Brinda is a 32 year old hard driving always-in-control professional, who is now under my total control for one weekend. She made a mistake of having a fender-bender with his car after repeated warnings about driving too fast. Even though she had become a popular professor at the well-regarded university, something in her personality had led her to accept being submissive and lose all control. I decided a weekend of training might help her obey directions.
Brinda realized that she was going to be a couple of minutes late while driving to me. She had to go home from work to change her professional outfit to punishment ones which are very child-like and embarrassing. I strongly believe in treating naughty women, as children, when they act like one. When she arrived, Brinda was shocked that two of my female friends, Erin 36, and Candace 54, were sitting in the living room, happily chatting. Both looked up when Brinda, who looked harried but striking as always, arrived. Both smiled and said how nice it was to meet her. "I keep hearing how much you are appreciated at your work," Erin gushed. Brinda responded by observing, "I'm pleased that you think I'm doing a good job. I walked over and interrupted the conversation. "You know that you are late, right?" "Yes, Sir," Brinda answered with a shaky voice. "I'm sorry but I was held up at a meeting in my department." "You know what happens when you are late". "Yes, sir, I do," she now was pleading.
I pointed to the couch on the other side of the living room. Go bend over and put your hands on the couch. You know the position." Brinda walked over and managed to completely bend over and remained there on all fours. "Ladies, I think you will help to remind Brinda that she is expected to be here for her punishment on time as you observe my instruction." I now walked behind her and reached down to pull her pants down. This exposed the gaily patterned but tiny panties she had on. I inserted my thumbs into the waistband of the little panties and tugged them down just below her knees. The ladies were not shocked by this exposure as they had seen me punish other girls on prior occasions.
"Siiiir,, um...May I first go to the bathroom please?" "What do you have to do, young lady? It is not time for a bathroom break." "Yes Sir, I know I am one hour ahead of time, but I drank too much coffee and I have to go pee. Please I am sorry," Brinda implores, as she does her pee dance. She is jumping from foot to foot and holding herself between her legs. "Do you know what happens for the offense of asking to go to the bathroom early and interrupting your punishment?" "Yes Sir, I will receive a hairbrush spanking and will be dressed in a diaper," She answers blushing and wiggling.
Ok, Brinda. Stand up and strip. I guided her to unbutton her blouse, unhook and remove her bra, and then slide her pants down and off, and then lovingly slip her panties off. She would then take off her blouse. "Hands on head". I inspected her panties and showed the ladies that her panties are all wet in the crotch. She was now completely naked in front of 3 clothed people, two of them complete strangers! Having waxed her genitals yesterday, she did not even have the covering of pubic hair to obscure her pussy. As she stood trembling with shame and excitement, her modesty screamed in vain for her to cover herself with her hands.
“Listen carefully, you may not use the bathroom until I give you my permission, is that clear? If you do, no matter what, you will be punished more on your bare bottom. If you feel that at any time you cannot control your bowels or bladder, you will tell me immediately. Is that clear?” "Yes, sir". I then put her on my knees and started to spank her bottom with powerful strokes. My friends drew in their breath collectively as they heard each slap of my hand on her pale wobbly buttocks. Soon her bottom grew rosy and then crimson. Brinda was beginning to make little cries as I stopped and opened the drawer, this time taking out a thermometer and a small vial of Vaseline. I dipped the tip of the thermometer into the vial and then rubbed some off with my fingers. I then ordered Brinda to spread her legs as far as possible. Brinda, I want you to relax your little anus while Erin is helping me spread your bottom cheeks, do you understand? A wave of humiliation washed over her, and her whole body went red while we saw her pussy and anus spasm in shame. All her feminine secrets were open and there was nothing she could do to protect them!
There was a gasp from the older lady at this horribly embarrassing order but at the same time a cheer since she was as successful and professional as Brinda. With one hand, I pressed the lubricant into her bottom-hole and then inserted the thermometer into that same opening. Soon, after a few minutes had passed, I took the thermometer out of her bottom and looked at it. I announced that Brinda's temperature was normal.
I again made Brinda reach back to holding her cheeks widely apart so that all her most private places were totally on view. "Do you also need to relieve yourself back there?" I asked her while gently touching her anus. "I think I will very soon, sir. May I be excused for a few minutes to take care of that?
"I believe that even at 32, some girls still need good, old-fashioned bare bottom spanking and toilet training". Brinda blushed deeply as she heard those words but she also felt her panties getting wet with uncontrollable excitement at the humiliation, vulnerability and exposure she was about to undergo. I grinned and further humiliated her by announcing it out loud to the ladies, "This naughty girl just told me that she desperately needs to go to the bathroom. Normally, I would let her go to the bathroom in private, but first, today, she must hold it in and stay here and take her deserved punishment." "For your benefit I will put a buttplug in your bottom to avoid any untoward accidents back there." With that, I took a medium size plug from the drawer, applied some lubricant and slowly slid it into Brinda's small anal opening, with some squirming on the part of the attractive young professor, still on my knees with her crimson bottom on full display.
Brinda quietly pleaded for permission to go and pee, but I told her it wasn't going to happen. I started spanking her bottom with a hairbrush and after 20 strokes I inserted my 2 fingers inside her vaginal opening. Very good, sweetie, you can concentrate on that feeling, but just hold it and don’t go until I give my permission,” I soothed as I would to a child. I removed my two fingers from her wet pussy and then reinserted them, this time with a third finger. The pressure in her vagina was so very tight from the overly full bowels and my fingers that she began to squirm. “Please, sir, please ma'am, please please....! I can’t hold it any longer! Please please let me release my urine. Oh, Ah, OH OHHH!”
"Brinda, stand up and bring the large glass bowl out from the closet and put it in the middle of the room." She knew not to protest this humiliating order because it would result in yet more punishment. She did what I had directed, and the bowl was now sitting in the middle of the floor.
"You have some stains inside your panties, have you been dripping?" I asked? "Yes sir," She answers with her face lowered. She is afraid she will pee before she gets to use the bowl. Finally, I ordered her to squat. The poor girl adopted the humiliating position as I slipped the large glass bowl under her crotch.
“Please, sir, it feels like I really need to pee right now,” she begged, not knowing if she could hold the urine that was pushing against the walls of her compressed bladder. "Now, ladies, Brinda will now give you a little performance, won't you, dear?" Brinda was red-faced as she felt the increasing pressure of her bladder and finally she gave in as the pee shot out of her and hit the bowl, easily filling it halfway. Now wipe yourself, stand up and dispose of the contents of the glass in the toilet. Wait for me there so I remove your butt plug and help you release, I directed in the same steady tone of control.
Brinda reached down and managed to wipe herself and rose, lifting the bowl to take it into the bathroom for her to empty and clean it. While Brinda was gone, the women each thanked me for my hospitality and said how much they admired how I controlled the naughty little girl.
"I wish I could do the same with my naughty daughter, who is 22 ," Candace said. "You'll be surprised at how easy it is once you set your mind to it," I responded. You just have to impose yourself and tell her that it is time for her to recognize she must grow up and be responsible. Then you say that until that happens, you are going to set rules, with discipline following when she does not comply. I would start off with a simple spanking over your lap. It shows her you are in control and she will know that you are seeing not only her bare bottom but her private intimate areas between her legs."
I went to the bathroom where Brinda was patiently waiting for me. I made her bend over, reach back and spread her cheeks apart. Brinda gasped as I slowly removed the plug from her bottom hole. When it was fully out, I let her sit on the toilet. "I will go outside the bathroom but I leave the door open so I could watch you relieve yourself and then you will wipe as I observe you", do you understand? Brinda was now horridly embarrassed but she was grateful of not being watched by two other women in this vulnerable position.
Now Brinda, "If you are finished, you may take some toilet paper and wipe yourself. Please show me the paper each time so I may see if you are doing it the way you should." She cringed but used the paper and then slowly brought it up to display, she wiped several times, and then finally presented a clean sheet before I entered the bathroom again. "Now turn around on the seat and hold your cheeks open so I can inspect you," I want to make sure that you are clean back there and will inspect you now and then to make sure you are wiping effectively." Now you need to stand in the corner in private until my guests leave.
I went to the living room chatting with Candace and Erin. "Do you have any other ways of disciplining her?" Candace asked before they left. "Yes. She may be subjected to an early bedtime and she is not allowed to read or watch television then. I also may have her wear a diaper or control her orgasms, and when she is especially naughty, she may have to wear a butt plug at work.
I put Brinda in my arms for half an hour and let her vent and unwind. I then escorted her to the door and gave her a soft kiss on her forehead and reassured her of being a good girl. She went home, feeling the need for a quick cum herself, but savoring both the delightful taste of the exciting punishment and hoping that this quite eventful visit would prove beneficial to her in more than one way...
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