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  She made a wry face and took the uniform as I passed it to her. I went to lock the door, my heart absolutely hammering as I skipped across the room. I was going to get to spank a schoolgirl, a real one, and if it wasn’t so very much my thing, I knew it would leave Uncle Rupert green with jealousy.

  I sat down to watch Zoe dress. She stripped first, all the way to the buff. That was cute enough, with her bending to pull off her socks and treating me to a flash of her pussy from behind, but my thoughts were on how she was going to look over my knee.

  For all her pretence of innocence, she knew how to be pervy. She chose white panties for a start, probably the sort she really wore to school, along with green socks, shiny black shoes, the neat blouse, the pleated skirt and her tie. When I’d first seen her in Sugar Babe’s I’d thought she was maybe twenty. In full uniform she’d have had trouble getting served. With her ready I slid forwards on the bed and patted my lap. She hesitated, but came down, laying herself across my knees with her feet and one hand on the floor. I lifted one knee a little, raising her bum.

  ‘What are you going to do?’ she asked. ‘Tell me I’m naughty and stuff while you do it?’

  ‘If you’d like that.’

  ‘Maybe. Talk to me anyway.’

  ‘Okay.’ I said, trying to think of all the things girls had said to me while I was being punished, and the spankers in Uncle Rupert’s magazines. There was one thing they all did, just about.

  ‘First then,’ I went on, ‘I’m going to tell you why your knickers have to come down.’

  ‘Do they?’

  ‘Of course they do. It’s so you’re showing everything. The first rule, when spanking a girl, is to open her clothes, especially to pull down her pants, so that her bottom is quite bare. That way, she will understand that by being naughty she has forfeited her right to modesty.’

  I might have been quoting straight out of one of the magazines, or from Rupert. Zoe giggled.

  ‘Do it, then,’ she said.

  She wiggled her bum, looking back at me. I shook my finger at her, took her firmly around the waist and began to pull up her school skirt. I was genuinely hoping she’d like it, but that didn’t stop me indulging myself. I did it really slowly, easing the hem of the green tartan skirt up over her thighs, to reveal the pale, rounded flesh inch by inch. She hung her head, maybe enjoying having me perving over her bottom, maybe not. She let me anyway, her skirt coming up, to show the curve of her little white panties where they disappeared between her thighs. Next came the tuck of her bottom, more panty material, and at last the full, sweet glory of her seventeen-year-old bum, encased in tight white cotton. It would have given Uncle Rupert a heart attack. Zoe gave a little purr, and I knew I’d won.

  ‘Next,’ I said, ‘I’m going to have a good feel, just to bring home the position you’re in to you, that I can do what I like, and you’ve got to take it. If you struggle I’ll just have to tie your arms behind your back.’

  She wriggled immediately, making me clutch at her to keep her on my lap. I smacked her across her panties and she stopped, to look back with a pleading expression on her face.

  ‘Who wants to be tied, then?’ I asked. ‘Naughty little girl.’

  I took her by the tie, tugging the knot loose as she obligingly put her arms up behind her back, crossed. The tie came away and I twisted it around her wrists, into a figure eight, which I tied off at the middle, leaving it so that the school crest showed clearly. Taking her skirt and the tail of her blouse, I ticked them up under her wrists.

  ‘Now you really are going to get it!’ I said. ‘Imagine that, tied up for your first spanking! Not yet though, I want to feel you up.’

  I began to fondle her bottom, gently, stroking her cheeks through her panties and tracing my fingers across her skin where the flesh stuck out at either side. She was slim, but not so skinny that her bum-cheeks didn’t bulge out a little at the leg holes, while her panties were at least a size too small. Her crease showed as a gentle valley in the white material. I ran a finger down it, then up, and hooked it into the waistband of her panties.

  ‘Here goes,’ I said, ‘knickers down, and we’ll have it all bare!’

  She gave a little sob, and I began to pull. The school knickers came down, tugged slowly off her bottom, to reveal her neat, firm cheeks and her deep bum-crease. She sighed again at the feeling of exposure, much as I would have done in her place. As her bum came bare as I cocked my knee up a little more, making her bum-cheeks come apart to show off the little rosy dimple between and a little of her pussy. Again she sighed as I turned the panties down around her thighs.

  ‘There we are,’ I said, ‘knickers down ready, but not for a cock, oh no, for a spanking. A spanking, Zoe, with your bottom bare and your pussy on show. I can see your bumhole too, darling, all pink and wrinkly. I’m going to touch you up, Zoe, like this, bare-bottomed over my knee.’

  It was good, and she was beautiful, but it was hard not to think of how much I’d have liked to lick the little pink bumhole I could now see, and kiss the tight cheeks I was about to smack. That’s just me, though, and it wasn’t going to stop Zoe getting it. She was ready too, held still, but with her bottom quivering ever so slightly and her anus twitching as if it was trying to wink at me.

  I put my hand on her bottom again, feeling the soft, girly meat, scraping gently across the twin mounds with my fingernails. She was so lovely, smooth and pink, ever so neat, with just a little puff of hair on her pussy visible between her legs. Her lips were cute too, two little plump ridges of girl’s flesh, ever so rude, and ever so kissable. Even her bumhole was pretty, a tight knot of baby-pink flesh, perfectly regular, with a spray of tiny pink lines disappearing into the firmly closed hole.

  My hand went down between her cheeks, tickling in her crease, lingering on her sweet little bottom hole, and onto her pussy, rubbing in her wet until she began to sigh and lift her bottom. I stopped abruptly.

  ‘Uh, uh, we’ll have none of that,’ I chided. ‘Not yet. First you’ve got to be spanked. Then you can come.’

  Zoe let a out a soft, frustrated sob. I lifted my hand, biting my lip in sheer delight at the sight of her bottom.

  ‘Right, young lady, spankies time,’ I announced.

  There was a meaty smack as I brought my hand down on Zoe’s bum. She squealed, the sound turning immediately into a giggle. I went to work, gently, little more than pats, applied with just the tips of my fingers to make her skin sting and tingle. She purred, wriggling her bottom for more, and I started to get harder, bringing the pink flush slowly to the tops of her cheeks.

  ‘Good?’ I demanded, pausing.

  ‘Yes,’ she answered. ‘My bum feels all warm. Carry on.’

  ‘Sure,’ I answered, slapping her.

  I did it harder, and she squeaked again, but stuck her bum up high. I gave another, harder still, and she gasped and moaned. It was getting loud, and the noise of a girl being spanked is fairly distinctive. I stopped.

  ‘Carry on!’ she protested. ‘I was getting into that!’

  ‘It’s getting noisy,’ I told her and so are you. ‘Put your stereo on.’

  ‘How? I’m tied up!’

  She made to get up, but I pushed her down, tucking her skirt up properly before letting go. That left her lovely pink bum bare as she stood, wobbling uncertainly on her feet. She went over to her system, trying to turn it on with her bound hands and look over her shoulder at the same time. Music blared out, and she struggled to turn it down, almost falling over.

  I was in fits of giggles, and caught the most wonderful look of consternation from her as she finally managed to get it right. She made a face at me, dipping lower to put the CD on repeat. As she did so, she jogged the table, and her mouse, changing her screen from the saver to design of bright pink and yellow stars, which was when I realised that she had a camera on top of her computer.

  ‘Is that a webcam?’ I asked.

  ‘It’s not linked up,’ she said. ‘Daddy wouldn’t let me. You�
�re so lucky living alone. If I had your flat I’d set a live cam up with a site, so members could watch me in the bath and stuff. It’s got to be easy money.’

  ‘Sure. Let’s turn it on anyway. You can watch yourself being spanked.’

  ‘No!’ she answered, but her tone was a dead giveaway.

  ‘Show me how,’ I ordered, rising.

  It took a while, but I did it, setting it up to focus on the chair in front of the computer. Ready, I sat down, patting my lap. This time she came over with a lot more enthusiasm, sticking her bum right up and giggling at the picture on the computer screen. It was good, but mainly her bum, framed in green tartan and white cotton, with just a little of her blouse tail showing. I adjusted it, until I had a picture that would have gone well in any of Rupert’s books. Zoe was head down, her small breasts hanging in her blouse, her hair trailing to the floor. The highest part of her body was her bottom, with the cheeks well raised and flushed pink above the lower panties and long, schoolgirl legs.

  ‘Time we had your boobies out, I think,’ I told her, and reached down to pull her blouse free, then her bra, leaving her little round tits hanging bare under her chest.

  Her nipples were hard, and as she turned to see herself on the screen I quickly took a video capture.

  ‘That’s for your album,’ I told her. ‘Now, where was I? Ah yes, spanking your naughty bottom, how could I forget.’

  I set to work on her, smacking away happily to make her bum bounce and quiver. I knew I might spoil it if I was too rough, but her cheeks were getting red anyway, her breathing deeper and less controlled, and her squeals louder. I kept right on, hoping that the music would cover what was being done to their daughter from her parents. She was getting hot too, her pussy swelling and moistening, while she kept looking back to enjoy the rude view from the camera.

  A quick adjustment made it ruder still, pulling my leg between hers to spread them and turning a little. The picture then showed the full glory of her rear view, complete with her open, moist pussy and the dimple of her bumhole. She gave a little moan at the sight, looking back, just as I took a second video capture.

  ‘Oh, you bitch!’ she sighed.

  ‘Shut up!’ I answered her. ‘I want you to remember this.’

  I set the camera to take a picture every five seconds and went back to her bum, giving her another, harder smack. She really yelped, worse with the next two, squealing like anything. I gave three more, then stopped.

  ‘You’re a big baby!’ I told her. ‘Come on, get these in your mouth. I want you good and warm.’

  I’d already put my hands on her panties, and she watched as I drew them down and off her legs.

  ‘Not too hard, Jade,’ she said.

  ‘You need it quite hard,’ I told her, ‘but don’t worry. It’ll be good. Trust me, you don’t know the meaning of hot until you’ve been given a proper spanking. I’m going to warm you, and make you come, and when I’ve finished I’m going to make you get down on your knees and lick my pussy. While you’re licking you can think about how bad you’ve been, and how hot your bum is as a result.’

  ‘I haven’t been bad!’ she wailed.

  ‘No?’ I demanded. ‘Wanking off cab drivers to get out of paying your fare? Letting other girls pick you up in bars? You’re a dirty, smutty little bitch, aren’t you, Zoe?’

  ‘Yes,’ she sobbed.

  ‘And you deserve to be punished?’

  ‘I’m not –’

  ‘Yes, you do, and you know it, so if you can’t take your spanking like a big girl you’ve got to have the gag. Now open up!’

  Her mouth came open, reluctantly, but at least as willingly as mine would have done if someone was going to stuff my panties in it. I made her take the lot, leaving just a little tag of white cotton sticking out from between her lips, and went back to spanking her.

  She was already warm, her skin a rich pink and hot to the touch, her pussy moist and puffy around the hole. I laid in, harder, and harder, until the slaps were making my hand sting and her bottom-cheeks were bouncing and quivering. She responded too, kicking and bucking over my lap, with odd, muffled little noises coming through her panty gag, which I ignored.

  Not that she tried to get off my lap, but I could sense her arousal in the way she moved, rising through her pain, until what I hoped was the right moment. I cocked my leg up hard between hers, hard, spreading the wet flesh of her pussy over my leg. It was a trick I’d had used on me before, and sure enough, Zoe began to rub herself on my thigh with just the same show of wanton excitement I’d have given if it had been me taking the spanking.

  She just went crazy, squirming herself on my leg, her bottom bucking up and down with frantic speed, her smacked cheeks wobbling crazily, just lost to anything except her pleasure and the spanking she was getting. I kept on smacking her, as hard as I could, jamming her hot wet pussy onto my thigh with each slap, until my palm was stinging furiously and my arm was starting to ache. At last she started to come. I saw her pussy and bumhole clench, her thighs and bottom too, her whole body shaking with the force of her climax as I beat her furiously down onto my knee.

  She was gasping by the end, with the soggy panties on the floor under her head where they’d dropped out of her mouth. Her bum was as red as a cherry, and bruised. I was pleased with that because, although I’d dished it out to a few girls before, I’d made such a mess of a bum with my bare hand. Unfortunately my palm was just as bruised as her bum.

  Zoe got up, slowly. Her face was as red as her bum, her mouth open, looking as if she’d just had the shock of her life, which maybe she had.

  ‘Good?’ I asked.

  ‘Great!’ she answered.

  ‘I’m glad, because you’ve really slimed my combats. Look!’

  ‘Whoops,’ she answered, looking down at the dirty white smear on the leg of my trousers. ‘Sorry. Could you untie my hands?’

  She turned her back, her hot bottom just inches from my face. I set to work on the tie, which she’d tugged really tight when she lost control of herself.

  ‘You didn’t mind, did you?’ she asked. ‘I mean . . . on your leg?’

  ‘No, silly, that’s what you were supposed to do. Best way for a girl to come, OTK, rubbing on her spanker’s leg.’

  ‘OTK?’

  ‘Over the knee, the way I spanked you.’

  ‘You know a lot about it.’

  ‘I’ve had a lot of it, and read a lot.’

  The knot came loose and she slid her hands free, rubbing them as she went on talking. She sat down, on my lap, and I gave her a gentle kiss, taking her hot bottom in one hand.

  ‘I used to get it at Whispers,’ I went on, ‘in the back room, just about every weekend.’

  ‘Whispers?’ she responded. ‘That’s scary! I’ve heard they do stuff with hot wax and whips and chains and all sorts . . .’

  ‘I got thrown out.’

  ‘What for?’

  ‘Peeing on the floor . . .’

  Zoe’s hand had gone to her mouth, her eyes wide in astonishment.

  ‘It was an accident!’ I blurted out. ‘It wasn’t fair, either. This girl had me on a cross, tied up. Instead of punishing me she tickled me! I’m so ticklish, I couldn’t stand it, and when she did under my bum I just wet myself, all over the floor, and her.’

  ‘No!’ Zoe exclaimed. ‘And you got thrown out?’

  ‘Yeah, and it wasn’t my fault. It was Sam’s, the girl who had me tied up. She’s supposed to be this big, hard leather dyke. She should have known better, or at least taken the blame.’

  ‘You are into some heavy stuff, Jade! Doesn’t it scare you?’

  ‘Not really. I’m used to it, I suppose. Sometimes the girls get a bit too rough with me, but I can look after myself.’

  ‘I’d never have the guts!’

  ‘You went with me.’

  ‘Yeah, and I didn’t expect to end up with a smacked bottom!’

  ‘Nice, though, isn’t it?’

  ‘Yeah, warm an
d glowing.’

  She put her hands back, rubbing her sore bottom. I put mine on top of her, and kissed her again. Her mouth opened under mine, and her arms went around my neck. We snogged, our mouths open, tongues just touching, both of us stroking and soothing her smacked cheeks. She was pushing it out, and her kisses were getting more passionate. I hadn’t come, and I was just about ready.

  ‘Stand up,’ I told her, ‘turn your bum to me and put your hands on your head.’

  She giggled, but she did as she was told, standing and sticking her bum right out, tucking the skirt up into its waistband before she put her hands up. I leaned forwards, to kiss the hot flesh of her cheeks. Her pussy-lips were showing between her thighs, and I could smell her, while her crease was quite well parted, the flesh pale in contrast to her reddened cheeks. I ran my tongue up the groove, tasting her skin.

  ‘You are way into my bum, aren’t you?’ she said.

  ‘It’s lovely,’ I told her, letting my tongue push in between the soft cheeks.

  I’d spanked her, but I was rapidly losing my sense of dominance. With that hot little bottom in my face it was impossible to hold back. I found myself burrowing my tongue in deeper, to find her bumhole, licking at the little dimple with my tongue tip. She bent forwards, putting her hands on the desk. I took her hips, pulling my face into her, and licking at her bottom. She sighed, and wiggled it. I went lower, to lap at her pussy, and to run my tongue right up, from the swell of her pubic mound to the top of her bottom crease, again and again, until it was wet with saliva.

  ‘You were going to make me lick you, Jade,’ she reminded me. ‘You said you’d spank me and make me lick your pussy. I want to.’

  ‘All right,’ I answered, ‘get busy, then.’

  She turned, sinking quickly to her knees. I stood, briefly, pushing my trousers and panties down to the floor. With my thighs well spread I sat back, watching the view from the camera as Zoe began to nuzzle my pussy. It showed her in all her glory, the school skirt tucked high, her naked bottom pushed out, the cheeks red, the crease wet with my saliva. She began to lick, urgently, lapping at the whole of my pussy, touching my clitty each time.