Now Do It Yourself!

"Are you sure, Daddy?"

"Yes, David. I want to be sure, that you're ready to to keep order in the house. And, since our au pair girl showed such a poor performance today, I want you to punish her yourself!"

"Emm... Maybe this is not that necessary?"

"Hush, Belinda! Since my father thinks, that I should keep order in the house, I'll start from motivating one lazy German au pair to work hardly!"

"That's my son!"

When Words are not Enough

"Keep looking at me like this, beast, and I'll give our stupid ass to taste my whip a bit more! I warned you about hunting near my castle, didn't I? Well, since just my words weren't enough, I suppose some good old fashioned ass whipping will drive message home!"

Visual Demonstration

It was a lazy spring morning. Belinda Krüger, a temp in patents office, yawned and stretched, looking out the window. She was expecting another boring day in a boring office. When she accepted this job, she thought, that she would see some really interesting thing, but all she got was just a regular paper work.

So, when she saw an old gentleman, who was following to office door, she was already pretty sure, that he'll bring nothing but more boring paper work for her.

The old gentleman walked into the office and greeted Belinda and her boss - Mr. Joseph Jameson.

"Good morning, Mr. Jameson. Good morning, Miss. My name is Peter Atkinson. We have an appointment this morning."

"Good morning, Mr. Atkinson," Mr. Jameson replied. "Yes, we have. So, what is that unique invention, you told me about?"

Belinda just smiled condescendingly. She hadn't doubt, that an "unique invention" won't be anything, but another out of number words and numbers.

"Let me show you!" Mr. Atkinson said enthusiastically. He took off his hat and coat and started unpacking a parcel he brought with. Jameson and Belinda perplexedly watched, how he built up a very strange construction.

"What is this?" Belinda asked derisively. She had no idea, what this thing was, but she thought, that it looks totally ridiculous.

"Yes, Mr. Atkinson," Jameson said politely. "May you explain me and my secretary, what this thing is?"

"With a great pleasure!" Atkinson replied "Can you help me, Miss?"

"Krüger!" Belinda said "And how can I help?"

"Would you be so nice to check some bolts there?" he picked at a lowest part of his invention.

Belinda shrugged, kneeled and got into the strange bench.

"Please, place your legs here and bent here. Aha. Perfect!" Atkinson grinned and suddenly raised Belinda's skirt and pulled down her pantyhose and panties. "Mr. Jameson, let me show you my parallel punishment bars!" he said proudly and took the cane, which all this time was looked like a regular handle. "As you may see, a naughty young lady is properly fixed for her punishment and has no chance to escape or even cover her bottom!" the cane swished the air and heavily landed over Belinda's vulnerable buttocks, making the German scream out loud. "In the same time, it's totally harmless!" Atkinson continued the presentation by giving poor Belinda's bottom a two more hard strokes, making her squeal and howl. "She not just can't escape. She also can't harm herself when she'll squirm. There's no pointy details or any neck fixation, which could make her strangle herself!" and every time he wanted to proof himself, his cane was landing over Belinda's bottom, leaving bright red stripes and making poor girl howl in pain.

Speed-Up

"Boohoo! But this is ridiculous! Your guests will come momently, and you are making me cleaning looking up like this!"

"If you wasn't so slow with the cleaning, I didn't need to make you hurry up! And you'd better work faster, if you don't want to make my guests see this freshly striped fat lazy German ass of yours!"

A Tough Day

A tall, buxom blonde looked around in a hugger-mugger, and carefully, trying not to draw any attention, rubbed her plump bottom tightly clad in a pair of a black leather pants. She always liked to wear tight things which accentuated her curves, but not this day. The only reason she had put on these leather pants was that those were the best choice to ride a motorcycle.

Of course, it was not the best day for such a ride, but a bicycle or car would have only been worse. Belinda Krüger rubbed her sore bottom again and sighed. The German blonde had no idea how she would be able to sit down during all her classes that day. All the bruises Madame Beauvoir’s paddle had left on her plump buttocks were terribly sore. Belinda sighed again. The worst thing was that she had no wish to make anyone even suspect that her bottom was aching. Yes, it was only her fault that she and her flatmate Alicia had gotten into such trouble with their landlady.

Slowly, Belinda walked into an auditorium and very carefully sat down at her place, trying not to wince when the burning in her sore buttocks became stronger. Madame Beauvoir’s paddle had been really bad, but that day had gotten much worse. Belinda couldn’t blame Alicia for her ire, since she had brought both of them into trouble. But she really didn’t expect how furious she would be.

***

“Alicia, bitte, I am sorry!” Belinda said, rubbing her sore bottom nervously “Look, if you want to spank me, right now it will be really painful just with your hand!” she gulped.

“Maybe,” the French girl replied, focusing her attention on a clasp-pin with which she was picking the lock on the closet where Madame Beauvoir kept all her dreadful arsenal.

“But I really want to be sure I’ll drive the message home! And since you introduced me to many things about German culture, I want to repay a debt and introduce to you one very important thing from French culture!”

***

Belinda shook her head, trying to focus at the lecture, but every time she was moving even a bit, the sharp pain in her buttocks was making her bite her lips and even more wiggling, trying to find a position, in which she would be able to sit comfortably even a bit.

***

The lock finally gave up, and the closet opened, and both girls gulped again, seeing all Madame Beauvoir’s dreadful arsenal once again.

“I bet, if Frau Beauvoir finds out you picked her closet she will be even more mad, than today…” Belinda trembled.

“Well, I’ll think about that, when she visits us next time…” Alicia grinned, gazing at all the implements in the closet. “And now I need to choose my little assistant for our very long talk!”

***

Belinda noticed some curious and suspecting glances from the students, which were sitting near her, and again tried her best not to wiggle and sniff. She felt like she was sitting on a sizzling hot stove. Or like a cat on a hot tin roof. Or like a dog, who got boiled for howling or barking under a window. And the class was still far from over! And it was just the first one… This day would be very long for sure! Those thoughts and feelings made her focus more on the memories, which were fresh enough, than on the lecture.

***

Alicia finally made her choice. She took the martinet and looked at Belinda. The German sniffed and rubbed her bottom.

“Alice, bitte… Maybe this is not that necessary?” she trembled, looking at her flatmate’s weapon.

“It is!” the French nodded strictly. “When you asked me for help, I gave you a hand. But, since you turned it into nothing more, but a problem for both of us, I guess, I need to give you a hand in some different way!” she growled. “Now take off your pants and panties and stay on all fours! You’d better hurry, or I’ll start adding some extra strokes for every second I’ll wait!”

Belinda mumbled something in German, but looking at martinet in Alicia’s hand she cowardly took off her leggings and panties for the second time that day. But this time, she also lost her heels. So, bared for the waist down, she stood on all fours in front of her flatmate.

Alicia grinned, looking at her already bruised backside. “Well, when I’ll finish with you, you’ll recall this for the rest of the week!” she said and overstepped Belinda, locking her between her legs. “And now I’ll give your fesses a bonne fessée!”

Belinda gulped and closed her eyes, mumbling a prayer. For a few seconds a complete silence filled the room. And then with a whistling sound martinet swished air and with a sound clap it’s lashes landed on a big round German buttock, which was already very tender after the paddling from landlady, with a loud switching sound, and then even more loud girlish howling filled the room.

“AUTSCH!!!! AU!!! AU!!! But Alice! Are we not friends?!” Belinda wept.

“Yes, we are!” Alicia replied in a stern voice “But sometimes being a friend means to be strict!” and she raised her hand again.

The martinet was falling down on Belinda’s sore buttocks again and again, leaving deep red stripes over her buttocks, which were already spotted with some bruises after the paddling. Belinda howled and wept. She kicked her legs, almost falling on the floor, and wagged her bottom, trying to save it from the retribution, but Alicia held her in position strong enough to make her unable to escape.

***

One of Krüger’s usual problems was that she often could easily fall asleep, listening to lectures. But not today. The sharp burning pain in her first paddled and then whipped buttocks was too strong for that. But on the other hand, that pain also made her unable to really listen to the professor.

***

“I just want to make the things clear!” Alicia said, giving a hard, burning stroke to Belinda’s ass at each word “When you’re asking me for any help, I’m expecting that you’ll keep your promises but not to get me into trouble! And I’m also expecting that you’ll be as good as your word!” she raised her voice to talk down Belinda’s crying and howling “And if you’ll behave yourself like an untrustworthy naughty girl, I will treat you like one! Even if that’ll mean that I’ll hide this German ass of yours like there’s no tomorrow!”

And Belinda really felt it like there wouldn’t be any tomorrow. She had ended up like this quite often, and she could say that this was one of the worst that had ever happened to her buttocks. Now she was sorry for all her misdeeds. She wasn’t totally agreeing with Alicia that she deserved such a merciless punishment, but she was ashamed enough to take it from her.

***

Belinda wiggled again, making the students, more of which were watching her mystery distress, then listening to the professor, smirking and giggling. They all were pretty sure of what had happened to naughty blonde, since it was not the first time that she had had some troubles with sitting down during the classes, what she always tried to hide but always not very successfully. Belinda tried to sit on her hip. It helped for some time, but it wasn’t very comfortable, so she had no choice, but to sit on the other.

***

After some minutes, some very painful and humiliating minutes for Belinda, Alicia finally stopped and touched the very sore and very sorry flatmate’s bottom, checking the welts from the martinet.

“Well, I hope you learned your lesson!” she said, giving Belinda a slap with her hand, making the German scream “Now get up!” she continued, and slapped Belinda’s buttocks again.

Belinda jumped up and started the brat war-dance, clutching her burning bottom and howling in pain. Alicia giggled at her flatmate’s discomfort and, after a few minutes, which Belinda spend dancing in pain, caught her by the hand.

“Now you’ll return to the corner and will stay there, until I’ll say, you can leave!” she said and made the tear-stained girl stand in a corner her nose to the wall with her hands on her head.

Belinda whimpered and moaned, feeling totally embarrassed.

***

When the class was finally over, Belinda slowly went out from the auditorium, trying not to pay any attention to any suspicious grins. She followed to the restroom, where she could finally put her too-tight-for-this-day pants down and give some relief to her poor, sore buttocks. She tried to imagine how she would survive all the classes, if even the first one had been such a torture, and burst into tears.

A Visit from the Landlady

The knock on the door was the first indication that the two young students were in trouble. Mme Beauvoir, their landlady, had a very characteristic knock-knock-pause-knock that they had learnt to dread. Alicia looked at Belinda, her German flatmate, with wide eyes.

“Bel?” she asked in French, “You did pay the rent on time, right? Right?”

Belinda didn’t answer. She was blushing, the wheels in her head turning, trying to remember words, trying to form a sentence in French. Nothing came. Alicia put her palm to her forehead and bit her bottom lip.

Knock-knock-pause-knock, the sound came again, a little more forcefully. Clearly, Madame Beauvoir was losing patience. Alicia had a quick glance around to make sure the mess wasn’t too awful, then went to answer the door while Belinda hid some takeaway boxes away and closed the door to her bedroom, where clothes had a tendency to pile up on the floor, unexpectedly. When she came back to the living-room, Alicia was looking down at the floor, blushing hard, and Madame Beauvoir was in the middle of one of her dreaded tirades. Belinda wasn’t sure she understood every word, but she knew that tone, and where it lead. Instinctively, her hand went to her round, shapely bottom, and rubbed.

“Ah! Belinda!” Madame Beauvoir said, in her nasal accent, when she saw the blond girl. She switched to English, “I was saying to Alicia here that again, the rent hasn’t been paid this month! This is completely unacceptable!

“Oui, Madame…” was all that Belinda could say. Alicia said nothing, her eyes still firmly on the polished hardwood floor.

“And that’s after you promised last month that it wouldn’t happen again!”

“Oui, Madame,” Belinda replied with a shameful nod.

“I had warned you last month about what would happen if you were late again… didn’t I?” the landlady asked. Belinda just nodded this time.

Alicia lifted her gaze and looked at her flatmate, equal parts fear and anger.

“You said you would do it on time for sure!” she hissed.

Belinda pouted. She had said it, that was true, and she had meant it too! She had just been… Distracted! There was this cute American boy at University. An exchange student, like her. And the Spanish one as well, plus a couple local French guys who found her accent charming and her ability to drink pint after pint of beer even more so. And… Well, maybe there had been a night or two —or five— at the bar, but that wasn’t so bad, was it? There was plenty of money… Or so she thought. After another fun night out, she had received a text from her bank… Not he good kind of text from the bank —if such a thing existed. She had been too afraid to ask Alicia for money again. Surely, she would find a way to fix it before the rent was due? There was her little job at the boulangerie…

Then Clément had invited her to a party at his place, and she had forgotten all about it. Until now. Time seemed to snap back, and Madame Beauvoir was pointing to the sofa in the living room and saying something in French. She rustled in her little leather handbag and produced a key. Putting the bag down, she walked to the locked closet door at the other end of the lounge, the one that tenants couldn’t open. She unlocked it with a turn of the key. Alicia gasped as she saw the dozen or so implements hanging on the inside of the door. Martinets, belts, leather and hardwood paddle, a crop, a tawse… Belinda wondered whether the strict Madame Beauvoir had been a Dominatrix in a past life, or whether she had had a lot of problem tenants. Either way, she let out a little moan of anguish when the landlady took one of the wooden paddles off its hook and closed the door. The woman’s heels clacked rhythmically on the hardwood floor as she made her way back to them, tapping the paddle ominously in her open left palm.

She barked something in French, and Belinda looked at Alicia in confusion. The red-haired French girl glared. In English, she said “Take your leggings down…”

“Was? Quoi? What?” Belinda stammered. Getting punished was one thing, but surely, not on the bare?

Alicia shook her head and started to undo her jeans. “It’s so unfair!” she hissed again, “I gave you the money!”

“Ja, I know, Alice, I’m sorry…” Belinda said, hesitantly pulling her leggings and underwear down.

“After this, you and I are going to have a talk!” Alicia promised, anger in her voice. Belinda said nothing.

“Mesdemoiselles!” Mme Beauvoir called, “I have other things to do today, so I would advise you to get in position quickly!”

As she said so, she gave the implement cupboard’s door a glance, a promise of what would happen if they didn’t hurry up. Within seconds, the two flatmates were in position over the back of the sofa, their trousers down to their thighs and their round white bottoms up in the air. Alicia was muttering in French, and Belinda wondered how she always ended up in these situations.

Her questions were cut short by the sound of Alicia screaming when the paddle came down on her ass with a loud ‘WHACK!” that she swore made the windows tremble. She looked up behind her and saw the paddle swing down again toward the French girl’s derrière. Alicia screamed again, and again, and again as more swats landed on her tender cheeks. Belinda closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, knowing that she would be next. Then, suddenly, pain exploded in her rear. She opened her eyes wide as tears streamed down her face and she let out a pained cry. Just as with Alicia, Mme Beauvoir poured hard smacks on her bottom, warming it to a burning sear within half a minute. As suddenly as it had started, her torment stopped, and she heard Alicia screaming again. A few moments later, the paddle came back for her, and on and on it went, the two girls taking turns screaming, begging and kicking their legs.

“I will give you until the end of the week to pay your rent, ladies,” the woman was saying. “And I’ll warn you now, next time, my husband will be the one to come — and he’s not as nice as I am… Understood?”

In between sniffles and cries, the girls nodded vigorously and said, “Yes ma’m, sorry ma’m.” The paddle came down again, a dozen smacks each until their bottoms were covered in red, throbbing marks.

Seemingly satisfied, Madame Beauvoir put the paddle down on the sofa. Neither of the girls dared to move. Belinda felt a blissfully fresh hand on her bottom, inspecting the marks. She heard a grunt of satisfaction, and the landlady moved on to Alicia. Belinda heard her gasp. “Well well, Alicia,” Mme Beauvoir said, “It seems you didn’t hate that as much as I thought…” Alice closed her eyes and buried her face in the sofa, blushing as hard as one could. Standing between the two punished girls, the landlady slapped both their bottoms in unison with her open hands. They yelped.

“To the corner, girls!” she announced, and they both got up without protestation. “Take your trousers fully off,” Mme Beauvoir continued. Again, they said nothing, sliding their trousers over their shoes and leaving them on the back of the sofa. They made their way to the corner and Alicia put her hands over her head. Belinda looked back at the landlady, who gave a sharp nod towards the French girl. Belinda put her arm over her head as well.

They heard the sound of the paddle being hooked back in the closet, and the door being locked. Madame Beauvoir walked around the flat, commenting on the mess, the dirty dishes, the recycling that needed to come down. She opened Belinda’s room’s door, and from the gasp, she wasn’t happy about it. Mercifully, she said nothing and carried on. Both girls could feel their bottom burning, and wanted nothing more than to rub it, dance around to ease the pain, but they didn’t dare, for fear more punishment would come their way. Finally, after what seemed an eternity, the front door opened and closed.

For a full five minutes, neither of the girls moved, not wanting to tempt fate. Finally, Belinda took a deep breath and looked back.

“I think she’s gone…” she said

“Shhhh!” came the reply, “Don’t!! My butt is bruised enough already…”

They waited another five minutes, just to be on the safe side, then finally put their arms down and rubbed their crimson bottoms with little cried of pain and big sighs of relief.

“I have some lotion in my room if you want,” said Belinda, shyly.

“I think you’ve done enough, quite frankly!” said Alicia.

“Alice, I’m sorry…” the German girl said, biting her lip, “I didn’t mean to get you in trouble…”

“And yet!…”

Belinda said nothing, still rubbing her round bottom.

“What will you do?” she asked, finally.

“About what?”

“Well, you said we would have a talk…”

“Oh!” said Alicia with a grin, “Well, first, I’m going to figure out how to unlock that closet!”

“Ach, Scheiße…” whispered Belinda.

Seal's Ire

Karnacht and Mina

It was a mildly chilly morning, and Mina had just finished her morning exercise which partly consisted of spanking a bratty imp that shall remain unnamed for the time being. Upon sending the brat fleeing her nose perked up as she sensed another within her realm of the Forbidden Forest.

He had just finished a tiring, strenuous battle with an unimaginable horror and had stumbled into the Forbidden Forest seeking respite although not realizing where he was at first. He looked over as he saw a familiar being approach him. "Hey, get out of the forest NOW! or pay the price..." she yelled at him. As she got closer her demeanor changed slightly. "Oh, it's you, and you don't look so good right now..." Mina shifted her head back slightly and blinked rapidly for a moment. "You know I've always been a fan, but even you have to get out of the forest if you don't want to be spanked." He nodded his head in agreement. "I'll kindly be on my way Miss Mina. It was nice seeing you again." With that he left. A good sense of direction is not one of Karnacht's strengths so before long he became lost again. Luckily he stumbled upon a hidden graveyard within the Forbidden Forest. Many of the epitaphs featured occult imagery and looked rather sinister. "A graveyard of the wicked, but a graveyard nonetheless..." He sat on a bench shaped marker with a pentagram on it and rested.

Before Mina could return to her dwelling to change out of her exercise uniform, her little nose perked up as she sniffed the air. "Someone is still in my forest!" Immediately she set off to sniff out the unknown intruder. Soon after she followed her nose to a part of the forest she had not entered in some time, an eerie cemetery hidden behind some foliage that blends in a little too well. "Aha! I told you to leave once, but even you won't get a second chance. Prepare to get one hell of a spanking!" Mina pointed her finger at him and grinned showing her teeth. Karnacht stood up, fully rested and healed from his time there and began gradually approaching her. "My employers have designated ALL graveyards as my sanctuaries so you've no right to tell me to leave!" Mina clenched both her fists beside her and arched forward while keeping her back straight in a classic angry pose. "But it's MY forest! Fine! Let's have a duel, but once I kick the crap out of you that butt is mine!" Mina got into a battle pose while Karnacht tossed both sides of his trench coat back and armed himself with a zombie claw on his right hand.

"Sicc'em!" Mina pointed at him, and three of her impish fairies attempted to swarm him. He quickly pulled out his 3 strand Satan's Cane and quickly swatted them sending them flying away gripping their butts and crying. "Oh c'mon Mina, you can do better than that! Besides, I'm fighting you not your forest dwellers." She charged forward in a blur and attempted to slash at him with her claws. He barely was able to deflect her assault with his claw. Karnacht pushed back the side of his trench coat, unsheathed his machete, and in an instant stabbed it clean through Mina's abdomen before slowly pulling it out. She coughed a bit a blood and smiled. "Seriously?! You know defeating a demon won't be that easy." He casually flung the blood off it before returning to a fighting stance. "Of course not, but it's a helluva way to start the fight!"  Mina scurried back a few paces and began waving her hands around each other as she was summoning a fireball. She launched it and hit him dead center with it causing him to fall face first on the ground. At first she thought she'd won until she saw him slowly getting up using his machete to keep his balance as he did. "B-but you're just a human! That should have been enough to fry you..." He caught his balance and coughed a puff of smoke out of the snout of his mask. "I'm quite nihilistic, and magic doesn't seem to have as much of an effect on me as it does most; this is a double edged sword as I'm barely healed by it also. Karnacht shook off the attack and mounted his attack, Mina's tail stood straight out as fire filled her eyes, and the two clashed further.

The fight lasted well into the evening as darkness was just on the horizon. Neither one was really able to overtake the other, and thus far the battle was a stalemate. "You've given me quite a fight so far! Graveyards help me to regain my strength so if we had fought before I had a chance to heal you probably would have won." Mina smirked. "You're not so bad yourself, for a frail weakling human...." Karnacht dropped his machete to the ground and unfastened his zombie claw to leave himself unnarmed as he readied his black leather gloved hands in a grappling pose. "This is truly your domain Miss Mina. From what I can tell you're damn near invincible in the Forbidden Forest. Regardless of the outcome, let's end this!" She mounted one more attack against him, and he grabbed her when she got near him. "Haha! You can't hold me long you weak little..." he headbutted her and stunned her momentarily before shoulder charging her knocking her face first onto the bench shaped grave with a pentagram on it that he sat on earlier. When Mina  snapped out of it she recoiled in horror as she realized what had happened. "Oh I'm so going to kill you for this!" She shrieked at him. Mina attempted in vain to get up and only made it as far as being on all fours with her butt perked up in the air. "Well well, what do we have here? It seems that pentagrams trap you like they do most demons. Thank you Dean and Sam Winchester!" He approached her and got out his Satan's Cane once more. "Wh-what are you going to do?!" she looked back with a worried look on her face. He gripped the butt part of her leotard with one hand and pulled it up her crack a bit exposing her ass cheeks. "No! You can't spank me! this is my forest, remember?" He patted her butt with the cane causing it to flinch. "Ah, but you were going to spank me for merely being in a designated sanctuary. Besides, I think this will do you some good. This one's gonna hurt for a long time." He gave her the first swat, and she cried out although the punishment was only beginning....

It was nighttime now, and he was whipping her butt repeatedly and rythmically with the cane. *smack...*smack...*smack...* Each stroke causing her to thrust forward slightly and shed more tears although she wasn't going anywhere. Mina gritted her teeth, cried, and wiggled her butt in an attempt to even out the pain. *Spank!...*Spank!...*Spank!...* A deluge of tears burst forth from her eyes, and she cried out one final time. "Ok, ok, please STOP! I've had enough! I can't take anymore!" Karnacht seemed unaffected by this. "Oh? And why prey tell should I?" Mina attempted to bargain with him, but the spanking never slowed down its staccato pace while she did. "Because.." *smack...!* *smack!..* "I can be of help to you. I know how you're the Easter equivalent of Krampus and how overworked you are during the upcoming season. I'm a legendary spanker myself so if you let me go now I'll help you with your heavy work load and spank some of the brats with you." Karnacht abruptly stopped the whipping. "Hmmm, you have me interested. I think I'll free you from that sepulcher so we can continue this conversation altho you may not be able to sit while we chat....."

Picking up where we left off. Mina is stuck on the pentagram sepulcher having just been spanked. She struck a bargain to help him spank some brats since this is one of his busy seasons for brats.

"Okay Mina,  go into a 'down dog' pose, like in yoga." Karnacht fetched a big, black marker out of a trench coat pocket. She seemed confused "Down dog? What?" He popped the top off the marker. "Stretch your arms and legs a bit and stick your butt in the air so I have room to draw." She did as he asked and winced as her butt felt sore all over again being subjected to this position. "Make it quick!" She held in place while he drew a crescent moon over the pentagram and then recapped and placed the marker back in his pocket. He put his arm around her waist and picked her up off the sepulcher and then sat her down on it in a sitting position. "Owww! Watch the butt!" Mina complained at him. He seemed unaffected by her outburst or discomfort and merely stood silent while she eased herself up rubbing her bottom. "So about this deal we've struck, let me go back to my house and change into something more 'appropriate' before we discuss details, ok?" He quietly nodded. "K! BRB!" Mina trotted off despite her stinging rump.

   "Oke~ I'm back!" When Karnacht got a look at Mina he took a deep breath and exhaled so slowly that it wasn't even audible through his mask. She was wearing a dominatrix outfit that consisted of horizontal lines of tight black material that showed off rows of flesh and had gartered black stockings not to mention her long black gloves and black pumps. She grinned showing those sharp fangs of hers and approached Karnacht. "Gee, I'll bet the big bad ass bunny is blushing underneath that mask of his..." She reached forward and carefully pinched the cheek of his mask without touching the spikes. "Knock that off!" he reached up and gently motioned her hand down. "You're currently under contract with me," he reached into his inner coat pocket, pull out a piece of paper, and unfolded it, "and we have work to do. Here I have a list of br-" Mina lunged forward and snatched the piece of paper out of his hand. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, a list of brats!" Her eyes widened. "Lots of naughties for me, er us, to spank!" Her tail started to stand up. Karnacht reached forward and took the paper from her, slightly annoyed. "You don't get to just spank whoever you want, whenever you want. There are protocols and procedures to follow with this sort of thing. According to the li-" In the blink of an eye she climbed up on his back and looked over his shoulder at the list. "Rules this, protocal that. You and your boring procedures! How about that one?" She pointed at a name on the list. "Blitzkrieg? She's not on the schedule until.." Mina grabbed the paper, placed her feet into his back, and leaped over his head landing on her feet. None of this seemed to particularly bother Karnacht. "You and your nonsense paperwork! I'm in your employ now, and what good am I if we screw around with this administrative crap all night. I'm not a secretary ya know." She rubbed her forehead with the tips of her fingers in slight annoyance upon saying that last part. "Besides...." She grinned without showing her teeth and clasped her hands around her groin, keeping them beside her boobs therefore emphasizing them, "we're partners now, and I should have some say in this. And I say we pick someone on this list and light her tail up!" Karnacht took a deep breath and exhaled with a slight sigh. "I suppose you're right, but Blitzkrieg is currently in Germany. How are we going to get to her tonight?" Mina rolled the list up, stuffed it between her boobs, and winked. "You just leave that to me Sir Easter Krampus!"

"I gotta admit, this is pretty cool." Karnacht observed the pale blue portal Mina created with her demonic magic. "Okay, what are we waiting for! This one is currently being very naughty so let's go get her!" They ran through the portal, and it closed a split second after their exit. "Well, here we are in jolly ol' Deutchland." Karnacht took in his surrounding. "Wasn't it still night time when we left?" Mina gave a quick nonchalant expression. "Yeah, that time zone differential is jolting isn't it?" After a moment they saw several police cars rounding the street they were standing on, obviously in hot pursuit. "Ahh, nothing like a good ol' morning bank robbery to start the day." Mina chuckled. "The police are already after her. I say we let them take care of her since it's their job after all." Karnacht chimed in. Mina smirked. "But the police likely aren't going to spank her, are they?" "Well...no.." "Oke then! Let's go get her! I know a shortcut." She shot a blue blast out of her palm and grabbed Karnacht by the neck of his coat and tugged at him to follow her in. Emerging from the exit portal they witness a blonde woman in pigtails in a purple and yellow mini skirt outfit running with a bag of money. "That fiendish Kraut is all mine!" Mina got down on all fours, leapt through the air, and pounced on the fleeing thief. Karnacht quickly caught up. "Get your handz off of me!" The pigtailed robber spoke with a heavy German accent. Mina grinned while scrunching her face in a comedic way, placed her fingers in Blitzkrieg's back, and shoved her into Karnacht's chest.

"Vaht is de meaning of zis?! You have no authority to spank mein Popo!" Blitzkrieg looked straight up at his masked face with a look that was half disgust and half fear. Karnacht grabbed her by the arm and dragged her to a nearby chair. "Mina, why don't you take the first crack at this fiesty tart?" Mina bounced up and down with excitement.  She sat down and yanked her over her lap causing the robber to drop the bag of money. "Nein! Nein!" She protested. Mina bent Blitzkrieg over her knee, wedged her panties in between her buttcrack, and began whipping her butt with her tail. "Autsch! Autsch! Autsch!" Tears flowed from Blitzkrieg's eyes and she struggled forward in Mina's grip as her boobs jiggled with each smack from Mina's tail on her butt. Following a good while of this Mina finally had her fill momentarily as she released the German brat from her grip. Blitzkrieg jumped up, ran forward while crying and rubbing her butt, and crashed right into Karnacht who picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder. "Scheiße! Nicht noch einmal!" He carried her to the now vacant chair, bent her over the back of it, pulled up her skirt exposing her panties, and laid into her butt with his open hand. "Auch! Mein Popo! Mein Popo...." He spanked her repeatedly while Mina watched, smirking at what she was seeing. Blitzkrieg tried to struggle, but he held her in place with his left hand. After he had thoroughly worn her rear end out he started to let her up.   Blitzkrieg rubbed her butt and attempted to run away, but Mina quickly caught her. "Not so fast you lil brat!"  The spankee began to wriggle once she could hear sirens in the distance. "Bitte, let me go to die Polizei. Gefängnis, can't be any vorse zan zis!" She attempted to kick her legs while Mina got in a few more strokes with her tail. Mina held onto Blitzkrieg. "Ok the cops are getting closer. We should probably get out of here really soon, but this brat hasn't gotten nearly what she deserves yet." Karnacht rubbed his chin. "Let's bring her with us. Gimme a moment." He got out his cellphone and typed a message before putting it back. "We can drop her off at a park while we go collect more brats to teach some discipline to. Someone will be waiting there to watch over her for us while we work." Mina nodded her head once to agree. "Sounds good to me. Blitzkrieg, you're going to be sorry you rolled out of bed and decided to put that skimpy costume on and rob a bank today!" Blitzkrieg glowered at Mina through her tears. "Hmph!" With that Karnacht ran through the portal Mina created head first while she dragged Blitzkrieg by one of her pigtails into the blue void.

Once again they exited the blue portal but were in a public park that was virtually empty since it was night time. In the distance a girl with brown pigtails was approaching them. Once they got closer they could see her. She was wearing a black shirt with a bunny skull and crossbones on it, had a black skirt, black gloves, and black boots, and was wearing a spiked respirator mask on her face. In her hand she was carrying an Easter basket that appeared to be filled with punishment implements. "Mina, say hello to Yami. She was the contact I was referring to." Karnacht paused for a moment, completely redirecting his attention to Yami. "Speaking of which, remember this lil comment of yours, Yami?

Her eyes widened a bit, and she looked away. "You know I have a policy about teasing those who are being spanked..." She lowered her head, looked away, and blushed. "C'mon, hand me the one you think you deserve." Hearing that she reached in the basked and pulled out a rubber paddle that consisted of two split strands and was shaped like a short, thick tawse. She sat the basket down as he pulled her over his lap and raised her skirt revealing panties with a teddy bear on them. Yami looked at Mina who was about to watch her spanking, looked to the side, then looked down. Mina grinned with the side of her mouth but didn't say anything. Karnacht brought the first smack down on Yami's butt, and her eyes squinted, tears already welling up in them. He spanked her for a little while longer while she tried to kick even tho she was pinned between his legs now. She eventually cried out and really let the tears flow when he abruptly stopped, let her up, and hugged her. "I think you've learned your lesson for now. Why don't you be a good girl and bind Blitzkrieg and watch over her while Mina and I fetch more brats?" He patted her right on the teddy bear, making her gasp a bit due to her sore butt. Yami took the rubber paddle from him and placed it back in the basket. She then fetched some rope and tied Blitzkrieg's wrist together before chaining her to a nearby bench. "That's a good lil girl!" Karnacht rubbed Yami's hair. "Oke Karnacht, who's next?" Mina fetched the list out from between her boobs." The masked rabbit gave it a look. "Hmmmm, how about this one? She's quite dangerous...." Mina held the other side of the list and traced it with her free hand. "Sadira? She just might fuck you up Karnacht ol' buddy ol' pal!" Mina playfully nudged him with her elbow as she said that.

This time when the exited the portal they emerged in a strange cave adorned with a couple of fires contained in ornate braziers and some middle eastern looking ornaments about including a throne where a woman in a dark red hood sat. There were also big spider webs all about. She didn't appear to be wearing much else underneath the hooded robe. "Why do you come here. Thisss isss my cave!" With that she lept down from the throne and immediately began attacking Karnacht since she likely saw him as the biggest threat. She slashed and kicked at him with her claws so quickly her movements were just a blur, and although he was able to block or parry most of them she got a nice good slash in across his chest armor. "She's really fast!" Karnacht exclaimed just before going on the offensive himself with his zombie claws and machete out. She was so much faster than him that he mostly had to wait for her to attack him and counterattack since he was barely able to land a hit while attacking her. Mina stood back and launched fireballs at her in order to try and give Karnacht a chance to hit her, but all this did was cause Sadira to put distance between them so she could better dodge the demon magic. Their blades clashed some more, and Karnacht went for Sadira head-on with his machete. He managed to nick her across the tummy with the edge of it, but doing so left him wide open so she got to cut him across the leg which would have injured him worse if it weren't for his leather pants. "Oke, this is going nowhere...." Karnacht backed up, sheethed his weapons, and got out his phone all while Mina laid cover fire allowing him to do so. "Mina, portal now! Yami is on her way." Mina nodded, "On it!" Not two seconds later Yami stepped through the portal with the easter basket of implements. He grabbed something out of it but quickly hid it in his trench coat so Sadira couldn't see. "Alright Mina, I got this....." Karnacht approached Sadira unarmed but never got close enough to hit her. He kept just enough distance so that whenever she tried attacking he could quickly dodge. During her next attack Karnacht threw open the side of his trenchcoat and pulled out a whip. He drew back and laid into Sadira's back with it, a resounding "crack" filling the cave. Sadira grimaced, gritted her teeth, and shed a tear from each eye. She crouched on all fours with her knees sticking out in one of her signature attacking positions with a tear running down each cheek. "Want another one?...." Karnacht readied the whip again but wasn't ready to lash again. Sadira looked over at Yami and lunged forward getting a slight cut in across her abdomen before scurrying off toward Mina. "Oh that does it! Mina I have an idea. Make a portal that leads to me!" Mina created one in front of her right as Sadira lunged at her. "Say Mina, why didn't you use these portals in the fight against me?" Karnacht rightfully inquired. "I have to concentrate when I use them. There's no way I'd have a chance with those claws and big machete of yours coming at me." Sadira went through the portal and came out in Karnacht's grip. "You're mine now...." He stabbed her in the shoulder with his zombie claw while holding her in a choke hold with the other hand, he pulled it out and ran it through her gut, then he let go of her throat and head butted her right in the face with his spiked mask launching her off of his claw. "Mortal Kombat X-Ray style!" he exclaimed upon finishing the bone crunching, inner organ slicing maneuver. Mina winced at the sight of every blow as they seemed to happen in slow motion. "Get her out of here Mina and back to the park. I'm gonna make sure Yami is ok."

Back in the park the two brats were subdued to the bench, and Yami had only suffered a minor cut that was now treated. "We can do another one." Mina looked at the list. They both agreed on the next one, Lilith. Leaving Yami to watch over the other two they made off to the Girls' Academy where Lilith was causing trouble. "That little squirt is a demon?!" Mina seemed disbelieved at the prospect that this cute girl clutching a teddy bear was responsible for so much carnage. "Mina, this one's all yours..." Karnacht rubbed his forehead and backed away. Mina grinned and tackled Lilith right away. "Get off me you brat! I'm gonna kick your fat ass, and once my father Satan finds out about this he'll eat your soul!" Lilith engaged Mina back as they wrestled, struggled, and particpated in hand to hand combat. Karnacht gave a short cheering gesture and then fiddled with his phone for a moment. "Beat that naughty little butt of hers, Mina!" he called over to the fighting girls. Whilst looking at his planner he overheard smacks accompanined by Lilith's crying which could only mean one thing... Mina defeated Lilith and had her pinned underfoot with her teddy bear panties showing, snug against her now pink butt. Lilith struggled and whimpered, "No fair! I'm gonna kill you for this!" Mina picked the little scamp up under her arm.  "Let's get out of here Karnacht. I hear the headmistress here is a real bitch."

"And that makes three!" Mina nods approvingly. "Let's get started." Karnacht began rummaging through implements in the basket. "Wait..." Mina perked her ear up. "I think there's room on this bench for one more." Nearby they could see a young chubby woman in a short skirt, fishnet top, and hipster glasses screaming and yelling at a short, skinny man who was balding and also wore glasses. "We'll be back in a moment." Karnacht kissed Yami on the forehead before he walked away. She tilted her head down slightly and blushed in a way that could even be seen through the mask. When they got closer to the young chubby woman and the thin middle aged man they realized it was a daughter screaming and yelling at her father. "And how DARE you tell me that I shouldn't go to the Slut Rally!" The man stammered, apparently intimidated by her, "B-b-but pumpkin, it's on your grandma's birthday, and she'd love to see you. Besides, I just bought you that new car. D-don't you think she'd enjoy seeing it?" This seemed to piss the girl off even more. "I'm 20, and even tho I still live in your house you can't tell me what to do! You could never understand with all your male privilege!" She continued to yell and berate him. He shook nervously and tried to reason with her. "I-I'm not telling you that you c-can't go; I'm just saying that you sh-shouldn't, s-sweetheart." They hadn't noticed Mina and Karnacht yet, and Mina looked up at his mask to address him. "Well, what do you think?" Karnacht did an eye rolling motion with his head. "If I have to hear any more of her big mouth I think my head is going to explode." He lightly shrugged his shoulders. "I've heard enough. Let's put some blisters on her fat, pink butt!"

Karnacht walked up and nonchalantly took the chubby girl by the arm. "Hey! Get your greasy hand off me you creep before I yell 'assault' so loud your shit for brains will spew out." Mina smirked, "Let her have it big boi..." With one hand he pulled his belt out and folded it in half. He yanked on the girl's arm so that she went straight over his knee as he sat down on the bench. "H-hey, you can't do this! Assault! Assault!" The first lick of the belt tore into her chubby butt, and the cracking sound filled the park. Her eyes filled up with tears, and for a moment she was too choked up to even form words. "D-dad help me!" She squirmed as Karnacht gave her a few more licks making that bubble butt of hers bounce. The girl's dad slightly smiled as he watched. "That man looks mighty scary, pumpkin. I don't think I'd stand a chance against him. It looks like you'll just have to take this whipping." He said nonchalantly. The rhythmic belt whipping never ceased for a moment during this banter. Her face twisted into an angry expression as her mascara started running down her eyes. "Well fuck you dad! I hope you and grandma both die and rot in Hell!" Karnacht reared back and gave her several fast, hard licks from that one. "Aaaaaaaaaaooooooooooooooow-hooow-hooow!" the girl blubbered. He tore into her butt with the belt like a machine as she gritted her teeth, and her runny eyes cast a glaze of pure hatred through her hipster glasses. "Aaaaaoow, oke I'm sorry! I'm sorry dad!" Karnacht kept whipping her, and that made her crocodile tears soon fade. "Well fuck you!" she screamed. Mina had a big grin while she watched. "This one has obviously needed this for a while. I'm guessing you never had the balls to do what was necessary." She looked at the girl's father as she said the last part. Finally, he stopped and let the crying, chubby girl up off his lap. She sneered and gave them all the middle finger as she rubbed her panty clad bottom. Karnacht rubbed his chin. "Hmmmmmm, I don't think this one's had enough yet. Mina what do you think? Perhaps she should join the others?" Mina nodded in approval. "I shall call my muse." He motioned for Yami to come. "Set the table for one more, we've got an extra special guest tonight!"

All four brats were on the bench, bound, and bent over with their butts properly displayed for punishment. Karnacht and Mina were like two kids in a candy store going through the Easter Basket of Implements to use on the four brats at their sadistic mercy. Mina picked out a few, and Karnacht picked out a few to start with. "Hey Mina!" He tossed her a 3 ft long whip that was forked at the end like a snake's tongue. "Why don't you give this a try? Feel free to borrow it anytime!" Mina grinned, tugged on it at both ends to get a feel for it, and decided to put it to good use. For a good long time they whipped, spanked, paddled, and caned all four of the brats while Yami and the girl's father watched. Karnacht's masked muse lifted her skirt and rubbed her own bottom from the spanking Karnacht gave her before. Mina struck a pose with the whip in front of the brats, admiring her handiwork as her tail boner made apparent. "Say Karnacht, we should do this again sometime!" He shrugged his shoulders and held his signature paddle ready to give Blitzkrieg one more lick. "Why not?!"

Jealous Landlady

"But Frau Blake, please! Me and your husband already discussed my overdue with the rent! I will pay in a week, I swear!"

"Well, that's a good news. But I really don't like to think, that you wagged your naked slutty ass in front of my dear Jonny, you, strumpet! Oh, I'll wallop you good!"