The Ransom

"C'mon! This'll be just a piece of cake!" Elvira pat on Belinda's shoulder. This two moved to America from Europe to find a better life. Elvira was from Italy and Belinda from Bavaria. But the life at a new place was quite hard, and both girls wanted to make an easy money as fast as it's possible, so the Italian girl got a plan.

It was quite simple - to kidnap a small town's mayor's son and demand a ransom. What could went wrong?

So Elvira command Belinda to catch the boy and bring him to their hideout, while she'll send the message to the mayor. When she saw, that her German partner in crime made her part, the Italian took the slingshot and broke the window.

"Hey, gringo! I have a message for you!" she shouted.

The mayor quickly ran outside and before Elvira even tried to explain herself, he bend her over and pulled down her leather pants.

"How dare you to broke my window?!" he shouted, raising a slipper "Oh, I'll teach you a lesson! An adult woman, who's behaving like a little boy! Take this! And this! And this!"

"OW!!! Wait... OUCH!!! ...but I have... OUCH!!! ...a message for... EEYOW!!! A ransom! OUCH!!!! OW!!!" Elvira cried in pain.

Mayor was so angry, that he stopped only after the silly Italian girl screamed about the ransom for the fifth time, when her bottom was already very sore. But when she tried to explain it all and demand the money, he just started the slippering again, now demanding himself to tell, where is his son. Elvira tried to protest and to struggle, but the mayor was strong enough to keep her in position, so the silly gangster had no choice but tell the angry father all he wanted to know.

And a few miles away from the town, in a kidnapper's hideout Belinda tried to amuse their captive. She had no idea, what to do with the boy, but was pretty sure, that he should return to his father alive and not harmed. After she'll got her part of ransom, of course. But until she was waiting for the money she had no choice but play with her captive. And the poor silly German girl was quite not amused about the games he choose.

First he decided to play a shepherd. Belinda was a sheep, a horse, a German shepherd dog and even a wolf, but again and again the game ended with her on all fours receiving a very painful switching from the boy. But when Belinda, weeping and rubbing her sore striped bottom, asked him to play something different, the boy quickly agreed. And said, that no he'll be a strict headmaster and she - a lazy schoolgirl!

When Belinda heard the clatter of hooves, she was so happy, that her suffering will end soon, that she didn't notice, that there were much more horses then just one as it supposed to be. So Sheriff and his men caught her without any struggle.

A hour later both girl found themselves almost naked in a sheriff's woodshed staying on all fours with their sore bottoms bare.

"Well, since you brought the child back in the same day and did him no harm, I guess the gallows will be too much for such a pitiful gangsters like you! But I just can't leave you two without any punishment! And I have no wish to see you two in my prison!" the sheriff said, raising the reins. Few seconds later the woodshed was filled with the sound of the leather's strokes over the bare skin and a two loud female voices, which were screaming and bawling in pain.

When he stopped, the both girls were very sore and very sorry about what they had done.

"Now you have a hour to leave my town! And if I'll hear about you two choose a wrong path again, you won't end up with just a whipping! No strip from your clothes and run for your lives!"

Bawling in pain and forgetting about almost everything, Elvira and Belinda ran away from the town and made a stop only when they were as tired that they just couldn't run. Thy look around and saw a cold spring. Without any doubt, they sat 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 Elvira 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-ends.

"Easy money, ha? Just a peace of cake, ha?" Belinda grunted.

"Oh, shut up! Better think - before night we'll stay here, but then we should run like this - with our bare bottoms - almost to the Canadian border! Any ideas, what to do?" Elvira snarled.

"Well..." Belinda rubbed her sore bottom "We may steal a poncho or something?.."

"Hell no!"