It was the following day after and Emma, who was seventeen, had held prefect's detention and had spanked Lucy, who was sixteen, on her bare bottom, for having two detentions. Emma was the head prefect and head girl. Miss Hoskins had overseen the detention, and now held Emma back at the end of classes for the day. Emma wasn't sure why she was being held back but presumed that Miss Hoskins wanted to discuss yesterday's prefect's detention.  

Emma was in her summer school uniform of a short-sleeved green and white check gingham dress with white ankle socks. Miss Hoskins was in a sleeveless blue dress and also had bare legs as it was the height of summer.  

Emma was even more concerned when, once alone, Miss Hoskins said in a very stern tone of voice, "We need to discuss what you did yesterday, Emma. Please go to the punishment room, remove your knickers, raise your dress above your waist, and stand facing the wall. I expect your nose to be pressed against the wall by the time I get there."  

Emma was startled by Miss Hoskins's instruction, particularly down to the detail of taking her knickers off and facing the wall, which was the standard instruction given to those girls who were going to be either spanked or caned, or both. However, Miss Hoskins was her teacher and so Emma knew that she couldn't object. So, whilst worried, she quickly made her way towards the punishment room. The vacant sign was on the door, so she changed it to occupied, walked in, closed the door behind her, and went over to the desk. She raised her dress up, then eased her thumbs inside her knickers and pushed them down to the floor. She stepped out of them, scooped them up, and put them on the desk.  

Moments later, Emma had tucked the back of her dress into the white belt so that her bare bottom would continue to be seen as she went to press her nose against the wall and put her hands onto her head.  

It was a few minutes before Miss Hoskins came into the punishment room, although, at least, Emma assumed it was Miss Hoskins because she was not allowed to take her nose away from the wall. However, she heard Miss Hoskins say to her in a very stern tone, "Right, go and bend over the caning table, girl."  

Even though Emma had no idea what she had done wrong, she still knew that she couldn't argue and so, again obediently, went over and stood in front of the caning table. She had never been caned, therefore never before had to stretch out and grab the end of the table, which in turn meant her bottom cheeks were stretched for the cane to bite into. However, she did so and waited.  

Miss Hoskins made a point of going to the caning cupboard and getting out a senior cane, which she swished as she walked towards Emma. She positioned herself and rubbed the cane back and forth across Emma's bottom, and could tell that Emma was very worried about what was about to happen.  

Miss Hoskins said in her stern, authoritative teacher's tone of voice, "You will get thirty-six strokes of the cane for what you did yesterday."  

Emma gasped at the huge number of strokes that she was going to get, and again when Miss Hoskins tapped the cane twice on her bottom, indicating the caning was about to start. Emma wanted to argue, but was worried that, if she did, thirty-six strokes may become even more.  

However, Emma was again surprised when Miss Hoskins said, albeit still in the stern tone of voice, "I do have an alternative if you are interested, Emma?"  

Emma was certainly interested, although couldn't think what the alternative could be. She held onto the desk and squirmed around to look up at Miss Hoskins who was looking down at her.  

"What is the alternative, please, Miss Hoskins," Emma pleaded.  

Miss Hoskins said, "I have to say that I was rather aroused by watching you deal with that naughty girl, Lucy, so effectively yesterday. It got me thinking that I would like to be spanked as hard. So, the alternative is this. You will give me a bare bottom spanking, reducing me to tears and beyond. However, I cannot have you telling anyone and so if anyone at all mentions to me that you spanked me then I will give you the thirty-six strokes. So, Emma, decide what you want to do."  

Emma was shocked by what she was asked, but knew that she would far rather give Miss Hoskins a bare bottom spanking than take so many strokes of the cane. She was also quite happy to keep it a secret because she certainly wouldn't want to be caned for telling anyone. So, she replied, "I will give you the spanking, Miss Hoskins."  

Miss Hoskins smiled, albeit now looking slightly worried by what she had asked Emma to do, and said in a far less stern tone of voice, "In that case, Emma, you are now in charge."  

Emma was unsure and asked, "Can I get up then, Miss?"  

Miss Hoskins replied with a smile, "Yes you can Emma, and you can also put your knickers back on. You can then deal with me as strictly as you dealt with Lucy yesterday, and I will not object or stop you in any way."  

Emma was now recovering her composure as she pushed herself back up from the caning table, glaring at Miss Hoskins. She still wasn't sure it was all a joke and tested the position by ordering, "In that case, Miss Hoskins, you will now remove your knickers and hook the back of your dress into your belt and go and press your nose against the wall with your hands on your head." This would tell her how serious Miss Hoskins was, Emma told herself.  

Emma was therefore so surprised to see Miss Hoskins do exactly what she was told, and, moments later, had removed her knickers, and gone and pressed her nose against the wall with her hands on her head and her bare bottom on show. Emma now assumed that she really was going to give her teacher a very hard spanking, just as she had asked for. So, first, Emma went over to the table and picked up her knickers, stepped back into them, and once again felt like the prefect that she was. She then went and stood behind Miss Hoskins, leaned into her so that when she was speaking, Miss Hoskins would smell her breath, whilst at the same time she rubbed her teacher's bare bottom in circles. Emma whispered in Miss Hoskins's ear, "You are now going to find out what happens to naughty women."  

With that, Emma went and sat on the chair that the teachers used when spanking any of the girls.  

She sat down and decided to raise the hem of her dress right up so that Miss Hoskins would be lying across her bare thighs, and then ordered with a smirk, "I think you should take your dress off, Miss Hoskins, so do it."  

Miss Hoskins gasped but was happy enough to do as she was told. She remembered being spanked when she was at sixth form college but not since, and although she was one of the strict teachers here at college, for some reason she found watching Emma spank Lucy more erotic than anything else she could remember for such a long time, and she had masturbated time and again when in bed last night. She also told herself to find a way to have Emma deal with her as forcibly as she had dealt with the very naughty Lucy. She came up with the idea of the threat of the caning to both get Emma to the punishment room, and to at least level the additional threat that the caning would happen if the spanking became public knowledge. Well, everything had worked so far.  

Emma watched as Miss Hoskins unzipped her dress, pushed it down to her waist and then down to the floor, and stepped out of it. She saw that Miss Hoskins was nice and slim, with a good full cleavage, and had to admit that she did find Miss Hoskins rather fanciable. In fact, she knew she had found her so sexy for quite some time and had a college girl crush on her. She had even fantasied about Miss Hoskins disciplining her by both spanking and caning her, so it was quite a turnaround to find that it was she who was going to be spanking Miss Hoskins.  

Emma waited for Miss Hoskins to stand back up before ordering, "I think your bra as well, Miss Hoskins."  

In the event, Miss Hoskins was not concerned at all about removing her bra as she unclipped it, slid the straps down her arms, caught it, and placed it with her dress. She was, though, well aware that her nipples showed how aroused she was, and knew that Emma also saw that because the prefect was now looking directly at her breasts with a knowing look on her face.  

Emma saw how aroused Miss Hoskins was, and knew that her own knickers were getting damp as she looked at the teacher she fancied standing naked in front of her. Still feeling happy, she then ordered, "Okay, Miss Hoskins, come here and get across my lap."  

Miss Hoskins did as she was told, and went and stood by Emma, looking down at her bare thighs. When she saw Emma point at her thighs, so Miss Hoskins obediently bent down and eased herself down and across Emma's lap, catching her fall on the floor with her hands. She looked at the upside-down legs of the prefect, and also saw her own breasts just in front of her face as well as her legs dangling on the far side of the chair, all of which told her of the humiliating and submissive position she was now in. However, this was what she had wanted for so long, and really did want to find out whether she would be as aroused after being spanked as she was when fantasising about it.  

Emma waited for Miss Hoskins to settle before putting her hand on her bare bottom and rubbing in circles. She really couldn't believe that she had her ever so strict and often overbearing teacher across her lap, and that she had actually asked her to spank her. However, that is what she had asked for, and, just as she was focused when she had the naughty Lucy over her lap, so she was going to give Miss Hoskins the very hard spanking that she had asked for.  

It was clear to Emma that Miss Hoskins was going to stay across her lap, and so raised her hand and brought it down firmly on the teacher's far bottom cheek. She saw how the cheek surrendered to her hand, and then bounced back and swirled around as Emma lifted her hand back up. She smiled as she landed the second spank on Miss Hoskins near bottom cheek, and then proceeded to spank her on alternate bottom cheeks time and again. As she did so she convinced herself that she was no longer dealing with her strict teacher, but instead, just another naughty girl who needed to be spanked.  

Miss Hoskins coped easily enough with the initial spanks that landed on her bottom cheeks. She even liked the way that she looked at Emma's calf muscles which tensed, telling her that her hand was on its way down for yet another spank. She also saw her own legs dangling and that she had crossed them as the pain increased, just as she knew the college girls did when she spanked them when they were naughty. However, she found that she was relating much more to how the girls must've felt when being spanked, although she also told herself that perhaps she never actually spanked them hard enough because the spanking she was now getting really didn't hurt her so much at the moment.  

Emma continued to land her spanks on alternate bottom cheeks, turning both cheeks darker and darker shades of red. She heard mild gasps coming from Miss Hoskins, but nothing more, and therefore thought that the naughty teacher was coping reasonably well with the spanking. That didn't concern Emma, because she knew from yesterday that she would continue to spank this very naughty bottom for several more minutes on alternate bottom cheeks, knowing that the pain would intensify. In fact, her own hand was starting to sting a little, just as it did yesterday, but she knew that it wasn't going to be stinging anywhere near as much as Miss Hoskins' bottom cheeks were going to be stinging.  

 As the spanks continued to land on her bottom, so Miss Hoskins was beginning to realise that the stinging was getting to the stage where it was starting to hurt, and that she was letting out louder and louder gasps as she tensed her arms and legs and found it more and more difficult to cope. She wasn't close to crying, she told herself, at least, not yet, but the stinging was getting worse, and would continue to intensify, she knew that she would be crying soon, just as she had asked  Emma to make her do.  

Emma could tell that Miss Hoskins was struggling more and more with the spanking by the way that she was crossing her legs and clasping her hands together, which, she had to admit, encouraged her to spank even harder. Long gone were the feelings of dealing with a teacher, and more so dealing with a naughty college girl. So, continuing to spank her on alternate bottom cheeks and enjoying the louder and louder gasps, Emma continued to do what she had been asked to do.  

Miss Hoskins knew she was struggling, but didn't regret at all asking Emma to spank her. She supposed that she would've preferred a friend to have done this, but couldn't think of one. In fact, she knew that if she had asked a friend, she may well have had to accept that friends' discipline going forward, which would've been so embarrassing, whereas it was far better to have Emma spank her with the threat of thirty-six strokes of the cane if she told anyone. However, she was starting to forget all about that and focus much more on the way that her bottom was stinging, and was having to think about how to cope with that as she felt herself losing her self-control and was on her way to crying.  

Emma was now happy with the red colour that she had turned both bottom cheeks and so changed tack and spanked the same bottom cheek several times in a row before spanking the other bottom cheek several times in a row. She knew from the previous spankings she had given at prefect's detention, that that increased the intensity of the spanking and, again like those previous spankings, produced louder and louder gasps and, 'Owwws,' from Miss Hoskins. Still, she continued to focus on the job at hand, which was to make the spanking so painful that Miss Hoskins cried, and then continued to spank her very hard for quite a while after that.  

Now that Emma was spanking the same bottom cheek time and again, Miss Hoskins knew she was struggling even more. What was even clearer, was that when she opened her eyes to look at Emma's calf muscles, they were now blurred, so she knew that her eyes were filled with tears. She still told herself this was exactly what she wanted to experience, and, whilst it was certainly hurting more than she had expected, she was still interested to know how she would feel when she got to bed. Last night, she was so aroused she masturbated several times picturing Emma spanking the naughty Lucy, and then managed to picture Emma spanking her. Of course, the real thing was very different, but she hadn't yet worked out whether it was more or less erotic.  

Emma continued to spank Miss Hoskins, and was just focused on getting her to the point of sobbing and then crying. After all, she understood that it was Miss Hoskins who had raised the subject of her own accord, and so there was no reason to do anything other than that. Emma was always focused as a student, whether it be a project, playing sport, or being a prefect, so giving a hard spanking was just something else that she was focusing on and was good at.  

Miss Hoskins was quickly coming to the realisation that actually being spanked was nothing like the fantasy. So, as Emma proceeded to spank the backs of her legs, she told herself this was not what she had thought it was going to be. Indeed, it wasn't what she thought it was going to be by such a long way. She even wondered how come she could've even thought that being spanked would be erotic.  

Emma wasn't aware of Miss Hoskins's second thoughts as she continued to spank the backs of her legs, firstly alternately for several minutes, and then several more minutes spanking the back of one leg several times before spanking the back of the other leg several times. What she did know, was that Miss Hoskins was letting out louder and louder sobs, shaking her head as though trying to cope with the pain, and still tensing her arms and muscles. After a while, in addition, she was clearly hissing in and out through clenched teeth which was another sure sign that she was struggling to cope. Finally, and at last, Emma heard her start to cry which, so far as Emma was concerned, was the start of the part of the spanking when she would be spanking Miss Hoskins bottom even harder.  

Miss Hoskins was unable to control her crying, and started to feel just like one of the naughty college girls who she so often spanked. She recalled how the girls were always so contrite when the spanking was over, rubbing their bottoms, sometimes stepping from foot to foot, but always being so apologetic. Miss Hoskins was already regretting asking for the spanking, and was telling herself how sorry she was that she had asked for the spanking in the first place. It was only now that she realised that what she forgot to do, was give Emma a safe word which would enable her to stop the spanking and just say that she was wrong. Because she didn't, and she was an honourable woman, and clearly Emma was very focused just as she always was, she didn't try to stop the spanking but told herself she would now have to accept it and treat it as though she was being disciplined for doing something naughty.  

Emma could see that she had turned Miss Hoskins's bottom cheeks and the backs of both legs as nicely bright red as she had turned the naughty Lucy's the previous day. She just wanted to make sure that she really was giving Miss Hoskins what she had asked for, but realised that she couldn't ask her because she was crying too much. However, making her own decision, Emma decided she could stop spanking Miss Hoskins, who was crying quite freely, and so she must have spanked her hard enough, as Miss Hoskins had asked.  

Miss Hoskins was at least thankful that Emma did stop spanking her, although she was unable to stop crying for quite some time. She didn't think that even the college girls cried as much as she did, and wondered if she was just a wimp, or whether Emma really had spanked her so much harder than the college girls were spanked. Maybe she would find out next time she had to discipline one of the college girls, and would turn her bottom as red as she was sure that Emma had turned hers. She'd have to check that looking in the mirror later on, she reminded herself.  

Emma rubbed Miss Hoskins's adorably kissable bottom a few times, before saying in quite a friendly tone, "Okay, Miss Hoskins, I think I've spanked you hard enough so you can get up."  

Miss Hoskins agreed that Emma had spanked her hard enough, certainly didn't want her to spank her anymore, and managed to say as she looked at the floor through her blurred eyes, "Thank you for spanking me, Emma. I think you have definitely spanked me very hard, just as I asked you to." She knew that she had to treat Emma as the one in charge until later on, so asked respectively respectfully, "Can I please get up, Emma?"  

Emma found it quite funny that Miss Hoskins was asking her permission to get up, but knew that in a few minutes, the authority role would be transferred back to Miss Hoskins, and replied, "Of course you can, Miss Hoskins."  

Miss Hoskins then eased herself up into a standing position and, like the college girls, immediately started to rub her bottom, and even stepped from foot to foot. She also couldn't stop the tears flowing down her face and she wiped the tears away with one hand whilst still rubbing her stinging bottom with the other.  

Emma watched, unable to keep the smile from her face, but actually felt satisfied that she had given Miss Hoskins exactly what she had asked for. To be sure, she asked, "Was that okay, Miss Hoskins?"  

Miss Hoskins was still letting out the occasional sob as she replied, "Oh yes, it wasn't just okay, but that was one of the worst experiences of my life."  

Emma was horrified to think that she had overdone it, and said quickly, "Oh, I am sorry if I spanked you too hard, Miss Hoskins."  

Miss Hoskins realised she had worded her comment badly and said, "Oh no, Emma, you did exactly what I asked you to do. It's just that it hurt much more than I thought it would, and I haven't got the feelings that I had expected."  

Emma wondered if Miss Hoskins thought she was going to be aroused by being spanked, which was a bit of a surprise, as she always thought anyone was crazy who was aroused that way, but asked, "What feelings are you talking about, Miss Hoskins?"  

Miss Hoskins realised that she didn't really want to have that conversation with Emma, and just replied with, "I mean, I have got the feelings I expected which was that it hurt, and it is a good way of disciplining naughty college girls. That's all," and hoped that Emma believed her lie.  

Emma didn't think that Miss Hoskins was telling her the truth, but looked at her breasts and saw that her nipples were no longer taut, and couldn't see any sex juice dribbling down her thighs, so reckoned that she wasn't actually talking about becoming sexually aroused. Maybe she would tell her some time, but probably not today."  

Miss Hoskins asked Emma, "Is it okay if I get dressed?"  

Emma thought she should show Miss Hoskins that she was once again being respectful to her, and said, "Please do Miss Hoskins. Anyway, you're now back in charge of me."  

Miss Hoskins was quickly recovering as she slipped her knickers back on, although gasped as she let go of the elastic too quickly, and it stung her bottom. She should've known better, as she had watched some of the college girls do that, and laughed to herself then. She then slid the straps of her bra up her arms, clipped the bra together, and then stepped back into her dress and zipped it up. She took a deep breath and told herself that she was back to being a schoolteacher, looked at Emma, and said in a stern tone, "Don't forget, Emma, if anyone tells me that you spanked me, you'll be getting those thirty-six strokes of the cane."  

Emma was jolted back to reality and quickly replied, "Don't worry, Miss Hoskins, I won't be telling anyone," and meant every word.  

Miss Hoskins was relieved and, momentarily, lost her strict attitude and said a heartfelt, "Thank you again, Emma. I just wanted to see what it was like being spanked and thought that you were the ideal person given the way that you spanked Lucy yesterday so well. Anyway, I don't think I want to be spanked ever again, but do appreciate everything you have done today."  

Miss Hoskins was pleased that she had experienced her fantasy, and would have regretted never finding out what a hard spanking was like. However, at least she now knew for sure that she wasn't turned on by being spanked, and also felt Emma really wouldn't tell anyone. So, all in all, it was an experience she was glad she had, and could now knock it off her wish list.  

Emma walked away from the punishment room thinking what she had done was unlikely to ever be repeated, unless she became a teacher at a college where spanking was the standard form of discipline. It wasn't so good, though, to govern her future.  

However, Emma did laugh at how she also had a fantasy which was discipline-related. She had never been spanked or caned, although most of her friends had been, and wondered, particularly, what getting the cane was like. Would she have the same courage as Miss Hoskins to ask someone to cane her, she wondered?