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Saturday, October 2, 2021

An afternoon by the sea

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Thursday, September 30, 2021

Ballerina post script-um

When I did my Ballerina story I didn't have that gif, but its never too late to do things right.

Thanks to our friend Grumpy old fart.

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Sunday, September 26, 2021

Whippingham Fitness Camp part 4

We were surprised by the classroom; it was as Victorian as the mansion. There was an old blackboard, the kind used with chalk. The school desks were antique, with inkwells, and attached bench for two. The professor, Mr Muesli, had a small, yet noticeable beer belly which was amusing for a nutritionist. His desk was atop a platform, allowing him to monitor all of us.

He told us to be seated in silence. He insisted on the words, 'in silence'. We discovered that he has a falsetto voice. We giggled the more. He smacked his desk with some short rattan stick, and we calmed down.

We explored the inkwells while he started his class, they seemed empty.

"Adult active young women, as you need an average of 2400 calories which are to be provided by a proper balance of nutrients. He pointed his stick to call Annabelle. "Young lady, please tell us the basic food groups."

She stood to answer. "First one is pizza, the second is cheese for the pizza, the third is sausage for the pizza, and the fourth is more cheese and sausages."

We roared with laughter.

His voice hissed as a rattler about to strike. "Silence! Next impertinence, it’s a bare bottom spanking in front of the whole class!"

We calmed down, and he pointed his stick at Louise, who adeptly answered. "First one is about breads, cereals, rice, pasta. Second is vegetables and fruits. Third is dairy products. Fourth for meat, fish, poultry, eggs, and nuts."

He continued. "Your diet is to be balanced between those food groups, one serving of meat, two for dairy, and three servings of?"

He had pointed is chef like baton for me. A few girls from another dorm teasingly mimicked chickens. "Cot cot cot cot!" They were obviously implying that I must be a chicken. I sprang to my feet and chimed, "Three cans of beer!" They applauded, and I took a bow.

Mr. Muesli became purple and seemed to have smoke coming out of his nose and ears. He charged between our desks, and grabbed one of my ears. "Ouch!" He pulled me by my ear, as if I was a ten-year-old Victorian schoolgirl. I didn't have much of a choice. I followed my ear.

He had me climb on his platform. With his hand not holding my ear, he pulled his chair in front of his desk. Then he sat, and pulled me over his knees. I felt a hot flush as I blushed crimson, when he raised my skirt and lowered my knickers.

Then with his short rattan stick, he spanked my bare bottom in front of the whole class. I heard giggling and was quite mortified. I couldn't blush any redder than a tomato.

My feet stomped the platform as he whacked, striped, streaked and striated my bottom with his mini cane. It was a blazing inferno. I surrendered. "Oh! Ah! Ouch! Sniff, I am sorry Sir! Sniff, very sorry! Sniff."

He helped me stand with my knickers still at half mast. He rolled my skirt above my incandescent moon before ordering. "You will be summing up on the blackboard what I have been teaching."

I started with a pyramid for the number of servings per food groups and rubbed my throbbing derriere. There was more giggling, some whispered, none too discreetly. "She's rubbing her bum!"

He swiftly turned around and twice decorated my thighs with his short rattan stick. I danced and rubbed my legs as a punished schoolgirl.

The lesson was almost over when he allowed me to pull up my knickers and adjust my skirt. Still red face, I turned around to face the classroom. It seemed like I gave the signal for June to fire a splotch of ink onto the face of a giggler.

I had a huge smile and was real proud of my friend. She was also lucky not to have been caught in the act.

April and June

To be continued...

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Saturday, September 25, 2021

Entertaining the neighborhood

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Thursday, September 23, 2021

La fessée

C'est la fessée cul nu pour les vilaines filles !

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Sunday, September 19, 2021

Whippingham Fitness Camp part 3

After dinner, the girls of our dorm were real nice. They offered to rub our bums and thighs with a soothing balm. We blushed, and they laughed. "No need to be shy. "We've seen it all!"

Louise teased me. "You are indeed a real redhead!"

June was teased by Annabelle. "And you're a real blonde!"

Melissa imitated the voice of Miss Principal. "Take off your burumas!"

We eventually did, and they gently rubbed our sore bums and reddened thighs with their after spanking balm. Then they announced, "It's television time!" With our burumas back up, we followed them to a very large room with all sorts of fitness machines facing several huge television screens.

A coach approached us. "You are into modern dancing and have a few pounds to shed." We nodded. She obviously had a memo about us. She chose two different machines, pulled them side by side with our help, and told us to alternate every 20 minutes.

Later, our dorm sisters told us to take the two bathtubs of our attached bathroom. They had us soaking with Epsom salt. "It will help with your bruising." Next we slept like babies.

We were awakened by a nasty bell, and Louise told us. "Out of bed! Into your burumas, don't forget the ankle socks, you will be inspected!"

Annabelle mentioned. "The last one on the field will be spanked!"

Lucinda wickedly added. "Later, while we are running on the beach, there might be a few joggers. They love to watch girls with red butts!"

We jumped into our burumas and flew out of the mansion! A girl from the third dorm was the last one. She got the famous Whippingham spanking, a bare butt spanking from a very fit coach, no less than one hundred vigorous smacks. Her bum and thighs were glowing. She frantically rubbed while running with all of us.

As Annabelle had said, there were a couple of joggers on the beach. I was shamefully self conscious of exposing the evidence of my punishment. I ran as fast as I could. June tried to adjust her burumas while running and tripped! Miss Coach encouraged her. "Stop dallying Missy, or I'll dust off the sand from your bum with a good spanking!"

Back at the mansion, it was no surprise to see the last girl from the run getting a super spanking. The coaches must have callous hands.

Then it was the weighing ceremony. Next to a professional scale was a black board with all our names and weight. "April and June you are next. Since it is your first day you have nothing to fear, but I want you to lose a pound by tomorrow morning. We will be monitoring what you are eating. You are not to starve yourselves to shed that pound. You will have to be careful with your diet, and exercise. In other words, you will have to sweat it out, or you will be punished!"

A girl who hadn't lost a pound as told got the classic hand spanking. Another one who had gained a pound was belted. As for the one who had gained two pounds, she was told to go out and cut a switch. While watching those punishments, we winced, and apprehensively rubbed our butts. Louise, who had tasted the switch, whispered for us. "That's a major ouichie ouch!"

Next were showers and breakfast. I had one fried egg on a toast, and a fruit salad. Before joining our tables, a coach examined all the trays, to make sure that we have a proper meal.

Miss Principal announced. "Mr. Muesli our nutritionist, is back, and we will again have our dietetic classes. You will be wearing your classroom uniforms."

Back at our dorm, our chums showed us our blouses and uniform skirts. We noticed how short those skirts were. They laughed, "They are meant to be easy to raise!"

I touched my toes and asked. "Anyone sees my knickers?"

They all giggled. "We do, and we also see that you were a naughty girl!"

Lucinda teased. "Already fading marks. That girl needs a reminder!"

"Mr. Muesli will be keeping an eye on you!"

June was alarmed. "He is a man, and he will spank us on the bare?"

Melissa laughed. "Take a guess!"

June blushed, and so did I.

April and June

To be continued...