Nikki

I knew this young girl, in middle school. She actually liked to get spanked, if you can imagine that. She would get herself in trouble, just so she could get a spanking. You see, I lived in Kansas and teachers could still spank there. Not many did, but there was this one teacher who did, and Nikki would always take advantage of her. We all hated Nikki. Every time she walked to the front of the class, she looked scared while she was looking at the teacher, but as soon as she looked back at us, she gave us a wink or a little smirk. I, and a few other girls were the only ones who knew she liked to get the spankings; no one else, including the teacher, knew. One day, Nikki made me so angry. She told me I should try getting a spanking! She said I would actually enjoy it! Can you believe her? How can anyone enjoy getting in front of the class, pulling her skirt up and getting five or ten smacks from the teacher?! That's impossible to enjoy. So, after class that day, I went to Miss Taylor and told her everything I knew. She was absolutely appalled.

"Lisa, dear, how do you know this?" she asked.
"Because, Miss Taylor, every time she walks up to the front, she looks back at us and smiles, and she even told me, Miss Taylor. She said I should try and that I'd like it!"
"OK. I'll have a talk with her, but you'll have to stay after school. I'll need you to back yourself up," she said.
"But, I don't want her to know it was me who said it," I whined..

"Lisa, trust me. She won't be angry with you, after what I do to her. She won't even look at you in a funny way. She'll be on her best behavior. What I give her now are just little pats on the bottom, but now that she really deserves it, she'll learn what punishment really is. Don't talk to her or anyone else about this, ever. Am I understood?" she asked, firmly. Her tone of voice frightened me a little, so I agreed and left in a hurry.

The next day went by fairly quickly. Before class was over, I heard Miss Taylor tell Nikki she had to stay after class a minute. Nikki actually looked happy about this, but I knew she wouldn't be happy for long. The bell rang and everyone hurried out of class, except Nikki and I.
Nikki took one look at me, and asked the teacher, "What is she doing here?"

"Nikki, Lisa has told me some unspeakable things about you, young lady. Things that I believe warrant some severe punishments."
"What? What did she tell you? It's a lie!"
"Don't even try, Nikki. I had suspected earlier, but I wasn't sure." As I watched Miss Taylor say that, the look on her face told me she was really very happy to find out it was the truth. "Nikki, come over here and stand directly in front of me." Nikki reluctantly stood up and walked up to Miss Taylor. She stood in front of Miss Taylor, looking down at the floor.

"Nikki? What do you think you're getting punished for?" Miss Taylor asked.
"I don't know, Miss Taylor."
"Well, make a guess."
"Ummmmmm. I wrote on the wall in the girls bathroom?" Miss Taylor laughed softly.
"No, not quite. It's a bit worse than that. Lisa told me you actually enjoy the spankings I give you, when you're naughty. Is that true?"
"Of course not, Miss Taylor. Who would possibly enjoy getting spankings?" Nikki looked extremely nervous, at this point.
"Well, I believe her, so I guess a person like you would enjoy them. Now tell me the truth, and maybe things will be a little bit easier on you. Do you enjoy the spankings, Nikki?" There was a long silence, before Nikki finally said anything.
"Well : maybe a little. I suppose I do," she whispered.

"I thought so. Take off all of your clothes, right now. Lisa, go make sure that door is shut and locked, please," Miss Taylor surprised both of us, when she asked those two little requests. I hurried to the door, shut and then locked it, then hurried back to my seat.

"Lisa, no need to sit so far away. Come sit next to me. I want Nikki to be humiliated, and with you here, that will be easy." Miss Taylor was sitting on her desk, on the far corner. I walked over to her desk, and sat on the opposite corner.

"Lisa, there's no reason for you to be scared, sweetie. Nikki is the one in trouble. You are just here to help me out a little. Now come sit next to me, and watch as Nikki undresses." I couldn't believe what was happening. I don't know what I was thinking, or maybe I wasn't thinking at all, but I slid down next to her, and sat and watched Nikki as she looked first at me, then at Miss Taylor. I'll never forget that look. She was truly scared. She looked at Miss Taylor so pleadingly, I almost wanted to cry for her. Almost.

"Nikki, we're waiting. Take off your clothes, or you will be very sorry." Nikki heard the threat in her voice, so she began to take off the shirt to her uniform. She was looking at the floor as she undid her buttons, and slowly slid the shirt off her. She stood there with her hands on the clasp to her plain, white bra, until she looked up at Miss Taylor, and when she saw the look in Miss Taylor's eyes, she quickly undid the bra and took it off. Then she unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the ground, and finally she slid off her underwear. All she was wearing were her stockings and shoes.

"Well, how do you feel now, Little Miss? Are you still enjoying punishment?" Miss Taylor asked her. I couldn't believe her reply!
"It's not so bad, Miss." When I heard that, I wanted to be anywhere but there. I knew Nikki was in big trouble, and I didn't want to see what her punishment was going to be.

"Well, then, you won't mind laying down on your tummy, on the desk, right in between Lisa and I, will you?" I thought Miss Taylor might be enjoying this a little too much, but I kept my mouth shut and my eyes pointed straight ahead.

"I didn't mean it like that, Miss. Please don't make me do this," Nikki said, as a single tear rolled down her cheek and dropped right onto her tiny nipple.
"Don't make me tell you again, young lady!" Miss Taylor yelled, and Nikki jumped. I looked down at the floor, so very glad this wasn't happening to me. Nikki slowly walked in between Miss Taylor and I, and I had to scoot away from Miss Taylor, to make room for Nikki. She stood between us, and then slowly lowered her chest to the desk, her ass sticking out behind her. Miss Taylor leaned down right next to Nikki's ear and whispered something in it. I couldn't hear what it was, but it made Nikki whine, and start crying even harder. When Miss Taylor sat back up, she was smiling like I've never seen her smile before. She placed her hand on Nikki's small of her back and started to rub it gently, first in little circles, then bigger and bigger, until she was rubbing her entire back and even her ass! Nikki was starting to squirm, and then suddenly, Miss Taylor slapped Nikki on her ass. It wasn't very hard, so I know Nikki must have been enjoying it. I was horrified. I didn't understand what was happening, but I couldn't move from that spot. I can't describe my feelings. I was scared, but I wanted to know what was going to happen next. Miss Taylor looked me in my eyes, and slapped her again. I couldn't take my eyes away from Miss Taylor's. She hit Nikki two more times, then she reached over and gently took my hand in hers. She made me hit Nikki! Right on her bottom! She made me hit her again and again. Nikki was squirming so much, I thought she was going to fall off the desk, but Miss Taylor made me continue to hit her. We just kept on hitting her, a little harder each time. I lost myself in the thrill of it, and the next thing I knew, Miss Taylor wasn't holding my hand anymore. It was only me who was spanking Nikki, and I was really enjoying it.

I spanked her continuously, harder and harder, until I was using all my might, standing over her and twisting my entire body to hit her even harder. Her ass was a crimson red, and she was crying loudly. I stopped then, and took a few steps back. Miss Taylor just looked at me, with that weird smile on her face. I looked down at my hand and realized it was almost as red as Nikki's ass. I fell to the floor crying, and Miss Taylor ran to me and took me in her arms, rocking me gently, and assuring me everything was all right. We didn't notice at first that Nikki was now slumped on the floor next to the desk, crying so hard her entire body shook with each breath she took. When I finally looked over at her, I noticed she wasn't sitting on her ass. It must have stung too much. I gently pulled away from Miss Taylor and got up. I walked over to Nikki and squatted next to her. She didn't look up or make any sign to let me know she knew I was there. I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and lifted her up. She stood up with me, very slowly and wrapped her arms around me. I held her there for a minute, gently caressing her back and arms, then I slid my hands down over her burning, red ass. She jumped slightly, but didn't move from my arms. I held her bottom in my hands, and could feel her pulsing heart. At that moment, I understood why Nikki enjoyed getting spanked. I knew I wouldn't enjoy it, but I understood why she did: she liked that at first, the spanker was cruel and was punishing you, but then, afterwards, they were loving and they took care of you. I also understood myself at that moment, or at least a small part of me. I knew I would enjoy spanking others for a long time to come. I didn't think I would ever stop being the spanker, and I had Miss Taylor to thank for it all. I've always wondered, though, how she could have possibly known that I would enjoy it? It was a big chance she took, introducing me to the world of spanking, but I'm glad she took it, and I'm sure she is, as well.

Miss Taylor, Nikki and I had a few more adventures, but I had to move the next year, and I never saw them again. I'll never forget them, though. I learned so much from them, and I like to think they might have learned a little from me.

Hope you all enjoyed. Email comments, suggestions, etc. to: MistressLisa82@aol.com, and be sure to read my other story, "Lessons Learned."