Friday, January 21, 2022

Sunday, January 16, 2022

1965, part 6

Yesterday I went to bed with a few tears and both hands rubbing my throbbing derriere. At eighteen I was again punished as a schoolgirl. I even repeated that in French, fessée comme une gamine. Another voice echoed, you had been smoking, and you knew that it was wrong. You wanted to show off for Eddy, your boyfriend. You got what you deserved!
I wallowed in self pity, I was belted on my bare bottom. I repeated in French, fessée cul nu à dix-huit ans!
 
I eventually slept and in the morning I was alarmed by the sight of my glowing bum. Knowing that I have gym in a couple of hours I had another look after having pulled up my gym knickers. "Maggie! my gym knickers won't cover those belt marks!"
She wasn't too concerned, "You aren't the first girl to have received a belting!"
"Argh, but the boys from their classroom will see the belt marks!"
"Eddy won't lose his sight!"
"Grgrgrgr!"
 
When I took off my skirt in the locker-room I knew that my knickers couldn't possibly hide my punishment, and it was a teasing festival.
"Froggy got a belting!"
"Must have been last night."
"Yep, fresh purple marks."
Then I had to take off my little knickers to slip on my gym knickers, and blushed crimson.
"Froggy is blushing !"
"Only eight !"
"Yep, I also counted eight."
"Yoh Maggie, your father's getting soft!"
My sister defended me, "Give her a break, it was her first!"
"Her first!?"
"She never got a belting in France!"
"I was au pair in France last year and twice got the belt!"
"Her parents have never corrected her."
"Oh whoa! Poor thing it must have stung!"
I pouted and they were very nice. Maud offered to exchange her gym knickers with mine. "They will be more covering."
I again blushed, "Don't be shy silly Frenchy!"
"We have already seen your lovely red beaver!"
They chanted, "Take it off! Take it off!"
I took the offer, they better covered my under-curves, but the marks across the top of my thighs were still quite visible. Sigh.

As expected the boys were looking out their classroom windows, and couldn't take their eyes off our gym knickers and legs as we did drills on the lawn. Their teacher had them close the curtains so they would pay attention to their lesson.

For lunch I joined Eddy I didn't have to tell him how my pink slip was received. He couldn't have missed the scenery outside his classroom. I could imagine the comments from his friends, "Looks like your girl had her butt warmed up!" I asked how it was for him. He lost his smile, "They don't care..."
"Oh?"
"Mom remarried and my stepfather doesn't care."
"Ah!"
"Although Maggie's parents are only your loco-parentis they care for you..."
I nodded.
"I am sorry I shouldn't have offered you a ciggy."
"You didn't smoke it for me."
Next was tea on our favorite bench by the river. His hand as a big butterfly gently landed on my thigh right below the hem of my skirt. I shivered and beamed. With the sisters roaming about we didn't dare a breathtaking slurppy kiss.
 
Then it was back in class, and I daydreamed. Eddy is right Aunt Dotty and Uncle Ed do care, but it was shameful to have been belted on the bare as a schoolgirl. The bugging little voice echoed, but you are a schoolgirl even if eighteen.
 
SMACK!
 
Miss Burns' ruler had smacked the desk of Mary-Anne. We just about jumped out of our knickers. The mistress grabbed her notebook and showed it to the class. "Very nice! We have an artist! Mary-Anne tell us what we are studying..."
"Geography Miss..."
"And my class isn't about drawing! Not even drawing mountains!"
"I am sorry Miss..."
"I am not convinced! I will make sure of that! Bend over my desk."
The Mistress raised her skirt. and Mary-Anne mouthed a very shy, "Oh!"
Next her knickers were pulled down and she mouthed a bigger, "OH!"
Miss Burns vigorously applied her meter long wooden ruler to her very bare bottom with a resounding WHACK!
 

This time Mary-Anne was louder, "OUCH!"
Another WHACK! followed.
Mary-Anne was even louder, "OUCHH!"
After the sixth WHACK Mary-Anne bawled, "OH! AH! OUCHHH!"
Her bum was also well reddened.
"Stand up Mary-Anne. Keep your knickers around your knees, hold your skirt up, show your glowing bottom to the class!"
 

 
"Sniff... Sniff... Sniff..."
We had seen it all, but Miss Burns crossed the T, "This is what happens to girls who doodle in my class, be warned!"
"Sniff... Sniff..."
"Pull up your knickers Mary-Anne, and return to your desk."
"Sniff..."
We were all raising our hands for the next questions!
 
During intermission we gathered around Mary-Anne and gave her toffees.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Béatrice and Maggie

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Saturday, January 15, 2022

Saturday is for drawings and rubbing !






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Sunday, January 9, 2022

1965 - part 5

Today it was PE for the boys and through the large windows of our classroom, quite a few of us watched them. We could also ear them as one window was opened. Sister Josephina noticed how we were distracted. She told Daniella to close that window and to pull the blinds down. No more boys in shorts with hairy legs to take our minds off her boring lesson.
 
The bell rang, and we joined the boys, now back in their uniform, for lunch at our shared cafeteria. As usual I sat with Eddy, and after our meal we sat in the sun. His hand again accidentally landed on my knee and I again didn't jump out of my knickers. He toyed with the hem of my kilt and teased, "There's a spider on your lovely thigh..."
"Should I smack it?"
"Too late! It's now hiding under your skirt!"
The bell for afternoon classes rang. Eddy joined his classmates, and I joined mine. God knows what would happen if we had shared the same classroom!
 
After classes, Eddy was as usual waiting for me behind the bike shed. We weren't alone! Quite a few boys were waiting for their girlfriends. Maggie and Freddy were having one of those breathtaking kisses that I was hoping to share with Eddy. She started wiggling her bum when her boyfriend's hands reached for her derriere. She blushed crimson when he asked, "What's wrong?" No one heard what she whispered into his ear, but I knew. I had seen Uncle Ed give her a belting for a mean pink slip from Sister Hilda.
 
Eddy had me following him down by the nearby pond and we sat in the grass which tickled my thighs. The little spider was back on my knee, and I got a breathtaking kiss. When we caught our breath he lit two long movie star cigarettes. I tried to act as cool as Brigitte Bardot, but I coughed. It was my first ciggy, and I coughed some more and drew unwanted curiosity from Sister Josephina, probably taking a shortcut back to her convent. I was issued a pink slip to be signed by my loco parentis. Eddy gave me a hug and accompanied me back home. He offered to tell Uncle Ed that it was all his fault, but I refused.
 
I didn't wait and gave my pink slip to Aunt Dotty. She frowned as she read it, "Smoking! When Edward comes back from work, your bottom will be smoking!"
Maggie helped with my homework as I was too distracted by my impeding doom. "Will I be caned ? I am so afraid of the cane!"
"Nah, it's your first serious offense. It will be the belt."
I was half reassured.
 
Two hours later, I heard Uncle Ed's automobile before Maggie. She suggested that we sit atop the stairs to eve-drop on their conversation.
"I am back, Honey!"
"How was your day?"
"I got a bonus... A small one."
"That's great!"
"Is that a pink slip on the coffee table?"
"Yes, Béa was caught smoking."
"Oh! Silly girl."
"Disgusting habit. You have to teach her a good lesson."
"I will!"
 
A millisecond later, "Béa please join me in the dining room!"
Maggie again tried to reassure me. "He didn't mention the cane."
I was head down, staring at my pink slip on the maple wood table and tugging down my kilt, which seemed shorter and shorter as I was scolded.
"Smoking is disgusting and it will ruin your health if you develop the habit."
I stammered, "I am v... very... so... sorry Sir... I'll never do... do it again."
"My belt will make sure of that!"
"P... p... please Sir!"
                                   
He pulled me by the ear as a little girl.

"Lower your knickers, raise your skirt, hands on the sofa."
I again pleaded, "Please Sir."
"And don't dally if you don't want more."
 


I just about felt my ears blushing as I took the ordered position and tried not to imagine what I was showing.
 
 
 
 

 

SMACK! 

It was loud, and for a split second, I thought that the whole neighborhood had heard it. Then I felt a stripe of fire across my bottom.

"OH! AH! OUCH!"
SMACK!
Another one had followed below the first one. Two stripes of fire were now burning my bum.
"Aïe! Aïï!! Aïïïe!"
SMACK!
One more and I my whole bottom was on fire.
 
SMACK!
"OUiCH! OUiiCH! OUiiiCH!"
And another one sizzled across my under curves.
SMACK!
"ARGH! Aïïïe! OUiiiCH!"
I danced from foot to foot, wiggled my scorched derriere, and it didn't help.
"Sniff... Sniff... I am v... v... very sorry... sniff..."
I got ten instead of the usual dozen since it was my first belting.
"If you are ever again caught smoking, it's the cane!"
"Sniff... I won't smoke again, Sir, sniff... I promise!"
"In the corner till dinner, don't rub and keep you skirt up."
The last one had whipped my upper thighs, and they were burning even more 
 
After my corner time, it was dinner. I shamefully kept my head down and my eyes on my plate while wiggling on my wicker dining chair.
 
Later, after having helped Maggie clear the table and do the dishes, I followed my sister to her room. She gave me a gentle rub with cold cream and I reflected, "That was so fiery, I can't imagine the cane!"
 
Béatrice and Maggie
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