Jenny returned to her desk and smiled brightly at Hazel.
“Well done Jenny, you were great. I’m so happy for you.”
Jenny turned back to Charles. “Can Hazel read now Sir?”
“Yes, of course she can. Would you like to Hazel?” He smiled at her, hoping she realised she was forgiven and that he loved her as much as ever.
Hazel nodded enthusiastically. She stood proudly and picked up her book. “I’m going to be reading from The Story of O,” she announced, grinning at Charles. He smiled weakly and wondered if he might regret this.
Charles watched Hazel closely as she read a very steamy passage from her book. He couldn’t fail to notice the grin on her face throughout. Jenny was giggling beside her and when Charles glanced at Mr Bainbridge and Judge Walker he wasn’t surprised to see they too were enjoying her obviously well rehearsed piece.
Hazel smiled and put her book down and Jenny gave her a standing ovation. Charles, Judge Walker and Mr Bainbridge applauded too as Hazel took a bow.
“Hazel, where on earth did you get that book?” asked Charles.
“It was on your bookshelf,” Hazel grinned.
“Hazel, what have I told you about telling lies? Where did you get it?”
Charles was unprepared for Hazel’s response and felt himself blushing. “Sir, I really did get it from your bookshelf. I found it when I cleared your shelves. You’d hidden it behind some other books.”
Hazel’s grin widened as Charles lost his usual confident manner and indignantly retaliated. “It must have been my ex-housekeeper Mary’s. It certainly isn’t mine. I’ve never read such filth.”
He noticed the amusement in the judge’s and Mr Bainbridge’s eyes. They were clearly enjoying his embarrassment.
“Sir, didn’t you enjoy my reading?” asked Hazel.
Charles frowned. “Your reading was fine. It was the content I disliked.”
Hazel grinned as Judge Walker stepped in to praise them both.
“Jenny, your reading is marvellous, you should be very proud of yourself.” Jenny smiled brightly.
Judge Walker turned to Hazel. “Hazel, your reading was impeccable and I very much enjoyed the subject matter.”
Charles watched as the judge’s smile quickly disappeared. “I wonder if perhaps you lied to everyone when you said you couldn’t read.”
Charles stepped forward to intervene, wanting Judge Walker to know the matter had been dealt with, but Hazel resolutely faced the judge.
“I have spoken to Charles about this. I admitted my lies and was punished a couple of days ago. It was a very hard punishment, where I also received a caning for an unrelated incident.”
Charles watched Hazel as she struggled to compose herself. He wanted to hug her, tell her she was forgiven, but he reluctantly held back, allowing her to continue.
Judge Walker watched Hazel intently. “I still feel guilty about my lies, despite the awful punishment I received.” She looked towards Charles. “I know how badly I let Charles down. I am very sorry for that. My punishment did take away a lot of my guilt, but other people were affected by my lies.”
Hazel paused and looked at the judge. “You felt Charles was letting me get away with murder while he constantly punished Jenny. You knew I was manipulating him to prevent being spanked and you viewed him badly because of that. You could easily have taken Jenny away, believing that Charles wasn’t fit to look after her.”
The judge nodded as Hazel tearfully turned to face Mr Bainbridge. “Initially Sir, I wasted your time too. I pretended I couldn’t read and I demanded attention. I really appreciate how much you’ve helped me and how you persuaded Charles to let me study literature. I’m really enjoying it, but I don’t deserve it.”
She turned to Charles now. “Sir, I really am very grateful for everything you’ve done for me. I’m so sorry I let you down.” As the tears poured down Hazel’s cheeks, Charles could stand it no longer. He walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her.
Hazel pulled away. “Please Sir, let me finish.” He reluctantly stepped back as she turned to Jenny. “I’m so sorry Jenny. When you first arrived I should have done everything to help you settle in. Instead I chose to try and drive you out through pure jealousy.”
Jenny shook her head. “It doesn’t matter. I love you and I forgive you.”
“It matters to me,” Hazel whispered, as she turned back to Charles. “Although you punished me, it was only for my lies to you. I need to be punished for letting down every single person in this room. Please Sir.”
The judge walked over to Charles, turning his back to Hazel as he spoke quietly. Charles nodded and looked at Hazel.
“Hazel, I’m not prepared to spank you again today, but Judge Walker is willing to give you a spanking on behalf of everyone in this room.”
Hazel paled as she looked at Charles with pleading eyes. He could tell this wasn’t how she’d anticipated things. “Hazel, you’ve been so brave to admit to your guilt in front of everyone. I’m very proud of you. All you need to do now is accept your punishment in front of those same people and you’ll feel so much happier, won’t you?”
She nodded as he led her across to Judge Walker, who was now seated. Charles gave Hazel a quick hug. “Be a good girl and make me proud.”
He hesitantly handed Hazel to the judge and watched closely as Judge Walker pulled Hazel towards him. “Hazel, look at me.”
She raised her head and tears rolled down her cheeks.
“I’m glad you spoke to Charles, I’m pleased he punished you, but you’re right that you need to be punished for the trouble you’ve caused to every person here. You’re going to be very sore and even sorrier when I’ve finished with you.” Judge Walker unfastened her jeans and tugged them down to her knees.
Hazel sobbed as she looked towards Charles. He could see in her eyes she hoped he would intervene. Despite his desperate urge to protect her, he looked away as he mumbled: “Be a good girl Hazel.”
Charles watched as the judge guided her across his lap and she shuffled around in an attempt to get comfortable, her legs stretched out behind her, her toes touching the floor and her hands flat on the floor at the other side. Her bottom was covered with her panties and Charles watched as the judge grasped the waistband. Hazel whimpered as Judge Walker tugged her panties down until they were bunched up at mid-thigh.
Charles again noticed the bruising and marks on Hazel’s bottom left by the cane and felt guilty he’d caused her such pain. Now Judge Walker was about to make it hurt even more. Charles was distraught and wanted to lift Hazel up and hug her. He considered doing just that as the loud crack of his friend’s hand on Hazel’s bottom startled him.
Hazel shrieked and squirmed. The judge raised his hand and cracked it down on her other cheek, causing a similar reaction from her.
“Hazel, I know you’re embarrassed and this spanking is going to sting very much. It must be very humiliating to have your bottom bared and spanked by me, but hopefully you will learn a valuable lesson. Remember this is your own fault. There’s no-one else to blame.”
Charles wondered if the judge’s words were specifically chosen to cause maximum embarrassment to Hazel, who was visibly shaking and sobbing.
Judge Walker seemed unfazed by her tears. “You’ll feel much better when you’ve been forgiven. You’ll certainly think twice before telling lies again. Now be a good girl and don’t make such a fuss.”
The judge started to spank Hazel’s bottom hard and fast. Whereas Charles had earlier tried to avoid smacking too hard the areas where she was marked from the cane, the judge seemed to be deliberately aiming his hardest smacks at these very spots. Hazel was visibly distressed.
Charles watched mesmerised as her bottom reddened and she squirmed, lifting one foot off the floor and reaching back with her hand, but her efforts were in vain as in this position she could do nothing but endure the stinging spanking she was receiving.
When Charles spanked, he concentrated on t
he bottom and the cries of the young woman being spanked, using both of these as an indicator for when she’d been sufficiently punished. Today he watched her carefully, seeing how her body trembled, her feet raised and she struggled to reach back with her hands. He also caught a glimpse of her face a few times as she desperately turned to try and find some escape. He watched the tears streaking her cheeks, her face contorting in pain as another hard smack landed.
The pace of the spanking quickened and Hazel’s whimpers and cries turned into continuous sobbing as her struggles became more frantic. She eventually grew either too tired to fight or simply accepted there was no escape as she lay still and sobbed loudly. Charles watched the judge give her a few more firm smacks before stopping. “You can get up now Hazel. It’s all over. Good girl.”
Charles watched as Hazel pushed herself up, wiping her tears away as she struggled to her feet. Judge Walker stood up and led her to the corner. “Stand there and think about why you’ve just been spanked.”
As the judge walked away, Hazel’s sobbing increased. Charles watched her with concern until eventually she was calm. “Why don’t you go and get her?” said the judge. “It’s you she’ll want to comfort her, not me.” Charles smiled, nodding as he crossed the room. “Do you feel better now Hazel?”
She turned to Charles and flung her arms around him, her tears starting afresh. “Yes Sir. I’m so sorry.” She sobbed pitifully as Charles held her and kissed her softly. Charles closed his eyes as he rocked her gently. “It’s all over Hazel,” he soothed. “I hope you can now forgive yourself, because I’d already forgiven you.”
Hazel nodded and pulled away from Charles. She walked over to Jenny and hugged her. “I’m sorry I was so mean. I’m pleased we’re now so close.” Jenny smiled and returned her hug.
Hazel then approached Mr Bainbridge. “I’m sorry I lied. Thank you for helping me so much. I’m sorry I’m sometimes a little naughty in your classes.” Mr Bainbridge’s eyebrows rose questioningly as he asked: “Only a little naughty?” Charles was pleased to see Hazel’s smile return. He hated to see her so unhappy.
Hazel finally went to Judge Walker and Charles noticed her discomfort as she looked to the floor. The judge put his fingers under her chin and lifted her face. “Hazel, I’m sorry I had to spank you. I know you’re embarrassed, but surely you accept that you deserved it.”
Tears rolled down Hazel’s cheeks before she threw her arms around the judge. “Yes Sir. I am sorry. Thank you.”
Judge Walker sent her back to her seat and she sat down very carefully.
The judge sat down again. “Jenny, come here.”
Jenny looked at Charles. “Do as you’re told Jenny.” She reluctantly obeyed and went to stand in front of Judge Walker.
“Jenny, are you enjoying staying here?”
“Yes.”
“Would you like to continue to stay here?”
Jenny excitedly squealed “yes please” as she looked at Charles and smiled brightly. “I love it here. I want to stay forever.”
“That’s good Jenny. This has definitely been the best thing that could ever have happened to you, but I’m a little concerned that Charles has to spank you so much for being naughty. I wonder if a spanking from me might be a little more embarrassing and therefore more effective.”
Charles laughed as Jenny blushed crimson. She unsuccessfully tried to stop the judge unfastening her jeans and pulling them down, followed by her panties. Charles then watched Jenny go very reluctantly across the judge’s knees. Jenny’s panties and jeans were bunched around her knees with her bottom perfectly positioned for a spanking as Judge Walker cracked his hand down hard.
As the judge spanked, he spoke calmly to Jenny, with no anger at all in his voice. “Jenny, I’m very pleased with your progress, but as I spared you jail and gave you this chance, after so many previous chances, I feel it’s about time I gave you a spanking to remind you this really is your last chance. It’ll also make up for all the grief you’ve given me over the years.”
Charles was pleased there was no anger in Judge Walker’s tone. He watched Jenny squirming slightly and was surprised to see she sometimes tried to reach back too. She didn’t cry, nor did she make as much fuss as Hazel, but she certainly appeared to be in some discomfort and not as brave as he’d thought.
He glanced across at Hazel and was pleased she looked happier, though he couldn’t help thinking she was delighting in seeing Jenny get her bare bottom spanked.
The judge finally stopped spanking, helped Jenny to her feet and gave her a hug. “Be a good girl. I’ll be back in six months.” Jenny smiled and said “thank you” as Charles led Judge Walker upstairs and walked him to the door.
As the two men chatted on the doorstep, the sounds of spanking yet again filled the house and both men shook their heads.
After the judge had left, Charles went downstairs to investigate. He was very surprised to see Jenny bare bottomed across her tutor’s lap. Mr Bainbridge had never, to his knowledge, taken either of them across his knee, preferring to bend them across his desk and give them a few smacks of the paddle.
But Jenny was most definitely across his knee, her bottom bare and her arms and legs flailing frantically as she howled in pain. Charles looked on in astonishment as Mr Bainbridge’s paddle reddened her bottom and thighs.
Never lessening the pace of her spanking and not once losing his grip on the squirming young lady across his knee, Mr Bainbridge addressed Charles. “After you left Jenny said the judge spanked like a little girl and it didn’t hurt one bit. She also teased Hazel for being such a big cry baby. Jenny said she never cries when she’s spanked because it doesn’t hurt at all.”
Mr Bainbridge stopped spanking and Charles raised his eyebrows. “Jenny, I remember several occasions where you’ve cried like a baby after a spanking. Would you like a repeat of one of those spankings now to refresh your memory, or maybe you’d like a dose of the cane so you can see why Hazel’s still so tender?”
Jenny tearfully shook her head as Mr Bainbridge allowed her to get up. He sent her to the corner and told her not to come out until she was ready to apologise.
Jenny sobbed, her red bottom on display, and Mr Bainbridge sat with Hazel and went through her work with her. Charles watched Jenny as her sobbing finally stopped and she turned to face him, hands still on her head. “I’m sorry Sir,” she said, before dropping her hands and running across the classroom, throwing herself into his arms. Charles held her tight.
When she was calm, she approached Mr Bainbridge. “Sir, you said you don’t believe in over the knee spanking.”
“I don’t Jenny, it’s too time consuming, but I make exceptions for very naughty girls. I won’t hesitate to do it again, to either of you.”
“I am sorry Sir.”
Mr Bainbridge smiled.
Jenny slowly approached Hazel. “I’m really sorry I teased you.”
Hazel looked genuinely hurt and didn’t appear willing to accept Jenny’s apology, shrugging her shoulders and turning away. Jenny started to cry again.
Charles approached them and spoke quietly to Hazel. “Hazel, sometimes I’ve caught you smiling when Jenny’s smacked, like today when she was across the judge’s knee. Don’t fall out with her over something so silly.”
Hazel nodded as Charles continued. “You might not say anything nasty to Jenny, but you were still delighting in seeing her punished. Jenny was simply doing the same thing to you.”
Hazel again nodded.
“I certainly don’t approve of this behaviour and I have a good mind to spank you both.”
He watched shock register on their faces before reassuring them they weren’t going to be spanked again. “As long as you behave yourselves for the rest of the day there will be no more spanking, but if I catch you teasing Hazel over the caning she received, you’ll find out first hand exactly why she was so distressed.” Jenny nodded, her eyes filled with fear.
He hugged them both and was pleased when t
hey kissed and made up.
“I’m so proud of you both, though I’m still unsure if you’re not telling a little fib about where you found that book Hazel?” he said, a smile on his lips.
Her grin told him all he needed to know. Laughing, he hugged them both. “Lessons are over for today, get yourselves upstairs and start making dinner. I’ll be up soon.”
He watched as they ran up the stairs and could still hear them giggling when they reached the kitchen.
After seeing Mr Bainbridge out, he sat down in his armchair. It had been a long day. As he drifted off to sleep, he wondered if he was getting too old to keep up with the exploits of two very naughty young ladies.
Chapter Four
JENNY looked at Hazel, who was sleeping soundly beside her. She smiled as she watched her. It was Christmas Eve, exactly one year since Jenny had come to live with them. She couldn’t believe how happy she was.
She smiled as she remembered Judge Walker was due to visit today. As usual she was excited to be able to prove to him yet again that he’d made the right choice when he’d given her this last chance to turn her life around. She’d recently started going to college and couldn’t wait to tell the judge how well her course was going and how much she was enjoying it.
Jenny sat up in bed and scowled as she reached back to rub her bottom. She grinned as she looked at Hazel, who was sleeping with one hand pressed firmly against her own bottom. Jenny remembered the very sound hairbrush spanking they’d each received on their bare bottoms the previous night for being naughty. She wondered if Charles would ever stop spanking them and giggled as she acknowledged he would probably always believe them to be naughty.
Hazel slowly rolled over and opened her eyes. “What are you finding so amusing? My bum’s really sore this morning. He really let us have it with that hairbrush last night.”
Jenny grinned. “He has given us several warnings to stay out of the cottage he’s having built in the garden, so I guess it was fair we were punished, but I can’t believe the workmen told him we were trying to climb through the window and brought him out to see. I’m not talking to them any more or making them cups of tea!”
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