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  Charles shook his head. “No, but we can always put things right and move on. As long as you learn from your mistakes, I can’t ask for more than that.”

  Hazel swallowed hard as colour rose in her cheeks. “I’m so sorry Sir.” She looked at him, wanting to make her apology as sincere as possible. “There is no justification for the lies I told you when you said Jenny was getting a tutor. I was simply jealous and decided to compete with her for your attention.”

  She looked away, not daring to face him. “You knew I could read and write, but you allowed me to deceive you. You even let Mr Bainbridge arrange the course work for me to study for an A Level, which I’m really enjoying. I feel so guilty that I accepted this willingly but never once thanked you or apologised for my lies.”

  Hazel was silent for a moment, trying to compose herself as tears slid down her cheeks and dropped onto Charles’ shirt. She was touched by how tender he was being with her, despite what she was saying. She wished she could fall asleep in his arms and wake up to find it had all been a horrible dream.

  With a heavy heart, she continued. “I really believed you loved Jenny more than me and that’s why you arranged a tutor for her. I thought you didn’t have enough love for both of us and you’d eventually give her my job and I’d find myself thrown out. I was desperate to make you love me too and let me stay.” Hazel’s voice broke as she started to sob.

  Charles held her tight, but didn’t say a word.

  Hazel allowed herself time to calm down before continuing. This was really hard, but she needed to do it for her own peace of mind, and probably for Charles’ too. “Even when I realised you wanted us both to stay and you allowed me to continue my studies and fit my work around them, which I certainly didn’t deserve, I continued to disrespect you by keeping up my stupid lies.”

  Hazel stopped talking and looked up at Charles. He looked sad as he pulled her closer. “Hazel, I have more than enough love for both of you. I can understand your jealousy when Jenny first arrived, but to continue with your deceit after I allowed you to continue your studies is very naughty. You have said sorry and I accept your apology, but I’m sure you understand that I have to spank you.”

  “Yes Sir, but I need to tell you one more thing before we start.”

  “What is it Hazel?”

  Hazel took a deep breath as she pulled away from Charles. She felt her cheeks reddening. She really didn’t want to tell him. She knew it would make her spanking even worse, but she couldn’t carry the guilt inside anymore. She wanted a totally clean slate.

  “Sir, do you remember when Jenny first came to live here and you spanked her for leaving the bathroom in a mess?”

  “Yes, I remember that Hazel.”

  “Do you remember two days later I told you that I’d found the bathroom in a mess again and she’d refused to clean it?”

  Charles nodded solemnly.

  Hazel chewed her lip nervously. “Sir, the first time she did make the mess, but the second time she didn’t. She’d cleaned up after she’d finished in the bathroom and I went in after her and made the mess, before coming to tell you. I hoped you’d decide she was too much trouble and throw her out.”

  Charles’ eyes flashed with anger. “Hazel, how could you do that to her? I didn’t think you were capable of such wicked actions. Do you remember how hard I punished Jenny that day?” he asked accusingly.

  Tears welled in Hazel’s eyes as she nodded. “I’m so sorry Sir, I felt terrible when I saw how hard you were punishing her.”

  “So you should,” he snapped.

  “I thought it was funny when you led her into the bathroom and showed her the state of it. She looked so shocked because she knew she hadn’t left that mess. I was very surprised when she didn’t object to being punished for something she hadn’t done.”

  Hazel looked at Charles’ face and was distressed to see how angry he looked, but knew she had to continue. “I found it amusing when you made her strip down to her underwear, get in the bath and bend over the end of the tub while you poured water over her bottom, soaking her panties. I really hated her for making me feel I no longer belonged here. I wanted her to pay.”

  Charles sighed and shook his head. “Why on earth didn’t you talk to me?”

  Hazel shrugged. “I’m so sorry. I really don’t know why Sir.”

  When Charles didn’t respond, she continued. “I initially smiled as I watched you smack her with the bath brush. I delighted in how much she struggled and cried out, but as you continued her punishment I felt guilty. I wanted you to stop, but I couldn’t say anything. I didn’t want you to take the brush to my bottom instead. I am really sorry Sir. I have said sorry to Jenny and she’s accepted my apology.”

  Tears rolled down Hazel’s cheeks as she waited for Charles to respond. She desperately wanted a hug and for him to say everything was all right, but she knew things were far from OK and there would be no hugs until she’d been properly punished.

  “Stand up Hazel.”

  Hazel got up and stood in front of Charles. She was so frightened, but she didn’t want to show her fear. She squeezed her eyes tightly shut as she breathed slowly. She heard Charles get up and leave the room and waited nervously, her heart racing as she wondered how bad this was going to be. She hoped he hadn’t gone to get the bath brush.

  She was surprised at her desperation to be across his knee, feeling the sting of his hand on her bare bottom, crying the tears she hoped would wash away her guilt, but more than anything she wanted it to be over so he might hug her and tell her she was forgiven.

  Hazel opened her eyes and looked to the doorway, waiting for his return, and her mouth fell open when he appeared with a cane in his hand. She looked at the crook handle and the length of the cane and she started to tremble. “No Sir, please…”

  Charles walked across to his chair and turned it around. “Come here Hazel.”

  On shaky legs, she approached him. She was sure he’d just spank her, though she guessed it would be a hard one. She hadn’t imagined anything like this.

  “I’m so sorry Sir.”

  “So am I Hazel. If you’d confessed to your lies immediately, you would have been spanked hard and that would have been the end of it. I know you were frightened about being spanked, but to continue with your deceit for so long has earned you a much harder punishment. I want to be sure that you won’t do anything like this ever again.”

  Hazel couldn’t take her eyes off the cane and she trembled as the tears coursed down her cheeks.

  “I was going to paddle you hard, but after your further confession that you deliberately caused Jenny to get a very harsh punishment, I think this will be much more effective. I would have brought Jenny down to witness this, as you delighted in watching her punished hard for something she didn’t even do, but I think Jenny would find it too distressing. I know you certainly will.”

  Hazel sobbed as she thought about Jenny. She loved her so much now and couldn’t imagine life without her. She couldn’t believe what she’d done. She knew Jenny didn’t bear a grudge and wouldn’t enjoy seeing Hazel caned for her behaviour. She was glad Charles at least wasn’t going to put Jenny through that.

  “Hazel, you’re going to receive six of the best over your panties before going across my knee for a bare bottomed spanking. Bend over the back of the chair and let’s get this over with.”

  Charles’ voice was harsh and Hazel gasped loudly as he announced her punishment. It was no more than she deserved, but she was terrified. She was also very fearful that he may hate her.

  She sobbed as she approached the back of the chair. She pushed herself up onto her tiptoes so she was able to bend over the chair back. As she leaned forward, Charles pressed his hand down on her back, pushing her face close to the seat.

  “Hold tight. I don’t want to have to give you extra strokes for moving out of position or interfering with this well deserved punishment.”

  Hazel gripped as tightly as she could to the edge of the
seat as she felt her dress being lifted and laid on her back. Her body was stretched uncomfortably, her limbs ached, but her mind was focussed on her bottom as Charles adjusted her panties. She shivered and hoped her panties might absorb the sting of the cane.

  She tried desperately to control her breathing and calm herself down, but as the cane tapped on the seat of her panties she held her breath and waited. She squeezed her eyes tightly shut and gripped the chair, trying desperately to hold back her tears. She needed to be brave.

  Suddenly she heard a loud crack and at the same time felt the cane land hard across the centre of her bottom. She screamed and stood up, reaching back to rub her bottom. She turned to look at Charles accusingly and when she saw the stern look on his face she started to cry.

  “I’m so sorry Sir. It hurts so much. Please, no more…”

  Charles sighed. “Hazel, it’s supposed to hurt. It wouldn’t be a punishment if it didn’t hurt. Do you really believe you’ve been punished enough for what you put Jenny through?”

  Charles raised his eyebrows and looked at her. Nervously chewing her lower lip, she shook her head slowly.

  “Get back into position Hazel so we can get this over with. This is no fun for me either,” Charles snapped.

  Hazel looked up at him, expecting to see anger in his eyes. Instead she saw the hurt she’d caused him. Turning away, she quickly got back into position.

  The cane landed a second time and she cried out and stood up again, clutching her bottom and sobbing. “I’m so sorry Sir,” she wailed as she got back into position. She was trembling as she clutched at the seat, willing herself to hold on. It hurt more than she could ever have imagined.

  The cane cracked down for a third time and Hazel howled, but Charles’ hand was on her back, preventing her from getting up.

  “Good girl, we’re halfway there,” he reassured her.

  Hazel gripped the seat as she sobbed, her tears dripping down onto the cushion, but she found some comfort in his kind words.

  The fourth stroke landed and Hazel was again up on her feet, rubbing frantically. “I’m so sorry Sir.”

  Hazel looked towards the doorway and saw Jenny standing there, open-mouthed.

  “Sir, what are you doing to her?” asked Jenny.

  Hazel turned back to the chair and slowly eased herself into position once more. She didn’t believe she could take any more, she thought she might even be sick, but she knew this was the only way to gain Charles’ forgiveness. She loved him and she would do anything to put things right.

  Hazel waited, dreading feeling the bite of the cane twice more. She hoped he wouldn’t make her wait too long because she wanted her torment to come to an end. She sobbed as the sting in her bottom seemed to burn deep into her skin.

  “Jenny, go back upstairs. You don’t need to see this.”

  “No Sir. Why are you punishing her so hard? I know she lied and she deserved to be spanked, but surely not that.” Jenny pointed accusingly at the cane in his hands.

  “Jenny, she told me that she lied on many occasions, including a lie that earned you a very painful spanking with the bath brush. I won’t put up with such behaviour, from either of you. A simple spanking would not suffice for such wickedness.”

  Jenny looked sad as she nodded slowly.

  “I know you’ve forgiven Hazel, but I want you both to be aware of the consequences of telling lies in this house.”

  Hazel sobbed as she listened to them. She felt even guiltier now as she heard the bitter disappointment in Charles’ voice. She stood up and turned to face them.

  “Sir, I’m so sorry I’ve disappointed you. I swear it won’t happen again. I deserve this punishment and I’m sorry I’m not being very brave, but it hurts so much.” She broke down in tears as Jenny ran to her and hugged her.

  Hazel pulled away and looked at Jenny. “Jenny, I can’t believe what I did to you. I’m so very sorry. I was jealous, but my actions were uncalled for. You didn’t deserve that.”

  Hazel closed her eyes as she tried to shut out the memory of Jenny laid over the end of the bath, howling and squirming as the bath brush bounced repeatedly off her wet bottom.

  “Hazel, I’ve forgiven you. You didn’t need to put yourself through this,” Jenny said, caressing her cheek and wiping away Hazel’s tears.

  “Jenny, I can’t even begin to imagine what would have happened to you if my plan had worked and Charles had sent you away. He’s understandably furious about what could have happened and I need him to forgive me too. Please go back to your room. I’ll be OK. I’ll come up when we’re finished.”

  Hazel turned her back on Jenny and Charles before bending over the chair, raising her bottom to offer it once more as a target for his cane.

  Charles stepped forward and tapped the cane on her bottom, quickly bringing it down hard, making her howl and squirm as she tried to hold on to the seat. She’d barely had time to register the pain of the fifth stroke, when the sixth one cracked down on the top of her thighs. Hazel howled in agony and stood, desperately rubbing her bottom.

  “Back in position please Hazel, you have penalty strokes for moving.”

  Sobbing, Hazel immediately lowered herself back over the chair. She didn’t think she could take anymore, but she needed Charles’ forgiveness.

  “Hazel, you moved out of position four times, which would normally mean four penalty strokes.”

  Hazel gasped, but didn’t move.

  “That’s too much for you so I’m going to give you just one stroke, but it will be on your bare bottom. Make sure you stay in position until I say you can get up.”

  Hazel swallowed hard as she gripped onto the seat. She was surprised to feel hands touching hers and looked up to see Jenny crouching down in front of the chair. Hazel gripped her hands tightly. “I’m really sorry Jenny. I love you so much.”

  Hazel was momentarily distracted by Charles pulling her panties down and she tightened her grip.

  “I love you too,” replied Jenny.

  Hazel howled as the cane cracked down for a final time. She gripped Jenny’s hands as she raised her feet off the floor, her bottom squirming and legs kicking as she tried to absorb the excruciating pain. She couldn’t believe how much more intensely it stung on her bare bottom and she sobbed uncontrollably.

  “You can get up now Hazel.”

  Hazel let go of Jenny’s hands and struggled to push herself back up. Charles helped her and she turned and fell into his arms, sobbing and shaking. He carried her to the sofa and sat down, cradling her in his arms. “Hush, it’s all over now Hazel. Good girl.”

  She clung to him tightly as she sobbed and was aware of Jenny kissing her cheek and stroking her hair. “I’m going up to my room now Hazel. Come up when you’re ready. I really hope you feel better now.” Jenny gently caressed Hazel’s bottom.

  Hazel nodded as she turned to face her. Her bottom stung much more than when Charles had spanked her and used her hairbrush, but she did feel better, like a weight had been lifted from her. She reached back and rubbed her bottom and was shocked to feel the raised welts the cane had caused.

  “I still have a spanking to come, but then I’ll be up to join you.” She turned to face Charles as Jenny quietly left the room. “Is that OK Sir?”

  “Yes Hazel, that’s fine. Don’t worry about your spanking, you’ve been punished enough.” He wrapped his arms around her and rocked her gently, kissing her forehead. “Please don’t ever make me punish you that hard again.”

  Hazel looked up and saw tears in Charles’ eyes. “Oh I’m so sorry Sir. I love you so much. I’m really sorry I was so horrible. Please don’t hate me anymore,” she sobbed miserably.

  Charles held her tight, kissing away her tears as they rolled down her cheeks. “Hazel, I could never hate you. I love you, and I forgive you. Why don’t you go upstairs and see Jenny. She’s really worried about you.”

  Hazel clung to him. “No Sir, I want to stay with you please.”

  Charles held her c
lose as she cried herself to sleep. He lay her down on the sofa, being careful not to sit her on her bottom, and covered her with a blanket. He sat beside her, kissing and stroking her hair, and eventually Jenny joined them, obviously impatient of waiting in her room for Hazel.

  When Hazel awoke an hour or so later, she was pleased to see Charles and Jenny were sat beside her. She reached out and hugged them both. “I’m so sorry I let you both down. I love you.”

  “I love you too,” replied Charles and Jenny in unison.

  “Is it time for my spanking now Sir?”

  “No Hazel, that won’t be necessary. You’ve been punished enough. Does it still hurt?”

  Hazel nodded sadly. “Yes Sir, it does hurt, but I feel so much better. I feel like I’m worthy of your love and kindness once again, but my caning was for my behaviour that led Jenny to be unfairly punished. You said I’d be spanked for lying to you about needing lessons. I need that spanking too Sir. Please.”

  Charles shook his head as he smiled. “Hazel, I don’t believe what you’re saying. For years you’ve done everything to avoid a spanking and now you’re literally begging me to punish you.”

  “No Sir. I don’t want to be spanked, I don’t like it at all, but I feel bad for lying to you and I need to be forgiven. That can only happen after you’ve punished me. Judge Walker made me feel so guilty when he told me how I’d taken advantage of you and let you down, but he was right Sir. When he comes on Friday I want us to be able to tell him I’ve been properly punished.”

  Charles nodded. “OK Hazel. If it makes you feel better.”

  Jenny’s eyes lit up. “Sir, is Judge Walker coming to hear me read on Friday?”

  Charles smiled. “Yes Jenny, he is.”

  Jenny jumped up and ran to the door, turning back to shout over her shoulder. “I’m going to practice my reading for Judge Walker.”

  Charles smiled as he kissed Hazel. “Are you sure you need this spanking? You can always go and help Jenny with her reading.”

  Hazel shook her head. Her bottom hurt so much. She wasn’t sure she could take a spanking, but she was going to try. She thought back to all the times she’d avoided punishment and she felt guilty. She wasn’t going to let that happen again, no matter how much it hurt.