Bitter Cider

Belinda and Tina were two students, one from Germany and the other from Sweden, on vacation in Ireland. They were walking through the countryside, when they saw a beautiful garden and an apple trees in it.

"I'm feeling rather hungry!" groaned Belinda, "So am I!" replied her friend, "Look over there!" she pointed to a farm house with several apple trees in front, "Those should work."

The two blonde girls started picking apples and unloading them into their bag, they did this for several minutes before a young red headed woman came out of the house.

"Stop! Stop!" She shrieked, "Those belong to my family, you can't take them!"

Belinda turned to face the newcomer, "Oh, I think we can, and we are!" she then got back to work picking the fruit, the Irishwoman shouted again, "Stop stealing from me or else!" "Or else what?" lazily smirked Belinda.

The furious Irishwoman marched up to the girls and before they even knew what was happening, had them both by the ear.

"OWWIEE! OUUCCHHHH!!!, Let us go!" they yammered, but she continued in  through the house, until they got to the basement. "Ok, tramps, you can't put those apples back on the tree, but, you can make up for such misdeeds in another way" she let go of their ears.

"You can't do this!" screamed Tina.

"Yeah, this has to be illegal or something" added Belinda.

"It may be" smirked the redhead, "but so is stealing and trespassing, which you are both guilty of."

The girls looked at each other, they could make a run for the exit, but probably wouldn't make it.

"How about this, lets make a deal, you two help me make cider for the next few hours, and I'll let you both go, no charges, you can even keep the apples."

"OK, sure!" Belinda and Tina both said, neither was particularly excited about making cider, but that deal seemed surprisingly easy.

"Glad we're on the same page, before we get to work, I should really introduce myself, my name's Renee, and yours?"

Belinda  and Tina gave her their names.

"OK great!" smiled the Irishwoman, "Nice to meet the two of you, now that introductions are out of the way, let's get to work, first, hand me your panties!"

"What?" both girls said in unison.

"Oh sorry, I said, hand me your panties!" Renee said again, still smiling.

"We heard you, but why?"

"Well, You did steal from me, so you are bad girls, and thus really need to be punished, simple labor really would be far two easy!"said Renee with rage.

Belinda and Tina saw no choice but to accept, and thus handed over  their clothing exposing themselves before taking up positions at the apple press and starting to turn it.

"Goof job girls, really, but you there!" She gestured to Belinda "I'm afraid you are going a bit slow, try to pick it up!" She abruptly hit her across the bum with a birch.

"AUTSCH!!!" she yelled in pain.

A few hours in an Irishwoman's basement were like forever in hell for a German and Swedish girls. She birched them mercilessly while they were rotating the apple press. Tina found out quickly that it was really not very clever idea to talk back to Renee, but even that didn't save her milky-white buttocks from the birches, while Belinda tried to protest and received the most powerful strokes which made her howling desperately in pain.

Finally the work was over and Renee commanded crying and bawling girls to stop and stay faces to the wall.

"Well, at least you worked quite hard," she said smiling "But I think you still didn't learn your lesson!"

"But we did!" screamed Belinda and received one more stroke with the birches, which made her howl in pain.

"In my house I choose, when the lesson is learned properly!" Renee said "So you two still deserve some more birching! First you, Swedish!" she turned to Tina.

Few seconds later the Swedish girl started screaming and bawling in pain, while the Irishwoman was giving her the six of the Best. When she ended Tina's bottom was full covered with the dark red stripes.

"And now you, stupid German!" Renee turned to Belinda

"Nein! You can not do this to me! Please! My bottom is sore like a Hell!" the German protested but it was to no purpose. Few seconds later her howling and bawling and cursing were hear even outside the house. Renee finished the punishment only after poor Belinda received a baker's dozen.

"Now I'm sure you two learned your lesson!" the Irishwoman said "And now get out from my farm!"

Bawling in pain and forgetting about almost everything, Belinda and Tina ran through the village and made a stop only at the exit, when they saw a water trough. They sat on their upper legs, daring not to sit full in the trough, and eased their bottoms into the cold water. At first it was rather painful; it felt as fire and ice might feel if they were sentient and could express their feelings. But after a moment or so ice defeated fire, and the girls's red rear ends began to cool. It was not immediate, and the girls had to be careful not to make waves in the trough. But after about ten minutes Belinda and Tina felt comfortable enough. Their bottoms were not the only thing that were red and burning. Their entire faces were cherry-red from embarrassment, so they carefully splashed water on it, this time finding it much less necessary to spend the time they had with their charbroiled hind-end.