The Educators - Part 8

-The mechanics of the game are simple -explains Professor Paris-. The six bitches that are sitting on the stools will be the mothers. The six that are standing will be the daughters. Each mother will be assigned a daughter and will give her a good hand spanking. You will have five minutes. At the end, we will compare the results. The hardest spanking will be rewarded: both mother and daughter will have a piece of chocolate cake for dessert this evening.

-There will also be a punishment for the worst performers -continues Prof Tokyo-. Each member of the losing team will get fifty strokes with the cane.

-Of course, we will not count the marks of the lashes from earlier, and will value only the general redness caused by your hand spanking -intervenes Prof Edinburgh-. Okay, ladies, let’s get this started. Daughters, when I announce your mother’s name, go bend over her knees. Let me think… Meghan, you go over Kate’s lap… Mingze over Melania’s… Mette with Rania… Sanna with Letizia… Katrin with Maxima and Aiko with Jacinda.

The hostages do as they are instructed. For all six of them, bending over someone’s knees to get spanked like a little girl feels degrading, but for one in particular, it means much more. Meghan has always found Kate very irritating, and their relation has not been easy. But that is just the tip of the iceberg. Secretly, Meghan feels a strong physical attraction to Kate, in spite of finding her insufferable. When she bends over her sister-in-law’s lap, Meghan can’t help remembering the many times that she masturbated imagining that she was spanking Kate. She has never pictured herself on the receiving end, but she can’t help finding this whole situation quite erotic. Unaware that her desire is being fueled by the **** that her captors hid in her morning oatmeal, she feels guilty for being aroused instead of horrified.

-Everybody ready? Remember, you have five minutes. Your time starts… now! -says Prof Edinburgh. All six mothers begin to spank timidly, delivering medium-strength slaps.

-If I were you, I would hit much harder than that -intervenes Prof Mumbai, while he films the whole scene-. Remember that the worst performers get fifty strokes of the cane.

After hearing the professor’s words, all of them start smacking harder. Lying over Melania’s lap, Mingze can’t stop crying. Of all the humiliations she has experienced today, this one is the most degrading for her. Aware of her father’s tense relations with the American government, she feels that, by letting the First Lady spank her, she is bringing dishonor to both her family and her country. Despite her fear of the repercussions, she decides to take a stand.

-Let me go! -she shouts, trying to stand up.

-Oh no, dear, you’re not going anywhere -says Melania, while she blocks her with her left arm and continues slapping her butt with the right one-. I’m sorry, baby, but I’m not letting you get us both lashed.

-Let me go, you witch! Let me go!!!

-Stop it, you little brat! I told you, I’m not gonna get caned just because you can’t take a hand spanking. Stay still!! -as Melania admonishes Mingze, she starts hitting harder and harder. All the tension accumulated during the last days gets released in the form of a brutal spanking. For a moment, she forgets about Mingze and everybody else. Her brain is concentrated on one task only: smacking that ass as hard as she can.

-Wow… the First Lady is really going to town there… -says Prof Edinburgh, smiling under his balaclava.