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John Brown and Ben Barnes are best friends, and today is John’s eighteenth birthday. They are in the sixth form of Southward Grammar School, and it has a leisure centre within the school. The centre is restricted for school use during school hours but is open to the public at other times. It is just after lunch break, and both of the lads have free periods. Ben realised that the swimming pool was not in use on Monday afternoon until school closes and suggested that they celebrate John’s birthday by going skinny dipping. John quickly agreed.
The lads sneaked into the changing rooms and stripped off before heading into the pool. They were enjoying themselves until the fire alarm bell sounded. They jumped out of the pool and raced to the changing rooms, where they found Miss Angela Harris, the Headmistress, waiting with a crook handled cane in her hands. She looked fabulous with her long brown hair, slim body, white blouse, black tight skirt, black jacket, and high heels.
“Good afternoon, boys,” she says.
“Good afternoon, Miss,” they replied in unison.
Miss Harris switched off the alarm and walked towards them. They were embarrassed and covered their pubic area with their hands.
“You thought you could have a quiet swim naked but forgot one minor thing. The pool has CCTV, which is monitored at reception. Your genitals horrified the receptionist, and she alerted me. I brought my cane as I intend to cane you both for being out of bounds and indecent exposure. You will both receive six strokes now and a further six strokes in assembly tomorrow,” she stated.
“But that’s not fair, Miss. It’s John’s birthday, and we were celebrating. Please, Miss,” Ben pleaded.
“It seems like he is going to get an unwanted birthday present. There is one other option. I could give you the six strokes now and let you off the caning tomorrow if you agree to come swimming this evening. I run a naturist swimming group from seven to nine o’clock this evening. You enjoy swimming naked, so this is your chance. But you both have to agree or the deal is off. What do you say?” Angela responded.
The offer surprised Ben and John, but they fancied the idea of seeing the headmistress naked. They looked at each other before agreeing. They looked at each other before agreeing.
“That’s agreed then. After six strokes, I will see you at seven o’clock this evening. We ensure privacy by switching off the cameras while using the pool.”
Ben and John watched as she picked up the cane and flexed it. Watching her play with the cane aroused them, and it was noticeable. Angela smiled as she played with their emotions.
“Bend over, Ben,” Angela instructed.
Ben bent over and tensed as she walked alongside him. John watched as she placed the cane on his friend’s bum. Six times, the cane swished down and burrowed deep into Ben’s buttocks, causing him to buck his head as each red line burnt into his body.
“Stand up, Ben. Your turn, John,” she said.
John bent over and waited anxiously as Angela stepped alongside him. This was to be his first caning, and he was nervous but excited.
The first stroke whipped down, and shortly after, John felt the hot burning line roar across his bum.
A second stroke whistled down, and John gasped as the pain burnt across his buttocks.
After a brief pause, Angela cracked her cane down just below the first two, causing him to arch his back as that familiar sensation arrived.
Stroke number four swished onto his bum, and he stamped his feet as it burnt into his bum.
The fifth stroke was harder than the others, and John arched his neck and gasped loudly.
Angela delivered the last stroke low, almost on his thighs, causing John to jump up.
As Angela walked away, he touched his bum and felt six parallel raised welts, which caused him to get aroused.
“Time to get dressed, boys. I will lock up after you to remove any more temptation,” Angela said as she watched them struggling to get dressed.
As they left, Angela made one last comment.
“Seven o’clock in the pool. Don’t forget, or you will be on the stage in assembly tomorrow.”
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At precisely seven o’clock, both lads removed their tracksuits and walked into the pool area. Angela was waiting for them.
“Good evening. I have signed you in. Enjoy yourselves,” she said.
“Good evening, Miss,” they replied in unison as they admired her slim, naked body.
“Call me Angie tonight,” she said with a smile as she saw their erections.
After a few nervous minutes of swimming, Ben tried the sauna. Upon opening the door, a lady in her forties greeted him. He tried to hide his erect penis but gave her a view of his striped bum.
“I see Angie has warmed your bum,” the lady smirked.
“Yes,” Ben replied.
“I’m June. What’s your name?” She enquired.
“I’m Ben,” he answered.
“Come closer, Ben,” she whispered.
Ben edged closer, and June slipped her hand onto his cock. Her action surprised Ben, but he did nothing to stop her as she stroked his dick.
“What are you waiting for? You can fondle me,” June urged.
Ben moved his hands towards her breasts and caressed them, teasing her nipples as he kissed her. June rolled back, pulling him into her. She opened her legs and eased his cock into her moist slit. Ben thrust himself deep inside her, causing her to moan loudly. Slowly, he pounded her as she wrapped her legs around him. Faster and harder he continued until June screeched loudly just as he shot his juice deep inside her.
“Come on, into the jacuzzi, and wash away the evidence,” June uttered as she pulled him after her.
John had carried on swimming near Angie. Another lady called Victoria approached him and teasingly stroked his groin as she swam past.
“Fancy a steam?” she whispered.
“Sure,” John replied as she walked towards the steam room.
John admired the fiftyyearold blonde as they entered the room, where there were three other ladies.
“So what did you do to get caned?” one lady asked as she noticed his stripes.
“Skinny dipping here this afternoon,” John replied.
“Angie knows how to cane,” another lady said.
“How do you know?” John enquired.
“It is part of the club rules. Get caught misbehaving, and you will get caned. It includes Angie as well,” the lady replied.
“What counts as misbehaving?” John asked.
“Getting caught having , groping, rude comments, and anything you can think of,” she replied.
“Wow,” John uttered.
The ladies left, and John was alone with Victoria, who slid towards him. She put her lips around his cock and gently teased it with her tongue. John gasped as she expertly made him shoot his juices into her mouth just before Angie entered.
“Are you leading John astray?” Angie asked Victoria.
“Of course not, darling,” Victoria replied as she swiftly left the steam room.
“John, can I ask a favour at the end of the session, please?” Angie enquired.
“Of course,” he responded.
“Will you walk me to my flat in the school, please?” she requested.
“Certainly. I will meet you outside,” John answered.
The rest of the evening was normal chit chat and swimming, and nine o’clock arrived.
Ben and John got dried and dressed together.
“I had with June in the sauna,” Ben whispered.
“Well, that posh Victoria gave me a blow job in the steam room. Angie nearly caught us,” John muttered.
“Are we going for a drink?” Ben asked.
“I promised Angie I would walk her to her flat. I will see you in the White Swan after,” John replied.
“You lucky bugger,” Ben said with a grin.
“I’m only walking her home. She’s our headmistress,” John responded.
They walked out, and John met Angie. She was wearing a long coat and highheeled boots. John eyed her as he recalled Ben’s comment. They walked across the grounds and were soon at Angie’s flat. She opened the door and looked at John.
“Are you coming in? I’ve got a birthday present for you,” she said.
John smiled and followed her in. Angie removed her coat, and John realised she was naked underneath. His tracksuit bottoms bulged as he followed her into the lounge.
“Champagne,” Angie asked.
“Yes,” he mumbled as he tried to hide the bulge.
Angie poured the champagne and sat beside John on the settee with her eyes transfixed on the front of his tracksuit. John blushed and edged away.
“Don’t be silly. I won’t bite,” she said.
“Your cane did earlier,” John quipped.
“That was just my job. I will admit that I enjoy caning naughty boys and I get aroused just like you did. But tonight is fun, and it is your birthday. My present to you is allowing you to fuck me. Are you game?” Angie continued.
John was speechless. Was this really his headmistress?
Angie picked up the glasses and headed to the bedroom.
“Come on, don’t keep a lady waiting,” she exclaimed.
John followed her, and they were soon naked on the bed. John was fumbling about, and Angie had to put his hand on her pussy.
“Stroke me, just here,” Angie urged, as her hand stroked his pulsating cock.
John stroked gently, and Angie moaned quietly as he slipped his fingers inside onto her clit. She was wet inside and was desperate to feel his enormous cock inside her. Angie flipped him onto his back and eased his cock inside as she straddled him. She thrust down, forcing him deep inside her, before riding him furiously, thrusting her tits towards him as they bounced in time. John caressed her tits gently and teased her nipples as she pounded up and down. John could not hold it, and his cock spurted juice into her just as she shuddered to a noisy climax.
After a short while, she slid beside him. They cuddled before drinking the champagne. Angie smiled at him before asking a question.
“Did you enjoy your present?”
“Certainly did. Thank you, Angie,” he replied.
They chatted for some time before John left. He had missed Ben and headed home.
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Next morning, the two lads met up on the way to school.
“Did you fuck her?” Ben enquired.
“A gentleman never tells,” John replied.
“You did. Was she good?” Ben continued.
“No comment,” John answered.
“It’s going to be awkward when you see her in school,” Ben stated.
“Not really. We came to an arrangement,” John countered.
“What did you think of the nudist club?” Ben asked.
“I am going next week. Are you coming?” John responded.
“Definitely. There are so few men there. I might try getting it on with Victoria,” Ben said.
“Good luck with her. I am sticking with Angie,” John said as they entered the school.
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The next couple of days flew by, and Friday came. At the end of assembly, Angela announced a list of boy’s and girl’s names who had to report to her after assembly. The students called this the caning list. To everyone’s surprise, it included John and Ben.
John and Ben were last on the secretary’s list, so had to endure an agonising wait as the other students received their caning, each leaving with tears in their eyes. Finally, they were called in together.
“Ben. John. My surprise present for John has become a hit on social media, according to my PA. I trusted you to be discrete to save any embarrassment. Can you explain how it became public knowledge, please?” Angela enquired.
“It was my fault, Miss. I guessed and then told a friend in confidence who put it on social media. It has made you a big hit. You are trending, Miss,” Ben replied.
“So John, did you say anything to Ben?” Angela asked.
“I tried to evade Ben’s question, but I didn’t deny it. I am sorry, Miss,” he replied.
“Very well. In that case, I think four strokes for Ben and two for you will suffice, especially as I am trending,” Angela concluded.
Both lads smiled as they feared at least six strokes.
“Ben, drop your trousers and pants and assume the position,” Angela instructed.
Ben did as he was told and made sure Angela got a good view of his semi erect cock. Angela stood alongside him and the first stroke swished onto his marked bum, burrowing deep into the fatty buttocks.
The second stroke followed, and Angela whipped it at an angle, across his healing stripes from Monday, causing Ben to arch his head up as the pain erupted.
Angela lined the third stroke up, and it cracked down hard diagonally, causing him to grunt loudly.
Angela delivered the last stroke on his thigh directly on a previous bruise. Ben yelped quietly as the burning feeling ran across.
“You next, John,” she continued without a pause.
John prepared and flashed his erect cock at her as he bent over.
Angela grinned as she remembered Monday night. She landed the first stroke diagonally across his old marks, causing John to groan.
Before he could prepare, she whipped the cane across the middle of his thighs with extra venom. John yelped loudly, as it was extra painful.
“I hope I can trust you in the future,” Angela said.
“Yes, Miss,” they both replied.
“I assume you are both coming on Monday evening. June and Victoria were very pleased to see you,” she said.
“We certainly are,” they chorused together.
“You can go to your class now,” Angela said.
As they left, the secretary, Mrs Robinson, grinned at them.
Meanwhile, Angela sat in her chair with a broad smile on her face. She had enjoyed herself with the lads and was now trending. Happy days!
