Lucy and the Youth Club

[cindaz84]

Lucy and the Youth club

Lucy always looked forwards to Tuesday nights, as it was youth club night. On this particular Tuesday night since it was coming up to Christmas it was decided that they would have a little disco. The disco had been going very well and Lucy had been dancing and enjoying the music. After a while one of the boys approached Lucy and whispered something into her ear. Soon afterwards Lucy slipped out the back door of the old hall and there standing against the wall in the wooded garden was the boy. After a short discussion the boy produced a packet of cigarettes and then lit one each for both them. Father Brian, the youth club leader, had noticed both Lucy and the boy slipping away outside, intrigued to see what was going on he then quietly opened the other backdoor of the hall and ghosted into the shadows by the back wall. Straightaway he could see Lucy and the boy snogging and smoking together. He was just about to approach them and show himself, when Lucy dropped the cigarette and knelt down in front of the boy and started to undo his jeans. Intrigued,Father Brian stopped in his tracks and remained watching from his shadowy viewpoint. Lucy undid the boy’s trousers pulled his zip right down and put her hands inside and very quickly released his obviously erect cock. She then ran her hands up and down the shaft a couple of times before looking up wantonly at the boy who gave a knowing nod and a sly smile before gently putting a hand on the back of Lucy’s head and pulled her in closer. Lucy needed no more encouragement and rolled her lips over the inviting member in front of her face. Father Brian stared transfixed, and more than a little excited, as he watched Lucy expertly take the boy into her mouth and in what seemed no time at all made him come. Father Brian watched excitedly as the boy’s knees seem to buckle slightly as Lucy hungrily worked on his cock and then quickly pulled her head away and with a few short tugs emptied the boy’s cock into the darkness. As soon as he’d come, Lucy stood up and announced ‘happy now -but don’t you dare tell anyone’. With that she went back inside leaving the boy to tidy himself up. Father Brown waited until the boy had returned into the disco and then quietly let himself in by the other backdoor

About a half an hour later the disco wound up, its members dutifully tidied the chairs etc. way and started making their way home. As Lucy was about to leave, Father Brian pulled her to one side and said ‘Lucy I’d like to have a word with you before you go, I saw what happened outside’. Lucy’s heart missed a beat, flabbergasted she replied ‘please don’t tell my parents I was smoking, as I don’t smoke much and they don’t know I smoke, but I know they would be too pleased’. As the door closed behind the last youth club member to leave, Father Brian calmly replied ‘it’s not the smoking I was referring to it was your other actions’. Lucy blushed and a flash of shock shot through her as she realized he’d watched it all. ‘That’s not the correct behaviour I expect from girls this youth club’, continued father Brian,’ and your mother will be mortified when I tell her’. ‘ No please don’t tell her,’ pleaded Lucy, ‘you see I owed him some money and I didn’t have it so he said he’d let me off if I did that’, the words trailed away ‘please don’t tell my mother’.
‘And why shouldn’t I tell your mother Lucy?’ Father Brian continued. ‘Well because... She’ll go apeshit and I’ll be soundly punished’. ‘How will you be punished’ Father Brian continued, now talking in his best soothing pastoral voice as he looked Lucy straight in the eyes. ‘Well’, Lucy took a deep breath, ‘She’ll probably shout a lot and then spank me with a hair brush and… And then tell my father’. ‘Oh yes, and what will father do?’ Continued Father Brian as a knowing smile appeared on his face. ‘Well he’ll be even madder than my mother if he finds out, and as you know he’s a headmaster and a strict disciplinarian so I’m sure I’ll be soundly caned’. ‘Does he cane you often Lucy?’ inquired father Brian as he felt a kind of excitement flash through his crutch. ‘No only when I really deserve it,’ retorted Lucy. ‘Oh and I think he’ll think you deserve it this time don’t you Lucy’, said Father Brian softly. ‘Yes.. Yes you know he will, so please don’t tell him’ pleaded Lucy again.

‘Unfortunately’, started Father Brian, ‘that sort of behaviour is totally unacceptable at this youth club, if word got out that I allowed that sort of thing to carry on, all hell would break loose, and I would probably lose my position here at the priory and clearly I can’t let that happen. However, I say again that sort of behaviour is totally unacceptable and I think you deserve to be punished soundly so you can see the error of your ways’. ‘I suppose, if I talk to your parents they will see the implications of this getting out and keep it “ in the family so to speak”, and of course it will mean no more youth club for you’. There was a long silence as the implications of what Father Brian had said hit home in Lucy’s mind, eventually in a soft broken voice Lucy piped up ‘ well there is another way, I know I’ve let everybody down and should be punished, so you could punish me instead of my parents and then nobody else need know. An unexpected prang of excitement suddenly surged through Lucy as she spoke, but she was not really sure why.
‘Yes’ pondered Father Brian ‘but you realize I’d have to punish you just as severely as you’d get her home, but you’re right it is a way out of our predicament’. Father Brian thought for a moment, as another much more definite surge of excitement shot through his loins. ‘Okay come to the priory office at 4 PM tomorrow afternoon straight from school. Tell your parents you will be late home, games or something, and we’ll finish this matter then. If you don’t show up, I’ll be round to see your parents tomorrow night.’

All night Lucy tossed and turned she couldn’t sleep for thinking about what she’d done and what was going to happen. As she thought about the implications of her parents finding out, she realized that something else was now filling her mind, and she became aware of how hard her nipples had become and how moist she was feeling between her legs and she realized it was because she was thinking about what Father Brian was going to do to her the next afternoon. Slowly she started rolling her hardened nipples through her fingers and then as she could resist the weight of excitement no more she put her hand down her pyjama trousers and began lightly stroking himself as she imagined herself bent over and Father Brian administering his punishment to her bare bottom. The pressure and rapidity of her stroking increased as she imagined the painful strokes biting into her soft bottom and then she came in an intense orgasm the like of which she had never experienced before.

The school day went quickly in a confused blur of intrepidation and unexplained excitement, finally the school bell signalled home time and she collected her things and went to the bus stop. Her stomach churned over and over as she walked up the path to the priory office, tentatively she pressed the doorbell and from deep inside she heard a distant ring. After what seemed an age Father Brian open the door ‘come in Lucy’ he said sternly, ‘down the corridor please and into the office’ he continued. As he closed the office door behind him he announced ‘well you’ve had time to think, what’s it to be, my punishment or your parents?’ Lucy clutched her school bag tightly and stared at the floor in front of a big old wooden desk. As she looked up she noticed that placed in the middle of the desk was a brown leather strap with spilt tales and a crook handled school cane and a flash of excitement and fear pulsed through her.
‘I’m very sorry Father Brian, I know I’ve messed up so I’ll take your punishment, but you mustn’t tell anyone’. ‘Agreed’ replied Father Brian, ‘ you have my word I will not tell a sole. I’ve thought about your punishment and since I don’t have a hairbrush I’m going to give you 10 strokes of the leather strap first, it’s what they use in Scotland in case you don’t know, then when I’m sure you’ve learned the error of your ways I shall reinforce it with 10 strokes of the cane. Does that sound fair to you Lucy?’
‘Yes I suppose so,’ mumbled Lucy is a tide of fear and again unexplained excitement flowed through her.

‘Right, put your bag down over there and take your skirt off and fold it up’. Lucy tentatively did as she was told, instantly she felt vulnerable and a bit silly standing there just in her blazer and grey socks and black school shoes. ‘Bend right over the desk put your arms out straight and grab your folded skirt in both hands, if you take either handoff your skirt while I’m punishing you there will be 2 more strokes do you understand?’ Said father Brian sternly. ‘Yes sir’ said. Lucy softly as she positioned herself over the desk stretching out both arms and gripping the skirt tightly in both hands. Father Brian picked up the strap and once Lucy was in position carefully folded up Lucy’s green blazer and white school blouse to reveal a beautiful pair of tight bottom cheeks encased in a pair of green school knickers, and firm white muscular thighs which disappeared into Lucy’s tight grey socks at her knees.
Father Brian ran his hand over her tight buttocks and slipping his hand into the leg elastic pulled the pants straight and tight. As he did so Lucy felt his fingers lightly brush her most intimate parts and she instantly yearned for further touching as fear and excitement surged through her equal measures.

Father Brian rested the strap on his shoulder as tradition demanded, and then whipped it down forcefully across Lucy’s bottom. Lucy felt the pliant leather tails tear across her bottom and gasped in surprise, the next stroke followed soon after and Lucy exhaled and left out a little cry as the tales bit again into her pant covered bottom. The stinging of the tales was soon mixed with a warm underglow, and although the pain was building she was intensely aware of another more primal feeling developing between her legs. Father Brian paused between each stroke and watched fascinated as Lucy’s bottom clenched and unclenched repeatedly as she squeezed her thighs together and seemed to rock her bottom upwards ready for the next stroke. She felt her bottom sting more and more as the leather tales bit into her bottom with each successive stroke and tears began to well up in her eyes. Then, just as Lucy was beginning to almost enjoy the painful burning sensation in an unexplainable sort of way Father Brian stood back, put the strap on the desk ‘ that’s 10’ he said, now stand up and turn around keep holding your skirt in front of you don’t touch your bottom’.
Lucy slowly stood up and turned round she wanted to desperately rub her burning bottom but judiciously kept clutching her skirt in front of her, although she was now acutely aware of how moist and sensitive she had become between her legs.
‘So Lucy have you seen the error of your ways and do you promise to behave properly in future at the youth club’, Father Brian inquired. ‘Yes Father Brian’, Lucy replied meekly as tears began streaming down her very flushed face.
‘Good, when we better get on with the 2nd part of the punishment and then I’ll take you home’. ‘But please father Brian I’ve learned my lesson, can’t we stop now’. ‘Of course we can’, gloated Father Brian, ‘I’ll take you home now if that’s what you want and explain what’s happened to your parents and why I’ve had to punish you and leave it to them to give you the 2nd part of your punishment, as I’m sure they will. ‘Do you want that?’. ‘No replied Lucy,’ we must keep it between ourselves’.

‘Okay, let’s get it over with then, please take your pants off fold them up and then hold them in front of you with your skirt’. ‘Take my pants off? But Father Brian please..’ ‘Does your father cane you on your bare bottom?’ ‘well yes’ mumbled Lucy. ‘So then I will, now take your pants off’ demanded Father Brian sternly. Lucy put her hands into her knickers and pulled them down over her soundly punished bottom, she was amazed at how hot her cheeks felt but she knew she couldn’t rub them so she carried on slipping the pants down and then obediently stepped out of them. ‘Good, now hold them in front of you and bend right over the desk again arms straight out please’. Once Lucy had positioned herself again over the old wooden desk Father Brian again raised Lucy’s blazer and blouse up, only this time he pushed them right up her back so she was completely bare from the middle of her back down to her knees.
He ran his hands over her back and then lowered them down slowly over her crimson red cheeks and examined his handiwork carefully as he felt the heat in her cheeks. ‘Open your legs please and straighten your thighs’ he commanded pushing Lucy’s feet apart with his own foot. Father Brian stared in amazement at his handiwork and then fixed on her clearly engorged glistening womanhood. He yearned to touch those invitingly engorged lips but knew he mustn’t. Quietly he cursed his vow of celibacy as he felt his cock straighten reflexively in his trousers, oh how he would love to fuck her now.
Regaining his composure he reached out and picked up the cane and moved back to position himself behind Lucy once again. Lucy was acutely aware of his gaze on her now seriously tingling fanny and wanted him to continue his gentle touching of her flaming cheeks and was secretly begging him to slide his fingers between her legs. However her erotic yearning was suddenly broken by a searing pain as the cane whipped down and bit into her exposed bottom cheeks. She gasped in surprise. ‘Count the strokes please Lucy’, ordered Father Brian.’ One’ yelped Lucy as the pain shot through, two, three, four’ she screamed as the wicked cane bit deep into her tender bottom cheeks. Then suddenly she was aware of another totally different sensation building as the pain seemed to change into an intense feeling of pleasure and she realized she was going to come. She continued counting is the cane flashed down but now she could not stop yourself and as she finally screamed 10 she felt an instant release of pleasure as her orgasm took over and her knuckles turned white as she clenched her skirt and pants.

Father Brian watched fascinated as the orgasm ripped through Lucy and her labia seem to twitch and contract expelling copious amounts of fluid down Lucy’s inner thighs. Suddenly he was a aware of his own rock hard cock orgasming and he felt his semen spurt into his pants uncontrollably. Lucy lay still on the desk her cries and shouts had changed into a deep longing moan as the massive orgasm pulsed through her again and again all the pain had gone and been replaced with indescribably warm comforting feeling.

Both parties could not move for what seemed an age, then father Brian reached over and gently helped Lucy off the desk and they embraced in a warm almost loving clinch. As Lucy buried her face into Father Brian’s shoulder she was suddenly aware of Father Brian’s rockhard manhood straining at the cloth of his trousers, and a knowing feeling welled up inside her. Eventually father Brian composed himself, ‘put your clothes on please, Lucy I think you’ve learned a very valuable lesson and I’ll take you home now’.