Wednesday, 9 May 2012

Getting Ready For The Campers pt2 - Tom Caught Peeping

Miss Maureen Redway stood flexing impatiently the pale yellow cane in her hands as she waited for her procrastinating chalet maid to get herself prepared for her punishment.

"Really Joan we don't have all day, just get that bottom of yours bared and hurry up about it!" this final admonishment from Miss Redway caused the poor girl to burst out into tears, "and you can stop that crying, you will have plenty cause for tears in a minute or so!"

Then to the rear of Miss Redway there was a clatter and the sound of exploding glass, all four jumped in shock at the sudden noise. Miss Redway looked first at the broken bulb, then up to the dark ceiling above from whence it came, she could see the thin wooden crawl board and could make out the head and shoulders of a figure looking down.

"Who the hell is that up there?" shouted the now fuming Miss Redway.

"'s just's Tom Miss Redway, I was just changing the bulbs, it was on the list that you gave me," Tom struggled out, his heart now beating fast his hands shaking.

"Changing the bulbs! get yourself down here  now!" Miss Redway ordered her young handyman, she then looked over to Mary and Diane, who were both standing red faced and open mouthed knowing that their punishments must have been viewed by a male, Maureen Redway now felt that she was somewhat loosing control of the situation as she watched Tom slowly reversing along his precarious looking perch back to the projection room.
She then had an idea of how to regain her authority.
She had never caned a male before, though she had herself twice been on the receiving end of a caning from her male sergeant whilst in basic training for the WRAC. So she knew first hand the added embarrassment that such a punishment brings with it, also she quite fancied the idea of the boot being on the other foot so to speak.

"Don't worry girls mark my words he is going to rue this day!" Miss Redway said by way of some consolation to the two already chastised females, then turning to Joan she said, "are you still not ready yet girl!"

"Well I thought know with Tom being there...I mean here....." her voice trailed off.

"Just get on with it girl, and stop fannying about!" sarcastically Miss Redway then added, "just imagine that the fleets in port!"

Now totally disconsolate and resigned to her embarrassing fate, Joan again lifted her dress and finally managed to pull down her panty girdle, she almost had it to her knees when the door at the rear of the hall opened and Tom rather sheepishly walked in.
Tom managed to catch just briefest glimpse of the dark triangle of Joan's pubic hair, before she managed to shield her modesty with her hands.

"So Tom can you explain yourself please?" was the greeting from Miss Redway that met Tom as he approached the stage area.

"Well like I said, I was just changing some bulbs, you know on that list that you gave me," Tom could see by the four faces in front of him that his answer had not gone down well.

"So it never crossed your mind to make your presence known when the young ladies entered the hall?" awkward silence was the only
answer from Tom to Miss Redway's question.

"So you thought that you would just treat these ladies chastisements as your own personal entertainment?" again Tom remained silent, his eyes locked upon Miss Redway's hand, her hand agitatedly tapping the cane upon the wooden dance floor.

"So in the spirit of fair play, I am going to offer you the same option as I offered the girls," Miss Redway said, her cane tip still ominously tapping at the floor, "you either receive my elected punishment or the sack, which is it to be boy?"

There was no real decision to be made, Tom had tasted the cane a few times in his youth, he knew it was far better than being unemployed again. In his mind Tom was also thinking, "how hard can it be from woman anyway", all his past caning's had been given by male teachers, surely she couldn't match them for power?
Tom nodded, still trying to avoid any eye contact with his pretty boss.

"Well since you witnessed Mary and Diane receiving their canings, I think it only fair that they witness yours, and since you seemed keen on continuing your viewing experience by spying upon Joan also, I think it fair that you and her should witness each other close up, you can both bend over the stage together and look each other in the eye as you are caned together!" saying this Miss Redway looked over to Mary and Diane to check their reactions to her words, she saw them both smile. Maureen Redway knew now that today's actions would soon circulate around all the staff, Tom's sudden appearance would seem to guarantee that, still though Maureen thought that she should just make finally sure.

"Tom as you already know, Joan is to receive six of the best, so I think it only fair that you will receive eight," Tom took a couple of seconds to take this all in.
Eight strokes!
Exactly double of what he had ever taken at school!
Still though it was only going to be from a woman, how bad could that be?

"Yes Miss, if you say so.....but I was only doing as you....."

"Silence!" Miss Redway interjected cutting Tom short, "just get those trousers down and we can begin!"

Now for Tom this was all of a sudden a different kettle of fish, despite popular myths, canings were always given over trousers at school, also Tom had another problem.

"Er...I'm sorry Miss Redway...I can't you see I don't....I don't have any underpants on," this revelation from Tom caused a little titter of amusement from Mary and Diane.

"Really, how disgustingly unhygienic!" Miss Redway's words causing Tom to blush in shame, "no matter though, I was intending to cane you bare bottomed anyway,"

Tom could see by the resolute look upon her face that this was no empty threat, she really meant to punish both himself and Joan upon their bare behinds.

"Please Miss, could this not be done in private," Tom asked his voice now reduced to a childish whine.

"No!" was Miss Redman's simple reply.

Like Joan before him, Tom knew that he was beaten, if he didn't comply how could he explain his dismissal to any future employer?
Eyes downcast, he started to unbutton the fly of his jeans, then tried one last imploring look to Miss Redway, that look was met with stony silence.
Once he lowered his jeans, his hands went automatically to cover his groin from view.

"Hands upon the top of your head, after all what is good for the goose is good for the gander, you were quite happy to peek at the girls, so now it their turn to have a peek at you!" shaking his head Tom complied with Miss Redway's command, his coat hook erection of only minutes ago had now completely deserted him.
Completely deserted him and then some!

"Oh dear girls, as is so often the case you may find with these big young strapping lads, they tend to be all pork and no chop!" Miss Redway's words caused another round of tittering from Mary and Diane, Joan though was understandably lost in thoughts of her imminent ordeal, and Tom was close to tears at his humiliation in front of the three pretty chalet maids.

"But enough of this, I haven't got all day, Tom, Joan could you both bend over the stage for me please? side by side but about a yard apart," Miss Redway asked, and Joan felt her heart leap into her mouth at this overly polite request.

Tom seemed to be in more of a hurry than Joan to get this over and done with, he quickly took up his place bending forward resting his head upon his arms on the small low stage. Joan followed behind him, her eyes glancing down at his tight muscular buttocks, before she to followed suit in bending forward onto the lap of the stage in the same manner, their eyes now locked together.

"I'm sorry Joan you seemed to have forgotten something," Miss Redway said in the same overly pleasant sing song manner, "lift up your dress please,"

Tom could see the desperation and fear in Joan's eyes, as she reached back to obey her supervisor, once having lifted her dress he arms came back onto the stage, this time though she was now lain in a cruciform manner, her finger tips on her left hand only a foot or so away from Tom.

"In a break with general politeness I intend to start with the gentleman, as he has eight strokes to receive that will dovetail nicely with the ladies punishment," Miss Redway said addressing her enthralled audience, "so Tom will receive the first and also the final stroke as I alternate between the two of them,"

Then without anymore preamble she brought the cane smartly across Tom's naked rear, he gasped out in shock. Both at the suddenness of the stroke catching him unawares, but also by the harshness. All the doubts that Tom had about Miss Redway's capability in wielding a cane had now left him.
Seeing the effect that the first stroke had had upon Tom, Joan's dread now grew to dramatic proportions, she screwed her eyes shut and held her breath.
Her first stroke then fell, she felt a fiery hot line of pain upon her rear, she could see a strange whiteness in front of her even though her eyes were still tight shut, she expelled her breath in a sigh of pain, "five more of these, I won't be able to take it!" she thought to herself.
Then she opened her eyes just in time to see the pain of Tom's second stroke register upon his face, this time though he was ready for it and took it in stoic silence, he even managed to give Joan a thin encouraging smile.
Oddly enough that smile helped her, she did in fact draw courage from it, the second stroke though just as harsh did not seem to affect so dramatically as the first, of course it hurt, but it seemed to her that her pain was being shared.

To their rear, Mary and Diane were both quite enjoying the show, despite still feeling the dull painful throbbing from their own punishments. Diane in particular was drinking in the view, her eyes flitting from side to side as she contemplated the two naked behinds to the front of her. Of course due to the lowness of the stage, and the way that Tom and Joan had their feet set, it was not just their naked bottoms that were being displayed. Diane could see with much amusement how Tom's testicles were bobbing up and down between strokes, she also noted as the punishments continued, that Joan's mott changed somewhat. The rear of her vagina was just visible, and Diane noticed that the lips seemed to be loosening a little with each stroke. As a matter of fact Diane was finding the whole thing more than a little bit of a turn on, not that she would ever whisper a word to that effect to anyone!

By the time of Tom's fifth stroke, even though he was in real pain, a pain far worse than he was expecting that Miss Redway could ever inflict, his mind was on Joan and not on his own situation. He could see that Joan was in real distress, in a hope to comfort her, he had held out his hand so that their fingertips touched lightly. Joan grabbed at his hand squeezing it tightly, this caused Tom to have a rush of conscience. For even though he felt sorry for Joan, and genuinely had feelings for her, the other part of him couldn't help but wonder what her naked ample bottom would be looking like, in his mind's eye he envisaged her pale striped bottom, he was in fact jealous of Mary and Diane's position and view.

Maureen Redway was quite pleased with how the morning had turned out, Tom's sudden appearance on the scene would probably work to her advantage. She had decided to just send the four of them home, once this final and rather drawn out pair of canings had finished. the other chalet maids would wonder all weekend what fate had befallen Mary, Diane and Joan. Then when Monday comes around the whole story would spread and be exaggerated with each telling, and in so doing would make it clear to all the staff exactly where they stood discipline wise, they would all know that Miss Maureen Redway is not a lady that makes hollow threats!
Also she was quite amused watching the two of them holding hands, she now saw herself as a caning cupid, instead of the bow of Eros joining them with an arrow, they were being brought together with an old fashioned school cane!
For all her good mood though, it did not make her let up in her duty, the final strokes were just as harsh as the first.
By the time she had finished, Joan was sobbing and Tom was red faced trying hard to be the big brave man!

"Right both of you, adjust your clothes," Miss Redway said as Tom received his final stroke, "I think we have wasted enough of today in here, to the point where I believe the four of you can just go home for the weekend, I hope to see you all bright and early on Monday as it's a new month and you won't want any demerits on the first week," saying that Miss Redway turned on her heels and left the hall, Mary and Diane did likewise leaving Tom and Joan alone.
As Joan struggled to get her panty girdle back up over her welted rump, her earlier shyness seemed to have abandoned her, Tom now got a quite long unabashed view of the dark triangle of wiry hair that he had earlier only glimpsed.
Then the two of them left for the bus home, hand in hand.

                                                            THE END