Jenny’s parents had left us alone the whole evening and we chatted and cuddled and kissed and then did all those new things.
In the morning her parent’s went off to work before we had to leave for school. So as a bit of fun we lit a candle each and wished a new wish. We had discussed how we thought it was so unfair that Mrs Bell and Miss Hopkins had spanked us two days before when we crashed in to each other and then almost fought. So for a giggle we wished that we would get to spank them both today. We were sixteen-years-old and so old enough we reckoned.
The giggling stopped as the gym mistresses office door opened and we were nearly bowled over by Mrs Bell and Miss Hopkins. We were wide-eyed but I still managed to splutter, “Hullo, Mrs Bell. Hullo Miss Hopkins.”
Jenny said the same after a moment. I saw she was blushing and I knew my cheeks were warm as we had only just been discussing spanking both teacher’s bare bottoms.
“Oh, erm, Lily and erm, Jenny,” spluttered Mrs Bell. She was blushing as she glanced towards Miss Hopkins before shaking her head quickly as though having reached a decision. She ordered in her strict teachers’ voice, “Come in to the office please girls.”
I was surprised as we hadn’t done anything wrong. In fact it was they who nearly bowled us over as they weren’t looking where they were going. However we could not object and so obeyed.
Mrs Bell was biting her lip and now looked like she wasn’t so sure about what to do. However she again seemed to come to a decision and said, “Look girls. Mrs Parker sent Miss Hopkins and me an email we have just read. It says your parents complained about us spanking you and were so annoyed they thought you should give us both a spanking by way of an apology.”
“The Headmistress said that?” I said amazed and wide-eyed. I stared at Jenny who was equally flummoxed. I hadn’t told my parents I got spanked and was pretty sure Jenny hadn’t told hers. However rather than say anything we just looked back at Mrs Bell and waited for her to say some more.
Mrs Bell continued, “Now Miss Hopkins and I have discussed it and think maybe we were hasty and had we thought about it a bit we would have just made you do the lines.”
I could see Mrs Bell look closely at me and Jenny for a reaction but we didn’t give her one. I think Jenny was as shocked as me as we just weren’t used to getting an apology from the teachers.
Mrs Bell continued, “I’m not sure that Mrs Parker is right that we should be spanked and certainly not by you girls. Anyway she has told us to come to her Study and that she has asked you to be there as well.” Mrs Bell blushed before adding, “Presumably to give us both a spanking.” Her voice trailed off at that point and again she blushed and looked at us for a reaction.
Jenny and I hadn’t received an email but we hid that fact from Mrs Bell. “Well, Miss,” I said, “I certainly don’t think we should have been spanked although accepted your decision.” I thought to myself how I had wanted to be spanked by Mrs Bell anyway. However I also hid that fact and continued, “On the other hand you have always told us to take responsibility for our actions. Therefore it only seems fair to me that you are also spanked and especially so if Mrs Parker has decided that.”
Miss Hopkins said, “Well Mrs Parker put it slightly differently in her email. She said it was our choice. Either she can give us each twelve strokes of the cane or we can accept a bare bottom spanking.”
“Twelve strokes, Miss?” Jenny exclaimed. “That would really hurt, Miss,” she added sarcastically as though it was necessary to point that out to the two teachers.
Mrs Bell and Miss Hopkins exchanged glances again before Mrs Bell looked back at us. “We know the cane would hurt. Against that is the shame of being spanked by you girls. You are only sixteen-years-old and I have a daughter only a few years younger than you and Miss Hopkins has a sister just a couple of years older.”
I maintained my stance quite adamantly, “I don’t see that age has anything to do with it, Miss. If we have been wronged then there is every reason to allow us retribution.” I smiled at myself at the use of such a long word.
Mrs Bell again looked at Miss Hopkins and said, “Well that is true, I suppose. We jumped the gun and should have thought about it some more.”
Miss Hopkins blushed and nodded her head saying, “I suppose so.”
I suddenly realised that our wish to spank the two teachers was sounding as though it was going to become a reality. I was quite shocked and was waiting for one of them to burst out laughing and say it was all a joke. However neither of them did and instead stood up and Mrs Bell said, “OK, girls. We would rather take the spanking than the cane. I can’t imagine that it makes any difference if you spank us here rather than in the Headmistresses Study. Do you promise not to ever tell any of your friends?”
I was still quite shocked but immediately we both replied together, “Yes, Miss.”
I added, “It’s the adult thing to do for sure.”
Mrs Bell gave a strained smile and said, “Thank you girls. So please take the two chairs.”
Jenny and I quickly turned the two upright spanking chairs around so they faced each other and we sat down. As we had jokingly discussed spanking the two teachers just a few minutes earlier it was easy for me to say, “I’ll deal with you Mrs Bell, and Jenny will deal with you, Miss Hopkins.”
The two teachers nodded their heads and went and stood obediently by each of us. It was then I focussed on what they were wearing. They were both in gym gear so white short-sleeved tops, and white gym skirts, short white socks and white plimsolls. Actually we had pictured them both in exactly that gear as that was what they had been wearing when they spanked us.
Jenny and I were in our school uniform so short-sleeved green and white checked gingham dresses, and black shoes. We didn’t have to wear socks with the summer uniform. So I realised that once Mrs Bell raised her skirt and took down her knickers and bent across my lap it would be her skin on mine and I was quite turned on by the thought.
“Hold your skirts right up and push your knickers down, please,” Jenny ordered.
Both Mrs Bell and Miss Hopkins blushed again as they did as they were told and moments later were standing with their knickers around their knees and holding their skirts right up. Miss Hopkins had a Brazilian cut pussy hair which I had seen in magazines and wanted to try myself. Mrs Bell had her pussy hair like my Mum which was au natural.
“Get across our laps,” Jenny ordered.
I was unable to breathe properly as Mrs Bell bent across my lap and as her weight dropped on to my thighs I looked down at sight I had only dreamed of. Her quite delicious very adult bare bottom cheeks were across my lap.
I looked across at Jenny who was rubbing Miss Hopkins bottom and smiling at me. Not content though she said, “You know, Mrs Bell, we are only sixteen-years-old as you said and not full adults like you. I think to make sure the lesson is learned we should spank you for a while with our hands but then use a plimsoll. Don’t you agree Miss?”
I felt Mrs Bell sigh but it was Miss Hopkins who said to the floor, “I did say they would ask, didn’t I Mrs Bell.”
“Yes, yes,” Mrs Bell replied wearily as she bent one leg up so I could untie the lace and remove the plimsoll. Miss Hopkins did the same for Jenny.
I winked at Jenny as I placed the plimsoll within easy reach and again rubbed Mrs Bell’s bottom as Jenny rubbed Miss Hopkins bottom. We nodded at each other as a signal to start and raising our hands brought our open palm’s down hard on each of their bare bottoms. The feeling was incredible. I watched Mrs Bell’s bottom cheek swirl around and heard her gasp just as Miss Hopkins let out a gasp.
Jenny and I glanced at each other as we raised our hands again and spanked the other bottom cheek. We were away and kept on spanking alternate bottom cheeks ignoring the louder and louder gasps from the two teachers and just focussed on turning their bottoms a deeper and deeper shade of red.
I knew spankings at the school only lasted three or four minutes and had made a note of the time. Two minutes seemed to fly by yet take so long as the two bottoms were turned a lovely red colour. I caught Jenny’s eye and picked up the plimsoll for the second half of the spanking.
We didn’t delay and started to land spanks with the plimsoll on alternate bottom cheeks. It was quite noticeable how much louder the spanks were as well as the teachers gasps. Again we ignored their cries and their kicking legs and landed harder and harder spanks non-stop for the final two minutes.