Candace looked back over her shoulder, grinning to her reflection in the floor-length mirror. The tall, thin blonde was wearing one of her shortest skirts, and if she went to school without panties again, she knew she would give the boys a sight to behold every time she stood up to answer a question – provided she leaned slightly forward, which she would. It amused her to think about how they'd be sitting in class, too distracted to focus on whatever the teacher was saying. She'd been called a tease more than once, but she had no problem with that. It was accurate, after all.
Now, she needed to pick a pair of shoes that matched the skirt – though obviously, that was something few of the boys would care about.
A few hours later, Candace was sitting in Ms Woods' maths class. When the teacher's gaze turned to Candace, the girl rose, leaned slightly forward in her usual manner, and delivered the right answer. As she stood there, she received the expected small gasp from behind her – but it was rather more high-pitched than she'd anticipated.
As soon as she could, Candace sat down and cast a subtle glance behind her; Benny, who'd been sitting behind her when she chose her seat, appeared to have moved to be closer to his girlfriend, and the vacant seat had been taken by Elaine, a small, slightly chubby brunette. The shy, quiet girl's face was scarlet, and Candace saw the same lustful look in her eyes that she often saw in the boys.
Candace paused, trying to collect her thoughts. She hadn't suspected that Elaine would have those kinds of urges, and she wondered what she should do with her new information. She'd had a lot of fun teasing the boys, but she'd never considered the possibilities of teasing GIRLS before. Maybe she should give it a try?
She spent the rest of the lesson trying to sort out her feelings on the matter, unable to focus on the maths. The irony of her distraction attempt backfiring entirely escaped her.
During lunch, Candace spotted Elaine heading for the toilets, so she followed her. She smiled; this was NOT something she could do to the boys she teased without getting a reputation she didn't want. She found the girl leaning over the sink, splashing water on her face while mumbling softly.
"Did you enjoy the show?" Candace asked sweetly.
Elaine spun around, gaping. "I… I d-don't know what you mean," she mumbled, blushing fiercely.
Candace grinned, leaning against the wall. "I think you do. During Ms Woods' class? You were staring, weren't you?"
"Y-you wouldn't go without panties with a skirt like that if you didn't want people to stare!" Elaine replied, glaring at her.
Candace raised an eyebrow. The nerd finding her courage? That was unexpected – but not unwelcome. "What did you think?" she said.
"W-what?" Elaine stared at her.
"What did you think of the view? Be honest." Her voice was pure honey. It turned out that teasing girls was VERY fun; she'd have to do it more often.
Elaine stammered. "You have a very beautiful bottom," she said. "Round, white, sweet… I'd like to –" She froze, blushing even more as she looked away.
"You'd like to what?" Candace asked, wondering where in the world this was going.
"It was nothing." Elaine was now staring at the wall, refusing to meet her gaze.
"No, it wasn't," Candace said, folding her arms in front of her chest. "You were about to say something, but you stopped yourself. I need to know what it was. What would you like to do?"
Elaine stammered, looking quite uncomfortable. Suddenly, she blurted out "I'd like to spank you."
For the second time that day, Candace was too stunned to think clearly. "Spank me?" she whispered.
Elaine nodded, now finally meeting Candace's eyes. "I'd like to take you over my lap, pull your panties down, and smack your beautiful bottom," she said, fidgeting. She paused. "Though I guess the panties thing won't be necessary, since…"
Candace tried to process this. Being spanked? By Elaine? The quiet girl from her maths classes? On the one hand, it was shocking and quite indecent, but on the other, there was something intriguing about the prospect. Yet another thing she'd never thought about before, but which suddenly sounded interesting. "We'll talk about this later," she said, fleeing from the room before either of them could say anything else.
Later that day, Candace was standing in Elaine's bedroom, ready to be spanked. Elaine's parents would be out until very late, so they had the house to themselves for the rest of the evening.
"You are sure you want to do this?" Elaine said yet again, wringing her hands anxiously as she sat on the bed. "You can say no, you know. I won't be offended. And if you change your mind halfway through, just let me know, OK? I don't want you to think that just because you've agreed –"
Candace placed her finger gently on the girl's lips, ending the nervous stream of words. "I know. You've told me already. If I tell you to stop, or don't respond when you ask me if I want to continue, it ends immediately. Thank you for the concern, but I get it."
"Right. It's just, I've never done this before, and I don't think YOU'VE done this before, and I… I want to do it right." She tucked her hair behind her ear again. " Should we begin?" Candace nodded, and Elaine grinned and clapped her hands. "Right! Come here, young lady," she said, in what she probably hoped was a stern voice. It wasn't. Candace tried to hide a grin; she was half a year older than Elaine, and a foot and a half taller, so the shy girl didn't exactly live up to her image of a stern authority figure.
Candace stepped over to the bed. Without waiting to be told, she leaned forward and placed herself over Elaine's lap, her toes touching the ground as her upper body rested on the bed and her bottom was raised over her classmate's lap. "I'm ready for my spanking, Miss," she said sweetly.
For a few seconds, Elaine sat entirely still, not moving a muscle, as if she was afraid of waking up. She then grabbed the hem of Candace's skirt, slowly raising it. "Is this OK?"
Candace fought the urge to sigh. Elaine could be a bit too considerate. "Yes, Elaine, it's OK. You can pull up my skirt," she said gently.
When Elaine had bared Candace's bottom, she let out a small gasp as she considered the gorgeous canvas in front of her. She reached her hand down and began to stroke Candace's skin, giggling gently as she cusped Candace's cheeks and rubbed them gently.
After a few minutes, Candace glanced over her shoulder. "You know, if all you wanted to do was grope me, you should have said so. I'm not necessarily saying I would have said no, but my expectations…"
"Oh! Sorry," Elaine said. "I was distracted! Right! One spanking, coming up!"
The first few pats were gentle and soft, as Elaine had clearly wanted to err on the side of caution. Candace still had to assure her that she was not experiencing agony of any sort.
Gradually, the spanks came harder and faster, with Candace's cheeks receiving some firm slaps. "Oh, that stings," she gasped at one point.
"Sorry!" Elaine squeaked.
Candace chuckled. "I didn't tell you to stop! I think it's supposed to sting a bit, isn't it? Though you've probably done more research than me on the subject."
From the embarrassed whimpering coming from Elaine's lips, Candace guessed that Elaine HAD in fact done a fair bit of research in the privacy of her bedroom.
The next few smacks were even harder. What Elaine lacked in experience, she made up in enthusiasm, and she let out excited giggles as Candace's buns bounced under her palm. Soon, every inch of her bottom had been slapped, and a toasty warmth had spread.
"Oh, look! Your butt's getting all pink. It's adorable!" Elaine squealed. Not being in a position to check for herself, Candace decided to take her word for it.
As the burning sting grew more intense, Candace found herself squirming over her classmate's lap, wincing as the girl's hand struck her sensitive buttocks, but despite the pain, she had no intention of asking her to stop. This was the most intense event of her life, and she wanted to experience it in full.
Again and again, Elaine's palm slapped down on her classmate's wriggling rear end, with every smack adding to the warmth, the sting, and the colour. Her hand was starting to hurt, but the giggling girl could have kept this up for hours!
Finally, as the first tears started to roll down Candace's cheeks, she called out "Stop! I've had enough!" Immediately, Elaine ended the spanking, softly rubbing her sore bottom.
Soon, Candace was stretched out on Elaine's bed, while her classmate was rubbing some cooling cream into her burning cheeks. "How was it?" Elaine asked, her voice full of concern.
"It stung, of course," Candace replied. "And it was embarrassing, but…" She blushed. "It was really exciting as well, you know?" She took another bite of the chocolate bar that Elaine had kindly provided. After a pause, she glanced up at Elaine. "How was it for you?"
"It was…" Elaine shook her head, struggling to find the words. "It was wonderful! It was everything I'd ever fantasised about, but somehow even better! Feeling your soft bottom under my hand… watching it bounce and jiggle when I spanked it…" She smiled. "This is the best day of my life."
She continued to apply the cream. After a few minutes, Elaine spoke up again. "Candace? Do… do you think we can do this again sometime?"
Candace glanced up at her, considering the question. Was this an experience she wanted to repeat? Batting her eyelashes, she said, in her most teasing tone, "I'll think about it."
Now, she needed to pick a pair of shoes that matched the skirt – though obviously, that was something few of the boys would care about.
A few hours later, Candace was sitting in Ms Woods' maths class. When the teacher's gaze turned to Candace, the girl rose, leaned slightly forward in her usual manner, and delivered the right answer. As she stood there, she received the expected small gasp from behind her – but it was rather more high-pitched than she'd anticipated.
As soon as she could, Candace sat down and cast a subtle glance behind her; Benny, who'd been sitting behind her when she chose her seat, appeared to have moved to be closer to his girlfriend, and the vacant seat had been taken by Elaine, a small, slightly chubby brunette. The shy, quiet girl's face was scarlet, and Candace saw the same lustful look in her eyes that she often saw in the boys.
Candace paused, trying to collect her thoughts. She hadn't suspected that Elaine would have those kinds of urges, and she wondered what she should do with her new information. She'd had a lot of fun teasing the boys, but she'd never considered the possibilities of teasing GIRLS before. Maybe she should give it a try?
She spent the rest of the lesson trying to sort out her feelings on the matter, unable to focus on the maths. The irony of her distraction attempt backfiring entirely escaped her.
During lunch, Candace spotted Elaine heading for the toilets, so she followed her. She smiled; this was NOT something she could do to the boys she teased without getting a reputation she didn't want. She found the girl leaning over the sink, splashing water on her face while mumbling softly.
"Did you enjoy the show?" Candace asked sweetly.
Elaine spun around, gaping. "I… I d-don't know what you mean," she mumbled, blushing fiercely.
Candace grinned, leaning against the wall. "I think you do. During Ms Woods' class? You were staring, weren't you?"
"Y-you wouldn't go without panties with a skirt like that if you didn't want people to stare!" Elaine replied, glaring at her.
Candace raised an eyebrow. The nerd finding her courage? That was unexpected – but not unwelcome. "What did you think?" she said.
"W-what?" Elaine stared at her.
"What did you think of the view? Be honest." Her voice was pure honey. It turned out that teasing girls was VERY fun; she'd have to do it more often.
Elaine stammered. "You have a very beautiful bottom," she said. "Round, white, sweet… I'd like to –" She froze, blushing even more as she looked away.
"You'd like to what?" Candace asked, wondering where in the world this was going.
"It was nothing." Elaine was now staring at the wall, refusing to meet her gaze.
"No, it wasn't," Candace said, folding her arms in front of her chest. "You were about to say something, but you stopped yourself. I need to know what it was. What would you like to do?"
Elaine stammered, looking quite uncomfortable. Suddenly, she blurted out "I'd like to spank you."
For the second time that day, Candace was too stunned to think clearly. "Spank me?" she whispered.
Elaine nodded, now finally meeting Candace's eyes. "I'd like to take you over my lap, pull your panties down, and smack your beautiful bottom," she said, fidgeting. She paused. "Though I guess the panties thing won't be necessary, since…"
Candace tried to process this. Being spanked? By Elaine? The quiet girl from her maths classes? On the one hand, it was shocking and quite indecent, but on the other, there was something intriguing about the prospect. Yet another thing she'd never thought about before, but which suddenly sounded interesting. "We'll talk about this later," she said, fleeing from the room before either of them could say anything else.
Later that day, Candace was standing in Elaine's bedroom, ready to be spanked. Elaine's parents would be out until very late, so they had the house to themselves for the rest of the evening.
"You are sure you want to do this?" Elaine said yet again, wringing her hands anxiously as she sat on the bed. "You can say no, you know. I won't be offended. And if you change your mind halfway through, just let me know, OK? I don't want you to think that just because you've agreed –"
Candace placed her finger gently on the girl's lips, ending the nervous stream of words. "I know. You've told me already. If I tell you to stop, or don't respond when you ask me if I want to continue, it ends immediately. Thank you for the concern, but I get it."
"Right. It's just, I've never done this before, and I don't think YOU'VE done this before, and I… I want to do it right." She tucked her hair behind her ear again. " Should we begin?" Candace nodded, and Elaine grinned and clapped her hands. "Right! Come here, young lady," she said, in what she probably hoped was a stern voice. It wasn't. Candace tried to hide a grin; she was half a year older than Elaine, and a foot and a half taller, so the shy girl didn't exactly live up to her image of a stern authority figure.
Candace stepped over to the bed. Without waiting to be told, she leaned forward and placed herself over Elaine's lap, her toes touching the ground as her upper body rested on the bed and her bottom was raised over her classmate's lap. "I'm ready for my spanking, Miss," she said sweetly.
For a few seconds, Elaine sat entirely still, not moving a muscle, as if she was afraid of waking up. She then grabbed the hem of Candace's skirt, slowly raising it. "Is this OK?"
Candace fought the urge to sigh. Elaine could be a bit too considerate. "Yes, Elaine, it's OK. You can pull up my skirt," she said gently.
When Elaine had bared Candace's bottom, she let out a small gasp as she considered the gorgeous canvas in front of her. She reached her hand down and began to stroke Candace's skin, giggling gently as she cusped Candace's cheeks and rubbed them gently.
After a few minutes, Candace glanced over her shoulder. "You know, if all you wanted to do was grope me, you should have said so. I'm not necessarily saying I would have said no, but my expectations…"
"Oh! Sorry," Elaine said. "I was distracted! Right! One spanking, coming up!"
The first few pats were gentle and soft, as Elaine had clearly wanted to err on the side of caution. Candace still had to assure her that she was not experiencing agony of any sort.
Gradually, the spanks came harder and faster, with Candace's cheeks receiving some firm slaps. "Oh, that stings," she gasped at one point.
"Sorry!" Elaine squeaked.
Candace chuckled. "I didn't tell you to stop! I think it's supposed to sting a bit, isn't it? Though you've probably done more research than me on the subject."
From the embarrassed whimpering coming from Elaine's lips, Candace guessed that Elaine HAD in fact done a fair bit of research in the privacy of her bedroom.
The next few smacks were even harder. What Elaine lacked in experience, she made up in enthusiasm, and she let out excited giggles as Candace's buns bounced under her palm. Soon, every inch of her bottom had been slapped, and a toasty warmth had spread.
"Oh, look! Your butt's getting all pink. It's adorable!" Elaine squealed. Not being in a position to check for herself, Candace decided to take her word for it.
As the burning sting grew more intense, Candace found herself squirming over her classmate's lap, wincing as the girl's hand struck her sensitive buttocks, but despite the pain, she had no intention of asking her to stop. This was the most intense event of her life, and she wanted to experience it in full.
Again and again, Elaine's palm slapped down on her classmate's wriggling rear end, with every smack adding to the warmth, the sting, and the colour. Her hand was starting to hurt, but the giggling girl could have kept this up for hours!
Finally, as the first tears started to roll down Candace's cheeks, she called out "Stop! I've had enough!" Immediately, Elaine ended the spanking, softly rubbing her sore bottom.
Soon, Candace was stretched out on Elaine's bed, while her classmate was rubbing some cooling cream into her burning cheeks. "How was it?" Elaine asked, her voice full of concern.
"It stung, of course," Candace replied. "And it was embarrassing, but…" She blushed. "It was really exciting as well, you know?" She took another bite of the chocolate bar that Elaine had kindly provided. After a pause, she glanced up at Elaine. "How was it for you?"
"It was…" Elaine shook her head, struggling to find the words. "It was wonderful! It was everything I'd ever fantasised about, but somehow even better! Feeling your soft bottom under my hand… watching it bounce and jiggle when I spanked it…" She smiled. "This is the best day of my life."
She continued to apply the cream. After a few minutes, Elaine spoke up again. "Candace? Do… do you think we can do this again sometime?"
Candace glanced up at her, considering the question. Was this an experience she wanted to repeat? Batting her eyelashes, she said, in her most teasing tone, "I'll think about it."
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