Mandy Gets the Cane

It was 1960 in the United Kingdom. Mandy was twenty-two, she had graduated with a degree in chemistry. She had just finished a teacher training course so she could teach in schools. Mandy had just married her boyfriend Dave and they had rented a small cottage and moved in together.

Both Mandy and Dave had both started their first jobs after graduating from university. Mandy was a science teacher at a secondary school and Dave was a civil engineer working for the local water authority.

It was Mandy's first teaching position and she was a probationary teacher. This meant that for the first year her performance as a teacher would be carefully evaluated to make sure she could continue as a school teacher. Fortunately for Mandy, another young teacher called Alice had started teaching at the school two years before. Naturally the two young women quickly became good friends. Alice was just a year older than Mandy and was also recently married.

Mandy was a good teacher but she struggled to maintain discipline in the classroom. The older boys sensed her inexperience and caused trouble in her classes. Mandy knew that the disruption the boys were causing was a threat to her passing her probation period.

She asked Alice for advice. Alice's advice was simple; get a cane and hang it on the blackboard. Then, if anyone gives you the slightest trouble, hit them with it! Sensibly, Alice advised Mandy to talk to the headmaster and get his approval first.

Mandy was worried, she had hardly spoken to the headmaster. Obviously, he had interviewed her and welcomed her to the school, but that was about it. Mandy had no experience of using a cane and had never received the cane or any other corporal punishment. Mandy was very intelligent, at school she had been a diligent pupil with exemplary behaviour. She had hardly ever been given lines, more alone the cane.

With great trepidation, Mandy went to the headmaster's secretary, Barbara, and asked to see the headmaster. Barbara was a kind, middle aged lady who could see how anxious the young teacher was. She got up and sat down next to Mandy to reassure her.

She invited her to sit at one of the desks rather than on the chairs reserved for naughty children and visitors. Barbara made Mandy a cup of tea and told her not to worry. She said whatever the problem was, Edward would be able to sort it out. Mandy didn't even know the headmaster's christian name was Edward.

Barbara knocked on the headmaster's door and went in. The headmaster looked up at his long standing and valued secretary and said, "What's up, Barb?"

Barbara said, "It's your new chemistry teacher, I don't know what's wrong, but she looks about to burst into tears."

Edward groaned, "Oh dear, we were lucky to get her. It's always so difficult getting chemistry and physics teachers."

Barbara added, "I know, I've given her a cup of tea. She is outside in the office."

Edward said, "Good work, thanks, Barbara. I guess you better send her in. I will try and find out what's troubling her."

Barbara went back to her office and invited Mandy into the headmaster's office. She left them to it and went back to her desk.

The headmaster got up from his desk and invited Mandy in. He guided her to some easy chairs around a coffee table and they sat down.

Being a wise old fox, the headmaster didn't get straight to the point. He asked Mandy about her degree and where she had studied. He could see from her bright shiny wedding ring she was recently married. So he asked about her husband and where they were living. Slowly, he came around to asking her about how she was settling in to her new teaching role.

Mandy told him how she was enjoying the teaching but was worried about the disruption some of the boys were causing. Edward immediately said, "You can always send them to me, I will wipe the stupid grins off their faces!"

Mandy told him about Alice's advice to get a cane. The headmaster smiled and said, "Ah, yes, Miss Stephenson, she has never had a problem with discipline."

The headmaster looked thoughtful and asked, "I hope you don't mind me asking, but were you ever caned at school?"

Mandy confessed that she had hardly ever been given lines, more alone the cane.

Edward said, "Hmm, that's what I suspected. I'm not usually comfortable with probationers using the cane. Particularly, if they have never experienced it themselves. It can be either ineffective or too harsh if not used properly.

Mandy suddenly had a ghastly thought. The headmaster is going to suggest that I get a taste of the cane myself before I'm allowed to cane the troublesome youths. He's going to cane me!

The headmaster said, "What I suggest is that you get a bit of practical experience with the cane before you use it yourself."

Mandy looked alarmed, and thought she was right! He's going to suggest that he gives her the cane.

Edward realised his mistake, and quickly said, "I suggest that I lend you a cane. Take it home to your husband. Let him give you a few strokes on your bottom and practice using the cane on his bottom."

Mandy looked relieved and thought for a moment then said, "Thank you, what a relief. I thought you were going to cane me!"

Edward smiled and said, "Goodness me, that wouldn't be a good idea." Although privately he was thinking the exact opposite.

The headmaster said he would ask his secretary to get a new cane out of the store cupboard for Mandy to take home. Then, once she was ready, she should come back to him for another chat. Then she could use the cane in the classroom.

At the next break Mandy spoke to Alice and told her that the headmaster had lent her a cane to take home. Alice smiled and said, "I thought that is what he would do, he lent me one as well! We had so much fun, we had to buy one for ourselves!"

Mandy stood open mouthed. Alice said, "Oh, don't play the innocent with me, Mandy!"

Mandy asked, "What do you mean?"

Alice said, "Oh, yes, I remember, you have never had the cane, have you? Take it from me, a good caning is just about the best turn on you will ever get. You will be begging Dave to fuck you and Dave's thing will be bigger and harder than you have ever seen it before. The sex after playing with that cane will be spectacular!"

Mandy was shocked by the candour of her kinky friend.

Alice suggested that Mandy hide the cane until they had a quiet evening at home together. The kind of evening when they had a drink of wine, a cuddle and then sex.

Alice went on to suggest that Mandy ask for a hand spanking to warm up her bottom before she got the cane. That way it would get them both going and the caning wouldn't hurt so much.

Mandy reflected how innocent she was compared to her more experienced and knowledgeable friend.

Mandy wasn't convinced, but as she walked home with the cane she started imagining her husband Dave giving her a spanking. The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. By the time she was home,, her panties were decidedly damp.

Mandy and Dave usually went out on Friday night, so Mandy waited until Saturday evening. After their meal they were sitting together on the sofa having a drink. Dave was reading a magazine so Mandy gently touched his thigh to get his attention.

Mandy said, "Dave, can you help me with a problem I have at school?"

Dave replied, "Yeah, what is it?"

Mandy could see that she didn't really have his attention and said, "Some of the older lads are being disruptive in my classes. Alice suggested I get a cane and use it on them in the classroom."

Dave's interest in the conversation dramatically increased. The thought of his young wife standing there flexing a cane was a massive turn on. The magazine was quickly discarded and Dave turned to Mandy and held her hand.

Mandy said, "I went to the headmaster to ask permission to use a cane. He was uncertain because I have no experience of the cane. He suggested that I have a taste of the cane myself, before I use it in the classroom."

For Dave, this revelation rang alarm bells. If the dirty old man had as much as touched Mandy he was going to kick seven shades of crap out of him. Although, the thought of Mandy bending over in her panties for a caning was very appealing.

Dave had always had a thing about spanking. He had been caned at school and embarrassingly he had always found it very stimulating. Afterwards, when he was nursing his sore bottom in his bedroom, it always aroused him again which led to the most fantastic orgasms.

Dave waited with bated breath for Mandy to speak.

Mandy could see Dave's mixture of alarm and lust. She quickly said, "The headmaster has lent me a cane and suggested that you give me a taste of the cane."

Dave's relief was palpable. It was quickly followed by caution as how to respond. He could hardly run around the room in joy, shouting that this was a fantasy come true.

Mandy added, "He also suggested that I practice by caning you, would that be OK, Dave?"

Dave considered how to respond and said, "Yes, that would be Ok. In fact, its strange, I always found that being caned sort of turned me on. The thought of you caning me is quite appealing."

Mandy responded, "Oh, thanks, Dave, that's so good of you."

Mandy went onto explain how Alice had suggested that you give me a spanking first. Apparently, a warm up spanking makes a caning easier to bear. Alice seems to know a lot about this sort of thing, and it seems to be part of her sex life.

Then Mandy confessed, "Actually, as I was walking home with the cane, I imagined you giving me a spanking. I sort of got a bit excited as well."

Dave couldn't believe his luck. His new wife, Mandy, was actually requesting a spanking and a caning. Plus she had just admitted that she found the idea exciting. Even better, she was suggesting that she gave him a caning.

Dave said, "So, have you brought this cane home?"

Mandy replied, "Yes, it's in the spare room. Perhaps, now would be a good time to try it out. If that's okay with you?"

Dave said, "Well, young lady, I think it's time you had of taste of the cane. Go and fetch it, please."

Dave's stern words and tone sent a tingle down Mandy's spine that went straight into her panties. She leapt up and got the cane from where she had hidden it.

When Mandy returned, Dave had moved a dining chair away from the table and was sitting on it.

Mandy brought the cane in and stood in front of Dave and said, "Here it is, Sir. I'm sorry I was so naughty, please just give me a spanking and not the cane."

Dave smiled as Mandy's words clearly indicated she was enjoying what had quickly become a game.

Dave hadn't really paid much attention to what Mandy was wearing, but as she stood in front of him he noticed. Mandy was wearing a pretty summer frock much like a school girl's summer uniform. The dress was closely fitted, showing her breasts and near perfect figure beautifully. She was even wearing light cream stockings that always turned him on. She had clearly been planning this all day.

Dave took the cane from Mandy and flexed it in this hands. Watching Dave handling the cane excited Mandy who felt unfamiliar flutters in her panties.

The cane was about one-quarter inch thick and about twenty-eight inches long. Dave explained that it was a junior school cane, shorter than a senior cane. This would make it easier to use. It would impart a sharp sting rather than a bruising thud that a thicker cane might give.

Dave looked directly at Mandy and gave her the cane telling her to put it on the table. Once she had done this, he told her to take off her dress and put her hands on her head. His instruction sent another shiver down her spine, as she wondered why this was all so exciting. Mandy turned around prompting Dave to unzip the dress. She slipped off the dress and folded it neatly, somehow sensing that she would be punished if she just threw it down.

Mandy stood in front of her husband and put her hands on her head. She notice how this naturally made her stand up straight. Her stance elevated and presented her breasts to her husband. She wondered why this was so hot and exciting.

Dave's hands fondled her breasts through her bra. He then surprised Mandy by pulling down the front of the bra cups. Mandy's nipples popped out of the bra, offering them for Dave's attention. Dave stroked and pinched Mandy's nipples until they were harder than either of them could recall.

This state of partial undress with her breasts trussed up and her nipples presented was just so exciting. For the first time it occurred to Mandy that she might be able to come just by having her nipples stimulated. Dave sensed Mandy's state of arousal and noticed she was squeezing her legs together.

Dave said, "Stop that, you naughty girl, spread your legs apart."

Dave's hands slid down Mandy's body to her hips. He avoided her panties, stroking down over her hips to her outer thighs. His left hand cupped her right buttock, holding Mandy close to him.

His right hand slid up her right inner thigh, almost to her panties. He stroked her bare legs in between her stockings and her panties. Mandy was getting more and more excited, willing him to touch her between her legs.

Dave's hand went up and stroked Mandy between her legs. Mandy wiggled around and was rebuked and punished by a sharp slap to her inner thigh. Dave's hand went back to stroking Mandy's panties. He could tell how excited Mandy was by the dampness of her cotton knickers.

Dave said, "You are a naughty girl, your panties are damp. I think a panty inspection is needed here."

Mandy wondered what a panty inspection was, but it sounded very exciting. Dave pulled Mandy's panties down as far as her spread legs would allow. It was so exciting standing there with her hands on her head, her nipples popped out of her bra and her panties at half mast.

Dave could see the glistening secretions on the gusset of Mandy's panties. He said, "You have soiled your panties, I will just check, but I think you need a good spanking."

Dave's left hand rubbed and pinched Mandy's nipples while his right hand probed between Mandy's legs. This fingers pushed between her lips, finding and slowly stroking around her clitoris. Mandy was becoming more and more excited. Dave continued mercilessly until Mandy was quivering on the cusp of coming.

Then, to Mandy's, disappointment Dave abruptly stopped, saying, "I think it's time you had a good bare bottom spanking. Take of your bra and knickers and bend over my knees"

Mandy took off her bra and panties and came around to Dave's right hand side. She paused, unsure how to bend over his knees Dave pull her towards him and she fell over his knees. With his left hand he held her around her waist. His right hand wasted no time stroking her bottom.

Mandy felt vulnerable and excited lying over his knees, waiting for her spanking to begin. Dave's hand stroked her thighs and pushed between her legs. Mandy was slow to respond. Dave spanked first the top of one thigh and then the other and said, "Open your legs for me, you naughty girl."

Mandy was surprised how much it hurt having her legs slapped. She squealed and writhed around on his knees. She opened her legs and was rewarded by Dave's hand moving between her legs and touching her up. Mandy wondered why Dave's stroking was so much sexier and stimulating when she was bent over his knees, than just being in bed together.

Her thoughts were interrupted by Dave removing his hand and spanking her bottom. He spanked again and again. At first the spanks weren't too hard. Dave spanked evenly all over Mandy's bottom. The spanks on her lower cheeks and the tops of her legs were more painful. Her bottom was glowing rather than hurting. The warm sensation and the percussion of the spanks was spreading to between her legs.

Dave paused the spanking and slid his hand between Mandy's legs. Mandy was much wetter and his fingers easily slipped between her lips. Dave's fingers stimulated her clit and gently probed her vagina, edging Mandy closer and closer to an orgasm. Mandy was moaning and wriggling around over his knees. However, just like before, Dave stopped before Mandy came.

He started spanking Mandy again, but this time much harder. His large hand was crashing down with stinging slaps that sent ripples down between her legs. Mandy writhed around but Dave was holding her waist and there was no escape. The heat in her bottom was quickly rising and it wasn't just her bottom that was getting hotter and hotter, either.

Mandy was getting closer and closer to coming. She was confused, how could a spanking be so stimulating? Surely, she couldn't orgasm just by being spanked.

Dave was watching her closely and could tell that Mandy was close to coming. He didn't want her to come quite yet, not before the cane. He stopped spanking and gently stroked Mandy's bottom and legs. He daren't put his hand between her legs as she was so close to coming the slightest touch could send her over edge.

Dave helped her up and said, "I think it's time you had a taste of that cane." Mandy's hopped about with her hands desperately rubbing her bottom, trying to alleviate the sting. Mandy said, "God, Dave that was so hot."

Dave smirked and said, "Wait until you feel the sting of this cane. Go and bend over the table."

Mandy went over to the table and bent over, pressing her breasts against the cool polished surface. Dave got up and followed her saying, "That's right, stretch over and grab the edge of the table. Now, spread your legs and push your bottom up, I want you on your tiptoes. I'm going to give you six strokes of the cane. If you jump up or make a fuss then that stroke won't count. You will get it again, harder, is that understood?"

Mandy quietly said, "Yes." Dave slapped the top of her thighs saying, "What did you say?"

Mandy quickly corrected herself, speaking much louder, "Yes, Sir, sorry, Sir."

Dave picked up the cane and lined it up against Mandy's bottom. Dave spoke, saying, "Are you ready, young lady?"

Mandy quickly replied, clearly saying, "Yes, Sir!"

Dave swung back and, with moderate force, whipped the cane down about half-way down Mandy's bottom. Mandy cried out in shock, she had never experienced anything like the sharp sting of the cane. She managed to hang onto the edge of the table and lay there trembling waiting for the next stroke.

For Mandy, it seemed to take an age for Dave to position the cane on her bottom. In fact, it was only twenty or thirty seconds. Dave gave her another similar stroke, slightly lower than the first. It zipped in nicely, pretty much parallel to the first stroke. Mandy was better prepared for the second stroke and took it well. Her bottom seemed to be on fire.

Dave decided the next stroke should be harder. He stepped back a little and swung the cane back further, bringing it down smartly onto the lower curves of Mandy's bottom. The effect was remarkable, Mandy cried out in pain but despite the frantic movement of her legs she managed to stay holding onto the table.

Dave said, "That's what a proper stroke of the cane feels like; it hurts, doesn't it?" Mandy wisely chose to reply, "Yes, Sir!" The next stroke wasn't as hard but landed even lower down Mandy's bottom. Mandy took it well, but the cumulative effect of the strokes was taking its toll. She was trembling as the heat in her bottom was making its way down, stimulating between her legs.

Dave could see the effect it was having between Mandy's legs. Her labia was swollen and glistening with secretions. What Dave couldn't see was the wave of endorphins surging through her veins. She marvelled at the contradiction of enjoying a beating. Mandy moaned and pushed her bottom out, inviting the next stinging blow.

Dave could see Mandy widening her stance slightly and presenting her bottom for more punishment. He chose a moderate stroke, halfway up Mandy's bottom, for the penultimate stroke. She accepted the stroke well, absorbing the pain and enjoying the excitement and the high that it brought.