Katherine's New Regime - 2

[OTKinYorkshire]

A schoolgirl spanking fiction - The Strap and its Consequences

(continued from Katherine's New Regime - 1)

Later, Katherine was lying face down in bed. Her uncontrolled sobs had slowly ebbed away, to leave her breathing deeply and feeling strangely at peace. Her hands were clasped to each buttock, rubbing and squeezing the sting away, until now it had transmuted to a warm throbbing, which did not feel entirely unpleasant.

Katherine snuggled deeper under the duvet, the action rubbing her softly furred pubis against the mattress. Oooo. that felt good. She was most surprised to feel that odd sensation deep in her stomach. Guiltily, a hand found its way around her flank and under her tummy. It nestled tightly between her legs, cupping her secret spot, and she felt that warm moistness through her PJs that had begun to appear at certain times.

She raised herself slightly, and the hand sneaked down under the waistband, finger tips combing her soft bush, and then lower until her middle finger slipped between the lips of her vulva. God! She was soaking down there! She flushed all over again, sensations of guilt and wickedness washing over her. But still her inquisitive finger slithered over her little bud, revelling in the sensations it caused. Quickly she slipped her PJ bottoms down over her bottom and then resumed her pleasuring, enjoying the sensation of her tingling cheeks as they brushed against the duvet.

Wow, this was something special! A strange new feeling was building deep within her, and her rubbing finger became more urgent. Her bottom humped, her breathing deepened, and her mind relived that strange feeling she had felt, spread across the dining table.

OooOOOOOOHH... Katherine's entire body bucked and quivered, as her first ever orgasm crashed over her.

Exhausted, Katherine curled into a ball, revelling in some very new and throbby sensations. Within minutes she was sleeping soundly.

"Kathy? Kathy! ...Katherine!" Her mother's voice finally penetrated a very deep and satisfied slumber. She realised it was her mother's hand gently shaking her shoulder, and not what her dream had translated the touch into. "Time to get up, your breakfast is nearly ready."

"Yes, Mum. I'll be down in a minute" Katherine wriggled onto her back and sat up.

"Don't be long" her mother called as she closed the bedroom door behind her.

Katherine struggled to regain control of her senses. She had not slept like that for as long as she could remember. Memories of the previous day's events flooded back, until finally she recalled her nocturnal pleasuring and the tremendous sensations it had produced. Her hand slid back between her legs as she remembered, but suddenly her stomach gurgled and reminded her that she had not eaten since lunch the previous day.

"Crikey! I'm starving!" She muttered to herself and headed for the bathroom on unsteady legs.

As cold water splashed over her face, Katherine suddenly recalled stuffing her uniform into the bottom of her wardrobe! "Oh help! It will look dreadful! What's Mum going to say?" Her stomach sank, and she recalled the heavy lecture she had been given about keeping it smart. She hurried back to her bedroom to inspect the damage.

"Shit!" The expletive was involuntary, as Katherine's eyes took in the freshly pressed uniform on its hanger on the front of her wardrobe door. Even the torn pocket of her blazer was neatly stitched back in place. Her imagination experimented with the possibility of magic fairies looking after her, but she knew full well who had hung her uniform there.

Katherine entered the kitchen, stomach grumbling loudly as her nostrils absorbed the smells of freshly cooked bacon and eggs, and hot coffee. Her eyes took in the plate laid ready for her, and the strap lying beside it.

The strap??!! She glanced at her mother's determined expression, and then back to the offending object. "Oh no..."

"Turn yourself around, lift your skirt, and bend over, young lady!" Mrs Kingsbury's voice invited no argument. "Bend all the way over and hold your ankles."

Katherine felt her mother moving around behind her, and then her skirt was being arranged higher on her back.

WHUPP!. Her tightly clad bottom quivered, and then the sting flashed across her consciousness. "Owww!"

"How many times have you been told about looking after your clothes?"

WHUPP!!.. "Arrrghh!"

"Do you realise how much that uniform cost?"

WHUPP!!.. "Mmmmm..owww!"

"Money we don't have to spare!" WHUPP!!

WHAPP!!.. WHAPP!!.. "AARRRGHHHH!!!"

The last two strokes landed in rapid succession across the back of Katherine's bare thighs. She shot bolt upright, hands clasping the injured flesh.

"Don't you dare ever treat your uniform like that again! Do you understand, my girl?"

"Mmmm. y-yes Mum." Katherine whimpered.

"Now sit down and eat your breakfast, it is getting cold. And don't take all day about it, or you will be late for school!" Mrs Kingsbury left the room, and as Katherine gingerly sat on the hard wooden chair she couldn't help thinking how unjust it all was. She could hear her mother on the phone to someone. A deep sense of foreboding descended around her. Her bottom stung and throbbed, but it didn't prevent her from wolfing down her breakfast as if she hadn't eaten for a week.

[rayzstrap]

good story...I believe I will have to read the series.