Lisa in New Zealand V

This is a continuation of the Lisa in New Zealand series. I don't normally write M/F or F/F stories, but it didn't seem fair for Ms. Bunsen to get punished for having Lisa unjustly caned and then let Mum get off scott free after whipping Lisa. This story is a work of fiction. As always, your comments are welcome and appreciated.

Thanks,
Beth.

Mrs. Garret watched her American daughter walk down the hall and back to class. They had just finished hearing Ms. Bunson receive six strokes of the cane from Mrs. Cushing for setting up Lisa for the same punishment two days earlier. Mrs. Garrett had soundly strapped Lisa when she got home the day of her caning. When she found out from the headmaster that Lisa had done nothing wrong, she felt extremely guilty for having punished her innocent daughter. She had apologised profusely and had even offered to take a strapping herself in an effort to make things up to Lisa. Lisa had accepted the apology but had graciously declined Mum's offer of taking the same punishment she had given Lisa.

Lisa said she understood why Mum had punished her. She knew that Mum had acted upon the information given her by the headmaster. Lisa, by nature, was not a vengeful child, and to her, an apology was enough.

Yet, as Mrs. Garret drove back home, she still felt guilty. When the headmaster had called her, telling her that Lisa was to be caned for insubordination, it didn't sound right. Lisa was always very respectful. And after school that day, Debra had tried to talk to her about the events of the day, but she had refused to listen, even threatening Debra with a hiding. Finally, before she punished Lisa, she had asked her newest daughter if she had anything to say. Lisa had begun to explain that she had not meant to misbehave, but she abruptly stopped and simply apologised instead. When Mrs. Garret had slippered her a few weeks ago for misbehaving in class, Lisa didn't try to explain her way out of it. She had admitted that what the teacher said was true and taken full responsibility. If only she had taken time to listen to her daughters and question the events, she could have spared Lisa an unnecessary and quite painful strapping, but she hadn't. In her anger, she had lashed out, and now, she was miserable.

When Mrs. Garret arrived home, she decided to ring her husband at work and tell him what had taken place. James was an understanding man who could always find the solutions to whatever problems she or the family faced. After she had described the events at school, he said he would think on it and talk to her more when he got home from work. Then he suggested that the girls go out for dinner to allow them some time alone that evening.

When the three younger girls got home that afternoon, they were in high spirits. The whole school was abuzz with Ms. Bunson's appearance after her visit with the headmaster. Half the school speculated that she had been sacked or nearly sacked. The other half the school said that she had been caned by the senior mistress for what she had done to the exchange student. Of course, Ms. Bunson said nothing about what had taken place in Mr. Harding's office. Lisa, likewise, remained silent, not even telling her sisters about what had taken place. She said that she didn't know what had happened as she had left before anything had happened. She hoped that God would forgive her for that little white lie.

When Debra and Lisa were changing out of their uniforms, Debra asked her sister how her bum felt. Lisa admitted that it still hurt a great deal and was quite bruised, and she again thanked Debra for the ice pack she had placed on Lisa's bottom after her strapping. Lisa said she was certain that she would have found sitting impossible if it had not been for her sister's kindness.

After Mary got home from university, Mum suggested that the four girls go out for dinner. All of the girls had recently brought home good marks, and it would be a reward for them to go out. After some discussion, the sisters decided to go to Pizza Hut. Mum told them to take their time and even suggested that they might go get some ice cream after they had eaten their dinner. Happy, and unaware of what was going on with Mum and Dad, the sisters left for dinner.

When Mr. Garret got home from work, he and his wife had a long discussion about the events of the last few days. He had given the matter much consideration and wondered how his wife of nearly 25 years would take his suggestion. Although he had smacked the naughty bottoms of his daughters many times over the years, including Debra's just last Saturday, he had never once smacked his wife. He had never even considered it. He knew that Sharon was no stranger to a sore bottom. He knew that she had been slippered and caned several times at school and that her parents had given her sound hidings right up until she left home at age 22. Still, he did not know how she might react to what he had in mind. Yet, on the phone, she had told him that she had offered to Lisa to take a strapping. She even seemed to feel a need to be punished for what she had done to their exchange student.

"Sharon," began her husband, "I want you to know first of all, that you don't have to agree to what I'm about to suggest. I thought about what happened and what you did. I have come to the conclusion that you ought to receive the same sort of strapping that you gave Lisa."

Mrs. Garret had somewhat expected that that was what her husband would say. At the same time, it was one thing to think it might happen, and altogether different when it did happen. But, she knew she would not feel better until her bottom was sore and red, and she was crying the tears of repentance.

"You're right, James," answered his wife. "I do deserve a sound strapping. What I did to Lisa was wrong, and I deserve at least what she got." There, she had said it. Her fate was sealed, and she was about to get her first smacked bottom in 25 years. She had always dreaded getting the strap from her own parents. In fact, it was her own experiences that had convinced her husband to continue the use of corporal punishment with their own children after the age when most parents gave up smackings for some other kind of punishment. She had dreaded the strap then and she dreaded it no less now, but she knew she had to go through with it to make things right to herself.

"Well, lets get things over with, then, shall we," replied her husband. With that he walked over to the dresser where the strap was kept. As he pulled out the drawer and removed the instrument of correction, Sharon stepped behind the dressing table chair where her daughters had often bent over to receive their own chastisements.

James asked Sharon once more is she was certain that she wanted to go through with this. She assured him that did. James then carefully rolled up his wife's skirt and pulled down her stockings and panties. He asked her how many strokes Lisa had received. Sharon told him that she almost always gave the girls five times the number of cane strokes they had received, so Lisa had been given thirty strokes of the strap.

James then addressed his wife as he would address one of his children. He instructed her to bend over the chair and grab the seat. He told her to remain in position until told to stand or she would receive extra. The instructions completed, he raised the strap back over his shoulder and CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! The first few strokes left Sharon almost gasping for breath. In 25 years, she had forgotten just how bad a strapping hurt. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! Mrs. Garret was not nearly so stoic as Lisa. The tears began to stream down her face. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! Halfway through her punishment, Mrs. Garret was bawling uncontrollably. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! Mrs. Garret could not help herself. She began to wiggle and almost stood up.

"You'd best stay in position, young lady, unless you want extra," warned her husband.

"But it hurts! And I'm sorry," Sharon pleaded.

"It's meant to hurt," was all her husband had to say in reply. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! As Sharon screamed and pleaded for mercy, she also wondered how Lisa had taken such a beating on an already caned bottom. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! And it was over. Although her bottom throbbed and the pain was almost unbearable, Mrs. Garret felt a sense of relief. She felt she had paid her debt to Lisa, even if Lisa had said that no payment was necessary.

As he put away the strap, James reminded his wife that she was to go straight to bed without her tea. When she began to argue, James gave her a hard smack with his hand on her still bare bottom. "You sent Lisa to bed without her tea," James stated. "It's only right that you should do the same. If Lisa had argued with you, you would have given her another smacking. If you argue anymore with me, I shall do the same."

Mrs. Garret's bottom had taken all of the abuse that it could stand. Wisely, she went to bed, tears still trickling down her face.

When the girls got back from dinner, they asked where Mum was. Dad told them that she hadn't been feeling well and had gone to bed early. They never found out that their 47 year old mother had received a bare bottom strapping from their father that night while they were at dinner.