My roles as doctor, spankee, spanker, giver and receiver of sapphic sex, and liaison with the crew the previous day had been great fun!
I was expecting Josie at ten am, and she arrived, with Jenny in tow. Coffee was ready and waiting.
I said, “Jenny, I’m pleased and surprised to see you here. Have you changed your mind?”
Jenny looked embarrassed and said, “Yes. When Susie left here yesterday, she called me on the app and told me what had happened, but she had to go to work. My friends Josie and Jackie arrived at my place, and I told them about my chat with Susie. My mom was out, so we were alone.
Jackie said, ‘Let’s go to your bedroom,’ where she dropped her slacks and panties and bent over the end of the bed to show me her caned bottom. ‘Please, rub the marks,’ so I did, and they were hot and hard to the touch. Jackie carried on and said, ‘The feeling is mostly a sexy sensation because the sharp sting of the caning stopped a while ago. Would you like to experience something similar?’”
“So I, Jenny, said, ‘Yesterday, the idea of appearing naked in front of people I didn’t know and didn’t trust scared me, but talking to Susie and yourself, and seeing your bum, it must be OK. Jackie, what will you do if I accept your offer?’”
“I’ve got a leather belt around my slacks, and I can whack your bare bum with it. The feeling is like a caning. Do you want to try it?”
“’Yes, please. I will get ready.’ We were girls together, and it didn’t matter if she jumped me.”
“Bend over the end of the bed, and take your weight on your elbows, and I will give you six whacks with the doubled-up belt, hard but not agonisingly so. If you can’t handle it, shout out RED, and I will stop.”
“I will get into position.”
“Jackie asked, ‘Ready?’”
“Yes.”
Whack! “Ow, ow.”
“Jackie let me recover for thirty seconds.”
Whack! “Ow, ow.”
“It carried on, and I received six whacks, which hurt. It sexually excited me, to my amazement! So I’m hooked!”
We were drinking our coffee, and Jenny looked confident but demure, in contrast with her scared persona of the previous day.
“Jenny, how much did Susie tell you about yesterday?”
“She told me about receiving and giving canings, the bidet, the sapphic sex and what they paid her. My question is, and please don’t take it the wrong way, can you prove you are a doctor?”
I got out my certificates, which I kept in transparent sleeves with a piece of paper glued inside the sleeve to blank out my name.
“I don’t want anyone going to the authorities with my real name. Please be aware that I regard the safeguarding of you girls as my top priority.”
“It agrees with what Susie told me.”
I said, “Jenny and Josie, please can I go to the team and tell them that in principle, you are up for it, and work out a plot around the three of us? I must get your views on the plot, and nothing will happen until we agree on it?”
They both nodded in agreement, so I talked to the honcho, with an outrageous idea of my own! By now, the honcho and the team were listening hard. They had produced the first set of videos from the previous day’s work, and sales were excellent!
The honcho said, “What do you have in mind?”
“I’m a doctor, and I’ve got an idea for a medically based spanking movie!”
“Really? Please, tell me more.”
“Josie is twenty-three and I think she looks older, but Jenny is eighteen and looks younger.. I’m proposing that the script will set Josie as Jenny’s mother and she is bringing her to me for a gynaecological examination after Jenny has complained that the boyfriend has left something stuck inside her pussy. I get Jenny onto a cloth-covered table to resemble an examination couch.
After I look up her pussy, I remove what’s left of a condom, and I give her a telling-off. Josie is furious with her daughter. I suggest I give Jenny’s vulva a mild spanking with a lightweight spanking paddle, and she accepts, gets six strokes with it and is turned-on, demanding a caning of her bum to calm her down! Her mother Josie canes her. I think Jenny will go along with it, especially if her remuneration is generous.”
He said, “Jenny won’t be in any physical risk, will she?”
”No, and I will be very careful not to hurt her. The gynaecological procedure will be only a fraction of what I would do to a patient, and I expect she will have undergone something like it already. With sleight of hand, there won’t be a condom stuck inside. It will look as if it had been, and then the rest of the scene flows from there. What I plan, is that after I spank Jenny’s pussy and she receives her mother’s caning, I will say that Josie needs to be caned for having done such a terrible job in bringing up her daughter.
“I will give Josie twelve hard strokes, and offer that they can both cane me, thinking that I have taken advantage of the pair of them, and maybe there will be some sapphic sex. There will be use of the bidet and that sort of thing. It would make a good movie, and it would be partly unscripted.”
The honcho stared at me and said, “You have got a dirty mind! I’ve never made a movie like that before, but if yesterday’s success is any guide, we should try it. Do you think you can talk them into it?”
“How much for Jenny and Josie?”
“Three hundred euros each.”
“OK, please let me talk to them, and I will tell you how it went.”
I went through the script with them, and Josie was happy with it, but Jenny was anxious, worrying about pain.
She said, ”Susie and Jackie trusted you, and they didn’t come to any harm. I’ve only got one pussy, and if you can assure me you won’t damage it, I will go along with the plan.”
“Your pussy is your most valuable possession, and I wouldn’t want mine to come to any harm. Susie and Jackie placed their faith in me, and I’m sure they didn’t complain, did they?”
“No, quite the reverse, even if they were sore afterwards.”
Privately, it amazed me that Jenny went along with it and put it down to how those girls, who were outsiders in the general population, stuck together like glue. They were a band of sisters.
I said, “Jenny, one question, and it’s personal, but are you a virgin, please?”
“As regards men, yes, but not as regards my vibrators.”
Josie laughed!
They hadn’t heard the ‘ground rules,’ so I went through them., “We need to get ready. Please, come and watch.”
I took a pee and cleaned myself on the bidet. “Make a thorough job of it, please.”
In my doctor’s sexy uniform, I showed Jenny the examination table.
“OK, I will tell the production crew we are ready.”
The crew arrived and set up.
“Ready.”
There was a knock on the door, and Josie was there with Jenny.
Josie said, “I’ve come with my daughter to be here during her examination, and we talked about the matter earlier.”
“Yes, we did. Jenny, there’s the bathroom to freshen up in first, please.”
Jenny was as good as gold, leaving the door open and facing the camera as she sat on the bidet and washed her parts. Susie or Jackie, or both of them, must have told her to sit there, legs apart, and give the camera a good view.
I said, “Jenny, please get on the examination table. I’m going to look inside. It won’t hurt and won’t take a minute.”
I had a disposable plastic speculum and carefully inserted it, still closed, into her vagina. I gently opened it, not to its full extent, but far enough for the camera to see.
“Does it hurt, Jenny?”
“No, it’s fine, just a slight sensation.”
If it had been fully opened, she would have been catching her breath and trying not to yell.
“OK, here’s the problem.”
I had palmed a condom and screwed it up in my hand to make it look used.
“You wicked girl! Sex before marriage! You should be ashamed of yourself. You have had your pleasure! Well, it’s time to suffer your pain. Hold your legs up!”
I produced the small leather paddle and gave her light strokes on her vulva. She jerked convulsively as they landed.
She said, “I’m sorry to have been a nuisance, and it only happened because I got carried away. Ouch.”
After the sixth stroke, I paused. To my amazement, Jenny said, “Please give me a few more and harder to teach me a lesson.”
Had I found a tribe of spankos?
Jenny yelped after each stroke, and I stopped at stroke number twelve. Her vulva suffused crimson, and I’m sure it wasn’t because of the paddle!
Josie kept to the script.
“You wicked little slut. You will get what I should have given you years ago, a hard thrashing of your oversexed arse.”
“Mom, do what you like, because it will only increase my horniness.”
It wasn’t in the script, to my amazement!
Jenny obediently bent over, bum towards the camera, legs well apart so everything was visible. Josie picked up a thin cane and set about her, giving her hard strokes with only a few seconds between them. Jenny yelled, and the muscles of her bum shook involuntarily after each stroke. I could hardly believe my eyes. Deep red welts covered her rump, and Josie stopped after fifteen strokes, which I had counted. Jenny was showing early signs of distress, and I was going to call a halt after eighteen strokes, but no longer needed to.
I followed the script.
“Josie, you are to blame for your daughter’s unacceptable behaviour almost as much as she is. You should let her give you fifteen cane strokes to acquaint you with what you put her through.”
Jenny was jumping up and down on tiptoe, trying to ease the pain of a caned bottom. She said, “Yes, I will cut the old cow in half, because it is what she deserves.”
Josie was a good sport, and said, “Yes, I guess I’m in part to blame and must pay for it,” and bent over, grabbing her ankles, likewise giving the camera a full view of her magnificent arse!
Jenny was naughty, picking up a thicker cane. I was off- camera and mouthed ‘careful’ at her, which she saw. She caned her mom with gusto, and said, “I’m doing it fast, because I need to sit on the bidet or play with myself, because I can’t waste a caned bum. If it takes too long to cane you, I will need to be caned again before the sensation fades!” Each stroke landed on Josie’s tight rump with a loud ‘crack’. Josie yelled out loud, wriggled about and took twelve strokes in two minutes when she yelled out STOP.
Wicked Jenny said, “You gave me fifteen strokes.”
“Yes, that was with the thin cane. I’ve taken twelve strokes from you with the thick cane, and I’m certain you did it harder to me than I did it to you.”
Jenny must be a relative of the devil, because she said, “You’ve got a huge arse to cane, and I’ve got a small arse. What am I doing arguing! I need a vibrator right now.”
All the kit was ready on a table, so I handed her a vibrator. She lay on the bed, turned it on, and stuck it in her pussy.
“Please, someone lick my clit.”
Only a few minutes had passed since she washed, so I went down on her, licking her clit and fucking her with the vibrator. Jenny’s caning had been a massive turn-on, and with the added stimulus of the vibrator, her blood-engorged clitoris was in motion.
Josie said, “How about me?”
“Jenny, please, take care of yourself while I see to your mother.”
Those two girls were like a pair of re-scaled carbon copies. Josie had found another vibrator and had been working on herself with it, but wanted me to go down on her, and of course, I obliged. I was licking her clitoris and pleasuring her with the vibrator when she clamped my head between her muscular thighs.
Josie said, “Jasmine, this has been the most fun I have had for a while, and I’m going to be paid for it. I can’t wait to cane you and go down on you.”
Jenny joined in. “Yes, you deserve a sound thrashing after what you did to me, but thank you for not hurting me with the speculum.”
“OK. You know what it is?”
“I had a problem a year back, and the doctor used a speculum, and it was very painful. This caning hurt, but was so stimulating, and you have satisfied my curiosity.”
“Well, good. At least you looked after yourself, because I couldn’t see anything wrong. You have a beautiful and healthy pussy. If you two wish to cane me, and what follows, I’m ready and willing.”
I bent over, able to grab my ankles despite my age, presenting my bum to the camera, and Jenny started on me with the thick cane. It was a re-run of the fast caning she had given her mother, with the cane whistling in the air, and landing with a loud ‘crack’. It took all my fortitude to handle it, and I yelled, and towards the end, screamed after each stroke. She stopped at twelve strokes, and half doubled-up, I rubbed at my bum as I hopped around, desperately trying to deal with the awful pain. It taught me a lesson about allowing time after each stroke that you will learn only if you are on the receiving end.
I made for the bidet, knowing that it would be my best chance of relief. Despite my pain, I remembered to position myself to give the camera a good view, and I avoided looking directly at it. The vertical spray on my vulva was heavenly, but the compression of the cane marks on the porcelain rim was agonising for a few moments, before it decreased.
For the first time in ages, I cried with the pain, which was a wake-up call, but I deserved it.
Josie stared at me and said, “You are in no shape to take another caning. You could do with oral, couldn’t you?”
“Yes, please.”
I lay on the bed and Josie went down on me, and she knew exactly what to do. I stopped crying, because it embarrassed the girls. Josie said, “Was it the fast caning with no time to recover between strokes that did it?”
“Yes, but it has done me good to learn a lesson I won’t forget.”
Jenny said, “If I’m a bad girl, I will let you know and see if you can deal with me, and if you can’t, I will contact Josie. I work and study hard, so it won’t be too frequent. But thank you for today, and I have to thank Josie and Susie for their good advice.”
I wondered what the honcho would think of the day’s effort! He had plenty of material to patch into videos.
