"First thing first, you were probably told that you should try to kick the groin if attacked by a boy, and being girls yourselves you know that a girl's face is her weakness. You should also know that kicking a boy's family jewels or scratching a girl's face is easier said than done. You should be as close as possible for the best results because you might not have a second chance."
"You raise your hands as if to protect yourself. It is meant for your opponent to feel safe enough to come closer. You may add a few pleas like, please don't hurt me. When close enough, you uppercut punch his/her chin, and at the same time use your knee if a boy. If a girl you crush her toes with your heel. Next you double punch his/her nose, so has to try to break it. Nicki will show you the uppercut and how to punch with your whole body's weight behind you."
We practiced with her and Nicki. She also promised regular training, and to show us a few more moves. Then she helped us with our homework.
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Ten days or so later, Alicia invited us for lunch. We were looking forward to that as we know how she is a great cook, because of the lovely cakes she brings to our afternoon homework sessions with Miss McFearsome.
For a starter she had prepared salmon mousse on slices of cucumber, and for the main it was salmon Wellington with creamy spinach in a golden crispy pastry. Next was warm goat cheese with curly salad and walnuts. For dessert it was orange sorbet with Cointreau. All of this was accompanied by a chilled white Burgundy.
It was superb and we applauded. She thanked us for our compliments, and blushed as she said that she has a confession to make. We teased her. "You bought it all from the next door restaurant!"
"No, no! I made it all myself. I'll give you the recipes."
After coffee she said that she has to confess "I have been a naughty girl, I have again overdrawn my account and the cash machine swallowed my card. Pop and Mom again had to help me. They didn't mind, but I feel guilty. I deserve to be punished."
Nicki offered an oh! and I echoed with an ah! Miss McFire nodded with, "I agree, and how should you be punished."
"I must be caned."
"I haven't brought my cane."
"I bought one on Internet."
"Very well, take off your skirt and knickers, and bring that cane."
She came back red face and bare from her navel to her socks. She had her left hand in front of her curls, and that cane in the right one.
This time Nicki said Ah! and I echoed with a louder Oh!
She gave that cane to Miss McFearsome, and her right hand joined the left one in front of her fuzzy peach.
Miss McFire flexed that cane and had it whistling. "Not bad for an Internet cane, my girl you are going to have a very stingy bum. Bend over that table."
Nicki and I had returned to sit at the dinning room table after having helped clear it. We had front row seats with a full view of her pudgy alabaster white botty. We saw how she shyly kept her legs tightly closed.
Miss announced. "You will receive six strokes. Each time you break your position or rub without permission you will be given an extra stroke."
THWACK!
"OH! AH! OUCH!"
Miss McF waited a few seconds before applying the next stroke, and the mark left by the first one vividly reddened.
THWACK!
"OUCH! OUCH!"
That second stroke was neatly paralleled below the first one which was now purple.
THWACK!
"OH! AH! OUCH!"
She lost all modesty with that one and pedaled her legs. She revealed her apricot's peat nestled in the middle of her blonde curls.
THWACK!
"AIE! AIE! AIE!"
She shamelessly wriggled her bare bum for the last two strokes.
She had taken her punishment without interfering, and barely sniffled. Miss McFearsome told her to stand in the corner. "Keep your hands atop your head, feel those fiery stripes throbbing across your bum. Let that be a lesson."
She added. "If I ever have to repeat that, it will be an additional stroke for each occasion."
Sophie
To be continued...
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