Lee Academy

by Gary

Parts [ 01 - 20 ] | [ 21 - 40 ] | [ 21 - 40 ] | [ 41 - 60 ] | [ 61 - 80 ] | [ 81 - 100 ]
Part 101 | Part 102 | Part 103
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Part 101

The rest of the day was uneventful for the girls. They spent most of the day shopping and also going out to eat. Now, back at home, in the evening, they were in Beth's bedroom, and Beth was contemplating giving Neale a call. It wasn't that she didn't want to talk to Neale, she did. What was holding her back was not knowing what was happening at his house, whether he was being punished or not.

Finally, Beth picked her cell phone and made the call. To her surprise, it wasn't Neale that answered her call, despite her calling Neale's cell phone number, but Mrs. Cooper. Beth thought about hanging up, but realized her name would come up on caller ID.

“This is Mrs. Cooper, Miss Ashley.”

That was different, Neale's mom usually called her “Beth”. Plus her voice was noticeably cool.

“Hi Mrs. Cooper, may I speak to Neale?”

“Unfortunately, Neale is not in any position to talk to you right now.”

What Beth didn't know was that at that moment Neale was preoccupied, being across her mom's knees, his bottom bare and his mom holding a hairbrush, which rested on the top of his behind, which had some redness already. Mrs. Cooper decided to let Beth know where Neale was.

<SMACK!><SMACK!><SMACK!><SMACK!><SMACK!>
<SMACK!><SMACK!><SMACK!><SMACK!><SMACK!>

Beth heard the smacking sound as well as the sound of Neale's cries and realized the obvious, she had called in the midst of Neale being spanked.

“Hello, Miss Ashley? As you heard, yes, Neale is at this moment over my knees getting a good, hard spanking. I am sure you know why. I do want to ask you a couple of questions before I resume Neale's hairbrushing.”

“Y..es?”

“First, have you been punished at home for your behavior at the school?”

“Y..es.”

“Good. Secondly, I assume, since you called, you are interested in seeing Neale again. Well, I can't stop the two of you from seeing each other, but it will be against my wishes unless you come over here tomorrow morning.”

Beth gulped. She knew what agreeing to go over to Neale's house would mean. Her bottom tingled as she thought about it. And as she thought about it, she heard the sound of the hairbrush smacking bare skin through the phone. Beth sighed, she wanted to see Neale and not do it against the wishes of Neale's mom.

“Ok, I'll be there.”

Mrs. Cooper didn't respond right away, continuing the spanking as the sound of the spanks intermixed with the sound of Neale bawling. Then the sound of the spanking stopped.

“Ok, Miss Ashley, be here at 9:00. Do you have a shorter but not tight skirt?”

“I do.”

“Good, be sure to wear it. I'll see you at nine, then. Good evening.”

Beth heard the sound of the hairbrush once more as she ended the call. Across the room, Marylee knew something was wrong. Beth turned and told Marylee was happened. Then told Marylee that she need not go with her, that she would face the music herself. Marylee shook her head.

“I might be stupid, but I will go with you.”

Fate took a hand, however, as just that moment, there was a knock on the door, and Mrs. Ashley walked in, making the girls nervous.

“I just got a call from Betty Robertson. She has to go out of town for a couple of days, and the boys and I will be out of town as well. Could you two sort of keep tabs on Jimmy?”

“I guess Marylee can. I agreed to go over Neale's house tomorrow morning.”

Mrs. Ashley noticed the tone of Beth's voice.

“Is there something more you aren't telling me?”

Beth nodded.

“When I called, Mrs. Cooper answered the call on Neale's cell. She was in the middle of giving Neale a spanking. And she told me that if I wanted to see Neale with her blessing, I was to go over there tomorrow morning.”

“I see”, knowing what that meant. “That reminds me. I want both of you to get ready for bed. In pajamas tops only and in the corner. I'll be back in 30 minutes.”

The girls moaned, which only caused Mrs. Ashley to come over to each of them and smack their bottoms hard. “No moaning and do what you are told.”

With that, Mrs. Ashley left the room. Unhappily, the girls did what they were told, and when they were ready for bed, they put themselves in the corner, bare from the waist down, as they awaited Mrs. Ashley's arrival.

It was quite a sight for Mrs. Ashley when she returned to the bedroom, carrying both her hairbrush and a stool. Placing the stool down, she sat on the stool and called her daughter over to her.

“Turn around Beth and come over to me. Marylee, you are stay facing the corner, I do not want you to turn around to look at Beth's spanking.”

Beth walked over to her mother who guided her across her lap. Keeping the hairbrush in her left hand, Mrs. Ashley began the spanking using just the palm of her right hand. Hard hand spanks caused Beth to let out “Ows and Ouches” as Mrs. Ashley rapidly smacked her bare bottom.

Soon, Beth was in tears from the painful handspanking and Mrs. Ashley paused. Moving the hairbrush to her right hand, the spanking resumed at a slower but steady pace, with hard hairbrush spanks, causing Beth's crying to escalate eventually to loud sobbing and bawling. As Beth was being spanked, Marylee could only cringe knowing she was next.

The spanking finally ended with Beth's behind crimson, as she was stood up and the bawling girl was put back in the corner. Beth so wanted to rub, but knew better, so kept her hands in front of her to help resist the temptation. She was also reminded, as Marylee was previously, to not turn around.

As Beth stood in the corner, Marylee was taken to the stool where she was put over Mrs. Ashley's knees. Like Beth, her spanking started with a handspanking that continued until Marylee was in tears and that was followed up with a painful hairbrush spanking that left Marylee bawling and with a crimson bottom of her own.

Stood up, Marylee was put back in the corner, and now both girls had their noses in the corner. Mrs. Ashley left the stool in their room for now and left the bedroom, leaving the door open. Not hearing the door close, the girls knew that they better not reach back and rub as they knew Mrs. Ashley could very well check up on them.

15 minutes later, Mrs. Ashley returned and gave them permission to leave the corner and go to bed. As she picked up the stool, the two girls rushed to their bed and without bothering to put their bottoms on laid down on their stomachs, reaching back to rub their well-spanked behinds. Smiling at the sight, Mrs. Ashley left the bedroom, shutting the light off behind her.

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Part 102

After a somewhat restless sleep for the girls, they were up early to get ready for the upcoming day. In Beth's case, there was plenty of nervousness, knowing that the day would be one of unpleasantness. Remembering the directions of Mrs. Cooper, Beth put on a skirt that she hadn't worn in a while, a pleated skirt that was on the short side. Marylee, without any clothes requirement, decided to wear a dress rather than jeans or shorts. She had to go next door earlier than when Beth had to leave for the Cooper's, so leaving Beth still at home, she went next door.

She was met next door by Mrs. Robertson, who was looking harried and aggravated.

“Hi Marylee, Jimmy is in the living room. I appreciate your doing this for me. While I am away, you and Beth, when she is around, have complete authority, which I think you know what that means. Now I have to go.”

Mrs. Robertson left, as Marylee wondered why Jimmy wasn't present to say goodbye to his mom.

“Strange,” she thought, as she made her way to the living room.

Marylee stopped short. What she saw was a teenaged James Robertson standing in the corner, bare from the waist down and with a note pinned to the back of the vest he was wearing. As she approached Jimmy, Marylee noticed a hairbrush on the coffee table. Standing right behind Jimmy, she was able to read the note.

“Marylee, I have been real bratty this morning. Please give me a good spanking with the hairbrush.”

“Well, I guess you have been a naughty boy this morning.”

A blushing Jimmy Robertson stayed silent. Marylee went over and picked up the hairbrush and was about to take Jimmy out of the corner to a nearby chair when she had a second thought.

“James Robertson, you're going to find out what happens to bratty boys.”

Marylee walked over to the kitchen, grabbed one of the stools there and brought it into the living room. Setting it down, she walked over to Jimmy, and taking him by his ear, marched him over to the stool. Sitting down on the stool, Marylee turned the teenager over her knees. Resting the hairbrush on the summit of Jimmy's behind, Marylee lectured him.

“I hope you can behave yourself the rest of the time your mom is away. Otherwise, your bottom will be paying for your misbehavior.”

As he laid over Marylee's knees, his arms and legs dangling, Jimmy nervously awaited the first smack of the hairbrush. The last thing he expected this morning was to end up over Marylee's knees, especially so soon. But he let his mouth get the best of him and now he was about to have his behind spanked by Beth's friend. The moment that he felt the brush no longer touching his bottom, he tensed, awaiting the first smack of the wooden brush on his bare seat.

<SMACK!>

The first smack of the brush brought a loud “OW!” from Jimmy and was followed by a steady stream of spanks that caused Jimmy to yell out continuously. Soon enough, his yells turned to tears. Still Marylee continued to apply the hairbrush to the crying teen, whose tears soon were changed to sobs and eventually to sobbing as Jimmy's behind turned from pale to pink and soon to crimson. Once Jimmy was wailing, Marylee ended the spanking.

With Jimmy still bawling, she stood him up and put him back in the corner, reminding him to not rub or he would be right back over her knees. As she kept an eye on Jimmy, she took a glance outside and saw Beth's car exit the driveway.

“So,” Marylee thought, “Beth was on her way to Neale Cooper's house.” Marylee cringed and felt bad for Beth, knowing that Beth would be in for a tough time. And while she originally volunteered to go with her, and meant it, a part of her was glad she was spared what Beth was facing. Marylee turned away from the window and made sure Jimmy was keeping his hands away from his bottom.

After 30 minutes, she would release him from the corner and she would be go back next door until lunch time.

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Part 103

Prior to Beth leaving for the Coopers', her mom stopped her. At first, Beth had the thought that her mom intended to spank her before she left, but the look on her mom's face told Beth that her mom had no plans to add a spanking of her own.

“Beth, before you go, I want to tell you that I am proud of your agreeing to go over to Neale's. It's brave of you as well as a sign of maturity.”

After telling Beth that, Mrs. Ashley hugged her daughter and Beth left for Neale's house. It was with nervous anticipation as she got closer to her destination. Her bottom tingled as she knew soon enough that it would be bared and turned crimson.

Arriving at the house, Beth parked and headed for the front door. As if waiting for her, the door was opened as she approached and Mrs. Cooper let her in. As Beth entered the living room, two things caught her eye. First, she saw the stool with a hairbrush sitting on it. Secondly, she saw Neale, standing in the corner, his bottom bare, and very red.

Mrs. Cooper noticed Beth's eyes look toward Neale.

“Yes, Elizabeth, Neale was just over my knees, getting his behind tanned. Now, it's your turn, come here, please.”

Beth walked over to her boyfriend's mom, nervous, but accepting. Before sitting down, she handed the hairbrush to Beth.

“Please hold this until I ask for it.”

Sitting down, she reached under Beth's skirt and pulled down her panties. She then removed them completely.

“You won't be needing these until you are ready to go home.”

Then Beth was taken over Mrs. Cooper's knees. She felt her skirt being flipped up and then some fumbling with it. Beth couldn't tell sure, but she had a feeling that Mrs. Cooper was pinning up the skirt in back. She would find out soon enough.

“Please hand me the hairbrush. I'll have you know that this hairbrush has been heated up considerably by Neale's bottom. Now it's ready to get nice and hot from your behind.”

<SMACK!>

“OW OW!!”

The first smack of the hairbrush on her bottom let Beth know that the spanking she was about to get would be a severe one. That, and the color of Neale's bottom. Then, methodically, Mrs. Cooper applied the back of the hairbrush to Beth's bottom. As Beth yelped in pain, she soon had tears and twisted her body to avoid the harsh spanks. It was to no avail as Mrs. Cooper kept a tight grip on Beth, and continued remorselessly to spank Beth's reddening behind.

Once, Beth reached back to cover up, which led to her wrist being grabbed.

“Oh no, you don't!”

On and on the spanking continued as Beth sobbed. Her sobs got louder and louder until she was bawling and howling, then choking sobs uncontrollably. Mrs. Cooper left no part of Beth's bottom untouched, and she also made sure to apply a number of painful smacks to Beth's ‘sit spot’, insuring that Beth would be feeling the effects of the spanking whenever she sat down.

Finally, the spanking stopped, but not the sound of Beth's bawling. Mrs. Cooper didn't give Beth any time to recover before standing her on her feet. Turning to Neale, she instructed him to pull his underpants and shorts up and then Mrs. Cooper marched the two of them out the front door.

Once outside, they were greeted by neighbors of the Coopers, Mrs. Ahern and her 16 year old daughter, Melissa.

“Hi Beverly. Melissa and I couldn't help but hear the sound of Neale, and, obviously, this young lady, getting their bare bottoms soundly spanked. I assume this is the one who's room Neale stayed in?”

“Yes, Diane, it is.”

“Well, I am sure Mrs. Cooper will make sure you have trouble sitting down!! Deservedly so!!”

Melissa, standing next to her mom, couldn't help but giggle at the sight of Beth still sobbing. This did not please her mom, who grabbed Melissa's arm and turned her around and planted two resounding smacks of her hand to the seat of her shorts, causing Melissa to yell out.

“Enough of that unless you some of what this young lady got?!?”

Melissa didn't respond to the rhetorical question.

“Diane, we'll see you later. Beth, here, can't wait to sit down on the leather seats.”

“I bet. Ok, Beverly, until then.”

Neale and Beth were taken to Mrs. Cooper's car, with Neale sitting in the back seat and Beth sitting in the front passenger seat. As Mrs. Cooper intimated, it was very uncomfortable for Beth sitting down on her bare, crimson behind, as Mrs. Cooper had, as Beth suspected, pinned her skirt up in back.

As they drove off, Beth kept shifting position on the seat, trying unsuccessfully, to lessen contact with the seat. It was an uncomfortable task for Beth, her crying now lessened.

To no surprise, they arrived at the mall, where the three of them got out of the car. As they walked toward the entrance, Beth couldn't help but notice the stares of others, as well as the quick turns of the head as others realized that Beth's bare bottom was bared, a bottom still red.

It wasn't just Beth's bottom that was red, but her cheeks were red from the embarrassment. Enough so that Beth complained.

“Everyone is looking!! It's not fair!!”

She got no sympathy from Mrs. Cooper, who responded with two hard smacks to Beth's bottom, causing tears once again from Beth.

“You misbehaved and now you're paying the price. And it's not the first time you have been bare bottomed at this mall. Maybe this time, you'll learn your lesson.”

Beth remained quiet, not wanting to give Mrs. Cooper an excuse to smack her again. Not that she needed one, Beth realized.

They finally made it to the mall entrance, and they entered the mall. This did nothing to alleviate Beth's embarrassment, as there was no lack of mall patrons to glance or stare at Beth's bottom. Still, there was nothing Beth could do but endure whatever Mrs. Cooper had in store for her.