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| Belinda was spending her vacation in India. She wanted to visit this country with an interesting history and really great mythology for a long time, so she decided to take a part in so many excursions per one day as it possible. When she was in an ancient temple, she felt herself tired and hungry, so she fall behind from the group and opened a lunchbox with a hamburger. Belinda didn't notice that right when she opened her mouth to start her lunch the statue of Kali suddenly moved one the throne. |
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| Suddenly Belinda felt, how a mighty hand landed over her shoulder and pulled her by her t-shirt. "Was zum Teufel!" the girl screamed "What the Hell is going on?!" she dropped the hamburger. "How dare you to eat a meat in my temple! And how dare you to eat a beef anywhere?!" the terrible female voice asked her. Belinda turned around and screamed in fear. Kali herself was eight behind her. |
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| Belinda was so scared that she didn't even try to struggle, while ancient Hindu Goddess placed her over her knee. The mighty hands landed one after another over German's denim hotpants again and again. Her palms were heavy and powerful, like they were done from the stone. Stroke after stroke Kali spanked German's shorts and panties seats off. Belinda squirmed over Kali's lap and kicked her legs so desperately that she lose her flip-flops. |
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| When the furious goddess was finally satisfied, she placed Belinda on her feet and turned the crying girl back to herself. "Now run away as fast, as you can and never come back!" she said and gave Belinda a mighty kick with her foot, making the German roll away head over heels. |
So the shorts & panties did misbehave...until they didn't :-)
ReplyDeleteSoooo love gorgeous Miss Kali's strict style, Belinda.
She sure is the spanker-mommy Goddess of all time.
Awesome story. Belinda sure gotten proper justice (IMHO) served upon the soft-blanche, fairy-skinned place ordained. And gotten soundly spanked right through her cutey shorts & panties, already. Protective coverings...vanished !!
At age 61 this is a hard, new "stone cold sober" concept for me :-)
Such an original, compelling story & idea, Belinda.
Oh to have been blessed like Kali with multiple rock-hard hands, & arms, makes light work of life eh ?
Unlike Kali, raising my own two young daughters (1980s born) I had to resort to traditional measures like purchasing the cane (rattan "switch") & pulling down knickers when salutary and harmless tickle-tail gotten required on bare backsides in their childhoods. That was normal. Same as I gotten raised in the 1960s.
My Christian, God-fearing mother used to say when sister & me were growing up "hands are for loving, the rod is for spanking". Hence the cane in the cupboard. It was a common saying among Church folks, naturally. But glorious, all-mighty Kali has now re-written the scriptures, already, Belinda :-)
Thank you for such stimulation !!
Brenda xx
Thanks! :) I'm glad, you like it :)
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