The following is a complete work of fiction, involving female-female domination. None of the people in this story are based on any real person or real situation. This story may not be copied for any use other than intended by the author. Civil and kind comments may be sent to the author at kc453645@hotmail.com
All through school I could not stop thinking about being spanked, even though I knew it was wrong. I had dreamt of being at Lydia's apartment, standing before her naked and then lying on her naked lap as she spanked my bottom again and again and again.
I felt asleep in study hall and had the same dream. The teacher woke me up and told me to sit out in the hallway until she came to talk with me about the proper use of a study hall. I sheepishly walked out with my head down and sat outside the doorway.
Suddenly a voice asked me what I was doing outside of the classroom. I looked up and it was my friend Sarah. "Sarah, what are you doing here," I asked.
"Your study hall teacher called the principals office and they asked me to come and get you, however, I have another idea."
"What is your idea," I said, noticing her devilish smile she had every time she thought of something good and nasty.
"I think you deserve a spanking. Stand up and place your hands against the wall," she said. "Sarah, I can't do that here in school. Somebody may see us."
"Do it quickly before the bell rings for the class change and then everyone will see you," she said. I was scared and nervous and excited at the same time. I did not want to get spanked in school, let alone by my good friend Sarah. But the thought of it made me tingle inside and I found myself getting up and placing my hands against the wall. Sarah reached up under my skirt and removed my panties, telling me to lift up one foot at a time so she could fully get them out of the way.
She lifted my skirt up and placed it on my outstretched back, leaving my bare butt open for her hand. Thankfully she did not make me count out loud, but her spanks were very loud by themselves, echoing in the empty hallway, causing me to grow nervous that someone may hear us.
My eyes were watering when she got to 30, and I felt my pussy growing wetter. Sarah kept spanking me until she saw a trail of wetness run down my inner thigh.
"Go back to your study hall, Katie, and meet me in the locker room after school," Sarah said. "What about my panties?" I asked. "I said go to your study hall. Do you want another spanking?"
I rushed into the classroom just as the bell rang. I gathered my things and went to my next class. I could not stop my pussy and just the feeling of sitting in a classroom with no panties and a red behind was enough to make me cum. I patted my pussy with a tissue as I did not want to cause a scene, but my teacher saw what I was doing and asked me to stand up and come to her desk.
"What are you doing Katie," she said. "I saw you playing with your pussy in class."
I was stunned to hear this. I was not playing with my pussy anyway, just patting it dry. I did not know what to say. "Only bad girls play with their pussies in class, Katie. You are a bad girl and need to be punished."
My eyes widened as I could not believe what I was hearing. I had just been spanked by my friend and I could not believe I was about to get spanked again.
"Come over my lap and let me spank some sense into you," she said. The rest of the class looked at me as I lay across the teacher's lap. She lifted up my skirt and started spanking me. At one point she asked the class to start counting aloud. I was so embarrassed I wanted to hide but there was no place to go. Once the class got to 40 she stopped and told me to go back and sit in my seat and think about what I had done.
All I could think of was how it hurt to sit on my red butt and how turned on I was by my teacher. My pussy was wetter than before but I did not dare pat it dry with a tissue. I left the class leaving a puddle on the seat.
After school I rushed to the locker room and met Sarah, who told me she could not make the practice run that day but urged me to do it anyway. I really liked running with Sarah, but I really wanted to see Lydia again, and even if Sarah was not running, I knew I had to.
I slipped out of my skirt and Sarah noticed my ass was red. "Is it still red from me," she asked. "No, my sixth period teacher spanked me for playing with my pussy in class," I said. Sarah giggled and said she had to go.
I went on my run and grew tired as I was mid-point in the forest. Apparently all the spanking had taken something out of me, but I was determined to make it to Lydia's place. I got there all sweaty and out of breath, and found Lydia waiting for me in her usual spot.
"I was wondering if you were going to make it today," she said.
"You are all I can think about," I blurted out. She led me inside and offered me a bottle of water. We walked up to her apartment and went inside. Sarah was there wearing a dominatrix outfit of black leather straps and a large paddle in her hand.
"What took you so long Katie? I have been waiting for 15 minutes. Get in the shower and come out for your spanking."
Seeing Sarah like that made me get all excited and I wanted to play with myself right there. I hustled into the shower and soaped myself up before rinsing off and grabbing a towel. I left the bathroom and saw Lydia also was wearing a dominatrix outfit.
"Katie, lay across my lap and Sarah will spank you. She said you liked it when she spanked you in school today."
I blushed from the thought of Sarah telling Lydia that, but I so wanted to get spanked I would have done anything wrong for punishment.
I lay across Lydia's lap and Sarah stood in front of us, wailing her paddle against my butt until it was a dark crimson red. Then Lydia and Sarah changed places and I was spanked again with the paddle. Overall it must have been 75 spanks and my pussy was super wet. Sarah asked Lydia to stop and she started fingering me. I was so hot that Sarah's fingers thrusting in and out of me were enough to make me cum.
I got off of Sarah and knelt in front of her, placing my mouth over her swollen vagina which was begging to be licked. I tongued her in and out until she came, covering my face with her wetness. Lydia picked me up and licked my face, then pushed me on the bed and went down on me. She switched into a 69 position and I worked my fingers and tongue on her until she came, squirting her cum out all over my face and neck. I opened my mouth to catch some of it and she tasted so sweet. That made me cum and I felt Lydia grind her face in my pussy.
By this time Sarah had already cleaned herself up and Lydia ordered me to take another shower. I had just stepped in when Lydia joined me and ordered me to bath her. I soaped up a washcloth and rubbed it against her chest and back, then her arms and legs, and finally her pussy and ass. Afterward, Lydia rinsed off and stepped out, telling me I had five minutes to clean myself and get dressed and get downstairs in the shop.
Thoughts raced through my mind: What clothes would I wear? I had nothing with me except my sweaty running top and shorts. And, what did she have in mind that I needed to be dressed?
Not wanting to further burden Lydia with my lateness and make her want to punish me again, I decided to get ready quick. I so loved being spanked but I was feeling woozy and needed to take a break.
Leaving the bathroom I found a set of clothes on her bed, two bandannas. I was not sure what to do with them, but with only one minute to spare, I made a quick and fateful decision. I created a skirt out of the larger bandanna, which only had enough material to cover my pussy and ass if I completed covered one thigh and left one thigh completely exposed. Any kind of wind would be enough to kick up the skirt as if I was trying to flash someone. The smaller bandanna was just enough material to make into a bikini top, which I tied into a knot behind my back. I slipped on a pair of open toe high heels next to the bed and hurried down the stairs. It was awkward with four-inch heels, but I managed to get down stairs just as Lydia and Sarah were exiting the shop. I was right behind them as Lydia locked the door. Not knowing where we were going, and being too afraid to ask, I simply followed them as we walked a few blocks and got to a mini-van.
"You will sit in the back, Katie. Here, let me help you," Lydia said. She opened the sliding door and I saw the back of the van was empty except for one car seat. Lydia strapped me in, making sure my upper and lower bodies were secured to the chair. She also made me lift up a little so she could move the bandanna cloth away from by butt. I did not question her. Sarah sat in the front passenger seat and Lydia took the driving chair. They played music which made it hard for me to hear what they were doing.
All of a sudden I felt something poking me from under the seat. It was a strange feeling, but not too uncommon to the vibrators Sarah and I would play with on the weekends. This object entered my pussy and impaled me on the seat. I was rocking back and forth with the movement of the van, and I was becoming aroused. I gritted my teeth as I tried to hold on and not cum, but it was no use as the more the van rocked, the more I moved around the dildo. As I was about to cum I let out a little sigh and then rolled my eyes back in my head which whipped back as I had a big orgasm which left me completely drained.
The dildo left my vagina as it retreated back into the seat. I was too exhausted and ashamed to say anything. The van soon stopped and Lydia and Sarah exited the van, leaving their windows cracked open, and left me behind. I wondered if they had forgotten about me. Did they know I made a mess of myself? Was I being punished?
I was worried that Lydia or Sarah was going to spank my raw butt again. The thoughts made be wet again but I was scared at the same time. The side door opened and Sarah entered the van. She began removing my seat belts when she said, "Katie, did you cum all over yourself in the van? What's wrong with you? Can't you act respectable anywhere, you pig."
Sarah's words made me want to cry. I was acting like a pig, a filthy dirty pig, unable to stop myself from coming in Lydia's van. Sarah cleaned me with a wet nap and told me to get out of the van. I was thankful Lydia had moved my bandanna skirt to the side so I did not leave a dark wet spot on it, a telltale sign that a woman is excited.
Sarah took my hand and led me into a restaurant where Lydia was already sitting at a booth facing the door. Sarah sat next to her and I sat across from them. Salads were already on the table. Lydia said I could start eating and I was so thankful, as I had not had anything all day except for a piece of raisin toast for breakfast and a banana and pop for lunch.
Soon our meals arrived. While they ate broiled chicken or fish, I had a kiddy meal of a fish sticks and fries.
Still afraid to ask why I was being treated this way, or if the waitress had made a mistake, I began eating my fish sticks with my head down. Lydia and Sarah chatted amongst themselves, and I could not clearly hear them over the din from the restaurant.
We left after an hour and Sarah put me back in the chair in the back of the van. "Try to control yourself this time Katie. I do not want to have to clean you up again."
I meekly said OK and Sarah slammed the door shut. Once again I was left alone as Lydia and Sarah left to go elsewhere. The backdoor opened 15 minutes later and two young boys about my age lifted a box into the van. One of them said to the other, "Look at that tied up bitch. What I would do to fuck her brains out." The other boy laughed and said he wanted to fuck my mouth and cum down my throat. They actually started to enter the van before Lydia came to close the doors shut. I could not turn around and had no idea what the boys looked like or what the package was.
When the van started up again I was left alone, the radio playing and Lydia and Sarah chatting. All of a sudden I felt a push from under the seat, only this time it was under my butt. A dildo slowly crept up into my asshole and then started to vibrate. I gripped the arm rails of my chair as this coupled with the movement of the van was bringing me to another rolling orgasm. I thought I had it under control when the other dildo pushed into my soppy wet pussy. It started to vibrate and I soon came. I was brought to another orgasm before the two vibrators retreated in the seat and the van stopped. I had no clue where we were, having lost all my concentration as I was focused on my orgasms.
Sarah once again came to get me and found me again covered in cum and the seat covered in cum, too. She scolded me and told me Lydia had selected a punishment for what I had done. I was so afraid I started to cry and wanted to hug Sarah, but she pushed away from me and told me to get my filthy ass outside the van. I had to help Sarah carry the large box up the stairs to Lydia's place, and then was told to clean my dirty pussy in the shower.
What had become of me? Why did I crave spankings so much that I let myself become used by other people? Why did I have to cum every time I was aroused? I knew I had an easy time of reaching orgasm, but why so often? And why was my friend turning on me? She was my friend and now she was working with Lydia, a woman I only knew as someone who was attractive and someone who I loved to spank me with her bare hand.
After I had cleaned off I dried myself with a towel and left the bathroom naked. Lydia called me over to the bed and had me sit in her lap. I was nude and she was fully clothed. She began stroking my hair and asking why I had been bad.
"I am sorry I came in your van. I could not control myself," I said. "That is too bad, Katie. Good girls act proper when they are out in public. Sarah did not cum in the van? Good girls also dress appropriately, wearing clothes that cover them. You dressed like a whore tonight. You must be punished."
I got off of her lap and was led to another room in the apartment, where Sarah was waiting leaning against a large contraption.
I thought I had seen it before on a late night television show, but was not clear if that is what it was.. It looked like a weightlifting bench but with several modifications. Sarah spoke up and said what I dreaded she would say.
"This is a spanking machine, Katie. Little pigs like you who cum all over yourself and your owner's van have to be punished and spanking is the only way you cum-pigs will learn."
Sarah was right. I was a cum sucking pig. I was a dirty girl pig who could not control herself and came anytime she pleased. I really needed help and was glad my friend Sarah was there for me.
"Let Sarah show you how to get into the spanking machine, Katie, and then we can get on with the rest of our evening," Lydia said. Sara told me to lie on the board and bending at my hips so my legs were hanging off the board but my feet were not touching the floor. Sarah handcuffed me to the top of the board and put a strap on my back to keep me from coming up. She also tied a strap around the back of my thighs so I could not move my legs. I was tied down to the table.
Sarah turned on the machine and it made a whizzing sound as if it had just received a rush of electricity. "This is going to sting a little, but over time you will enjoy it," Sarah said.
With that the first wack of the spanking board came at my butt, and it did sting. "Ouch, that hurts," I said. Sarah came up to my face and told me to open my mouth. She then stuffed a dirty pair of her panties into my mouth and put duct tape over my mouth so they were stuck there. They tasted like Sarah's pussy and I was actually feeling as if I was in heaven. Then the next wack of the spanking board came and brought me back into reality.
The board hit me in a rhythm of once ever 15 seconds, enough time for me to catch my breath through my nose and forget about the next spank. After a few minutes Sarah and Lydia left the room. I heard the door to the apartment open and close. They had left me there alone. I could not move, could not call out for help, all I could do was lay there and take the spankings of the board.
I tried keeping count of the number of spanks, but lost count after 25. They started stinging so bad I lost my thoughts. I felt something trickling down my butt and thought it was blood from the spanking board opening up welts it had created on my butt. Or, maybe the trickling was cum oozing out of my pussy and making me think it was coming from my butt. I was so confused and I so wanted Sarah and Lydia to return and turn off this spanking machine.
After awhile I passed out and did not awake until I heard Sarah telling Lydia that they had been gone for too long. The machine was turned off and Sarah released me from the board. Lydia helped me up and carried me to her large bathtub. She gently placed me down into a hot bubble bath and told me to relax and think of pretty thoughts. I thought of Lydia naked spanking me with her bare hand and I smiled.
Lydia said there would be no more spanking for me for the next few days, at least until the welts on my butt healed. I cried when she said this and she held me close to her and stroked my hair as she comforted me. I begged to be spanked, not realizing that she was doing something good for me.
"I have been very bad and have to get spanked," I said. "Please spank my bottom with your hand. I am a dirty cum pig and I need to be punished." Lydia placed her finger over my lips and told me to be quiet.
"Hush my little dear. You are safe with me. Sarah has called your mother and said you were sleeping over at her house. You will spend the night with me as I nurse your little bottom to good health," Lydia said.
That night Lydia let me sleep next to her, but only after she made me eat her pussy until she came three times and left me with a girl cum facial.
The next couple of days at school were hard as I had trouble sitting on the hard wooden chairs. My butt did not have any cushion from all my running, and I was no longer wearing underwear under Sarah's orders. One of my teacher's saw me squirming in my seat and asked me to stand up and say what the matter was. I told her I was having trouble sitting on the chair because I had welts on my butt. The whole class laughed, but my teacher stared at me and told me to see her after class.
When the bell rang, everyone got up and left the room, except for the teacher and me. She walked over to the door and locked it closed, then told me to come to her desk. I had to disrobe so she could inspect my body. Sure enough she found the welts, which were covered under a film of a healing cream Lydia applied.
"Who did this to you Katie?" she asked. I hesitated to answer her, and she asked me again, only saying this time she would have to punish me if I did not answer. I started to speak when she said I had had time enough.
"Your butt is too bruised to spank," she said. "I will have to spank your pussy. Lie on my desk and do it quickly."
I was really scared and did not know what to do. I loved being spanked on my butt, but had never been spanked on my pussy. Sarah gave me a few love pats during our fun times, but never a hard spank. My teacher had a mean look in her eyes and I did not want to make her madder so I hopped up on her desk as best I could and laid flat.
Without saying a word she spanked me on my pussy, causing me to get a tingle down there. She did it again and again and again. I looked and saw that my pussy lips were a bright red and was getting swollen with all my wetness.
After the next couple spanks my teacher noticed I was getting excited and she stuck her finger in me. I closed my eyes as she started thrusting in and out and then used two fingers and then three. I was close to coming when my teacher ordered me to cum on her fingers. I let loose with everything I had in me and came really hard.
My teacher kept her fingers in me for a little while until I had eased down. She pulled them out and put them to my lips, ordering me to clean her fingers or face more pussy spankings. I licked and sucked her fingers into my mouth, cleaning my cum off of her hand.
She let me dress before unlocking the door. I really had trouble walking with my ass burning and my pussy burning from getting spanked. Even though I knew it was bad of me, I felt so good and proud inside.
I entered the hallway and saw Sarah standing next to the doorway. "Did you like your spanking cum pig," she said to me with a giggle. "Yes, I liked it," I said, not noticing what she called me at first. I suddenly hoped no one heard her say what she said.
"I can't believe you liked getting spanked on your pussy Katie? What kind of dirty pig are you anyway?" Sarah said to me. I was stunned and ashamed and reached out to her for a hug but she pushed me away. "Don't come near me with your cum mouth. How disgusting you liked your own cum off someone's hand." How did she know? The door was locked and I thought no one watched what happened inside. Why was my best friend doing this to me?
The bell rang for the next class to start and I was late. I rushed off and just made it as the teacher was closing the door. She made me stand at the front of the class while she got everyone settled and started on our assignment. She came over to me and told me to go to step outside and wait for her. I did and felt so bad for what I was doing. I was being a bad girl and was messing up everything. I so missed Lydia's touch of her hand against my butt. I wished my welts had healed enough so she would spank me again.
The teacher came out and lectured me on being on time to class and how I was bad for being late and needed to be punished. I wondered where all this was coming from, but was pulled away from my thoughts as the teacher grabbed me by my arm and pushed me into the janitor's closet. She closed the door behind her and switched on the light.
"Remove your clothes Katie, I have to spank you. Bad girls get spanked." I was so in love with her at that moment, if only she would spank my butt. I quickly removed my top and skirt. The teacher turned me around and saw that my butt had large welts on it. She then turned me around again and saw that my pussy was a crimson red.
"It seems the only place left to spank you is on your boobs, honey," she said. I blushed as I really had never been spanked on my boobs before. This was all new to me. She told me to stand against the wall to brace myself. I did and started feeling the spanks on my two tities. I was melting it felt so good. I do not know how many times she spanked me. I smiled the whole time and got really excited. I came once while she was spanking me and another time when she started grinding her knee into my pussy. I was a complete mess when she opened the door and told me I had one minute to collect myself, dress and get back in class.
I was sweating from being in the closet, I had cum dripping down my legs, and my tits, pussy and ass were all a dark red color. My tits were sure to show through my white top. I was so ashamed. I really was a cum pig like Sarah said. I was dirty and came in a janitor's closet.
I left the closet still a pile of sweat and cum and Sarah was standing there laughing and pointing at me. "You are a filthy pig Katie. Lydia will be furious when she finds out."
Sarah walked away and I fell to my knees in tears. I so wanted to get Sarah's approval and that of Lydia. I did not want to be a cum pig even if that is what I was and even if I liked it.
At cross country practice I had to change in front of everyone and they all saw the welts on my butt and my red pussy and boobs. I ran with Sarah and tried to keep up with her but my sore butt, pussy and boobs were slowing me down. I arrived at Lydia's coffee shop and dropped at the door I was so exhausted. Lydia took pity on me and carried me inside her apartment. She slowly removed my clothes and got in the bathtub with me, stroking my hair and lightly petting my tits.
She placed her mouth over mine and started French kissing me, placing her tongue inside my mouth. I opened my eyes and just let her take me over. I was hers to play with and I enjoyed it. She was using me for her own pleasure.
She took my hand and placed it down by her pussy. I started stroking it and began to finger her. I got two fingers in before her whole body shook in an orgasm. She held onto me and I pushed myself into her body, pressing my sore boobs against her. I did not see Sarah that time, and once again slept over at Lydia's, dozing off still in her warm embrace. If I was a dirty cum pig, at least I was a loved dirty cum sucking pig.