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And don't forget our friend Devlin O'Neill who posted today our story "Paris Roommates part 8"
You are invited to play with us !
We have a new website !
https://oaks-and-pines.com/
You will find an Application Form in the "pages" of this blog
Complete that form and send it to oaksandpines@hotmail.com
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We had all made sure to have pristine uniforms as at least two girls per class were randomly inspected every morning.
That day it was Lia and me. Our supervisor called, "Amelia step forward for uniform inspection."
I couldn't help blushing as she inspected my nails, my ears, my collar and pulled my tie to make sure that I had closed the top button of my blouse. Then came the dreaded order. "Raise your skirt."
I obeyed with a deep blush, and pulled my skirt up with both hands. I was to show that I am wearing the white uniform knickers. I knew that I shouldn't drop it before being told. Yesterday, Emma had her thighs smacked for having done that. "Drop your skirt, and back in line."
Today it was Miss Tan welcoming us in class. She started with a message from Miss Prim, the Principal, "We won't be punishing you for every infractions. We will issue punishment slips, to be returned the next day with the signature of your parents. Hopefully they will have punished you."
I was one of the first to be issued a pink slip for whispering in class. I had hardly said more than two words. "Amelia come to the front of the class to collect your punishment slip." Back at my desk I read it,
Junior College Request for Parental Punishment
Name of pupil : Amelia
Class : JC 1 B
Offense : Whispering in class
Comments : With such a decisive school year we suggest the purchase of a mamak cane at your mini-mart...
Signature of parents : .....................................................
I showed the pink slip to Isa, my Asian friend, "Whats a mamak cane?"
"Is a short cane, about sixty cm, its very stingy. Although it won't bruise, you will have vivid red marks for at least three days, when applied to your thighs. All of us have one at home."
I peered at the two red marks peeking below her skirt's hemline. She added, "Yes, it was last night, I had sassed Mum. She raised my skirt and, whack! wack! I would have preferred to be told to lower my knickers, and have more. Its so stingy on the thighs!"
Back home I handed my punishment slip to Mom. She wasn't too happy. She said that she should pull me by the ear till the mamak store. I was relieved that she didn't. The mamak store was quite small, and a capharnaüm of goods. It seemed to have everything, from frozen chicken to dish-washing tablets.
Mom asked loud and clear, "Would you have schoolgirl canes?" I blushed as I saw the old Chinese lady noticing that we are Anglos, and eyeing my school uniform.
She showed us a basket, with dozens of small canes, with colorful plastic crook handles.
Mom had me again blushing when she said, "Choose one, dearest." I was so embarrassed. I choose one with a pink plastic handle. I wanted to give it to the old lady, but instead of taking it she announced the price. Mum told me to pay for it.
The old lady repeated the price. I opened my coin purse, and paid her with my pocket money. She took the coins, and with broken English said, "Now you better be a good girl!" I thought that it couldn't get any worse, but it did. I had to carry my cane as we walked back home. I felt my ears blushing!
Once at home it was, "Lower your knickers, and elbow on the dinning room table."
"Please Mom."
"Do it now or you will be getting more!"
I obeyed, she raised my skirt and whacked my derriere. It was so stingy that I couldn't help jumping, and my knickers fell onto my ankles.
"Back in position real fast or it won't count!"
I got another one, and again jumped. She had one hand on the small of my back to keep me down, and I got three more. I was stomping my feet, and struggling so much, that the last stroke missed my bottom, and landed across my thighs. With my bum and thighs throbbing, I was in tears. She hung my cane in the kitchen, in full view of visitors.
After having rubbed with Poppa's cream, I sat on my pillow for doing my homework. As I still felt the sizzling stripes, I applied myself with zeal.
Amelia and Emma
To be continued...
You are invited to play with us !
We have a new website !
https://oaks-and-pines.com/
You will find an Application Form in the "pages" of this blog
Complete that form and send it to oaksandpines@hotmail.com
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Please click the above pic...
We have a new website !
https://oaks-and-pines.com/
You will find an Application Form in the "pages" of this blog
Complete that form and send it to oaksandpines@hotmail.com
(Adults only)
Please click the above pic...
And don't forget our friend Devlin O'Neill who posted today our story "Paris Roommates part 7"
You are invited to play with us !
We have a new website !
https://oaks-and-pines.com/
You will find an Application Form in the "pages" of this blog
Complete that form and send it to oaksandpines@hotmail.com
(Adults only)
For an eternity, I stood with my nose pressed on the blackboard, and held my skirt up to expose my bare blazing bum to the whole class. The fact that I wasn't alone didn't help. I imagined that all eyes were only on my shamefully reddened bottom. I desperately wanted to rub.
Just then a few girls entered the loos. I hastily pulled down my skirt. Lia and Isa were among them, and they were very nice, "Was it really your first spanking?" I couldn't do more than nodding with another blush. Without blushing, a few Asian girls pulled their skirts up. "Whoa! She did quite a job!" One of them added, "Tonight I'll probably get a ganzhé dance..."
For lunch at the cafeteria, the punished Anglos were down a few pegs, and mostly silent. They also rubbed as discreetly as they could. On the other end the Asian girls were their usual chatty birds, and rubbed very little. One of them teased Emma and me, "That was quite a show you two gave us!" Lia and Isa stood up for us. "Leave them alone!"
On the way back home, Emma and I rode mostly above the saddle. We did sit when we came across a group of boys from a nearby school. We didn't want to chance a gust of wind blowing our skirts up, and showing that we were spanked as little girls.
As usual Mum asked how was my day in school. She was of course told that I was admitted. I tried to be cheery, "I got the 3 best grades of my class..." She had a big happy smile. I couldn't help sitting carefully for my 'back from school ice cream'. Maman must have suspected something. A few minutes later when I rinsed my cup she pulled my skirt up. We both mouthed surprised Ohs. "You were punished! Why?"
"I am sorry Mum, for the tests I also had two grades bellow 10/20 and was spanked..."
She peeled my knickers down. "Please Mum!"
"And well punished!"
I told her that I have homework and disappeared into my room. I changed into soft PJ shorts. I surprised myself with working more than usual.
Later for dinner, when Poppa was back she told him that I was punished. "Show your father how you were punished, drop your shorts!"
"Mum please!"
"Your father pampered you and knows how you are made!"
With quite a blush I lowered my PJ shorts.
"Oh Princess!"
Mum hissed, "Your Princess got what she deserved!"
Later Poppa knocked on my door, and gave me a jar of Vichy cream. I hugged him. "Try to be a good girl dearest."
"I will... I am sorry Poppa..."
Sleep didn't come easy. I was replaying the events of the day. "You were spanked on the bare in front of the whole class..."
I hugged my teddy.
"You had to stand in front of the blackboard holding your skirt up to show your red bottom to your new classmates..."
"Sniff."
"You bawled and cried as a little girl..."
"Tomorrow you have to... zzzzz ... zzzzz....
Amelia and Emma
To be continued...
You are invited to play with us !
We have a new website !
https://oaks-and-pines.com/
You will find an Application Form in the "pages" of this blog
Complete that form and send it to oaksandpines@hotmail.com
(Adults only)
We have a new website !
https://oaks-and-pines.com/
You will find an Application Form in the "pages" of this blog
Complete that form and send it to oaksandpines@hotmail.com
(Adults only)
And don't forget our friend Devlin O'Neill who posted today our story "Paris Roommates part 6"
