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Monday, September 7, 2020

Incident at Loch Ness

Belinda was spending her vacation in Great Britain. After she visited Tower of London and Buckingham Palace, she thought, that she had enough of cities and architecture and wants to see English nature. So the German decided to visit Scotland.

Of course Belinda had heard about a mysterious creature, called Nessie or Loch Ness Monster, so she thought, that she had a perfect opportunity to see it. She also was pretty sure, that following a regular tourist routes won't help her to find the Monster. So the German hired a guide to visit the most wild places around the lake.

The guide, a dashing Scotsman named Jethro McRay, knew local woods really good. He was pretty sure, that naive tourist from the Continent won't find anything, but midges and impassable thicket, but he decided, that he may make some easy money, so he agreed.

Belinda and her guide were wandering around the forest for a hours, walking near the waterside. As McRay expected, they found nothing but midges. Nessie didn't appeared even after Belinda lost all her temper. She was furious. She payed McRay good money, so she expected some result, but all she got was weariness.

"Hey, Herr Futility! You promised me to get me to the Monster! So, where is it?!" Belinda asked not for the first time. And not for a second. Actually, McRay wasn't sure, how many times she asked that, every time calling him quite obnoxiously. But he was sure, he had enough of her whims.

"Well, Miss Monsterhuntress, I promised ya to guide ya through the forest and show you such a places, where tourist never set foot. And I told ya that I don't think that Nessie will show herself to a snotty girl from the Continent! But I had enough of your yammer! Ya surely need a lesson of respect!"

After these words McRay took a switch and made Belinda bend over. He easily pulled down her camouflage hotpants and panties and in spite of her protests applied a switch to her milky-white plump buttocks. Belinda screamed and bawled in pain, but she was too afraid, that McRay will just leave her in the middle of nowhere, so she didn't try to struggle for real and only cursed and jumped in place, wagging her quickly covering with a sore stripes bottom in pain.

When Belinda's bottom became sore and swollen from the switching, McRay finally stopped.

"You have ten minutes to pull yourself together!" he said in stern voice "I go back to town and ya'd better go with me, till ya want to stay here to night!" he gave her a slap, making poor girl howl in pain, and walked away.

Belinda wept and sobbed, rubbing her sore bottom and dancing the brat war dance. After a few minutes she finally pulled herself together and, sniffing and sobbing, hardly pulled her shorts up.

"What an asshole!" she said, rubbing her bottom and listening the water swashes "But maybe he was right? Maybe this stupid monster even does not exist... AUTSCH!!!! Mein Popo!!!!" Belinda felt a sharp pain in her buttock and heard a fabric ripping. She turned around and saw it.

A dinosaur-like creature was sticking out from a water. A long thin neck and a small oblong head with a wide mouth full of sharp teeth. It was her! It was Nessie, the Loch Ness Monster!

"Mein Gott! Das ist unmöglich! Du bist... AUTSCH!!!!" Belinda screamed when Nessie bitten her again, ruining her shorts completely. The Loch Ness Monster then opened her terrific maw and roared so terrible, that Belinda just ran away like a lamplighter, forgetting about almost anything. She saw Loch Ness Monster, but she didn't took any pictures. The only evidence of this meeting were bite marks over her sore buttocks.

 

2 comments:

  1. Monster Spankin' Spotted!

    "Aye, a darn good skelpin' on the bare buttocks for you my girl, with these here Loch Ness Switches" said Jethro McRay, "just like my wayward daughters gotten when they were bad. Tartan kilt up, woollen breeks down, & tender botties bare for the remedial burn...some traditional Highland TLC, if you will, lassie!

    But nay, I shall be so kind to you Miss Kruger: you will have a large dram of my finest Highland Single Malt Whiskey to take away the sting from your burning backside & to allow your throat to feel the comfort & warmth, dear lassie. A sting at both ends. But you have been fairly chastised. Thank the Lord, Miss Kruger...my daughters only ever gotten the switchings, nay the whiskey!!"

    Such genius drawings from your good self, Belinda, thank you :-)
    Strict Mommy Brenda xx

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