"No, no, I'm just not sure what to do. Yes, yep. That sounds about right. She used to do so well in school, but this last semester I just don't know what happened. No, she has very good study skills, maybe it's this senior-itis those kids joke about. Well, I saw your recent add on TV. and heard that you now work with older girls as well. Really, you even offer college guidance? Before I thought the center was mostly for grade school developmental problems like math deficits, phonics programs and such. Is that so. Well, she knows how to study and how to get good grades; I just don't know what to do. Sometimes I think she's just distracted. Um hmm, boys and parties. Oh, so you have a program for that..."
"Yes Mrs Jennings, we have recently expanded our services, and I will send a special tutor to your house tomorrow night. Yes, this girl is a new addition to our focus department. She helps troubled young women like your daughter prioritize their goals and time in life so that they can reap the full benefits of their education. This program is a little strict.... Um Hmm. So, Miss Tessa will be by tomorrow at about 7:30 for some quality tutelage with your daughter. Yeah, go out and enjoy yourself. Have a girl's night out so that Tessa and Sarah get plenty of time for ....umm ...study. ...and remember, the service of Silver Learning Centers is guaranteed. We've had such demand for Miss Tessa's special branch that we may need her to train a new recruit. Yep, TRAIN ! Ha ha, she'll be by tomorrow, and she does regular check-ins as part of the original fee.
Mrs Jennings opened the door on the first knock as she finished zipping up her jacket. "Hi, so glad you could make it. I was just heading out to give you two some peace and quiet for your first night together. Sara, come meet your tutor."
The preppy blond pritzed into the room, every bit the done-up little cheerleader. "That is the gaudiest outfit I've ever seen" she thought to herself as she summed up this woman with her eyes and gave her Mom a bit of a pout. "You know I wanted to go with Jessie to the movies tonight, why do I have to stay home and study while you go out for a good time?" Her wry smile betrayed the cleverness in her voice. "It's only the beginning of the semester, and Mr. Stockson hasn't even decided when the first test will be yet" she reasoned expertly.
"Because, Sarah, you need to start taking classes seriously early this semester and buckle down. I don't want you waiting 'til the last minute again this time because of James, or Jessie, or whatever cute boy catches your eye next week." Mrs Jennings slid out the door with a 'nice outfit' and a nervous giggle at her daughter's new tutor.
"Okay, so which subject are you here to make me learn?" Sara asked incredulously. This whole thing was so stupid. She'd never needed any special help before. Tessa sat her huge (it was like so big, uhg!), slick, white suitcase of a purse on the lamp table Mrs Jennings had taken her little purse from. This luggage went perfectly with the rest of her silly outfit, right down to the icy-white high heels. Sara eyed those pointy things enviously enough. They might make a good addition to her wardrobe, but Tessa could keep the rest of that fashion nightmare.
"It's not one subject in particular I've come to teach. I guess you could say our topic tonight will be concentration. I hear you've been having increasing trouble keeping up with your studies this year, and I'm here to help you finish your year strong."
Sara scowled a little at this little vixen's remarks. She could pay whatever attention to whatever or whoever she wanted. However, Sara also grimaced because she knew she'd disappointed her guidance counsel with last semester's grades. This was the time to apply for college, and Tessa looked like a college student. Maybe she'd have some good tips? Maybe she'd have a few new ways to cheat. Sometimes the truth hurts.
"What do you mean? You're not a hypnotist or one of those 'count to ten, relax, focus on my words' psychiatrists. Are you?"
"I don't look that old do I?" Miss Tessa replied. "No, I just have some expertise I like to offer other students."
Suddenly, Sara was in awe of how strong the other young woman was. Butt what was she doing? "Hey, what's the big idea" Sara shrieked, dragged towards the coffee table and the abnormally sized, white purse.
"This is the first course... introductions" Tessa huffed as she sat and swung the girl over her lap. The thick bath brush she ripped from her bag fell hard and fast on Sara's short shorts. Her figure started to jerk a bit over Tessa's slick pants as the shock of her situation wore off.
"What, what do you think you're doing!!" Sara choked out and then shrilly whined as her trim, basketball bottom became quite warm. The heat quickly escalated and Sara began to kick in earnest.
"This is your first work book, young lady." Tessa pulled a children's phonics book from the center out of her magical handbag and slid it open in Sara's view of the floor. "Don't you dare drop it either young lady!" She said, as Sara reflexively grasped it.
The momentary pause in the merciless thudding of the brush almost distracted the girl from the cool air across her firm cheeks. Miss Tessa had taken the opportunity of Sara's hands on the book to whisk away her little basketball shorts. Sara was nothing if not involved in after school activities.
"...and What are THESE!" Tessa exclaimed as she hooked her little finger into the back of Sara's thong, then stretched it to let it flick down hard in Sara's lower back like a rubber band.
Sara barely squirmed this time. She'd only just begun to catch her breath. Miss Tessa then explained what she expected from the book.
"You will study this in between visits to ease your study DURING my visits, and here is why. As you can see...SMACK! (with her hand this time - afterall, Tessa still had all evening with her new pupil!) what you have there is a children's book. You will learn to study whatever I assign for you, no matter how silly it sounds. You will read it slowly and evenly, one letter at a time followed by the appropriate sound. This will be difficult, because I will be spanking you the whole time. My hand will be across your bare bottom constantly until you have completed your lesson satisfactorily. ...SMACK!!
"Aye!!"
"Do you hear me young lady?"
"Yes, yes! please stop!"
Miss Tessa continued. "Now satisfactory means not only the appropriate sound with the right letter, in order, but you must recite them in an even pace. Don't you dare try to skip through as fast as you can and don't get off beat or I'll really beat your bare bottom fast until I decide it's time for you to pick up where you left off."
"But that will take all night!" Sara squirmed.
SMAAACK!!! The howl was followed by a dark red handprint on Sara's inner thigh - just high enough to maybe be hid behind the cheerleader skirt she'd be wearing to the game tomorrow.
"You will start" Miss Tessa went on uninterrupted "like this: A ah, B buh, C kuh. Do you think you can do it from there, or do you need to skim the cover first?"
Sara buried her indignation at this and asked pleadingly "Yes, but umm, how am I going to stay on beat while your ..um.. spanking me?" with an added "Miss Tessa?"
Tessa patted Sara's red behind softly. "You'll have to concentrate, my dear" she petted gently. "..and you'll know if you get off because I'll paint your back porch crimson to interrupt you."
With that, Miss Tessa wedged Sara's little pink thong deep up her rear and tilted her forward to the floor. "It's time to start; we've got a lot of studying to do" she chimed cheerily. "Pick up where I left off at 'D'" Miss Tessa gave her the letter this time in case she forgot. She prided herself on being fair and strict.
"D duh"
SWATTT!
"uh E"
wap
"eeoww! eee"
"careful now"
(SMACK!)
Tessa interjected "stay on task"
"nmmm F fuh"
Wack
"ju G guh"
Wack - WAP!
"Ahhh... ooww... H huh"
SmackSmackWApWAACK!
"AYYYEEI"
"That's right, I"
Miss Tessa answered with three more hard and fast in the same piece of bare, seething skin.
"who - hu" Sara huffed and repeated "I, i"
Whack!
"Ohh KAY!"
CrackWapSmackSLAP!!!
"Wha... What! Wha HUT!"
"Start back at J"
(The rules were that she had to guess where she missed a letter, but Miss Tessa knew this was poor Sara's first time.)
"J"
smAACKK! SLAP
"juh huh huh nmmmm!"
"K" Miss Tessa prodded with a hard hand on the welt she'd left in Sara's thigh.
"kuhhhh!!" screamed Sara in tears. "ell la"
swat
"M"
SWAACK!
" mmm! hmm hmm hu!"
"N" Tessa punctuated with the next swat.
"Gu, Nnnn nuh"
SwatSMAACKK!!
"Oh ohhhohohhoh! owww" Sara sobbed loudly.
Miss Tessa could see that she'd had enough for tonight. "That's good for now. I knew you could concentrate if you had a little motivation" she purred, then Tessa again beat Sara's poor behind for a few seconds with her hand. She considered investing in a leather glove, seeing that her hand was nearly as red as Sara's pouting rear. The idea had never been followed through because it would deprive sweet Miss Tessa of the feel of a young woman's soft backside.
Tessa pulled herself back from her reverie and rested her hands on Sara's quivering rear and back. She'd let go of her vice grip on the strap of cloth that made up the shivering younger girl's panties, insubstantial as they were.
The girl, by the way, had positively dissolved over her knees. Sara's shirt, already bunched halfway up her smooth back, was slipped easily over her teary face. Miss Tessa let Sara dry herself off with it, and Sara didn't say anything for several minutes.
"It's time for you to think about what you've learned, Sara, and the time starts when you get yourself up and into that corner over there."
She pointed, but Sara wasn't looking back to see where to. Sara collected herself and hobbled off to the corner her tutor helped her to with much sniffling. She carried her shirt in her hand, barely aware of her nakedness in front of this stranger. Her little thong didn't cover nearly enough.
Once Sara was placed firmly in the corner, Miss Tessa stood behind her and took the shirt. She placed it almost gently over Sara's shoulders from behind, straightened it, then helped her slide her arms through the sleeves. Sara grinned slightly in spite of herself as Tessa helped her. Imagine her surprise, standing there, when she heard a slight swishing noise. The collapsible rod Miss Tessa had pulled from her purse flipped out like a stun baton. Instead of a ball at the end, it tapered to an impossible thinness almost like a switch. Tessa flexed it simply by slicing it through the air.
Sara caught a glimpse of it trying to see what the noise was behind her. She stared at this fresh horror, mesmerized.
Miss Tessa paced back and forth for a few minutes, enjoying the other girl's eyes on her as she practiced for Sara's slender backside. She twisted it loosely through the air as if dueling an imaginary fencer. Finally, she turned to Sara and ordered her to go pull out the dining room chair. Still, Sara gawked wide-eyed and open mouthed.
Miss Tessa decided to explain a little something to her new pupil. She was a fast learner, but obviously had no experience with this special type of attention. "You had eleven letters left, but, on the other hand, I did stop you because I would have had to beat your butt for not being able to continue, and you wouldn't have been able to speak to get back to your letter. So, I will give you half of what you had left. You will get umm.. 5. The half will be the spanking you're getting for not getting the chair when I asked you."
With that, she drew the other girl down and towards her by the arm. She wrapped the arm with the baton switch around her waist standing up and spanked her hard, bent over, but only for a few slaps.
Sara tried to protest but all that came out was a moan as she fixed her eyes on the black rod in her face. She cried as Tessa shoved her towards the table. Sara dared a longing glace at the woman behind her with the plastic switch in her hand.
The woman motioned for her to grab the chair legs without a word. Sara hung her head as she leaned up and over. A very light flick to her calf put Sara on her tip toes to reach her fingers firmly around the top edge of those circular wooden legs. Her bottom was humped up and over the back of the tall chair so that Tessa would need to aim with a downward stroke. This would get Sara's backside and not her other parts. It was almost enough to make Miss Tessa envy her pupil just a little bit. Almost. The very end of this baton was thin enough to be used like a switch, but just a little further up and it was more like a very whippy cane. She ran the thin, flexible tip up the inside of Sara's leg gently, prompting her to spread her feet, then knees, then thighs a little further apart while leaning forward - leaning away from the coldness on her hot skin. Tessa noticed how wet that skin had become, either from sweat or maybe something else. She brought the switch down. She whipped it full across both Sara's tight cheeks. She brought it down far enough over that the thicker portion of this baton switch seared into Sara's bottom flesh. This was more cane than switch, but Miss Tessa hadn't put much force into it.
Sara swooned and gripped the chair legs with white knuckles just as the woman flicked the thin tip with her wrist right into the crack of her little behind. It sent shockwaves all the way down her bare left leg (and other places). Tessa followed this with a slightly harder tap that wrapped that evilly seductive tip just under and around Sara's outer (right) buttock. She had kicked her leg at that last one. This stroke elicited a guttural scream. Miss Tessa took a minute to step behind her pupil and massage away a little of the sting from her soft, slick skin. Sara shuddered and moaned slightly at this bit of relief, clutching at the chair legs for dear life. A gasp wracked her frame as a soft finger tip edged the stripe on her thigh. She wailed and hung down fully over the chair, and her sopping sex was exposed fully to Tessa's touch. No wonder she had so many repeat customers! Miss Tessa whispered softly for a moment as Sara rocked from side to side - shifting her weight from one leg to the other and back again. They rubbed together and jerked apart again and again - stiffening, then falling slack.
"Shh, only two more dear. You're almost done, and I'll finish fast for you. Now lean as far over as you can and get a good grip on those chair legs."
Miss Tessa took two quick steps to the side and whipped the switchy end hard once against each calf just as Sara leaned forward. Sara caught her gasp in her throat and danced a quick two step, toes barely touching the ground. Tessa wrapped her arm under her new friend and lugged her to the couch. The girl slid down gratefully, bottom up, into its soft cushions while Tessa gently covered her with a light blanket. The heat between her legs left Sara not entirely uncomfortable. She drifted to sleep while Miss Tessa sat beside her in the crook of her leg and slowly rubbed her back. The woman went to Sara's room and found some suitable panties and a pair of slick basketball shorts. These were folded and laid at the head of the couch along with a clean, dry shirt. Finally, Miss Tessa woke the sleeping Sara, and she gratefully dressed with the fresh clothes lain beside her. Miss Tessa smiled and handed Sara the children's book.
"I trust you will practice this a little each night AFTER you've finished your homework and read any assigned pages for school. It will be the end-cap of your studies each night as you keep up on classes. That way, you will not fall behind and wait until the last minute. I expect a good report and to be impressed by your new reading next time I check up on you. When I see you've mastered this book, and if you keep your classes in line, I will present you with the next book." She slid a phonics book partially out of her great, white handbag and quickly pressed it back inside.
"Yes, Mrs Jennings. So, your daughter had some things to say after her appointment.... and are you satisfied with the results.... umm hmm...we do aim to please Mrs Jennings....and remember, the service of Silver Learning Centers is guaranteed. We've had such demand for Miss Tessa's special branch that we may need her to train a new recruit. Yep, TRAIN ! Ha ha, she'll be by next week, and she DOES do regular check-ins as part of the original fee......... "
