Date: Fri, 26 Jul 2002 11:55:04 -0700 (PDT)
From: marie leclare <marieleclare@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sister MaryJoseph

This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of sexual
spanking acts between women.  If this type of content offends you or you
are under the age of 18 do not read it. However, if you're into spanking,
either giving or receiving, as I am, I hope you enjoy.

Sister Mary Joseph FF
By
Marie LeClare

As I look back at my early education, one teacher who meant a lot to me was
Sister Mary Joseph.  She taught my sixth grade class, and she helped me get
serious about my education.  Up until that time, school to me was just
something you had to sit through.  Until I had Sister Mary as a teacher, I
didn't do my homework, and I didn't pay attention in class.

When and where I went to school, as some Catholic schools were, corporal
punishment was allowed.  All of the Nuns had a paddle that hung next to
their desk, and the teachers would paddle the students both during class
and after school, if you had to stay for detention.  If you were really
naughty, you were sent to Mother Superior's office for an even harder
spanking.

The Nuns also informed your parents when you were spanked at school, and I
always received another spanking at home for my bad behavior.

I received many spankings from Sister Mary, and they helped me concentrate
on my schoolwork.  Sister seemed to take an interest in spanking my poor
butt and helping me get serious with my education.

Now I was a freshman in college, and it was during spring break so that I
had some time to visit the elementary school I used to attend.  I timed my
arrival at the school so that the students would be gone but the teachers
would still there.  The hallways seemed a lot smaller than I had
remembered, but the old school building was still the same.  Then I went
into my old sixth grade classroom and much to my astonishment Sister Mary
was sitting at her desk.

"Hello, Sister.  I'm Marie from your class about seven years ago."

"Hi, Marie.  Yes, I think I remember you.  What brings you back to the
school, again?"

"Well, Sister, I wanted to see the old school and I wanted to see if you
were still teaching here."

"I'm still here.  The school hasn't changed much.  How are you doing?"

"I'm a freshman in college and I'm studying to be an graphic artist.  I
wanted to let you know that you really helped me take my education
seriously.  In junior high and high school I was a B+ to an A- student, and
I studied real hard."

"If I remember right, didn't you get in trouble many times in class and I
gave you quite a few spankings both during class and after school in
detention?"

"Yes Sister I guess I was quite the trouble maker back then, but your
spankings and your concerns about me really turned around my education."

"I'm happy to hear that I was instrumental in you getting a better
education.  It will really pay off for you once you finish college."

"Actually, I wanted to see you for two reasons.  First, to let you know how
you helped me change and that helped me to do better in school.  Second,
that I am now having trouble concentrating in college, and I was wondering,
the words came slow, if you could help motivate me again, like you did in
sixth grade."

"I don't have the time to be a college tutor for you, but what did you have
in mind?"

"Remember when I wasn't concentrating in class, or when I didn't do my
homework?"

"Yes, I think I punished you."

"That's right!  I got a spanking from you, either during class or during
detention.  It really made an impression on me.  Now, I'm not concentrating
on my school work in college, and I would like you to help me out, again."

"Are you saying that you deserve a spanking?  Aren't you a little too old
to be spanked?"

"I'm never too old to be spanked.  And if I were to be spanked by you,
Sister, maybe it would turn my education around, again.  Would you, could
you, please spank me?"

"Since you are older, the spanking would be more severe than what you
received in the sixth grade.  And you would have to sign a paper giving me
permission to spank you, the same letter that I send out to my student's
parents to sign.  Also, that you would follow my every command without
hesitation or complaint.  Do you agree to my terms?"

"Yes, I would Sister."  Then she reached in her desk drawer and got out the
paper for me to sign.

After I signed the paper, Sister put it into her desk drawer and said, "OK
Marie, let's get started with your spanking.  First, come over and stand by
the edge of the desk and lower your slacks."

I had remembered that Sister used to spank me over the desk when I had to
stay after for detention.  It was always with my pants pulled down and she
would spank me over my underwear.  So I dropped my slacks and waited for
her next command.

"Now bend over the desk and grab the other side.  Be sure and stay in
position and if you get out of position or rub your bottom, it will only
make your spanking last a lot longer."  Now it seemed like I was in the
sixth grade again, and about to be spanked by Sister Mary Joseph.  She
smiled and said, "Your bottom is much bigger now.  It gives me an easier
target to hit."

Then my spanking began.  Sister was using the big wooden paddle that hung
by her desk.  It didn't seem to hurt as much as I had remembered.  I didn't
say anything and Sister spanked me like this for about five minutes.

She must have noticed that I wasn't getting much from my spanking because
Sister said, "It looks like the spanking isn't having much effect on you.
I think I know how to make you really feel it."  With that, I felt her
fingertips on the insides of my panties.  Soon they were at my ankles.
Then I felt her hands on my now naked butt.

"Your cheeks aren't even pink, yet.  Now, I think I can change that."  I
did feel embarrassed being bent over and naked from the waist down.  Sister
continued to spank me, and this time it did hurt a lot more when then
wooden paddle hit my bare butt.

"This should help you concentrate on your lessons.  Too bad you are away at
college, because you deserve a spanking like this every week until your
grades improve."  Sister continued to spank me.  Then I heard a knock on
the door and someone walked in.

"Opps, I didn't mean to disturb you."  A female voice said.

"That's okay."  Sister said.  "This is Marie, a former student, and she
wanted me to spank him, again.  Marie, don't change your position, but this
is Sister Anne, our fifth grade teacher.  Do you remember her?"

"I think I remember her," I said.

"I just wanted to leave a few papers for you to look at.  I'll be on my
way."

"You can stay if you want, and watch me spank Marie.  Come over here and
see how her bottom is turning pink."  Sister said.

Then I felt Sister Anne's hands on my bare butt.  "It is so much better to
spank someone on their bare bottom.  You can really see what effect the
spanking is having on them.  Marie, I think I remember you being a naughty
student and getting spanked by me, too."

"Yes, I guess I was a bad student back then", I blushingly said.

My spanking continued as Sister Anne watched.  "I hope this spanking is
having an effect on you."  Sister Mary said to me.

"I think I have something that will make Marie really remember this
spanking even more..  We aren't allowed to use it on our students, but I
think it would help in this case.  Let me go back to my room and get it."
Sister Anne said.

"Okay, I'll keep spanking Marie until you get back."  Now my butt was
getting sore. I was beginning to heat up, and getting moist.

In a few minutes Sister Anne returned.  "This is a cane which I got from a
Sister who lived in England.  She said it was used on boys over there on a
regular basis.  Usually, only six strokes were given at a time with the
student bent over touching their toes.  Do you want to try it on Marie?"

I felt some hands on my butt, again, then Sister Mary said, "Marie, let's
try this cane on you.  Stand up. Move away from the desk, and bend over and
touch your toes.  Sister Anne, why don't you give Marie the six strokes of
the cane.  Marie, why don't you count them for us."

After I was bent over touching my toes I felt the cane tap my bare butt as
Sister Anne said, "I guess this really stings, but stay in position and
count the strokes."  Then I heard a whistle and it felt like a straight
line of burning fire on my bottom.  I stood up and rubbed my bottom.

"Bend back down and stay in position, and since you forgot to count, this
will be number one, again."  Sister Anne said.

SWISH!  CRACK!  "One."  It really hurt but I stayed in position.

SWISH!  CRACK!  "Two."  Never had a spanking been so painful for me.  What
was I thinking when I asked for this spanking!

SWISH!  CRACK!  "Three."  My poor exposed bare butt was really painful,
now.

SWISH!  CRACK!  "Four."  Only two more left.

SWISH!  CRACK!  "Five."

I felt hands on my poor bottom and Sister Anne said, "Look at the welts on
her bottom.  I can see why they don't let us cane our elementary school
students.  Only one left, Marie."

SWISH!  CRACK!  "Six."  I somehow managed to count the last stroke and stay
in position.

"Well, I better get back to my classroom, now." Sister Anne said.  "Thanks
for letting me help spank Marie.  And Marie, you better be a good girl."

"I will."  I said.  Then I heard the door open and close, again.

"Remember after I spanked you after school I had you stand in the corner.
Stand up, leave your bare bottom exposed, and stand in the corner while I
finish grading papers."

After stepping out of my pants and underware, I felt like a little girl,
standing in the corner .  After about ten minutes, Sister Mary called me
over to her, again.  She sat on a chair and said, "Bend over my lap for a
final hand spanking."  Soon my hands and feet were on the floor and I was
bent over her lap.  Sister spanked me some more as she said, "I hope this
will help you improve your class work.  Your probably deserve a spanking
like this once a week to keep your grades up.  Too bad you are away at
college."

"Actually, the college that I am attending is about an hour's drive from
here." I said.

Sister kept spanking me and said, "Why don't I give you my home address,
and I could spank you every Friday night at 7 PM.  That way you could tell
me how well you are doing in college, and I could spank you to help give
you incentive to keep your grades up."

"Okay," I said.  "Ouch!  I think that would help me out."

I was starting to squirm about because the hand spanking on top of the six
strokes of the cane really hurt.

"Stop moving about so much.  Just a little bit longer and I will be done
with your spanking."  Sister spanked me for about two more minutes, and
then I felt her hands rubbing my butt. What started as rubbing soon became
caresses as I felt her hand rubbing slowly and her fingers dipping between
my legs to my wet pussy.  "You should be able to feel this spanking for a
few days, she said as I felt her fingers touching my pussy lips. So as to
let her know that it was alright to touch me I spread my legs further
apart. As she held me tightly with her left hand her other hand was busy
rubbing my pussy. I then felt her middle finger enter my pussy. Then a
second finger found its way next to the first. My breathing was coming in
moans as I felt her wiggle her fingers and finger fuck my pussy. I could
feel the tingle starting and it was no time till I moaned loudly with an
earth shattering orgasm. She remained that way while I recovered, and then
said, you can stand up, now, and pull up your pants.  I will give you my
home address and then I expect to see you at 7 PM next Friday for another
spanking."

"Thank you, Sister."  I said.  "You helped me so much when I was in the
sixth grade and I'm sure this is going to help me while I am in college", I
said with a smile.

I left her classroom, rubbing my poor butt, with a happy pussy, and
wondering what my spanking on next Friday would be like.  I know this is
going to help me do better in college.