Two Mothers And Two Daughters, Sexuality, Discipline And Perversity - Sex Stories

Two Mothers And Two Daughters, Sexuality, Discipline And Perversity

... twisted her fingers together and said, “It will be better if I know you are there because it will make me braver. Mother has given me eight cane strokes at a time until now. Your presence will help me. Mother always comforts me afterward and rubs cream into my bottom. She’s kind, really; it’s just a matter of discipline.”

“We are doing it tomorrow at two pm if you could be at home. I’m sure Mother won’t mind. After she rubs the cream onto my caned bottom, I always try to sleep to wait for the soreness to decrease. I find it helps.”

Was Sophie turned on after or whilst she received a caning? So I said, “Sophie, I know this is personal, but do you get any sexual arousal from being caned? It turns me on and since I rationalised the feelings, I have enjoyed receiving a caning. Do you ever experience anything like that, please?”

Sophie looked away and said, “Thank you so much for asking. My embarrassment stopped me from talking about it. Yes, I get aroused. I don’t like to play with myself because I am so afraid that it is abnormal and I should try to stop myself from enjoying it for that reason.”

Taking Sophie in my arms, I said, “If I caned you, would you like that?”

Sophie burst into tears and said, “It has been my fantasy for ages that you would cane me, but I did not know how to tell you.”

It touched me. I had this effect on my friend. Fantasies are normal. Were it not for fantasies, the world of the arts would be much poorer.

So I said, “I can go home ...

... and find one of my mother’s canes. We can come back here to the woods and find a quiet spot. Daylight lasts until late this time of the year. We have seen no one here this afternoon. I can cane you with six or twelve strokes or whatever. What will your mum think tomorrow when she sees your caned bum?”

“You don’t need to be embarrassed if I do it. I’ve seen your caned bum before and you have seen mine. We have no secrets.”

Sophie stopped crying and said, “My pussy is jumping at the thought of it. Let’s do it, please.”

We hurried back to her house. I rode home on my scooter, found a thin cane, hid it in a bag, and went back to Sophie’s house. Her mother still had not returned from the hospital, so we left for the woods before anyone knew.

The woods were nearly two miles deep. We followed a track for about ten minutes and then went into the woods off the track for another ten minutes. You could not see for more than about one hundred yards in any direction. We sat down on a fallen tree and kept quiet. There was the noise of birds and a few squirrels were around, but there was no sign of other people.

I said, “I’ve got the cane and a couple of old towels. This trunk is good. I can put the towels folded over it and you can lie on them. How is your period?”

Sophie said, “I checked, it’s dried up. How do you want to do it, please?”

“Can you take it on your bare bum?” I replied. “You are wearing shorts, so if we hear anyone, you can cover up quickly if you just ...