O and P spanking stories

Monday, January 1, 2024

Happy New Year from Oaks and Pines School 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

O&P

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Sunday, December 31, 2023

Alicia and the magic ring part 10 ---- Courtesy of Oaks and Pines school role play game for adults

A few days before my A levels in the 70s, the Deputy Principal had given me six strokes of the tawse for smoking behind the bike-shed with Brian. Needless to say that I was well encouraged when I sat down on the big day.

I was inspired by the subject of the main essay, and wrote four pages! I was told that I have a Franco-Scottish accent for my verbal presentation. It was quite a compliment, and I beamed. I wasn't impressed by other tests. Saint Mary had done a great job of preparing us.

An anxious week followed, then Lucinda and I danced after having read the Saint Mary notice board. We both had Second Class Honors. Translated into my own time frame grading system, it meant A instead of A+.

We celebrated with our respective families.

A few days later, I took off the magic ring, and in the 70s Alicia went on to college with Brian...

I was back in my own time, and again Janet behind my counter at the bank.

A month later I resat my A Levels, and they were easier than in the 70s. I was nonetheless surprised to achieve First Class Honors. I was promoted to the back office, and decided to take the bank's exam for its managerial work and study program. I did more than acing it, I surprised everyone as I came out on top.

The program wasn't easy because of the need to work part time. After a few months I started to struggle. That mean little voice came back, you deserve to be bending bare butt on the kitchen table for six of the very best! There was no way to argue with it since a fiery bum had so often convinced me to better apply myself.

On a Friday afternoon, after another nasty comment from the accounting prof, I knew that I had to redo his paper, and couldn't find the will to do it.

In a daze I mechanically opened the old jewelry box, and toyed with the magic ring. On impulse, as if grabbing a buoy, or calling for help, I slipped it on.

I was immediately back in the 70s as Alicia and in Grandma/Mom's kitchen absentmindedly peeling potatoes. She brought me back to earth with abruptly asking. "What's wrong?"

Before I could answer. She added. "And don't tell me that nothing is wrong!"

I had a pitiful, "Huh..." and she further added. "Out with it!"

I confessed about the accounting prof having told me to redo my homework.

She said, "You're a big girl now, I shouldn't have to punish you, but I will if you ask me."

I had another, "Huh!" and she added. "Make up your mind!"

I spluttered. "I de... de... deserve to be pu... pu... punished."

"Very well. Take off your knickers, and go cut 4 switches in the garden."

I remained frozen for a few seconds.

"NOW!"

That last word was like an electric shock, and I obeyed. I blushed as I took off my knickers, and left them on the kitchen table. In the garden I went to the furthest and more secluded corner while tugging down my miniskirt. I was lucky, no one was around.

Back in the kitchen, I was told to remove the leaves from those switches. Next was bending over the kitchen's island, and grabbing its feet. I blushed crimson when Grandma/Mom raised my skirt.

Then it was the hissing sound of the four switches echoed by "OH! AH! AIE! OUCH!"

They were stingier than the cane without the butt rippling streak of fire.

I sang. "OH! AH! AIEEE! OUCHEEE!"

She alternated between my bum and the top of my thighs. I sang even louder and felt well punished with such an intense switching.

"OH! AH! AIEEEEEEEEE! OUCHEEEEEEEEE!"

I no longer cared about keeping my legs tightly closed, and was quite conscious to be shamefully exposing myself while pedaling my legs.

I sang the more. "OH! AH! AIEEEEEEEEE! OUCHEEEEEEEEE!"

"Take off your skirt, and stand in the corner with your hands atop your head!"

I was sniffling and wriggling my incandescent butt in the corner, when that mean little voice echoed. "Serves you right!"

Lucinda's mother visited. "Lulu got the same. A good switching is just as effective as a caning. For a more memorable punishment I have added a touch of embarrassment for Lucinda. Since she loves wearing miniskirts, she will be wearing her shortest one for the whole weekend. No doubt that she will be very careful to keep it down to avoid advertising that she had to be punished as a schoolgirl."

Grandma/Mom chimed back. "You heard that Alicia? You will also be wearing your shortest miniskirt!"

Janet-Alicia

To be continued...

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