World Spanking Tour - Happy Saint Andrew's day!

 

Company Policy

 To be honest, Lana had fantasised about that moment. She had dreamt of it; she had imagined how it would play out. So when the day came, she was beyond ready. It started with a very polite smile and one simple sentence:

"Oh but ma’am, I am the manager."

That stopped the harpy in her tirade. The coupons were strewn on the counter. The superior air was instantly deflated, and the older, short-haired, haughty woman started to stutter.

"Wh-wh-what?" she said with a thick German accent, eyeing Lana up and down, "Do not… Do not lie to me, you stroppy brat!"

Still smiling, Lana slammed her ID badge on the counter, hard enough to make the young German woman flinch and look at her, worried. The German hummed and hawed, looking at the ID with wide eyes. It clearly stated Manager in bold, red letters.

"So," Lana begun, "like I said, we don’t accept expired coupons."

The German huffed. "Typical…" she muttered, "You Englische have everything handed to you…"

Lana pointed to a sign taped to the till that read "Staff abuse will not be tolerated".

"I suggest you stop, ma’am, or I will be forced to take action." she said, simply, pleasantly, never dropping the smile.

"Or what?" the German snapped, "You will force me to listen to another of the horrible songs that always play in here? Probably your boyfriend’s shitty band!" She looked around at the few other clients in the store, hoping for support. All she got were raised eyebrows and shaking heads. Undeterred, she continued ranting.

"I am not surprised there are so few clients anyway, with such poor service, and your shitty attitude! You should be ashamed!’

Lana walked around the counter. "I’m going to have to ask you to leave, ma’am…"

"You can ask all you want, you British trollop! The customer is always right! Do you not know the first thing about following store policies?"

Lana pointed to the sign again. She tapped the small prints.

"Oh I do; in fact I was hoping you would bring it up. Look here: per company policy, any abuse will be met with corporal punishment."

The German blanched, and probably for the first time in her life, fell silent. It lasted a few delicious heartbeats, during which Lana’s smile only grew wider.

"You… You can not!…" the German tried.

"Sorry ma’am," Lana said with relish, "it’s company policy!"

Without giving the German time to argue, Lana grabbed her wrist and dragged her over to a chair that lay innocently in a corner by the counter. Having dreamt so much about it, she felt like she was just performing a role she had rehearsed many times before. Stunned, the German only started to resist too late to change the outcome.

Lana liked to finish her day with a workout, and she was much stronger than Belinda in her grasp. Sitting down, she forced the tyrant over her lap and wasted no time in landing the first hard slap over her tight dress. The German screamed.

The few other customers in the shop didn’t move a single muscle to help her, and more slaps rained down, sharp and loud. The German pleaded. She screamed more. She threatened. Nothing made Lana stop. Again and again, she slapped the German’s ass which was quite firm, shapely, bouncy. Truth be told, Lana was enjoying this immensely.

The threats slowly turned to sobs, pitiful and quiet, until Lana grabbed the dress’s skirt and started to pull up.

"Nein!" the German pleaded with what was left of her defiance. "Not on the bare! People… people will see!"

"You had no problem with people being there when you were yelling at me, did you?"

The German said nothing.

"You have no issue with witnesses when you humiliate store clerks, do you?"

Still no answer, but the German wriggled uncomfortably.

"Now, I think you know that they’re coming down no matter what, so I’d advise you make it easier on yourself, ma’am…." Lana said, menacingly.

With a defeated sigh, the German reached for her dress and managed to undo the zipper. With the German’s skirt and white panties down to her thighs, Lana could finally admire the results of her handiwork. The round buttocks were already a dark pink, and the trembling German had given up all hope of resisting what was to come.

The other client had long ago stopped browsing, and only pretended to look at the merchandise on offer, instead darting eyes over to the scene playing out. The smiles and nods were all the encouragement Lana needed to raise her hand once more.

With a loud SMACK!, she sent the bottom wobbling again, and the conceited German cried out once more. More slaps came down, leaving marks and prints every time, turning the arrogant ass a bright crimson. Tears were running down the German’s cheeks, and she was mumbling apologies in a tearful voice.

Lana continued spanking her for long, humiliating minutes, until the German’s ass was red throughout and burning to the touch. The tears had not stopped rolling, and the sobs were a pleasant music to her ears. Then she spanked her some more, until at last she was satisfied.

None too gently, she got the German up and dragged her to a corner of the shop. The German kept her head down and didn’t protest. When Lana told her to put her hands on her head, she obeyed. Her skirt stayed down; so did her panties. In the following hours, the store got busier than it had ever been, as clients seemed to come in but not leave. In fact, most of them seemed to find every article in the store very interesting and made a point of checking each an every one of them in detail. As she prepared to close the store down, she tapped the German’s shoulder and pointed to the door. With a sigh and a shameful nod, the German pulled her skirt up and ran away.

Her House - her Rules

 

Clumsy Skier

Belinda knew - she should run as fast, as she could. She was so proud of herself, when she was chosen as a skier for biathlon competition, but she never thought, how hard could it be. So she ran and ran. She was pretty sure, that she will show good shooting skills, but she missed too many times, so now she could save the day only running as fast, as she could.

Suddenly she saw a Russian skier, who was near to overtake her. She knew, she couldn't give her a chance to do that. So Belinda tried to tripping her rival up. And few seconds later she realized, that it was not very bright idea.

Both girls fell down in snow, but before Belinda could stand up, the Russian took her skies off and caught the clumsy German, making her stay on all fours.

"What are you doing?! That was an accident!" Belinda protested.

"I don't care! You cost me leading position, clumsy fool! So I'll show you, how we're dealing with such a fools in my Motherland!" the Russian said and pulled down German's pants and panties, before tearing away some switches from the nearest bush.

Belinda tried to protest, but she was trapped by her own skies, so all she could was screaming and bawling and swearing and begging for mercy, while the switches were painfully landing over her bare, wagging backside.

It took some time. Some very painful and embarrassing time, till all the switches were broken, and the Russian thought, that the German had enough. So she just left her rival burst into tears, put on her skies and run forward.

Belinda hardly stand up, but immediately sat down into the snow, to cool her sore bottom off.

"Boohoo!" she wept bitterly "I am not number one any longer!"

World Student Games

After the cross-country skiing competition the Best athletes got their prizes, while the worst one received her punishment for unsportsmanlike conduct right in front of everyone.

Strip Game

"AU!!! Mein arme Popo! AUA!!!"

"Stop squirming, Krüger!"

"AUA!!! But this was just a game! AUA!!!"

"And you lose it! So hold still and take your 'prize'!"

"AUA!!!"

Clumsy Beer-Maid

"AU!!!"

"Spelling beer on my cocktail dress!"

"AUA!!!"

"Falling your fleshy tits first in my boyfriends face!"

"AUA!!!"

"Clumsy German fool!"

"AUA!!!"

"Doesn't anyone train you for your stupid octoberfest?!"

"AUA!!! I am sorry, Frau!"

"Oh, I will fix all of this!"

"AUA!!! Mein Popo!"

Unwelcome Guest Welcoming

"Take this! And this! Oh, I'll show you how to steal my apples! Stop mumbling, I don't care, how many you had took! Rotten she-wolf, and all your wicked kind!"

"C'mon! I'm not a ruthless beast. Would you like a cup of tea? With a cake and jam! Please, take a seat! What's the matter? Don't you want?"

Philosophy

 

Cruel Girl

"Whoops! Young Fräulein, what are you doing?!"

"Wow! Looks quite painful! I like, how my daddy painted your fat backside! And I wonder, how sore and swollen would it be, if I'll crush his crystal ashtray and say, that it was your fault?"

Burning Backside

"His Excellency is merciful. He said, that 'auto da fe is not needed, since her backside is burning already'. So, you can go to the four winds. And try not to be caught in witchery ever again! But leave your dress here! It'll be burned instead of you! You're not a duchess or something, so you may go just like this!"

Big Mistake

"If you thought that a Russian woman will let a German slut to flirt with her husband without any consequences, you're terrible wrong, bitch!"

"AUTSCH!!!! Mein Popo! AUA!!! I am sorry! AUA!!!!"

 

Old Fashioned

"Well, Miss Krüger, maybe my dress is out of fashion, as you said. But I prefer call it old fashioned. And right now I'll show you, that I'm very old fashioned in many ways! To begin, I'll give this bratty German ass of yours a proper old fashioned American spanking!"

Hard Choice

*thoughts*

"Ugh! That stings! How humiliating - being spanked by almost a child! Ugh! Oh! But if I will try to dispute, she will just sold her parents a pack of lies. And whom they will trust? Their own beloved daughter? Or an immigrant maid from Germany? AU!!! Well, at least in her father's hand this martinet stings much worse! AUA!!!"

Corner Time

"You will stay there with your sore red bottom on display and with your hands behind your head for a twenty minutes! And if I'll see you rubbing your bottom, I'll give our fifteen more with my martinet! Am I clear, mademoiselle Krüger?"

"Cristal clear, Frau... Sniff..."

Fern Flower

The night was young. Full Moon was high in the sky. Everything was sleeping, so nobody could see a two figures, who were crawling under the castle wall. A slim brunette, wearing a jackboots and a corset. Her hair were crow-black, but her skin was morbidly pale. She was a vampire. Her companion was wider. She was fully naked, but almost full covered with a gray fur. She had a bushy wolf tail. A werewolf. They stopped and looked up at the castle wall.

"Are you ready?" vampiress smirked.

 "I am," she-werewolf nodded "But you know, what I heard? This castle belongs to a witch. Do you think, she will be happy to see us in her garden?"

 "C'mon! She's out like a light, I bet!" vampiress jumped and sat on the wall "Let's go! And remember, what I said - this flower will make me... make us almost almighty!" she jumped from the wall into the garden.

 "Hey! Wait for me!" she-werewolf jumped over the wall.

Few minutes later girls found what they came for. The fern flower. Vampiress nodded.

"Yes! This is it!" she looked at her companion "Take it, and let's go! I prefer not to stay here for too long!"

She-werewolf bend on her knees to cut the flower.

Both girl didn't notice that the witch was observing them from the castle tower.

"Oh, what do we have here?" she asked herself "A bloodsucker and a dirty animal! Well, it looks like I need to dust some pests out of my garden!" she cast a spell sending her broom right to the intruders.

She-werewolf carefully touched the flower. She was ready to cut it, but suddenly vampiress bend on her knees.

 "I think, I'd better do it myself!" she said.

 "No!" she-werewolf protested "I will take it! I... AOOOW!!!!" suddenly she felt sharp stinging sensation in her plump buttocks, which made her jump up and howl in pain.

Vampiress gasped in fear. A flying broom turned around in the air and stroke she-werewolf's butt once again, making her howl and jump away.

"It will be mine!" vampiress reach her hand to the flower, but before she just touched it the broom's switches painfully stroke her own bottom. Poor girl screamed in pain. Before she tried to cut the flower again, the broom stroke her bottom two more times, making her jump up and run right after she-werewolf.

Witch laughed till the tears ran down her cheeks, watching how her broom was chasing the intruders around her garden. It was flying right after them and strikes their bottoms mercilessly at ever opportunity. Since vampiress was slimmer, she ran faster, then she-werewolf, so the broom hit the lagging more, then her, but even that didn't save her bottom from the crackdown. The pain made poor girls screaming and bawling, but the broom showed no mercy. They were running around the garden, jumping and weeping in pain, but the torture was almost endless.

Finally both girls rush to the wall. But the broom followed them, continue whipping their sore butts. Vampiress jumped over the wall, but before she could jump down, the broom hit her sore buttocks for the last time, making her fall from the wall.

She-werewolf jumped right after the broom threw vampiress off the wall. She caught the broom and angrily broke it.

"Damned peace of wood!" she said "How do you like this?" and she jumped down.

But right before she-werewolf escaped from the wall, witch cast another spell. A lighting flied right from her hand and hit she-werewolf's butt, making poor girl howl in pain as loud as she could.

Weeping and bawling in pain, poor girl reached their lair. 

"Damned witch! She should be sleeping!" vampiress cried, rubbing her sore bottom "All because of you! If you wasn't such a slowpoke, we would get the flower, and that bitch's magic would be useless against us! Stupid animal!"

"Because of me?!" she-werewolf growled, rubbing her still stinging bottom "It was your stupid idea!"

"Ugh! Hush! I need to rest! Oh... my poor bottom!" vampiress stripped naked and lied down on her belly "There's a jar with a healing balsam right behind my coffin. Spread it over my poor bottom, and I'll allow you to use all, what'll left to heal your stupid ass!" 

"Or what?" she-werewolf growled.

"You'd better not to test my patience!"

Story inspired by Kalidwen's game Elven Kingdom (which you may found here - https://kalidwen.itch.io/elven-kingdom)

Footstool

"Stay still, stupid creature! Since you lost the other book, I asked you to brought, you'd better not interrupt my reading! Or else..." *WHAP!!!*

"MMPH!!!"

 

Nature's Fury

"I warned you - in my sacred woods I don't need any weapon to deal with any intruder!"

I Have a Ways to Make You Talk!

"And I'll be happy, if you'll make me try them all!"

Rivals

"Pfui!"

"What's the matter, Belinda? This pose so suits you!"

"Stop this! You was just lucky, nothing more!"

"Maybe, but that means, that I can spank your stupid German ass, silly!"

Payback

 

Pool Trouble

"Well, Miss, you could read the rules not just here, but in the cloakroom or even in pool's hall! But you showed up like this! Do you have some troubles with English? Well, I hope this will be a very need lesson not just for you, but for everyone in this pool!"

"AUTSCH!!! Nein! AUTSCH!!!"

Burn, Burn, Fire and Flames!

 

Ass Effect

"Since, you're such a pity terrorist, the only thing which'll burn today will be your stupid ass!"

Winner and Loser

"When Molly suggested Belinda a bet, the German was so sure, that she'll win, that she agreed to Britishgirl's condition, that the loser will receive a spanking from Molly's French boyfriend. He promised Molly, that he'll whip her lightly, but lucky for him, the loser was Belinda...

Troublesome Au Pair

"Well, Miss Krüger, did I warned you, that if you're work performance will disappoint me, you'll get the belt?"

"Pfui! Maybe it is not that necessary, Frau Martin?"

"Shut up and bare that German ass of yours! You will get five more strokes for every minute I'll wait!"

"Whoops!"

Teaching Boss a Lesson

"AUA!!! Mein Popo! But Wendell! AU!!! I am your supervisor! AU!!! You have no right... AUA!!!"

"And you have no right to use office machinery such a way! And now I know, why xerox in this office crashes so often! So, you'd better bite your tongue, Miss Krüger! If you'll tell any more about your status, I'll put these xerocopies on the message board in the main hall!"

"AUA!!! Nein! Wendell, I... AUA!!!! You... AUA!!! I will raise your salary! AUA!!! Please, no more! AUA!!!"

 

Spooky House

Some young women, visiting the house, report experiencing sharp stinging sensations in their bottoms.

What causes this, and why it only affects young women, of not known.

In the days of Lady Edward, the explanation would have been simple; she was notorious for striking her maids and the prettier of her visitors randomly with her wooden hairbrush.

Just One Reason