O and P spanking stories: April 2025

His name is Ian, and he took me to a French bistro restaurant. He convinced me to have frog legs, "Or I will have to raise your miniskirt to give you a fessée !" I laughed and winked. He hadn't missed that I was wearing a daring swirly miniskirt. I felt great with having lost a few more pounds.

"Why did you choose the Westgate gym's discipline program ?"

"When a schoolgirl Daddy spanked me when he wasn't pleased with my grades. As I grew older he used his belt, and he continued when I was in university. Quite a few times when my dress flew my classmates saw that I was still disciplined as a schoolgirl. It was very embarrassing, but I never resented the belting he gave me, he was very fair, I did deserve them. I graduated top of my class, and I have a super job."

His eyes were sparkling!

"At the gym, I figured that the discipline program would be an incentive, as the stingy spankings and belting Daddy gave me. I also felt guilty for having put such extra weight, and lacking self discipline. On my initial interview Miss Fritton told me to repeat, "I deserve to be disciplined, Miss." I was punished, and it was well deserved. When back home I emptied the ice cream bucket in the loo."

Then he told me how he originally graduated as an engineer. He made money with the Tour de France, "It was great, and exhausting ! I no longer race. I bought the shop, and I fine tune the champions' bikes. So I still follow the Tour, in a more relaxed way."

"He drove me back. He gave me a gentleman's peck on the cheek. I was on a little cloud as I went to bed."

Next day I told Chrissy about my "catch", and she couldn't help repeat, "You went to the bike shop with your gym skirt, and you've bent down with your legs straight to show him the problem with your bike !"

"After the strapping Miss Fritton had given us my bum was still tingling, or maybe it was his gaze!"

"His eyes must have popped out of his head !"

I giggled.

She was a great friend, and invited us for dinner. It isn't easy for a proper young lady to invite a "new boyfriend" till having touched first base, or a few bases !

"Lets say Saturday."

"Great ! Thanks, I'll prepare the starter."

Harry challenged, "Mandatory miniskirts !"

Then it was Friday morning. I still had seven pounds to shed, my thighs still got a lick of the belt, my bum on the other hand had a good taste of it. She seemed to be more severe as the number of strokes became less. On the way to the gym, I rubbed my thighs with one hand and my bottom with the other.

Miss Assistant coach paired Chrissy, and me on a double gym machine with plenty of pulleys and weights. We couldn't help whispering, and we slacked. She warned us, "Its a thighs whipping for both of you if I catch you again !"

We had heard of the famous thighs whipping, but we had never seen it done. We tried to be more discreet as we continued whispering. Miss Assistant coach caught us!

"Its a thighs whipping for the two of you, four strokes."

She took the whip out of the gym's implements cupboard. It scared us, it was a thin single tail whip made of leather with a short handle. She told us to sit side by side on leg up benches.

Each time we brought our legs up she whipped the front of our thighs, "Ouch!" It was fiercely stingy. After two strokes we promised to be the best behaved girls of the gym. She didn't spare us, we got our four licks. The front of our thighs were glowing with precisely spaced crimson welts.

Saturday morning after having prepared my frog legs stater, it was time to choose a miniskirt. It was no surprise that all my minis showed a few of the welts decorating my thighs. Surprisingly they had already started to fade. I guessed it was a case of more hype than bite.

I counted them in front of a tall mirror. I was showing either one or two stripes. I mused, "If I show less than Chrissy I'll be a "chicken" I can't have that. I kept that mini.

I rang, Chrissy opened, she was wearing a mini as short as mine. She led the way to the kitchen, she was curious of my starter. With a teasing smile I answered, "Its a surprise, I have checked with Harry, and he approved it." The surprise starter remained covered.

She had me stand on a stepper, and counted the stripes I was showing. "Hum, one or two, naughty girl!" I had her stand on the same stepper, and also counted one or two stripes. "Naughty girl yourself!"

Then I overheard Harry welcoming Ian, and I tugged my mini as far down as it would go. Chrissy laughed,

"After having showed him your knickers you're turning prude!"

Having said that she pushed me into her living-room. I again pulled on my mini as I saw Ian. She laughed, "May I introduce my accomplice !"

She also pushed me in the sofa next to Ian.

Harry had fun telling the story, "Those young ladies were punished for whispering and slacking. They were warned, and persisted."

I didn't blush for long, Chrissy called dinner, "Whats the surprise ?"

"Frog legs with garlic butter and parsley !"

Harry laughed when he saw Chrissy’s face, and turned to Ian, “Tell us what you told Janet if she didn't have frog legs at that restaurant."

"I told her that I would raise her skirt and give her a fessée."

Harry turned to Chrissy and added, "And for you it would be a fessée cul nu devant tout le monde !"

For a second I imagined Harry lowering Chrissy's knickers in front of us...

He also translated, "A bare ass spanking in front of everyone !"

Ian mentioned, "Janet did have them, and enjoyed them !"

Chrissy blushed, "OK! I'll try them !"

Fifteen minutes later she smiled, "That was great !"

After dinner Ian walked me back home. We made a detour to watch the stars. We sat on a bench in the small woods behind the neighbor's house. We touched first, second base and third base. I felt like a schoolgirl as his hand caressed my thighs...

Janet

To be continued...

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