The Shoplifter

Belinda Krüger was spending her vacation in France. At first she visited almost all the places those tourists are visiting usually. A few days later she visited a small local store.

"It is quite boring" the German said to herself "What about to put some fun? What if I will steal this cola can?" she opened the fridge, took the can and tried to hide it in her pocket.

"What do you think you're doing, mademoiselle?" Belinda heard a woman's voice. She turned around and saw a tall French woman - the store owner.

"I just wanted to buy it!" the German tried to excuse herself.

"You're accent! You're a tourist, aren't you?" the woman asked.

"Yes, I am!" said Belinda.

"Please, don't tell me you can't read!" the woman picked at a note placed right over the fridge "Dear customers, pay for the goods first, then you can take them"

"Oh, I did not notice this!" Belinda smiled silly.

"Really?" the Frenchwoman asked "Well, I know how to treat your eyes!" she caught Belinda by her wrist and bend her over the fridge.

Before Belinda tried to struggle, the Frenchwoman pulled her jeans and panties down, uncovering a pair of a plump milky-white buttocks.

"You would not dare!" the German protested.

"I'm dared already!" the Frenchwoman smirked and shouted "Come here everyone! I will show you how to discipline a very naughty young lady! This German shoplifter will be a perfect example!"

"Nein! Not in front of everyone!" Belinda screamed.

Few seconds later a crowd gathered around. Belinda gasped in shame and closed her eyes. The Frenchwoman took a solid wooden bath brush and raised it high. The brush landed over Belinda's bare butt heavily with a loud crack. Belinda screamed in pain and wagged her bottom. Soon all the sounds in the store were the brush cracking and the girl's bawling.

"Do you really think you may take anything without a pay?" the French woman asked, painfully striking the German's bright red buttocks at each word "Did you really thought I won't see it? Crime doesn't pay, mademoiselle! And I hope this'll be a good lesson for you and for all these people, who're watching this!" she turned to the crowd, not stopping brushing Belinda's ass "Watch attentively! This is what happens to bad girls! I really hope that non of you will ever share her fate!"

Belinda could only scream and bawl. She was in terrible pain but the humiliation was even worse.

When the punishment was finally over and the crowd went away, the French woman left Belinda over the fridge and walked out into the office. Belinda bawled in pain and rubbed her sore bottom carefully.

"Mein Gott! It hurts so bad!" the German complained. She tried to pull up her jeans, but her bottom was too tender. Belinda sobbed and bawled. She opened the fridge and put her sore butt in it, trying to cool it off even a bit. 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 girl's red rear end began to cool. "Oh, that is better!" The German said, feeling how the sting slowly begin to fade out.

Suddenly the store door opened and a gendarme came in.

"Well, well, well! What do we have here?" he asked, smirking.

"Scheiße!" Belinda shouted.