It was 8:30 in the morning when Debbie pulled into the parking lot at work. She didn't have to start work until 9:00 but last night Stacy, her friend and co-worker had called and asked if she could come in a little early because she had something important to discuss with her.

When Debbie had heard that, her heart had started pounding because she thought she knew what Stacy wanted to talk to her about. The last time she had gone to Stacy's apartment to visit, Stacy's boyfriend Pete had gone out drinking and had come home late.

To teach him a lesson, Stacy took him into the bedroom and spanked his ass raw with a hairbrush. Stacy had purposely left the bedroom door open so she could hear everything. And she did. Pete cried and begged and pleaded as that wooden hairbrush blistered his ass and while she listened, Debbie had gotten very excited!

Later that evening Stacy had Pete take down his jeans and show his sore bottom. As soon as she had seen how red and bruised it was her pussy started getting wet. She wasn't sure why but the thought of putting a guy over her knee and spanking his ass like that got her very excited.

She had asked Stacy if she would teach her to spank like that and Stacy had said that the next time Pete needed to be punished she would invite her over. Debbie had a feeling that the time had come and she was trembling with anticipation.

When she got to her office, Stacy was already there. "What's up" she said, hoping that she already knew the answer.

Stacy stood up and said "Remember what we talked about last time you came to visit. Well last night after work I was supposed to meet Pete at that little bar across the street from our apartment. When I got there, he was sitting in the back with some little tramp and I saw him kiss her!!!"

"He tried making up some excuse about how he had left work early and had been drinking all afternoon and was too drunk to know what he was doing."

"I told him I was leaving him but he begged me not to and said he would take any punishment if only I would forgive him."

"I decided that this was the perfect opportunity to give you that lesson in punishing naughty boys that you wanted."

Come by my place around eight tonight and wear that short black dress you wore to the office party last month, the low-cut one that really shows off your boobs. As an added punishment I always dress really sexy when I spank Pete. Just to show him what he's going to be missing out on for quite awhile."

Then she laughed and headed down to her own office. Debbie couldn't believe how excited she got thinking about the coming evening. She couldn't wait for this day to end.

Debbie got to Stacy's place promptly at 8 pm. It had taken all her willpower not to show up early.

She knocked and was surprised when Pete answered the door wearing nothing but a tiny pair of pink panties. His face was bright red from shame and he didn't look at her at all, he just stared at the floor and said very quietly, "Thank you for coming to help Stacy punish me. Please come in."

Debbie realized that having to answer the door in the panties and then thank her for helping to punish him was just a little extra humiliation on top of everything else he had coming.

Stacy really knew how to teach a guy a lesson, she thought. She was lucky that she had someone like that to teach her the ropes.

She followed Pete into the living room and saw Stacy sitting on the sofa. She looked fantastic!

She was wearing a skin tight black body suit that showed off every curve of her voluptuous body. With her sexy blonde hair and beautiful face, Debbie could see why any man would be willing to suffer pain and humiliation to keep her.

Stacy stood when she entered and motioned for her to join her on the sofa. As she sat down she noticed the cane on the coffee table. Stacy saw her look at it and picked it up and handed it to her. It was very thin and pliable.

Stacy explained that was what made the cane such a fearsome impliment of discipline. It didn't take a lot of strength to use it and that just by flicking your wrist you could take advantage of the canes natural flexibility. With the correct technique, it allowed even a petite girl to whip an ass hard enough to raise welts and teach a naughty boy a lesson he would never forget.

The whole time Stacy was explaining this, Pete's eyes never left the cane and his face drained of color. He started pleading with Stacy not to use the cane on him saying how sorry he was for what he had done and couldn't she just spank him with the hairbrush. or anything else but the cane.

Hearing Pete beg and plead for mercy started that tingling feeling between her legs again. Debbie knew that by the time this evening was over her panties would be so wet that she would be able to wring them out. Stacy told Pete to keep quiet. He had two choices, 12 strokes of the cane or lose her forever. Pete shut up.

Stacy then said that it was time to get started. She told Pete to get the cane and present it to us both and then ask for 12 hard strokes to teach him a lesson.

Pete crawled on his hands and knees over to us and offered the cane up.

"I'm sorry I kissed that girl last night, Stacy. Would you please give me twelve hard strokes of the cane on my ass so that I'll learn my lesson."

Stacy took the cane and stood up. There was an ottoman on the other side of the room and Stacy told Pete to drag it over to the front of the sofa and to lay across it facing me with his head in my lap.

"Now Debbie, take hold of his wrists and hold him tight. I'm going to give him the first six strokes across his panties and then you'll take them down and give him the final six stroke on his bare ass while I hold him."

When Debbie heard this she almost couldn't believe it. The thought of watching Pete get punished up close was exciting enough, but the thought of actually being able to participate was too much. The thought of hearing him call out her name as he begged for forgiveness was too exciting for her.

Stacy walked around behind Pete with the cane and flexed it a few times and then swished it through the air. Pete flinched when he heard the sound of it.

Debbie could see that bent over the ottoman the way he was the pink panties he was wearing were stretched tight and the thin material would offer almost no protection at all from the cane.

Stacy said, "Debbie, would you please count the strokes as I administer them." She raised her arm and with a blurring motion, whipped the cane down on Pete's bottom.

WHACK....

The effect was immmediate and devistating. "Ahhh.... Oh God..." he cried out as his head snapped back as the searing pain shot across his ass.

"One", Debbie said, trying to keep a tight grip on Pete's wrists.

Stacy stood there for a minute and said, "Always wait a minute in between strokes because after the initial pain it builds in intensity so you want to wait until it's at it's most painful before you apply the next stroke. That way he gets the full effect of the caning."

Then she lifted up the cane again and whipped it down.

WHACK....

"Two"

Pete almost jerked his hands free that time trying to rub away the painful stinging in his ass but Debbie just held on tighter.

WHACK.....

"Three"

Pete was trying to take it like a man but she could tell the pain must have been awful.

After the third stroke she felt a wetness on her leg and just for a second thought it was from her dripping wet pussy, but then realized it was from Pete's tears. He was crying.

WHACK.....

"Four"

Pete yelled out with every stroke and then his head sagged back into Debbie's lap where he would sob and beg for mercy until the next stroke landed.

Looking down at Pete's head in her lap she thought back to the time that she had caught her boyfriend Brad with another women. Of course Brad had done a lot more than just kiss that girl. Debbie remembered walking in on them in bed and how hurt and humiliated she had felt and the anger started to rise in her.

Before she knew what she was doing she found herself taunting Pete. "How does your ass feel, Pete?... Is it nice and sore... Was that kiss worth it. Hahaha..."

WHACK.....

"Thats five Pete, you've still got quite a few more strokes to go. I hope it was worth it."

WHACK.....

"That's six Pete!!! Now it's my turn. Are you enjoying this because I know I am!!!"

That was the end of the first part of Pete's punishment and now it was her turn. When she got up from the sofa Debbie realized that her legs were soaking wet . Pete had been crying like a baby since the third stroke.

She went around to where Stacy was standing and took the cane from her. As soon as she had it in her hand she felt a thrill go through her body.

Stacy showed her how to hold it and swing it, flicking her wrist at the very end to get that whipping effect.

Debbie tried a few practice swings and noticed how Pete flinched every time it swished through the air.

Stacy had taken her place on the sofa and said, "Don't forget to take down his panties."

Pete groaned when he heard this. Debbie bent down and roughly yanked down the pink panties leaving his ass completely exposed.

When his ass was bare, Debbie was surprised to see six perfectly formed welts across it. They were dark purple with deep shades of red in between and they looked very painful.

She ran her fingers over them and could feel the ridges left by the cane. They had been laid with precision one after another but there wasn't enough room to continue that. The next six strokes would have to start crossing over the first six and Debbie knew that would be even more painful.

As she pulled back her arm to administer the first stroke she felt a surge of excitement course through her like she had never know. This feeling of power that she had over him was exhilarating.

She whipped her arm down and felt the cane crack across Pete's bare ass.

WHACK.....

"Seven", Stacy counted.

Debbie watched with fascination at the purple welt that instantly formed in the spot where the cane had landed.

Pete, who had regained some of his composure while she and Stacy had switched places screamed from the pain.

" Ahhh.... Please Debbie.... oh please.... not so hard... please... I'm sorry!!!"

Pete couldn't have known it but his begging had the exact opposite effect on Debbie that he would have wanted. Instead of having mercy on him, the feeling of excitement she got from having such power over a man made her even more determined to punish him harder.

Debbie waited a minute like she had been instructed and then laid on another hard stroke with the cane.

WHACK.....

"Seven"........

For the next several minutes the only sounds in the room were the cane whipping through the air, Stacy counting, and Pete sobbing.

WHACK.... "

"Eight"

WHACK.....

"Nine"

By now, Pete was shamelessly begging for mercy. His ass was criss-crossed with angry looking welts and he was crying uncontrollably.

"PLEASE... NO MORE....... I'VE LEARNED MY LESSON...... PLEASE NO MORE DEBBIE..... I'M SO SORRY!!!!"

Pete's pleading only excited Debbie more. She had never been so excited and she knew that she was very close to orgasm just from the thrill of caning Pete's ass.

WHACK.....

"Nine"

WHACK..... "

"Ten"

WHACK.....

"Eleven"

WHACK.......

"Twelve"

When it was over, Debbie realized that she was panting and trembling with excitement and that her panties were drenched. She could hardly believe that this feeling of thoroughly dominating a man could get her so excited. She knew there was no way she could wait until she got home to relieve this sexual tension and decided that she would have to masturbate as soon as she got to her car.

Stacy was lecturing Pete on what would happen to him if he even so much as looked at another girl and Pete, in between sobs, was promising that he would never do it again. One look at his painfully striped and swollen ass and Debbie knew that he meant it and that it would be a long, long time before he even thought about flirting with another girl.

Debbie also knew that she would never be the same after tonight and that things were definitely going to be different between her and Brad.