The Head Mistress And The Cane

The Head and the Cane

"So what have you got lined up for the summer break?" Meg asked her secretary.

"Oh, right now, the only thing I can think about is gin and tonic," replied Rachel.

Meg laughed.

"Seriously though, we've got a week in Corfu mid way through and then I think we'll spend it in the garden if the weather holds. What about you?" Rachel added.

"I don't know really. I must admit a week or two on a beach somewhere sounds lovely, but I guess anything that isn't work would be great - I really need a bit of escapism at the moment."

"Don't we all?" added Rachel.

Meg watched as Rachel struggled with the paper feed on the photocopier.

"We really need to get someone in to service that," said Meg.

Just then both women heard Rachel's phone beep with an incoming text message. Rachel having her hands full asked if Meg wouldn't mind picking it up for her. Meg picked up the phone and saw it was a message from Rachel's husband - the Chemistry teacher.

"It's Danny," she said.

"Oh, read it out will you please," replied Rachel without looking up.

Meg pressed the button and looked at the message; 'I think we need to use the cane tonight'.

"What's it say?" enquired Rachel.

Meg panicked.

"I can't get it to open, sorry," she said and with that she made her excuses and left her office.

Meg then spent the next hour walking around the school with no real purpose. Well, she realised she did have purpose - and that was to think about the text message. She'd known the school secretary Rachel for the last 8 years and her husband even longer than that. Never once in their relationship had Rachel ever mentioned to her what the couple's sex life had been like.

She thought she was quite close to Rachel and Danny, both in slightly different ways perhaps but she was fond of them both. They had met out of the school on a few occasions and got on well.

It was those nine words though that she couldn't un-see; I think we need to use the cane tonight. She realised it might have been Danny himself preparing to be chastised but she knew in her heart it was Rachel who would be the one with a sore bottom over the weekend. She was about to head back to her office when an incident occurred with two students that meant her spending a good hour trying to sort things out.

By the time she did return Rachel had already left. Meg saw a note on her computer screen;

'Call me. Rachel. XX'

The text message from Danny then leapt back into her head, had Rachel realised she had read the message she wondered? In the end she realised she knew Rachel would remain professional about it, and it wouldn't be an issue. She decided she wouldn't be the one to raise the subject though.

Meg finally shut down her computer and left the office. She sat in her car day dreaming before she remembered Rachel's note; she picked up her phone.

"Hi. I saw your note." Meg said when the call connected.

"Ah, yes - thanks for calling. Look, its Friday evening; why not tell Richard you've got to go out for a few hours to cheer me up and we can have a few drinks to unwind from the week?"

"That sounds great; shall we meet at the usual at 7.30?" Meg answered.

"Fab, see you there."

Meg walked into the bar to see Rachel waving from a table near the back.

"Hey, girlfriend," Rachel said smiling.

Meg smiled back and she thought of the two women's relationship; at work it was very much the head and her secretary, but out of work Meg was always delighted when Rachel made her feel like an equal - a true friend.

It was on their second drink that Rachel gave Meg a wry smile.

"I know you read the text message."

Meg immediately started getting defensive;

"Well, you shouldn't have asked me to read your private messages."

"Look relax, it's not a problem, I'm sorry if it made you feel awkward."

"To be honest, I didn't feel awkward," Meg looked around to make sure no one was eavesdropping, "it turned me on."

"Megan Hibbetts! You're a dark horse!"

"Don't tease Rachel; we've all got our 'things' I suppose, it just turns out we've got the same one."

"Well, this is an excellent development. I would have thought you and Richard would be suited in that department."

"Oh, good god no - Richard doesn't know - he'd laugh me out of town," Meg replied laughing.

"Oh, Meg; I'm sorry."

"Don't worry about me, some of the best orgasms I give myself are when I'm thinking about you know what."

"Spanking, caning?"

"Shush!"

The two women then sat quietly for a while.

"Please tell me you have some

actual

experience to use in your fantasies?" Rachel said eventually.

"No; not a sausage, I have a few magazines hidden away and that is it. I don't think a head teacher should probably have that type of thing on her laptop..."

Meg finished her drink and said she'd probably better be getting back.

"Do you want to meet for a coffee in the morning?" asked Rachel.

"Sure, why not. 9.30?"

"Great."

Rachel and Her husband were in bed that evening.

"Can you keep a secret?" Rachel said whilst hugging Danny.

"You know me - secrecy is my middle name," he replied.

"Our head plays with herself dreaming of being chastised."

Danny pushed himself up on the bed and looked at her.

"Meg, being spanked?" he said.

He could already feel his cock beginning to stir.

"

Thinking

of being chastised - I don't think she's ever had the pleasure," Rachel added.

"Blimey."

Rachel then snaked a hand into his pyjama bottoms and gently squeezed his hardening cock.

"It would be nice if we could help in some way, don't you think," she said.

A vision of Meg across his lap flashed before Danny's eyes.

"God, do you think we could make it happen?" he said.

Rachel now undid the waistband on his pyjamas and pulled them open freeing his now hard cock. She started slowly pumping him in her soft hand.

"I think so. We manage don't we - I mean what happens in the bedroom, stay's in the bedroom doesn't it?"

"Well, there was that time in the kitchen..."

"You know perfectly well what I mean," she said giving his cock a firm squeeze.

"Ouch!"

"Perhaps we could ask her to take on another identity," Rachel said.

"Yes, that could work."

"She could maybe watch us, and then who knows?"

"Fucking hell Rachel; please suck my cock before I come..."

The two women sat on a pavement table with their coffee.

"I've been thinking Meg."

"Err, yes?" replied Meg a little nervously.

"Do you know what Danny and I fantasize about?"

"Well, after our chat last night, I would have thought that would be obvious."

Rachel moved closer to Meg.

"Maybe, but what would really turn us on would be for someone to watch me being chastised."

"I could see how that would be arousing," answered Meg shifting on her seat.

Rachel moved closer and put a hand on Meg's thigh.

"Perhaps if someone we didn't know popped around - maybe they were on their Sunday morning run? They'd be able to let themselves in because they'd know where the key was?"

"Are you saying what I think you're saying?" Meg whispered.

"I mean, they wouldn't even need to be seen if they didn't want to, they could just stay for a bit and then slip out again."

Meg gave Rachel a stern look.

"Anyway, food for thought, for anyone who might be interested... Are we going shopping after this?" said Rachel.

Meg spent the afternoon struggling to focus on anything. The thought of actually watching someone being spanked - especially her friend was all consuming. Richard noticed she was preoccupied that evening;

"Is everything ok love?" he asked.

"Yes dear, just work stuff going around in my head," she lied.

Next morning at 8 Meg dressed for her run. First on was her black sports bra and matching panties. She selected her black fitted long sleeve top and black running leggings.

"Bloody hell, Meg you look like a ninja," said Richard from their bed.

"See you later love," Meg said giving her husband a kiss on the head.

Meg pulled on her black baseball cap and pulled her front door shut. She had made her mind up but she was still wavering slightly. She decided she could take a route that would take her past Rachel and Danny's house and if she changed her mind she could just run past.

The closer she got though the faster she ran. When she finally reached Rachel's back door she had to spend a few minutes getting her breath back. She then reached under the gargoyle and retrieved the key.

Meg slipped inside. She realised she actually felt like a house breaker and she liked it. She pulled the back door shut with a firm pull - the signal Rachel had told her. Meg waited in the kitchen wondering what was going on upstairs.

Slowly Meg then started scaling the stairs, there we're a few creaks but overall she thought she'd done a pretty good job. As she neared the top she heard Danny speaking loudly, she thought he sounded angry about something.

"Stand in the corner while I decide what to do with you," she heard him say in a commanding voice she'd only ever heard him use once telling off some students.

Meg edged closer to the open door to the master bedroom, she peeked around the doorframe. There she saw Rachel standing in the opposite corner facing the wall. Meg noticed she definitely wasn't dressed for church - she was wearing a very short black skirt and Meg thought she must be wearing stockings rather than tights. Rachel also had a white blouse on top.

"Bend over," Danny said to his wife.

Meg watched as Danny then stepped into view. She put her hand over her mouth as she saw him whip a cane though the air. Meg saw Rachel visibly flinch at the sound of the swish. Meg could now see the bare flesh above the stocking tops; she could also see Rachel's full white knickers on show.

"By rights you should get this," he barked at her.

Meg heard a quiet sound come from Rachel.

"I didn't hear that!" Danny shouted.

"Yes Sir," Rachel said looking to the floor.

"Good, well, as your behaviour had improved slightly, I think we can leave this for now."

Meg was a little disappointed to see the cane thrown on the bed.

"Come here girl," he said to Rachel.

Meg watched as the 43 year old 'girl' slowly walked over to Danny who was now sitting on the end of the bed.

"Over my knee," he said to her.

Meg watched as Rachel, head bowed and chewing a finger tip shook her head slightly. Danny saw this and roughly grabbed Rachel and pulled her across his lap. Meg was only 3 or 4 feet away from the couple now. She crouched down and realised she had already had her hand between her legs. Meg watched on as her friend twisted and struggled to get up, then Danny started slapping her bottom. Meg watched on with wide eyes - she was actually finally seeing it happen. She was a little surprised by how gentle Danny was smacking her. Danny did increase the pace over the next few minutes and Meg could hear Rachel's breaths every time Danny's hand made contact with her bottom.

"No, no, no, this will not do!" Danny said.

Meg then watched as Danny then pulled up Rachael's skirt fully showing her knickers. Danny now started spanking her bottom hard. Rachel was now twisting away from his hand and gasping out.

"Stop, stop!" she said.

"I will not!" he replied.

Meg was rubbing her crotch hard now; she desperately wanted to put her hand inside her knickers... This feeling only increased when she saw Danny roughly pull down Rachel's knickers.

"No, no, please!" shouted Rachel.

Meg could see her friend's bottom was already quite pink. She was then transfixed watching Rachel's cheeks really start to glow over the next few minutes.

"Stop, stop!" cried out Rachel.

Meg had the sudden realisation she was extremely jealous of her friend. It shocked her to feel that she wanted to be the one feeling the pain. All of a sudden everything went quiet; the only sound was of Rachel quietly sobbing. Meg watched as Danny started gently stroking his hand over his wife's sore bottom, he then pushed her legs apart slightly. From where Meg was crouched she had a clear view between Rachel's legs, it was like Danny was showing her how aroused is wife was. Meg could clearly see Rachel's puffy pussy lips - and she could see they were glistening wet.

Meg considered leaving when Danny started stroking up Rachel's thighs, his fingers kept stopping short of touching her sex. Rachel was wriggling again now, but not to get away. Meg stayed where she was and willed Danny to do the right thing...

"What to do with you my girl?" he said out loud.

"Please Sir," pleaded Rachel.

"I don't know if you've deserved it."

"Let me show you Sir."

With that Danny let Rachel get up from his lap, Meg could see her make up had run but she thought she looked so fucking sexy. Meg then watched as Rachel knelt in front of Danny, she immediately started undoing his fly. She then pulled open his trousers and fished inside his boxers to pull out his cock. Meg wasn't sure if she was supposed to still be there - just a few more minutes she said to herself, and then she'd sneak back out. Meg sighed to herself when she saw Danny's cock spring out; it wasn't fully hard but not far off. She could see his foreskin was covered in pre-cum.

"Make me good and hard, and this is then going inside you," he said.

Meg saw Rachel nod and then dip down into Danny's lap. From where she was hiding she couldn't quite see the point where Danny's cock entered his wife's mouth. She considered moving to get a better view but thought that would be too obvious. She made do with watching Rachel's head bobbing up and down and looking at her friends pink bottom with her knickers still around her ankles. She tried to memorise the scene to play back in the shower as soon as she got home. Rachel carried on for a while sucking Danny's cock until he pulled her off of him, Meg then got a good look at Danny's rock hard cock. The foreskin was still pulled right back under the head. Meg so wanted to get a better look - to even rub it all over her face...

Rachel then got up, stepped out of her knickers and automatically bent over the stool by the dressing table. Meg watched Danny move behind her holding his cock; he then urgently tried to find her opening with his cock head. After a few seconds he pushed in hard, Rachel gasped out and fell forwards. Danny didn't start fucking Rachel though; he stayed fully inside her and reached under her to find her clit. He then started rubbing her with his fingers.

"Fuck!" she shouted out.

"Come for me," Danny said - his own breathing laboured now.

Meg realised she was almost out of breath herself - her heartbeat was thumping in her chest, in no time at all Rachel started her orgasm, it went on for a long time until she was trying to collapse on the floor, Danny kept a hold of though. Once Rachel had recovered to some degree Danny started fucking his wife hard. Meg thought her husband could sometimes fuck her hard - but she soon realised he was way off the mark. Danny used his wife as a receptacle for his powerful thrusts; it seemed to Meg he was still punishing his wife.

"Fucking take it!" he shouted.

Meg could take no more; she backed away from the door and slowly made her way down the stairs. She stopped in the kitchen and leant on the counter steadying herself, fucking hell she said to herself and chuckled. She could still hear the couple upstairs as she slipped out of the back door.

"Have a good run?" asked Richard.

"Yes thanks - I'm going to head straight in the shower, then we can have breakfast yeah?"

Meg didn't hear the reply; she leapt up the stairs two at a time and rushed into the bathroom. As soon as the door was locked she pulled her running bottoms and knickers down to her knees. She sighed loudly as she cupped her pussy, she couldn't quite believe how hard her clit was, in no time at all she felt her orgasm approaching.

"Hey, honey - why have you locked the door?" Richard called through the door.

Shit she thought.

"Woman's things; go away," she said a little louder than she'd planned.

Meg entered the college with some trepidation on Monday morning. Rachel was already there.

"Hey boss, are you well?" Rachel said as Meg walked into the office.

"Yes, thanks, all good here."

"I've just seen we've got a school inspection on Wednesday..." started Rachel.

It was on Wednesday evening when the two women finished work and were walking to their cars that the subject came up.

"I just want to say how much I appreciate what you two did for me last Sunday," said Meg quietly.

"Hey, you are most welcome. To tell you the truth it heightened our experience knowing you were watching."

"So you knew I was there then?"

"Well, the sound of a one legged pirate running up the stairs gave us a clue," replied Rachel with a cheeky smile.

"You cow, don't tease."

"Sorry. Look, let's sit in your car for a bit."

Megan clicked it open and they both got in.

"How do you fancy giving it a go this Sunday coming?" Rachel asked.

"Are you serious?"

"Absolutely; if you were uncomfortable with it being Danny, we do know someone else."

"Oh, good god no," she replied, "I couldn't do it with a stranger - imagine if I was recognised, besides I trust Danny."

"Good girl, that's settled then."

"Hang on..."

Meg then watched Rachel as she got out of the car; Rachel briefly looked back before she got to her own car and playfully patted her own bottom.

Friday afternoon Meg cornered Rachel in their office.

"Do you fancy coffee on Saturday morning?" Meg asked.

"Yes, good idea. Why not come to mine?" replied Rachel.

"Err, will Danny be there?"

"Probably, but just come for coffee yeah?" Rachel said raising her eyebrows.

As Meg pulled up into their driveway she saw Danny washing his car.

"Morning Meg," he called as she got out of her car.

"Hi Danny, is Rachel inside?"

"Yes, go on in."

Meg went around the back to see the backdoor propped open.

"Hi Meg, come in." Rachel said catching sight of her through the kitchen window.

The two women sat down with their coffee.

"So, what shall we chat about?" Rachel said smiling at Meg.

"I want to do it Rachel - I need to, I've thought of nothing else all week," said Meg.

"It does rather get under your skin doesn't it?"

They both watched as Danny came in to refill his bucket. As he was waiting for it to fill he spoke.

"We're going to have to get an outside tap fitted love."

"Good idea," replied Rachel.

Once Danny had finished, he dragged the bucket from the sink and made his way back out.

"Can I make a suggestion?" said Rachel before continuing; "that you have a different name."

"Like an alter ego?"

"Yes, if you like."

"Ok, I'll be Isobel."

"Ok - great, Isobel it is."

"I have a suggestion as well," Meg said.

"Intriguing, go on."

"I was hoping Danny would use the cane."

Rachel laughed and then moved her chair closer to Meg.

"You know, that doesn't come out very often; it's more of a physiological tool."

Meg looked into Rachel's eyes.

"Ok, don't say I didn't warn you, do you want me to leave you two in peace on Sunday?"

"No, I'd like you to be there," replied Meg.

"Great, that will be such a turn on for me."

The two women tried to talk about something else, but in the end they just sat there smiling at each other occasionally whilst they finished their drinks. Meg eventually got up to leave.

"Oh, I don't suppose you have some rope do you?"

Rachel's eyes couldn't get any wider.

"Rope?"

"Yes, I was hoping to be tied up afterwards."

"Goodness Meg, it's always the quiet ones," she looked at her and couldn't stop a smile before adding; "leave it with me..."

Rachel and Danny finished their meal and pushed their plates to one side.