S L The Teases Comeuppance

Author's Note: This is a standalone story, that will feature spanking, diapering, and public humiliation.

This is part of the 'Sapphire Lane' universe.

The Story

Chloë entered the home store, wandering around a little aimlessly as she wasn't really there to buy anything. It was Saturday and she was in a mall, having had quite a busy week at work so was looking to unwind though her way of letting off steam was a little unconventional...

The young woman was twenty four years old, with a heart shaped face which made her look cute and youthful. Her hair was honey-toned blonde and wavy, and her body had broad shoulders, small breasts, a short torso, and long legs which meant she looked taller than she was. She had once disliked her unusual body type, but nowadays embraced it, and was currently wearing a white tee and short pleated red skirt that showed off her long slender legs which were accentuated by her high heels.

Chloë was passing through a section of the store selling different lamps, when she glimpsed two women, not getting to see their faces but being able to guess they were older and attractive from their bodies. They were walking down an aisle, so the blonde hurried down a parallel aisle, and saw some shelves displaying scented candles. With her excitement rising, she waited, and heard their conversation grow louder as they approached then when they turned round the corner, Chloë bent forward, pretending she was looking at a candle on the lower shelf. However, rather than bend her knees like she normally would, she simply bent forward, keeping her long legs straight so her red skirt rode up and exposed her underbutt along with her pussy, framed between her legs, as she wasn't wearing panties.

Her heart fluttered in excitement, knowing her pussy was on display to the two older women, as the blonde had practiced bending over in front of a mirror at home until she was sure she knew exactly how far to bend in order to expose herself. This wasn't the first time she had flashed in public, and in fact Chloë had turned it into a pastime, finding that for some reason nothing excited her more than the thought of all the strangers that had seen her pussy, most of which were MILFs as this was her preference. She didn't know why she preferred older women, but something about the thought of them thinking about her later at home thrilled her the most, imagining them having lesbian fantasies about her.

The blonde never turned to face her targets, wanting to keep a pretence that it had been a mere accident, and had never been confronted for it though had detected reactions of surprise, disapproval, embarrassment, amusement, and intrigue however her audience tended to keep their thoughts to themselves, and move on.

This time the two women paused in the middle of their conversation, and Chloë felt she could feel their gaze looking at the unmissable upskirt view she was providing them. She grinned to herself, loving that she had caught two of them as it meant they'd likely be talking about her later, and straightened up, looking at another candle on a higher shelf to keep up the illusion then turning back down the aisle, ensuring she didn't make eye contact with the women.

"Chloë!" She heard one exclaim, and her eyes widened in panic. The blonde nearly decided to just keep walking and not answer to that name, with the hope the person would think they were mistaken it was her, but they repeated her name and she heard the two women following her so had no choice but turn around.

"Oh shit..." Chloë murmured, blushing in shame, when she realised who the two women were. The first was Danielle, a Jewish woman in her mid-fifties who was the Procurement Lead in the company that the blonde had recently gotten a job at, and was effectively her boss. The second was Carina, a brunette Portuguese lady in her late-thirties, that was the lecturer teaching the procurement and supply qualification that the blonde had begun studying for work.

Both were extremely attractive, and Chloë had often fantasized about each of them. They would normally have been the ideal type of older women that she enjoyed teasingly flashing, hoping that they would think about her exposed pussy later in bed, however being in positions of authority over her, this was a humiliating mistake.

"Um, hi!" The girl forced a smile, trying to act innocent.

"Can you explain what you were doing?" Danielle demanded.

"Just some shopping... I was thinking about maybe getting a candle but didn't find any I liked..."

"Don't pretend, we know you were flashing us!" Carina said.

"What? Oh, I guess I did bend over... gosh, I'm sorry! I'm so embarrassed..." The girl continued, still trying to make it sound like it was a mistake, and not on purpose.

"I don't believe anyone could wear such a short skirt and no panties, bend over like that, and think anyone is going to believe that they didn't mean to expose themselves." Danielle said sternly. "May I remind you that you are on probation still... so could be let go if I deem you unsuitable. After all, how could one of our suppliers take you seriously when negotiating a contract if they had seen you flashing!"

"And as you lecturer, it is my duty to report any inappropriate behaviour to the Procurement and Supply Institute as they may wish to bar you from holding the qualification if it seems you'll be bringing the profession into disrepute!" Carina added.

"Oh please don't, I just do it for fun sometimes but I promise not ever again! Let me off this one time..." Chloë found herself begging, suddenly fearful that she might actually be risking losing her job and profession, which had never crossed her mind as being a potential consequence to her teasing fun.

"Maybe we can let her off this time... on some conditions." Danielle pondered, and beckoned Carina to withdraw with her to whisper something in her ear while the girl waited nervously. She saw that whatever the older woman was staying, it made Carina grin.

"Okay, we'll let you off if you allow us to teach you a lesson personally..." Danielle said.

"Um, what do you mean?" The blonde asked, greatly relieved that it seemed her job was safe, but confused what the two women could be suggesting.

"Just a little punishment to teach you that being a teasing tramp is bad." The Jewish woman shrugged.

"A punishment?"

"Yes, just follow us." The woman said, and unexpectedly took hold of the blonde's hand before walking out the store. Chloë, unless she struggled out of the woman's grip, was forced to follow, and blushed as they passed other customers who saw her holding hands with the older woman, thinking that by the brunette's stern expression, and her face of dismay, that she must look like a naughty daughter being dragged out by her angry mom... though she was twenty four years old and the woman was her boss!

Carina didn't follow, apparently having something to buy in the store first. Chloë puzzled at where the woman could be taking her as they walked through the mall, still forcibly holding hands, but an even more confounding question was what her boss could possibly mean by 'punishment'.

"This will do..." Danielle said when they came to an accessible toilet for wheelchair users and families.

"Do for what?" The young woman asked in confusion and concern, but her boss just pulled her inside the accessible toilet, locking the door behind them. The room was spacious, designed for prams or wheelchairs to fit inside, with a toilet, sink, and table for diaper changes.

"Bend over the table." Danielle ordered, only then letting go of the girl's hand.

"Why?"

"Because I'm going to spank you. You're here to be punished remember?"

Chloë gawped at the suggestion. "What! No way, I'm twenty four years old!"

"Oh? Then guess you want a punishment more fitting for an adult then? Guess I'll have to be failing you on your probation review after all..."

"No, please! C'mom, just give me a second chance..."

"That's what I'm doing! Now bend over like I told you." Danielle said firmly, and the blonde could tell she was not going to be let off unless she accepted the humiliating punishment from her boss, who she couldn't believe was actually proposing it... Even so, she tried to beg but quickly gave up, seeing a look in the woman's eyes that suggested she was coming dangerously near to losing this final desperate opportunity to save her career.

The girl turned to the table, and put her hands onto it, bending forward however the woman pushed her down further, so her chest was pressed against the surface which, with her long legs and high heels, meant her butt was stuck in the air. Danielle pulled up her red skirt, which was already exposing her underbutt in such a position, so her entire ass was on view. The girl's rear wasn't big, though was attractively rounded, and she found it tended to receive more attention than her small breasts.

"I take it you do own panties?"

"Yes..." Chloë blushed at the patronising question.

"So did your mommy never teach you how to properly dress, or do you just choose to look like a cheap little hussy?" The Jewish woman continued to demean the girl, reaching out to caress her butt. Chloë flinched at the touch, not believing her boss was touching her there and thinking how the thought of this would normally be thrilling, thinking how hot she had always found the mature noirette, but now it was mortifying as she knew it was prefacing a spanking... something she had never experienced in her entire life!

"Answer me! When I ask a question you seem to ignore it, but when I give you a command, you are suddenly good at answering back!" Danielle said, and gave the girl's butt a smack which made the blonde yelp in surprise.

"Sorry Danielle... I'm not a hussy... I guess being a bit of a tease is just fun..."

"Call me ma'am... I don't think a bratty tramp like you should be addressing me by my first name."

"Sorry ma'am." The girl corrected herself, the term making her feel even subservient to her stern boss, who even if she didn't have the power to make her lose her job, which she certainly did, would still be a dominant figure with her authority, beauty, age, and strong demeanour.

"Good, so you can be behaved... I think twenty spanks from both me and Carina will be sufficient discipline, don't you?"

Chloë found herself agreeing to the forty spanks, feeling that the only way that number would be changing is to go up to even more if she made a fuss.

"Let's get you warmed up a little first... these ones don't count towards the forty." Danielle said before giving the young woman's buttocks a flurry of light slaps, which the blonde had to admit felt kinda pleasant, feeling playful rather than stinging but guessed when her boss began the actual spanking, they would be more like the initial smack the woman had given her when she hadn't answered the question.

The girl assumed correctly, as following the light spanking which caused her tingles of pleasure, was a firmer smack which again made her yelp out, more from shock due to its suddenness rather than from actual pain though it had undoubtedly stung. This was followed by a similar slap to her other ass cheek with the woman settling on an alternating rhythm, not going fast enough to be overwhelming but also meaning that Chloë was given time to nervously anticipate the next spank, not knowing for sure when it would land.

After the first ten spanks, the girl's butt was turning pinkish which Danielle felt certainly suited the blonde. The discipline paused when there was a knock on the door, which Chloë hoped would be someone needing the loo so they would have to vacate and cut short the ordeal, though it would be awkward being caught in the loo with an older woman. However she heard her lecturer's voice, and Danielle let the Portuguese woman in, who was carrying a small bag.

"I see you have started." Carina laughed, looking at the young woman bent over the diaper changing table, her face turned to the side so one of her flushed cheeks was pressed to it, while her butt was prominently on display, with her pussy also visible upside down between her legs.

"How many has she had so far?" The brunette asked, looking at the girl's pinkish butt.

"Just ten, she has ten more from me, then twenty from you." Danielle said.

"Great, I think she'll be a nice reddish shade when we're finished... not quite as bright as her skirt but at least vivid enough to match her cheeks..."

Now with an audience, the spanking continued with Danielle flicking her wrist for some even firmer smacks to the girl's butt, with Chloë beginning to wiggle however Carina pressed her hand to the girl's back, keeping her bent over the table.

The slaps still caused twinges of humiliating pleasure as the girl thought under different circumstances, she might actually get a sexual thrill from being spanked by a dominant older woman, however the situation was too sudden and forced upon her to enjoy. The stronger sensation her buttocks felt was stinging, which was becoming even more painful now her ass was turning more tender and sore, so it was with relief when the woman finished the first twenty, and she hoped that perhaps her lecturer would be a little more gentle...

"You know, I think her bending over to expose herself to us was just a Freudian plea to be spanked! She is in a similar position now after all..." Carina observed with a smirk, as she swapped places with the older woman.

"It was definitely something she was asking for..." Danielle agreed.

Carina began her twenty spanks, proving herself to be just as firm as Danielle in her slaps which on the girl's already sore butt, stung even more. The Portuguese woman continued by alternating between the buttocks until she suddenly switched up to giving each one two consecutive spanks which caused Chloë to whimper in surprise as a smarting part of her butt was unexpectedly smacked again immediately after the initial spank.

Danielle enjoyed watching her friend punishing the girl, and even briefly closed her eyes to focus on the sounds of smacked flesh accompanied by Chloë's pathetic girlish whines and squeals.

Chloë's buttocks were truly a shade of red now, with pleased the two women, however didn't make Carina show any mercy, as she finished her twenty with a fierce final flurry. The girl, keeping count in her head, was sure the woman went over the number, but pointing this out wouldn't have done her any good, as it wasn't like she could be unspanked.

"Can I go now?" Chloë asked, just about holding back her tears from the final flurry of spanks, which had especially smarted.

"No, you have been punished for your trampiness, but we still need to correct some of your behaviours... We did hear you mutter a swear word when we stopped you so I asked Carina to buy some soap, and the amount of times you answered me back when we came in here only proved we need to give your mouth a good scrubbing." Danielle said, while Carina got a bar of soap out of her small bag, which she must have brought when the noirette had taken the girl on ahead.

"What do you mean?" The blonde asked as she was allowed to straighten up at last, but her eyes widened when she looked around and saw what Carina was unwrapping from its packaging. Like spanking, having her mouth washed with soap was not something she had ever experienced, nor had expected to now she was twenty four years old.

"I think you know exactly what we mean..." Carina grinned, as she rinsed the bar of soap under the faucet then rubbed it between her hands to make it lather with Chloë watching forlornly as it began to foam. "Open wide!"

Chloë groaned but obeyed.

"And stick out your tongue."

The blonde girl did so, and the woman raised the soap to her mouth, beginning to rub it against her tongue. Chloë moaned as her tongue was covered in soapy studs, with her tastebuds suffering the perfumery flavour that had a unpleasant medicinal burning sensation that she had no choice but endure.

Carina continued to roughly scrub the whimpering girl's tongue, with the foam running down her chin and dripping messily onto her tee. Chloë was then ordered to put her tongue back in, and she thought the ordeal was over, however this was only so Carina could rub the bar of soap against her teeth too then shoved it into her mouth, making her bite down on it with more foam drooling down onto her tee.

The girl's unwillingly sank her teeth into the unpleasant lathered soap, wanting nothing but to spit it out then squealed through the gag when Danielle unexpectedly smacked her sore buttocks. 'No fair! They already done their forty spanks...' Chloë thought miserably though knew there wasn't anything she could do if she wanted to keep her job and training.

"I think that teaches her to speak to us politely... doesn't it Chloë?" Carina asked, at last taking the soap out from between the blonde's teeth.

"Yes ma'am." The girl said meekly.

"Good girl, now wash out your mouth."

Chloë eagerly bent down at the sink to drink cold water from the faucet, swilling her mouth then spitting out the unpleasant soapy water however it took many nasty mouthfuls until she somewhat got rid of the taste.

"Can I go now?" Chloë asked, as Danielle handed her a paper towel to wipe off her face.

"Not yet..." Danielle said, as she unlocked the bathroom door then reached to take hold of the young woman's hand again.

"What are we doing now? Hasn't the spanking and soap punished me enough?" Chloë whined, as she was led out of the toilet, forced to hold Danielle's hand again while Carina took hold of her other hand, so she was made to walk between the two older women. As the three emerged from the accessible toilet, they got some quizzical glances from passing shoppers wondering what they could have been doing in there together, and the blonde blushed in shame with her butt stinging, her tongue still tasting soap, and her pride diminished.

"Yes, but I think we shall help you get some more appropriate clothes."

"That really isn't necessary..." Chloë groaned, not wanting to spend any more time with her boss and lecturer now she had been well and truly humbled.

"We think it is. Besides, look at you tee, its covered with the soap you drooled onto it so even if you weren't dressed like a little hussy, you'd still need a change of clothes." Danielle chuckled, and the girl found herself marched into a clothing store.

The women looked around the clothes on display, with Chloë forced to hold one of their hands at all times which she did sullenly, thinking how it wasn't like she could run off as it was coercion, not force, that was making her go along with the pair's humiliating games. However she realised the women knew that, and it was just another little way for them to publicly dominate and embarrass her, making her not only feel like a naughty girl in trouble with her moms, but look like one too.

Chloë guessed she wouldn't be having a say in her change of clothes, and she was correct as besides dragging her around the store, and asking for her size, the two women didn't speak to her but debated between themselves until they selected a pink and white gingham collared top and a denim dungaree skirt which made the blonde blushed, knowing the pairing would look quite girly. They then went into a section of the store which made Chloë blanch, as well as confusing her as they seemed to have already picked her outfit, and none of the clothes in this section would be anywhere near big enough for her, however their purpose became clear when they found a pack of bows for her hair.

The women then escorted Chloë to the changing room where the embarrassed girl was made to strip naked. Being made to display her nude body in front of two hot older women would normally have sounded appealing to the blonde, as she was after all an exhibitionist who got a thrill from exposing her pussy to strangers however in this context she was mortified, especially as she knew she would be getting redressed in the outfit the pair had picked for her.