Mr. Smith was relaxing at home after another great day. He had delivered a second punishment to Brittany Hodges, one round of punishment had not been enough, so Miss Hodges had been caned twelve times, then fucked. After cooling the burning fire of her well-whipped ass, he returned and found Erika, eager to have him order her to drop her panties, and grab her ankles, and her ass had likewise taken a double dose of twelve hard strokes, and his revived 9 inches filled her, and he rode her until his cock gushed a load deep up Miss Taylor's hot fuck-hole. He was glad that he had gotten a vasectomy 20 years ago, he could, of course, had fucked his students using condoms, but he hated the damn things. Ever since he was a teen, and had used a rubber the first time he had sex, he detested them. The condom companies could blather all they wanted to about sensitivity, and improved sensation, it was bullshit. His cock could always feel the difference, and it was riding bareback or nothing for him.
Erika was restless. It was great watching the bad girls get caned, then fucked hard, and receiving the same delightful "punishment" afterward, but she wanted more. After thinking about it long and hard, she realized what it was. She needed to be in the room, getting caned at the same time. Surely Mr. Smith could make up a story about 2 misbehaving students, that were going to get caned at the same time. That led to a frenzied masturbation session, the idea of getting it at the same time as another classmate got her ass tanned, really fired her up, and she masturbated wildly with that image firmly in her mind, until she felt the violent wrench and wild spasming of her inner cunt, exploding with another powerful orgasm, leaving her flushed, breathless and oh so satisfied.
The next day, Erika broached the idea to Mr. Smith.
In his office, Erika said, "Mr. Smith, I was wondering if we could make a change or two."
Mr. Smith lifted an eyebrow, and said: "Please go on."
"Well, while it's very enjoyable to watch the caning, I'd like to get in on it, in a more direct way. I want to get caned at the same time." Seeing the smile from him, she continued, "You could make up a story that both of us are bad, and you decided to punish both of us at the same time, as a lesson to both of us, that misbehavior will not be tolerated."
Mr. Smith had been thinking along those lines, and it sounded like a great idea.
"Splendid idea Miss Taylor, splendid. I actually have a caning set for this afternoon after class, a student named Heather Millar, was discovered smoking pot, and she needs to get discipline. You will be right next to her, getting your ass tanned at the same time."
At the mention of the name, Erika's cunt felt a pulse of horny heat. Heather Millar, oh my god, she had the best body Erika had ever seen. The times that she had seen her naked in the dorm showers, Erika's cunt always needed a horny masturbation session afterward, just from seeing her nude charms on display. Heather was a gorgeously buxom and curvaceous blonde bombshell, long, flowing blonde hair, emerald green eyes, generous, large breasts, a curvy waist, a curly tuft of pubic hair as blonde as the hair on her head, wonderful, heart-shaped ass, and long legs, she was a guy's wet dream personified. Erika wasn't that bisexual (at least she didn't think so), but if Heather Millar ever gave her the word, Erika would be all over that awesome body.
The last period of the day seemed to drag on, Erika was all squirmy and hot, knowing what would happen after class. At the appointed time, after the halls were empty, Erika quickly made her way to the headmaster's office, arriving at the same time as Heather Millar. With Heather wearing the regulation schoolgirl uniform of a white blouse and plaid pleated skirt, Erika felt another pulse of heat. Heather looked extra sexy, and Erika felt that any misgivings she had about lesbian love were starting to melt away.
In his office, Mr. Smith gave them the usual lecture, and while Heather Millar didn't know what was going to happen, Erika did and did her best to conceal her excitement.
He barked at them, "Drop your panties, ladies, then bend over and grab your ankles, you are going to get caned!"
Heather Millar gaped at him, she looked like she had turned to stone.
Mr. Smith growled at her, "Did you not hear me, Miss Millar? Drop your panties, then bend over and grab your ankles. I discipline all misbehaving students the same way, you are going to get caned!!"
Erika had of course, immediately followed orders, and Mr. Smith continued, "You see Miss Taylor? She knows I will allow no latitude on this."