O and P spanking stories: 08/03/25

Sunday, August 3, 2025

Online Academy part 4

Monday morning, the Online Academy program which I now called BB or Big Brother, woke me up with my radio and, "Don't be late for work or else!"

I had to run to catch my usual 8:37 AM tram, and was quite self conscious of my pleated academy skirt flying around my bare legs. I missed it, and while waiting for the next one my cellphone buzzed. It was BB with a picture of me under the clock of the tram station with two messages. "10 smacks for having missed your tram, plus 10 more for not wearing your ankle socks."

I was told that the Online Academy program uses the cameras of a number of networks. I hadn't imagined it would be so effective. I had earned twenty more smacks. I now had 50 pending smacks. I wondered when my discipline inspector would be catching up with me.

I was late for work, the deputy supervisor frowned. Agatha wasn't late, and like a good girl she was wearing her white ankle socks. She also had the same idea as me with having skipped makeup, but she looked even younger with having tightly braided her hair. Although a year older than me at twenty-two, she was the perfect picture of a girl barely eighteen on her first job.

For a Monday it was an easy morning, the chatbots hadn't bugged, and only a few customers had stumped them. For lunch at the canteen, Agatha and I didn't attract more than a few comments from older female colleagues 'cool your pleated skirts'. I saw Agatha blushing for a dishy guy staring at her bare legs. I was jealous.

The afternoon as all afternoons was busier, as if people only get up after 2 PM. On the way back home I stopped at the nearby supermarket for some groceries. As soon as I was out of it my cellphone buzzed. I had a feeling like I knew why. I wasn't disappointed! "Two buckets of ice cream is one too many, 10 smacks."

I had just finished storing my tomatoes when the bell of my front door chimed. I opened and saw a tall well dressed middle aged gentleman with a discreet OA pin. It was obviously my disciplined inspector. "Good evening Bridget."

I shyly replied, "Good evening Sir"

I hadn't missed his attache case, and wondered what was in there while I led him inside my apartment.

"You have accumulated 60 smacks in your first two days, a poor start..."

"I am sorry Sir."

"Please allow me to visit your lovely home."

I followed him as he actually inspected my apartment.

"Hum... no dirty dishes in the kitchen sink, that is good."

I silently exhaled.

"Hum... the wash machine isn't full of dirty clothes, and the bed is made, but your shelves are dusty and you have a few dust bunnies, 10 more smacks for a grand total of seventy."

"I am very sorry Sir!"

"I know, and I am going to teach you the price of being lazy, and disobedient. Since you are under the strict disciplinary regime it will be my leather paddle instead of my hand.

While saying that he opened his attache case, and I also saw a wooden paddle and a belt. I started to feel butterflies dancing in my tummy.

He gently grabbed one of my wrists, and pulled me across his lap. He brought one of my arm behind my back, and I knew I wouldn't be escaping my punishment.

"Now you are going to feel the shame of having your skirt raised to expose your knickers..."

No doubt about that I did feel my cheeks glowing, and the more so as I realized how my girly Online Academy knickers were doing a poor job of covering my lower cheeks.

"You were told that you will be punished bare butt."

With the words 'bare butt', and feeling my knickers being slowly pulled down to reveal my fuzzy peach, I for sure blushed crimson.

"You are going to be spanked like a lazy disobedient little girl, but it will be a big girl spanking till your butt is on fire!"