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The last bell of the day rang out across the grounds of Honeysuckle School for Girls and Sophie Elisabeth slowly made her way out of her Geography class. Boy had it been dull! She felt drowsy as she wandered along the hallway towards her dorm. It was only 3:30; she wanted to slip in a quick nap before dinner. The thought of her warm bed made her steps quicken and she passed a few groups of giggling girls as she made her way to the dorm she shared with her friend Lisa.

Finally Sophie was on the corridor leading to her room, happily anticipating having a long nap when she heard the distinctive thud of a tawse smacking a naughty bottom. She grinned, thankful that it wasn't her behind that was getting tanned, and she opened her dorm room door only to stop dead at the sight before her eyes. Her best friend Lisa was bent over Headmistress Law’s knee being given a nasty dose of the leather tawse. She was facing towards Sophie and her face was screwed up in the familiar mixture of shame and pain. Sophie made to leave the room and close the door when Mistress Law looked up.

'Ah, Miss Elisabeth, I overheard Miss Smith here mouthing off to a staff member, the words she used-' she smacked Lisa's bottom with the tawse after each word, '-were unacceptable in this school!' Lisa whimpered as the last stroke fell, although she was being spanked through her skirt and knickers the sting would still be unpleasant. Mistress Law continued, 'You may come in, Sophie. Close the door behind you.' Sophie didn't hesitate; Mistress Law’s tone was not one of suggestion; she was ordering her to enter to witness her friend's humiliation.

Sophie sat down on her bed; she had a perfect view of Lisa's punished bottom from there. Mistress Law began to solidly spank Lisa again; Sophie could see her blonde friends head shaking as she gasped with each stroke. Sophie felt, with some shock, that she was beginning to develop a wetness between her legs. After about 10 more strokes Mistress Law laid down the tawse and ran her hand from the small of Lisa's back down to the back of her knees. She told her off for the unacceptable language she had used and then turned her attention to Sophie.

'Would you come here, Sophie, and raise Lisa's skirt?'

Any drowsiness left in Sophie's head vanished at the prospect of revealing her friend's white panties and allowing the punishment to continue. She was conflicted; Lisa was her best friend and had comforted a sobbing Sophie after her first harsh spanking, but the wetness between her thighs increased at the thought of watching a good spanking and not being punished herself. Sophie stood up, apprehensive of causing her friend further embarrassment, but happy to be under Mistress' orders, which were final.

She poked her fingers under the hem of Lisa's plaid school skirt and raised it up so it was resting on her back. The cotton triangle of her school panties barely covered her pink bottom and Lisa let out a small groan of shame as Mistress picked up the wooden hairbrush that was lying on the bedside table. Without warning a shower of spanks rained down on Lisa's bottom, Sophie watched as her reddening flesh bounced and jiggled. It was all she could do not to touch herself and relieve the gentle throbbing in between her legs. She would definitely be punished for that.

Mistress' spanking stopped after 20 strokes and she told Lisa to count each following spank until she stopped. Sophie could barely contain herself as her friends wobbling voice counted out 25 more strokes with the wooden hairbrush. Tears were streaming down Lisa’s red face now. Mistress placed the hairbrush down again and stroked Lisa's bottom for a minute, her sharp features unfeeling as the blonde girl sobbed in her lap. After a minute of near silence, Mistress reached around to Lisa's waist and unbuttoned the skirt and removed it from Lisa entirely.

'You will stand up now, Miss Smith.' Mistress Law demanded.

Shakily Lisa got to her feet and reached for her bottom. Mistress grasped her hand and bent it so it was behind Lisa's back.

'You may not touch your bottom until the punishment is entirely over. Your language was unacceptable and you are a very naughty girl therefore you will endure the sting of a soundly punished bottom.' Lisa hung her head, 'Sophie, come here.' Mistress continued. 'What is Lisa?'

'A... a very.. naughty girl?' Sophie repeated.

'Yes. And naughty girls are punished in my school. Sophie, I want you to remove Miss Smith's knickers for her. Miss Smith, place your hands on your head and don't move.' Mistress Law leaned back on the seat and watched as Sophie edged closer to her friend.

Sophie stopped half a foot before Lisa, whose face was pink and her eyes swimming with unspilled tears. Their eyes met for a moment and, unseen, Sophie's vindictive side took over as she looked into Lisa's pleading eyes. She knelt down and wrapped her fingers around the hem of her friend's knickers, sharply pulling the fabric down, before tapping each of Lisa's legs, signalling for her to step out of the panties entirely. Sophie held them as she sat back on the bed eyeing Lisa's private parts. They were shaved except for a blonde tuft at the top, which made Sophie's breath quicken.

'Very good,' Mistress said, standing and placing Lisa's two pillows in the middle of her bed, 'Miss Smith, come here and lie over these pillows.'

Lisa resignedly did as she was told, and placed her hips over the pillows so her bottom was elevated and her thighs parted slightly. Sophie bit her lip in anticipation; Lisa's bottom was glowing pink and beautifully shaped. Mistress Law’s stern presence as she sat next to Lisa's legs, holding the wooden brush again, was almost too much to handle. Lisa buried her face into the mattress and Mistress began to spank her again.

Slowly Lisa began to wiggle her bottom as each stinging stroke landed, and Mistress spanked harder, telling her to stay still. Lisa received 30 more spanks and finally her punishment was over. Mistress Law once more told Lisa off for her swearing and talking back, before telling her to remain pantie-less for the rest of the evening. She may go down to dinner, but only wearing her skirt; no knickers. At last the imposing woman swept from the room, leaving the two girls alone.

Lisa's heavy breathing and quivering bottom mesmerised Sophie, and she stood up, moving to sit next to her friend, who was still lying over the pillows, her bottom still raised. Sophie handed her friend her panties, but Lisa did not move to put them on. With her face buried in the blankets of the bed Sophie was sure Lisa would not notice if she were to slip her hand down her own panties and relieve the unbearable throb in her privates that the spanking had caused. She felt the heat rising off her friend's bottom with one hand, and slid her other hand down her skirt into her knickers.