The Caning Of Two Beautiful Schoolgirls. - Sex Stories

The Caning Of Two Beautiful Schoolgirls.

... blond hair shrouded my face as I threw back my head in agony, and I could not prevent the tears from flowing from my large blue eyes as the cane struck my palm with a loud crack. It showed how distraught I was, as although determined to receive my punishment bravely, I cried out and begged for the caning to stop.

I cried over and over again to Miss James that I was so sorry and would ensure I would be a good girl in the future and never abuse the rules for the remainder of my time at school.

Although I was no stranger to caning, it was the severest punishment I had ever experienced, and the stinging on my palms was excruciating. Once my punishment ended, I was dismissed and told to stand by the wall with my hands on my head.

Miss James then called Debbie forward to receive her punishment. Tears filled my eyes, although my pussy became wet as I watched my gorgeous girlfriend slowly walk towards Miss James and her terrifying cane.

The Headmistress told Debbie she was the last person she expected to punish. Miss James said she had always found her behaviour impeccable and, as a prefect, thought she would be aware of her responsibilities to the school. Still, she emphasised that her truancy was unacceptable, as was her smoking, and the severity of the caning would reflect this.

The Headmistress then told the trembling Debbie to raise her right arm and hold out her hand palm uppermost as her friend Jenny Fuller had obligingly demonstrated. Poor Debbie was ...

... already sobbing as she raised her trembling arm with her petite palm lying flat, ready to be caned.

While being punished by the Headmistress, my darling Debbie's beautiful face contorted in agony, tears from those incredible hazel eyes cascading down her rosy cheeks. Debbie screamed that she was so sorry, begging her punishment to stop as she cried that she wanted her Mummy. I could not believe how violently Miss James's cane struck her shaking tender palms.

I felt distraught for Debbie, but her punishment aroused me as never before, sending more than a tingle to my throbbing pussy. My own hands were stinging from being caned, and the only consolation was I couldn't wait for the sex Debbie and I would share later that afternoon.

After being dismissed and hurrying to the toilets, Debbie was distraught and sobbed as we both agreed the caning had been brutal but was nothing less than we expected. As we let cold water flow over our burning palms to try and relieve the pain, Debbie conjured up a little smile and said she wanted me so much her pussy was moist with anticipation.

Still, despite feeling sorry for each other, we admitted that we were both aroused watching our lover's punishment, and my knickers became soaked just looking at Debbie's beautiful face and the welts on her caned palms.

We kissed each other's damaged hands before locking tongues, kissing passionately and promising we would ensure that the sex would more than compensate for the caning we had ...