Unothodox Methods

 

Happy Spanksgiving!

  When Carrie Brady found out her coworker, Belinda Krüger, was planning on spending her first Thanksgiving in America, at her apartment, all alone, she invited her over to her house to have Thanksgiving dinner with her, her parents, and her twin sisters, Jan and Ann. When Belinda seemed reluctant to accept her invitation, she told her she would be treated like a member of the family there.

   She’s regretting that decision now. Belinda had been rude and disrespectful since she arrived at her house. And now, at dinner, she was complaining about the meal it took her mother all day to prepare. Everything was either too bland or too spicy, too dry or too runny, overcooked or undercooked. While waiting for dessert to be served, Belinda decided to smoke a cigarette. When Carrie’s mother, Beth, asked her kindly not to smoke in the house, Belinda barked at her, “Stop being a bitch, this cigarette is the only thing I’ve enjoyed during this fucking horrible meal!”

   Carrie's father, Jim, snatched the cigarette out of Belinda's mouth, telling her, "Carrie asked us to treat you like a member of the family today, young lady, and I plan on doing exactly that. THIS is what I would do to one of my own daughters if she had talked to someone who invited them to their house for Thanksgiving dinner." Taking Belinda by the arm, he told Beth, " Please go and fetch your black hairbrush, the one Carrie nicknamed Mr. Blisters and lay it on the coffee table. We'll be back to have dessert in just a few minutes."

   He then marched Belinda into the bathroom, where he washed her mouth out with soap. And then into the den, where he pulled her across his lap, raised her skirt, and began to spank her nearly bare bottom with his hand, until her once snowy white ass was candy apple red and Belinda was bawling like a baby. When she saw Jim reaching for the hairbrush, knowing how painfully that was going to feel on her already blistered bottom, she began to shout, "Ich will ein gutes Mädchen sein!", German for "I'll be good", over and over.

   Jim had no idea what Belinda was shouting, and he didn't care, nothing Belinda said was going to stop him until he was sure Belinda wouldn't feel like sitting down for at least a week. When he was satisfied that he had completed that mission, he released the howling German girl off of his lap, and watched her doing what Ann calls "the bad girl boogie", bracing himself for whatever Belinda did next. He expected her to cuss him out, in at least two different languages, storm out of his house, maybe even going to the police station to file charges against him. What she did do, shocked him.

     She turned to him, and apologized, " I am so sorry. I know I acted horribly today. It is just ... well ... back in Germany, I spend the holidays with my family and friends, people who love me. Here, in America, I do not have any real friends yet, and I am spending this holiday with a houseful of strangers. That is why I was in such a bad mood today. Please forgive me. I will leave now." 

   Jim hugged her, and told her, "Belinda, everybody here wants to be your friend. And we would love for you to spend the rest of the holiday with us. Let's go back into the dinning room now, and have dessert."

   Jim led Belinda back into the dining room where the rest of his family was waiting for him. Smiling, while still hugging Belinda, Jim said, "Belinda, decided to join us for dessert. And then spend the rest of the holiday with us." "That's great, Belinda.", Carrie said, "Come here and sit by me." Belinda sat down as gingerly as possible by Carrie, squeaking "OWIE", when her boiling hot bottom made contact with the hard wooden chair. Seeing how much Belinda was suffering, Jim announced, "I would like to start a new family tradition. Every Thanksgiving we'll eat our Thanksgiving dessert standing up. Do you like that idea, Dear?" Jim said, turning towards his wife. "Yes, Dear. I LOVE that idea.", Beth said, hoping her daughters didn't notice she was blushing when she said that. She didn't want them to know, she received the same punishments they did for breaking one of Jim's house rules. Getting a speeding ticket earned you a date across Jim's lap. Two days ago, when Jim and Beth were home alone, Mr. Blisters lived up to his name. Sitting through dinner had been a painful ordeal for Beth. Carrie did notice her mother blushing, and wondered if she was having as much trouble sitting as she was. At the same time Jim was spanking Beth, Carrie's boyfriend was wearing her ass out with his belt, because he had just found out she had been texting her ex-boyfriend. Ann and Jan were also happy with that new family tradition. Not only were they identical twins, they currently had identical bruises on their backsides, the results of a recent paddling they had both received yesterday from their cheerleader coach. But the happiest of them all was that lovable brat, Belinda. She felt like she was dipping her already scorching derrière into a vat of lava the few seconds she had managed to sit down. But Belinda was used to having to eat her meals standing up, since her bad behavior had earned her spankings all around the world. But this was the first time, the person who had just punished her, seemed to really care about her, and had wanted to become her friend. Belinda and the Brady girls were all having a happy Spanksgiving this year.

Office Revenge

 

English, stupid cow, do you speak it?!

"And now hear me very carefully, Miss Krüger! I don't care if your stupid friends in Europe don't speak English. I warned you before, that in my house you'll speak English only, so I won't have any reason to worry about you saying something bad about me, hiding behind language barrier! And your private talks are not an exception!"

Break

Belinda had no idea how long she had been standing there, and she had no idea how long she had left. She knew better than the sneak a glance at the timer, especially knowing that Mr. Wilson was sitting right there. Sure, his nose was buried in the paper at the moment - but she didn't want to chance it.

She'd already made a bad situation worse, which is why she was in the corner in the first place. It all started when she broke a vase, when she had cleaning the house. She should have just taken the 24 paddle swats without talking back, but she couldn't help herself. Wilson had warned her several times throughout the punishment that she was pushing it, but when she really crossed the line was right after swat number 21. She couldn't help herself. "Scheiße! Mein arme Popo! That hurt! Verdammt, give me a break!!!", she yelled.

As soon as the words left her mouth, she knew she was in trouble.

"A break, you say? Ok. I can do that."

Wilson firmly took hold of Belinda's arm and marched her, with her pants still around her knees, to the wall. He firmly placed her hands on top of her head. "Don't move!". He sternly barked. Belinda knew better than to say a word.

Wilson disappeared for a moment and then returned. He stood directly behind Belinda. She heard a sound, but she couldn't tell what it was.

"You asked for a break, and I'm giving you a break. I've set the timer for one hour. That's your break. Then we'll start your paddling all over again from the start!"

"Aber Herr Wilson!!!!" she started to protest.

"And consider this your one warning. I'll be sitting right next to you reading the paper. If I hear one word, or look up and see you've moved your hands off of your head or your nose away from the corner, then I'm doubling the swats."

Belinda gulped hard, knowing she had no one to blame but herself.

The Lamest Werewolf in the World

"AAAROOOO!!!!"

"What's the matter, wolfie? Don't you like the taste of my good old yardstick? What? Oh, sorry, I don't speak wolfish! But I'm sure, you're understanding me! So listen and remember - you'd better never show your sore ass around my village ever again! Or next time you won't get away with just very well spanked behind!"

Blizzards And Blistered Buns

“VERDAMMT, That bitch spanks hard! My Popo is on FIRE!”, Belinda moaned, as she rubbed her burning bottom furiously. Even through her gloves and tight blue jeans, she could feel the heat radiating off of her red-hot rear.

Belinda had been late for work today. For the third time this week. After her shift was over, Belinda’s boss, Lori Logan, had given her two options: allow her to give Belinda a bare bottom spanking, or be fired. Pouting, the pretty blue-eyed German girl had agreed to be spanked. Lori loved every second Belinda was across her lap, howling and pleading for mercy, her big bottom quickly changing from the color of cocaine to a deep dark red. This blonde brat, with the bad attitude, had been a pain in Lori’s butt since the day she hired her. Now she was responsible for the rapidly increasing pain in Belinda’s butt.

Belinda was on her way back home now, walking through a snowy meadow. Seeing no one else around, she lowered her jeans, hoping the freezing winter wind would blow out the fires raging all across her plump posterior.

Waiting for her burning, blistered buns to cool down, Belinda decided she would stop by the store on her way home and buy a new alarm clock. Maybe two of them. She NEVER wanted to be late for work again.

Making Impression

"AUTSCH!!! Mein Popo! AUA!!! AUTSCH!!! I will follow you rules! AUA!!! Bitte, stop! AUTSCH!!!"

"It looks like I finally made an impression, didn't I? Alright. From this moment for you any issues in my house will be delivered through your naughty German ass! That means, you may follow my rules, or you may forgot about sitting down comfortable for a very long time!"

"AUTSCH!!!"

Tomatoes

Eternal Rivalry

"OOWIEEE!!!! AAAROOOO!!!"

"Well, I suppose, now no one has any more doubts, who are better - vampires or werewolves!"

The Bigger They Are, the Louder They Howl

A Clumsy Waitress

"Autsch! Herr, please! Hör auf, es tut weh! I will bring you another beer! Aah!"

Defiant Costumes