Queen of the Road

It was a beautiful summer day. Belinda was riding over her motorbike. She was really proud of herself. Her stylish black leather outfit was making her look up really sexy and powerful. She opened the accelerator for maximum. It was really great feeling - to ride at such a speed. Suddenly another biker in a bright sport-suit appeared in her way. The German growled in anger and applied the brake. She quickly dismounted.

"Hey you, asshole! Get off my way!" Belinda shouted "This road belongs to me! Get lost!"

"What did you to say?" asked the girl in bright suit. She was spoken with a thick Japanese accent "Is this your road?"

"Yes! So get lost, asshole! Now!" Belinda shouted again, raising her fist.

The Japanese dismounted and took off her helmet. Belinda stepped forward.

"Do you want to play rough, ha?" she smirked "I will teach you not to fuck with me!"

The Japanese said nothing, but quickly attacked the German, and before she even could to try to struggle, the Japanese wrung her hand, making her to bend over her motorbike. The she quickly took German's belt from her leather shorts, making them droop down and pulled down her panties.

"What do you think you are doing?!" the German protested "How dare you to do this to me?!"

"You're talking too much, foolish girl!" the Japanese said "And I prefer not talking, but acting!" she raised the German's belt high and painfully stroke it's owner with the buckle end.

Belinda screamed out loud. The pain was unbearable. And before she recovered, the second stroke landed. The German screamed in pain again and again.

The Japanese really went to town on German's ass. The buckle left several dark bruises and made the sting really terrible. Belinda screamed and howled and bawled and kicked her legs furiously, but nothing could stop a rainfall of merciless strokes, which were falling over her dark red sore butt like it'll be no tomorrow.

Finally the Japanese stopped. She threw the belt to the ground and gave the German a heavy spank with her opened hand, making her scream again.

"I think you got enough to learn your lesson!" the Japanese said "I wonder, if you'll be able to ride today?" she laughed, mounted over her motorbike and rode away.

Belinda hardly stand up from her motorbike and rubbed her sore bottom.

"Mein Gott! Mein arme Popo!" she bawled in pain "How will I mount over my bike?!" she wept bitterly and looked around. She saw an ice-cream fridge. There were nobody around, so she opened it and sat into it to cool her tender bottom off even a bit.