Lee Academy

by Gary

Parts [ 01 - 20 ] | [ 21 - 40 ] | [ 21 - 40 ] | [ 41 - 60 ] | [ 61 - 80 ] | [ 81 - 100 ]
Part 101 | Part 102 | Part 103*| Part 104 | Part 105 | Part 106| Part 107 | Part 108 | Part 109| Part 110 | Part 111
* Denotes has an alternative version.

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Part 101

The rest of the day was uneventful for the girls. They spent most of the day shopping and also going out to eat. Now, back at home, in the evening, they were in Beth's bedroom, and Beth was contemplating giving Neale a call. It wasn't that she didn't want to talk to Neale, she did. What was holding her back was not knowing what was happening at his house, whether he was being punished or not.

Finally, Beth picked her cell phone and made the call. To her surprise, it wasn't Neale that answered her call, despite her calling Neale's cell phone number, but Mrs. Cooper. Beth thought about hanging up, but realized her name would come up on caller ID.

“This is Mrs. Cooper, Miss Ashley.”

That was different, Neale's mom usually called her “Beth”. Plus her voice was noticeably cool.

“Hi Mrs. Cooper, may I speak to Neale?”

“Unfortunately, Neale is not in any position to talk to you right now.”

What Beth didn't know was that at that moment Neale was preoccupied, being across her mom's knees, his bottom bare and his mom holding a hairbrush, which rested on the top of his behind, which had some redness already. Mrs. Cooper decided to let Beth know where Neale was.

<SMACK!><SMACK!><SMACK!><SMACK!><SMACK!>
<SMACK!><SMACK!><SMACK!><SMACK!><SMACK!>

Beth heard the smacking sound as well as the sound of Neale's cries and realized the obvious, she had called in the midst of Neale being spanked.

“Hello, Miss Ashley? As you heard, yes, Neale is at this moment over my knees getting a good, hard spanking. I am sure you know why. I do want to ask you a couple of questions before I resume Neale's hairbrushing.”

“Y..es?”

“First, have you been punished at home for your behavior at the school?”

“Y..es.”

“Good. Secondly, I assume, since you called, you are interested in seeing Neale again. Well, I can't stop the two of you from seeing each other, but it will be against my wishes unless you come over here tomorrow morning.”

Beth gulped. She knew what agreeing to go over to Neale's house would mean. Her bottom tingled as she thought about it. And as she thought about it, she heard the sound of the hairbrush smacking bare skin through the phone. Beth sighed, she wanted to see Neale and not do it against the wishes of Neale's mom.

“Ok, I'll be there.”

Mrs. Cooper didn't respond right away, continuing the spanking as the sound of the spanks intermixed with the sound of Neale bawling. Then the sound of the spanking stopped.

“Ok, Miss Ashley, be here at 9:00. Do you have a shorter but not tight skirt?”

“I do.”

“Good, be sure to wear it. I'll see you at nine, then. Good evening.”

Beth heard the sound of the hairbrush once more as she ended the call. Across the room, Marylee knew something was wrong. Beth turned and told Marylee was happened. Then told Marylee that she need not go with her, that she would face the music herself. Marylee shook her head.

“I might be stupid, but I will go with you.”

Fate took a hand, however, as just that moment, there was a knock on the door, and Mrs. Ashley walked in, making the girls nervous.

“I just got a call from Betty Robertson. She has to go out of town for a couple of days, and the boys and I will be out of town as well. Could you two sort of keep tabs on Jimmy?”

“I guess Marylee can. I agreed to go over Neale's house tomorrow morning.”

Mrs. Ashley noticed the tone of Beth's voice.

“Is there something more you aren't telling me?”

Beth nodded.

“When I called, Mrs. Cooper answered the call on Neale's cell. She was in the middle of giving Neale a spanking. And she told me that if I wanted to see Neale with her blessing, I was to go over there tomorrow morning.”

“I see”, knowing what that meant. “That reminds me. I want both of you to get ready for bed. In pajamas tops only and in the corner. I'll be back in 30 minutes.”

The girls moaned, which only caused Mrs. Ashley to come over to each of them and smack their bottoms hard. “No moaning and do what you are told.”

With that, Mrs. Ashley left the room. Unhappily, the girls did what they were told, and when they were ready for bed, they put themselves in the corner, bare from the waist down, as they awaited Mrs. Ashley's arrival.

It was quite a sight for Mrs. Ashley when she returned to the bedroom, carrying both her hairbrush and a stool. Placing the stool down, she sat on the stool and called her daughter over to her.

“Turn around Beth and come over to me. Marylee, you are stay facing the corner, I do not want you to turn around to look at Beth's spanking.”

Beth walked over to her mother who guided her across her lap. Keeping the hairbrush in her left hand, Mrs. Ashley began the spanking using just the palm of her right hand. Hard hand spanks caused Beth to let out “Ows and Ouches” as Mrs. Ashley rapidly smacked her bare bottom.

Soon, Beth was in tears from the painful handspanking and Mrs. Ashley paused. Moving the hairbrush to her right hand, the spanking resumed at a slower but steady pace, with hard hairbrush spanks, causing Beth's crying to escalate eventually to loud sobbing and bawling. As Beth was being spanked, Marylee could only cringe knowing she was next.

The spanking finally ended with Beth's behind crimson, as she was stood up and the bawling girl was put back in the corner. Beth so wanted to rub, but knew better, so kept her hands in front of her to help resist the temptation. She was also reminded, as Marylee was previously, to not turn around.

As Beth stood in the corner, Marylee was taken to the stool where she was put over Mrs. Ashley's knees. Like Beth, her spanking started with a handspanking that continued until Marylee was in tears and that was followed up with a painful hairbrush spanking that left Marylee bawling and with a crimson bottom of her own.

Stood up, Marylee was put back in the corner, and now both girls had their noses in the corner. Mrs. Ashley left the stool in their room for now and left the bedroom, leaving the door open. Not hearing the door close, the girls knew that they better not reach back and rub as they knew Mrs. Ashley could very well check up on them.

15 minutes later, Mrs. Ashley returned and gave them permission to leave the corner and go to bed. As she picked up the stool, the two girls rushed to their bed and without bothering to put their bottoms on laid down on their stomachs, reaching back to rub their well-spanked behinds. Smiling at the sight, Mrs. Ashley left the bedroom, shutting the light off behind her.

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Part 102

After a somewhat restless sleep for the girls, they were up early to get ready for the upcoming day. In Beth's case, there was plenty of nervousness, knowing that the day would be one of unpleasantness. Remembering the directions of Mrs. Cooper, Beth put on a skirt that she hadn't worn in a while, a pleated skirt that was on the short side. Marylee, without any clothes requirement, decided to wear a dress rather than jeans or shorts. She had to go next door earlier than when Beth had to leave for the Cooper's, so leaving Beth still at home, she went next door.

She was met next door by Mrs. Robertson, who was looking harried and aggravated.

“Hi Marylee, Jimmy is in the living room. I appreciate your doing this for me. While I am away, you and Beth, when she is around, have complete authority, which I think you know what that means. Now I have to go.”

Mrs. Robertson left, as Marylee wondered why Jimmy wasn't present to say goodbye to his mom.

“Strange,” she thought, as she made her way to the living room.

Marylee stopped short. What she saw was a teenaged James Robertson standing in the corner, bare from the waist down and with a note pinned to the back of the vest he was wearing. As she approached Jimmy, Marylee noticed a hairbrush on the coffee table. Standing right behind Jimmy, she was able to read the note.

“Marylee, I have been real bratty this morning. Please give me a good spanking with the hairbrush.”

“Well, I guess you have been a naughty boy this morning.”

A blushing Jimmy Robertson stayed silent. Marylee went over and picked up the hairbrush and was about to take Jimmy out of the corner to a nearby chair when she had a second thought.

“James Robertson, you're going to find out what happens to bratty boys.”

Marylee walked over to the kitchen, grabbed one of the stools there and brought it into the living room. Setting it down, she walked over to Jimmy, and taking him by his ear, marched him over to the stool. Sitting down on the stool, Marylee turned the teenager over her knees. Resting the hairbrush on the summit of Jimmy's behind, Marylee lectured him.

“I hope you can behave yourself the rest of the time your mom is away. Otherwise, your bottom will be paying for your misbehavior.”

As he laid over Marylee's knees, his arms and legs dangling, Jimmy nervously awaited the first smack of the hairbrush. The last thing he expected this morning was to end up over Marylee's knees, especially so soon. But he let his mouth get the best of him and now he was about to have his behind spanked by Beth's friend. The moment that he felt the brush no longer touching his bottom, he tensed, awaiting the first smack of the wooden brush on his bare seat.

<SMACK!>

The first smack of the brush brought a loud “OW!” from Jimmy and was followed by a steady stream of spanks that caused Jimmy to yell out continuously. Soon enough, his yells turned to tears. Still Marylee continued to apply the hairbrush to the crying teen, whose tears soon were changed to sobs and eventually to sobbing as Jimmy's behind turned from pale to pink and soon to crimson. Once Jimmy was wailing, Marylee ended the spanking.

With Jimmy still bawling, she stood him up and put him back in the corner, reminding him to not rub or he would be right back over her knees. As she kept an eye on Jimmy, she took a glance outside and saw Beth's car exit the driveway.

“So,” Marylee thought, “Beth was on her way to Neale Cooper's house.” Marylee cringed and felt bad for Beth, knowing that Beth would be in for a tough time. And while she originally volunteered to go with her, and meant it, a part of her was glad she was spared what Beth was facing. Marylee turned away from the window and made sure Jimmy was keeping his hands away from his bottom.

After 30 minutes, she would release him from the corner and she would be go back next door until lunch time.

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Part 104

After leaving the mall, Mrs. Cooper, together with Beth and Neale, drove to a supermarket and like she did at the mall, both Beth and Neale had to continue to have their hands help as they entered the store.

At that time, Mrs. Cooper told Neale and Beth to hold on to the side of the shopping cart, causing Beth to complain.

“Is this really necessary?”

Mrs. Cooper didn’t say a word, but answered Beth by bending Beth over, lifting up her skirt and smacking Beth’s seat ten times, causing Beth to cry out in pain.

“Does that answer your question, Elizabeth or do I need to take out my hairbrush?”

Beth could only respond, “Yes, Mrs. Cooper, I am sorry.”

With that settled, the three of them continued the shopping, with Beth and Neale very self-conscious and wishing they were anywhere else. Only going thru the checkout line, were they able to let go of the cart, but once Mrs. Cooper paid for the groceries and left the checkout line, again Beth and Neale had to hold on to the cart as they made their way to the car.

After loading the car, they returned to Neale’s home where they brought the groceries inside. Once that was done, both Neale and Beth were taken to separate corners, and Mrs. Cooper lowered Neale’s shorts and underpants and then lifted Beth’s skirt and pinned it up in back.

“You are to keep your noses in the corner and not look around.”

For the next hour, the two of them had to remain facing the corner, both wondering when they would be allowed out.

The found out when the corner time ended when Neale was told to pull his underpants and shorts up. However, Beth’s skirt remained pinned in back. Then both of them were told to go to the dining room table for supper.

It was a quiet, early dinner, with Neale and Beth wondering what would come next. Once the table was cleared, they found out.

Mrs. Cooper took them by the hand out the front door and what Beth and Neale saw made them shiver. On the front railing they saw a pair of pillows hanging over them. They knew what they faced.

“Ok, Neale and Beth, bend yourself over those pillows. I want your behinds sticking up in the air.”

Unhappily, Beth and Neale complied with Mrs. Cooper’s instructions and bent over the railing facing the street. Both felt Mrs. Cooper adjusting them so their behinds were indeed sticking up. Then Neale felt his shorts and underpants pulled down.

Beth wondered what they would be spanked with. It didn’t take long to find out when she heard the whoosh of a strap, then the sound it hitting skin and Neale yelling out in pain. Then another whoosh and she felt the first smack of the belt across her bottom.

“YEOOOWWW!”

She yelped in pain. Then, alternately, Mrs. Cooper applied the belt to their behinds until she had administered 25 painful spanks while both Beth and Neale bawled from the pain of the strapping on their already sore bottoms.

After a few minutes of remaining bent over the railing, Beth was helped up to her feet and then bent over and found herself getting ten painful hand spanks from Mrs. Cooper.

“Ok, Beth, you can go home now and you do have my blessing to see Neale in the future. Hopefully, I won’t have to repeat this again.”

Sobbing, Beth got into her car, gingerly sitting down, and, with tears still streaming down her cheeks, headed home.

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Part 105

A few days have passed since Beth was punished by Mrs. Cooper. Since then, she took advantage of being able to see Neale and they spent time together, allowing Beth to forget the painful day she spent with Neale and Mrs. Cooper. It also allowed Beth to not thing about her upcoming trip to Mrs. Anderson’s.

But eventually, the morning of that day arrived. As it arrived, Beth’s nervousness increased as she had no illusions of what she would, at least eventually, would face.

Too soon, she arrived at the home of Mrs. Donovan. She sat in her car for a few moments, as if trying to gather courage to get out of the car and walk toward the front door. Finally, with a sigh, she got out of her car, retrieved her luggage and walked to the front door.

It was just a few moments before the door opened. Standing there, wearing a green dress, the same one she was wearing the last time she had seen her, was Mrs. Anderson, with a frown.

“Well, you finally decided to leave your car, Miss Ashley. Come on in.”

Beth walked and as soon as she did, she felt her left arm grabbed and then her body turned.

<SMACK!>

“OWW!!!”

Despite the slacks she was wearing, she felt the impact of the sharp spank to her covered bottom. Then, her arm still held, she found herself led over to another room, an office she assumed.

She was taken over to the desk and Mrs. Anderson pulled out a chair and sat down. Pulling Beth in front of her, she reached over and undid Beth’s belt and then unbuttoned her slacks and lowered them below her knees. As she stood there, being undressed, Beth felt like a little kid about to be punished. Her panties soon found their way below her knees and then she was taken across Mrs. Anderson’s lap. Mrs. Anderson was a large woman, easily able to support Beth’s weight.

“It seems to be that you weren’t able to behave yourself in the last semester of school. Oh, yes, I know what happened. I guess you forgot about the spanking I gave you. Well, luckily for you, the twins and Melanie are away until tomorrow, so we can spend some ‘quality time’ together.”

Unknown to Beth, Mrs. Anderson reached over to a desk drawer and quietly pulled it out and removed one of her spanking hairbrushes. It was where she kept it when she had determined that one or more of her children needed to be punished.

As she laid across Mrs. Anderson’s lap, Beth awaited the inevitable. She remember how painful the spanking she received previously from Mrs. Anderson and gritted her teeth.

She didn’t have to wait long as she felt the first smack of the hairbrush on her bare bottom and Beth yelled out in pain.Then, methodically, Mrs. Anderson applied smack after smack on Beth’s upturned bottom. The loud hairbrush spanks rang out in the room as did Beth’s cries of pain. Soon, she was crying steadily and her bottom was reddening.

Then suddenly the spanking stopped.

“Now that I have your attention, there are some things to go over. First, I want to tell you that Mr. Anderson and I have separated. The twins and Melanie are with their father and he will be bringing them back tomorrow.”

“Secondly, as I am pretty sure you know, I am very strict. That goes for the children and also for you. Any misbehavior by them or you will mean a spanking. The only concession I will make for you is that I won’t spank you in the presence of the children. If you do something that displeases me, and the children are around, your punishment will be delayed. Fortunately, when this house was built, there was created a couple of soundproofed rooms were created.”

“Third, my rule for the children is that they get spanked wherever they misbehave. It doesn’t matter if it’s in public or not. I know you aren’t unfamiliar with being spanked in public, so you are subject to the same as well.”

“While you are here, you will be in charge of their spankings. I expect you to spank hard and spank whenever and wherever they misbehave. In addition, the twins and Melanie get spankings every Sunday morning, no matter what. You will also get spanked every Sunday as well.”

Beth was astounded by what she was hearing and couldn’t help herself.

“My goodness, that’s awful, their bottoms probably never get pale!!”

Mrs. Anderson shook her head.

“Oh they do, young lady. Talking back, I guess I will make sure your bottom doesn’t get pale the rest of the day!!!”

Beth cringed at what was promised her.

Mrs. Anderson continued Beth’s orientation, while Beth remained across her lap. Beth knew that the spanking wasn’t over yet.

Then, after telling Beth all she needed to know, the spanking did resume. Once again, the hairbrush spanks rained down on Beth’s behind, smacking left, right, across the center, then down where Beth’s sits, causing even louder wails from Beth. The spanks continued to fall as Beth sobbed and bawled. Her loud wails eventually turning to one constant wail, until finally the spanking ended.

It was an extremely well-spanked girl that was stood up in marched to a nearby empty corner, where Beth was stood in, nose to the corner and told not to rub.

Beth continued bawling and it took all her willpower to not reach back and rub her bottom. Slowly, her sobbing subsided as the pain she felt in her behind slowly but not completely lessened.

It seemed ages, but 30 minutes later, she was allowed to pull up her panties and slacks and Mrs. Anderson showed her the rest of the house and the room where she would be staying. Leaving Beth in her room, Mrs. Anderson told Beth she had a couple of hours to herself before lunch.

Once Mrs. Anderson left the room, Beth laid down on the bed, feeling very sorry for herself and wondering what was in store for her later that day.

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Part 106

Beth was feeling somewhat better when she entered the kitchen for lunch. Not that she wasn’t reminded of her earlier spanking, as her bottom was still sore from the painful hairbrush spanking Mrs. Anderson had given her.

Pulling out a chair, Beth eased herself down on the chair as she winced as her bottom made contact with the un-upholstered chair. For the next hour, she and Mrs. Anderson discussed more about the twins and Melanie, as well as all the responsibilities that was expected of Beth’s new job.

Once the meal had ended and everything cleaned up, Mrs. Anderson informed Beth that they would heading to the mall. Remembering Mrs. Anderson’s threat, the fact they were going out in public worried Beth, but she had little choice in the matter. It was like someone heading to be punished, wondering how it would happen.

Once in the mall, Mrs. Anderson guided Beth to the large department store that anchored the mall. Inside, they headed for the Women’s Department.

Once there, Mrs. Anderson explained. “Most times Beth, I want you to be wearing a skirt, but not a tight one. Here, like this.”

Mrs. Ashley had pulled out a pleaded skirt, similar to what school girls wore when subject to a specific dress code. Looking at the skirt, and then at Beth, she continued.

“I think this might fit you. Let’s take this to the dressing room.”

It was when they arrived at the dressing room, that Beth got a surprise. She was not allowed to try on the skirt on her own, but Mrs. Anderson had intended to join her in the large dressing room.

“You mean I can’t try this on myself?”

Mrs. Anderson scolded her as if she was her mother and Beth a teenager.

“Don’t argue with me and do what I tell you to do.”

Beth let out a big sigh and both entered the room. Once inside, Mrs. Anderson sat down on the bench, and made Beth stand in front of her. Beth realized that Mrs. Anderson intended to undress her, again treating Beth as a younger child.

Realizing she had little choice, Beth had to remove her shoes and then stand there while Mrs. Anderson lowered her slacks and Beth stepped out of them. Mrs. Anderson then had Beth put the skirt on.

Looking at Beth, Mrs. Anderson commented how well Beth looked wearing the skirt. Beth, however, thought differently, and expressed her opinion.

“I think I look awful, do I actually have to wear this?”

Mrs. Anderson didn’t like Beth’s remark. She grabbed Beth’s arm and Beth found herself across a lap for the second time that day.

“I expect you to wear skirts most of the time. I think you look fine and, besides, it’s more convenient. It will be much easier to bare your bottom for a spanking.”

Beth then felt the back of the skirt flipped up and then to her horror, her panties lowered. Then, like a naughty girl who had misbehaved in public, she felt the first smack of Mrs. Anderson’s hand on her bare behind.

It was followed up by a rapid volley of spanks that soon had Beth crying. Then the spanking stopped and Beth was stood up.

“Any more complaints about the skirt, Miss Ashley?”

Beth knew she had better not have any and replied in the negative.

“Good. Remember, I have a hairbrush in my pocket book and I won’t hesitate to use it.”

Chastened, Beth stood there as Mrs. Anderson gathered Beth’s slacks and they left the dressing room. Beth’s face turned red when she saw customers standing there, curious looks on their faces, wondering who was getting spanked in the dressing room. They were surprised to see that it wasn’t a young child but a young adult.

Mrs. Anderson ignored them as she went and picked four more skirts in the same size and then headed to the registers.

Beth tried to not make eye contact with anyone, including the clerk that was ringing up the order. To Beth’s embarrassment, it was a girl who didn’t seem to be much older than Beth, if that.

To make matters worse, she had a look on her face, as if she had heard the spanking and enjoyed hearing it. She confirmed it when she remarked to Mrs. Anderson,

“I guess your daughter was naughty?”

Mrs. Anderson didn’t hesitate. Yes, she was. And found out I don’t tolerate naughtiness at all. Isn’t that right, young lady?”

At first, Beth didn’t reply. That was not a good idea, as Mrs. Anderson flipped up Beth’s skirt and gave her five hard smacks to her panty covered bottom.

Beth yelped from the sharp smacks. “Yes, yes, you do.”

Beth felt the back of her skirt released.

“You need to learn to answer me and not be rude.”

Meanwhile the young clerk smiled at Beth’s smacking and her discomfort. She only wished that it was done on the bare bottom.

Finally they left the store. From there they headed to a nearby furniture store. Beth wondered what was in store for her there.

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Part 107

As Beth and Mrs. Anderson entered the furniture store, Beth couldn’t help but wonder what her employer had in mind. Somehow, she assumed it would be something unpleasant.

As they entered the part of the store that contained chairs and stools, a sinking feeling came over Beth. The feeling was confirmed when Mrs. Anderson went over to where various stools were displayed. She picked one and sat down on it. As she tested the stool’s stability, she called Beth over.

“Beth, come here please.”

Beth blushed, as she knew what Mrs. Anderson intended.

“Please ma’am” she protested. But to no avail.

“Beth, arguing with me again? Now get over her this minute!”

Downcast, Beth walked over and found herself over to Mrs. Anderson’s right side and then helped across her employer’s knees. She felt herself adjusted as she laid dangling over Mrs. Anderson’s knees.

“Seems like it’s pretty stable, wouldn’t want you to fall off in the middle of a spanking. Now, as to your arguing....”

Beth felt the back of her skirt being raised and her panties tugged down. She felt so exposed, bared in the middle of the store. Then the first smack of Mrs. Anderson’s hand smacked hard across her bottom.

“Yeowwww!!!!”

Then in a rapid, machine-gun regularity, Mrs. Anderson applied smack after smack on Beth’s already sore bottom. Soon, Beth couldn’t think about being bared in public, but just about the burning that the hand spanking was creating with smack after smack. Finally, the hand spanks stopped. Beth, sobbing, sort of tried to get up.

“Did I say you can get up? I’ll let you know when the spanking is over.”

Beth groaned. Unknown to Beth, Mrs. Anderson reached into her pocketbook and took out her hairbrush. However, it wouldn’t be a secret for long as Mrs. Anderson raised her arm and landed a painful smack of the hairbrush across the summit of Beth’s upturned behind. Beth let out a loud wail as Mrs. Anderson methodically applied ten resounding spanks to the soon to be crimson bottom as Beth wailed in pain.

“Now the spanking is over.”

Mrs. Anderson helped Beth off her knees, and then pulled up Beth’s panties and Beth sobbed. It was then that Beth and Mrs. Anderson noticed the salesperson standing nearby. To Beth’s chagrin, the salesperson had no sympathy for her.

“It’s good to see that good old-fashioned discipline is still be practiced. My teens think I am only the only parents that still spanks. More parents should be like you and there would be less delinquency. There's nothing better than frequent spankings for naughty boys and girls, no matter what their ages."

Mrs. Anderson expressed her agreement.

“I agree. As you can see, I have no problem with administering a good, sound spanking when and where they misbehave. I don’t care who is watching.”

“Oh yes. My teens have spent many a time over my knees in public having their bare behinds spanked.

I also couldn’t help but notice how this young lady (looking at Beth) looked so childish across your knees while you sat on that stool. Perhaps it’s something I could consider for my teens when they misbehave at home.”

If Beth was embarrassed by being publicly spanked by Mrs. Anderson, she would find herself even more embarrassed shortly.

“Yes, it really made her bottom really stick up and it keeps her arms and legs dangling and I can keep her well-controlled. I have an idea, why don’t you sit on the stool and put Beth over your knees and see for yourself?”

Beth was aghast.

“NOOO, please!!!”

That only caused Mrs. Anderson to flip up Beth’s skirt and apply two solid spanks of the hairbrush to Beth’s panty-clad bottom.

“If you don’t mind, I would like that.”

The salesperson then took her seat on the stool, and then she called Beth over.

“Young lady, over my knees.”

Beth sighed and did what she was told. Once more, she found herself across a pair of knees, this time over the knees of a complete stranger. She felt herself being adjusted as if the salesperson was trying to get Beth in the perfect position to spank her. She only hoped that it would be a far as it would go. But, no.

“As long as you have her across your lap, it shouldn’t be wasted.”

Beth bit her tongue. As she felt her skirt once more flipped up.

“You know, once I put one of my kids across my lap, they never get off my lap until their behinds have been well-spanked. Thanks for not letting my streak end.”

Beth felt her panties tugged down and then the spanking began. Over and over, the salesperson applied her hand to Beth’s crimson bottom was Beth bawled. Beth never thought it would never end, but finally it ended.

“I usually spank longer than this, but her bottom was already red. She’ll have trouble sitting down, which is appropriate.”

Once more, Beth was stood up and her panties raised. The salesperson thanked Mrs. Anderson for allowing her to “test-drive” the stool and said she would buy one for her home. For her part, Mrs. Anderson paid for the stool and they left the store, with Beth, crying, carrying the stool, as she wondered if those she passed by, knew the purpose of the stool.

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Part 108

After arriving back at the Anderson’s, Beth was able to go to her bedroom and lie face down on the bed, reaching under her skirt to rub her sore bottom. As she did so, she was hoping that she would avoid being spanked prior to her promised Sunday spanking.

That evening Mrs. Anderson went out, leaving Beth alone, for which she was grateful. She took a long bath, soothing and hastening the healing of her bottom, so much so that by the time she went to bed, she felt like a new person.

The next morning, she entered the kitchen, wearing one of the pleated skirts that was bought for her the previous day, again feeling like she was a school girl. Breakfast was quiet, with Mrs. Anderson looking like she was thinking about something.

Once breakfast was over, Mrs. Anderson asked Beth to accompany her to the living room. Still sitting there was the stool, right where Beth had left it the previous day. To her dismay, Mrs. Anderson walked over to the stool and sat down.

“Come here, Beth, I have something to tell you.”

Head down, Beth walked over, wondering what she had done wrong. Beth found herself in a too familiar position as she was turned over Mrs. Anderson’s knees, her arms and legs dangling in the air. She felt the back of her skirt flipped up and then her panties lowered.

“I just got a call from my husband. He’s not returning the children here and is requesting custody. I have decided to not fight him on this. The boys will still continue to go to Lee Academy. This means, however, that I no longer have a need for your services. I will pay you for two weeks and also one further reminder to behave and then you can return home.”

Beth was happy to hear that she could go home and get two weeks pay, but not happy about the other part, which began immediately.

<SMACK!!>

Beth yelped as she felt the first smack of a hairbrush across her bottom. Then nine more times the hairbrush smacked her bottom, each smack given with much vigor and leaving Beth sobbing. She was then stood up, and after pulling up her panties, she quickly ran to her room to pack. So anxious that she didn’t change out of her skirt. Going downstairs, she ignored Mrs. Anderson and opened the front door, closed it behind her and got into her car for the ride home, her bottom tingling from the short but intense spanking she had received.

Distracted by the spanking and the turn of events that Beth had not paid attention to the speed she was going until she heard the sound of a siren behind her and flashing lights.

“Oh no,” Beth exclaimed to herself as she pulled over to the side of the road. She hoped she would get just a warning, but no, the state policeman wrote up a ticked and handed it to her, as well as lecturing her on the dangers of speeding.

A chastened Beth then continued on, being careful to stick to the speed limit. Finally, she arrived home and opened the front door. What she heard was the sound of a hairbrush smacking a bare bottom and loud sobbing. She wondered whether it was Jay or Justin and decided to find out.

Entering the living room, where the spanking was taking place, she saw that it was her youngest brother, Justin, sprawled across his mother’s knees, while the hairbrush repeatedly smacked his crimson bottom.

Pausing the spanking, Mrs. Ashley looked up.

"Hi dear, I heard you were returning home. Once I finish with Justin, we can talk. Can you imagine, he got a speeding ticket? I told him he would be going across my knees if that happened. Maybe he didn’t believe me, but now he does.”

The spanking resumed as Beth stood there, dumbfounded and her bottom tingling. Finally, the spanking ended, and as usually was the case, Justin was marched to the corner and placed there facing the corner.

Her mother came over and hugged Beth and then looked at her face.

“What’s the matter, you have a strange look on your face.”

One thing Beth could never get away with her mom, lying to her or avoiding looking guilty.

“Ok, Beth, out with it. You know I can tell when you have done something I wouldn’t approve of.”

Beth took a look at Justin’s red bottom and blurted out, almost in tears.

“I got a speeding ticket”.

“You too? Oh my, you know what that means?”

“Aren’t I too old to be spanked?”

“Goodness no. Your brothers aren’t and neither are you. And I bet you were spanked at Mrs. Anderson’s, right?”

Beth nodded and felt her wrist grabbed and found herself being taken to the nearby armless chair, the one which her mom had just vacated.

“It’s been a while since I had to hand out two spankings, one after the other, but I am sure I can still do it.”

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Part 109

Having been taken over to the nearby chair, one which was just recently occupied, Beth found herself being helped across her mother’s lap. Her skirt was quickly flipped up and Beth felt her panties being lowered.

“Hmmm, I see your behind has a little blush to it. But, never mind, it will soon be a lot redder.”

Seeing her brother just get spanked with the hairbrush, Beth had no illusions that she would be spared the same and the first smack confirmed it as the hairbrush smacked hard across her bare bottom.

“YEOW!!”

Beth yelled out in pain, as the hairbrush methodically continued smacking her bottom. Soon, Beth was in tears as painful smack after smack rained down. Then, the spanking was interrupted by the ringing of the front door bell. Beth thought perhaps that she would be let up, but that wasn’t the case.

“Come on in,” Mrs. Ashley called out in a loud voice.

“MOM!!!! NO!!!!! Let me up!!!”

“No, you’ll stay right where you are.”

The front door opened and in walked Mary Lee, who was shocked to see her friend across her mother’s knees while in the corner stood her younger brother, Justin, displaying a red bottom himself.

“Hello Mary Lee. As you can see, I am in the middle of punishing Beth. Both Justin and Beth have received speeding tickets and that means an automatic spanking.”

If Beth thought she would get some sympathy from her friend, she would be disappointed.

“I am sorry to hear that, but I am not surprised about Beth getting caught speeding.”

“Why do you say that?”

“On our rides between here and Lee Academy, I have repeatedly warn her about going too fast. In fact, I promised to give her a spanking if she ever got stopped for speeding. But I see she is getting the spanking right now.”

Beth buried her face in her hands, hearing this.

“Really, well, I think you should keep your promises. Once her behind recovers from this spanking, you should give her your promised spanking.”

Beth groaned.

“I think Beth is anxious to get the rest of this spanking. Have a seat while I finish turning Beth’s bottom nice and red.”

The spanking resumed and once more the hairbrush smacked repeatedly Beth’s fiery bottom, causing fresh tears and then bawling and wailing until finally Beth was one soundly spanked girl. Putting the hairbrush down, Mrs. Ashley helped Beth up and marched her to a nearby empty corner and placed Beth nose first in the corner and told Beth to hold her skirt up in back and reminded Beth about the no-rubbing rule.

Mrs. Ashley then picked up the hairbrush and walked over to Justin. She had him step back, and then bend over slightly. Putting her left arm across his back, she applied five resounding smacks to his bare bottom, causing Justin to yell out in pain.

“Ok. Justin, you can pull up your clothes. Your punishment is over.”

Justin quickly did so, and walked briskly out of the living room.

“Mary Lee, while Beth’s in the corner, let’s have a cup of coffee. Oh, and Beth, don’t think I won’t check up on you.”

As Mary Lee and Mrs. Ashley left the room, Beth didn’t dare reach back to rub and could only think about the spanking she would be getting from Mary Lee. About 20 minutes later, Beth heard footsteps entering the room. She felt herself being moved back and Beth braced herself for what was to come. She was bent over, felt her mom’s arm across her back and then felt ten resounding smacks of the hairbrush across her burning bottom, causing Beth to sob once again.

“Not fair, you only gave five extra spanks to Justin!!” Beth complained.

“You’re older than him and should know better. If you want, I can put you over the back of the couch and get my paddle.”

“No, thank you, I am sorry.”

“You better be and you better not get another speeding ticket or you really will be sorry.”

Beth felt her panties being raised.

“Your punishment is over. You may go now.”

Once out of the corner, her skirt fell down and Beth, along with Mary Lee, went to Beth’s room. Once there, Mary Lee and Beth told each other about what was happening since. Mary Lee had news that she was seeing someone, a boy younger than her who still lived at home. Mary Lee chuckled as she told Beth that it appears that he is still subject to getting spanked, as one time his mom had, in her presence, warned him to be back before 12:00 midnight and when he complained, she told him that if he comes home after that, he will be going over her knees. She said that he blushed at his mom’s remarks, but Mary Lee told him later to not be embarrassed about it since she knew others his age that still got spanked. Hearing that, Beth blushed as she was one of those Mary Lee was referring to.

Later, at lunch, Beth found out why Mary Lee had arrived at her home. It seems that Mrs. Ashley had received a call from Mr. Anderson, who wanted to hire both of them as “nannies” for the summer. He understood that Beth may have been unfairly treated by his wife and that it wouldn’t be the case if they accepted the job. He also told Mrs. Ashley, that despite his wife’s harshness, he understood that there would be occasions where the twins or Melanie would misbehave and that Beth and Mary Lee would have a free hand in discipline. Both girls, needing and wanting a job, said it sounded acceptable and Mrs. Ashley gave them Mr. Anderson’s phone number. And later that day, a call was made and arrangements were made to go to Mr. Anderson’s house that Monday morning.

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Part 110

The next day, both Beth and Mary Lee slept late in to the morning. Beth thought about the spanking that Mary Lee had promised her, one that Mrs. Ashley had endorsed while Beth laid across her mother's knees, in the midst of being spanked. However, Mary Lee never mentioned anything about it and Beth wasn't going to remind her of it.

That evening Beth and Mary Lee went out with Neale and Mary Lee's new boyfriend. Once more, nothing was said about the events of the previous afternoon. However, on the ride back to Beth's house, it became clear that Mary Lee hadn't forgotten.

“Beth, instead of going straight home, let's go that nearby mall.”

Beth didn't understand, “Huh? It's closed.”

“Yes, I know it's closed. For what I have in mind, you should be grateful it is closed. I don't want to wake up the whole house while I give you the spanking you have coming to.”

“Oh, Mary Lee, you don't have to. Please,” Beth pleaded.

“Beth, I promised your mom I would and I am not going to go back on that promise. Besides, you deserve it. Now, no more arguing or maybe I'll wait until tomorrow when the mall opens.”

Beth didn't dare to see if Mary Lee was serious or not, so she kept quiet as she pulled into the mall's parking lot. Beth was grateful that, as she expected, the parking lot was deserted. She stopped the car and Mary Lee got out, telling Beth to do the same.

Mary Lee then went and got in the back seat and told Beth to follow her. But just before Beth got the back seat, Mary Lee told her to drop her jeans, which Beth relunctantly did.

“It's a good thing I have enough room here, Beth. Otherside, we'd have to go to that bench. Now, lay across my lap.”

With a sigh, Beth did as she was told. Once across, she felt her panties lowered.

“Hopefully, Beth, there will be no more speeding tickets.”

Unknown to Beth, Mary Lee had Mrs. Ashley's hairbrush in her pocketbook and also unknown to Beth, she was now holding it in her hand.

<SMACK>

<SMACK>

With the first two smacks, Beth found out about the hairbrush. And as the spanks began raining down on her upturned bottom, she found out that Mary Lee was very serious about giving her a sound spanking.

Methodically, the spanks kept on coming as Beth soon had tears tricking down and eventually streaming down as she sobbed, wailed and bawled. Not an inch of her bottom was spared, and her bottom turned crimson. It seemed forever, but finally the painful spanking ended.

“You are to leave your clothes at half mast. Once I have gone to the front, you can lie down in back.”

Beth sobbed the whole time as they arrived back at Beth's house. Only then was Beth allowed to pull her clothes up. Not a word was said as they went inside and to the bedroom.

By the next morning, Beth could still feel the effects of the spanking as she gingerly sat herself down at breakfast, something that her mom had noticed. It was just her mom, Beth and Mary Lee there, fortunately.

“Well, I guess Mary Lee did what she promised. I see that it must have been a good, sound spanking. Good for you, Mary Lee.”

“OW, yes she did. I guess I did deserve it.”

With that, the spanking was in the past and after breakfast, they got ready to leave for Mr. Anderson's house.

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Part 111

A couple of hours after breakfast, Beth and Mary Lee loaded their luggage in Beth's car and headed out to Mr. Anderson's new home. By that time, Beth was able to sit comfortably and put Mary Lee's spanking behind her.

It was a different feeling this time as opposed to when she was heading to Mrs. Anderson's home. None of the nervous anticipation, or apprehension she felt then. The ride was about 50 minutes long and during the ride the two girls talked about what each thought it would be like.

Finally, they arrived. As they pulled into the driveway, they were met by Mr. Anderson, Melanie and her two twin brothers, Bobby and Billy. After all the greetings, they were helped with their luggage and they all went inside.

Once Beth and Mary Lee unpacked, they went downstairs to the living room where Mr. Anderson was waiting. He informed them that, unfortunately, he had a business trip he had to take but, first, he wanted to give the girls various details about the area, the day camps Melanie and the boys go to as well as a credit and debit card for the girls use for shopping and other household necessities.

Then, saying his goodbyes to his children, Mr. Anderson took his leave. With encouragement from Mr. Anderson, Beth and Mary Lee decided to take the kids out to lunch and then shopping at a nearby supermarket. The twins were happy to go, but Melanie, less so. However, Beth and Mary Lee insisted, and Melanie, unhappily, had no choice.

As the boys were excited on the ride to the restaurant, Melanie sulked and pouted, not always quietly. The girls, however, ignored it all, hoping it wouldn't last. They even mostly ignored Melanie's slamming of the car door, just giving Melanie a look of disapproval.

Once seated, Melanie quickly took her phone out and began texting. When Beth told her that once the food arrived, the phone needed to be put away. Melanie rolled her eyes and Beth shook her head. They ordered and when the food came, Melanie ignored Beth's direction and continued to text.

“Melanie, please put your phone away, it's rude and besides, you're disobeying me. I am not going to ask you twice.”

To Beth's surprise, Melanie just ignored Beth and continued to text, as if challenging Beth's authority. Sighing, Beth got up, walked over to Melanie and grabbed her phone. Beth wasn't going to do anything further, at that time, but Melanie grabbed Beth's wrist in defiance.

“Ok, Melanie, I tried to be patient with you, but that's the last straw. You better come with me.”

Beth grabbed Melanie's wrist and pulled her up from her chair.

“Maybe a visit to the girls' room will change your attitude.”

Melanie shouted, “You can't!” And then held her ground.

By that point, Beth had completely run out of patience.

“Mary Lee, can you help with this uncooperative brat.”

Mary Lee stood up and walked over and the two of them brought Melanie over to Beth's chair. Beth sat down and managed to get Melanie across her lap. Rucking up Melanie's skirt, she grabbed the waistband of her panties and began lowering them, to Melanie's load protest.

“You had a chance to avoid this embarrassing predictament, young lady, and get your punishment privately. Instead, everyone here can see what happens to a naughty girl.”

<SMACK!>
<SMACK!>
<SMACK!>
<SMACK!>

Quickly, Beth began smacking Melanie's bare bottom rapidly and hard. Soon enough, Melanie was in tears and shortly was sobbing. Then, the short, but sharp spanking ended, and Beth stood Melanie up, raising up her panties and sent her back to her seat.

The rest of the lunch continued without incident, with Melanie sporting a red bottom from the spanking and red cheeks from embarrassment.

Not soon enough for Melanie the lunch ended and the five of them made their way out and to the car. Melanie could only imagine that everyone who saw her spanking was looking at her.

The next stop was the supermarket, and the boys and Melanie went their separate ways in the store. However, at one point, Beth and Mary Lee were in adjacent aisles and could hear, to their dismay, the boys gloating, in the presence of Melanie, about Melanie being spanked in public.

Beth and Mary Lee shook their heads in dismay and immediately told Billy and Bobby to come over at once. The two boys looked unhappy as they did so, followed by Melanie who was heartened that the boys were in trouble.

Standing in front of them, Mary Lee scolded them.

“You know better than to make fun of your sister. Came here, Bobby.”

At the same time, Beth called Billy over to her.

Simultaneously, the boys' shorts were lowered, then pulled aside the girls and bent over. Then their underpants were lowered, and then their spankings began. As Melanie quietly watched, the two spankings were administered, with rapid, hard spanks to the boys' bare behinds. Soon, they were sobbing, and then their underpants and shorts were pulled up, and now the two boys were feeling the same embarrassment that their sister did at the restaurant.

Shopping was resumed, with the twins and Melanie told to stay with together with Beth and Mary Lee, Beth mentioning to Mary Lee that in the future, they should make sure they each take a hairbrush with them on trips outside the house.