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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