My Whipping Ch. 06
By Susan Greenway
[This is part of a series. You may enjoy it without having read the earlier chapters, although you might grasp some behavior by the characters more readily by reading the series from the start. It contains fetish play, including bodily functions, and severe discipline. If any of this is not to your taste, please read no further. All characters are over 18.]
The visit my Aunt Kathy and I had enjoyed with her favorite student Lynn stayed in our minds for quite a while. Kathy lived in what was now my house since my mother passed away and was also subject to my rules and to my discipline. She was a natural submissive and had submitted to my very dominating mother.
I still had trouble forgiving Kathy for participating in a terrible whipping that my late mother had conducted on my bottom. They both whipped me for a long time and even between my legs. I knew Kathy was not the moving party, but I had held the view that she might have resisted participating even if she couldn't control my mother's venomous nature.
But it turned out that Lynn, who had been Kathy's favorite student and protégé in college and whom Kathy had encouraged to pursue her career, had strong dominant feelings, and needed little encouragement from me to discipline Kathy at my suggestion during the visit. I had shamed Kathy by making her wear her schoolgirl outfit and I told Lynn we both would appreciate her taking Kathy over her lap and spanking her on her bare bottom.
Lynn easily got into the spirit of the occasion. She was soft-spoken but there was a firmness in her voice. She seemed quite entranced with being able to watch Kathy urinate and defecate into a bowl when she pleaded with me to be allowed to relieve herself. Later, she told us that she dominated her younger roommate, Sandy, during their life residing together. I suggested that next time Sandy might join us for a visit, adding my teasing statement: "if you feel she has earned the privilege by her good behavior."
Lynn's face brightened at this suggestion and some weeks later, we spoke over the phone and arranged for Lynn to come to dinner with us accompanied by Sandy. The evening came and I was wearing a nice navy suit that I had put on to go to work that day. Kathy wore separates, a pretty patterned top, and a nice crimson skirt.
When Lynn and Sandy arrived, I was attracted mightily by the lovely outfit the petite Lynn had chosen. She wore a marvelous classic "little black dress" while her roommate Sandy was clad in a white blouse and a blue jumper. Kathy is an excellent cook, as am I, so we prepared the meal together.
We all enjoyed some drinks and hors d'oeuvres while Sandy asked us about our lives and careers, while Lynn spoke briefly about her activities and then Sandy explained that she was a high school science teacher. Lynn was a consultant with a firm that specialized in non-profit management, so she was able to feel she was doing some good. Kathy was mostly retired, although she was summoned occasionally to fill in at the college where she had taught.
"Lynn," I said after we were all comfortable, "I understand that you have taken on the responsibility of taking charge of Sandy much as I have assumed control of my aunt here."
"Yes," Lynn said sweetly but firmly, "Sandy was immature even though she holds great responsibility as a teacher. Nevertheless, she soon agreed that I should assume the dominant role in our lives, particular when we are at home, but when we are out together as well."
"Have you ever had occasion to need to discipline Sandy in front of others or when you both were away from your home?" I continued.
Sandy's face was reddening. It was clear that although she was subject to Lynn's instruction, she still was readily embarrassed when her submissive nature and situation were discussed in front of others.
"I'm sorry, Sandy," I said coolly. "I see that you seem a bit embarrassed by my asking Lynn about your behavior and life together. I don't mean to pry but I'm sure my Aunt Kathy and I are happy to relate our experiences that might be of interest."
"Sandy is embarrassed," Lynn responded, "but she knows that her relationship is not a secret, and I can tell you that she has been disciplined in front of others. Part of her need to improve her conduct is to become accustomed to her behavior and training being discussed in situations like this one."
"I'm sorry, Lynn, and Susan and Kathy, I apologize to you too for seeming to be annoyed at the conversation," Sandy said slowly. "Lynn is correct that I must become used to hearing my situation and behavior discussed and I know that I will be corrected for this by Lynn."
"I'm not upset by anything you asked, Susan," Lynn said pleasantly. "I have been trying to get Sandy to behave more maturely about this, but I'm afraid I shall have to correct her now if that is not disagreeable to you."
"Not at all," I answered, "and then we might proceed to dinner."
"It would be nicer to wait until after we eat," Lynn responded, "but I've found that discipline is more effective, in Sandy's case at least, if she is punished immediately when she fails to behave as she should."
Sandy clearly was reconciled to being disciplined--I liked Lynn's use of the word "corrected"--because she made no objection to the plan Lynn had proffered. Lynn told her, quietly but firmly, to stand up in front of Lynn and raise her jumper above her waist. She did this, disclosing a pair of childish pink panties with a design on them.
Sitting in an armless chair, Lynn reached out and lowered those panties to just below Sandy's prominent bottom. She then patted her lap and Sandy promptly lay across Lynn's thighs, balancing herself on her domme's lap.
Lynn reached into her handbag and took out a pretty crimson glove that she definitely wore for spanking. After slipping it on, she began spanking Sandy's pale bottom with hard spanks right from the start. Lynn, as I've noted, is a petite woman but she generated a good deal of power in her spanking.
Sandy began moaning and then groaning before breaking into a sustained cry as Lynn kept spanking her hard on both cheeks and even on her upper thighs. She began moving her legs in an effort to at least lessen the impact of the spanks, but Lynn stopped spanking then and said she was resisting.
"No, Miss," Sandy pleaded, "I wasn't resisting." It turned out that being found guilty of resisting would mean further shaming.
"Stand up!" Lynn ordered in a sharp but modulated tone.
Sandy hurried to stand with her panties now at her knees and still holding up her skirt.
"Show everyone your naughty pussy!" Lynn snapped.
Sandy turned toward Aunt Kathy and me and reached down to hold her labia apart so we could see the pink of her pussy. She had only a thin landing strip of well-trimmed fur on his mons.
"In case you were wondering, I decided that she should have her pubes slimmed down to only that thin strip," Lynn explained. "If she is a good girl, I may allow her to grow more of it back, but it will be well-trimmed. When she came to live with me, she had short black stubble peeking out of the sides of her panties."
I was surprised by the fervor of Lynn's dominance of her roommate. She exemplified the vision of the powerful petite woman who totally controls her larger submissive.
"Now show them your rear hole," Lynn said firmly.
