It had been four weeks since the previous school day but now the workmen were gone, Claire and Emma were ensconced in their new luxurious bedroom and all was well with the world as Julie and Natalie waited outside the office for Headmistress Erin to arrive. They were giggling like the schoolgirls they were meant to be and talking in hushed tones in their excitement looking to next Sunday when they would be carefree little girls for the first time. Miss Erin strode into view. As each week went past Erin felt more and more confident in her role as the head of the household with absolute power but creating an illusion that Claire and Emma had choices. As Charlotte had pointed out she was so much like her late father.
'Good morning Miss' the girls curtseyed, Erin nodded acknowledgement 'good morning girls' and swept into the office. There was a wait of maybe two minutes until the buzzer sounded. The girls entered and curtseyed. Without saying anything Erin pushed the essays over the desk, both 'D-' the silence seemed oppressive as the girls took in the marking and the implication. Three words were written on each 'slovenly, slipshod, rushed'. Then Miss Erin spoke with a distinct menace 'this is a one time offer, do you wish to leave the school? think carefully before you answer because the answer is final'. The girls went pale, they were having too much fun to give it up 'no Miss' they said as one. For Erin it was another little triumph on the road to absolute power, she felt a tingle down below that Charlotte would satisfy. Erin spoke again 'I have a theory why the essays were hurried' the girls wondered what that would be, then for the girls the unexpected happened. Miss Erin opened a drawer and pulled out a pair of navy blue knickers and dropped them casually on the desk 'would you care to enlighten me' she said, leaning back slightly.
The girls gaped, it had been a month and they had forgotten about them. 'Answer me' Erin barked in a tone of pure authority that made the girls jump. Julia with a trembling voice admitted they were hers. Natalie started to explain but was cut short 'I am talking to Julia'. Julia admitted everything, Natalie just wanted to comfort her girlfriend but didn't dare. Erin picked up the cane 'bend over Julia', she did, 'three for indulging in sex when you are supposed to be working, three for your excuse of an essay'. It was only 6 strokes but they were hard, Natalie had an orgasm watching Julia get them. 'your turn Natalie' she bent over as Julia straightened and rubbed her bum, tears barely held in check, Natalie got the same, 6 hard strokes, Julia had an orgasm watching Natalie get them. Both were thinking of kissing the other better later, both loved running hands over the other's welts and having hands explore. It was not the quantity but the quality and there was plenty of quality in Erin's caning technique.
There was a knock at the office door 'come in' called Erin. Charlotte opened the door announcing 'Ms Stephens for you Mistress', Erin smiled 'Rose lovely of you to drop by'. Julie and Natalie had no idea who this was but would soon find out. Erin and Rose hugged and air kissed then Erin sat as Charlotte pulled up a chair for Rose and then curtseyed and left the room 'Rose, I would like to introduce you to Julie and Natalie', Rose looked them up and down 'good morning girls' she said with an authoritarian edge, unsure of what else to do the girls both curtseyed and said 'Hello Ms Stephens'. Charlotte was back with coffee for Erin and Rose, the girls were beginning to sense they might not like what was coming. 'You see Rose these two girls wish to be schoolgirls once a week and I have acceded to their request and they have to admit they actually enjoy a moderate caning, don't you girls?'. Two crimson faced girls nodded. 'However I have noticed that their level of fitness leaves a little to be desired, neither of them can touch her toes for the caning', the girls shifted uneasily 'don't fidget girls', the fidgeting stopped. 'I am sure the girls would value a half hour physical fitness regime once a week, isn't that right girls?' The girls felt they had no option but to agree. 'Rose, or Ms Stephens to you, has agreed, for a reasonable fee, to take on the task, I would be hurt if it was thought I was inconsiderate to your needs'. The girls were stunned, they suspected bad news with the arrival of Ms Stephens but had not expected this. 'Correct me if I am wrong Natalie but I believe I did overhear you and Julia talking of the need to 'tone up' and lose a little weight?' Natalie could not deny that, it had been said while they were moving bedroom and being out of breath. It had been a throw away remark but Erin had heard it and Erin never overlooked an opening when it presented itself.
Rose Stephens was a personal trainer who specialised with middle aged clients and although Emma and Claire were pretending to be schoolgirls they would not survive a school PE regime. After they were dismissed they were sent to the dining room to have yet another crack at the essays. 'Well we walked into that one didn't we' observed Julia'.
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Manipulation
FantasyCharles was an average man with one weakness, he could not refuse his wife Erin anything. She would lead him down a path that he could not escape.
