O and P spanking stories

Tuesday, December 19, 2023

An Oaks and Pines School Day

Thank God for alarm clocks... I was up ten minutes before the wake up bell, and already dressed for the morning exercise routine. I was having a tall glass of orange juice mixed with sparkling water when I heard,

"GYM KIT ON ! .... OUTSIDE FOR P.E. ! ... COME ALONG ... HURRY UP !"

With great consideration she repeated her kind invite...

"COME ALONG... HURRY UP ! MY OLD GYM SHOE IS WAITING FOR ANY LATECOMERS !"

After a routine of exercises which included toe touching we jogged into the nearby woods...

Next was showers and to dress impeccably for the uniform inspection. The teach on duty pulled your skirt up to make sure that we are wearing the regulation knickers. A few newbies who still hadn't sewn their name in their knickers had their thighs smacked

Finally it was breakfast time. Miss Ahlers and her team had set up the usual superb buffet with fried eggs, crispy bacon and sausages as well as fruit salad and cereals. One didn't starve at O&P !

All too soon it was time to run back to our dorm rooms to prepare our satchels. Mine was ready and I was already latching my bike on the trailer behind our school bus. Mr LeBoeuf, the O&P chauffeur blew the fog horn, and we were on the way to the Montreux International Campus.

A newbie wanted to know why we had classes at both O&P and the Montreux International Campus. I chimed, "According to Miss Temple who was a great old Principal, 'The answer is blowing in the empty space between our ears !' "

A few boys and boyfriends helped us unload our bicycles from the trailer, and we locked them into the campus bike-shed.

After a long morning of classes at the International Campus aka IC we had lunch at the campus Cafeteria. I had pizza and there was a great choice of toppings. We sat with friends and boyfriends for that great part of the day.

Shorter afternoon classes followed and we were eventually released. We retrieved our bicycles from the bike-shed and rode back to chateau O&P with our boyfriends from the neighboring Residence du Lac, aka RDL. Another part of the program we didn't want to miss !

We had mid-afternoon tea and Mrs Ahles famous cookies, before our O&P additional classes.

"Later I saw Tanja sitting on the bench outside a teachers study. "Huh? What happened?"

My petite brunette friend pulled a face. "Teacher thought I wasn't paying attention."

"And were you?" I asked with a wink. "It's impossible the way he's droning on all the time."

I had been a good girl, and before my homework I visited our stables with our horses, donkeys and Ellie our baby elephant...

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If you are interested in joining our role-play game, as a pupil or teacher we invite you to visit our website at :

https://oaks-and-pines.com/

and prepare a profile – introduction of your role-play character to be send to : oaksandpines@hotmail.com

With submitting this application you are representing that you are over the age of 21 years. Should the owner or moderators feel that you have misrepresented your age you shall be unsubscribed.

O&P

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Monday, December 18, 2023

Oaks and Pines School is an online role-play game for adults.

Oaks and Pines is a private finishing school for girls set in Switzerland. Affectionately known as the School for Princesses by the girls themselves. They are privileged girls, but without airs and graces. It's a very traditional school with a rigorous routine of classes and old fashioned discipline, where the girls make their own fun with pranks and all kinds of adventures. The girls are loyal and look after each other. Bullying is unheard of and it feels to them like they're part of a big happy family.

Parents send their daughters to O&P to give them the best education that money can buy and to ensure that happens the girls are strictly supervised by the Principal and tutors who are firm, but fair. No girl is ever punished unjustly.

The school is located on the shores of Lake Geneva, near Montreux, in the shadow of the majestic Alps. The girls reside in a beautiful 18th century Château set in a large arboreal park. Schoolrooms, tutors' studies, apartments, a library, a common room, dining room and other facilities are located on the ground floor. On the first floor, each girl is provided with a comfortable individual room. It is to be noted that the girls’ rooms have no doors, which is a considerable aid to keeping mischief in check.

Mischief happens, it would be irresponsible to pretend otherwise. Fortunately the school's superbly trained and dedicated faculty is well prepared to address any infractions that may occur. It sometimes happens that the only way to get a pupil's undivided attention is to put her over one's knees and warm her backside. In serious cases sterner discipline may be required, and the use of a cane, or a strap is not unheard of.

In our role-play game you enter this world of fantasy, playing the part of a high school aged girl. You design your character, give her a name and invent her family and schooling history. You send us a photograph from the web so we can see what she looks like. And finally you tell us about her previous experience with corporal punishment and what your expectations are in that area.

If you are worried about your writing ability, don't! We don't care about your grammar, or your spelling! As long as you have the imagination to write you are a writer!

If you are interested in joining our role-play game, as a pupil or a teacher we invite you to visit our Oaks and Pines website at : https://oaks-and-pines.com/ and to prepare a profile, introducing your role-play character which you send to : oaksandpines@hotmail.com. If you like we can help you prepare your profile giving hints and suggestions of what to include. Just drop us a line via email expressing your interest and we'll get back to you.

By submitting an application you are confirming that you are over the age of 21 years. Should the owner or moderators feel that you have misrepresented your age, we shall ask you to leave as this is a game for adults only.

To sum up.

If you want to play a schoolgirl and have your knickers taken down for a spanking for misbehaving, or if you want to be the teacher that's spanking her.

Then come and join us at O&P! For fun and adventures!

If you miss your schooldays and like making new friends.

Then join come and join us at O&P! For fun and adventures!

If you are looking for a realistic online writing game.

Then come and join us at O&P! For fun and adventures!

A new world awaits you, where your dreams can come true.

We look forward to welcoming you.

Please visit our website: https://oaks-and-pines.com/

If you have any questions, or would like more information,

then please email us at oaksandpines@hotmail.com

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Sunday, December 17, 2023

Alicia and the magic ring part 8

Sunday morning I woke up with a headache. It wasn't an actual hangover as I hadn't drank that much at Amelia's birthday party, but I did have a few.

I remembered Grandma/Mom having caught me returning home after my curfew time in classic eighteen years old fashion, through my bedroom window. I had climbed over the garage with Brian giving me a hand, and teased him for having an eyeful view of my knickers. It was great fun. I hadn't had so much fun since I was eighteen. Thanks magic ring for allowing me to be again eighteen!

There was a drawback! Grandma/Mom had wished me good night with. "Tomorrow morning, before church it will be six of the best!"

I fell asleep with my mean little voice telling me not to take off the magic ring. You deserve the cane for all the partying which led you to fail your A Levels back in the present.

I was now fully awake and toying with the ring, the little voice was meaner than last night. You deserve to be caned!

The ring remained on my finger, and I went down for breakfast. Grandma/Mom had prepared her great Sunday morning breakie and Grandpa/Pop gave me a tall fizzy glass with an Alka Seltzer.

There was eventually no breadcrumb left to delay the issue, and Grandma/Mom sternly ordered. "Take a shower, dress for church and come back with your cane! You have twenty minutes! We don't want to be late for the service."

I was very careful not to be late, and wearing my red summer dress I was back in the kitchen with quite a few butterflies in my tummy, plus my cane. Grandma/Mom took it and tapped the old table. "Bend over the table, and grab the other end."

I obeyed, and felt my short dress rising. It didn't stop, she rose till uncovering my knickers. Then with one swift move she lowered them to my knees. I was quite aware to be bare bum in the kitchen with the door leading to the garden opened. I prayed that the neighbors wouldn't be visiting.

The cane hissed and SMACK!

"OH! AIE! OUCH!"

It was a streak of fire across my bum, and both my legs left the floor.

Hisssss and SMACK!

"OH! AIEEEEEE! OUCHEEEE!"

It was another fiery stripe, and I pedaled my legs.

Hisseeeeee and SMACK!

"OH! AIEEEEEE! AIEEEEEE! OUCHEEEEEEE!"

The whole neighborhood must have heard me, and my derriere was on fire!

"Sniff... Sniff... Sniff..."

I got my six, and had no doubt that they were the best.

"Pull up your knickers, adjust your dress, return the cane behind your bedroom's door, we are leaving in five minutes."

I was sniffling as I rubbed my incandescent derriere with the cream I had found the other day. It wasn't much help. Then I rinsed my puffy eyes. A minute later, the cool leather of the car's back seat was a blessing, but it soon warmed up.

On the way to church, that meanie voice, again chimed. Now you know what to expect if your grades slip under 10/20. I inwardly nodded, my bottom was burning, and felt reassured that I wouldn't be again failing my A Levels.

Grandpa/Pop had parked the car. On the way to the church across the parking lot I felt like my still blazing bum was burning through my light dress, and advertising to the whole congregation that I was a well punished naughty girl. Even with such a thought I couldn't help a couple of discreet rubs.

Inside the church, we sat next to Lucinda and her parents. The chairs were devilishly uncomfortable. I kinda giggled for thinking that the devil is in the details. All that was now needed was for the pastor to sermon us about the devilish miniskirts.

I saw that Lucinda was wriggling as much as me in her chair, and I whispered.

"Traded mea culpa with six of the best!"

She whispered back. "Samo, and no discount!"

Later, was a barbecue in the church garden offered by candidates for the city council. We wandered away from our parents to join our boyfriends. We soon found a discreet corner for slurpy kisses, and we just about jumped out of our knickers when they filled their hands with our derrieres. We had to tell them of our respective caning. They of course wanted to have a look! We brazenly raised our short summer dresses, and I giggled when Brian offered to kiss my bum and make it all better.

Janet-Alicia

To be continued...

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