Episode 13 The number of enquiries from men was starting to increase so Eileen and Jeanette decided to try a men’s evening to catch the men coming from work. They were getting all sorts of enquiries from men about enacting their fantasies so it would be a very varied evening. They decided to work it so that they would each be disciplining their client at the same time. The first client for Eileen wanted to be spanked by his strict mother so Eileen put on a plain skirt and blouse with an apron over the top. She took the middle aged man up to the lounge. Then she took a wooden spoon from a drawer. ‘You’ve been a very naughty boy and now mother is going to give you a good spanking. Take your trousers down.’ ‘I very sorry mother.’ Said the man as he took down his trousers. ‘You will be by the time I’ve finished with you.’ Said Eileen angrily. ‘Now get over my lap.’ The man got over Eileen’s lap and she ceremoniously pulled his underpants down. ‘Now for the spanking you’ve needed for a long time.’ Smack smack smack smack Eileen spanked away at the man’s bottom slowly turning it a bright shade of pink. ‘You’ve had this coming for a long time young man.’ ‘I’m sorry mother I won’t do it again.’ ‘You’re damn right you won’t if you know what’s good for you.’ Smack smack oowch smack ow smack o Eileen continued until the man’s backside was well and truly red. ‘I think young man that should be enough to teach you a lesson.’ ‘Yes mother it has.’ Said the man putting his hand back and rubbing his very sore looking backside. ‘Get up and put your trousers on.’ Ordered Eileen. The man got up and made himself presentable and Eileen led him back downstairs. Meanwhile Jeanette’s first client had arrived and after changing into short trousers Jeanette took him to the schoolroom. ‘You’re late again boy. What’s your excuse this time?’ Said Jeanette. ‘I was just late Miss.’ ‘Just late. Do you really think I’m going to tolerate that sort of behaviour?’ Demanded Jeanette. ‘No Miss. ‘ Miss will certainly not tolerate it and is going to do something about. Do you know what that might be?’ Asked Jeanette putting her face up close to the ‘boy’. ‘No Miss.’ ‘No? I think you do.’ ‘The cane Miss?’ ‘Well done, you’re learning fast. So I think we need to get started.’ Said Jeanette. She went to the cane in the corner, picked it up and gave it a swish. ‘Bend over’ The ‘boy’ bent over in time honoured fashion and touched his toes. ‘Six of the best for you boy.’ Said Jeanette. She drew back the cane Thhhwwwaacckk!! Thhwwaacckk!! Thhwwaacckkk!! Thhhwwwaacckk!! ‘Oooowwch’ Thhwwwaacckk!! ‘Oooooww’ Thhhwwaacckkk ‘Oooooow’ ‘I hope that teaches you not to be late again.’ Said Jeanette. ‘No miss.’ Replied the ‘boy’ getting up and rubbing his striped bottom. ‘Now get out.’ The man left the room and Jeanette soon followed. When she got downstairs Eileen had disappeared into the changing room to put on her headmistress attire for her next client. Jeanette likewise went to change. Eileen’s client arrived and she went upstairs to the office to await the errant schoolboy who had been sent to her. ‘Come in.’ Called Eileen as there was a knock at the door. A ‘boy’ in Pe shorts, vest and black plimsolls came in and stood in front of Eileen’s desk. ‘Yes, what is it?’ Asked Lisa in an irritated tone. ‘I’m busy.’ ‘Sorry Miss But I’ve been sent to you by the Mr Stern.’ Replied the ‘boy’. ‘Why?’ ‘For swearing Miss.’ ‘You know the rules about bad language don’t you.’ Said Eileen. ‘Yes Miss, but it wasn’t exactly my fault.’ ‘Whose fault was it then?’ ‘This other boy kicked me and I swore at him, it was an instant reaction.’ ‘So that makes it alright does it?’ ‘Well, sort of.’ ‘Sort of, my foot. What’s your name?’ ‘Benson, Miss.’ Eileen looked in a book she kept as a punishment book. ‘Well Benson, this is not the first time you’ve been in trouble for using bad language is it?’ The ‘boy’ looked down at the floor. ‘No Miss.’ ‘I see that on the previous occasion you were dealt with lightly, perhaps as a first offence. This time however things will be different; I shall not be so lenient. Put that chair in the middle of the floor and bend over the back.’ Ordered Eileen. While the boy was doing this Eileen got up and took the cane from the corner and walked slowly over to where the boy was bending over. A very nice target thought Eileen as she eyed the boy’s thin shorts tightly stretched across his bottom. ‘You will receive six strokes and keep still while you receive them.’ Said Eileen. ‘Yes Miss.’ Thwack!! Thwaacckk!! Thhwaacckk!! The ‘boy’ took the first three strokes without making a sound but once Eileen started to lay the cane across the previous ones things were different. Thwackkk!! ‘Oooowwww’ Thwaacckk!!! ‘Yeeeooowwch’ Thwaacckk ‘Aaaagh’ ‘Now get up.’ Ordered Eileen. ‘Thank you Miss.’ Said the ‘boy’ as he got up and vigorously rubbed his bottom. ‘Now get back to your class.’ The ‘boy’ left the room and went downstairs. Eileen followed shortly afterwards and arrived downstairs just as the man was emerging from changing out of his shorts. ‘You certainly know how to use that cane.’ He said to Eileen. ‘I have had a little practice.’ smiled Eileen. ‘I’m sure you have. Despite my sore backside I think I shall be back for another dose soon.’ ‘You’re very welcome.’ Said Eileen. The man paid his fee to Jennifer and left. Back upstairs Jeanette was into her session with her man. He wanted to be caned by a women dressed in Victorian clothes as he wanted to sample some Victorian strict discipline. ‘How many strokes do you want?’ Asked Jeanette. ‘Eight please; and I would like them bare.’ Replied the man. ‘That’s a bit strong if I may say so.’ Replied Jeanette. ‘I know Victorian discipline was harsh so I want to try it.’ Explained the man. ‘Very well, it’s your choice. Drop your pants and trousers.’ The man did just that and remained bent over. ‘Shall I start?’ Asked Jeanette. ‘Yes please.’ Thwaacckk!! ‘Ooowch’ Thwwaacckk!! ‘Ooooowww’ Jeanette looked at the man’s backside and watched the white lines appearing and turning red. She continued until six had been delivered and the man’s cries were getting louder. ‘Are you sure you want the eight?’ Asked Jeanette getting a little concerned. ‘Yes please.’ Gasped the man, who was clearly in a lot of pain. Thwaaacckk!! ‘Yeeeeoooowww’ ‘Last one.’ Said Jeanette. Thwaaaacccckkk’ Aaaaaaaggggghh’ The man leapt up, grabbed his bottom and walked around the room gasping for breath. ‘Are you sure you’re alright?’ Asked Jeanette getting very concerned. ‘I’ll be alright in a minute. Let me get my breath back.’ Replied the man. Jeanette put the cane away and then waited until the man had regained his composure. ‘Phew, I’m glad I survived that.’ Said the man. ‘Don’t think you’ll be sitting comfortably for some time.’ Replied Jeanette. ‘I think your right.’ Jeanette took the man downstairs and saw him safely on his way. ‘That was some caning I gave him.’ Said Jeanette to Eileen and Jennifer. ‘Why, what did he have?’ Asked Eileen. ‘Eight on the bare.’ Replied Jeanette. ‘I thought he was going to pass out at one stage.’ ‘Lucky he didn’t.’ Said Jennifer. ‘I know, we don’t want anything like that on our hands.’ Said Jeanette.
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