Welcome to the world of Little Girl Discipline; a world where adults enjoy strictly disciplining little girls' bare bottoms (and other places). I do hope you enjoy this story. I am always looking for inspiration so please email me at littlegdiscipline@mail.com and share your experiences / thoughts.


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THE CLASS P CHRONICLES - LITTLE GOLDMINE (MF/g, FF/g, NC, spanking, ped, oral, anal)



CHAPTER 1 - Today


A small girl sits alone. The cold harshly lit corridor outside the Headmaster's office offers no comfort. Jennifer Matterson shivers with cold and fright. She has no knickers on and the hard wooden bench presses into her bottom. She is only ten years old and this is her first term at `big school'. The faint smell of urine from her earlier `accident' still permeates the air around her. She hears the faint slow click of high heels down the corridor. She knows that sound anywhere; her mother is on her way.


Rachel Matterson turns the corner; she can see Jennifer now, sitting on the old bench outside the Headmaster's office. Jennifer's blubbering again; Rachel can hear it, the soft low self-pitying sobs of a little girl in trouble. Rachel can't help but think how cute her little daughter looks with her pretty freckled face all sad and red-eyed from crying, her blond hair tied up in bunches and that cute school uniform; a navy blue pinafore that comes down to mid thigh, a green and white gingham check blouse, white knee socks and underneath a short white vest and tight white aertex knickers. 


In his office Ron Anderson, the Headmaster, waits. A little smile plays on his lips. He's had his eye on Jennifer for a while now. He always makes an effort to go and watch the first year girls do their gym class. Jennifer has a leotard that is several sizes too small and soon gets wedged into the crack of her firm round bottom. A few weeks ago Ron noticed tell-tail faint bluish lines on her exposed bottom. It looked like she'd been given a good whipping a few days ago. A word with her form teacher ensured that she was watched carefully. Jennifer's unfortunate `accident' was all the excuse required for her to be sent to him. He had called the mother and she was on her way. From the state her bottom was in when he'd seen it in the gym class Ron contemplated a most enjoyable morning.


Jennifer looks up as her mother approaches her. Her mother's face is like a thunderstorm; dark and threatening. 


"You dirty little girl!" her mother spits at her, "How dare you get me called into school!"


In a moment her mother has pressed the intercom and been admitted to the Headmaster's office. Jennifer starts to cry more loudly; she knows her bottom is going to be hurt really badly.


Ron stands up to shake Rachel's hand. Jennifer's mother is an attractive woman.


"Mrs Matterson, thank you for coming at such short notice." he smiles.


"Oh please, Mr Anderson, call me Rachel." she said, gripping his hand, "I'm so sorry about Jennifer. That sort of thing! I just find it disgusting!"


"Yes, I'm afraid a ten year old wetting herself in class is completely unacceptable!" Ron agreed, keen to press his point, "In this school we simply don't tolerate such things. I'm afraid that Jennifer will have to leave us!"


Rachel's voice quavered, "Oh Mr Anderson, please, there must be some other way to deal with this matter! Jennifer's a good girl. She just requires some firm handling. Very firm!"


Rachel's eyes came up to meet Ron's, "Would you like me to demonstrate, Mr Anderson?" she offered.


"Well Rachel, what did you have in mind?" he enquired.


Rachel reached into her handbag and pulled out a large heavy wooden hairbrush. 


"She gets a good dose of this most days. I could take her clothes off and give it to her naked if you like? I'm sure she'll be a good little girl for you afterwards." 


Ron wondered how much Rachel knew; an offer to spank Jennifer naked and what did she mean by Jennifer being good for him afterwards? Ron crossed over to a cupboard and opened it, revealing to Rachel a well organised collection of punishment implements. He took out a junior cane; two and a half feet of hard flexible rattan. 


"If Jennifer is going to stay with us then she'll have to face up to something a little more `memorable' than a hairbrush." Ron said and flexed the cane for effect.


Rachel clapped her hands with delight and wriggled suggestively, "Ooooo! That's really going to sting! I was going to give her a good switching when I got her home anyway, so feel free!"


Ron smiled at her; it seemed that Rachel had a good idea of what was required to keep Jennifer at school.


"Rachel, why don't you show our naughty little girl in and let her know what we've decided." Ron said and sat back behind his desk to watch the fun.


Rachel went to the door and opened it with a flourish. Outside on the bench Jennifer looked up, startled by the sudden noise. Her mother was standing there.


"Get in here, you naughty girl!" Rachel barked.


Jennifer jumped up and ran into the Headmaster's office. She was shaking with fear at what her Mum might do to her. Rachel started to pull at Jennifer's clothes, dragging them off her.


"Let's get these things off! Everything off! Little girls who wet themselves don't deserve clothes. Let's show Mr Anderson just how Mummy takes care of naughty Jennifer, shall we!"


Rachel pulled the pinafore off leaving the blouse partially covering her daughter's little charms. This didn't last long as the blouse was unceremoniously pulled off as well, leaving Jennifer in just vest and socks. Soon the vest joined the other clothes on the floor. Jennifer was naked from the tops of her socks up. Finally Rachel pulled off Jennifer's shoes leaving her in just her pretty white knee socks. 


"There!" she said triumphantly to Ron, "Look at that! That's how she gets punished! Naked, so she can be properly ashamed of herself! Everybody should see everything when I punish her bottom."


Jennifer sobbed mournfully, "Boo hoo! Mummy, please don't hurt me! Pleeeeeease! Boo hoo! Let me put my clothes back on! It's so shameful! I'll be good! Boo hoo! Don't spank me! Pleeeeeeeeease! Boo hoo!"


Rachel turned to Jennifer.


"You dirty girl! Weeing on the floor like that! Look what I brought for you!" Rachel said holding up the hairbrush, "It's `Mr Ouch'! We don't like `Mr Ouch' do we? He makes our bottom hurt soooooo bad, doesn't he? I'm going to spank you with `Mr Ouch' here until your bottom feels like it's on fire. And then, Mr Anderson has a little something he's going hurt your bottom with."


Rachel turned to look at Ron.


"And perhaps a big something to hurt your bottom with afterwards?" she said mischievously, winking at him.


Now Ron was certain that Rachel knew more about his little activities than she was letting on. Still, he was happy to play along with such a fun game.


Rachel sat down in a chair and pulled Jennifer across her knees so that her bottom was facing Ron. Jennifer was crying and struggling; it looked to Ron as if getting her bare bottom punished was still quite new to Jennifer. Rachel had pinned Jennifer's arms into the small of her back so that her daughter would have no way of interfering with her punishment. Then with her spare hand, still holding the hairbrush, she rubbed and kneaded her young daughter's bottom. Rachel looked up at Ron.


 "Yes, that's a naughty bottom all ready to be spanked with Mummy's hairbrush! Look at that, will you! Such a cheeky little bottom! See how nice and wobbly it is! I'm really going to make her squeal!" Rachel gloated.


Jennifer was wailing loudly to try and prevent her oncoming spanking, "Waaaaaah! Mummy! Mummy! Pleeeeeeeeeeease! Not in front of Mr Anderson! Do it at home! I beg you! Boo hoo! You can switch me! I'll get my own! I'll get a really big one! You can call Uncle Jon! Waaaaaaaaah! He can watch it all! I'll be good afterwards. Pleeeeeeeeease! Not here! Not like this! Pleeeeeeeeeeease!"


Rachel ignored her daughter's pleading and raised the hairbrush high ready for the first smack.


CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! 


Rachel whacked the hairbrush down hard onto her young daughter's bare bottom. Ron never tired of watching sweet little bottoms undergoing strict punishment. With each spank from the hairbrush Jennifer's little bum flattened and then bounced back. The hairbrush left scalding white marks that swiftly turned a bright red. Jennifer was squealing and kicking her legs about. Ron enjoyed the sight of Jennifer showing off her cute little pussy and bottom hole to him.


"AAAAAAAAAAAAAH! MUMMYEEEEEEEEEEE! I'M SORREEEEEEEEEEY! STOP! PLEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!" Jennifer squealed.


But Rachel just carried on with Jennifer's hard spanking punishment.


CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!


"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! IT STINGS! OH MY BUM! PLEASE! I'LL BE GOOD! STOOOOOOOP!"


Ron's cock was nice and hard now as he watched the wriggling little bum turning red.


CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!


"YOWWEEEEEEEEEEE! IT HURTS! MUMMY! MUMMY! PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE! STOP IT! I'M SORRY I WEE'D! I'M SORREEEEEEEEEEY!"


CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!


"WAAAAAAAAAAAAH! MY BUM! IT HURTS! NOT HARD! PLEEEEEEEEASE! MUMMYEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"


Jennifer writhed about over her mum's knees kicking and squealing. Rachel continued spanking as hard and as fast as she had started. She was keen to put on a good show for Mr Anderson.  


"Never!" CRACK! "Never!" CRACK! "Wet" CRACK! "Yourself!" CRACK! "Again!" CRACK! Rachel lectured her daughter as she spanked her.


""YAAAAAAAAAAAH! MUMMYEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! I WON'T! I PROMISE! PLEASE STOP! YEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!"


Ron watched with delight as Rachel carried on spanking her naked daughter's bare bottom. The squeals and howls of the little girl told Ron how much she felt the pain of that big wicked hairbrush. Jennifer's bottom cheeks were now a dark red and her pussy and anus were on constant display as her kicking legs splayed wide apart. Ron's hard erection tented his trousers out. Ron made no attempt to readjust; when he got up he wanted Rachel to see the effect that watching her administer the hairbrush to her young daughter's bottom had had on him.


Rachel smiled up at Ron.


"Do you think she's had enough?" she shouted over her daughter's howls. 


"Yes, if you blister her now I won't be able to cane as hard!" he shouted back.


Rachel released Jennifer from her grip. The squealing girl scrambled off her mother's knees and grabbed at her burning bottom. She danced around the room rubbing and wailing. Ron loved to watch little girls perform their post punishment antics. How sweet they looked as they miserably tended to their poor little bottoms and let the world know how much their punishment had hurt.


Rachel got up and came round to where Ron was sitting. He stood up and let her see his erection. Rachel licked her lips lasciviously. 


"Gosh! That's a big one!" she smiled, "It must be awfully cramped in there. Would you like to take it out when you cane her? I'm sure she'll be really good for you afterwards!"


Ron smiled back at her.


"You seem to know a lot about me, Rachel. Who have you been talking to?" he asked.


Rachel giggled.


"Well, I'm good friends with Angela Jones, Penny Jones' mother!" she said.


Ron nodded; it all became clear now. Penny was the youngest girl in Class P and had been in for about a year. Penny and her mum had visited him under very similar circumstances. It seemed that the girls with the nicest bottoms had mothers who were the happiest to put them to good use. One thing was for sure, if Rachel was offering him disciplinary use of young Jennifer then there would be something she wanted in return. Ron guessed he knew what it was.


"And you'd like me to consider Jennifer for a `parent nominated' place in Class P?" enquired Ron.


Rachel nodded enthusiastically, "Yes, I need Jennifer to be somewhere where the `special' discipline she gets at home won't raise too many eyebrows. Angela said that Mrs Stuartson in Class P is ever so helpful with any `special' requirements. In fact, if anything, Angela said that Mrs Stuartson was quite in favour of `special' discipline."


Ron nodded.


"So Jennifer has acquired a new `Uncle'?" he asked.


"Yes," smiled Rachel, "he's very generous to us but very strict with Jennifer. He needs regular `special' discipline sessions with Jennifer to keep him happy. He's a friend of Penny's `Uncle' Eric. Angela introduced us."


Ron nodded again. He got the picture. Strict bare bottom punishments for Jennifer followed by plenty of hard cock in those places it did a little girl most good. He smiled at Rachel and started to undo his trousers.


"I'd be delighted to accept Jennifer for Class P. She sounds just the sort of girl who will fit in nicely. You're quite right too; we don't want a little girl subject to `special' discipline worrying the other staff and pupils with her stories." he said.


Gratefully Rachel rushed to help Ron drop his trousers. She knelt in front of him and pulled his trousers and underpants down liberating his hard cock that sprang out into her face. She took his cock in her hand and guided it to her lips. She looked up at him.


"Thank you." she said and sunk her mouth down on his cock pushing it back into her throat.

Ron enjoyed the nice feeling of his cock deep in Rachel's throat as he watched her tearful daughter rubbing her spanked bottom. After a few minutes he withdrew from Rachel's mouth. She looked up at him.


"Are you ready to cane her now?" she asked.


Ron nodded. Rachel went and grabbed her daughter's arm, hauling her over to where her half naked Headmaster stood. 


"Look, Jennifer! Look! See how watching you getting spanked has made Mr Anderson's willy all big. He's going to cane your little bottom now and make it hurt so bad. Then I'm going to let him do what `Uncle' Jon does to you. Won't that be fun!", Rachel taunted her daughter.


"Boo hoo! Boo hoo! Mummy, don't!", begged Jennifer, trying to get away from her mum's iron grasp, "I don't want the cane! Pleeeeeeeeeease! His thing's too big! It'll hurt too much! Please! Please! I'll be good! I'll do what Uncle Jon wants! Pleeeeeeeeeease!"


"How do you want her for the cane, Mr Anderson?" asked Rachel.


Ron pulled a straight backed chair over to the front of his desk and positioned it so the back was touching his desk and the seat faced out to the room.


"Jennifer," he said, "Kneel up on this chair and stick your bottom out. Rachel' I'd like you to go round to the other side of the desk and hold Jennifer's hands out of the way. I don't want anything getting in the way of Jennifer's first severe caning!"


Sobbing and shaking with fear Jennifer climbed up and knelt on the chair seat. Rachel went to the other side of the desk, reached over and grabbed her daughter's hands firmly. Ron picked up the cane and admired his sobbing little target. Jennifer turned her tear soaked face up to him and began to plead piteously.


"Boo hoo! Please Sir, please! I beg you! Not the cane! It'll hurt! Boo hoo! I'll be good! Really good! You can put your willy in my bottom! Boo hoo! Uncle Jon likes it! It hurts too! I'll stay bent over! I won't scream! I promise! Boo hoo! Don't cane me! I'll be really really good! I promise! I promise!" Jennifer sobbed.


Ron's cock throbbed at the promises of naughty little girl acquiescence but his whippy junior cane had work to do first. He lined the cane up with the wriggling young bottom that Jennifer was sticking out to show how good she was. He drew it back and whipped it through the air so it landed firmly on the shivering little bum.


THWICK!


"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!" screamed Jennifer, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAH! MY BUM! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! IT HURTS! IT HURTS! STOP! MUMMY! IT HURTS!"


Ron watched fascinated as the little cheeks twisted this way and that as the terrible smart from the cane soaked in. His cock twitched and pre-cum started to ooze out. He whipped the little cane across the gyrating bottom again.


THWICK! THWICK! THWICK!


"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! NOOOOOOOOOOOO! TOO HARD! PLEEEEEEEEEEEEASE! STOP! MUMMYEEEEEE! MAKE HIM STOP! IT HURTS ME! I'LL BE GOOD! MAKE HIM STOP! WAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"


THWICK! THWICK! THWICK! THWICK! THWICK!


"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! STOOOOOOOP! SIR! I'LL DO ANYTHING! MAKE YOUR WILLY HAPPY! MAKE IT SQUIRT! PLEEEEEEEEEEEASE! OWWWWWWWEEEEEEEEEE! TELL HIM MUMMY! TELL HIM I CAN BE GOOD! PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!"


THWICK! THWICK! THWICK! THWICK! THWICK!


Jennifer's head twisted round. Her face was almost as red as her bum and her tears scatted over the desk. Her mouth was open as she wailed and howled her displeasure. Through her wails she babbled her pleadings for the horrible discipline to stop.


"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! MY BUM! BWAAAAAAAAAH! IT HURTS! STOP! PLEASE! DON'T CANE ME! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! MAKE IT STOP! I'LL BE GOOD!"


Ron stopped for a moment, but only to play with Jennifer's bum. The little cheeks were marked with the multiple over-crossing thin red lines of the cane, each of which would sting terribly. Ron twisted and pulled the buttocks making Jennifer wail and buck. He pulled the cheeks wide apart to closely examine the cute little anal hole into which he would soon be pushing his big adult cock. Yes, that would be a good punishment for this naughty young girl. Jennifer, wrongly believing that her punishment was over, crouched in the chair and pushed her bum back out, trying to assist his intimate examination.


"Bwaaaaaaaaaaaah!", she wept, "I'm so sorry! I'll never wet again! Put your willy in my bottom hole now! Waaaaaaaaah! I'll be good an' take it all! I promise I won't scream! Boo hoo!"


Ron stood back up and rested the cane back against her bottom. The thought of more cane made Jennifer frantic.


"Noooooooooooo! Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease!", she begged, "No more! Please Sir! I'm begging! Don't cane me any more! I'll make your willy happy! I promise! You can put it in my mouth! My bottom! My wee hole! Please don't cane! Pleeeeeeeeeeeeease! I'll do anything! Anything! Mummy! Mummy please! Don't let him cane me! Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease!"


Rachel looked up at Ron and smiled, "Please carry on! As hard as you like!"


Ron smiled back and raised the cane.


THWICK! THWICK! THWICK! THWICK! THWICK!


"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH! MY BUM! MY BUM! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! IT HURTS! I'LL BE GOOD! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! I'LL TAKE YOUR WILLY ANYWHERE! NO MORE CANE! STOP! PLEEEEEEEEEEEASE!"


Ron put the cane down; that little bottom looked ready for him now. He signalled to Rachel to let go of Jennifer's hands. Jennifer grabbed at her swollen bum cheeks and jumped off the chair. She tore around the room squealing with the bottom pain. Rachel came back round the desk and fished around in her handbag. She brought out a tube of lubrication gel and squeezed some out into her palm. She dropped to her knees in front of Ron and began to apply it to the length of his straining cock.


"I'll bring her over to you when you've finished watching her." Rachel said.


Once more Ron enjoyed the sight of poor Jennifer howling and rubbing at her cane whipped bare cheeks. How nicely she spread them showing off her holes to him and her pretty howling and crying made his cock harder than ever.


"You can bring her now." Ron said to Rachel.


Rachel went over to where her daughter was dancing and grabbing at her bottom cheeks. She grabbed Jennifer firmly by the arm and pulled her over to where Ron was waiting.


"Time to please Mr Anderson's willy now, Jennifer." she said, "Be really good while he's pushing it up you or you'll get more cane! You don't want any more cane, do you?"


"Boo hoo! Nooooooo! No more cane!" wailed Jennifer, "I'll be good! I'll make his willy happy! Boo hoo! I'll stay still and not scream while he pushes it up! I promise! Boo hoo!"


"Very well, Jennifer. Bend over and really stick that bottom out! Mr Anderson's going to want to push up very hard, so you better be ready. And remember to pull your bottom cheeks apart so he can get his willy into you properly." instructed Rachel. 


"Boo hoo! Yes Mummy! I'll do as I'm told! Boo hoo! Boo hoo!" sobbed Jennifer.


Jennifer bent over and stuck her bum out at Ron. She reached behind her and, grabbing a red swollen cheek in each hand, pulled them wide apart. Ron guided his penis to the pretty little hole and touched the head of his cock to it. He began to push.


"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Mummy! It's hurting!" sobbed Jennifer.


"Be quiet girl! This is punishment!" was Rachel's only reply.


Ron felt the little sphincter giving way and he pushed hard getting the whole of penis head embedded.


"WAAAAAAAAAAAAH! IT HURTS! TAKE IT OUT! PLEEEEEEEEEEASE!" wailed Jennifer.


Ron pushed hard and a further four inches slipped up Jennifer's naughty little poo hole.


"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! MUMMYEEEEEEEEE! IT'S TOO BIG! MAKE HIM TAKE IT OUT! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" 


Ron started to push in and out of the naughty hole. Jennifer wailed as her ten year old hole was thoroughly punished. Ron looked over at Rachel who nodded encouragingly.


"That's it! Good and hard! Don't spare her little bottom! She'll get plenty of this at home!" Rachel laughed.


Ron watched his cock sliding in and out of the caned bottom and deep in his ass he felt his orgasm building. His balls tightened and he was cumming in great spurts deep into Jennifer's bottom. 


When he'd finished he withdrew his satisfied cock and let Rachel sort her daughter out. When Jennifer had got her daughter dressed she turned to Ron, smiling.


"Thank you for accepting Jennifer into Class P. I'm sure she'll learn to be a good little girl with your help." Rachel said.


"I'm sure she will!" said Ron smiling as he let the mother and daughter out. 


He wondered idly if Jennifer's Uncle Jon liked her little bottom all red and whipped. If he did then he was in for a treat when she started Class P.



CHAPTER 2 - Four Weeks Earlier


Rachel Matterson sat with her head in her hands. Laid out in front of her on the table were all the bills she couldn't pay. How had this happened! She was so careful! The truth was that there was more going out than there was coming in. She just couldn't understand it! There were plenty of her friends who couldn't earn anymore than her but always seemed to have spare money. Her best friend, Angela Jones, was a case in point; just a job in the local store but a new car in the drive and money to spare. How did she do it? Rachel looked at the pile of bills again and felt sick. She'd do anything to have a life like Angela!


Rachel looked up at the clock hanging on the kitchen wall. School would be out soon and her little ten year old daughter Jennifer would be on her way home. Rachel felt her pussy start to tingle. There, hanging next to the clock, was Jennifer's own little paddle. It was decorated with pretty flowers and had Jennifer's own name hand painted on. But the cute paddle was heavy quarter inch thick plywood and quite capable of putting blisters on a little bottom. Jennifer had been slow getting ready that morning and Rachel had promised her a nice `reminder' when she got home.


Rachel pulled her thoughts together. Perhaps she should just go round to Angela's and ask her how she managed her money so well. There had to be a trick to it! Maybe Angela could help.


When Rachel arrived the car wasn't there but the porch door was open. Rachel decided to get out and have a quick check. The front door wasn't locked so she stuck her head round.


"Angela! It's Rachel! Are you in?" she called.


There was no reply but Rachel was sure she could hear something; a rustling, snuffling sort of noise. Rachel crept in and followed the noise towards its source. As Rachel crept down the hall she suddenly realised the noise was a child's stifled sobs. She felt her heart pounding and her body tingling; that was just how Jennifer cried when she'd got a bottom spanking! Oh God! Rachel really hoped it was Penny, Angela's eleven year old daughter. She was so cute! She knew that Angela was even stricter with Penny than she was with Jennifer; one day she'd caught Angela peeling switches to use the following week. Rachel hadn't liked to pry but the thought of Angela whipping Penny's little bare bottom with those cruel looking sticks had been the subject of many a masturbatory fantasy.


Rachel reached the lounge door and pushed it open. There, standing with nose in the corner and hands on her head, was Penny. Rachel gritted her teeth; God, how sweet she looked. Penny had her school uniform on and the little pinafore dress came down to about mid thigh. 


"Hello Penny, it's your Auntie Rachel!" she said softly.


"Oooo Auntie Rachel, p-p-please go away!" Penny sobbed.


"I've come to see your Mummy, darling!" Rachel said moving up behind Penny, "Have you been a naughty girl?"


"Boo hoo! P-p-please Auntie Rachel, I'm not meant to be talking. I'll get in trouble!" sniffled Penny.


Rachel knelt behind Penny, her heart was beating fast. She just had to see that little botty. 


"I'm just going have a look how naughty!" she whispered in Penny's ear and started to lift the little skirt.


"No Auntie! Don't! No one's meant to know! I'll really get into trouble!" begged Penny twisting her body.


"Penny, keep your hands on your head and keep still or I'll tell your Mum all about that time I found you and Jennifer with no clothes on!" threatened Rachel.


"Please Auntie! You mustn't! I'll be good!" promised Penny as she stopped twisting.


Rachel lifted the little skirt up. Penny was wearing a pair of tight white knickers, but the parts of her bottom the knickers didn't cover and her upper thighs were dark red and swollen, criss-crossed with thin lines where the skin bulged up. Rachel could see little side marks along the lines, it must have been a switching with a really nasty stick with lots of buds. Rachel's pussy throbbed; she was so horny she'd spank Jennifer's little bum purple with the paddle tonight!


Then Rachel noticed something else; the back of Penny's knickers were wet. But the wet patch was very localised around the centre of the bottom. Rachel needed to look at the little bare bottom and here was the perfect excuse.


"Penny, your knickers are wet!" she said, "I better have a look!"


"No! Please! Don't!" whined Penny.


Rachel drew the knickers down. Penny's bottom had been thoroughly whipped. Even the skin between the switch marks was red. She must have been spanked as well, thought Rachel. Then Rachel noticed that the wet was sticky. Fascinated she wiped some off with her finger and rubbed it between her finger and thumb. She was familiar with the feeling; it was sperm! She held it up to her nose to confirm; yes, definitely sperm, and quite smelly too. Smelling like that it must have come out of Penny's bottom hole. 


Rachel drew Penny's bottom cheeks apart as the girl wriggled and softly protested. The little anus was red raw and gaped open as Rachel held the cheeks apart. She could see sperm actually dribbling out. Her pussy tingled and throbbed. Her most secret pleasure was giving Jennifer private bottom stretching disciplinary enemas. 


There was a polite cough behind them and Rachel spun round.


"Mummy!" squeaked Penny.


Rachel found herself looking up at her friend Angela. Angela did not look happy. Rachel politely removed her hands from Penny's buttocks. 


"Penny! I told you what would happen if anyone found out!" Angela scolded her daughter, "When `this woman' has gone I'm going to hurt your bottom in ways you never imagined!"


"Bwaaaaaaaaah! Mummy, I'm sorryeeeeeeeeee!" wailed Penny.


Being called `that woman' made Rachel realise how annoyed with her Angela was. She had to find some way to make Angela realise that she wasn't a threat and supported her actions.


She hung her head and spoke respectfully, "Can I stay and watch, please?"


Her response was not what Angela had expected. She was clearly taken back.


"You want to stay and watch?" Angela asked.


"Yes please. I paddle Jennifer and give her enemas with big nozzles but I can see you're much more advanced than me!" Rachel said.


Angela put her head on one side, contemplating.


"Mmmm, I've always thought that Jennifer had a cute little bum. Perhaps she could have a little sleep over here with Penny? Naturally, she might require some discipline!" Angela proposed.


"Of course!" nodded Rachel in agreement, "I shall make sure I tell her that her Auntie Angela is very strict!"


"Then it's agreed!" smiled Angela clapping her hands, "And now, my dearest friend, I think we both have a very naughty little girl to deal with! I shall go upstairs to collect a few `things' for her and I'd like you to prepare her. I'd like Penny to be fully naked for her punishment and I usually masturbate her before I start. You'll find that despite her protests she is most responsive. Isn't that right Penny darling?"


"Boo hoo! Mummy! Please don't punish me any more! Boo hoo! Mrs Stuartson gave me such a switching today! And Uncle Eric got real excited when he saw. Boo hoo! He was awful rough, Mummy! It still hurts bad!" sobbed Penny.


"And you deserve that and more!" said Angela, "Now you do as Auntie Rachel says and I'll be back shortly."


Angela walked out of the room and left Rachel alone with Penny who was blubbering pathetically in fear of her coming punishment. Rachel was still kneeling next to Penny and she began to unzip the school pinafore.


"Please Auntie Rachel! Please don't hurt me!" Penny sobbed.


"Oh, but you've been very naughty, Penny!" Rachel chided, "And naughty little girls have to have their bottoms hurt. Jennifer knows all about that! But you're older, so you need to be hurt a lot more. That's right, isn't it?"


"Boo hoo! Auntie, no! I'll be good! Don't hurt me bad! Pleeeeeeeeeeease!" begged Penny.


Rachel lifted the pinafore over Penny's head and slipped the white vest off. She could see that Penny's little breasts were just starting to swell. Maybe in a year or so she'd have some cute plum sized mounds to show. Rachel pulled the knickers down all the way to the ground and had Penny step out of them. Rachel's pussy tingled happily as she examined Penny's little slit. It was still hairless but the lips were slightly plump, the inner pink was just showing and just visible was the tiny head of an erect clit. 


Rachel reached forward and gently stroked Penny's young pussy and saw the little girl give an involuntary wriggle.


"Don't, Auntie Rachel! Please!" said Penny softly.


But Rachel could tell that it was more for show than actually meant. She started to rub the lips and clit gently, wetting her fingers with the copious sperm to help them slide over the sensitive inner lips in the most tantalisingly erotic way. Penny sighed gently and pushed her pubis out towards Rachel's teasing fingers. Rachel began to rhythmically rub in tiny circles at the top of Penny's slit over her clit. Penny groaned slightly and after a minute or so her hips began to slowly thrust. Rachel's fingers quickened and Penny ground her pussy down onto them.


 "Oooooo! Auntie! Rub harder!" Penny exclaimed.


Rachel obliged and the slick squelchy noise of Penny's pussy being pleasured could be heard over Penny's urgent panting.


"Auntie! Auntie! It's going to happen!" gasped Penny.


Rachel held her firmly taking care to keep rubbing her pussy as she shook and trembled.


"Ooooooooo! Mmmmmm!" Penny moaned as she had her little girl climax.


"What a dirty little girl!" said Angela, who had been standing in the doorway watching her daughter's performance.


"Quite disgusting!" agreed Rachel, standing up.


Angela held up the things she had collected from upstairs. There was a nasty looking paddle with multiple holes drilled in it, a narrow brown leather strap, a five inch long butt plug that was a good inch and a quarter wide and a tube of lubrication gel.


"Don't worry!" smiled Angela, "I'm sure after we've applied all of these she'll be a much better girl. Won't you, Penny!"


"Mummy! Mummy! No! Pleeeeeeeeeeeeease!" sobbed Penny as she saw the terrible punishment things her Mummy had picked out.


Angela handed the paddle to Rachel.


"Set her little bum on fire!" she smiled.


Rachel needed no second bidding. She grabbed Penny and, sitting down on the sofa, dragged the sobbing child over her knees. She held Penny's hands out of the way in the small of her back and took a firm hold of the paddle. Penny's little bum was already in quite a state but Rachel had no qualms about punishing it further. She started to spank good and hard.


CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!


"YAAAAAAAAAAAH! AUNTIE! NOOOOOOOOOO!" howled Penny.


CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!


"WAAAAAAAAAAAH! MY BUM! YOU'RE HURTING! STOP! PLEEEEEEEEEEASE!"


Rachel's pussy throbbed angrily as she spanked Penny. The cute bottom wriggled like a fish as she carried on with the paddle. Already red and marked the cheeks quickly took on a vivid red hue and began to swell up. Rachel applied the paddle to the tops of Penny's thighs.


CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!


"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! NOT THERE! AUNTIE! IT HURTS! WAAAAAAAAAAAH!"


CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!


"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH! TOO HARD! STOP! I'M SORRYEEEEEEEE! I'LL BE GOOD WITH MY PUSSY! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"


Rachel was having a great time busting little Penny's butt. The little girl's squeals and wails made her pussy tingle and throb so nicely. Rachel knew that she would be absolutely soaking `down there'. She spanked away with the paddle watching Penny's bottom and backs of her thighs get marked by the holes in the paddle. She stopped before she went too far and looked up at Angela for guidance.


"Blister her!" Angela said.


Rachel smiled back at her friend and set about Penny's bottom again, this time harder than ever.


CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!


"MUMMYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! IT HURTS! MAKE IT STOP! AUNTIEEEEEEEEE! I'LL BE GOOD! BWAAAAAAAAAAAH! NO MORE PADDLE! MY BUM! STOOOOOOOOOP! YAAAAAAAAAAAH!"


Rachel kept spanking until she saw the first blister start on the left bottom cheek. She let go of Penny who jumped up, screaming at the top of her lungs, and grabbed hold of her bottom dancing about from one leg to the other.


"MY BUM! MY BUM! IT HURTS! MY BUM! I'M SORRY!" Penny kept shouting as she danced.


Angela held up the narrow strap for Rachel to look at.


"Do you know what this is, dear?" Angela asked her.


Rachel shook her head.


"It's a groove strap." Angela explained, "Specially designed for spanking into grooves to reach those sensitive places. Just wait until you hear Penny when I spank her holes with this. Better watch your ears!"


Angela held up the strap in front of Penny's face.


"Look what Mummy's got for you now!" she taunted.


"Boo hoo! Mummy! Please! No! Anything but that! Boo hoo! I'll be good! I'll make Uncle Eric's willy so happy! I beg you! Boo hoo! I'll do every nasty thing just like he wants! Don't hurt me with that! Please! Pleeeeeeeeeeeease!" Penny begged her Mummy.


"Penny, if you don't want too many with the groove strap then you better do as I say." said Angela, "Now, I want you to kneel up in the armchair, legs wide apart, arms over the back and stick that bottom out!"


Wailing miserably Penny got into position. Rachel watched enthralled whilst Angela stood behind the back of the arm chair and took her daughter's hands firmly in her left hand. She raised the groove strap up and Rachel could see that she was going to bring it down between Penny's buttocks. The strap would have full access to her quaking little anus and below that her most private, most sensitive place. Angela whipped the groove strap down so the end flicked mercilessly between the bottom cheeks right onto the little anus.


THWUCK!


"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"


Penny's squealing howl assaulted Rachel's and Angela's ears. Penny's legs kicked and she almost came off the armchair. She recovered her position crying choking wailing sobs. 


"You moved, so that one doesn't count!" Angela said flatly.


"Nooooooooo! Pleeeeeeeeeeeease! Let it count! I'm sorry!" begged Penny.


But Angela was unmoved.


"You're going to get eleven, Penny. And you better be good whilst you're getting them." said Angela.


She raised the strap and brought it down again, right on the same place.


THWUCK!


"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! MUMMYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! STOOOOOOOOOOOOP!"


Penny twisted and writhed but kept her position.


THWUCK! THWUCK! THWUCK!


"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH! OH GOD! PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE! IT HURTS!" Penny howled.


Rachel's pussy felt like it was going to explode. This was just so hot, she was going have to introduce Jennifer to the groove strap.


Angela moved her position so she was slightly more bent over Penny. Rachel guessed that the flicky end of the strap was going to land further round on Penny's pussy.


THWUCK! THWUCK! THWUCK!


"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! NOT THERE! BWAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" 


THWUCK! THWUCK! THWUCK!


"YAAAAAAAAAAAAHEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH! OH MY PUSSY! NOOOOOOOOOOO! MUMMYEEEEEEEEEEEEE! IT'S CUTTING! NO MORE!"


Angela lined up for the last one. I looked like it was going to be extra hard. She moved again. The last was going to be between Penny's bottom cheeks.


THWUCK!


"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! AAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! BWAAAAAAAAAH! I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY!"


Angela let Penny go and her hands shot between her bum cheeks and legs, pressing and grabbing and soothing. Her legs kicked uncontrollably and she writhed around howling in the seat of the armchair.


Angela came up to Rachel and stood next to her. Rachel's face was flushed and she was breathless. She turned to Angela.


"That was awesome!" she said. 


"Yes, I can see you enjoyed it." smiled Angela and her eyes dropped meaningfully to Rachel's crotch.


Rachel looked down to see a dark patch on her trousers where her wetness has leaked through. She blushed profusely and was about to speak when Angela interrupted.


"Don't worry, I'm just as wet myself. When I've finished punishing Penny's bottom then I'm sure she'll be happy to show us what a good girl she can be!" Angela suggested.


Rachel felt her pussy spasm as she imagined what Angela meant. Angela winked at her and began carefully lubricating the whole length of the butt plug.


"Come on Penny! Stop being such a baby!" said Angela, "I'm going to stretch your bottom for you. Uncle Eric has complained that you're still a little too tight. I know this is going to be a little bigger than you're used to, but we have to keep Uncle Eric happy, don't we! You know how he likes your bottom hole to gape open for him! Come on now! Kneel up and stick that bottom out!"


"Boo hoo! Oooooooo, Mummy! Please don't stretch me too hard! Boo hoo! It hurts my bottom! I don't like it! Please don't! Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeease!" Penny sobbed.


But even as she pleaded with her Mummy, Penny was turning round in the armchair and kneeling up on the seat. She arched her back and thrust her bottom out for her Mummy's rude attention. There was no doubt that Penny was very compliant after receiving a hard punishment.


Rachel was positively drooling with desire as she watched Penny's pretty bottom hole so nicely displayed. Angela knelt behind Penny and touched the tip of the butt plug to Penny's anus. She began to push the plug against the hole, opening up the sphincter. As the tight sphincter opened Penny wailed with distress.


"Boo hoo! Mummy! Mummy! No! Don't! Please! It's too big! Boo hoo! Don't put it in! Pleeeeeeeeease!"


Angela kept forced the butt plug up into the small opening stretching the sphincter wider still. It must be open almost an inch now, thought Rachel. Penny was howling now, pleading through her broken sobs.


"YAAAAAAAH! NO! MUMMY! NO MORE! OH GOD, PLEASE! NO MORE! IT HURTS! BWAAAAAAAH!  IT'S TOO BIG! I'LL NEVER TAKE IT! PLEASE STOP!"


Angela paid no attention and forced more of the plug up stretching the hole further. Little Penny was squealing as her Mummy practiced this severe discipline. 


Just as it seemed the little hole could stretch no further, the point in the butt plug where it narrowed reached the sphincter. Rachel watched with lustful fascination as the tiny bottom hole closed around the plug securing it deep in the sobbing girl's anus.


"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! MY BOTTOM! IT'S SO BIG! MUMMYEEEEEE! TAKE IT OUT! PLEEEEEEEEEEEEASE! IT'LL GAPE NOW! DON'T LEAVE IT IN ME! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"


"Penny, go and stand in the corner! Hands on head!" ordered Angela.


Penny waddled over to the corner, her little bum thrust out as the nasty big invader buried so deep in her bottom made her squat and walk like a crab.


Rachel's pussy throbbed desperately as she looked at the dark red bottom and pussy, all spanked and switched. So cute with that butt plug sticking out of her anus and her woeful sobs filling the room.


Angela put her hand on Rachel's shoulder and whispered in her ear.


"Doesn't she look sooooo sweet standing there like that? I bet you're damn horny! Your pussy really needs attending to! Oh God, she can lick like an angel! All you need to do is slip those jeans off and lie back on the sofa. Penny will take care of all the rest. Go on, your pussy needs it!"


The throbbing in Rachel's pussy was so insistent she could barely think straight. Within a moment she had dragged her jeans and knickers off. With indecent haste jumped onto the sofa and spread her legs wide.


"Penny, turn around!" instructed Angela, "Look, Auntie Rachel is ready for you to show her what a good girl you are! You better be good, Penny! You don't want a `goodnight session', do you?"


Sobbing loudly, Penny painfully waddled over to Rachel and got on her knees between Rachel's spread legs. Rachel watched as Penny used her hands to spread her pussy lips and bent her head down until Rachel could feel the hot breath on her pussy. And then....! Rachel's body twitched and bucked as Penny's little tongue and lips worked on her big adult pussy. Many strict, painful lessons from Mummy had taught Penny to be a master at pleasing pussy. The lapping, the probing, the kissing, the sucking, the flicking, they all combined to drive Rachel mad with pleasure until squealing with delight she came.


When Rachel opened her eyes from her gasping climax she saw Angela had taken her own skirt and knickers off and was guiding her daughter's head between her legs. Rachel watched dreamily as Penny used her super skilled tongue to pleasure her own mother's pussy with just the same dramatic effect as it had had on Rachel. Angela moaned and shivered as the squelchy lapping sounds filled Rachel's ears. Then with mounting gasps and urgent shouts Angela climaxed.


Angela dismissed Penny sending her upstairs. Both women watched as the little whipped bum disappeared, the end of the butt plug still protruding between little bottom cheeks.


Angela sat down beside Rachel and stroked her thigh gently.


"So dear, I can't wait for Jennifer to come and visit!" Angela smiled.


"I'm sure that can be arranged soon!" Rachel smiled back.


But Angela noticed the sad look in Rachel's eyes.


"What's bothering you, dear?" Angela asked, "Do you think I was too hard on Penny?"


"No, no! Not at all!" Rachel reassured her, "I shall be giving Jennifer a very hard spanking when I get home! It's just I've got such dreadful money problems at the moment. And you seem to do so well! Our incomes can't be that different. So how do you do it?"


Angela laughed. She laughed loudly. Rachel was bemused; she'd told her friend her problem and now she was laughing. When Angela got herself under control she turned and spoke to Rachel.


"Oh you silly goose!" Angela playfully chided, "You could be rolling in it! I don't have to pay any bills and I get lovely presents all the time. All courtesy of Penny's Uncle Eric. Penny just makes a quick visit every day after school and spends the odd weekend and that's all it takes. Of course Eric does fuck her throat, pussy and bottom something rotten. And he likes to cane her until she screams and begs him to do the nastiest things to her. Still, you know what they say, `no pain no gain'; although, of course, in this case it's her pain and my gain!"


Rachel was getting the picture.


"So you're saying I should start sending Jennifer to visit this Eric?" asked Rachel.


"Well, not quite Eric." said Angela, "But certainly someone very like Eric. It won't be a problem. Eric says there's a group of them and it works a bit like a rota. I think the next one in line is a guy called Jon. But trust me, they are all very generous!"


"But what about school? Won't they notice? Won't we get caught?" worried Rachel.


"Oh no, that's the clever bit!" smiled Angela, "You need to get Jennifer into Class P. Their teacher, Mrs Stuartson, knows all about how her girls get `attended to' out of school and she fully supports it. In return she gets to spend all day whipping bare bottoms. It's a fair exchange! You just need to get Jennifer to be punished by the Head, Mr Anderson. I gave Penny so much orange to drink before school she wet herself in class. You could try that! Mr Anderson will be all excited when you go in. Once you can get his cock out and get him to use it on Jennifer you can guarantee he's going to put her into Class P. He likes to keep them safe and out of the way. And every so often each Class P girl has a little session with Mr Anderson, so he can `check on progress'."


Rachel hugged Angela; she could never find a better friend. 


"Thank you so much!" Rachel said, "I can't wait to go home and tell Jennifer the good news!"


The two women laughed uproariously.



CHAPTER 3 - Four Weeks Later


Rain splattered against the double-decker bus windows. It was dark and miserable outside even though it wasn't yet 5 `o' clock in the evening. The bus was nearing the end of its route out in the suburbs and Jennifer Matterson was the only passenger left upstairs. Anybody quickly glancing at her would have seen a pretty ten year old girl with her blond hair in bunches, dressed in a smart navy blue pinafore school uniform, kneeling up on her seat looking out of the window. Maybe she was excited, it's Friday evening; perhaps she has something special planned for the weekend. But if they'd been able to look a little closer they'd have seen her eyes, red and puffy from crying, her face still wet from the tears. As she watched the bus stops disappear one after another and her stop came ever nearer the tears came ever faster. She was kneeling, but not out of excitement, her bottom hurt far too much to sit on.


That's all Mrs Stuartson did; spank them and hurt them, hurt them and spank them and then hurt them some more! All day long! It was horrible! She just couldn't bear it! Yes, Mummy used to spank her with that awful paddle almost every day. And sometimes, after she'd had the paddle and her bottom was all burning and red, her Mummy used to touch her and then make Jennifer touch her in return. But then Mummy came back one day and said that Jennifer was going to have a new Uncle; Uncle Jon. Then, only a few weeks ago she'd got put into Class P.


She hated Class P. There was Mrs Stuartson, with her kind soothing words while all the time she hurt you more and more. Touching you until you got that feeling and then whipping your bottom for being naughty. Having to watch her new classmates be given punishments poor little Jennifer had never even dreamed of. Holes were painfully stretched, bottoms were spanked and belted and switched and caned and paddled and not just bottoms! She'd seen girls get it on their hands, across their boobs, between their bottom cheeks, between their legs, just everywhere. Then there was the storeroom. 


Just this week Jennifer had seen the black girl, Jade, taken sobbing and begging into the storeroom and then the door shut and the whole class heard the key grating as the room was locked. Then the screaming started. Jennifer had got really upset and tried to stop the noise by putting her hands over her ears. But even then she could hear the screams through her ears. One of the other girls, Alice, had put her arms round her to comfort her, but it hadn't really worked. And then a long time later Mrs Stuartson brought Jade out. Jade's face was screwed up and covered in tears and snot. Her bottom and thighs bulged with a mess of swollen agonising lines. But the thing the whole class noticed was how Jade's bottom hole and pussy gaped open. Mrs Stuartson didn't even try to hide it! Instead she pulled Jade's bottom cheeks apart and her legs apart to show them. `All ready for your visit to the farm!', she'd laughed. Jennifer hadn't known what she'd meant but Jade had started to sob hysterically when Mrs Stuartson said that. 


Jennifer bit her bottom lip; Class P was bad but Uncle Jon was worse. At least she had friends in Class P. Once, when Mrs Stuartson had paddled her really badly and given her blisters, at break time one of the other girls, Sasha, had taken her into the Class P toilets to `comfort' her. Sasha had used her mouth on Jennifer's super sensitive little pussy to comfort her. It had been so nice! And she had her special friend Penny. Their Mummies were friends and they got punished together out of school. Penny and her were always giving each other `special hugs' to try and make the nasty bottom pain go away. But there was nothing good about visiting Uncle Jon.


Jennifer saw the final bus stop arrive. It was the stop for Uncle Jon's. No need to signal for the bus to stop, it always stopped at the end of the route for ten minutes. The tears came faster now; she'd be there soon. If only she could delay it further! She got off the bus and started walking. She only had to walk down a few roads to get there. The houses were so big in this part of town; secluded with long drives. Before she even knew it she was there. With a shaking hand she punched the code into the keypad and the big iron gates opened. Crying miserably she began to trudge up the drive. A moment later she heard the gates slam behind her.


She let herself into the entrance hall. Her eyes immediately went to coat pegs. There, hung on one, was her little punishment uniform, next to it a wicked three foot yellow rattan cane; Uncle's favourite! Jennifer tried to gulp back the sobs. Just very occasionally there was a paddle hung there or a switch. Those were good days! But today was a `cane day'. A horrible horrible cane day! Jennifer sobbed some more.


She began to undress herself. She still remembered when the private parts of her body were private; or at least only her Mummy saw them. Now lots of people got to see them, and touch them, and hurt them and make her do things with them. Jennifer was really sobbing now, she just couldn't stop herself. It was awful; she knew Uncle Jon got even more excited when she was all blubbery and weeping.


Jennifer undressed down to her white aertex knickers and knee socks. Uncle liked her to keep the same knickers on that she'd worn all day. It just gave him another thing to examine and for her to get into trouble about. She took the punishment uniform off its peg and started to put it on. How she hated that thing. Originally a bib style navy blue pinafore the front centre had been cut away to waist level. The two fabric straps that ran over the shoulders looked like braces. It made it easy to just slip the whole dress off without any fuss and with little opportunity for resistance. Jennifer guessed that when her little breasts started to develop they would be nicely on show. 


The pinafore waist was elasticated and the hem had been raised so high that her knickers were permanently visible. And when they had been removed her little bottom and pussy were all there on show for Uncle Jon to look at and touch. When he told her to put her hands on her head, which he often did, this had the effect of raising the level of the hem so that everything below her tummy was exposed. 


Trying desperately to choke back the sobs, Jennifer took the cane off the hook and began her slow shuffling walk to Uncle's study where she knew he'd be waiting.


When she got to the study door she knocked quietly; perhaps he wouldn't hear her.


"Ah, Jennifer! Come in girl!" a voice boomed.


Jennifer gulped and opened the door.


There he was, sitting at the desk with his back to her. He was older than her Mummy with grey hair and a big paunchy tummy. He swivelled round to look at her and she could see the huge lump in his trousers. If she was really good and made his willy happy perhaps he wouldn't hurt her so much.


Jon looked at Jennifer. She was so cute standing there in that uniform he'd had specially made. Her pretty blond hair was in those cute bunches, and those white aertex knickers, you could almost see through them.


"Please, Uncle I've come for my punishment!" Jennifer said.


"Oh dear, have you been a naughty girl, Jennifer?" he asked, "Come here so I can see."


Slowly she crossed the room to stand next to him. He took the cane off her and put it on his desk. His hand came up and cupped her knickered bum, playing with the stinging cheeks. The fingers drifted between her legs and she instantly parted them so he could stroke her pussy. How humiliating for her to have to let him do that.


"Were you a good girl at school today?" he teased, "You know if your teacher had to spank you at school then I shall have to give you the cane!"


"Boo hoo! Please, Uncle!" she begged, "Let me make your willy happy for you. Look at my pussy hole! It's all nice for you! Boo hoo!"


He felt his cock jump as she pleaded with him. He hoped she was going to try really hard today to stop him from caning her. Not that it would do any good. He was going to have to wait until Monday until he saw her again. So today he would be extra strict.


She reached down to the leg hole of her knickers and pulled the fabric across to her other leg completely revealing her pubis. Not content, she used her fingers from both hands to pull her pussy lips apart, pushing her crotch out at him. Her pretty little pussy stared wide open at him, the delicate coral of the inner hole nicely visible.


 "Boo hoo! See how pretty it looks, Uncle. You can put your willy in there! It'll feel really tight and nice for you! I know it'll hurt but I don't mind if it feels good for your willy! Boo hoo!" Jennifer pleaded.


He looked intently at the desperately offered little pussy. He could feel his cock pulsing. It would be nice to just push up there and use that pretty hole, but he had other things planned for Jennifer.


Jennifer turned round and pulled her knicker fabric right back across her bottom showing off the sexy little division of the two cheeks. With a hand firmly planted on each cheek Jennifer pulled them apart to show off her bottom hole. She pushed her fingers deep into the crack until her finger tips were close to her bottom hole. Then she pulled apart even more. She could feel the cold air going up her bottom so the pinky red little hole must be gaping a bit.


"Boo hoo! Look Uncle! Mrs Stuartson put lots of cream up there today. She said it was so you would have a good time with my hole. Oh Uncle, it'll be so lovely for your willy there. I promise I won't scream. Pleeeeeease! Boo hoo! You know how much I love for your willy to be happy! My bottom hole will make it really happy! Oh please! Pleeeeeeeeeeeease!" Jennifer sobbed.


Jon's cock leapt, not only was he looking at the cutest splayed red little bottom hole in the world, but also Jennifer had been spanked. Not just spanked, but had been given a very severe paddling by the look of it. Those pretty chubby little bottom cheeks were a vivid red and he could see circular marks on the skin. The paddle must have had holes drilled in it. 


"My word!", he said, " Your bottom is very red indeed today, girl! Let's take those knickers off so I can have a proper look!"


Sobbing miserably Jennifer pulled down her knickers and gave then to Uncle Jon. He examined the crotch carefully. 


"Dirty girl! Look at these wee marks! I shall cane you extra hard for that!" he exclaimed, "Now turn with your back to me and bend over and touch your toes. I want to have a good look at this bottom."


Jennifer cried and did as she was told, sticking her bum out into his face. She felt his rude hands on her bottom mauling the cheeks and spreading them to look at her holes.


Jon enjoyed touching her bottom and holes. What fun it was having a little girl to humiliate and punish like this. It was worth every penny he was paying her delightful mother.


"You got a good hard spanking here!" he said, "You must have been very naughty! What did you do?"


"I don't know!" Jennifer replied.


"You naughty liar!" he said, "Your bottom's going to be so sorry you said that!"


But she was telling the truth. In Class P you didn't need to have been naughty for Mrs Stuartson to decide that you were going to have your bare bottom whipped until you screamed yourself hoarse. Jennifer had been trying hard at her maths but Mrs Stuartson said that she needed a reminder of what happened to little girls who didn't try. Jennifer just didn't understand the logic. Then Mrs Stuartson called her out to the front and took the most enormous paddle with holes in it out of her desk drawer. Then she sat down in her `spanking chair' and made Jennifer get across her knees. And then, oh God, the pain! That paddle! Mrs Stuartson whacking it down onto her poor bottom again and again! That whacking cracking sound of it landing on her bare cheeks! And above all her screaming! Screaming screaming screaming until her throat was raw. Her bottom had never felt anything like it! And after she was let up, her capering around like an idiot! But she didn't care, her hands were on her bottom and she just needed to squeeze the sting out.


Uncle was still playing with her bottom, his fingers feeling the marks the paddle had made. All the time he kept taunting her.


"Mmmm! Going to have to hurt this bottom more, Jennifer! Going to give it to you good and hard! It's what a girl like you needs!" his voice all deep and raspy.


Jennifer could tell how excited he was getting. She looked back from her bending position and could see the wet patch in his trousers at the end of his bulge. She knew that sticky stuff was leaking out of the end of his willy and that meant he was really excited. She put her hand back and touched his trouser bulge. There was still a last chance.


"Boo hoo! Please Uncle!" she wept, "Let me kiss your willy! I can do it before you cane me! That way you'll enjoy it more! You can push it in deep! Boo hoo! I'll kiss your bottom hole for you too! Pleeeeeeeeeease!"


"Very well, Jennifer. If that's what you want." he said, his voice thick with lust.


Jennifer wriggled round until she was facing Uncle Jon. She deftly undid his trousers and helped pull them and his underpants off as he raised his body in the chair. She took the hard throbbing penis, still dripping all its goo, in her right hand and guided it to her mouth. She really hoped she could get him to squirt his stuff in her mouth. She'd gladly swallow it all if that's what he wanted. If he squired early on sometimes she wouldn't even get spanked.


She opened her mouth and took the cock in using her tongue to lap at the sensitive underside of the head and gently lick into the little slit on the top. Then she began to bob her head up and down and flick her tongue over the head and work the tip of it into his foreskin.


Jon lay back in the chair. This was heaven! He watched her pretty face, the tiny mouth engorged with his bulging cock, bobbing back and forth. She'd learnt a lot in the last few weeks and was starting to give half decent blow jobs now. But he didn't want to come just yet; he had other things in mind.


She lifted her head off his willy and began to kiss her way down its length. Then licking that big nasty skin sac of his and kissing the ball things inside. He raised his feet onto the chair pushing his big hairy bum out. She reached out with her hands and parted his cheeks. His horrible big bottom hole was there, all puckered with yellowing skin. She began to kiss inside the cheeks towards the hole. She could hear Uncle groaning with pleasure. Then she actually touched the hole with her tongue. That nasty bitter taste! And then forcing her tongue in and making those slurpy licky noises he liked so much. After a while her tongue was getting tired and she was feeling sick from the taste, but she carried on. If only he didn't cane her!


She felt a firm hand on her shoulder pulling her up. She started to move her mouth back towards his willy. Perhaps he would want to push it into her throat. As long as he squirted she didn't care. But he stopped her and fearfully she looked up at him.


"Perhaps we'll try some more after your caning!" he smiled at her, "But first I'm going to give you a little spanking. Get into my `special spanking position'!"


Jennifer started to cry big choking sobs. She'd tried so hard to make him squirt in her mouth, even putting her tongue in his horrible bum, but it hadn't work. And when he said `little spanking' he meant great big bottom whacking; his hard hand smacking her poor little bum until she was howling. Then there was his stupid `special spanking position'!


He was sitting in his chair half naked with that dirty big willy of his all hard and sticking up. His legs were spread wide and he was waiting for her. She went and stood between his legs facing away from him. Then she bent over until her hands were on the floor and started climbing onto his lap backwards. She put one leg either side of his body and lowered her body onto the floor. It was like when she did the wheelbarrow race on school sports day, but only in the nude. She knew how wide her legs were spread and that he could see everything. She could feel his willy pressing against her pussy. She hated getting spanked like this.


Jon looked at the lovely sight in front of him. That bottom and pussy all spread wide for him to admire and spank. The best thing about spanking her like this was the harder he spanked the more her little pussy would rub against his pulsing cock. The state that her bum was already in meant that she was really going to feel this spanking.


 "Get ready, Jennifer! I'm going to start now!" he said.


"Noooooooooooooo!" cried Jennifer.


SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!


"Yooooweeeeeeeeeeee! My bottyeeeeeeeeeeee! Not so hard! Pleeeeeeeeeease!" wailed Jennifer.


SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!


"Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! It hurts! It hurts! Stooooooop! Uncle! Please! Stooooooop!" she cried.


It seemed like Uncle's spanking was reigniting the fire Mrs Stuartson had lit earlier. Usually it hurt to start with but there was a little time before it became unbearable. Not today, and Jennifer began to screech as the hard spanking carried on.


SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!


"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH! MY BOTTY! PLEASE! PLEASE! WAAAAAAAAAAAAH! UNCLE! STOOOOOOOOOP!"


SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!


"OWWWWWWWWWWEEEEEEEEEEE! NOOOOOOOOOO! IT HURTS! IT HURTS! PUT YOUR WILLY UP ME! PLEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!"


Jennifer continued to squeal and wail as the hard bottom spanking carried on. She knew her legs were kicking about, she knew the view it was giving him, she knew her pussy would be rubbing against his big willy, she knew it would make him even more excited and she knew that the more excited he got the harder he would spank her. But her bottom hurt so much she just couldn't stop herself.


Eventually it stopped and she slowly slid head first off his lap, howling and clutching at her bottom. All her ears could hear were her own lusty sobs and hoarse whining. Before it seemed that she'd even had time to recover she heard her Uncle give the instruction she dreaded most.


"Jennifer, up on the desk and into position! It's time for the cane!" he ordered.


"Bwaaaaaaaaah! Nooooo! Uncle! Pleeeeeeeease! I'll do anything! Anything but the cane! Waaaaaaaaaah! I'll take your willy in my throat! I won't be sick! I promise! Eeeeeeeeeeeee! You can put it up my bum! I won't cry! Pleeeeeeeeeeeeease! No cane! I'll be good! I promise!" she begged.


"Jennifer, get into position!" he ordered.


He was holding that horrible cane now and swishing it about. Jennifer wished she was anywhere but here. But that wasn't going to happen and so slowly and with fits of sobs she climbed up onto the chair seat and then onto the desktop on her hands and knees. She hated this, she just hated it so much. She turned herself around so she was sitting on the desk and then lay on her back. She brought her legs up until they were against her chest and supported them with her hands holding the backs of her knees. Then she spread her legs wide apart. She watched Uncle Jon playing with his willy, making it extra hard so he could cane her worse than ever. 


Jon loved caning her in this position. All her bits on show and the more she wriggled to more she showed. No go-go dancer could manage the moves she made when she was getting caned like this. The pre-cum was dripping off his cock now. He was going to do this hard!


Jennifer began to cry hysterically as she saw him lining up the first stroke across her bottom. 


THWICK!


Jennifer felt the cane biting into her soft sensitive chubby little bottom cheeks. Then came the pain!


"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! IT HURTS! OH GOD! IT HURTS! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" 


THWICK! THWICK! THWICK!


"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH! STOOOOOOOOP! MY BUM! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! IT HURTS! DON'T CANE! PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!


THWICK! THWICK! THWICK! THWICK! THWICK!


"NYAAAAAAAAAAAAH! DOOOOOOON'T! OH STOP! BWAAAAAAAAAH! USE YOUR WILLY! PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE! I'LL BE GOOD! STOOOOOOOOOP! YOWWWWWWWWIE!"


THWICK! THWICK! THWICK! THWICK! THWICK!


"YEEEEEEOWWWWEEEEEEEEE! PLEASE! PLEASE! DON'T! NO MORE! I CAN'T TAKE IT! IT HURTS SO MUCH! WAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"


THWICK! THWICK! THWICK! THWICK! THWICK!


"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! NO! NOOOOOOOOO! UNCLE! USE YOUR WILLY! HURT ME WITH IT! PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE! MY BOTTY! THE PAIN! OWWWWWWWWWWW! STOOOOOOOP! I'M SORRYEEEEEEEE! I'LL BE GOOD!"


THWICK! THWICK! THWICK! THWICK! THWICK!


"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! NO! UNCLE! NO! OH PLEASE! OH PLEASE! ANYTHING ELSE! PLEEEEEEEEEEEEASE! YOWWWWWWWWWW! MY BOTTY! OH GOD IT HURTS! WAAAAAAAAAAAH!"


THWICK! THWICK! THWICK! THWICK! THWICK!


"BWAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! I'M SO SORRYEEEEEEEE! I'LL DO ANYTHING! EEEEEEEEEEEEEE! IT HURTS! STOP! PLEASE! OWWWWWWWWWIE!"


Jennifer twisted about on the desk squealing. She was so fully exposed to him and he'd caned her so cruelly. It hurt! She had to keep her hands away! That was all she could think. He always started again if she tried to protect her poor whipped bottom. Oh please let him stop! She'd do anything for him to stop! Then she heard the magic words.


"You may rub now, Jennifer!" 


With long drawn out howls Jennifer let her hands touch her blazing bottom cheeks. She kept her legs up and apart. Uncle Jon liked to see her exposed when she rubbed. Any attempt to get out of position would mean more cane. She stroked and pawed at the cheeks, no longer smooth but now all bumpy with the criss-crossing swollen ridges of the cane. She knew the way she rubbed opened her holes for him but trying to stop the pain was more important.


Jon stroked his cock as Jennifer opened up her little holes for him. That bottom looked so good with all those red cane marks on. Scalding hot, just like a well punished little bottom should be. He was ready to give his cock a nice reward for having waited so long.


Jennifer knew her punishment wasn't over yet and she miserably watched Uncle Jon holding the base of his big adult willy in his hand and guiding it towards her bottom. She closed her eyes and felt his hot blunt fleshy willy going between her bottom cheeks until that big fat end was touching her bottom hole. It was so big! How could it fit? The answer, Jennifer knew through horrible experience, was that it didn't really, not until Uncle pushed really hard and it hurt her bottom hole almost as much as the cane.


Despite her promises, Jennifer started to cry loudly as Uncle pushed his willy against her hole. It felt like all his weight on one small spot. Mrs Stuartson had put so much slippy stuff up her bottom that the end of Uncle's willy started to go into her. Oh it hurt! Her poor hole! 


"Owwwwwieeeeeeeeee! Uncle! You're too big! Pleeeeeeeeeease! You're pushing too hard! Waaaaaaaaaaaaah! Don't go in any more! Yowwwwwww!"


Uncle just pushed more in. She could feel it going up her now, inch by painful inch. He had to have finished now. She opened her eyes to see. Oh God, no! He wasn't even half way in yet! He was still pushing! It hurt! He was just too big!


"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH! UNCLE! PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE! DON'T STICK ANY MORE IN! IT HURTS! I DON'T WANT IT ALL! DON'T! OH PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE! NOOOOOOOOOOOO!"


Jon tensed himself, she really was tight! That pretty bottom hole felt so good around his cock though. He wanted to punish that bottom hole with some good hard thrusting.


Jennifer saw he'd got it all in now. It felt so far up her! Then he started doing that thing she detested; pushing it in and out of her hole. Why couldn't he just keep it in one place? It hurt so much more when he moved it! But he did! Pumping it in and out of her hole as he gasped and wriggled as if it were the nicest loveliest thing in the whole world he was doing. 


"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! MY HOLE! IT HURTS! PLEEEEEEEASE! UNCLE! STOP! IT'S TOO HARD! TOO BIG! TAKE IT OUT! EEEEEEEEEEEEEE! I'M SORRY! PLEEEEEEEEEEEASE!" she screeched.


Jon felt the world spinning around him. Any moment now he was going to cum. His balls tensed and lifted, his prostate started to tingle and he felt his cock jump. Then he was cumming, his body a ball of pleasure as he pumped jet after jet of cum up Jennifer's naughty bottom. 


After a few moments of wriggling his cock inside her to get the most of that post orgasmic feeling he pulled his cock out of her hole.


"You're going to be a good girl now, aren't you Jennifer?" he asked.


"Yes Uncle! I promise I'll be good now! I promise!" she wept.


"Very well, I shall see you on Monday night then. Just remember that you're staying with me next weekend!" he wickedly reminded her.


"Yes Uncle." she said sadly, picking up her knickers and punishment uniform.


Jennifer limped back to the entrance hall and put her knickers and school uniform back on. She could feel his stuff starting to leak out of her bottom hole into her knickers. She left the house for the painful walk to the bus stop.


As she stood waiting at the bus stop she tried to stop the tears but the thing she'd tried to put at the back of her mind all day was getting only too near now. She remembered what Mummy, smiling that scary smile of hers, had said to her just before she left for school.


"Now darling, just remember we're going to have Auntie Angela and Penny over tonight. You're to make Uncle Jon's willy very happy so he doesn't cane you. Auntie Angela says she's going to bring a new little toy round to show me. She says it's very effective on Penny. So, when you get home I don't want to see any cane marks! OK!"


Jennifer wept uncontrollably. Mummy was going to go absolutely mental when she saw the state of her bum. And when Mummy got very cross like that Jennifer's bottom paid the price, whatever state it was already in. Oh God, what was Mummy going to do to her?




DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction not fact. The two are very different.
