stroke to go and that after that, or at least after being scolded by Miss Catherine, she would be free for just the short while that would be necessary for her to finger herself to an orgasm. She was so thankful that Miss Catherine wasn’t aware that she was aroused by being punished so severely because she certainly didn’t want that to be exchanged for what happened to under-performing maids in other homes, which included reduced pay or having to work extra hours without pay. As the sixth stroke bit into her bottom, she told herself she really was getting the best of every world with good pay, good living conditions, and being regularly spanked and caned.
Catherine and Gemma both looked at the six red raised welts that they had created on the maid's bottoms so beautifully presented in front of them. Both bottoms were plump and large and so there was so much to aim at when spanking and caning them. Both teenagers also knew that their own knickers were now very damp and both wanted to disappear upstairs and finger themselves.
Of course, Catherine also knew just how aroused Mary was by being disciplined. She had only discovered it by chance because she had unwittingly followed Mary upstairs just a minute after finishing caning her. As she passed her bedroom door, she heard what she knew were gasps at the height of an orgasm which could only have been achieved if Mary was turned on by being spanked and caned. It was the reason why Catherine was so strict with Mary because she knew that she would like to be spanked and caned just as much as she loved to spank and cane her.
What worked today, as well, was the opportunity to give Gemma the experience of spanking and caning a maid. Catherine didn’t feel particularly sorry for Jane because she didn’t know whether she was also aroused by being disciplined, but that hardly mattered because she was just a maid, and a disobedient one today. Gemma, on the other hand, was a close friend, and it was important to let her have that experience.
As Catherine and Gemma both listened to the sniffles made by both Mary and Jane, Catherine ordered, “Right, you two naughty maids, you can get up and go to the bathroom and wash your faces. You don’t need to get dressed until you come back downstairs.”
Catherine and Gemma both smiled at each other as they watched the two sniffling maids push themselves upwards, turn and curtsy, and then almost hobble out of the room as they clutched their bottoms. Catherine went to the door just to be sure that both maids were going upstairs, and heard their footsteps as they clearly did so. She knew that Mary would spend a short while in her bedroom giving herself an orgasm, and reckoned that Jane would go to the bathroom and wash her face. So, there was time for her to diddle herself for sure
Catherine looked at Gemma and at the other girls and said with a smile, “I know what I need, do you need the same?”
Gemma and the other classmates knew exactly what Catherine was talking about and also knew that their own knickers were now very wet. All the girls laughed and smiled as they replied almost together, “I definitely do.”
Catherine and Gemma turned the two chairs back around so they faced each other and quickly lifted their skirts above their waists and pushed their knickers down to the floor stepping out of them, and went and sat on the same chair they used to spank and cane Mary and Jane. The other girls also quickly stepped out of their knickers and sat on one of the armchairs or sofa parting their legs, and they all quickly ran their fingers up and down their very wet pussy lips. They were all close friends and had all diddled themselves several times in front of each other, and loved to come at the same time. Today, the watching teenage girls came first because this was a new and exciting experience for them, but they didn’t mind that Catherine and Gemma took longer to get to their orgasms as they continued to stroke their own wet pussy lips and continued to flick their own taut clits until they too gasped so erotically as they both came.
Upstairs, Mary was in her bedroom sitting on the corner of her bed with her legs apart and was caressing her stretched and already very damp pussy lips, flicking her clit as she did. She was, once again, so excited at the erotic feelings that she had as she played over in her mind being across Miss Catherine’s lap and seeing her upside-down legs, and suffered her spanking, and then as she was bent over and was being caned and she again saw Miss Catherine’s upside-down legs again. She knew that being disciplined by a teenager was even more erotic than being disciplined by someone who was older, and although she would never deliberately misbehave, she also knew that Miss Catherine maintained very high standards and made no allowances for anything, which was why she ended up being spanked and caned by her so regularly. She didn’t want that to stop, though, and even liked the idea that she was disciplined in front of Miss Catherine’s friends.
Jane went to the bathroom and turned and looked at her bottom in the mirror and gasped as she saw just how red her cheeks were was as well as seeing the six parallel red welts. She couldn’t help but start to run her fingers along the welts and realised just how hard they were, but, as she did, she also realised that she was actually getting some very strange feelings, which were more erotic than she had thought she would have. She continued to run her fingers along the welts, with one hand, and then to run the fingers of her other hand along her pussy lips and realised that they were now quite wet. In fact, she also realised that her clit was taut and flicked herself a few times, before realising how close she was to an orgasm. How could this be, she asked herself, but even as she did so she gave out an erotic gasp and quickly ran out of the bathroom and into her bedroom and onto her bed, and, as she lay there, with her knees bent but resting on the bed, her fingers caressing her wet pussy lips until she very quickly let out erotic gasps, it was then that she realised that she was turned on, this time, by being spanked and caned. She was puzzled and wondered if it was because the punishment was carried out with Mary, or, whether it was because she was spanked and caned by a teenager? Did the loss of control to someone so young make the whole experience so much more erotic, just as Mary had explained it did for her? Although not sure of the answers to those questions, what Jane did know was that she would definitely have to experience this again, and would work out with Mary how that could be done.
So it was that everyone involved, the two naughty sixty-three-year-old maids, the two authoritative teenagers who spanked and caned them, and the teenage classmates who watched it all happen, all had now experienced huge orgasms. What was more, the teenage girls who had watched had a hankering to be the ones who gave the spankings next time and hoped that would happen very soon.
