Thursday, January 12, 2023

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Sunday, January 8, 2023

Prügeldorf part 2

We walked by a few more shops before reaching the supermarket. We weren't too surprised not to see any men. We knew about that from the brochure. The only difference with our supermarket back home was that all the shoppers were in their twenties and wearing very short miniskirts or skimpy gym shorts. We laughed. "A paradise for upskirt voyeurs!"

 In front of us a girl wearing a tartan school skirt was pushing a cart. As she bent forward to grab some fruits her mini rose and exposed a vivid red stripe. She didn't try to tug down her skirt. We understood that she wasn't a newbie.

We stopped in our tracks when we heard a burly uniformed lady tell a girl wearing gym shorts. "If you don't take the item, you put it back where you took it!" We changed aisle when we saw her being picked up under the arm of the athletic inspector, and have her shorts and knickers lowered for an intense on the spot spanking.

A few minutes later at the cashier, we were behind that girl and her shorts couldn't hide her well reddened under curves. Cathy teased me as she whispered, "You're lucky that you weren't spotted buying those two big buckets of ice cream!"

"Grgrgrgrgrgr!"

Back at our bungalow I mused, "I can't imagine to receive a bare butt spanking at our supermarket!"

Cathy added, "I saw her sweat-shirt with a purple pin."

We both knew that it means very severe disciplinary regime. We nursed our streaked derrieres with Arnica gel, and we had an early night on our tummies. I tried not to dream of having to wear short shorts with a crimson butt.

Next morning, after fast showers and breakfast we donned our uniforms, schoolgirl for Cathy and cheerleader for me. Then we rode our bikes as all the girls in the village to report for our lessons at 8:30 am on the dot.

The PE coach had the physic and the bark of G.I. Jane. After the briefest of greetings she ordered, "Strip!" As we remained frozen on the spot from surprise, she added, "I will spank the last one to take off her knickers!" With the six stripes decorating my bum I was quite embarrassed to lower my knickers in front of everyone, I shouldn't have.

She took two steps to be in front of me, grabbed my knickers with both hands, and swiftly lowered them to my knees before adding, "Now you take them off !" Red face I stepped out of them and she pulled me over her knees, held both my wrists behind my back, pushed one of her knees between my legs and gave me a spanking like I had never imagined. She had counted forty smacks and added, "Since it was decided that you need severe discipline I will add twenty more!"

A few seconds later I was sniffling while standing naked on the scale to be weighted. She also measured me and wrote in my column on the gym's whiteboard my height and weight with adding that I have to lose 10 pounds. "If you gain a pound you will be whipped with the martinet, since you disciplinary regime is to be severe I will also whip your thighs so that everyone sees that you have failed your objectives."

I was again well punished for my lack of self discipline, my caned chubby bum was bared and spanked in front of everyone. I resolved to dump the two buckets of ice cream bought yesterday at the supermarket.

We were then told to dress with our gym shorts, and they didn't cover much. I must have blushed as red as a tomato or as red as my derriere.

She announced that she will be drilling us as cheerleaders. After calisthenic exercises with various arm movements and running on the spot, we were told to fetch a gym mat and to lie on our back, "Legs up with hands to your hips and start pedaling." She walked back and forth in front of us telling us to pedal faster...

Next we had to do abdominal exercises, "Remain on your back, knees up, hands locked behind your neck, with the right elbow touch your left knee, with the left elbow touch your right knee, and follow my lead, "One... two... three..." Quite a few couldn’t follow her rhythm.

"To conclude our morning exercises we will do press-ups, follow my lead, "One... two... three..." A few more couldn’t follow, and she frowned.

She was back at the whiteboard with red and green pens and graded us. Only one had a B and four had a C. I was one of those, my blazing bottom had encouraged me. Other had Ds, and one had an F. "All those with a D and the one with the F take off your knickers and hang them on the peg below your column.

She first called Theresa who had the F. "Hands on your head..." She took the martinet from the peg next to the whiteboard and gave her sixteen strokes on her bottom and thighs. She danced from foot to foot. She rubbed her well decorated derriere and thighs before the end of her punishment, and got four additional strokes for that. "In the corner and keep your hands on your head." We now knew what's a martinet!

Once she had punished the last of the lazy ones she reminded us to update our Report Cards. I wrote, "I was spanked for being too slow when ordered to take off my knickers. I got 40 smacks plus 20 for my severe regime." After having signed our reports she also announced, "After lunch I will start teaching you a cheerleading dance routine."

For lunch at the resort's cafeteria the teams remained together with their coaches. We discovered two more teams of cheerleaders. The "schoolgirls" were divided into three classes. I waved for Cathy, she waved back and silently mouthed, 'Ouch!' I similarly echoed.

After lunch she started to teach us a dance routine. "By the end of the week you will be ready for a competition with other teams." She paused before adding, "Be warned, I don't like loosing !" After a few more dance steps we were released.

Justine and Cathy

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Friday, January 6, 2023

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Thursday, January 5, 2023

The board of education


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SMACK!
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Sunday, January 1, 2023

Prügeldorf part 1

Prügeldorf is German for Spanking Village! Traditional corporal punishment is known to be an effective method to encourage hard work and build character. If you are a young adult lady who feels that you have been lacking self discipline. If you have the courage to take the punishment you deserve for your slacking. Prügeldorf will teach you how to apply yourself and reach goals you haven't imagined.

All punishments will be given in good spirits, and on the bare bottom. They are to be taken with courage and humility.

Upon arrival all pupils will confess their latest shortcomings. They will be prescribed a disciplinary regime in adequacy with their confession, and punished accordingly.

Prügeldorf is an ecological village, without automobiles or motorbikes. It offers an artificial lake with a rowing club, two tennis courts, a fitness center, and a running track. You will also find meandering streets lined by small bungalows with flowery front lawns, a supermarket, a beauty parlor, a dietetic clinic and various shops. 

I had finished reading the leaflet and looked up, "It might mean well roasted buns..."

Cathy my roommate laughed, "Surely you're not afraid of a little spanking!"

"Cathy you're the one who should be afraid, you've got that exam at work and you haven't started to prepare! A spanking would do you a world of good!"

She chimed back, "Same to you dear Justine, you have at least ten pounds to shed, and our rowing machine is rusting!"

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Sunday 4 pm, we were quite apprehensive as we parked our car and presented ourselves at the registration office next to the gate. We hadn't missed the huge sign reading "Prügeldorf – Dare you to be the best that you can be!"

After having signed numerous documents and paid our fees the two matrons who had welcomed us asked for our choice, "...sports or school ?"

Cathy with her exam at work obviously chose 'the cramming school'. She was issued two schoolgirl uniforms with short pleated skirts. For me it was 'sports', and I was given two cheerleader like outfits. "You are to change now, changing rooms are over there..." We were also given keys for lockers with instructions to leave behind our civilian clothes, cellphones, ciggies and booze.

I unpacked my kit and was surprised by the skimpy gym shorts. I pulled up my ankle socks, and tied my trainers. Cathy pulled up her knee high socks, and closed her mary-janes. We returned to the registration office. I was very self conscious that my cheerleader skirt was quite short. Cathy's school uniform skirt was the same length as mine, 14 inches, as mentioned by the brochure.

Next was the moment of truth as we faced the Punishment Officer. We knew that we should be punished on arrival. She was middle aged and sternly told us, "I am waiting for your confessions young ladies." Cathy was first, "I have an exam at work, and I haven't as yet prepared it..."

I was next, "I have at least 10 pounds to shed..."

Judgement was passed, "Its the severe regime for both of you." We pulled long faces and were told. "If we go only by the number of cane strokes the normal regime is up to 6 or 8. The severe one is up to 8 or 10. If you come back it will be the very severe regime with up to 10 or 12 strokes."

"Huh!"

"Ah!"

We had lost our vocabulary!

"Take off your knickers, bend over those trestles. I will be lenient, you will receive six strokes, the famous six of the best!" We shuddered as she had her cane whistling through the air with practice strokes...

We had a blushing competition as we took our knickers off. Then we bawled and shamefully pedaled our legs, but we took our punishment till the last burning stroke across our thighs. We were sniffling when we gingerly pulled up our knickers. We were nonetheless proud to have taken our punishment.

 We had to stop rubbing our blazing bums as we attached the red pin for the  severe disciplinary regime to the collar of our shirts. Next we only had one hand to again rub when we were given our 'Identity and Report Card'.

We were told that uniformed 'Discipline Inspector' may request them at any time and anywhere, at the supermarket, the shops, in the street, or at our bungalow. "The Inspector may punish you on the spot, and as mentioned in the brochure all punishments are given on the bare bottom. Further more you might be issued a punishment slip ordering you to report at the Correction Center..."

Next the two matrons gave us a map of the village and the keys of our bicycles and bungalow. With our kits in our panniers and we rode high above the saddles! We sure didn't want to test the elasticity of the leather saddles with our fiery bun. I saw a car with two girls our age doing a U-turn as our skirts flew while we rode towards the village.

We discovered a picturesque village with chalet like bungalows, manicured lawns and colorful flowerbeds. All the girls in their twenties were going about their routines on bikes or by foot with either a school uniform similar to the one of Cathy or a cheerleader like outfit as mine. We saw a few blue uniformed Discipline Inspectors, but no girl was de-knickered and spanked on the spot for having ran a traffic light.

Our bungalow was fully furnished and equipped. The basic supplies were offered, but the fridge was empty, "Lets go shopping, and we need some balm for our butts!" Our first stop was the pharmacy. We were the only newbie rubbing our bottom while waiting for the attendant.

She had us blushing when asking. "Belt of cane?"

We blushed the more as we politely answered. "It was the cane Ma'am!"

She gave us Arnica Montana gel. "Its for the bruising, and don't expect any miracle!"

Cathy said. "Ah!"

The lady added. "As for the pain read the notice over there!"

"Dear young ladies! We remind you that Prügeldorf prohibits the use of painkilling ointments. If found in possession or using such balm the punishment is 12 strokes of the cane at the Correction Center. Other painkillers have to be prescribed by a doctor."

Justine and Cathy

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