Thursday, January 26, 2023
Sunday, January 22, 2023
Prügeldorf part 4
Later, after our busy day, back at our bungalow, Cathy and I again compared the shades of our respective moons, "Oh! You didn't get another martinet whipping, only a classic spanking, good girl!"
"I have improved my grades thanks to doing my homework with you! D for both grammar and math. I would have been spank free with a pair of C."
She teasingly pulled up my skirt, "Whoa! That's a super spanking! What did she use to tan your hide?"
"It was a leather paddle decorated with a smiley, silly sense of humor! She was the coach of the opposing team. I missed the ball and kicked the ankle of her star player. It was an accident, but she was furious and roasted my buns. She's a meanie, most of her girls have bruised butts!"
I again helped Cathy with her homework, and she prepared another one of her mixed salads with walnuts. Before bed we nursed each other's bottoms, our hand strayed. We purred in unison! There's something about going to bed with glowing bums. Cathy moaned in her sleep. I wondered if she was having a naughty dream because I just had one.
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Next morning after polite "Good morning Miss!" we exchanged high fives and weighted ourselves under the watchful eyes of our coach. I have lost two more pounds, and I am hopeful to have have shed all my extra weight by the end of the week. Theresa and Julianne have shed their first pounds. It was a good start to the day.
Next we changed into our gym knickers for the morning exercises, and the infamous press-ups, "You should by now be able to follow my rhythm and reach the minimum requirement." I did as most of us. Only Theresa and Julianne didn't. Miss GI Jane encouraged them with the martinet till they did. Then we changed back into our cheerleader dresses.
Theresa with both hands under her skirt rubbing her burning thighs mused, "I'll never be able to tell my colleagues how I have shed my extra pounds !"
Julianne chimed back while also rubbing, "Hahahaha! Same here!"
We now waited for Miss G.I. coach to announce the second part of our physical training. She didn't disappoint us, "We are going to the rowing club. Fall in quietly or..." She paused for suspense, "...I'll give it no second thought to spank you in front of everyone in the street." She again paused before adding, "... and bare butt!"
We knew that she could spank us in the street, we had all seen a few girls being spanked in public by Discipline Inspectors, but she had never punished any of us outside the gym.
We were lively, chatty, and mostly well behaved till Sarah and I teased each others. As we rounded the next street corner I pulled up her skirt and chanted, "Untanned and untamed, a wild filly!" She tried to grab my skirt, I escaped and stumbled into Miss Coach. With plenty of arm flapping we avoided decorating the sidewalk.
She was furious! She first grabbed my wrist, then my ear, and had me following her towards a street side bench. She sat and pulled me over her lap before letting go of my ear. I felt a cool draft and realized that she had pulled my skirt up, my southern hemisphere felt even cooler when she lowered my knickers to my knees, and my upper cheeks started to glow.
Then I felt before I heard a loud smack, it was fiery, it wasn't her hand, she had started to slipper my exposed derriere. The street had turned quiet, the sound of my very fast slippering echoed. I saw a pair of stocking clad legs right in front of my nose, probably a Discipline Inspector. I felt my ears tickling, I was for sure blushing crimson.
Miss Coach was roasting my bum, it was fiercely burning. I was struggling to keep my legs together to preserve my girly secrets from the gaze of passersby, but she started smacking my thighs, and I couldn't help pedaling my legs in vain attempts to escape her punishing slipper. I felt as a naughty schoolgirl punished on the spot by her PE coach.
"OH! AH! ARGH! AIE! OUCH!"
Suddenly she stopped and stood me up. I was sniffling in front of giggling onlookers with my knickers still around my knees. I had my hands up under my skirt rubbing my throbbing bottom and thighs. It was uber embarrassing, and I felt my upper cheeks glowing.
"Pull up your knickers and adjust your skirt, we don't want to be late at the rowing club!"
"Yes sniff... Miss... sniff..."
At the rowing club we were issued the rowers' uniform of shorts and singlets. Those shorts did a poor job of covering my crimson bum, the rowing girls laughed, "Looks like Miss Cheerleader got her butt tanned!"
I pulled out my tongue at them, and everyone laughed. I also laughed, because one must remember that Prügeldorf means spanking village, and I came here to have my figure trimmed with regular massages.
Our coach had us take three sculling boats of four and we competed, and rowed and rowed some more. We had quite an appetite when it was time for lunch at the cafeteria. We nonetheless had to be careful, we didn't want to regain a pound, and taste our coach's belt.
The afternoon was about practicing of our cheerleading dance show for the Sunday competition.
Miss Coach was satisfied, and we were eventually released. I hastily rode back to our bungalow.
Justine and Cathy
To be continued...
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Saturday, January 21, 2023
I have, with help from O&P friends, colorized a few Eilean Beithe drawings
Friday, January 20, 2023
Expelled from art and craft class
Thursday, January 19, 2023
Watching television instead of doing homework
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Sunday, January 15, 2023
Prügeldorf part 3
"I had an D in grammar, for that I was spanked. Then I had an F, in math, and I got the martinet, both on the bare, and in front of the whole class!"
"Guessing that you have showed your fuzzy peach to everyone!"
"Grgrgrgr! Not funny! It was uber embarrassing!"
"Serves you right!"
"What about you?"
I stood and flipped my skirt up, "I was a better girl I only got one spanking!" She surprised me with pulling down my knickers. "Oh!"
I further confessed, "I was spanked on our coach's knees in front of the whole team, fifty smacks plus twenty for my severe regime. I thought she would never stop, boy did I pedal my legs.
I also had to stand in the corner with my hands on my head and my red bum and thighs on display, while she dealt with more girls.
"Spanked like a little girl! That must have taught you a lesson!"
"Oh yes! I am giving up those buckets of ice cream, I need to buy a weighing scale, if I gain two pounds its the belt, going to the supermarket, you're coming?"
"Yes, I was given books to buy."
“Don’t forget your Report Card!”
Later, Cathy prepared a lovely mixed salad with goat cheese, and I helped with her grammar and math homework. We also had a long soak with Epsom Salts.
That night we had naughty dreams.
Next morning we inspected each other's bottoms. I raised Cathy's skirt, "Hum... only a few faded martinet marks, no reason why a few more can't be added!" Then it was her turn to raise my skirt and she chimed, "As good as new! That girl deserves another lesson!"
"Don't forget your Report Card!"
Miss G.I. Jane had us weighing ourselves. I had shed a pound, "Good girl, but you don't have a credit! You have a new weight and the same rules apply, with your severe discipline regime if you gain a pound it will be the martinet, and the belt for two pounds !"
Julianne had gained two pounds, "You were warned! Take off your knickers and skirt, and keep your hands on top of your head!" With having ten pounds to lose she was like me given the severe discipline regime. She got the belt on her bottom and thighs, back and front, ouch! She did quite a dance while sniffling, but she courageously took her punishment. After all we all know that Prügeldorf means Spanking Village for naughty girls who feel that they should be encouraged with traditional discipline.
Next our coach announced, "We are going to the swimming pool."
Jennifer raised her hand, "I forgot my swimsuit!"
"Then you will swim naked!"
"Oh no! Please Miss."
She was given a cossie similar to ours. "Do mention on your Report Card that you forgot your swimsuit."
As we followed our coach to the pool, walking two by two as good girls, Julianne soon realized that it was useless to tug down her cheerleader uniform skirt, it was too short to hide her decorated thighs. She of course knew that embarrassment is part of her punishment. We chatted, and she said. "I can't say that I didn't deserve that belting, but boy did it sting!"
I chimed back, "Now I know what to expect if I gain two pounds."
She asked how I had shed a pound, "Mixed salad with goat cheese and no more ice cream." I also suggested jogging together.
At the pool, after having changed into our swimsuits we found them quite skimpy and we were all trying to adjust them over our nates. Miss G.I. Jane laughed before barking, "Hands by you sides !" She first had us swim a pool length, and was relieved that we knew how to swim. She had more in store for us, "Next I am going to time you, and you are to reach a minimum standard."
She stood at the other end of the pool and started her stop watch. Four of us didn't make it within the allotted time, they were told to step out of the pool. One by one she had them draped over her knees. She pulled their cossie up as thongs and spanked their wet bottom and upper thighs till dry! "Don't readjust your swimsuits, and try again!" Three of them met the required standard. The fourth one was again spanked and eventually made it. She rubbed her crimson butt, but she had a victorious smile.
After lunch we met one of the other cheerleading teams. They also have a G.I. Jane coach, and she looks more severe than ours.
We were to play a game of soccer and we looked equally matched. We told our coach of our experience of the game, and she worked our team accordingly.
We ran after the ball, they ran after the ball, we mounted an attack, they counter attacked, we took a lucky shot at their goal, they returned the favor. We now basically knew who was who. During the mid game break our coaches rearranged their teams. I was still a midfielder and when I again saw that tall blonde charging with the ball I saw red! I had to take the ball away from her!
I confronted her, she dribbled around me, what impudence! I ran after her and as she was about to dribble our last defender I tried kicking the ball between her feet. She fell and she was holding her ankle! I had missed the ball and kicked her ankle! The coach of the opposing team whistled and called a fault with a red card. That wasn't enough retribution for her. She had me grab my ankles, pulled my gym knickers up into my rear valley and paddled my butt with a leather paddle decorated with a smiley. I missed the humor, and when she was done I danced while rubbing my crimson bum.
We continued playing and we won 2/1. The G.I. Jane coaching the other team was furious. She told me, "Don't forget to mention that incident in your Report Card!" She fumed the more when she saw my teammates giving me high five, I had accidentally and unwittingly taken down her best player.
Justine and Cathy
To be continued...
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