Appointment with Miss Havisham
Anika didn’t appear from her room at all that evening knowing that this was part of her punishment. She had been “sent to bed with no supper”, a traditional punishment in her family, and she wondered if her mother had had anything to do with it. “That’s silly”, she thought, but she still wondered.
Her bottom was very sore but she was strangely happy. She had been naughty and had been punished for her naughtiness. That meant she was forgiven in a strange way, but then she remembered that there was still the nine o’clock appointment with the hairbrush. She was not sure she could manage that on top of the ten ridges she could still feel as she gently rubbed her sore bottom.
Rolling over she noticed a cup of tea and a packet of biscuits next to her bed. “When did they arrive?” she thought. The tea was still warm so she drank it down and had a biscuit thinking that her mother would definitely not approve of this.
Time slowed down after eight-thirty. Anika kept looking at the clock expecting Paula to come any minute and complete the promised punishment. She was looking forward to having a visitor but not looking forward to the last part of her punishment. The hairbrush on her already sore bottom will hurt a great deal.
She kept looking at the clock. 8:55…. 8:57…. 8:59… She heard footsteps going past the spare room door. “This is it,” she thought. 9:01….9:03. “I wish they would hurry up and get it over with”.
At ten past nine Anika thought that she had made a mistake. Maybe Peter didn’t mention nine o’clock at all, maybe he meant ten. No that can’t be right.”
Eventually, Anika went back to sleep and woke early the next morning, still sore but refreshed and ready to face the day. Anika was dressed and ready to go to University at seven-thirty. She had an appointment at eight but there was plenty of time for her usual coffee and toast. She was packing her dirty plate and mug into the dishwasher when Paula came into the kitchen dressed in knickers and a t-shirt. “Good morning,” they both said in unison and then laughed. “Can I make you something?” Anika asked.
“No, off you go I will take my time.” A brief hug but then, as she left, she heard a sharp intake of breath as Paula sat on the hard kitchen chair. Dismissing it she grabbed her coat and walked to the university for her appointment at eight.
Miss Havisham was always the first to arrive in the staff room at work. It had been said that she didn’t have a life outside the University which was not true at all, she just chose not to talk about it to her colleagues. As head of the Faculty, she had her own office of course but she liked to sit in the empty staff room and drink her first cup of coffee of the day before starting work, a habit she had acquired twenty years ago when she started at the university. Miss Havisham was a creature of habit.
At 48 she was not the youngest faculty head but she was certainly the most respected. You do not mess with Miss Havisham. She had never been known to raise her voice or lose her temper, but she had a commanding attitude, that everybody respected and some even admired.
By eight o’clock Miss Havisham was sitting behind her large oak desk in her well-appointed office drinking her second cup of coffee for the day. Most people thought that coffee was her only vice. They were wrong.
At 48 she was still a stunningly attractive lady. Her long hair tied back in a bun had turned grey many years ago when she was quite young and she chose to leave it that colour. It gave her an air of authority when she was younger she thought, and as she got older she got used to it. Her matronly clothing hid a shapely body, but anybody other than her closest friends would be amazed to discover that she was wearing a very expensive ‘C’ cup bra, matching french knickers and suspenders holding up beautiful silk stockings. She smiled at the thought that nobody at the University would ever know that she simply loved french knickers. She was wrong about that as well.
“Come.” The gentle tap on the door interrupted Miss Havisham’s naughty thoughts.
Anika was wearing the same jeans and Nike trainers as yesterday, but she always had clean underwear in the spare room just in case.
“Name?” Miss Havisham knew exactly who Akika was and why she was there. She had been watching this girl for quite some time now and was disappointed that she was not doing so well in her studies. As a more mature student than the other silly, giggling girls in the department, Miss Havisham had been attracted to Anika straight away, although she was very strict with herself about these things. No playing at the University.
“Um, Anika, Anika Miller.” Anika was very nervous.
“Sit!”
Anika sat down and groaned silently as her sore caned bottom hit the hard wooden chair. Miss Havisham looked up sharply with a question in her eyes.
“Ah yes.” Miss Havisham was turning over the pages on her desk. “You are not doing too well this semester are çapa escort you?” Although this was a question Miss Havisham was not expecting an answer. “If you want to stay at University you will need to change your attitude young lady.”
For the next 30 minutes, Miss Havisham gave Anika a hard time about her results, her attitude, and anything else she could think of. “I suppose you spend all your time and money in the bar chatting up all the boys?”
“No Miss Havisham, I like to do the garden.”
“What?”
“I like to do the Garden.”
“I heard what you said, I am not deaf, I just wanted to know what you meant. And stop wriggling around, can’t you sit still for half an hour?”
It was at this point that Anika burst into tears. She had felt it coming since Miss Havisham started her tirade and there was no stopping it now.
Miss Havisham sat still for a while. This was certainly not the first time she had had a girl in tears in her office but this girl was different. Somehow she was attracted to Anika in a motherly sort of way and this was a new experience for Miss Havisham.
Getting up from her chair Miss Havisham grabbed a box of tissues from behind her desk and went to sit next to Anika. Putting a hand on Anika’s shoulder she said: “Come on Anika, It’s not all that bad, We still have time to fix this.”
Anika adjusted her sitting position again as Miss Havisham said. “Will you stop wriggling! What is the matter with you?”
Anika started to cry again and blurted out. “I was caned last night.”
“What?” Miss Havisham was shocked, but at the same time, she felt a tingle between her legs. She must have misheard the girl.
“I was punished last night for my bad results at University.”
Miss Havisham was stunned for a moment. “But I thought your parents are in Torquay?”
“They are.”
“So who, um, caned you?”
“My Landlord.”
There was a silence in the air for a while, broken only by Anika’s sniffing as she began to pull herself together.
Miss Havisham patted her knees and stood up. “We must call the police straight away, this is assault. He must be prosecuted, and we will find you new digs straight away.”
“No, no, please. I asked him to cane me because of my bad grades.”
Miss Havisham sat down again as Anika explained everything that had happened yesterday as well as her promise to work harder and improve her performance.
Miss Havisham was finding the whole situation surreal, but very erotic. Anika had no idea that she had discovered another enthusiast who loved to spank, cane, whip and generally punish any submissive who came her way.
“Well, I am not sure about all this.” Miss Havisham was, in fact, very sure of all this and a plan was building in her mind already. “You had better show me.”
“Show you what Miss Havisham?” Anika was uncertain where this conversation was leading.
“Show me your bottom. I want to see why you have been wriggling all morning.”
“Um, Okay.” Anika was still not sure, but when Miss Havisham told you to do something there was no space for argument.
“Come on, get up, lower your jeans and knickers, let’s see the damage. You had better lock the door, we don’t want people bursting in do we.”
“No Miss Havisham.” Anika had already undone the button and zip on her jeans so she held them up awkwardly as she went to lock the door. Returning to the desk she pushed down her jeans and knickers in one movement and turned to show Miss Havisham her beautiful dusky bottom with ten parallel lines. Just like Peter yesterday, Miss Havisham admired the symmetry of the marks.
“No, take off your jeans and knickers and come over here in the light so I can get a proper look.”
“Yes, Miss Havisham.” Once you have started to say yes to a person like Miss Havisham, there seems to be no turning back. Anika had her jeans and knickers round her ankles already but they couldn’t come off over her shoes so she had to sit down again and take off her shoes, socks, jeans and knickers. Naked from the waist down and only dressed in a t-shirt Anika suddenly felt self-conscious as she stood up and covered her clean-shaven pussy with both hands. “Don’t be silly girl, we both look the same with no clothes on.” Anika wondered if that was true.
“Come here in the light and bend over a little so I can see the damage.” Miss Havisham was really enjoying herself now, and strangely, so was Anika.
Miss Havisham was running her fingers along the welts left by the cane. “Humm, your Landlord did a really good job on your bottom.” She was inspecting Anika’s bottom like a work of art. “This one is just on your left cheek but must have curled in between your cheeks. That must have hurt.”
“Yes, Miss Havisham, it did. They all did.”
“Pull your cheeks apart and let me see how deep it goes”
Without thinking Anika reached both hands behind her and pulled her cheeks apart, revealing her little crinkled rosebud and aksaray escort her shaved pussy. Miss Havisham was really enjoying herself. “I wonder how submissive this one is?” She thought to herself.
“I see you keep yourself clean shaven down there.”
“Yes, Miss Havisham.”
“Good Girl.”
Miss Havisham patted Anika’s bottom a couple of times. “You will find some cold cream in that drawer over there. Get it for me and I will help you soothe that sore bottom of yours.”
“Yes, Miss Havisham.”
While Anika was doing as she was told, she thought it was a very strange thing to be doing first thing Monday morning at University. She found the draw and the cream and gave it to Miss Havisham.
“I think it would be easier for me to apply the cream if you were over my knee. Come on.” Miss Havisham patted her lap and Anika draped herself over, reaching for the floor on one side with her toes touching on the other. This was a position Anika was very used to by now, so, interestingly enough, was Miss Havisham.
Applying the cream took longer than expected but both Anika and Miss Havisham weren’t worried about that. Miss Havisham noticed the distinct aroma of excitement and she realised that she was going further than expected. Much further in fact. The cream covered Anika’s whole bottom and the tops of her legs as well. Miss Havisham thought she should make sure there was cream between Anika’s cheeks, just in case, and that took a while to complete. Anika felt her legs drifting apart on their own as Miss Havisham’s fingers found her sensitive places to apply more cream.
Miss Havisham heard footsteps going past her door and that broke the spell so she patted Anika’s naked bottom and said up you get young lady, we have to discuss how we are going to get those marks up.
Anika started to dress as Miss Havisham was talking. “Of course you need to study harder from now, but I can help you with study guides and some private tuition if you like.”
“Oh Miss Havisham I can’t expect you to do that, you are the head of the faculty.”
“Oh, so you think I am too important to teach, do you? Or maybe you think I am too old.”
“No, no, nothing like that. Anyway, can’t afford extra tuition and I can’t ask for more money from my parents, they have been wonderful so far, and I have already let them down.” Anika started to cry again.
“Don’t be so silly girl. Did I ask for payment? Do you think I am the sort of teacher who only helps young ladies like you for money? It’s a good job you have your jeans back on or you would have been over my knee again for a smacked bottom even if you are sore from the cane.”
“Now, this is what is going to happen.” Miss Havisham was very comfortable giving instructions. “I have prepared a study routine for you.” She said handing over a folder. “You will see that I have allocated time for study and time for other activities of your choosing. Maybe you want to do more gardening. I have free time on a Wednesday afternoon and I see you are free then as well so you will come to my house every Wednesday and we will review your performance. Two o’clock sharp. I expect you to be on time every time. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Miss Havi…..”
Miss Havisham didn’t wait for Anika to finish the sentence. “I will help you improve your results, but be careful, I can see you are used to having your bare bottom punished when you are naughty so I will not hesitate to do the same. I think the cane is too harsh, but I have a very nice old leather slipper that with do the job. Understand?”
Anika was not sure what to say. She didn’t want her bottom spanked again, not just yet anyway, but she was certainly amazed at the way this meeting was going. Amazed, and pleased. She actually enjoyed being told what to do by Miss Havisham and promised herself that she would work hard and not let her down.
“Yes, Miss Havisham. Thank you, Miss Havisham.”
“Good, close the door on your way out.”
“Oh. err, right.” Anika got to her feet and walked to the door. She looked back but Miss Havisham was already busy with other papers on her desk and she didn’t look up as Anika left
As the door closed Miss Havisham allowed herself a small smile. Anika had not noticed that the recording light on the laptop on the desk was glowing red for the whole meeting. Miss Havisham learnt this trick years ago when a young male student tried to blackmail her by saying that she had made inappropriate suggestions to the student in her office. Now she records every meeting and deletes them a year later. This one would not be deleted, she thought to herself.
Running the recording back 15 minutes or so she watched Anika take off her clothes and display her bottom. “She actually pulled her cheeks apart when I told her to.” Miss Havisham thought. By Now Miss Havisham had lifted her long skirt up and was running her hand up her thigh over the silk stockings to find the bare thigh at the top. She topkapı escort loved that feeling. By the time Anika had draped herself over Miss Havisham’s lap, her fingers had found the open leg of her french knickers and was pushing her hand against her wet pussy. Miss Havisham loved the easy access of her chosen knickers and she felt secure behind her desk. Even if someone came in they wouldn’t see anything.
As she found her clit and started to twirl it around there was a sharp knock at the door and the door opened followed by a male student.
“Get Out!” Miss Havisham deserved her reputation.
“I am sorry Miss Havisham.” The boy was flustered. “I thought I heard you say ‘Come’.”
Miss Havisham smiled. She still had her hands under the desk and she may have said just that.
“Well, I didn’t. Come back in 30 minutes and we will have a discussion about good manners.”
Mixed Feelings
Anika was relieved as she walked to the cafeteria. Miss Havisham had been very kind and understanding but the study routine she had laid out for Anika was rigorous, to say the least. And it looked like she would get her bottom spanked during the week now and not just at the weekends by Peter and Paula. She wasn’t sure how she felt about that.
Her timetable showed only one lecture today so she opened the pack Miss Havisham had given her and started to read. There was also a flash drive in the pack with reading material, videos and podcasts to listen to according to the written notes. These she had to study before Wednesday. Anika wondered when she would have time to sleep. She adjusted her seat and felt the sting on her bottom again reminding her that she had been naughty and lazy. She had been caned like a naughty child and that reminded her she had to start work. “No.” she thought. “Study first, sleep later, if there is time. I have to catch up. I have already let too many people down I will not do the same to Miss Havisham.”
She moved on her chair again and felt a jolt that went straight through to her pussy. She was feeling very horny this morning and it didn’t help to show off her bare bottom to Miss Havisham. She couldn’t believe it when she was told to reach behind her and pull her cheeks apart. More importantly, she couldn’t believe she actually did it. Anika could feel the moisture building up between her legs and she wondered if there was a more private bathroom anywhere nearby other than the cafeteria toilets.
Walking home in the afternoon Anika was feeling very good about herself. She had studied hard in the Cafeteria and the library during the day and had really understood the lecture. Thinking about the events of the morning meeting, she decided not to tell Peter and Paula all the detail, especially anything associated with baring her bottom. That, she thought, would be betraying a trust. Anyway, she was excited when she saw Paula in the garden and came over to give her a warm hug.
“How was Uni today?” Paula was interested to know how the meeting had gone so Anika sat next to her on the bench and told her the story of her whole day, except for the parts she had determined to keep to herself.
“That’s wonderful news, Anika.” Paula was really thrilled and that made Anika feel that both Peter and Paula really cared about her. “I will be making dinner for 7 o’clock so you have plenty of time to study before then.”
“No, It’s alright.” Anika was surprised to be offered dinner, she usually managed on her own in the flat during the week.
“Of course, you don’t know do you.” Paula went on. “Peter decided that you should move into the spare room so that we can keep an eye on you and monitor your studies. You will eat with us so you don’t have to bother about food, and Peter has already put a desk in the spare room so you have a place to study.”
“Oh. I see.” Anika didn’t know what to think. The decision to move her had been made without her. Surely she had a choice? But there again Peter and Paula had been so kind to her how can she argue.
“Peter said that we may put your flat back on AirBnB but not yet, we will see how this works out.”
“Oh.” Anika was stunned. “I had better go and move my stuff then.”
“I have already done that.” Paula was smiling.
“OMG!” Anika was thinking. “She will have seen all my private toys and things and that magazine in the drawer next to my bed. OMG!” There was silence between them for a while.
“You didn’t need to do that Paula.” Anika was trying desperately to be polite. “Oh well.” She thought, “Can’t change anything now.”
“It’s alright,” Paula said laughing, “I just moved your clothes from the wardrobe and the large stuff. I wanted to make sure that there was enough space in the spare room. I opened the draw of the bedside cupboard and closed it straight away. I didn’t want to go through any of your personal things.” Paula was smiling a knowing smile but Anika was relieved.
“Thank you, Paula.” Anika was smiling again. “But why are you in the garden digging now. Surely that is still my job isn’t it?”
“Well, yes it is.” Paula was uncertain whether she should go on. “It’s just that I am doing this today as punishment.”
“Punishment?” Anika was surprised.
“Yes.” Paula made up her mind. “You see. I was meant to spank you with the hairbrush at nine last night, remember?”