Jenny recalled once Charles’ funeral had been held the judge had finally gone home and Harry moved in with them for a little while. He’d stayed in Charles’ room until eventually they’d invited him to stay in the spare room of their cottage. He’d eagerly agreed and when they asked him to stay permanently he sold his home and moved in with them.
The arrangement worked well for them all. Harry generally stayed in the spare room, but Jenny smiled as she remembered the many nights he’d spent in their room.
“What are you smiling about?”
Jenny looked up to find Hazel and Judge Walker looking at her. “Something’s amusing you. Would you like to share?” asked the judge. Jenny looked at Hazel and grinned. “No Sir, I was just thinking about Harry.” Hazel giggled and the judge shook his head, smiling. “Come on, let’s go before I change my mind and put my wallet away.”
Hazel and Jenny jumped to their feet and eagerly headed to the shopping centre. They were surprised when the judge took them into a little boutique. “Judge Walker, it’s too expensive in here,” said Jenny. Judge Walker smiled. “Only the best for my two favourite girls,” he said as he guided them into the shop. “I’m sure you want to look your best tonight.”
They were thrilled as they spent almost an hour trying on practically every dress in the shop. Jenny watched the judge, barely able to believe how fortunate they were. First they’d crossed paths with Charles, who’d given them so much – including leaving them everything in his will - and now the judge was looking after them too. Jenny was still amazed at the way her life had turned out with the help of Charles and the judge. She thanked God every day for her change in fortune. She guessed Hazel felt the same.
Jenny eventually chose a beautiful red sequinned dress, mid-thigh length with a deep V-neckline and thin shoulder straps. Hazel scowled. “It’s a bit short, and I can see your boobs.”
Jenny grinned. “I thought you would like that.” Hazel giggled as she settled on a red sequinned dress too, but longer and with a high neckline and elbow-length sleeves, which sparkled as impressively as Jenny’s.
“Can’t you choose something in black?” Jenny asked. “We can’t wear the same colour.”
“Nonsense,” said the judge. “You both look beautiful and your dresses will be a very helpful guide if I need to smack your bottoms later. When your bottoms are as red as your dresses, I’ll know I’ve done a thorough job.” The judge smiled as Jenny scowled. She certainly didn’t want the posh sales assistant knowing they were spanked by Judge Walker when they were naughty.
Judge Walker further surprised them with a trip to a beauty salon where he’d booked them in for an afternoon of pampering, including having their hair and make-up done. They thoroughly enjoyed it and when Judge Walker picked them up later Jenny told him she felt like a princess. Hazel hugged him as she thanked him several times.
After taking them shopping for a few accessories to finish off their outfits, Judge Walker took them home – “before they bankrupted him”, he’d said, laughing. “I’ll pick you up in a couple of hours,” he said. “I’m so proud of you both and I know Charles will be too. No more tears or you’ll ruin your make-up,” he playfully scolded them as he kissed them goodbye.
After thanking him again, they ran out to the cottage to see Harry. “You both look stunning,” he said, inviting them to sit either side of him on the settee. He hugged them close as they spent the next hour reminiscing about Charles. Jenny was pleased to see Hazel seemed much happier.
Jenny scowled as she talked about the weeks following Charles’ death, when Harry had first moved in. “I can’t believe you spanked us so soon after Charles had gone.”
Harry sighed and shook his head. “Jenny, it was over a month later. You were both sitting around the house moping. Charles wouldn’t have wanted that. He would have wanted you to continue with your education and he certainly wouldn’t tolerate the house being so untidy. I wasn’t being cruel. I simply did what I know Charles would have done.”
Jenny recalled the stinging spankings he gave them, with a warning they return to their studies and work the next day. She remembered a second refusal resulting in a very painful paddling for each of them.
Jenny remembered vividly the events of the following day when still they refused to comply with his demands. Harry apologised to them as he led Jenny from the cottage to the main house. He’d told her that what was about to happen could have been avoided. He’d guided her into Charles’ study, where Judge Walker was waiting with a cane. Jenny had panicked and fought the judge as he took her across his knee and gave her a short spanking. Harry then held her down over the desk as the judge gave her six of the best. She recalled being sent to the corner where she’d sobbed her heart out, rubbing her bottom and thinking how cross Charles would be that it took a caning to make her see sense.
Hazel had been led in moments later and had received the same punishment. Jenny had sobbed as she’d heard her partner crying out in pain.
Jenny had returned to college that day, though she certainly didn’t sit comfortably in her lessons. She remembered her relief at returning home later to find Hazel had spent half the day with Mr Bainbridge in the classroom and the other half of the day doing housework. She desperately didn’t want Hazel to be in any more trouble.
Jenny stopped her daydreaming and looked up at Hazel hugging Harry. Jenny smiled. “No hard feelings. I guess we did deserve it. We probably weren’t easy to live with at first?”
Harry raised his eyebrows and smiled. “I’ve never known two young ladies as naughty as the pair of you. I’m surprised I haven’t worn my hand out on your bottoms.”
Jenny grinned. Harry had certainly spanked them plenty in the last year. If they’d expected their spankings to end when Charles had passed away, they’d be bitterly disappointed. Jenny smiled as she realised she was actually pleased that Harry continued to spank them. She felt that Charles’ spankings had been a big guiding influence in turning her life around and they now seemed an almost necessary part of her life.
“I still can’t believe he left everything to us in his will,” said Jenny. Hazel shook her head. “No, that was a complete surprise to me too. I thought he would have left it to charity.”
“I thought he would have left it to his wife and daughter,” said Jenny, who immediately regretted her choice of words as Hazel lowered her head. “Hazel, I’m sorry. I understand why you never told me.”
Hazel clung to Harry. “I couldn’t tell you. I wanted to, but I couldn’t.”
“I know,” said Jenny, kissing her on the cheek and stroking her hair. “I love you.”
Hazel lifted her head. “I love you too. You know I would have told you if I could.”
Jenny smiled and nodded. She remembered Judge Walker taking them to the reading of Charles’ will and their shock that he’d left everything to them. They’d looked to the judge, who promised to help them and give them any guidance and advice they needed.
Jenny had asked why Charles’ wife and daughter weren’t inheriting everything. She said she remembered seeing photos, but Charles had made it clear he did not want to talk about them. She’d assumed they’d left him.
The solicitor had then read her a letter from Charles which explained how his family had died in a road accident a year before Hazel went to work for him. He said one night he’d been depressed and had had a bit too much to drink and confided in Hazel, but next day he’d told her to forget what he’d said and never to mention it again. Hazel had sobbed as the letter was read out.
The letter went on to say that when Jenny arrived, Charles had warned Hazel that if she talked about his family to Jenny, he would throw them both out. He stressed he would never have done that, he’d just wanted to ensure Hazel kept quiet, at which point Hazel broke down in tears and had to be consoled by Judge Walker. The solicitor said Charles regarded Jenny and Hazel as his family now and he wanted them to inherit everything. He’d handed the letter to Jenny and the judge had taken
them home.
“Do you forgive me?”
Jenny smiled as she looked at Hazel. “There was never anything to forgive. I would have done the same if I’d made a promise to Charles. I know it was hard for you. I understand.”
Jenny kissed Hazel and smiled as she cheered up. “Thank you Jenny. I love you.”
The three of them sat in silence for a while before Harry spoke. “Are you excited about tonight?”
They both nodded.
“You’ve done amazing things with this place. Charles will certainly be watching and he’ll be so proud of you.”
Jenny smiled. She believed he would be proud and she was so happy they’d done something good with his vast wealth. She smiled as she realised they couldn’t have done any of it without Judge Walker’s help.
Jenny recalled how they’d both wanted to do something to remember Charles. The judge had helped them arrange the plaque on the bench in the memorial garden and although they liked to go and sit there and remember Charles they said they wanted to do something worthwhile with his money, to help others like themselves. They said Charles had taken them both off the streets and given them a second chance and they wanted to do the same for others.
Judge Walker came back to them with an idea. He explained how he once jokingly suggested to Charles that he turn his home into The Charles Smith Academy, a boarding house to take in the wayward young ladies in the city and re-educate them, using spanking as an incentive to encourage good behaviour. Hazel and Jenny agreed it was a great idea.
Jenny recalled how hard Judge Walker had worked to help them, even bringing forward his retirement by six months so he could throw himself totally into helping them. He’d taken control of everything, turning Jenny and Hazel’s old rooms and the guest room into twin rooms so they could take in six girls at a time. He’d also dealt with all the legal aspects of their new business. Within a few months they were ready to open their doors.
“Do you remember when Mr Hutchinson came for his interview?” said Hazel.
Jenny nodded and giggled. “Yes. He was very posh. I was amazed Judge Walker didn’t spank us for being so cheeky to him and mocking his voice.”
Hazel laughed loudly and Jenny smiled as she watched her. They both missed Charles, but with the help of those closest to them they’d got through it and were soon being naughty and getting into trouble regularly again. Even though Charles was gone there were still plenty of others to give them a spanking when needed. Jenny smiled as she realised they were probably spanked more now than they were when Charles was alive.
Jenny smiled as she thought about the first time they met Mr Hutchinson. During his interview with Judge Walker, Hazel and Jenny made a nuisance of themselves. When they asked how he would deal with unruly and disruptive young ladies he’d sighed and looked at Judge Walker. “May I demonstrate?” The judge had nodded eagerly as he quickly took Jenny over his knee and spanked her. Judge Walker had smirked at Jenny as she rubbed her bottom afterwards.
“Do you remember the spanking Mr Hutchinson gave us?” Jenny asked Hazel.
Hazel cringed as she nodded. “Yes, I remember it well. I honestly believed Judge Walker wouldn’t let him spank us.”
Jenny giggled. “Why on earth wouldn’t he? It saved him the trouble of doing it himself.”
Hazel giggled as she nodded. “I couldn’t believe it when he took me across his knee, bared my bottom and spanked me hard. I thought I was so clever being cheeky to him, but I was really embarrassed when he stood me up after my spanking and watched me blubbering. I didn’t think I’d ever be able to face him again.”
Jenny laughed as Hazel scowled and continued. “I couldn’t believe it when Judge Walker immediately gave him the job, saying he’d proved he had what was needed to run the place.”
“Yes and do you remember after he’d left Judge Walker took us into Charles’ study and bent us over his desk side by side and gave us a really stinging paddling on our bare bottoms for showing ourselves up.”
Hazel nodded and pouted.
Jenny smiled as she knew Charles would be proud of them – and she was sure he would also be happy they regularly had sore bottoms to remind them of the behaviour expected of them.
Hazel smiled. “I’m glad Mr Bainbridge decided to stay and teach me and the other girls, though I couldn’t believe he spanked me in front of them. I told him I part-owned the academy and as such was exempt from corporal punishment. He laughed at me, turned me over his knee and paddled my bare bum in front of the other girls.”
Jenny laughed. “Poor you, but I bet that wasn’t as big a shock as Mr Hutchinson’s wife!”
Hazel scowled as Jenny continued. “She seemed so quiet. I couldn’t believe it when I came home from college to find you across her knee as she paddled your bare bottom with a clothes brush. I could hear your cries from the street outside.”
Hazel winced. “Yes, I told her that although I was still technically the housekeeper, I wasn’t a member of her staff. If anything I was actually her boss. She ignored me, said my cleaning wasn’t satisfactory, I was cheeky and lazy and I needed a lesson in manners. She then spanked me with the clothes brush and it was agony. I feel sorry for those poor girls living in the house with her.”
Jenny nodded sympathetically.
“Do you think if you both behaved yourselves you maybe wouldn’t be spanked quite so much?” interrupted Harry. They giggled and hugged him.
“I’m glad you stayed too Harry,” said Hazel, smiling up at him.
“I’m pleased you asked me to stay. I can’t imagine not being Charles’ gardener. I’ve worked here for more years than I care to remember. I don’t know what I’d have done if you’d asked me to leave.”
Hazel looked hurt. “I didn’t mean I was glad you stayed as gardener. I mean I’m glad you stayed with us.” She kissed him gently on the cheek.
“Yes, I’m glad about that too.”
“Me too,” said Jenny, cuddling into Harry. “I remember the night you brought us back to the cottage and came into our room. You asked if we’d made love since Charles had died and we said it seemed wrong.”
Harry nodded.
“You told us that Charles would want us to be happy and get on with our lives. I remember you taking us across your knee in turn, spanking us gently and fingering us, getting us turned on before putting us to bed together.”
Harry smiled. “Yes and I was pleasantly surprised to return a little later to find you both naked on the kitchen table, Hazel’s lovely bottom facing me.”
Hazel grinned. “Yes, the first I knew about you being there was a sharp smack on my bum before you started fingering me.”
Harry nodded. “Yes and I soon replaced that finger with something a bit bigger, something I think you like even more.”
Jenny smiled. She loved to see the pleasure on Hazel’s face when Harry took her from behind. She remembered the look on Hazel’s face that night, just before she went down on Jenny and brought her to one of the most powerful orgasms she’d ever had. She remembered them all laying in bed afterwards, exhaustedly falling asleep in each others’ arms.
“Harry, is there time for a quickie now?”
Harry shook his head. “No, we need to be getting ready. Besides Judge Walker will go mad if you mess your hair and make-up after he spent so much money.”
Hazel and Jenny reluctantly went to their room and helped each other into their dresses and tidied themselves up. Harry smiled as they returned. “You look more stunning than ever,” he said, hugging them both. He proudly led them into the main house and out to Judge Walker’s car. Mr and Mrs Hutchinson travelled in their own car, taking Mr Bainbridge with them.
They spent a very pleasurable evening at a dinner dance/awards ceremony, where The Charles Smith Academy collected three awards for services to society. Both girls cried tears of happiness as Judge Walker talked about Charles and accepted the awards. Mr Hutchinson was technically head of the academy, but when the girls said they wanted
Judge Walker to collect the awards, he’d happily agreed.
At the end of the night, when Judge Walker went up to collect their final award, he invited Hazel and Jenny to join him. They shook their heads reluctantly. “Do I need to come and spank you?” he playfully threatened. They quickly joined him on stage, not daring to test him and see if his threat was an empty one.
The judge addressed the audience. “Discipline is a big part of why the academy is so successful. These two young ladies are all too familiar with that discipline.” They both blushed.
“They’ve turned out well, despite bad starts in life, and it’s mainly thanks to Charles. He introduced them to loving discipline, which has helped to shape them into the fine young ladies they are today. I think they might have a few words to say themselves.”
Judge Walker stepped aside and guided Jenny to the microphone. Jenny blushed as she said: “Thank you Charles. We’ll never forget you. This is for you Sir.” She held the trophy in the air. Hazel gripped her hand as she almost whispered: “Thank you Sir. I love you.” The three of them left the stage to a standing ovation.
Judge Walker led them back to their seats and said they were free to enjoy the party now. He gave them a stern warning to behave, but they were so excited it was soon forgotten. Hazel and Jenny were a little drunk as they flirted with Harry. Jenny was having fun until Judge Walker grabbed her firmly by the wrist and tipped her across his lap, lifting her dress and tugging her panties down. He smacked her firmly, making her squirm slightly as her bottom stung.
As Jenny squealed she looked up to see Hazel in a similar position across Mr Hutchinson’s lap. He spanked much harder and Jenny felt sorry for Hazel as she screeched and kicked her legs.
When their spankings stopped the girls got up to find a crowd had gathered. Jenny blushed as she whispered to Judge Walker. “Thank you Sir. I’m sure Charles is watching and smiling right now. I want to thank him for giving me this opportunity. I never believed I could be so happy.”
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