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When Margaret arrived, wearing a variation on her governess outfit, a navy skirt and a white blouse with paisley ascot and gold stickpin atop her usual sheer hose and burgundy pumps, she encountered Lenore in what looked like a collegiate or high school jumper, with a plain white blouse and espadrilles. "When I allow you to go out," she said, which conveyed a real tone of menace to Robbie, as he began to realize how his life might be restricted from now on, "You will start using appropriate protection when you have sex with them. She longed to be allowed to spank him but realized she had to do exactly what Margaret told her if she wanted to be given that kind of privilege.
"No, Barbara," Glenda responded, with a slight smile, "it will do you good for them to see how we punish naughty girls who don't wipe themselves after they make doody." Glenda's last humiliating comment, using such a childish word to make it clear that Barbara had soiled her panties like a little girl, led Barbara to start quietly sobbing as she lay across Glenda's grey-skirted lap. With that, she and Linda rose and quickly said good-bye to Barbara who was still ignominiously lying across her stepmom's lap and showing the signs of the spanking on her burning red bottom and her tear-stained face. His wife knew that even hearing about Barbara's being spanked turned him on but she was waiting for a truly major occasion to invite him to witness her stepdaughter's humiliation.
Now the lovely but severe Diana Prentice walked across the stage with a thin cane in her hand and with her finger, beckoned Annette to lie across the punishment bench. Laura had told her to give Annette a final stroke that was known as a Mistress's Stroke, straight between her legs up into her spread labia. Diana stood directly behind her victim and this time placed the cane below the spread legs and expertly flicked the cane straight up so it hit directly between the spread lips of Annette's vulva. Laura now summoned Joanne Winston, who had received the red F in Conduct from Diana Prentice for making a rude comment to the prefect who had been in charge of the class.
"Well," Karen responded, "perhaps he also figured that if he got a job and managed to make it work, he'd get away from being disciplined by me and humiliated, you know, like when you had me supervise him in the bathroom." She still blushed when she described how she had learned to exercise her feminine dominance over the handsome Jamie. Jamie noticed very quickly that Karen was being quite nice to him and he started looking at her for the first time as someone other than his embarrassing supervisor, heck, babysitter to put it bluntly, and now saw an attractive woman he could see himself spending time with. Jamie moved between Karen's legs and began kissing her calves then thighs, making her yearn to feel that massaging tongue right on her cunt.
For the three—Emily, 28, Ken, 30, and Jill, 32—the humiliation of reporting to their youngest sister, who was only 24, for punishment had started to fade as they faced living their lives. Andrea kept herself in place although she now feared for how long this punishment might proceed, and worried that she either would jump up at a stroke or possibly lose control of her sphincter and humiliatingly pee herself all over Joan's tweed skirt and hose. "Jill," she said with a grin, "it was bad enough when your mother spanked you but now, your youngest sister exercises that kind of authority?" When Clarice complied, Jill reached into her handbag and retrieved a small rod much like the one that Joan had applied earlier to Andrea's bared bottom.
She realized that disciplining this handsome young man was definitely a turn-on for her—in fact, her panties were already wet as she thought about having him over her lap again—but she also wanted to impress Claire Kendall that her nephew was complying with the directions Claire had set for him and which Karen was supposed to be enforcing. Now the blonde Karen's face grew crimson at the compliment and she said, rather sternly, "I'm here at your aunt's request to supervise your behavior, Jamie, so you had better not try to get me to let up on you by complimenting me. Summoning up his cool, Jamie merely smiled and said, "Yes, Aunt Claire, I have done this for your friends when they asked me."
"Oh," his mother answered in a calm tone, "there's an extra drawer for you and room at the right of the closet." She then went on to mention that his father had set up two or three interviews for him for office jobs that she was sure he would be well qualified for and which would allow him to save some money for school. After Margaret finished spanking Henry in front of his friend Kathy, she sent the 19-year-old up to his room to clean it up. After about a half hour had gone by, during which Kathy told Margaret about her own experiences thus far at college, the governess suggested that they pay a visit to Henry's room upstairs.
Karen had told Claire exactly how she and Jamie had punished Kathy when she had arrived on their doorstep and how she had been serving them since then, accepting the ignominy of being treated worse than a servant. "No, sweetie," Karen replied, "you have been learning just how you need to wipe, so you may pull up your panties and thank Aunt Claire for allowing you to use the potty. Claire gave this a moment's reflection and decided that if her nephew was seen by his wife as ready to join in their play, that was all right with her, and she so said that to Karen, who left to tell Jamie.
Finally, it was over and Linda was directed by Diana to get up on the chair on the other side of Melody Haynes's desk as Marcia had been, her knees on the seat and her frame bent over the chair back, exposing her striped bottom to the class, as well as the hairs poking out from between her legs and even around her crinkled anal rosette, besides, of course, the protruding string of the recently-inserted tampon. Miss Haynes began covering the subject matter of her class, which happened to be British and American literature, while Marcia and Linda remained in the utterly exposed humiliating position of kneeling on the chairs with their bare bottoms facing the class.
Dorothy cringed at the punishment and even more at being so further humiliated in front of Susie and Jim. She held her breath when Chris went behind her and told her to bend over and hold her cheeks apart for the anal insertion. Having tied the two white tampon strings beneath Dorothy's crotch, Christine looked her in the eye and added one more condition she knew would likely reduce Dorothy to the level Chris had envisioned: "Dorothy, my dear, I do have one more little rule for girls who are double-tammed, as you will be today.
Donna and Barbara were nice-looking young women, even if their style of dress was quite different, since the older daughter wore fashionable suits befitting her work in a high-powered office and the younger affected the anti-style of many college students. Donna had made quiet inquiries as to whether her mother might consider spanking the siblings separately, but Maureen rejoined that seeing each of the others get what was coming to them was a good inducement toward better behavior. For one thing, she felt that her aunt dressed "young" in an effort to appear more youthful than she was, and she almost wished she could figure out a way to get her mother to include Lynn, who actually was 34, ten years older than Donna, in the group being spanked as contrasted with being a happy witness to the festivities.
Lynn felt an impending need to pee, brought on both by her following Andrea's strict orders forbidding her to use the toilet for two hours prior to her session and by the excitement that Andrea's scrutiny of her panties and intimate areas always stirred in her, which included filling her bladder. "You need to make sure you hold your pee in better, sweetie," Andrea cooed as she punished and watched Lynn's nates turn from light pink to a rosy hue. Andrea snapped the soft little whip three times vertically on Lynn's open vulva and the older woman could not help screaming as she felt the strokes on her cunt.
"Petra recalled reading about a service in France that provided women on call to respond to mothers who needed help in disciplining their disobedient offspring, especially those that were of age and were still living at home, as so many do these days," Laurie said. "Yes, Marie," Katherine said, as she saw the two girls become nervous in a way she hadn't seen before, "this is Miranda and this is Stacy. She went into her bedroom to relax and Marie, still standing as was Brenda, said to Miranda and Stacy, "You need to understand that we are not here to negotiate with you. "Marie," Brenda said as if speaking about a small child, "Stacy here may need to visit the bathroom soon since I feel something in her."
"Jamie," Mrs. Kendall said firmly, "turn that off and meet my neighbor." "Karen, or rather Miss Cranford," Claire said, "this is my nephew Jamie. Karen was surprised but thrilled and felt herself getting wet in her panties at the prospect of baring and disciplining this young man who was just a tad younger than she was. Claire smiled and said, "Karen, I think I've found just the right person to supervise Jamie. Jamie decided to chance it and said his aunt didn't like him doing that. Jamie laughed and said, "You know I saw your panties when I was across your lap, Miss Karen."
Joanie grimaced but did what she was told and then heard her mother tell Annabel, "Please lift her skirt above her waist and cane her over her knickers." Kathryn was impervious to her daughter's plea to avoid what would surely be a major embarrassment and merely said calmly to Annabel, "She always carries on like this when she's to be punished." After the second stroke of the resumed imposition flicked across the red stripes, Joanie let out a little cry and both women watching her saw a small trickle of pee emerge from the girl's crotch and land in a small puddle on the floor. Joanie's humiliation at this added punishment paled in comparison with the stinging she experienced when the acidic pee was deposited on her cane-stroke-striped bottom.
Deirdre Carmody, Laura Franklin's middle-aged aunt who had raised Laura and now joined her at the "Weekend School" Laura ran for adults who wanted to re-experience the school discipline they had known earlier in life, and Diana Prentice, the 20-year-old fetching blonde prefect, who was the junior faculty member at the school but who had already created a strong impression by the severe discipline she administered at the school assembly, enjoyed spending the night in Deirdre's commodious bed. The older woman filled the small white enema bulb, took a dab of vaseline and gently let her finger slip it into Diana's anal opening, then inserted the nozzle into her tight little hole.
"You all know that this is the time for me to indulge some of my little fantasies and for you to doff your Mistressy facades and enjoy being put through your paces by a determined younger woman," Laura smilingly observed to Melody and Anne, who had mixed feelings about this party. "Diana," she ordered the younger Prefect, "I'd like you to assist me in applying a touch of the whip to our two Mistresses." Melody and Anne felt a frisson of fear and much shame as they realized that the 19-year-old who had been serving as their aide in class now would be set on them as an assistant to the true dominant.
"As I said, Dianne," Samantha snapped, "Miss Vincent has complete authority including the ability to spank you or discipline you however she feels will do the most good. "Dianne," Grace said, "I hope we will not need to repeat this again soon but your mother has decided that you need correction, so that is what you will get." "Dianne," she said sternly, "when you need to use the toilet, you will ask me and use the words to describe what you need to do, as in 'Miss Vincent, I need to go wee-wee or I need to go plop-plop.'" "I'm sorry to say, Mrs. Harris," Grace said coolly to the dominant mother, "that Dianne clearly seems to be quite deficient in her toilet training." Grace grinned too but finally said, "Yes, Jason, you can.
"This naughty boy has started to pee in his panties," Kathy said sharply to Margaret. She then told Robbie he could pull down the panties, sit on the seat, and pee, but that he better not get the seat wet and he was not given permission to make a doody yet. "He definitely does need to go, Kathy," Margaret said to Robbie's sister, who was having a hard time restraining herself from giggling at the amusing situation of her brother being made to hold his poo in until given permission by the imperious governess. Kathy helped advance the progress of the occasion by reaching under her skirt after she had turned away from Robbie, still seated on the toilet, and pulled her lime green panties down and off.
Karen realized that Jamie both wanted and needed her firm hand at times and would love her all the more for knowing how to fulfill all his needs. Jamie realized it would be a long time before he welcomed anal invasion (other than by Karen's mouth or fingers) and he felt warm and loved when she took him across her lap for a spanking or even placed him over the edge of their bed for some cane strokes. "I'm going to ask Jamie to come down now," Karen said plainly. "You may now shower," Karen said, as Kathy flushed the toilet, "and I will find some clothes for you."
"You know that pupils are not permitted to pass notes in class," Laura intoned to the shame-faced, 45-year-old man standing in front of her large desk. "Yes, Miss Franklin," Kevin answered, both of them knowing that pupils paid large fees to attend this weekend school where they would return to their teen years and be disciplined as schoolchildren once were. Kevin screeched and started to jump up but somehow held on to the desk for dear life, knowing that Miss Franklin would apply ever more strokes were he to lose position. With a slight flourish meant to impress the rest of the class, Diana found Janet's report card on her desk and inscribed a large F in red ink under Conduct.
When Christine let Susan know that she was coming home once she had handled the formalities of selling the house Harold and she had enjoyed during their marriage, Susan wrote her that she really should live with them. "Sweetie, you know I adore you and that goes for that wonderful cunt between your legs," Jim responded with affection as Susan lay back, spread her legs and welcomed her husband's amply-sized cock into her snug love tunnel. Christine inspected them and commented on the various stains in Susan's little panties and Jim's skidmarked boxer shorts. As both of them moved into position to comply with Chris's directions, she stood next to them, helping Jim guide his piston into her sister's cute little cunt.
Claire did not hesitate to take the younger woman in her arms for a warm hug and she ran her hands then down Karen's sides and cupped them below her bottom cheeks as she helped her up onto the commodious bed. Karen daringly ran her finger over Claire's large protruding labia right down through her legs and the hair there to dab at Claire's puckered little anal rosette. Being treated as a younger person appealed to the soft side of the highly assertive Claire, who giggled like a schoolgirl and said, "I will, yes, if you decide to let me, mommy." When Claire finished enjoying her cum, Karen again probed the dark puckered anal opening with her index finger and again felt the imminent need Claire was having to sit on the toilet soon.
So attached, Maureen slowly pulled the tight control panties up and Lynn let out a little scream when she felt the prongs penetrating her inside channels. Lynn reddened in the face but sat on the toilet, pulled down the panties and took a breath without the prongs in her, and let her pee fly. It was about 8:00 A.M. on Saturday morning and Donna got out of bed and put her robe on, coming to the door with an annoyed look on her face, even though she really was thrilled with getting to watch Lynn on the toilet. Lynn did not wait for further instruction and lowered her tight control panties, allowing the prongs to slip out of her over-stimulated orifices, and with only her pajama tops on, got into Donna's bed and took her dominant niece in her arms.
Nick was quite a bit older than Glenda but he enjoyed the assertiveness of his wife and looked forward to seeing her spank his daughter with her panties down. Barbara, realizing her shame would be complete, and seeing her father staring at her soiled panties and at her pubic mound and vaginal lips on open display, bent over and held her bottom cheeks apart shamefully. Her legs splayed, showing all of her feminine charms to her father who tried not to be too obvious in his interest in seeing his daughter's private places, including the rosy vagina with puffy lips that was displayed lewdly during Barbara's increasingly movement of her legs during the spanking. Barbara frowned but walked over to her father and said, "I'm sorry, Dad, for not doing a better job at keeping myself clean and having Glenda need to spank me."
Deirdre took the little soft whip and quietly positioned in down beneath Laura's split and without warning, snapped it with some authority right into the open cleft that Laura had made as she held her own labia apart. "You know, Laura, that naughty girls are not permitted breaks for that purpose once the discipline has begun, so you will have to hold it, I'm afraid," Deirdre said in her firmest tone, anxiously hoping that her niece would lose control and that the colleagues would witness her releasing her pee stream down on the floor. "I think that is enough," Deirdre said calmingly, as she first wiped Laura as one would a small child who has lost urinary control out of fear, and then bade Laura to stand, retrieve her knickers and let her skirt down.
The family lawyer was Jennifer's long-time friend, Anne Marie, who took Joan aside after the funeral to let her know what was coming. Anne Marie's face showed a bit of coloring but she took a breath and answered, "Joan, I see that you are sincere in what you are asking and so, yes, I will be willing to do that for you. "I think some little girl is soon going to need to make a doo-doo," Joan said with a matter-of-factness that belied the deep embarrassment now on Anne Marie's face as she lay across Joan's lap. "Yes, Anne Marie, you took your spanking very well," Joan said.
"Then lift your skirt, Janice, and lower your panties to your knees," Valerie said in a pleasant tone that carried with it a hint of menace. "Yes, Miss Ellis," Janice answered in a smaller voice, as she realized that she was now ready to pee but would have to hold it in until Valerie allowed her to release her urine. Much to her surprise, a well-dressed, dark-haired younger woman then opened the door to the inner office, introduced herself as Lesley Crawford, and beckoned Janice to come inside, using her index finger. "Yes, Miss Crawford," Janice said, "I still get excited when a woman takes charge of me like that."
Karen proceeded to assert her dominance and soon Malinda found herself over her stepmoms lap with panties down and being spanked as if she were a far younger mischievous girl. Malinda felt shamed by having her stepmom watch as the girl excreted large movements into the pee at the base of the bowl with a splash. As Karen applied harsh slaps alternately to each cheek, Malinda heard her stepmom's pee hit the toilet bowl water followed by the plop of Karen 's excreting her shit. Karen secretly wanted Dennis to fuck his daughter but had been reconciled to limiting Malinda's involvement in their bedroom to this après-sex clean-up. Soon after they both came yet again, Malinda felt Karen's insinuating finger penetrate the stepdaughter's virgin anal opening.
Kathy commented on Henry's red panties, and Margaret answered that he now no longer needed to wear them daily. Recalling how Henry's mother had commented on his father's sloppiness in terms of wiping himself as evidenced by the skid marks in his undershorts, combined with how she had so readily submitted to Margaret's dominance, the young governess decided to test these waters. Now Margaret took Lucille over her lap and slowly pulled down the tight control panties. Margaret now invited Lucille to sit next to her on the bed and told Edward to get down between his wife's spread legs and pleasure her pussy with his tongue. Edward liked the velvety feeling inside his wife's cunt and Lucille appreciated the girth and power of her husband's cock as it penetrated her long-ignored vagina.
But Dorothy was still taken aback, though she was wise enough to remain calm, when Christine bent forward and quietly ordered the submissive teacher to hold her pussy lips apart so that Chris might insert the Super tampon. "I hope you manage to attend to your period more successfully from now on," Christine said in her strongest teacher's voice, "so that I don't need to change your tampon during your inspections at my house in front of my sister and brother-in-law." After hearing Christine relate the account of her initial panty inspection and toilet control of the submissive teacher, Susie let out a gasp of both excitement and fear.
"I know we ended our last get-together on a nice note but you apparently did not feel you needed to comply with my requirements that you behave like a grown-up woman who wipes herself carefully after using the toilet. Malinda realized she had to reciprocate for her stepmom's wiping earlier so she took some tissue from the toilet roll and began to clean Karen's crotch. "You are adjusting well," she said with a smile, "but there is more to come." She was thinking of what would ensue the next time Malinda misbehaved and found herself perched over the small bowl, striving to aim her pee and poo into its tiny top.
Karen moved by his side on the bed and started to run her nail up his shaft through the front of the panties and giggled as she saw the wet spot appear on the panties and gradually spread as Jamie involuntarily released cum—since he had just orgasmed, it was not the precum she had previously seen when teasing him like this. There was a small puddle in the corner but Claire took her by the hand and walked with her to the bathroom, where she directed her to pull down her panties and sit on the toilet, and then to wait for permission to resume peeing.
They proceeded to their own bedroom where, after checking to see that Kathy, Jamie's sister, was asleep in the guest room, they more or less fell into their bed, totally wiped out by the evening at Claire's. "You will be spanked whenever any of us feels you need it," Karen said rather offhandedly, and she reached down to unbutton the dropseat in Kathy's pajamas that would expose her bare bottom. "Yes, Miss Karen, I couldn't...couldn't keep my doody from coming out," Kathy confessed, shamed to her core and her face now as red as her spanked bottom.
Diana had no way of knowing that Deirdre had prepared for her visit to Laura's school by placing plastic gloves on her hands and harvesting some nettles from the far garden wall behind her home. "We will let them proceed to remind you of what happens when you misbehave and earn merited punishment." Diana had a difficult time refraining from shrieking as the nettles released their irritating elixir on her furrow right between her legs, and now she felt the insistent horrible itching on both her exposed anus in the back and her very sensitive clit in front.
She was surprised and angry to see her son Henry engaged in fucking his girlfriend Kathy while Margaret was sitting on the bed with her skirt up and bare pussy on display while Kathy's brother Robbie was sitting next to her with his arm around the governess. "I am sorry, Miss Margaret, for interrupting you here," Lucille said, trying to avoid tears at the shame she was incurring now that her son, as well as his girlfriend and her brother, would know of her subservience to the governess who ostensibly was employed by her. Lucille now followed Margaret's instructions and the three young people were astonished to see Henry's very formidable mother lift her long skirt and pull down her full-sized white panties to disclose a dark hairy bush.
"Did you inspect her before and after she did her business?" Miss Haynes asked the prefect in a rather business-like tone which Marcia and Linda heard and felt their faces redden as they continued to stare ahead at the wall. The bag was a large one but Miss Haynes released the clamp and allowed the warm water to flow down into Linda's rectum and colon in discrete portions by stopping the clamp every so often as she wanted the punishment to proceed without causing Linda the kind of cramping that the dominant teacher felt would actually interfere with the effectiveness of the humiliating treatment. Marcia felt for her friend but also realized that her own panties were getting quite wet from the excitement of seeing Linda exposed and humiliated during her period the way Miss Smithers conducted the class.
"Is Kathy home yet?" Karen asked, wondering if Jamie's sister, for whom he had little use because his own growing up years had been ruined by the cruelty with which Kathy and his mother had treated him, had secured a job. When Kathy told her, she took the slightly older woman in her arms and held her tight and assured her that she and Jamie loved her in spite of everything and that they would make sure she got the right position soon. "You can stay here," Karen said, knowing Jamie would not be happy, "but expect that Claire may want you in her house on a weekend now and then."
This desire to participate in the sexually-oriented activity of younger people has led some of these fathers to hire a young governess in her early 20s and place her in charge of offspring over 18 who are generally regarded as far too old to require such supervision. Jim did not yet know that Claudia had instituted a less revealing but even more intrusive added punishment by making Wendy or Ann use pads instead of tampons when they had their periods. All of the women were required to tell Claudia when they were menstruating and she kept a chart of that and also at times made one or more of her charges report to her when they needed to use the bathroom for any reason or had used it at work or school.
Susie giggled and said she felt like a naughty schoolgirl, first having been spanked and caned on all fours with everyone observing her bottom, and then being fingered by her sister and fucked by her husband while lying in bed next to her sister. Susie was worried that she would have trouble releasing her sphincter both in this squatting posture and in front of her husband and sister, while being made to urinate right on Jim. Jim really needed relief and it took no time at all for his cock to soften enough so a strong stream flowed rapidly from his peephole at the tip of his prong and aiming it with his fingers, managed with a grin to watch the pee stream hit Susie right between her spread labia.
"Judith," Lesley said firmly, after pointing to a low chair for her visitor to sit, "Janice informs me that you seem unwilling to deal with some quite capable students who just don't respond to being treated like the run of your pupils." "Miss Maples has agreed to be disciplined, Jan, so that she can resolve her problems with her students, likely by working with them on good projects that will advance everyone's interests," Lesley summarized for Janice. Janice knew but did not mention to Judith that the underwear she gave the Latin teacher consisted of two pairs of beige Spanx control panties that were likely going to be quite tight.
Samantha Harris was infuriated to hear from her daughter Dianne that, Grace Vincent, the 34-year-old governess Samantha had hired to supervise her two children, Dianne and Jason, both in their early 20s, had already misbehaved on the job. Diane cringed as she felt Grace's fingers pressing the sheet into her anal opening and Jason was surprised at how embarrassing it was for this governess person to be subjecting him to this indignity. "Dianne," Grace said smoothly, "you may sit on the high toilet seat there now instead of your potty for this one time and soon I will remove your plug and you may expel the enema into the glass jar that is below the seat.."
"Well, Lucille," she said firmly, picking up on her employer's asking her to address her so intimately, "there's no time like the present, so you had better lift your skirt and lower those panties for your inspection." Henry cringed at the idea of anyone—even Kathy, who had been allowed by Margaret to spank him—to see him in pink panties, but he decided to make the best of the situation and thank her again. "I'm going to spank you for messing these panties," she said with mock seriousness and a grin, "but I'm going to give you a note to Margaret saying that I've already disciplined you so I hope she won't feel the need to do it too."
In that embarrassing position, with panties and undershorts down and their anuses exposed as well as Susie's pudenda peeking through her open legs and Jim's scrotum visible, Chris took the plugs, rubbed a bit of lube on the business end and slowly inserted them in each anal opening. So when Dorothy mentioned a man she had been seeing, Chris smiled and mentioned that yes, he had been a year ahead of her when she was in school and was regarded as a good catch for someone back then. While they were getting started with dinner, her sister and brother-in-law could not hold back telling her the shame that they had felt that day when their immediate bodily needs brought on by the buttplugs had caused them to behave differently.
Karen, a lithe 42-year-old blonde, exercised authority in the household over her 25-year-old stepdaughter after marrying Malinda's father, Dennis, who was 20 years older than his new wife and cared only about the hot sex he was having in bed with her whenever he felt the urge. Then Malinda was surprised when Karen took her into her bedroom, told her to take off her panties and presented her with what looked like a tight pair of Spanx control underpants. "I find that these help you feel in control during your period," Karen told her, "so I want you to wear them." Malinda stated to protest but stopped herself: she knew by now that it was dangerous to argue with her stepmother.
Dianne and Jason, both in their 20s, had low-paying jobs so they had been subjected by their mother to being ruled at home by the 35-year-old Grace. "However," she went on quickly, "your mother has told me about something she just experienced that will result in her being disciplined." With that sentence unleashing a torrent of anticipation in Dianne and Jason, and now well-justified fear on the part of Samantha, Grace turned to her employer. "You apparently were unable to hold your pee until you reached the toilet," Grace lectured Samantha as all could now see the large yellow stain in the gusset of the white panties.
Maisie's daughter Laura was already there, visiting from Cambridge, where Laura was now, as surprising as the word continued to Beth, a Fellow at her old college. Laura nodded her agreement and then asked Beth quietly, "I know you're on hols but it would make me feel better if you showed me how you give a spanking or use the cane." Maisie watched with amazement as her old friend Beth reached into her capacious handbag and extracted a thin cane, not too long to fit in her handbag. Beth was not really enjoying herself watching her friend Maisie spank her daughter Laura.