Sarah had her nose pressed against the wall with her hands on her head. She had already removed her skirt and knickers and knew that her vest top had ridden up so that the whole of her bottom and her lower back were on show. She wasn’t ashamed of her body. Far from it in fact. However, she hadn’t expected to be facing discipline today.

Sarah was dressed in a red vest top and white short skirt. It was summer and she had bare legs. Her blonde hair flowed down to her shoulders and she had a quite marvellous figure. Her so suckable and kissable breasts always pressed out her vest top, and her flat tummy and well-toned legs made her a delight to look at and of course a target for her predators. Not that those looking at her could see her breasts and tummy as her nose was pressed obediently against the wall.

Sarah played over in her mind how she had got here. She was thirty-four-years-old and was attending the party for Vanessa, her friend Sandra’s sixteen-year-old step-daughter. It was a party to celebrate Vanessa being appointed Head Girl at the sixth form college. She was the first sixteen-year-old to become Head Girl. In fact, she was the youngest in the class and would be seventeen-years-old in a couple of months. Sandra was forty-five-years-old.

Sarah had an open relationship with her husband and could enjoy sexual liaisons with friends and office colleagues. As well as enjoying sex she was also an out and out submissive and loved to be humiliated. She soon got the reputation of being the office slut as she made out with men and women alike in storerooms or empty offices and became renowned for being an easy conquest. Hence her predators. She loved the reputation she had and never backed away from anyone’s sexual interest in her. She would carry out whatever sexual act the man or woman wanted even when colleagues were watching, and she enjoyed being submissive throughout. She did as she was told without question which was very different to when she was doing her job which carried quite some responsibility. Nevertheless, she towed the line where sex was involved no matter how public it was.

As well as having sex she also enjoyed more conventional submission. She had been spanked by several work colleagues as well as by friends and she loved it when an audience watched her being spanked. At work, the audience would be people she worked with and on some occasions, it was during work events and so was watched by the spouses of her work colleagues. When spanked by friends her friend’s children often watched. Sarah did make sure that only children who were sixteen-years-old or older watched as she quite often made out with the man or woman who spanked her straight afterwards.

Sarah particularly loved to be made to undress by another woman. She would take off one piece of clothing at a time and was increasingly humiliated by the smirking smile of the woman and anyone else watching. It turned her on and knew her pussy lips were damp by the time she was fully undressed which those watching also knew quickly enough.

Sarah’s preference was to submit to either a woman or man her own age or older and have sex afterwards. She even had a liking to being spanked by a woman or man her parent's age but without the sex. She saw those times as a straight forward discipline spanking knowing the person spanking her would masturbate afterwards. She had never experienced being spanked by anyone much younger than herself although she had always thought that she wouldn’t mind that because it was even more humiliating than being spanked by an older person. It was just that the opportunity had never presented itself.

One thing Sarah always enjoyed was the fact that she would be the one to choose when she was spanked or used sexually. She would wind up one of her friends, or a work colleague who would then take over and humiliate her in front of those watching when spanking her or force her to make them cum.

Today's events were not like that and it caused Sarah growing concern. The party had started at eight o'clock. Vanessa had lots of friend’s and as she attended the sixth form college all of her friends were over sixteen. In addition, Sandra asked lots of her friends and some came with their husbands, and so it was going to be a party celebrated by both generations. The adults were going to be in the front room and Vanessa and her friends were holding a dance in the back room.

Vanessa looked really pretty in a sleeveless floral mini-dress. Sandra wore a white and pink check sleeveless dress. They both had bare legs.

Everything had gone well until Vanessa and her friend Sonia went to the large kitchen come dining room. Sarah was already there pouring herself a glass of wine. It was her third of the evening and she enjoyed her wine although sometimes drank a bit too much.

Vanessa went to pour herself a glass and Sarah grabbed the bottle from her. It was a joke actually as Sarah had no trouble with the youngsters drinking. However, Sarah had had that little too much to drink already and as she grabbed the bottle it slipped and fell on the floor. It didn't break but the wine spilt on the lino.

"That was really silly," Vanessa said in an annoyed tone. "Mum will be furious," she added.

Sandra had heard the ruckus and came into the kitchen. She saw Sarah on the floor trying to wipe up the red wine.

Sandra got another towel and helped Sarah wipe up the wine. She was clearly annoyed just as Sarah was plainly embarrassed. The atmosphere wasn't helped by Vanessa saying how several drops of red wine had splashed onto her shoes which were most likely ruined.

Sarah knew that she shouldn't have grabbed the bottle of wine and was really apologetic. "I'm so sorry, Vanessa. I'll get your shoes cleaned and if they don't clean up I'll buy you a new pair."

Vanessa wasn't satisfied as she loved the shoes she had on. "Well, that should be the least that happens, Sarah. How about you being punished for doing such a naughty thing?"

Sarah gasped as she listened to the scolding. She wasn’t actually in the mood to be disciplined but instead had wanted to be forced to give a woman tongue sex. She had Sandra very much in mind there. Of course, she accepted that she had been very silly and on another occasion may well have wound Sandra up to spank her. Indeed, she also accepted that what she did was exactly what would earn a spanking. It wouldn’t even be unusual for Sandra to spank her and for Vanessa to watch as that had been the case on many an occasion over the last few months. However, Sarah decided she didn’t want to be spanked and had no intention of being spanked just then.

As Vanessa continued to scold Sarah so Sarah started to think that maybe a spanking, later on, would be good. Maybe she would suggest Sandra spank her for spilling the wine and then they would make out afterwards. Sarah was even getting to like the idea of a spanking. However, there were too many people there just then but a little later after most of the guests were gone would be exciting? Sarah was sure that she would feel suitably humiliated and then either make out with Sandra or masturbate when in bed.

Sarah played along to guide the spanking to be by Sandra later on and looking at Vanessa asked, "What punishment do I deserve?" She was sure Vanessa would say Sandra should spank her and she was already getting those lovely quivers flying around her vagina at the thought.

The erotic thoughts were increased when Vanessa said firmly, "Well you definitely deserve a spanking."

Sarah wanted to say yes but knew that once she had put the thought in someone’s mind that she always liked to be forced which was such a big part of her submissive nature. "A spanking?" she asked in a defensive sounding tone. “I bet there aren’t many women my age still spanked?” Of course, she knew that was a lie as Vanessa had watched her being spanked on several occasions but reckoned Vanessa would use the lie to embarrass her in front of the three or four other guests who had come in to see that the argument was about. The discussion was giving Sarah a real buzz.

Vanessa was dismissive though and poo pooed Sarah’s comment with, "We both know you still get spanked, Sarah. Crikey, mum spanked you just last week."

Sarah remembered the spanking well. She had sparked an argument on purpose as she just fancied Sandra spanking her. It worked and she suffered her usual humiliation of having to take off her knickers and raise her skirt up above her waist before going across Sandra's oh so gorgeous lap. However, Sarah still wanted to be forced to accept Sandra's spanking. "Oh, yes, Vanessa I forgot you knew that. However, that was for arguing and not spilling some wine which we have almost cleared up."

Sarah looked towards Sandra expecting her to step in and tell her she would be getting a spanking later on. However, Sarah was getting increasingly concerned as there were now a dozen guests in the kitchen watching the discussion. Some were Sandra's friends who had seen her spanked before but there were several of Vanessa's friends as well and she didn’t know if they knew she was still spanked.

Vanessa remained indignant. "The wine may be off the lino but my shoes are still stained."

The intensity of Vanessa’s voice was just like many an adult who had told her off which surprised Sarah but she liked exactly that tone of voice being used on her. She looked again at Vanessa's shoes and the stain had dried. In view of Vanessa’s continuing scolding Sarah now reckoned that she would definitely be getting a spanking and really didn't mind but there were just too many people in the kitchen still. Sarah was concerned and suggested, "Maybe I should discuss it alone with your mum, Vanessa, once everyone has gone?” Sarah reckoned Sandra would now step in and take Sarah to another room and tell her off before telling her she would be spanked later on.

Vanessa gave Sarah a firm glare. "No way, Sarah. I am the one who has the ruined shoes."

Sarah was taken by complete surprise and forgetting the number of people watching said in an indignant tone, "Well surely you aren't suggesting that you discipline me are you?"

Vanessa smirked as that was exactly what she wanted. Mind you, she knew it wouldn’t happen but was enjoying getting Sarah all concerned. It was wicked teenage fun although she was sure that her mum would spank Sarah later and so the threat of a spanking was real enough.

Sarah looked desperately at Sandra who had an indifferent look on her face. Sarah had seen the look before when Sandra was being wickedly devious. She was concerned now as she saw that Sandra was asking some of her friends what they thought and when they said that Sarah needed a spanking Sandra was egging Vanessa on which was just the prank she was likely to pull.

Sarah then looked around the kitchen and saw a range of facial expressions. Most of the adults knew Sarah liked to be spanked and looked like they were expecting that to happen. However, there were inquisitive looks on the faces of Vanessa's friends who Sarah supposed were trying to work out what was going on.

Vanessa replied abruptly, "Well, Sarah. It's my celebratory party and you spilt wine over my shoes and know you have done wrong and deserve to be punished. So you are the one who has been naughty and I am the one who has been affected. I'm sixteen-years-old and am easily old enough to dispense discipline so all in all that is exactly what I am suggesting. I should be the one to discipline you.”

Sarah swallowed hard as she realised Vanessa meant what she said. Equally, she was thrown by Vanessa’s oh so firm but delightful, ‘Do as I say or else,’ tone of voice and could not readily think of a reason to object other than the fact she was so much younger than her and was her friend’s step-daughter. So she again looked towards Sandra for help.

Sandra had the same look on her face as though she was going to be purposely awkward. Before Sarah could say anything Sandra said, "Well I do think Vanessa is right on all counts, Sarah. You spilt the wine because you were careless, the wine has stained Vanessa's shoes, and you have disrupted her celebratory party. Although young I do agree that she is old enough and I am sure up to the task of disciplining you and so all in all I think you need to follow her instructions."

Sarah heard several, “I agree,” from around the kitchen.

Sandra knew that she was playing with Sarah. Had they been alone there would have been no question that Sarah would have been ordered to take her knickers off and get across her lap by now. However, it was her step-daughter’s special party and she thought that it would be an added gift for her. She knew Vanessa had jokingly said when watching the last spanking that it would be fun for her to spank Sarah and although Sandra hadn’t agreed there and then it was something she had given some thought to since. It didn’t even matter that she hadn’t discussed it with Sarah because she knew how her friend loved to be humiliated and this would certainly be up there in the humiliation stakes. It was a win-win for both Vanessa and Sarah she reckoned.

Sarah swallowed hard again and looked from a firm faced Sandra to a glaring faced Vanessa. She shook her head in disbelief but again couldn't think of a good reason to refuse. Mind you, she reckoned that given Vanessa’s stance she doubted refusing was even available to her. This could well be the first time she was spanked against her will. She doubted there would be any sex afterwards either and so this would be a straightforward discipline spanking.

However, at the same time, Sarah realised that she could also feel her knickers getting damp at the prospect of such a humiliating spanking so she looked at Vanessa and blushing with the growing humiliation said submissively, "Okay, Vanessa. What shall I do?"

Vanessa gave a momentary look of disbelief on her victory but hid the look almost immediately by ordering, "Take your knickers and skirt off and press your nose against the wall whilst I get things ready for your spanking."

Sarah bit her lip and looked around the room and saw a sea of faces her age and Vanessa's age and they all had smiles on them. She was the centre of attention and clearly, everyone was interested in how the scene was playing out. Sarah had been spanked many times before in front of an audience although not one with so many people Vanessa's age nor such numbers. Four or five was the most who had watched her being spanked before today. There must have been thirty-five people in the room by now.

However, even though she winced at the prospect Sarah obediently lifted her skirt above her waist and pushed her knickers down to her ankles and stepped out of them. She heard the gasps and sniggers and whispers as she did so and knew several of those watching had a full view of her pussy lips and would see how she was shaved except for the small area above her pussy. It was best this way for when she received tongue sex but she wasn't fully shaven. It was a very sexy look she knew from what her friends told her admiring what she had done.

As Sarah stepped out of her knickers she quickly descended into a state of humiliation. She licked her lips and swallowed hard and looked close to tears but equally felt alive as she so loved it when humiliated in public. It got her so aroused and she was again as she put her knickers on a chair and turned back towards Vanessa who was still glaring at her. As Sarah unzipped her skirt and pushed it down towards the floor the feeling of humiliation intensified as it always did when she had to undress in front of a group who were about to watch her being spanked. As she stepped out of her skirt and placed it on the chair with her knickers she looked again at Vanessa who pointed towards the wall.

That was how Sarah got to have her nose pressed against the wall with her hands on her head. She knew her bottom and much of her back were on show to those watching as her vest top had ridden up as she raised her hands and clasped them together on top of her head. She heard the murmuring continue behind her but also the giggles and laughter from several directions.

Vanessa smiled at everyone as she turned a kitchen chair into the room. She looked at her step-mum and asked, “Have you got the hairbrush please, mum?”

“Of course, sweetie, I’ll get it for you,” Sandra replied.

Vanessa gave her step-mum an angry look. She was usually referred to as ‘Sweetie,’ but right now wanted to be treated like an adult.

Sandra understood but knew not to say anything that Sarah might hear so she mouthed, ‘Sorry,” which brought a happy smile from Vanessa.

Sandra was blushing as she retrieved the wooden backed hairbrush from the top drawer of the kitchen cabinet. She wasn’t embarrassed because Vanessa had effectively told her off in front of so many people but instead she was worried that Sarah might be really annoyed with her for agreeing that Vanessa should spank her. She made a mental note to make things good with Sarah after everyone had gone home. It would involve some serious tongue sex with Sarah’s sexily shaven pussy lips she knew.

Vanessa took the hairbrush from her step-mum and looking at Sarah’s bare bottom returned to having an angry glare as she ordered, “Okay, Sarah. Come here and get across my lap.”

Sarah was biting her lip with trepidation as she turned and saw everyone staring at her. Most were looking at her face but some were quite obviously looking at her pussy. That was humiliating but erotic at the same time for her and she even smiled as she imagined quite a few of Sandra’s friends wanting to lick and suck her already moist pussy lips.

Vanessa saw the smile and exerting her new found control ordered, “Now.”

Sarah became even more worried at the further scolding as she went towards Vanessa and saw the still very angry look on her face. As she went and stood next to Vanessa she looked down and she saw her thighs were bare as her short skirt had ridden right up so her bare tummy would be lying across Vanessa’s bare lap.

Vanessa looked down at Sarah’s bottom wide-eyed as she really hadn’t expected to actually spank her. However, with such an enticing bare and unprotected bottom looking up at her Vanessa placed her palm on the beautifully perched bottom cheeks on her lap and rubbed in circles.

Sarah felt Vanessa’s hand rubbing her bottom in circles and as always it helped her come to terms with the looming pain. She looked at the backs of Vanessa’s legs just a few inches from her face and saw they were well-toned and then looked around the room and saw many other upside down legs. The legs of the women men and girls were almost all bare given that it was the middle of summer. Sarah noticed the various colours of toenail polish on the toes of the women and girls and saw several she rather liked although her attention was brought back by the sudden spank that landed on her bottom cheek. She gasped as the second spank landed and grimaced as spank after spank continued to land on alternate bottom cheeks.

The whispers got louder as the spanking progressed and Sarah heard, ‘Harder, Vanessa,’ and ‘Go, girl,’ and ‘She deserves it,’ from around the room. Sarah was also very aware that no one was saying Vanessa was spanking too hard or should be showing any sympathy towards her. She even heard Sandra giving Vanessa guidance, like, ‘Spank a few times on the same spot,’ and, ‘Spank the backs of her legs.’ Sarah wanted to tell Sandra to stop but knew only too well that she deserved the spanking, and that Sandra would have been spanking her properly herself if she were across her lap, and so she just gave up and as the pain intensified told herself this was her own fault because she was the one who childishly grabbed the bottle of wine. Sarah grimaced at the pain but also found it funny she thought of herself as acting childishly and here she was at thirty-four-years-old being spanked so deservedly hard by a sixteen-year-old.

Vanessa was enjoying giving the spanking just as much as she had expected. She was so pleased her mum manoeuvred things to make it happen. She looked up and smiled at the audience and in particular her close friends and she smiled as well at some of her step-mum’s friends. All the time though she continued to land spank after spank turning Sarah’s bottom deeper and deeper shades of red and listening to the increasingly loud gasps telling her of Sarah’s mounting discomfort.

Sandra saw how her step-daughter was so focused on giving the spanking and knew Sarah was struggling as she always did after a few dozen spanks. She thought that Vanessa was probably landing spanks that were as hard as she gave even though she was much younger.

Sarah was really struggling with the never ending spanks. She felt more humiliated than ever although supposed that meant the feeling was even more enjoyable. However, equally, she so wanted to have sex afterwards but knew she wouldn’t with Vanessa. What she did know was that this was a seriously hard punishment spanking and as she looked at the floor she knew that she wasn't far away from tears. Neither did she see when Sandra caught Vanessa's eye and mouthed, "Hairbrush."

Vanessa understood and stopped spanking Sarah's bottom long enough to pick up the hairbrush. She tapped Sarah's bottom twice with the paddle side and looked at her step-mum and mouthed, "How many?"

Sandra mouthed back, "Thirty each cheek."

Sarah felt the two taps with the hairbrush and tensed her bottom. She knew the tears would flow after just a few spanks with the hairbrush. She waited for the first spank but before it came there were several calls of, "More, more," followed by laughter which she didn't understand. However, the very next moment the hairbrush landed with a thwack which was immediately followed by the swirling stinging pain cascading right across her bottom cheek and back. She cried out throwing her head backwards but before she could recover the second spank landed. She cried out again and kicked her legs involuntarily and as the spanks continued to land on alternate bottom cheeks she was soon squirming around on Vanessa's lap whilst still kicking her legs and crying out.

The onlookers were wider and wider-eyed as Sarah's bottom was turned bright red but also developed blue bruising, and as Sarah was reduced to crying like a youngster. Most of Vanessa's and Sandra's friends were still laughing and smiling as were most of the men. However, the husbands of two of Sandra's friends were more subdued as they increasingly sympathised with Sarah's plight. Sandra wasn't surprised as both husbands were spanked at home by their wives and knew exactly what Sarah was suffering. Both wives were friends of Sandra's and they were also watching but they were happily willing Vanessa on to spank even harder.

Vanessa was counting the spanks and as she got to halfway she could hear Sarah was bawling her eyes out and crying uncontrollably. She was a little worried and glanced up at her step-mum who happily indicated she should continue with the spanking. Vanessa shrugged her shoulders and did exactly that and even increased the intensity of each spank. She had watched as her step-mum had done exactly that on several occasions when spanking Sarah and knew that Sarah would recover quickly enough. At least she would stop crying but would sob and rub her stinging bottom for ages afterwards and would need a large cushion when she sat down even on the sofa let alone a hard wooden kitchen chair.

Vanessa got to the last five spanks for each bottom cheek and again like her step-mum made them the hardest spanks and was rewarded with the loudest cries. Then it was over and she focused on her handiwork and saw that Sarah's bottom cheeks were just as red if not redder than when her mum spanked Sarah and definitely had more bruises. She had worked hard but the adrenaline had kicked in and she had just kept on going. She even wondered hopefully if she would get the chance to spank Sarah again, but doubted her step-mum would let her spank her again.

Vanessa put the hairbrush down and rubbed Sarah's bottom squeezing the bottom cheeks which she knew Sarah loved. She even heard Vanessa groan with the squeezing and the rubbing and knew Sarah was recovering quickly. As Vanessa rubbed Sarah’s bottom so Sarah parted her legs albeit involuntarily and Vanessa and several of those watching saw just how damp Sarah’s pussy lips were. Vanessa ogled at Sarah’s pussy for a few moments longer before looking up at her step-mum who nodded towards the wall and Vanessa remembered that more naughty spot time had to be suffered by Sarah before she could be released from her punishment time.

"Get up and press your nose against the wall again, Sarah," Vanessa ordered.

Sarah was recovering quickly and as Vanessa squeezed her stinging bottom cheeks she even felt renewed flutters flying around her bottom. She couldn’t stop herself parting her legs almost hoping Vanessa would run her fingers along her pussy lips which she knew were damp. Vanessa didn’t though and once she heard the order knew that she had to do more naughty spot time. Sandra always insisted on it and Sarah knew that it helped her recover and prepare for the sex that always followed. Well, always had until today, she reckoned.

Vanessa didn't really know about the sex. She was suspicious but always had to leave her step-mum and Sarah in the spare room behind the garage for an hour after each spanking. Sandra told her step-daughter it was necessary to have one on one time with Sarah to discuss how naughty she had been to have earned her spanking. The room was well away from the rest of the house and Vanessa couldn't see in or hear what was going on. All she knew was that when they came out Sarah was happy even as she rubbed her bottom and walked around holding the thick cushion.

Sarah had her nose pressed against the wall and was still sobbing as she heard several of the guests say their goodbyes. Sarah understood from what a few of the guests said that the time had flown by and the party was over. She did hear plenty of, 'That was great,' and, 'The best party game ever,' and, 'I can't believe Sarah enjoys being spanked so much but she obviously does. She’s over at mine next weekend and it won’t take much for me to give her another spanking.'

Sarah smiled to herself as she looked at the wall just two inches from her eyes. She knew when she saw any of Sandra's friends again she would blush and remember tonight and be horribly humiliated, but she also knew she loved the humiliation. In fact, she so loved having no say in whether she was spanked she thought through giving a few people full disciplinary control over her so that they would have the unquestioned full authority to spank her if, like today, she did something to earn it. The loss of any say herself would be such a turn on and so humiliating for her. In fact, she was so turned on by the thought that she would happily have had tongue sex with Sandra or any of her friends right there on the floor whilst wholly naked and with everyone watching. She knew Sandra wouldn't do it so publicly though as the desire to be humiliated in public was something she alone felt. She loved being humiliated as it turned her on even though being spanked was so painful and she cried like a naughty young girl. She wouldn't be stopping, though.

Sarah didn't know how long she faced the wall for but by the time she was released and turned around only Sandra was in the kitchen.

"Everyone has gone, Sarah. Even Vanessa has gone out with her friends who were singing her praises.”

Sarah was rubbing her bottom as she said, "Vanessa sure spanked me really hard," and blushed as she added, "I guess I earned that spanking more than most, eh?"

Sandra beamed a smile. "You sure did. What were you thinking of grabbing the bottle?"

Sarah blushed. "I know it was crazy but actually it was good getting spanked for real like that. You know when I want a spanking and you give me one that is just as hard, but I'm already game for it. Today though I wasn't expecting a spanking and it was so much more like a proper punishment and a well-earned one as well. I will apologise properly to Vanessa tomorrow."

Sandra smiled and said, "Maybe don't apologise too much because you might find Vanessa will warn you that she won't tolerate bad behaviour from you ever again and that she will be sure to give you another spanking if you are naughty around her. In fact, I was thinking that it would do you a lot of good if someone had full parental disciplinary control over you for those times when you have earned a spanking."

Sarah gasped. “That is what I was thinking as I faced the wall just then. I know the threat of being spanked when I don’t want to be would be really good for me. So I decided that you and Vanessa should have just that authority over me and be able to spank me every time I earn it. I also want my assistant at the office to have that authority. She has spanked me a few times already in front of work colleagues after a few drinks, but I can be a little overbearing at work so if she spanks me every time I am too bossy with her then that would make me easier to get on with.”

Sandra nodded her head and replied seriously, “I think that is a great idea. You really are a lovely lovely person, most of the time, but if we can discipline you on those odd occasions you are a pain that would be great for all of us.” After a moment she added, “Of course if you are naughty with others here we will spank you with them watching just as happens now. The only difference is that we get to decide when you need a spanking and not you.”

Sarah bit her lip but decided it all made perfect sense. “Then that is what will happen from now on.”

Sandra smiled and said, “I’ll tell Vanessa when she gets back. Reckon on her being ultra-strict with you so it won’t be too long at all before you are back across her lap. Mine too for sure.

Sarah gasped but seeing the laughter in Sandra's eyes also laughed. "Well I will now have to be very careful around you both in future as you will have full disciplinary control over me but I don’t think Vanessa and I be having tongue sex afterwards.”

“Maybe you will,” Sandra said blushing and continued after a moment, “Vanessa saw how wet your pussy and she as good as told me she knew what we do in the spare room after I spank you.”

“Oh my,” Sarah said in a worried tone. “Will that mean she will want sex with me? Won’t that be an issue for you as well?”

Sandra explained, “Vanessa masturbates a lot but I have told her that the real thing is far better. Now she knows how turned on you are I know she will be really up for spanking you again. I can always leave and I reckon that when you ask for a maternal hug after the spanking you could turn that into making out and very soon have your tongue deep inside her vagina and then she will see how much better tongue sex is compared to masturbating. Anyway, she could see how turned on you were and made a licking gesture as she left and mouthed, ‘Enjoy.’ She knows what happens in the spare room and I think wants it as well.

Sarah stayed quiet. She had never thought about actually having sex with Vanessa and started to wonder if she might enjoy it after being given another spanking. She smiled at the thought and looked towards Sandra.

Sandra knew what Sarah was thinking and said firmly, “So if you have tongue sex after she spanks you then you will be helping her. It needn’t be every time but just when she wants it which I’m guessing will be every time, to begin with but then she will spank you without needing the sex afterwards.”

Sarah rubbed her bottom as she thought about what Sandra was saying and as though thinking out loud said, “So Vanessa and you will both have full and unquestioned disciplinary control over me and will be spanking me when I earn it even though I won’t want to be spanked just then, and you will both get to choose if it’s just a discipline spanking or whether we have sex afterwards.” Sarah felt herself getting aroused at the feeling of loss of control and after a moment smiled and added, “Yes, I guess that works.”

Sandra smiled. “Good because that works for me and I know will work really well for Vanessa.”

Sarah winced at the realisation that she was going to get spanked rather a lot in front of other people and the stinging in her bottom and flutters deep in her vagina reminded her she had been spanked already today and needed sex. She asked with a cheeky smile, “Can I have that maternal hug you usually give me, Sarah. Even though you didn’t spank me right now I would love to get inside your knickers. I want you so much."

Sandra was relaxed but put a stern look on her face as she replied, “That is so naughty, Sarah. That is my decision now and you have no say. So, let me think. Should I give you a spanking right now for asking for sex after a discipline spanking or should I let you off?”

There was a look of horror on Sarah’s face as she realised she had agreed that she had no say any more on when she was to be spanked and whether she had sex afterwards as she had handed control to Sandra and to Vanessa. Neither were her decision any more. She would continue to be humiliated when she was spanked in public but whether that was humiliation only or foreplay each time she was spanked was the other person’s decision. That was horrific, she realised although at the same time felt flutters flying across her pussy and knew that the loss of control was a turn-on for her as well. In fact, she quickly saw that the loss of control was an even greater turn-on for her than she had expected it to be. She reckoned the same would apply whether it was Sandra, Vanessa, or her assistant at work who spanked her. She hoped so anyway.

Sandra then smiled and answering her own question ordered, "I’m going to let you off this time. Anyway, I want you too so get your vest and bra off then."

Sarah bit her lip again as she thought momentarily about the new discipline regime but knew it was just what she wanted, and needed, as she lifted her vest top up and over her head. After placing it with her other clothes she put her arms behind your back and unclipped her bra. As she let the straps slide down her arms and she caught the bra she could see Sandra looking at her breasts and taut nipples. That look was yet another turn-on for Sarah. As she watched Sandra remove her own clothes and as she stepped out of her knickers Sarah licked her lips at the sight of her pussy lips and as Sandra removed her bra so Sarah saw that her nipples were also taunt.

Sandra held out her hand and took Sarah's hand in hers. Together they walked towards the spare room behind the garage. Once there Sandra guided Sarah to the sofa and got her to lie down on her back. As always Sarah gasped as her stinging bottom touched the sofa cushions. Of course she knew that Sarah loved the pain, and soon Sandra was lying on top of her and they were kissing each other on the lips, sucking and licking each other's breasts and nipples, with each working their way down kissing the other’s tummy, and thighs, inner thighs, and once both were aroused they licked and sucked the others pussy lips pushing their tongues deep inside the others pussy finding their clit and bringing the other to a gasping groaning shuddering erotic orgasm.

As Sarah and Sandra caressed and kissed each other building towards another orgasm Sarah thought momentarily about the change that had taken place today but knew that It really had been a win-win day for everyone.