Jack closed the front door as quietly as he could hoping Lucy wouldn't realise the problem he had. He had been out for a so-called mate's lunch although it had gone on for longer than he had expected. He had been due home at least two hours ago and wondered whether Lucy would be annoyed with him. However, that was the least of his worries given what had happened to him at the restaurant.

Jack was thirty and married to Lucy who was twenty-six.

Jack saw that Lucy was in the living room and was looking livid as he walked in, and she demanded, "Why didn't you answer my messages?"

Jack was thrown by that because he hadn't looked at his phone since sitting down for lunch. He blushed as he got it out and checked and blushed an even deeper red when he saw five missed messages, all from Lucy.

Jack was still blushing as he looked at Lucy and said, "Sorry."

Lucy seemed to relax a bit and said, "But at least you are home. So, how was the lunch?"

Jack also relaxed a bit as he walked further into the living room and saw the inquisitive look on Lucy's face, maybe because he was still walking awkwardly, even though he tried not to show the problem he was having but wasn't surprised given what had happened to him. He wasn't going to tell Lucy, though.

Jack went and sat on the armchair thinking it was a soft cushion but grimaced as he sat down.

Lucy spotted this and asked in what sounded a concerned tone of voice, "Come on, Jack, what's up?"

Jack again tried to convince Lucy there was nothing wrong. "Nothing Lucy, except I probably had a bit too much to drink."

As Jack described some of the things discussed during lunch, he was clearly still uncomfortable as he was sitting on the armchair.

Eventually, Lucy pushed him with, "I don't like the way that you are shuffling about, Jack. Maybe I should take a look so why don't you drop your trousers and underpants and let me check."

Jack blushed at the request, swallowed hard, and replied, "Really, Lucy, there's nothing to worry about."

Lucy pressed firmly with, "Look, Jack, I'm a GP so can tell when things are wrong. Now come here and let me check you over."

Jack's problem was that he knew what was wrong with him and he also knew that Lucy would realise too just as soon as she saw his bare bottom. However, it was his own fault for not being more careful when he got home. Going upstairs first and applying some cold cream would've helped, for instance, but he supposed he was too overconfident. Now though, he had to stand up and walk across to Lucy who remained seated on her armchair but sat forward as Jack arrived in front of her.

Lucy looked up at Jack and said sounding concerned as a wife should, "Go on, Jack, undo your trousers and push them down and then your underpants. Let's have a look at the problem as you have got me worried."

Jack was reconciled to having to explain to Lucy more about what had happened at lunch, and in particular which restaurant he went to. However, first, he turned around as he undid the top of his trousers and then the zip, pushing the trousers down, catching his underpants on the way, and pushing them both done to his knees.

Lucy was wide-eyed as she saw that Jack's bottom was bright red and with at least a dozen welts across both cheeks. She knew exactly what had caused it, but made a play of rubbing his bottom and running her fingers along some of the welts as though carrying out a proper GP-style inspection.

Lucy continued her charade by asking, "So which restaurant did you go to Jack? It could be a health and safety issue here, you know."

Jack wondered if Lucy was playing with him and replied, "We went to School Memories, Lucy."

Lucy knew exactly which restaurant it was and what they did there, but asked, "Anything nice on the menu, Jack? "

Jack replied, "I had cheese and tomato, to begin with, then stew and potatoes, followed by ice cream."

Lucy was still running her fingers along the welts as she replied, "So pretty much a typical school meal?"

Jack was enjoying the feel of his wife's fingers on his stinging bottom and was very relaxed as he replied, "I guess so." Was it possible that she didn't know what had caused his bottom to be coloured red nor what the welts meant, he wondered, as he sighed at the continuing caressing of his bottom?

Lucy continued to play with Jack and said, "I had school dinners when at sixth form college. I remember that if we messed around, we got told off by the teachers, and then a second time would be sent to a side room and dealt with by one of the class assistants. I'm guessing from this that you misbehaved, you naughty boy."

With that Jack froze for a second and then was just beginning to turn around to explain as he felt a really hard smack on his bottom and that was followed by a second smack and then a third. Each time he gasped knowing that Lucy had smacked his bottom which really stung because of the spanking and caning he had received at the restaurant.

Lucy said in a very stern tone, "Well of course I know where you went. Emma has already called me, laughing her head off, because she knew her Ted was with you and you both got your bottoms spanked and then caned. In fact, as I understand it, almost all of you were spanked and caned. Is that right Jack?"

Before Jack could answer he gasped as Lucy smacked his bottom again and then a second time and again a third time and felt like the naughty college student that he felt he was whilst having lunch, and what happened there flashed through his mind.

All the waiters and waitresses were in school uniform, and he particularly liked the girl's uniform of a short-sleeved green and white gingham dress with a white belt but with a particularly short hem leaving most of the girls' thighs bare as they all wore white ankle socks. Then, there were other staff dressed in schoolmistress and schoolmaster gowns, and they would be walking around the restaurant being directed to misbehaving diners by the waiters and waitresses, and they each carried a cane.

As you entered the restaurant, they gave each diner a questionnaire to fill in. It was quite a simple form. The first question was whether you would want to be disciplined. The second was, if so, are you happy to be spanked, and if so, on your bare bottom or over your clothes? The same question was asked regarding the cane. Finally, you were asked to state your preference for being dealt with by one of the female teachers or one of the male teachers.

Jack remembered saying that he was happy to be spanked and caned on his bare bottom and that his preference was to be dealt with by a female teacher, and that is how it had worked out.

In fact, the diner didn't have to be rude or even misbehave as the waiters and waitresses knew the preference stated by each diner, and if a diner said they were happy to be spanked or caned, then the waiter or waitress would simply point out to one of the teachers that the particular diner needed to be dealt with.

Jack and his friends on his table watched as several other diners on other tables were made to stand up and go across to the teachers sitting on a chair or a raised platform, were ordered to take down their trousers and underpants, or raise their skirts and lower than knickers, and then bend across the teachers' lap. The spanking that took place wasn't particularly hard and in most instances, the person being spanked ended up laughing with the teacher, and the same happened when any diner was caned.

Jack noticed, though, that some of the diners weren't spanked or caned in the restaurant but were taken through to a room at the back, and, when they came back, they weren't smiling but were rubbing their bottoms and walking in the same agitated way that Jack did as he walked home. It interested him and as his main course was being served, he asked the waitress, pointing to a diner walking awkwardly back to his table, "So how come he looks like he has just received a punishment but not in here?"

The waitress kept a stern look on her face as she replied, "The really naughty boys and girls have to go into the classroom at the back. They get spanked and caned rather harder than the naughty boys and girls do in here, but deserve to be, so let me know if you fit that category."

Jack didn't have to think about it for very long because he had fantasied about being spanked and caned by Lucy, and when he thought that wouldn't happen, he used to picture women that he saw on the bus or train taking him across their laps and giving him a bare bottom spanking right there on the bus or train. Of course, he knew he didn't want to be spanked or caned that publicly, but it was part of the fantasy. This would be even better, though, because it would be in private and he would get the spanking and caning he so longed for. So, with only that moment's thought, he said, "Sure thing, count me in."

The waitress continued to keep a stern look on her face as she got out a pad and put it on the table in front of Jack putting a pen on top of the pad. She then said sternly, "You'll need to complete the form."

With that, the waitress continued serving the others with their main course but when she was finished came back and stood behind Jack and saw that he had completed the form. She then picked it up giving Jack a, "You are a really naughty boy," look and a couple of shakes of her head, but then a wink, as she walked away but Jack noticed she stopped to hand the form over to one of the teachers. The teacher looked at the form, had the waitress point out who signed it, nodded her head, and the waitress walked away.

Others at the table noticed that Jack had completed another form and asked him what it was. When he explained, everyone looked at each other clearly thinking their own thoughts, and then, one by one, four of the others asked the waitress for the same form.

Jack was constantly looking at the teachers to see if they were coming his way. It was when they had all finished their main course that the waitress came across to clear the table, and, as she picked up Jack's plate, she said in a very stern tone of voice, "That is very naughty, young man, and so I will be calling one of the teachers across. "

Jack knew he hadn't done anything but realised this was all part of the plan as he watched the waitress go over to the teacher that she had given the form to and again pointed him out. As the waitress continued towards the kitchen, the teacher came across to the table swishing the cane in her hand, and, as she walked towards him, Jack did get excited and knew that he was suddenly getting an erection. The teacher looked as though she was in her late twenties, and, like the other female teachers, while she was wearing a gown, she was only wearing just a bra and knickers underneath and her blonde hair was tied into a bun and her eyes were blazing as she kept a stern look on her face.

As the teacher arrived at the table she stood behind Jack and said, "I have received a punishment order for you, you naughty boy. So, get up and come with me."

Jack looked around the table with a smile as he got up and then obediently followed the teacher towards the back of the restaurant and out through the door into a corridor, passed two other doors, and then in through the third one. As Jack closed the door behind him, he quickly looked around and saw that it was rather like a classroom. There was a blackboard with chalk, a school desk with a chair, but then also two upright chairs, and, just as noticeable, hanging on the walls, a whole selection of canes. Jack was wide-eyed as he looked around because, in all of his fantasies, he had never quite pictured a classroom like this.

The teacher waited for Jack to look around the room and then, when she caught his eye, glared at him and said, "You will refer to me as Miss Jones, or Miss, at all times. Understood?"

Jack immediately replied, "Yes, Miss Jones." He licked his lips as he watched the authoritative stance of Miss Jones who was probably five years younger than he was, but he didn't worry about that. He did like how she looked with her gown but clearly only wearing the bra and knickers he saw outside in the restaurant, but now saw her full cleavage and that she was so much the sexy fantasy teacher, and he was getting a stiff erection just looking at her.

Happy with the level of obedience and noticing the bulge appearing in his trousers knowing what that meant, she said, "In view of your disobedience, you will be receiving a bare bottom spanking and twelve strokes of the cane. Is that understood?"

Jack was thinking madly. Maybe a bare-bottom spanking was one thing, but he wasn't so sure about the twelve strokes of the cane as he had fantasied about six of the best, not double that.

However, Miss Jones could see the concern on Jack's face, and was used to that, so she, therefore, added after a moment, "Just in case, the safe word is, 'red,' but, just so you know, if you say it, then everything stops immediately."

In fact, that did help Jack because then he knew he could call a stop to everything just with that one word, but told himself, though, not to use it too soon if everything was going to stop immediately. Still, it was definitely the best approach for him.

Once Miss Jones saw that Jack was going to go ahead, she returned to being more formal and ordered, "Right, you naughty boy, I want your trousers and underpants down around your ankles right now."

Jack got into the spirit of things and immediately undid his trousers and pushed them downwards, catching his underpants with his thumbs, and then pushed both his trousers and underpants down to his ankles. As he stood back up straight, he saw that Miss Jones was now seated on one of the high-backed chairs and was pointing to the floor to her side. Jack quickly shuffled across the room and stood exactly where he was directed to, and, when he saw Miss Jones point to her lap, he immediately eased himself downwards and lowered his full weight across her now bare thighs and gasped when he felt her hand rubbing his bottom in circles.

Jack had only a few moments to savor the hand rubbing his bottom in circles because almost immediately he felt the first spank land on his bottom quickly followed by spank after spank on alternate bottom cheeks. He had to admit to being surprised Miss Jones was able to spank so hard but then reckoned that she was well experienced at spanking the bottoms of naughty boys and naughty girls. Indeed, the pain intensified as he realised after a while that she was spanking the same bottom cheek time and again a dozen times before then spanking the other bottom cheek a dozen times and that continued for several more minutes.

Although Jack's bottom was stinging, he had to admit to enjoying his long-held fantasy, particularly with the close-up look of Miss Jones' slim but well-toned legs, albeit upside down from where he was, and he was able to watch her muscles tense as she proceeded to land spank after spank.

Miss Jones was very experienced at spanking adult bottoms and had to admit to enjoying the power she had over the diners who came to the classroom. Of course, there was always the safe word, and, to be fair, there were some diners who operated it, particularly when she used the cane, but most didn't and many of them booked another meal at the restaurant so they could be brought back to the classroom again.

Miss Jones knew she had to keep a watch on the time but could normally gauge from the red colour of the bottom she was spanking when she had spanked the bottom long enough. Now was the time, and she ordered, "Right, you naughty boy, get up and prepare to be caned."

Jack obediently eased himself up and was sorry that he had to do so, but, once he was standing, he was suddenly focused again on the multitude of canes that were hanging on the hooks on the wall. Which one would Miss Jones use on him, he was wondering?

Miss Jones enjoyed her first-timers, like Jack, who got worried when they realised they were about to be caned and she let him dwell on the sight of the canes for a short while before ordering, "Now bend over and grab hold of the seat of the chair."

Once again Jack acted obediently and bent over and grabbed hold of the seat of the chair, placing his legs apart and then looking behind him towards the floor where Miss Jones' upside-down legs were positioned. As he felt the cane being rubbed from side to side across his bottom, he was certainly tense and wondering whether he was going to regret experiencing his long-held fantasy. However, he was here and always had the safe word in case things got too painful, he reminded himself.

Jack noticed Miss Jones' calf muscles tense and the next moment felt the pain of the cane as it bit into his bottom. He yelped, not thinking that it would hurt quite so much, but knew from friends of his who had been caned when at college that it was going to hurt. Of course, he told himself that that was the first of twelve strokes and, as much as it hurt now, he reckoned that later the strokes would hurt him much much more. However, he was intent on taking his full punishment.

Jack did struggle as the cane strokes continued in such a way that it even seemed that Miss Jones was pushing him to his maximum ability to cope with the strokes. He did know that he was clasping hold of the seat of the chair as the strokes bit into his bottom time and again, but he was intent on staying in position and taking all twelve strokes as he was a man, after all, and so should be able to take the pain.

Jack counted out the strokes to himself as they landed, and was surprised when, after the sixth stroke, he had expected a short gap but that didn't happen, and the seventh stroke landed with just the same short time period between each of the earlier strokes. Once the eighth stroke landed, he assumed the rest of the strokes would follow without any time to recover and that was exactly what happened.

Once the twelfth stroke landed, which Jack did think was clearly the hardest stroke of them all, he stayed in position breathing deeply with his eyes closed and hissing in and out through clenched teeth, and still intent on staying in position until told to get up.

Miss Jones was very good at gauging how hard she could make the strokes and it was, after all, her job to give the spanking and caning in a way that would encourage the diner to return, and was actually very successful at doing that. When she had finished the caning, she let Jack calm down for a bit and then ordered, "Okay, you naughty boy, you have had your punishment so you can now pull your underpants and trousers back up but I need to have a word with you before you go back outside."

Jack wondered what Miss Jones would say as he pulled his underpants and trousers back up and once again was fully dressed. However, he was conscious of how his bottom was stinging from the effects of the cane, but now it was over he really was pleased that he had come through the experience.

Once he was dressed, he was still looking obediently at Miss Jones, although he realised that his eyes were watering. So much for being the total man he thought he was, but, then again, he had just been disciplined in a way that was supposed to hurt and make him suffer. Well, Miss Jones had certainly done that.

Miss Jones always enjoyed watching the reaction on the diner's face after she had caned them, and looking at Jack was no different. The caning had clearly hurt him more than he had expected, but then she would've been upset with herself if she hadn't caused him so much discomfort, and savored the sight for a few moments before saying in her stern tone, "I hope you will have learned your lesson, you naughty boy. Just make sure you are not rude to your waitress because none of us will hesitate to have you back in here for another spanking and caning if you are. Of course, let's not forget you can come back here at any time and if you do you will be subject to the same rules and punishment regime."

Right now, Jack was rubbing his bottom as he listened to Miss Jones, actually thinking how good it would be to make another booking and come back. He wasn't sure whether Lucy would come with him but did think it would be fun if she did.

Jack smiled to himself as he replied, "Yes, Miss Jones, I understand."

Miss Jones replied with a smile, "Good, now go back out and join your table again."

When Jack got back to the table there were lots of inquisitive looks, particularly when he sat down and gasped as he had sat down too hard given the number of raised welts across his bottom. That only got laughter from his friends, but he did give them a good description of what went on. It must have sounded good because as they continued to chat, so, one by one, four of the others were escorted to one of the several classrooms at the back, and later came back, like Jack did, with tear-filled eyes and rubbing their bottoms.

Lunch continued and it was actually later than Jack had anticipated when they all decided it was time to go home. It was as he was walking back that Jack realised he was having difficulty still walking properly and without rubbing his bottom because clearly the caning hurt him much more than he thought it would and the stinging just wouldn't stop. Still, he did manage to get home and put a smile on his face as he walked through the front door and into the living room to see Lucy sitting there.

It was as Jack was standing in front of Lucy and she was running her fingers along his welts and asked what had happened at the restaurant when it all flashed really quickly through his mind and he wondered whether she would be inquisitive enough to suggest that she came next time.

In the event, Lucy said in a stern tone, "Well I can see that you have been spanked and I can count twelve strokes of the cane. You must've been a really naughty boy, but then I know that at that restaurant that's exactly what those who go want. Emma called me and Ted is struggling in the same way as you, but she pointed out something that was just as relevant for you."

Jack held his breath waiting for Lucy to say what was so important.

Lucy continued, "Emma pointed out that when she was at college, if she was caned, which she was three times, then when she got home, she was given a spanking. That was the natural procedure, and, it makes sense that if you are disciplined away from home then you should be disciplined again when you get home. I have decided that that will apply to you with immediate effect so there is no need for you to pull your trousers and underpants back up and I want you to turn around and bend across my lap. I will be giving you quite a long spanking both with my hand and my hairbrush, and fully expect you to cry because even adult men cry when spanked properly.

Jack gasped at what Lucy was saying, and, as he turned around, he saw that she was already holding a hairbrush, in fact, the one that she used to brush her own hair, and which had a rather thick wooden back. He knew that he had quite often run his fingers along that paddle back wondering what it would be like if he was spanked with it. Well, it now seemed he was going to learn that today as well, and he was going to get the spanking he had so often fantasied about getting from Lucy.

So as Jack lowered himself across Lucy's lap he saw, for the second time today, a pair of lady's upside down legs, Lucy's, and then felt a palm rubbing his bottom in circles, also Lucy's, and wondered if this was the one and only time he would be in this position or the first of many. As he felt his penis getting erect, he knew what he hoped for.

What Jack didn't see as he looked at the floor was the smile on Lucy's face as she thought about just how hard she was going to make this spanking, and then point out that in future she would use spanking whenever Jack didn't follow her wishes and reckoned he would be up for that.

As Lucy continued to spank him and his bottom stung more and more intensely, what Jack realised was that this was his real long-held fantasy as being spanked by his wife was what he had wanted for so many years, and if he got spanked again, many many times, then he knew that he was really up for it.