Sunday, April 10, 2022

Pom-pom part 8/8

During our cheer leading practice, Jack my American boyfriend saw, as the whole football team, that Belinda and I were punished. A cheerleader's skirt doesn't hide much when one has received a good belting for poor grades.
 
As soon as we were all let out, the boys flocked around the girls. Jack gave me a breathtaking kiss with both his hands grabbing my still tender bum. I wanted to tell him to be gentle, but my tongue was busy and I couldn't say more than "Hummph..."
 
When he had to catch his breath, and allowed me to breath, as well. I pounded his chest with my fists, "Big brute!"
 
He pulled out a small jar of cream with a wide smile, "Now that we have been acquainted may I rub it?"
 
I laughed, and he took that for a yes. He gave me another super kiss without clawing my bum this time. When we had to come up for fresh air, he whispered. "I have a big car..."
 
It was indeed a big old American car with a sofa like rear seat. He was very gentle, but boys will be boys. "No! You're not taking down my knickers nor my panties, whatever you call them!"
 
When back home Belinda reminded me, "With such report cards we best stand in the corner, skirt up and panties down!"
 
 
Aunty Angelina approved, "Belinda and Babette, my two naughty girls! F in French. I see that Miss Jane did a good job with her belt. You are spared my switch!"
 
We pulled our knickers up, adjusted our skirts and ran upstairs to join our sisters and good girls Lilla and Loulou.
 
A few weeks later it was the Nationals at the Walt Disney Resort in Orlando. We flew. Americans fly as Europeans take trains, but their domestic flights are so so. I was at Euro Disney near Paris when I was a little girl and it was great fun. Disney Resort at Orlando was something else! It was giga mega huge.
 
Miss G.I. Jane got rooms at the Walt Disney World Dolphin. It was quite a treat! A superb hotel with several swimming pools, and a minibus reserved for us. We weren't the only team staying there, and we had booked a private gym as we didn't want to reveal our surprise for the competition. Two of the Cowboys Cheerleaders had traveled with us to help our coach.
 
The first day of the competition kinda knocked the wind out of us. "Whoa! Some of them are really very very good!"
 
We regained confidence when our coach told us that our secret weapon was delivered at the competition's venue.
 
When we revealed and erected our balance beam one judge objected that it could be dangerous, other judges argued that the same could be said of  pyramids. They eventually decided to vote and our balance beam was approved by an overwhelming majority of judges.
 
After our new pyramid and French cancan line dancing. Belinda and Veronica walked on hands while doing splits on the beam. Loulou and I did forward and backward cartwheels on the beam. Abigail and Lilla did French cancan dancing on our beam. We were applauded and cheered. We got nines and eights from all the judges except the one who had objected to our balance beam. We couldn't win with his poor grade, but we made second !
 
I would remember that day all my life... I was looking forward to welcoming Belinda and Lilla in France...
 
Babette and Loulou

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Saturday, April 9, 2022

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 Part three 

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Sunday, April 3, 2022

For Devlin

Devlin O'Neill from the US was a friend of O&P although he wasn't a player of our game. 
 
He is now looking over us from a little cloud.
 
He was the first to have published a few of my stories thus significantly increasing the exposure of our blog "O and P spanking stories" which is meant to advertise our Oaks and Pines role-play game.
 
He also taught me a few things which improved my writing, especially about punctuation!
 
Thanks Dev!
 
In our sky, wherever we are, we are now sharing a new star.
 
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Pom-pom part 7

I now had an American boyfriend, and so did Loulou. Belinda and Lilla wanted to know if American boys are as good kissers as French boys.
Loulou chuckled, "Next year you will be in France, and will compare for yourselves."
I added, "It isn't about French or American boys its about us girls educating them!"
Loulou wisely added, "You be sure to let the boys think that they have taught you!"
 
A week later in college it was report card day. Our head teacher who is also our English literature teach handed out our cards with comments. "Elisabeth, being French and having an F in French is a shame!" I wanted to say that it was an accident, that I tried to help a friend, and couldn't do more than blush. Then I read the comment from the French teach, "Whispering the answer for a classmate..." Phew! I was relieved, I wasn't branded as a cheater.
 
Later, back home, I told Belinda, Lilla and Loulou, "We all have more than the 70% average, Miss G.I. Jane should be happy!"
Belinda didn't cheer. "We both have an F, that means Miss Coach's belt!"
"Ah!" I blushed.
Lilla added, "You're both lucky not to have been called cheaters, that would have meant the belt on the bare in front of the whole team!"
"Oh!" I blushed the more.
 
Two days later was cheerleading practice. As soon as we had changed into our uniforms Miss G.I. didn't waste time. She called us one by one. When it was my turn, I gave her my report card, and eyed the belt on her desk. She bellowed, "What! An F in French! I am going to give you a fessée as they say in French. A fessée for an F, how appropriate!"
 
She stood and sternly ordered, "Bend over and hold on to my desk!"
She flipped my short skirt up, grabbed my knickers at the waistband and pulled them up into a wedgie so hard that I gasped. I felt that my bum was quite bare, but I was relieved not to have my knickers around my knees.
 
Papa had belted me a few times, and he was no slosh, but Miss Jane's belting was something else. From the first stroke I felt a streak of fire across my bum and danced from foot to foot. Quite a few more followed and she also smacked my upper thighs. 
"AIE! AIE! AIE! AIE! AIE! AIE! AIE! AIE! AIE! AIE!"
 
  Next was first rubbing my thighs, then my bum, then drying my eyes, and again more rubbing for my bum and thighs, and more drying of my eyes. All of that while dancing on the spot. I was well punished, my bum and thighs were fiercely throbbing. I turned around and saw glimpses of crimson belt marks on my thighs. There would be no doubt, that I was well belted. I very carefully pulled my knickers out of my valley. Sniff...
 
I again heard some giggling, and this time it was followed by an, "Ouch!" I was later told that Loulou and Lilla had kicked a couple of gigglers.
 
Next was Belinda. She got a few extra whacks, because it wasn't her first belting. There was some lewd whispers, and they were followed by several "Ouchies!" The Franco-American adopted sisters stuck together.
 
Then we took to the field to train for the Nationals, and the boys had not one but two eyefuls
 
Babette and Loulou
 
To be continued...

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