With both hands on my shoulders, he twirled me on the spot before raising my miniskirt. "Naughty liar, that wasn't a little spanking! Who gave it to you?"
"The soccer coach."
"What did you do?"
"I kinda dribbled down one of the opposing team defenders."
"How rude! That must have been a penalty, and you were spanked for it."
"Yes."
"Well deserved! Was it a bare bottom spanking?"
"Huh..."
"Don't lie!"
Head down with my little girl voice, I whispered. "Yes."
"Hans told me that he gives a martinet whipping to Ingrid when she's spanked on the bare at the gym. It is an excellent rule, we are adopting it. Bring me the martinet."
I took the martinet from the peg behind the kitchen door and gave it to him with quite a blush.
"Take off your skirt and knickers, and bend over the dining room table."
I obeyed and stuck out my butt with a strange mixture of feelings.
I got twelve strokes, and my bum danced under the leather thongs. I stopped bawling when I felt his caressing hands before being deeply shagged. It was glorious and so juicy!
I prepared dinner with nothing more than a short white maid's apron, and it earned me a special after dinner dessert. Then Josh snored in front of the telly.
Next day, Ingrid raised my skirt by surprise, and laughed. "You got a martinet whipping!"
I blushed with a nod.
"Were you also shagged?"
"Yes!"
"Bent other the dining room table?"
"Yes!"
"And?"
"It was scrumptious!"
She laughed. We both laughed.
A few weeks later, the boys came to watch our game against the team of a neighboring village. We won, and we had a big picnic at our gym.
One of the new girls, Maria from Spain, asked about our red trimmed shorts. I had noticed her eyeing the faded martinet stripes across my thighs for having lied to Josh. Ingrid whispered. "Nothing like a pair of red nates to wake up the devil into a lazy hubby!"
A week later, we were entertaining Ingrid and Hans for lunch. She gave me a big box while announcing that we were going back to school for advanced French lessons. Josh had a big smile as he said that I am already registered. I pouted.
Ingrid dragged me into their bedroom. "You have to try your school uniform!"
With raised eyebrows, I chimed. "We have to wear a uniform?!"
"We don't, but I got us matching school like outfits."
"The boys will love them!"
"Ah!"
I opened the box and smiled. I changed, and she also donned her outfit. We looked like sisters. I giggled. "What happened if we have poor grades?"
"We get shagged!"
"Oh!"
"Deep shagging!"
"Ah! No spanking?"
She laughed. "We get spanked and shagged!"
I laughed, and we rejoined the boys in the lounge.
With his sternest voice, Josh warned. "You better pull up your socks, young lady! I will keep a close look at your report card!"
Hans echoed. "It will be the martinet for any grade below average!"
Then we sat on their knees. Josh soon had a hand under my mini, and I teased him with my best schoolgirl giggling act.
Debbie and Josh
The end, for now...
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