Sunday, February 5, 2023

Prügeldorf part 6

I followed the Discipline Inspector into the "Punishment Room". There was a large desk, with a tall office chair, a settee, a pair of comfy chairs, and an adjustable trestle by the window. "Drop you switches on my desk and stand at attention."

 

I demurely stood in front her desk as she lectured me, "The poor maintenance of your lawn shows a tendency to procrastination and slovenliness, and not to forget the eleven pounds you had to shed. I am guessing that on numerous occasions you left dirty dishes in the sink till morning, and always postponed the weekly vacuuming. Waited till running out of clean knickers to do the wash. Kept buckets of ice cream in the fridge..."

 

I shamefully bowed my head with a guilty blush, as she was right about my lazy procrastination and the ice cream.

 

"I am going to try to cure you of such laziness. Take off your skirt and knickers, and bend over that trestle."

 

She adjusted the height of that trestle for me to be on tiptoes with my derriere well presented. Through the window, I saw a girl from the dance club walking up the short path of the Correction Center. I felt a warm blush as I realized that I could be seen by all passersby. I had no choice. I had to open my legs to keep my balance, and blushed the more.

 She tested the three switches I had cut. They menacingly whistled through the air. I shuddered. Suddenly, after another hissing shrill, I felt a streak of fire bisecting my butt! I stomped my feet for each of the following fiery strokes. The first six were well spaced out, and I just about could feel each of them.

 

"OH! AH! OUCH!"

 

The next six ignited my whole derriere. 

 

"OH! ARGH! OUCH!"

 

"Since it was your roommate who actually mowed the lawn, you will receive two more strokes."

 

"AIE! AIE! OUCH! OUCH!"

It wasn't like the belt or strap, there was no thud. I understood that I wouldn't be sore, but it wasn't a blessing. My bum was a blazing inferno. I desperately wanted to rub my fiercely stinging derriere, but my lesson wasn't over.

"And for everyone to see that you were punished, you will receive four more strokes across your thighs." Those were the worse, and they had me dancing on my toes. I felt each of them and almost forgot my burning butt.

 "OH! AH! ARGH! AIE! AIE! OUCH! OUCH!"

"Stand by the window with your hands on top of your head!"

With my bare throbbing bottom, and red face from the shame of standing as a naughty punished girl in the window of the Correction Center, I mused that I have deserved that punishment for my lazy procrastination. I promised myself to mend my ways.

Tomorrow we will be going home with well-decorated thighs and derrieres.

Next morning was the day to return to 'reality'. I had lost my extra weight, and all the exercising had made my breasts perk up. I was quite proud to again look as if I was still eighteen.

 

Cathy finally got B's and a few A's for her final tests. She will for sure ace that promotion exam at her bank.

 

We recovered our civilian clothes in the changing rooms by the gate. "Who's idea was it to have us wearing miniskirts?"

"It was you!"

"It sure wasn't!"

"We actually didn't give it a thought."

"Twirl around so I can have a look."

"Whoa ! That switching shows!"

"You twirl around as well."

"There's no doubt that you were also switched!"

"What will the neighbors be thinking?!"

"That we went back home, and our daddies whipped us for having misbehaved."

"Aren't we too old to be whipped by our fathers?"

"Knowing my Pop, I wouldn't bet on that!"

 

No one in the underground parking, no one in the stairs up to the lobby, so far so good. Very slowly we opened our mailbox, it squeaked!

"Miss Justine, Miss Cathy?"

Mr and Mrs Busybody, the caretakers of the building, stepped out of their ground-floor apartment. "There' are a couple of parcels we signed for you."

While they returned inside their abode to get our parcels, we overheard. "Have you seen their thighs?"

"Sure did! Their fathers finally whipped them!"

"Well deserved if you ask me..."

 

To grab our parcels we had to bend down and felt how our minis seemed to never stop riding up. We had no doubt that we were blushing redder and redder in the process. When we had finally grabbed our parcels, we knew that we had showed our knickers, and more to Mr and Mrs Busybody. He was rubicund!

 

As we were clumsily trying to pull our skirts down while holding our parcels, the two good-looking guys from the third and fourth floors appeared. We blushed crimson! They had appeared at the wrong time, or should that be considered as the best of time? They had huge grins. We had no doubt that they had enjoyed our upskirt show. We shyly smiled.

 

The Busybody's door was closed on a few more comments, "Do you think their dads whipped them on the bare?

"Probably. They are big girls, no use whipping them on their knickers.

 

We took the old elevator, and as we went up, we felt how the guys were trying to look under our minis through the metallic accordion door.

 

Justine and Cathy

 

To be continued...

 

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Saturday, February 4, 2023

French Drawings

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Friday, February 3, 2023

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Thursday, February 2, 2023

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Sunday, January 29, 2023

Prügeldorf part 5

As I approached our bungalow, I heard a concert of lawnmowers. It seemed like the whole neighborhood had decided to mow their lawn. More surprising was to see quite a few girls wearing the same skimpy red bikinis bottom barely hiding their vividly streaked bum, while pushing their lawnmowers with a shared purpose.
 
Before joining her roommate, Julianne, who was riding with me, shouted over the dozen of roaring lawnmowers. "There must have been a raid from gardening inspectors!"
 
Then I saw Cathy with the same bikini plus decorated bum and thighs. I shouted. 'What happened?" She didn't hear me. I waved and again shouted.
 
Suddenly, all the lawnmowers of the neighborhood stopped. I guessed that all the gardeners were telling their roommates what happened. Cathy told. "I had done my homework, and was blissfully dozing off on a towel in our yard when a Discipline Inspector barked. "Report Card, please."
 
I, of course, didn't ask why! She read it with a frown. "I see that you had two F!" I didn't argue. "Take off your shorts and knickers." I was hesitant to be mooning the whole neighborhood. She barked. "Now!" While I slowly stripped I saw that Sally, our neighbor, was bare butt bending other her garden table."
 
"I was soon in the same position, and I got a switching. I never had a switching before, boy did it sting! One done, I danced on the spot rubbing my bum and thighs, and didn't care that I was starkers from the waist down. I saw that Anna across the alley was doing the same dance. By the way, she's shaved and looks real cute! Anyway, I was told that our garden was poorly maintained. I again didn't argue! She gave me that red bikini as well as a Punishment Slip for you to report at the Correction Center."
 
I told her to have a long soak and that I would finish mowing our lawn. All the lawnmowers of the neighborhood again roared.
 
Later I gave her a rub with a lotion for sunburn. The pharmacist had told us that it is a Prügeldorf regulation not to issue after spanking balm for us naughty girls.
 
I gave her a different rub after dinner, and we slept well...
 
./.

 

Next morning I was up early and ironed my cheerleader uniform. I also cleaned and refreshed my white and red trimmed sports shoes. I want to be impeccable when I present myself with my Punishment Slip at the Correction Center.

 

I wasn't late when I parked my bike under the bike-shed on the Old Whipping Post Lane. There was no whipping post, but there was a small cottage. Above the entrance, a sign read, "Prügeldorf Correction Center". While tugging down my shortish cheerleader skirt, I mused that translated into English, it would read Spankville Correction Center. With butterflies in my tummy, I slowly climbed the few steps leading to the entrance.

 

I couldn't help my curiosity, and glanced at the windows on each side of the door with the elaborate knocker. There were no curtains and through the one on the right, I saw a girl wearing the sports skirt of the rowing club. She had grabbed her ankles and presented her bare bottom for correction with her skirt pulled up and white knickers lowered down to her knees.

 

The window on the left offered a different show. There was one of our neighbors facing the wall with her hands atop her head. Her pleated skirt was rolled up, and she was exposing her regulation white knickers.

 

I pushed the door. I already knew that I had to enter the room on the left. A matron was sitting on a swirly office chair behind a large desk. Red face, I politely introduced myself. "Good morning Ma'am, my name is Justine, and I was given a Punishment Slip. "Morning, young lady. I am afraid it won't be such a great morning for you. Take that knife, cut three switches from the hazel tree in the front lawn, and report back."

 

There was indeed a hazel tree on the left side of the front lawn, and a mean wind! With the street a few yards away on the other side of the low fence, I tried my best to keep my skirt down, but I eventually needed both my hands to cut the switches. That nasty wind blew my skirt up, exposing my knickers to everyone around.

 

I could feel quite a glow on my way back to the Correction Center, but it didn't compare with the one of the girl from the rowing club who stepped out with both her hands up under her skirt frantically rubbing her well reddened bum. She didn't stop rubbing, although a few passersby were laughing.

 

Back inside, I saw that Maggy, our neighbor, was next. We exchanged encouraging smiles. I was offered a stool and a bin, "If you care for your bottom, you best clean these switches as best as you can." I did, and when I was done, I had to stand in front of the wall with my hands atop my head and my skirt rolled up to expose my knickers.

 

A few long minutes later a booming voice from behind me ordered, "Come with me girl, I am going to teach you a lesson you will remember for some time..." I dropped my hands, and turned around to discover another matronly matron. "Don't forget your switches!"

 

Justine and Cathy

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Saturday, January 28, 2023

Silent movies

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