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Sylvia Merchant was a divorcee aged in her very late fifties and she was having a few days holiday, on her own, in a seaside town. It was late afternoon and she was currently the only customer in a cafe and, as she was sipping her coffee, a group of schoolgirls were outside.The girls were probably aged seventeen or maybe eighteen and a couple of them were smoking. Their language, which could be heard within the cafe was very fruity with ‘fuck’ and ‘cunt’ being frequently audible.”My God, if I had behaved like that when I was at school, I know what would have happened to me,” said Sylvia to the woman behind the counter who Sylvia took to be the cafe owner.”Me too, I would be bent over in the headmistresses study and getting a cane across my arse,” replied the woman who was of similar age to Sylvia.”I think if a group of girls behaved like that at my school they would get their canings in front of the whole school, in assembly,” said Sylvia.”Yes you are probably right; a dose of the cane would certainly do those little madams good,” replied the other woman.”Didn’t do me any harm; bloody hurt at the time though,” laughed Sylvia.”Oh yeah, it hurt like hell and trying to sit down afterwards was no fun,” agreed the cafe owner.”Were you caned often?” Sylvia asked the woman.”Three times at school, and several times since,” answered the woman, looking as though she wondered if she should have mentioned about ‘since.'”Since? you have been caned since school?” asked a curious Sylvia.”Let’s just say that I developed a liking for having a cane across my backside, the after-effects anyway,” replied the woman.”I haven’t been caned since school but I must admit that after the last one that I got as an eighteen-year-old I felt, um, a bit funny,” said Sylvia.”If you mean funny as being turned on then yeah, my school canings made me want to feel like that again; so from time to time, I do,” said the woman.”You mean you still get caned?” asked a shocked Sylvia.”Yeah, a lady friend of mine has me bent over sometimes,” replied the woman.Sylvia did not speak, she was amazed. She knew that some adult women and men got sexual pleasure from getting beaten but this was the first time, to her knowledge, that she had met one.”Janet PurvIs by the way, my name is Janet PurvIs,” said the woman to the still startled looking Sylvia.”Um, Sylvia, Sylvia Merchant,” replied Sylvia, having got her voice back.”Sorry if I shocked you; obviously you have never thought of getting that feeling again?” said Janet.”Ha, well I must admit that after my headmistress gave me that last sore arse, I felt very horny but no, it never occurred to me to get caned again,” replied Sylvia.”Maybe it should have done, just once perhaps to see if you got the same feeling,” reasoned Janet.”Well I will never know now, will I?” said Sylvia.”It’s not too late, do you live in town?” asked Janet.”I am here on holiday but what do you mean, not too late?” replied Sylvia.”I mean I am sure that the lady I see would happily give you a caning, I am about due to see her again anyway,” said Janet.The cafe had been empty apart from Janet and Sylvia until now but at this point, an elderly couple walked in.Janet and bahis siteleri Sylvia looked at each other, Sylvia rather red-faced. What Sylvia probably should have done was to finish her coffee and leave the cafe but she, almost inexplicably, found herself sitting there looking at her almost empty cup and willing the elderly couple to leave.As the couple slowly sipped their drinks, Janet and Sylvia’s eyes met from time to time. Janet knew that the fact that Sylvia was still here meant that she was at least interested in her proposal. Sylvia was wrestling internally with the thought that she might actually want to feel a cane across her backside for the first time in about forty years.With the couple still there, Sylvia was wondering what Janet’s relationship was with her ‘lady friend.’ Sylvia was wondering if both women were lesbians, she thought it quite likely. She was then thinking what did that make her if she was considering letting a woman cane her, or even wanting the woman to do so.Although Sylvia had had a crush on her headmistress and another teacher at school and had rather fancied her friend Susan Hall when they were in the sixth form, she had never actually had sex with a female.Sylvia was still pondering all sorts of things when Janet spoke. Sylvia had not even noticed the elderly couple leave. “So Sylvia Merchant, you are obviously interested in meeting my lady friend,” said Janet.”No, no, I never said that,” protested Sylvia.”So why are you hanging around with the remnants of a cold coffee in your cup?” smiled Janet.The two women looked at each other, Janet was very much a lesbian and thought Sylvia very attractive. Sylvia had hardly had a lesbian thought since her schooldays but she was finding Janet strangely fascinating.”Um, are you chucking me out of your cafe?” asked Sylvia, with just a hint of indignation.”No, of course not; sorry if I misinterpreted you still being here as an indication that you might be interested in getting your arse caned,” replied Janet, with a slight smirk.”I am not, I don’t think I am, I mean…” said a confused Sylvia.”What if I phone my lady friend to arrange a caning for myself and tell her that there might be another lady for her to cane?” suggested Janet.”But I am only in town for two more nights,” said Sylvia, not discounting the suggestion.”I can see if she can see us tonight; are you staying in a hotel?” said Janet.”Yes, The Royal, but what difference does that make?” replied Sylvia.”Just that you might be going there with a sore arse; I was wondering if you would rather spend the night with me,” said Janet.”Hey, wait a minute, I am not a, um…” protested Sylvia.”A lesbian? I was going to offer you my spare room but I would certainly not refuse you entry to my bed,” smiled Janet, thinking how sexy Sylvia looked when she was confused.At this delicate juncture, another customer entered the cafe and Janet looked at Sylvia almost pleading with her eyes for Sylvia to stay. Sylvia understood the pleading and, once the other customer had been served, asked for another coffee.Further customers drifted in and out of the cafe over the next thirty minutes, by which time the remnants of Sylvia’s canlı bahis siteleri second coffee were cold. Janet and Sylvia’s eyes often met and Sylvia was feeling amazingly aroused. Aroused because she was finding Janet increasingly attractive and aroused because there was the possibility of her feeling a cane across her bottom.At last, a point was reached where Janet and Sylvia were the only ones in the cafe. “I am going to phone her now and see if she can see us tonight, okay?” said Janet.”Okay,” was Sylvia’s answer, she was now almost looking forward to the prospect.Sylvia could hear all that Janet was saying on the phone so she knew that Janet had first asked if the other lady was available this evening, which it seemed that she was, and had also said that there might be a second woman to cane.The conversation continued until Janet ended it in a way that made a very interested Sylvia sit up. “Yes Miss, my cottage seven o’clock,” said Janet in a very submissive voice.”She will cane me and cane you if you want it,” Janet said to Sylvia with the call ended.”Does this lady cane lots of women?” asked a mixed up Sylvia.”She canes men too, she is very good at it,” replied Janet.”You mean she does it professionally?” asked a shocked Sylvia.”Well, I don’t pay her but I believe some people do,” answered Janet.”Do you and she… I mean, is she…?” started Sylvia, wondering if Janet did anything instead of paying.”Ha, she goes both ways and I have had sex with her but not usually at the time of a caning,” answered Janet.There was then a brief silence before Janet decided she should tell Sylvia of the arrangements. “If you come back here for when I close at six we can then go to my cottage and Miss will meet us there,” said Janet.”Do you only call her Miss?” asked Sylvia, out of curiosity.”When she has a cane in her hand I do, yes; I suggest that you do the same,” responded Janet.Janet then continued with her thoughts for later that evening. “You are very welcome to stay the night at my cottage, you will probably not feel like going back to your hotel if you have been caned,” said Janet.Janet half expected further protests from Sylvia about spending the night but Sylvia’s attitude had softened a lot. “Thank you, Janet, I think I would like to stay although I am still not sure whether I want to be caned,” replied Sylvia.”Yes, I understand; perhaps if you watch Miss cane me then that will help you make up your mind,” said Janet.”I remember seeing two senior girls get caned in front of the whole school, that did not make me want to be caned though,” replied Sylvia, doubting if watching Janet get caned would make her want to take a caning.Just then, another customer came in. “See you at six,” said Sylvia with a smile as she saw that as an opportunity and reason to leave.”Yes, see you later,” replied Janet.The time now was close to five o’clock and Sylvia reflected on what had happened since she had remarked upon the behaviour of the schoolgirls outside the cafe. She also pondered what might happen because she was going to have the opportunity to see a mature woman get caned and then if she decided to do so, to take a caning herself. Beyond that, canlı bahis she was aware of what else might happen.Sylvia went back to her hotel and had a bite to eat, although she had little appetite, changed her clothes and took her toiletries and her nightdress, something else that she was unsure about, for the night.Sylvia got back to the cafe just before six and, with no customers in there, Janet was in the process of finishing up. “Hi, how are you?” said Janet to Sylvia, who she was finding increasingly attractive.”Nervous actually, about a lot of things,” replied Sylvia.”I always get nervous too when I am about to see Miss,” said Janet.”Do you?” asked Sylvia.”Oh yeah, I know that I want a caning and I know that I am going to get one but I still get nervous beforehand,” replied Janet, smiling a bit weakly.Janet finished the clearing up and locked up the cafe. On the drive to her cottage, which was just outside town, the two women established that they had both gone to university and had both then gone into business. Janet had had a change of direction and had purchased the cafe about fifteen years previously. Sylvia was already aware of Janet’s sexuality but she did discover that Janet had once had a long term lesbian relationship but that ended a few years previously.Sylvia revealed that she got divorced from her husband three years ago and had no man in particular in her life. Sylvia did confess that she fancied her headmistress at school though.”Did you fancy her even more after she caned you?” asked Janet.”I don’t think so but her caning me certainly did not stop me from having a crush on her,” answered Sylvia.They were now at the cottage and Janet showed Sylvia her room for the night although Janet hoped that she did not use it. Janet then made a bombshell announcement. “When Miss arrives she will expect us to be in uniform,” said Janet.”In uniform?” responded Sylvia, in disbelief.”Yes, you and I are about the same size and I have two complete sets,” said Janet.Sylvia was dumbstruck. “Whether you are going to take a caning or not I advise you to wear a uniform; Miss would be most displeased if you did not,” warned Janet.Janet handed Sylvia a uniform comprising of a skirt, blouse, tie, blazer and knickers and suggested that a still stunned Sylvia get changed in her designated room.Both women were about the same size which meant that both uniforms were a size or two too small. Sylvia was particularly aware of the knickers revealing a lot of arse cheek as they disappeared into the crack between her quite large buttocks. Sylvia was also aware that she was highly sexually aroused.She was aware of Janet tapping on the closed bedroom door. “Can I come in Sylvia? Are you decent?” said Janet.”You can come in but I am not sure that I am decent,” replied an extremely confused Sylvia.Janet opened the door and the two women looked at each other, both with their own thoughts. Janet was longing to make love to the very sexy looking adult schoolgirl that had only entered her life a few hours previously. Sylvia was thinking that soon she would be seeing this other schoolgirl get a caning.”We had better go downstairs, Miss will be here very soon,” said Janet.When she started to walk, Sylvia was even more conscious of how big her bottom must look in those knickers. She was also conscious of the fact that she had to decide very soon whether to feel a cane on that bottom.
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