At the Winner's Mercy

When the German baroness accepted the bet with the Russian Countess and agreed that the winner'll choose the punishment for the loser, she never thought that her rival'll choose a public bare bottom spanking as the punishment for her...

The Maids

The Polish maid was pretty sure that she has no other option then blame the cat for the vase she had broken. But when the Russian Lord thought it was the German maid, she was even more happy, spying her rival misfortune

The Language Barrier

A German girl was hired as a housemaid by a British family. She was pretty sure that her employers don't understand German and often spoke about them to herself, usually insulting both of them. Unfortunately for her ass, these British couple was knew German quite well...

More Bad Luck

When she got a very painful belting from her British employer for snooping, the German maid was pretty sure that her day just can't become worse, but then she noticed that the window was open...

On the Air

Overdue rent

Two German women rented an apartments in USA. When they overdue the rent several times, the landlord invited his good friend to teach these Germans some good American lesson

Naughty Twerking Fräulein

Belinda Krüger is a German exchange student in USA. She was hired as a housekeeper. One day she was cleaning a living room while she looked in the window and saw a neighbor boy peeping for her. She teased him by wagging her ass from the window. Her employer saw that and thought that this naughty young German woman should receive a proper American punishment for such a behavior. The boy was still watching through the window and enjoyed an exceptional view of the young German woman's bare ass collecting a painful dozen of searing stripes.

If you insist...

The German girl visited USA. She was walking through the countryside and decided to cut off a corner and walk through someone's land. But the owner noticed the German girl, caught her and cut a switch, going to punish her for trespassing.

"Nein! Nein!" the girl exclaimed in horror.

"Well, I was going to give you only five strokes." the man said "but if you insist on nine..."

Yes, she knew she had trespassed and deserved the whipping, so she put her hands on her thighs and pushed her bottom out, hoping that her heavy denim shorts would soften the nine strokes of the switch. She also looked urgently around, embarrassed at the thought that a wandering walker would see her getting whipped. Just then, a large and wooly black dog - a Burnese Mountain Dog - ran behind the hedge. It was such a big dog she misidentified it, looked at the man, and shoulted "Bear." Thinking his luck kept getting better, the man said once again. "Well, if you insist, you can taking your switching on the bare."

A Lost Bet

"Good girl! And now get over my knee!"

"But Clodia! Is in not enough that I am already kneel in front of you?"

"Belinda, it was your idea to make a bet! And you accepted my stipulation to make a loser's spanking a prize! So don't make me wait, or this furry ass of yours will just be much more sore!"

Naughty German Girl Gets Spanked

It was international day at the university of academy in France. A prestigious all girls school where only the best was expected of the students there. It was also a school where the girls who were bad would straightened out of their ways. If they were rude and rebellious they would come out kind and obedient and so forth. This school had managed to make a proper lady out of just about every student who had attended. Of course that could also be because of the harsh discipline system at the school.

You see at Bertrand academy girls were expected to behave their best. Anybody who broke the rules would need to be punished. That punishment was done through spanking. Not just regular spanking either, but very harsh and firm spanking. Girls would get spanked first by hand, and then depending on how bad they were they could get spanked by paddles and even riding crops. Even some of the toughest girls in the school had broke down to tears because of the punishments dealer out by the school. However, once they were spanked once the girls were bound to listen to their teachers no matter what.

One such rebellious girl at the school was a girl named Belinda. She was a German exchange student of 19 who had just came to the school. On international day the school usually had the exchange students come in, therefore many new students were coming into the school. However, Belinda was set out to make this school hers.

Belinda was a rebellious girl who had got forced into the school by her parents. With her excessive drinking and smoking as well as some unhealthy relationships with some guys Belinda was determined to be the opposite of what her parents wanted her to be. Along with this Belinda had been a bully to just about every other girl she met. She had showed her dominance over the others through humiliation and threats. It had gotten out of hand when she ended up breaking some girls nose in a fight. It was at this moment that Belinda's parents knew that they needed to get their daughter's life sorted out. If they did not get her together she could stay in her rebellious ways her whole life.

After a series of events full of packing and lots of complaining and many profanities from Belinda they had finally sent her to Bertrand academy in France. Belinda walked on the campus sidewalk with her hands in the pockets of her school issued skirt, as her blond hair flowed in the wind. She hated her parents for sending her here and was determined to get kicked out as soon as possible. As she was walking she saw s girl walked out of a door rubbing her butt and crying. She didn't know what to think of this, but she decided it wasn't important and moved on.

If Belinda was going to get kicked out she would at least have a little fun before she did. Belinda wanted to see how many rules she could break before she got kicked out. She would start by breaking their anti-bullying policy. Belinda looked around for a good victim for her to harass. She spotted a young girl reading against the wall of the school and decided that it was her chance to strike. Belinda walked over to the girl on the wall.

"Hey kid you got any money for me?" asked Belinda.

The girl looked up confused. "N- no why would I have money for you?"

"Because I said so now will you hand over the money or not?" demanded Belinda.

"I don't w- want to give you my money..." said the girl.

"Ooh you'll wish you hadn't said that." said Belinda.

Belinda pushed the girl up against the wall and took a hold of her shirt collar. Raising her fist she threatened the girl.

"Now do you want to give me some money or not." said Belinda.

"I- i-" stammered the girl.

"Err wrong answer" said Belinda.

Before she was about to strike she heard a voice behind her.

"Ahem what is going on here?" said the voice.

Belinda turned around to see the source of the voice. It was an older girl who looked like she was about 19 or 20. Her straightened brown hair flowed down to her shoulders and she wore a pair of thin framed glasses. In her hand she held a clipboard with various papers.

"I'm sorry but what seems to be the problem here?" she questioned again in her French accent.

"Sh- she was gonna hit me." said the girl with tears in her eyes.

"Pshh I don't know what you're talking about." said Belinda.

The older girl looked at the girl cowering in fear and then back at Belinda.

"I don't believe I've seen you before." said the older girl.

"Yeah I'm new here." said Belinda.

"We'll Ms. Belinda I certainly don't like the way that you are behaving right now." she said.

"Right and you are..." said Belinda.

"Stéphane," she said, "although I am your superior so you will be calling me ma'am."

"Um you don't really look like a teacher," said Belinda.

"Oh I'm not, I'm one of the monitors in this school. I make sure everything is how it is supposed to be. Also I need to make sure bad girls like you get proper punishments." she said.

"Proper punishments? Yeah right I don't think you could get me to listen even if you wanted me to." said Belinda.

"Oh we'll see about that." said Stéphane grabbing onto Belinda's shoulder. She was surprisingly strong and Belinda was a bit taken back by her strength. Stéphane pulled on Belinda and practically dragged her into the school. While she was being dragged the other girls were looking at her. Their faces showed a look of fear as Belinda was pulled. They knew just what was about to happen to Belinda and it was going to be painful.

However, Belinda was oblivious to her fate. She followed Stéphane until she reached a chair and a strange looking contraption in the center room of the school. It looked like some weird punishment device, but Belinda had no idea it'd be used on her. Stéphane dragged her to the center and began to speak.

"Attention everybody I have an announcement," she said.

The rest of the girls all came to her obediently standing in a circle around Belinda and Stéphane. They all looked pretty nervous.

"Here we have a girl who has broken the rules of our school. She has been very naughty lately and she deserves a proper punishment. Therefore, let this be a reminder for you all to behave yourselves." said Stéphane.

"Um yeah you kinda sound like you're talking to a bunch of little kids. Proper punishment, proper behavior? It doesn't get more pathetic then that." said Belinda.

"Oh you won't think it's pathetic soon." said Stéphane, "now I need you to remove your skirt and panties."

"Wait what!" said Belinda "why would I do that!"

"I am going to give you the punishment you deserve." said Stéphane. "I'm going to spank you."

"This is some sort of joke right?" said Belinda.

"No I'm serious, take off your skirt and drawers so we can get this started" said Stéphane.

"No! Listen I don't know who the hell you think you are, but I won't take off my clothes for you." snapped Belinda.

The other girls let out a sigh of worry as Belinda said this. Stéphane simply looked at her with a look that could make anyone nervous. She slipped off Belinda's skirt as well as her lime green panties she had been wearing with one quick and fluid motion. Belinda blushed as the lower half of her body had been completely exposed.

"Wh- what the hell you can't do this!" said Belinda.

Stéphane didn't listens to a word she said. Her superior surprisingly superior strength simply pulled Belinda over her lap. Belinda's bare butt stuck up in the air. Stéphane readied herself lifting her hand up in the air. She let down a quick smack that caused Belinda to jolt. The hand made hard contact with her naked posterior making Belinda wince a little. Stéphane hit with a force that was a lot harder than Belinda had originally thought it would be.

"It's gonna take a lot more than that to get me to behave!" said Belinda trying to keep up her tough girl persona.

Stéphane simply didn't respond and began to spank her consistently now. Her hand get on giving hard slaps to Belinda's round cheeks. A stinging pain spread across Belinda's ass and a slow burning sensation kept across the areas where she had been hit. Her butt turned a slight shade of pink as it got hit. Belinda winced a little but she was nowhere close to tears. This went on for a little bit but the pain was still somewhat tolerable for Belinda. She was even getting somewhat used to it.

However, things changed once Stéphane stopped the spanking. Belinda let out a sigh thinking that it was over. She wished she hadn't as she was dead wrong about it being over. Stéphane picked up Belinda by throwing her over her shoulder. She shook a little as Belinda was quite heavy for yet, but Stéphane, managed to carry her over to the weird device in the center of the commons. She placed Belinda onto her hands and knees before strapping her in with leather straps. Belinda suddenly realized what this machine was for. It was going to hold her in place while she got spanked. A surge of panic seized her body and she tried to struggle out of it.

Stéphane simply patted her bottom and said "It's no use struggling, nobody has escaped those straps for the thirty years this shoot has been around." said Stéphane.

Belinda sighed and realized that it was struggling would not change her fate. Stéphane ordered one of the girls to get something in French and she came back with a passel. Stéphane took the paddle and lined it up with Belinda's pink butt. She held it up for a minute before slamming it into her soft behind. Belinda let out a yelp as the hard paddle stung her butt. It hurt way more than a hand, and she would soon find out just how bad a spanking can be.

The paddle was slammed against her soft cheeks over and over again. Belinda winced in pain as her fragile behind was smashed by the paddle. The stinging sensation burned and the pain was starting to become unbearable. A particularly hard slap caused her to let out a squeak before the paddle kept on hitting her. Her butt turned red where the paddle hit making temporary red spots. Belinda tried to hold back her tears, but eventually she couldn't and tears fell softly down her face. Stéphane kept on hitting her before finally checking on her again.

She saw tears going down Belinda's face and thought for a moment. "Still not good enough," she said.

"B- but I've learned my lesson." said Belinda.

"Not yet. We still need to make sure you won't misbehave again." said Stéphane.

She ordered a girl to get something in French again and the girl came back with a riding crop. Belinda gulped as she saw the tool that would be spanking her. Stéphane held it over Belinda's ass for a second before slamming it hard into it. A loud SMACK sound echoed throughout the room as it struck. It was followed by another loud smack and the other girls in the room winced.

Forcefully and thoroughly Belinda was continuously spanked. She tried not to cry, but a hard smack told her otherwise and she let out a crying sounds as tears poured down her face.

"P- please stop!" cried Belinda.

"You will address me as ma'am!" said Stéphane giving another smack.

"Okay ma'am please stop, I've learned my lesson!" begged Belinda.

Stéphane acted like she was considering her offer while delivering more powerful smacks.

"I'll consider it." she eventually said.

Stéphane kept on spanking her for about five more minutes. Belinda's butt turned a bright shade of red as well a marks where the riding crop had hit her. She had cried just about all her tears and had managed to look very weak for the first time in her life. Eventually Belinda stopped and took the clasps off of Belinda.

Belinda lay on the ground where she rubbed her sore bottom while still crying a little. Stéphane dismissed the other girls away leaving Belinda there on the ground. Belinda slowly got to her feet and shook in fear as Stéphane stepped towards her. Stéphane handed her back her skirt and panties and looked at her with stern eyes.

"You've learned your lesson now right?" said Stéphane.

"Yes m- m- ma'am" sputtered Belinda.

"Alright then if that's all done let me show you to your room. I expect the best will come of you young lady." said Stéphane.

"Yes ma'am." said Belinda following.

Belinda cursed herself for crying in front of the other girls. It was the first time in her life that she had shone weakness. She massaged her sore rear as they walked to her room. Belinda knew that she could not mess up again in this school. She would have to change her lifestyle. Otherwise this year would be very painful for her.

Pssst!

A little American leather to a German maid

"A little leather from time to time is a good thing!"

"AUA!!! AUTSCH!!! Mein Popo! AUA!!!" *thoughts* "Oh, really?!"

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.