The Charles Smith Academy Read online

  Charles smiled as he put his arm around her and guided her to his desk. “I’m pleased to hear it. Bend over Hazel.”

  Hazel looked at him bewildered. “Bend over what - the desk?”

  Charles nodded and Hazel lowered herself into position. Although she felt like a child when she was taken bare bottomed across Charles’ knee, she felt safe and secure in that position and wasn’t sure she liked bending over his desk at all. It seemed very impersonal.

  “Reach forward and hold the edge of the desk Hazel. Don’t let go.”

  Hazel gripped the edge of the desk and shivered as Charles raised her nightdress, once more exposing her bottom. She’d thought she might get used to having her bottom bared, but every time it happened she blushed with embarrassment. Feeling one hand pressing down on her back, she tensed slightly, immediately relaxing when his hand simply bounced gently off her bottom a few times.

  Helping her up, Charles hugged her. “You’re doing really well Hazel. Now go down to the classroom and give it a quick clean. I’m sure it won’t take long. I’ll be down to see you soon.”

  Hazel headed down to the basement, leaving the door open, and was shocked to hear raised voices followed by a very loud spanking, accompanied by Jenny’s squeals of pain. Hazel guessed that Jenny wasn’t working quite as hard.

  Hazel quickly cleaned their classroom and headed up the stairs, where the sounds of Jenny’s spanking were still audible. Entering the living room, Hazel knocked quietly on the open door. “Sir, I’m finished, where do you want me to go now?”

  Charles stopped spanking and looked up. Hazel stared at Jenny’s bright red bottom and thighs. It looked really painful and Hazel gulped as she wondered if her bottom might be in a similar state when she talked to Charles later and admitted she’d deceived him. She wasn’t sure she could ever take a spanking as hard as that. She felt certain she would let herself down and disappoint Charles by being unable to accept a spanking that painful.

  “Hazel, go upstairs and get me a hairbrush please.”

  Hazel nodded as she turned and headed for the stairs. She felt sorry for Jenny, but she was also quite cross that she was misbehaving and making Charles angry. If Charles stayed in a bad mood, today might not be the day for talking to him. She desperately wanted to get it over with as the guilt was eating away at her.

  She went into Jenny’s room and picked up her small wooden hairbrush, but as she headed towards the stairs she changed her mind. She went into her own room and picked up her large paddle style hairbrush before heading back downstairs. Jenny definitely deserved this. She hoped a hard punishment might make her behave better for the rest of the day and help improve Charles’ mood.

  Returning to the living room, she handed the brush to Charles and he smiled at her before cracking it down on Jenny’s bottom. She was very vocal as he paddled her bottom hard and when he finished she was sobbing and promising to be a good girl.

  Hazel watched carefully, wishing Charles would tell her which room to clean next. Although Jenny obviously deserved her spanking, Hazel didn’t really want to watch her in so much distress. She momentarily wished she’d brought Jenny’s smaller brush, but guessed Charles would have been equally as effective with that and would simply have spanked her harder and for longer.

  Eventually Charles put the hairbrush down and Jenny stood up and rubbed her bottom as tears streaked her face. Hazel felt sympathy for her but hoped she would now behave herself.

  “Right Jenny, I want you to do this room properly now. If you don’t I’ll smack you again. Hazel, you can go and clean the dining room.”

  Hazel worked hard all day as they moved from room to room. She got a few smacks each time she finished a room, but they didn’t hurt. Jenny also seemed to be behaving herself as she only heard her getting similar gentle spankings.

  They went upstairs and cleaned their own bedrooms and once they’d finished Charles sent Jenny into the bathroom while Hazel cleaned his bedroom. Hazel felt guilty as she realised how dusty Charles’ book shelves were. When she’d finished she went to retrieve her hairbrush and returned to Charles’ room where she sat on his bed and waited, holding her hairbrush firmly in both hands.

  A little while later Charles returned. He looked at Hazel in surprise. “Hazel, what’s the matter? Why do we need your hairbrush? I can see you’ve worked hard in here, as you have in all the other rooms you’ve cleaned.”

  Standing up, Hazel faced him. “Sir, I realise how lazy I’ve been. I used to take such pride in my work, but your book cases upstairs and downstairs were very dusty. I’ve simply been running the duster along the front of the shelves and hoping you wouldn’t notice.”

  Charles smiled. “I know. I got showered with dust the other day when I pulled a book out, which is one of the reasons I decided a spring clean was in order.”

  “Sir, you pay me to clean your house and I haven’t been doing a proper job for quite a while now. I’ve got lazy and complacent and it isn’t fair on you. You pay me a good wage and recently I haven’t been working hard enough to justify it.” Hazel looked up at him and held out the brush.

  Charles took it from her and sat down on his bed, taking her by the hand and pulling her across his lap. She rested her upper body on his bed and closed her eyes as he raised her nightdress. She trembled as she felt the cool wood press against her bottom, instantly followed by the sharp crack of the hairbrush on her bare skin.

  “Very well Hazel, I’m afraid I have to agree with you. You certainly haven’t been working very hard lately. I hope this spanking will be a good reminder the next time you consider cutting corners.” He brought the brush down hard again and Hazel kicked her legs as she yelled loudly.

  “I’m sorry Sir. Oh it hurts so much. I promise I’ll be a good girl.”

  Charles tightened his grip on her and Hazel spent the next couple of minutes kicking her legs, squirming across his lap and howling in pain as he peppered her bottom with stinging smacks.

  When Charles ended her spanking, Hazel was sobbing and shaking. She smiled through her tears as Charles gently stroked her back and bottom, allowing her time to calm down, before helping her up and leading her into her own bedroom.

  “You’ve worked really hard today Hazel, but I don’t expect to have to follow you around the house smacking your bottom to ensure you do your job properly. Let that be a lesson to you.”

  Hazel nodded. She felt terrible that she’d taken advantage of him and although her bottom was sore she knew she deserved it. She wondered if now was the time to talk to him and she tried to prepare her words. Her bottom was so sore, but she guessed she could take another spanking. It might not even be too bad as she was certainly well warmed up.

  Charles quickly ended her hopes of that possibility. “Have a lie down Hazel. I’m going to go and see how Jenny’s getting on in the bathroom.” Hazel nodded as he left the room, then threw herself onto her bed and sobbed. She reached back and rubbed her bottom, but she knew her tears weren’t only because of a sore behind.

  She replayed the judge’s scolding words in her head yet again as she cried out her guilt. He’d told her that she’d taken advantage of Charles’ good nature. She knew it was true. He’d also told her that despite Charles knowing she’d lied to him, he’d still arranged a tutor for both of them as he loved Hazel dearly and didn’t want her to feel left out. Judge Walker had told her that she’d insulted Charles and disrespected him. She sobbed pitifully as she realised how true his harsh words had been. As she’d told the judge at the time, she truly was ashamed of her behaviour and she would apologise to Charles. Now she realised that she needed to do that as soon as possible.

  Hazel prayed Jenny wouldn’t do anything else to make Charles angry today as she desperately needed to have that talk with him. She didn’t want the spanking that would surely follow to be even more painful simply because he was angry with Jenny.

  As if confirming her fears, Hazel’s thoughts were interrupted by a loud crack from the bathroom fo
llowed by an equally loud squeal. She guessed Charles was using the bath brush on Jenny’s bottom. She’d witnessed him spank her with that once before and she hoped for Jenny’s sake that he hadn’t decided to wet her bottom first.

  Hazel felt guilty as she remembered the very painful spanking Jenny had received that particular day had been entirely Hazel’s fault. She’d forgotten about it until now and sobbed as she heard the bath brush crack down several times followed by Jenny’s howls of pain. She never had apologised to Jenny for that. Now Jenny’s hysterical sobbing increased her guilt.

  As Jenny’s spanking finally ended and Hazel could hear Charles talking calmly and reassuringly to her, Hazel closed her eyes and tried to shut out her lover’s sobbing.

  Later that afternoon, Hazel was surprised when Charles woke her and said she’d been asleep for almost two hours. She hadn’t felt tired when she lay down on her bed and was amazed that she’d slept for so long. He hugged her and suggested she might like to go and start dinner.

  Hazel nodded. “Is Jenny OK?”

  “Yes, she’s fine. I’ve just woke her too. She’s a little sore, but she got no more than she deserved.”

  “I heard you using the bath brush on her. It sounded painful.”

  “Yes Hazel, it isn’t very nice, but it’s a very effective spanking implement for a very naughty girl. Jenny was certainly misbehaving today and deserved it.”

  “What did she do?”

  “Nothing.”

  Hazel frowned. “So why did you spank her?”

  “When I say she did nothing, I mean exactly that. I’d sent her to clean the bathroom, and when I went in to see how she was getting on she was reading a magazine. She hadn’t done anything at all. She then lied and told me she was reading because she’d finished. I don’t tolerate liars. Lying will always result in an extremely sore bottom, but the liar will always be forgiven once punished.”

  Hazel looked up at him and blinked back tears. He didn’t look angry, he looked quite calm and he was smiling at her. She guessed he was letting her know that as soon as she came clean about her own lies, she too would have a very sore bottom, but she would also be forgiven. She noticed that her bottom didn’t sting quite as much now and she was a little distressed to know that soon she would be reliving the agony of a very painful spanking once more.

  She looked up at Charles. “Do you still love Jenny, even though she lied to you?”

  Charles smiled warmly as he pulled Hazel into his arms and held her tight. “Of course I do. I still love both of you, but if you’re disobedient you will be spanked. Now come on, get yourself dressed and get dinner started, unless of course you need another spanking to motivate you?” He raised his eyebrows as he looked at her.

  Hazel jumped up and ran to the bathroom. “No Sir, I’ll be down in a minute.”

  Hazel got dressed and went down to the kitchen, where Jenny had already started to prepare dinner.

  “Are you OK Jenny?”

  Jenny nodded. “I deserved it.”

  Hazel glanced over her shoulder to see if Charles was around, before giving Jenny a hug. “Does it still hurt?”

  Pulling away from her, Jenny nodded and reached back to rub her bottom. “Don’t ever make him angry when you’re in the bathroom. That bath brush is the most painful thing he’s ever spanked me with. Strangely enough I don’t remember it hurting that much last time.”

  Hazel looked away as she felt a familiar surge of guilt run through her. “Jenny, I’m so sorry I caused you to be spanked that day. I…”

  Jenny kissed her softly. When Hazel moved away, Jenny smiled as she reassured her. “Don’t worry about it Hazel. I would have done the same to you if the situation was reversed.”

  Hazel smiled. “Thank you Jenny, but I don’t believe you would. I really am sorry that I got you into trouble. I hope I can make amends.”

  Jenny leaned forward and kissed her again.

  “I hope there’s some dinner being made in here otherwise I’ll have to start reddening bottoms.” Hazel and Jenny pulled apart as Charles walked towards them, but Hazel breathed a sigh of relief as he smiled and pulled them into his arms.

  “I do love you both, very much. I’m sorry I had to be so hard with you today. I hope we don’t need to repeat that particular lesson.”

  Turning to Jenny, he added: “I certainly hope we don’t need to use that bath brush again. I gather it stings much more on a wet bottom.”

  Hazel cringed at the realisation that he had wetted her bottom again before using the heavy bath brush. No wonder Jenny had made such a fuss.

  “Yes Sir, it’s very, very painful.” She pulled a face as she reached back to rub her bottom. “I’m sorry Sir. I promise I’ll be a good girl now.”

  “I’m sorry too Sir. I promise we won’t let the house get so dirty again,” added Hazel. “We’ve learned our lessons,” she said, reaching back to rub her still stinging bottom.

  Charles laughed. “Look at you both rubbing your bottoms. Anyone would think a spanking hurts.” He laughed as he kissed their slightly enraged faces before turning them back towards the cooker, giving them a gentle smack on their bottoms and leaving them to prepare dinner.

  Hazel was really happy when they all sat down a little while later to enjoy a meal. She was pleased they all chatted happily like nothing had happened. She hated it when they ate in silence, as they had this morning. She remembered her feelings of anxiety at breakfast and although she still hadn’t managed to sit down and talk with Charles, which she knew would result in another painful spanking, she was a lot calmer.

  Hazel loved how things went back to normal immediately after a spanking. She’d felt so sad after her first spanking and believed Charles would keep talking about it and still be angry with her, but once it was over it was forgotten. She really did love living here and she loved Charles and Jenny more than she ever thought it possible to love someone.

  After dinner they watched TV, Hazel and Jenny sitting either side of Charles and cuddling into him. When the film had finished, Hazel started to sob quietly. Putting his arm around her, Charles pulled her close. “Do you need to talk to me Hazel?”

  Hazel nodded as she cried.

  “Jenny, be a good girl and go to bed.”

  Jenny nodded. “Yes Sir.” Getting up she kissed him goodnight. She leaned forward and kissed Hazel gently on the head. “You’ll be OK Hazel, just tell the truth. Your bottom might be sore, but Sir will always love us, no matter how naughty we are.” Hazel’s sobbing increased as she clung to Charles.

  “She’ll be OK Jenny. Go to bed. You can practice your reading if you want and Hazel will be up with you soon, but if she doesn’t feel like reading leave her alone. If I find out you’ve been pestering her I’ll be straight up to give you another dose of the bath brush. Do you understand?” Charles asked sternly.

  Jenny nodded. “Can she sleep in my bed tonight Sir? I think she might need a hug.”

  “Yes Jenny, I think she’d like that.”

  Hazel nodded as she continued to cling to Charles.

  “Go on then Jenny. Hazel might be a little while, but I promise she’ll be OK. Go to your room and close the door.”

  “Yes Sir.”

  Hazel heard Jenny leave the room and go up the stairs and eventually she heard her bedroom door close. Hazel sat up and looked at Charles, her face streaked with tears.

  “Sir, I need to talk to you.”

  Charles nodded solemnly.

  “I’m so sorry Sir,” Hazel sobbed, before jumping up and sitting on Charles’ lap, hugging him tight as she sobbed and struggled to find the right words. She was pleased that Charles simply held her and waited, giving her all the time she needed. She’d waited for this chance to talk to him all day and now it was here her mind was a total blank. She couldn’t think of one single word to say to him.

  Chapter Two

  HAZEL clung to Charles, sobbing gently as she desperately tried to find her voice. Charles was patient, stroking her h
air. “Take your time Hazel, there’s no rush.”

  Eventually she lifted her head and looked at him. Taking a deep breath, trying to push the consequences of her confession to the back of her mind, she shakily started to speak. “I’m so sorry Sir. I’m sorry I lied to you. You knew I could read and write and it was unforgiveable of me to pretend otherwise. You deserve so much more from me.”

  Charles shook his head as he kissed her gently on the cheek. “Nothing you could do is unforgiveable Hazel. You might make me cross, but I’ll always forgive you.”

  Hazel smiled. “Thank you Sir, but I’ve behaved appallingly. You’ve been so good to me, in fact to me and Jenny, and we don’t treat you with the respect you deserve. You constantly have to spank us like naughty children, and for such childish reasons sometimes.”

  She looked up at Charles and was pleased to see he was smiling. She took a deep breath as she knew his smile would soon disappear when he heard the extent of her confession.

  “Sir, you’ve been so good to me. You brought me in off the streets and gave me a home and a job. I’m so grateful to you for that, but just lately I’ve taken your kindness for granted and become lazy and selfish.”

  “Hazel, you were spanked today for that and you were forgiven. It’s all over now, it’s forgotten. As long as you do your job properly we won’t need to repeat that particular lesson.”

  Hazel nodded. “I also lied to you the night you found me. I told you I’d been thrown out onto the streets when really I’d run away.”

  Charles sighed. “Hazel, I wouldn’t ever blame you for that. They treated you badly and anyone would be justified in running away from that kind of abuse. I wish you could have told me the truth sooner, but I understand why you didn’t. I’m certainly not going to punish you for that.”

  Hazel looked at him, tears rolling down her cheeks. “Some lies can’t be justified Sir, can they?”