O and P spanking stories

Friday, June 26, 2026

Oaks and Pines - Free Online School Role-play

(Adults only)

At Oaks and Pines, the girls are schooled in Switzerland, with a rigorous routine of classes, homework, and old fashioned discipline.

Oaks and Pines prides itself with its 'family' atmosphere.

Parents send their daughters to O&P to ensure the best results, and the girls are strictly kept to their lessons, the Principal and Tutors do see to that !

The school is located on the shore of Lake Geneva, near Montreux, in the shadow of the majestic Alps. An 18th century castle- set in a large arboreal park - serves to house the school. Schoolrooms, tutors' studies and apartments, Library, Dining Room and other facilities are located on the ground floor. On the first floor, each girl is provided with a comfortable individual room. It is to be noted that the girls’ rooms have no doors, which is a considerable aid to keeping mischief in check.

Mischief happens, it would be irresponsible to pretend otherwise. Fortunately the school's superbly trained and dedicated faculty is quite prepared to address any infractions that may occur. It sometimes happens that the only way to get a pupil's undivided attention is to put her over one's knees and warm her backside. In serious cases sterner discipline may be required, and use of the cane is not unheard of.

THE GAME

In our role-play game you enter the world of your fantasy, playing the part of a high school aged girl. Design your character, give her a name and invent her family and schooling history. Tell us about her previous experience with corporal punishment (and what your expectations are in that area)

If you are interested in joining our role-play game, as a pupil or teacher we invite to visit our Oaks and Pines website at : https://oaks-and-pines.com/ and prepare a profile – introduction of your role-play character to be send to : oaksandpines@hotmail.com

With submitting this application you are representing that you are over the age of 21 years. Should the owner or moderators feel that you have misrepresented your age you shall be unsubscribed.

O&P

Please click our crest to visit our website...

Sunday, June 21, 2026

Indiana part 8

Back at the ranch, I did my part of the chores in the stables. I love horses, but working for them isn't only about riding and grooming, there's also unpleasant tasks...

I did my homework, and mused that I had never done it with such zeal. I imagine Adrien, my big brother, grinning, "Traditional incentives are working!" I had to admit it, I was well encouraged by the sight of my derriere so slowly recovering its peachy color.

Dinner in the large dinning room of the ranch with real wood furniture, nothing from Walmart, was great. Who says only the French know how to cook! Everyone was chatting about their day, and there was no mention of my first taste of the paddle.

Later in bed, my hands and fingers wandered as I remembered Kevin's caress having reached under my skirt. True that he hadn't ventured very far, but he had made me shiver... ahhhh... After that I slept well!

Then it was Saturday! I skipped wearing a bra and tied my shirt under my breast. Whoa! I am more and more a naughty American girl...

Annabelle warned. "You best wear a bra, you don't want Mom to again tan your butt..."

I did wear a bra, and she gave me her shortest shorts and teased. "You got your butt tanned!"

I blushed, and ran to the bathroom to have a look. I couldn't see any telltale redness, and shrugged. Tough!

We drove to the race track, which wasn't more than an abandoned road outside the village. Our boyfriends were waiting for us with their hot-rods. Jennifer was looking under the hood of her old Mustang.

What for, we would never know, but her boyfriend came running, we couldn't help giggling. She's got that one well wrapped around her little finger.

Kevin gave me a closed lips peck, then he raced his rot-rod and won a hand full of bets. He had a hand around my back as if to tell his friends, Frenchy is mine!

I overheard one of his friends warning him that French girls are too hot to handle.

I had a toothy grin, and arched my back to push my breasts out. Kevin had a big smile, and invited me aboard his hot-rod for a drive. I got a big wink from Annabelle.

He had the engine roaring, and told that we would driving to a nice spot with view. "Its a pond with a waterfall, we could have a swim..."

I objected; "I don't have a swimsuit!"

He laughed. "I don't mind!"

I also laughed.

It was a lovely place, but we weren't alone, skinny dipping was obviously out of the question. I felt his hands on my thighs and cupping my breast. I got lost in his blue eyes, and didn't protest! I got another kiss, I opened my lips, he was the winter that defeated Napoleon, and I let him invade me. Lost in his kiss, I suddenly felt the back of the double front seat slowly reclining, and he was opening my shorts.

"Naughty boy!"

I unbuttoned his jeans, and he echoed with. "Naughty girl!"

One thing let to another, and I offered Kevin a satisfying concert of whee and ahh! He drove me back to our usual diner, and deep inside I was still feeling warm.

Then I returned to the ranch with Annabelle. "You look like you burned all the bases!"

I must have again blushed because she asked. "You got drilled ?"

"Drilled !? Nope, he wasn't my first, and you ?"

"Samo, Harry wasn't the one who plucked my cherry."

Louise

To be continued...

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