O and P spanking stories: Jaywalking

Sunday, October 5, 2025

Jaywalking

We were late! We were going to miss the tram... I was running ahead of Agatha with my Online Academy skirt flying high. If I had any doubts about what I was showing, the few teen boys happily whistling dispelled them.

FWEEEET!

It wasn't one of these boys, it was an electric whistle used by Municipal Police officers.

"Stop right there young lady!"

There was no escape, another one was across the street! The one behind me had caught my ear, and pulled it as if I was a schoolgirl. In fact with my Online Academy mini skirt, and white socks I didn't look older than a 6th former.

Agatha had stopped in her tracks, before setting a toe beyond the sidewalk, she was safe from the matronly lady, who was indeed a Municipal Police officer with a big voice to match.

"Jaywalking! Let me have your student ID card! I am going to send your parents your well deserved fine. It will for sure cost you your weekly pocket money."

Argh! I no longer had a student ID card ... giving my regular ID card will reveal my age... Argh! Too embarrassing !

"Please don't, I'll pay the fine."

"It doesn't work that way!"

"Please!"

"A fine sent to your parents or a spanking, right here and now!"

"Huh!"

"Municipal Police prerogative number OTK12-OTB, on the spot spanking of recalcitrant minors, or taken to the nearby station for sterner measures..."

"Agh!

I had of course heard about that well advertised new policy...

"What will it be?"

Blushing crimson I stammered. "A... a... span... spank... ing."

"Very well, lets go!"

She hadn't let go of my ear, and led me to her cubicle by the bus stop. There were people waiting, and I felt a burning blush as I followed my ear. Her cubicle wasn't too private, but she had closed the door. It wasn't much of a relief as it was partly glazed. She let go of my ear after having draped me over her wide lap. She grabbed on of my arms behind my back, and raised my mini skirt.

"Oh!"

"Although it would be well deserved, I am not allowed to give you a bare bottom spanking out of the station, but your knickers won't protect you!"

Having said that she firmly pulled them in to my crack.

"Humph!"

And my bum did feel quite vulnerable.

Next was a concerto of SMACK and OUCH which couldn't be missed by the good people waiting at the bus stop.

She alternated between my bum and thighs, and I sang even louder when she smacked them.

She eventually stood me up, and I danced on the spot with both hands up under my mini to rub my incandescent derriere. Although the passersby couldn't see my hands rubbing my incandescent derriere and adjusting my knickers, they couldn't miss my well spanked naughty girl dance thanks to the partly glazed cubicle.

"Now, that's what I call a good spanking!"

I pulled my Online Academy skirt as far down as it would go, and felt quite self conscious that it couldn't possibly cover my burning thighs. I acutely felt like a schoolgirl who has just received a severe spanking.

I rejoined Agatha.

"You're ok?"

It was a silly question, but she had a kind concerned expression.

"No! I got a super spanking!"

"I heard..."

"My butt is on fire!"

We had missed the fast tram, and took the slow robotic bus. I was thankful to Agatha for offering me a seat! The plastic seat somewhat cooled my derriere, and I was relieved not be showing that I have received a spanking.

Agatha concluded, "We have to be real careful, its like we're again schoolgirls..."

"Ouch!"

Bridget and Agatha