Friday, December 31, 2021

No smoking part 2

 

 




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Thursday, December 30, 2021

No smoking part 1

 




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Sunday, December 26, 2021

1965 - part 3

We cheered Freddy and Eddy and they won. Maggie got a sweaty and for sure smelly peck on each cheeks. I only got a sweaty hand from Eddy, but he added his winning smile. A few minutes later the boys looked much better with their team's blazers They invited us for tall glasses of Coca Cola at their Football Club's coffee shop. I was told that their college shares the same cafeteria with our school, and I had a date for lunch tomorrow. They had Vespas and they towed us back home. I got a peck on each cheeks, and was on a little cloud. He was a real gentleman, and hadn't said a thing for my reddened thighs.
 
That night in bed as I drifted off to sleep my thoughts went back on that long day with many highs and a big low. I had enjoyed my new bike and met Eddy. Although I got my first spanking I also understood that Aunt Dotty and Uncle Ed do care for me with having bought me that superb bike.
 
I mused, "You have to admit that you did deserve that fessée for having lied as a silly little girl .... but I am eighteen and girls my age don't get spanked .... but they do and you know it .... and in France as well .... its only your parents who don't."
 
Next morning was back to school day. We had donned our uniforms with red kilts. Maggie had tied her hair as Mary Ann in Gilligan's Islands. Last night we of course hadn't missed the latest episode on the telly. They had those fun American shows that we didn't have in France.
 
Our long legs with knee high socks pedaled towards Saint Mary of Colchester with girls dressed with green, blue and red kilts. Maggie explained that green kilts are O-levels, and blue ones are 6th formers. "With our red kilts we are the A-levels, la creme de la creme !" She had said that in French and her accent was fair.
 

Two girls with red kilts were after each other.
"You're a bitch! Ricky is mine! Bitch! Bitch!"
"You're a daddy's girl! You didn't deserve him! Daddy's girl! Daddy's girl!"
I was told that the one called a bitch is Bella and daddy's girl is Daniella.
 
As A-levels we were welcomed by Miss Principal and the two feuding girls were suddenly quiet. I guessed that one doesn't mess with the principal who was actually a Sister dressed in semi-civies. We were only a dozen girls preparing the A-levels and were told that we would have our own classroom.
 
A severe looking teacher replaced Miss Principal, "I am Miss Jones, your professor of English literature. You are going to take a quiz for me to evaluate your level." It wasn't an easy quiz for me, and I was nervous.
 
While she corrected our quiz the two feuding girls were back at their feud. Daniella had dipped a small plastic ruler into her inkwell and splashed the face of Bella with blue ink. Bella shrieked, "Bitch!" They were about to pull each others hairs when Miss Jones grabbed the ear of Daniella, the ink splashier, easily identified with ink on her fingers.
 
She had no choice, she had to follow her ear and was pulled in front of the classroom. Miss Jones still holding Daniella's ear dragged her chair in front of her desk, and sat before bending the girl over her knees. There was a few ohs and ahs as it was now obvious that she was going to be spanked. The question was how, skirt down or up. More ohs and ahs followed as her skirt was raised to reveal a pair of schoolgirl knickers which didn't match the spunky eighteen year old character.
 
When her knickers where pulled down to her knees to expose her bare bottom Daniella blushed crimson. The louder ohs and ahs were mixed with shuffling from the girls who wanted a better vantage point. Miss Jones gave her quite a spanking.
 SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"Argh! Ouch!"
She pedaled her legs and the tap tap from her shoes echoed more smacks.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"You probably have ruined her blouse!"
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK
"Ouch! Ouch! She's a bitch, she pinched my boyfriend!"
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"Watch your language!"
She spanked her thighs for that outburst.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! 
"I am sorry Miss ! Oh! Ouch! Ouch!"
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
She pedaled the more.
I remembered uncle Ed having smacked my thighs and knew how stingy it was.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"Please Miss! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"Ouch! Sniff... Sniff... Ouch! Ouch! Sniff... Sniff..."
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK
 
She was helped up, "Don't rub or I'll start again! Stand next to the black board exposing your red bottom to the class!"
"Bella! Come here!"
"Huh? Miss..."
"If I have to get you, I'll use my paddle!"
She was soon over the knees of Miss Jones with her skirt up and knickers down. She got a very severe spanking. Then she joined Daniella who's knickers had fallen on her ankles. I felt sorry for both of them, and prayed to never be spanked in front of my classmates!
 
She finished correcting our quiz. "Béatrice, only a C, but still a fair knowledge of our major authors considering that you are French."
 
Béatrice and Maggie
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Saturday, December 25, 2021

Merry Christmas !

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Friday, December 24, 2021

That skirt is too short ! (part 2/2)








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Thursday, December 23, 2021

That skirt is too short ! (part 1/2)

 


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Sunday, December 19, 2021

1965, part 2

 It was Sunday, and I woke up remembering having dreamed of being spanked as Maggie. I dismissed that bad dream. "You will be a good girl, and you wont be spanked." I nonetheless felt jittery.
 
We were together in the bathroom, I was wearing my nightshirt, and Maggie was naked as the day she was born. I was surprised, but she wasn't the least embarrassed. I could see fading reddish oval shapes decorating her derriere. Her mother's wooden spoon had left its mark.
 
From downstairs we heard the stern voice of her father, "We are going to church and I don't want to be late!"
 
Maggie gave me a pink dress matching hers, "We'll look like sisters!" I slipped it on and blushed, "Oh! Its so short!"
 
She mischievously laughed and teased. "You will have to be careful not to show your knickers or Mum will smack your thighs!"
 
Breakfast was very British with eggs and bacon. I enjoyed it very much. Then we sat in the back of the family's Austin-Morris 1100. 
 

 Church wasn't far, but it seemed like every family had driven there.
 
The wicker chairs of the church weren't too soft for my bare thighs. Maggie waved for a tall boy, and whispered, "Its Freddy, my boyfriend."
I whispered back, "And who's with him?"
"That's his friend Eddy."
Just then Eddy waved for me with a smile. I returned his smile and he grinned the more.
 
After church it was barbecue in the garden behind their house with the neighbors and their two young pimpled face boys. I would have preferred Eddy! Maggie's father had grilled a first serving of lamb chops and sausages on the barbecue. Her mother had brought a huge mixed salad. Maggie and I, the young ladies of the house, were asked to help. Maggie got the lamb chops and I was to get the sausages.
 
I tripped on the boys' mutt and four sausages rolled down the plate. As discreetly as I could I pushed them away under a bush with the tip of my Mary-Jane. When back at the table Maggie's mother noticed that a few sausages were missing and asked me if I had left them behind for cooking a few more minutes.
 
I lied, "Sorry Aunt Dotty, they... they had burned..." I chided myself for having stammered as I said that. Just then that furry sausage on legs pulled out from the shrubs a sausage without fur or legs. The missing sausages were soon accounted for and Uncle Edward scolded me in front of everyone.
 
"You were clumsy, and there is nothing wrong with that, accidents will happen. Then you tried to hide your clumsiness and that was wrong, but the real issue we need to discuss is lying about it. I blushed and those two pimpled face boys had smirks as if they knew what was going to happen.
 
As powerful as a Siberian tiger Maggie's father pulled me into the house, draped me over his knees, and raised my skirt. I was to receive my first spanking. Then he lowered my knickers and I must have blushed crimson. It was going to be la fessée cul nu as a little girl.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"Oh! Ah! Ouch! I am very sorry Sir!"
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"Oh! Argh! Ouch! Ouch! Please Sir!"
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"Next time you're lying its the cane!"
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"Aie! Aie! Aie! Aie! Sniff... Sniff...
 My bottom was burning, I was shamefully pedaling my legs.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"I will never lie again! Sniff... Sniff... Sniff...
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"Please Sir... Sniff... I am very very sorry... Sniff... Sniff... Sniff..."
 
He helped me up and my hands flew under my skirt while I danced on the spot with my knickers falling down my legs.
"I didn't allow you to rub your bottom!'"
He pulled me back over his knees and this time he also smacked my thighs.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"Aie! Aie! Aie! Aie! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"
He again helped me up.
"Sniff... Sniff... Sniff... Sniff..."
 
I resisted the urge to rub my throbbing bum and thighs, and very carefully pulled up my knickers. I also wiped my eyes with my hankie to dry the last of my tears. At eighteen I had received a bare bottom spanking.
 
From the garden Aunt Dotty called, "Béa please bring the fruit salad, its in the fridge."
 
Red face I returned to the garden with the bowl of fruit salad, and felt my short dress rubbing my incandescent thighs. There was no doubt that everyone had heard my spanking. I hoped that those little boys hadn't seen me pedaling my legs. I felt the hot flush of a shameful blush, and blinked my eyes to avoid more tears.
 
After lunch and having helped Maggie do the dishes I wanted to hide in my room and wallow in misery. At eighteen I had received la fessée cul nu comme une petite fille, but my new sister wouldn't have any of that.
 
"We are going to the sports field, we are going to cheer Freddy and Eddy having a game of football."
 
"I am too ashamed, with those two pimpled face boys the whole neighborhood must already know that the French girl was spanked!"
 
"Don't be silly! You aren't the only girl to have been spanked in the neighborhood. C'est la vie!"
 
There was no escaping dear Maggie, and meeting Eddy was tempting. She led me to the garage and showed me a great bike with at least 10 speeds, "Pop bought it for you a few days ago."
 
Béatrice and Maggie
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