The previous evening, Mandy had received her first spanking and caning from her husband, Dave. It had been a revelation. Mandy almost came during the spanking and again during the caning.

After her caning, Dave had fucked her as she lay bent over the dining room table. It had been fantastic, the best sex they had ever had. They had gone to bed and the sex continued until they were tired out and had fallen asleep.

The next morning, Mandy woke up gloriously sore from the sex and the spanking. She cuddled up to her husband, Dave, to wake him. Normally, it was Dave who woke up with a hard-on, wanting sex. However, this morning, it was Mandy who was turned on and eager for more.

As they cuddled, Mandy’s hand sneaked down to play with Dave’s penis to get him stiff. Once he was erect, she threw off the covers and bent down to give him a blow job. 

Dave woke up to find his usually reserved schoolteacher wife sucking his penis. He had thought it was a lovely dream. His first waking sight was Mandy’s striped bottom as she bent down to suck him off. 

He couldn’t believe his luck. Spanking and caning Mandy had led to an evening of fantastic sex. Now he woke up to the sight of his wife’s gorgeous arse, as she was giving him a blow job.

Dave was quick to join in. He stroked his hand up Mandy’s leg and touched her up between her legs. She was already wet and ready. His fingers went everywhere. He expertly circled around her clit. His fingers probed into her and found her G-spot. Then, for the first time, his wet sticky fingers stroked around her anus. Finally, he gently pushed his finger into Mandy’s bottom. This took Mandy over the edge, and she came with a massive orgasm.

Dave sat up. Mandy remained bent over, submissively offering her bottom and cunt to him. Dave needed little prompting. He smacked her bottom, telling her to widen her knees. He knelt between her legs and thrust into her as she bent over. 

Mandy noted how satisfyingly deep Dave's penis penetrated her in this submissive, bent over position. She reflected on how her feminist views conflicted with her body's pleasure at being submissive and beaten. Why was she so enjoying the pain of her husband pounding into her sore bottom? It was so good being bent over. Dave’s cock was grinding into her G-spot just perfectly.

Mandy was edging closer and closer to an orgasm. Dave then smacked her legs as he fucked her. Strangely, it was the pain of being spanked that took her over the edge to a massive climax. Dave had been struggling to hold off coming, so he came almost immediately after Mandy.

What a fantastic way to start Sunday.

They got up and had a shower together. They both examined Mandy’s striped bottom. Mandy loved the feeling as Dave ran his fingers over the weals on her bottom. They dried off, and Mandy started getting ready.

Dave suggested that before they dressed, he should put some cream on Mandy’s bottom. She lay down on the bed, face down. Dave lovingly rubbed cold cream into her bottom. He couldn’t resist exploring a little, so Dave rubbed some cream around Mandy’s anus.

Mandy said, “It’s so naughty of you touching me there. It seems wrong, but it feels so good.”

It seemed like the last twelve hours had transformed their sex life. It had gone from black and white to brightly coloured, and it would never be the same again. 

Dave’s hand strayed down between Mandy’s legs and started touching her up again.

Mandy jumped up saying, “Stop that, you naughty boy. At this rate, we won’t get anything done today.”

Dave smiled and was excited by being called a naughty boy by his sexy young schoolmistress. 

As they got dressed, Mandy bent over to pick something up off the floor. Dave couldn’t resist the temptation and gave Mandy a smack across her panties. She jumped up and glared at him, then smiled as she rubbed her bum.

Mandy jokingly asked, “Does this mean I won’t ever be able to bend over without getting my bottom smacked?”

Dave said, “Yes. it’s your fault; you shouldn’t have such a spankable bum.”

They went into the kitchen and prepared some breakfast. Without thinking, Mandy sat down on a tall wooden stool. She immediately jumped up in pain as her sore bottom landed on the hard wooden surface. 

Mandy said, “Every time I sit down for the next few days, I’m going to get a reminder of that caning and the wonderful sex we had last night.”

Dave said, “Yes. We have definitely got to get a cane of our own. I would love to see you bending over that stool that you’re sitting on.”

Mandy replied, “Careful young man, don’t forget that you’re going to get a dose of that cane later. Maybe I’ll have you bent over this stool.”

Dave smiled and submissively said, “Yes, Miss.”

After breakfast they went about their usual Sunday chores. Mandy spent most of the afternoon preparing for the next week’s classes. As usual, she worked at the dining table. It was covered with open books, papers and notes.  

More than once, she remembered the previous evening and had exciting flutters in her panties. She recalled being bent naked over the very same table, being caned and then fucked.

Eventually she got up and bent over the table. She stretched over it and hung onto the sides like when she was being caned. Just the memory of it was so exciting it made her moist. She spread her legs and went on tiptoe.

Even though it would be mortifyingly embarrassing, she sort of wished Dave would come in and find her bent over the table. He would take her there and then and satisfy the need in her panties.

The moment passed and reluctantly she got up. She sat down, leant back in the chair and spread her legs. Her hand went up her skirt and straight into her panties. For the first time ever, she masturbated downstairs.

Dave also reflected on the last twelve hours of exciting developments. How lucky was he? This beautiful young wife was as kinky as he was. She was clearly aroused by both the spanking and the caning. 

Even better, he had loved it when Mandy had sternly called him a naughty young man. He was looking forward to getting a good caning later.

After they had prepared and eaten their dinner, the young couple settled down in the living room. They were both reading but knew what was coming next. 

Mandy broke the silence by sternly saying, “I think it’s about time you had your caning, young man. Do you want to have a spanking to warm you up?”

Dave replied, “No, Miss, I would like to have a cold caning, like we had at school.”

Mandy said, “Fair enough. Strip off and bring me the cane.”

Dave stripped off in front of Mandy. He fetched the cane and submissively presented it to Mandy. They both found it exciting, her being fully clothed and him being stark naked.

Mandy put the cane down and said, “Hands on head, and shoulders back.”

She stroked and pinched his nipples. She looked down and feigned surprise at his fully erect penis. 

Mandy knelt down, and fondled his cock and balls saying, “These are nice; are they for me? Maybe later.” 

Then, coldly, she said, “Go and get the stool. Then get yourself bent over it.”

Dave brought the stool in from the kitchen and placed it into the middle of the living room. He bent over the stool.

Mandy smacked the back of his thighs and said, “Spread your legs, you naughty boy. If you move from that position, I will start again from the beginning.”

He felt exposed, vulnerable and excited.

Although she sounded authoritative, Mandy was nervous. She had meant to practice beating a cushion with the cane, but she had been too busy. She hadn’t used a cane before and didn’t have a clue what to do.

She knew it was important not to strike too high and risk hitting the bony end of the spine. But she didn’t know how to hold the cane. Or where to stand. Or how high to swing the cane. Or how hard to hit him. Basically, she didn’t know what to do.

The first stroke was ineffective. It landed in the middle of Dave’s bottom but lacked strength. It hurt, but not like it was supposed to. It was supposed to be excruciatingly painful.

The second stroke wasn’t any better. It hadn’t landed straight and had only struck one of Dave’s buttocks. 

The rest of the caning continued in a similar fashion. Dave made appropriate noises, but it hadn’t been a proper caning. They were both disappointed. Clearly Mandy needed a lot of practice using the cane.

After the caning, they were both a bit subdued. They both knew it had been a bit of a disaster. They went to bed and made love, but it wasn’t the same as the previous evening.

The next day it was back to work. Mandy and Alice met up in the staff room at morning break. Alice sat next to Mandy and whispered, “How did it go?”

Mandy replied, “Good and bad.”

Alice said, “What happened? Are you OK?”

Mandy said, “Not here. Let’s go to the loo.”

Once they got to the toilets, they checked they were alone and Alice said, “So what happened?"

Mandy told her everything, “It was amazing. He had me strip off to my undies and stand in front of him with my hands on my head. He pulled down my bra and played with my nipples. It was so sexy I thought I was going to come.”

Alice said, “That sounds great; you are so lucky. I have to tell Tom to do that sort of stuff.”

Mandy went on, “Then, he said I needed a panty inspection." 

Alice moaned, “Oohh, how sexy is that. A panty inspection?”

“Yes, he pulled down my panties and touched me up. He said I was wet and dirty and needed a damn good spanking. He pulled me over his knee and spanked me.

“Then he touched me up, until I nearly came. Then he spanked me again, harder this time.

“Then he touched me up again.

“Finally, he spanked my legs. It was so sexy, I nearly came, over and over again.”

Alice said, “Blimey, he’s good. That’s called edging. When they bring you almost to the point of coming, over and over again.”

Mandy then said, “Then he had me bent over the dining table. He made me spread my legs apart and stand on tiptoe for my caning."

Alice whistled and said, “Fucking hell, Mandy, he sounds awesome. I wouldn’t mind a bit of that. Get your knickers down and bend over, girl. I want to see your stripes.”

Mandy pulled her knickers down and bent over. Alice pulled up her skirt and ran her fingers over the weals. 

Alice said, “Well, that’s a proper caning you had there. How did you find it?"

Mandy got up, pulled up her panties and admitted, “It was fantastic. The heat went straight down between my legs. By the time he finished caning me, I was begging for him to fuck me. He did and it was the best I’ve ever had.”

Alice said, “I told you that, didn’t I?”

The bell rang and it was time to go back to the next lesson.

Mandy said, “So, that’s the good bit. The bad bit was when I tried to cane Dave. I didn’t have a clue, and it was a disaster.”

Alice said, “Don’t worry, we can sort that out at lunch time.”

They both went their separate ways. Alice went away wondering how she could get a caning from the masterful Dave, Mandy wondering if she could get Alice to teach her how to cane Dave properly.

At lunchtime they ate with the other teachers as usual. Then they went off to an empty classroom to continue their discussion. Alice said, “So, what went wrong?”

Mandy told her all about her disastrous attempt to cane Dave.

Alice pretended to think it over and then said, “How about I come round one night and teach you how to cane Dave. I could bring Tom. I could demonstrate on him or Dave. You can practice on both of them. Perhaps if we offer to receive a caning from them, they would be up for it?” 

Mandy thought and said, “Yes, that’s an idea. As long as it’s just caning each other. I don’t want sex with Tom or you with Dave.”

Alice said, “Yes, of course.” Although what she thought was, maybe that might come later, once Mandy has loosened up a bit.

Mandy said, “So, we will both run it past our blokes tonight?”

Alice replied, “Yep, maybe for next weekend?”

Fairly obviously, both Dave and Tom thought this was a brilliant idea. Most men would jump at the chance of being caned by a sexy young schoolmistress. Even better, the chance to cane her or watch her being caned.

All agreed, the date was set for next Saturday night.

To be continued ….