A Spanky Education: Part1

Hey! Guess what? I am still alive. Been really busy with school and work but found some time to write some storyyyyyy.



“Alright. Are you ready?”

Jordyn blushed and nodded shyly, biting her lip.

“Okay,” Morena smiled, “go get changed. Jack and I will set up downstairs.” She sent the young woman up to the spare bedroom with a swat to her backside.

Jordyn grinned excitedly as she ran up the stairs to change into her school girl uniform.

She changed as quickly as she could, not wanting to miss out on anything, then ran back down the stairs in her stockinged feet pulling her hair back into a ponytail as she went.

When she entered the living room she saw a couple text books, some paper, a ruler and a pencil lying on the coffee table. She padded over and sat on the floor, picking up the pencil and twirling it nervously between her fingers waiting for a sign that the scene had begun.

It wasn`t long before the distinctive sound of a strong palm meeting unprotected flesh began to ring out rhythmically from the open basement door.

Jordyn`s heart skipped a beat and her stomach fluttered at the sound of the first slap. She drew in a deep shaky breath as she stood up and headed quietly towards the source of the sound.

Her heart pounded in her ears and she bit her lip trying to contain the eager grin possessing her lips as she slowly descended the basement stairs. Stopping at the small landing, she crouched down and peeked around corner, letting out a small whimper at the sight before her.

Morena was bent over a padded work bench resting on her forearms, her dress flipped up and draped across her back, her panties pooled around one ankle.

Jordyn`s eyes were immediately drawn to the pink hue colouring the beautiful, prominently displayed, smooth, round cheeks of Morena`s ass.

She watched, entranced, as Jack continued to spank her. Each slap causing her body to rock forward slightly, drawing small whimpers and yelps of pain.

“Oooh, ow, honey please! I’m sorry!” She pleaded as the slaps came down harder, faster.

Jordyn squirmed and shuffled further back on the landing, out of site. Only the side of her face was visible as she spied on her ‘caregivers’.

~ ~ ~

When setting up the scene, they had decided that Jordyn would be the daughter of a close family friend who had come to stay with them while attending University.

“Since when do University students wear uniforms?” Jordyn had asked with more than a hint of attitude, leaning against the kitchen counter.

Morena had raised a brow at Jordyns smart ass comment, calmly putting down her coffee mug before gripping Jordyns bicep, turning her sideways and landing three sharp swats to her backside.

Jordyn had yelped then giggled as she rubbed out the sting.

“Watch your attitude young lady,” Morena had smirked.

~ ~ ~

Jordyn giggled at the memory then quickly jumped back when Jack turned his head in her direction.

“Shit!” she thought, holding her breath, heart pounding, feeling very much like a naughty teenager nearly caught sneaking about.

Jack paused to see if Morena was going to react to Jordyns obvious presence. When he saw her shoulders shaking lightly with a silent giggle of her own he decided to pick up the pace and brought his hand down hard on her backside.

She gasped and turned to glare over her shoulder, not quite managing to completely hide her grin.

Jack continued to rain down hard, stinging slaps delighting in the sight of Morena’s red cheeks squirming from side to side as she yelped and whimpered and pleaded.

“Please Jack, please! It won’t happen again, I swear!”

“Hmm, you know ... that sounds so familiar. Where have I heard that before?” Jack asked sarcastically. “Oh, I know,” he continued as he reached over to take down the leather strap that hung on the wall, “that’s what you said the last time you got a speeding ticket,” he finished sternly.

Jordyn peeked back around the corner to continue watching the scene.

“Oh God no, no please, not the strap.” Morena pleaded as she tried to stand up.

Jack pressed her firmly back down and kept his hand on her back, holding her in place. “The spanking I gave you the last time you got a speeding ticket obviously didn’t make much of an impression. Perhaps this,” he began, tapping the strap against her naked cheeks, “will be more successful.” He finished, before bringing the strap down with a loud crack.

Jordyn jumped at the sound, her eyes going wide as Morena cried out.

She moved further out of her hiding spot staring in awe at the wide, deep red stripe forming on Morena’s backside.

Jordyn swallowed thickly, her eyes glued to the strap as Jack raised his arm again and brought it down smartly, leaving another red stripe just below the first.

This time Morena arched up as she cried out.

Jordyn looked down at the tin can at the edge of the stair case. She was supposed to knock it over when she wanted to be ‘caught’ spying.

She bit her lip and decided to wait for one more lick of the strap. She knew the next one would be across Morenas sit spots and she found herself grinning at the thought of Morena squirming as she had Jordyn across her lap, spanking her for ‘spying’.

She bit her lip and watched intently as the strap came down again.

“Fuck!” Morena hissed as she kicked her legs and squirmed desperately under Jack’s large hand.

Jordyn couldn’t help the mischievous giggle that escaped just before she knocked over the can and quickly ran up the stairs as it clattered on the ground.

She slid into place at the coffee table and opened one of the texts books, sqribbling some random math equations onto the paper in front of her. 

“Were you in the basement young lady?” Morena asked sternly when she entered the living room, walking over to stand next to Jordyn.
“Um ... no?” she answered.

“No? You’ve just been sitting working on your homework since you got home?”

“Um, y-yeah?”

“Oh really?” Morena leaned down to pick up the open text book, closing it and showing Jordyn the cover. “Since when do you get math equations from a history text book?” She asked sternly.

“Uh, I-I-I,” she stammered before turning wide, sorrowful eyes up at Morena. “I’m sorry,” she whimpered.

“You will be.” Morena promised gravely, dropping the book on the coffee table.

Jordyn winced as the text hit the table then whimpered as Morena pulled her up by her arm.

---