Eco Spanking

 "AUA!!! Really Officer?! Are you sure we can not settle this with a good old fashioned speed ticket? AUA!!!"

"Sorry Miss, but didn't you asked yourself to solve this without a paperwork in the name of the zero paper policy? *WHACK!!!* So, in order to apply the zero paper policy now I'm reducing paperwork to the bare… erm… Minimum! *WHACK!!!* And you should be proud of yourself! *WHACK!!!* Everyone have to do their part to fight against global warming!" *WHACK!!!*

"AUTSCH!!!! I do not know much about global warming... AUTSCH!!! ...but the local warming growing over... AUTSCH!!! ...mein arme Popo feels very real! AUTSCH!!!"

Perfect Mess

"AUTSCH!!! Mein arme Popo!!! AUTSCH!!! That stings! AUTSCH!!!"

"I can't believe, you made such a mess, Belinda! I was pretty sure, that our house rules list won't be ever put in action! But looking at this pigsty, I think I need to add some strokes to the list!"

"AUTSCH!!!! AUA!!!! AUTSCH!!!!"

Snooping

Belinda Krüger is a German exchange student in USA. She was hired as a housekeeper. One day she was cleaning a room while she looked in the  window and saw a neighbour boy peeping for her. She teased him by wagging her ass from the window. Her employer saw that and thought that this naughty young German woman should receive a proper American punishment for such a behaviour. The boy was still watching through the window and enjoyed an exceptional view of the young German woman's bare ass  collecting a painful dozen of searing stripes.

Early Morning

There was no denying it, Belinda had screwed up. Big time. Worse than that, she had been caught. That was really the issue. Her roommate Alicia had been waiting for her as she had opened the door to their shared flat, arms crossed over her chest, eyes blazing with anger.

“Well, well,” Alicia had said, “Look what the cat brought in…”

“We are not allowed pets in here, you know that…” Belinda said, trying to deflect with humour as she usually did. It didn’t go well, and Alicia’s glare only intensified.

“Care to explain where you’ve been?” her girlfriend said, icily.

“Just a little walk…” Belinda replied, eyes looking everywhere but at Alicia.

“At two in the morning?” Alicia asked.

“Well… Hum…”

“You thought I wouldn’t notice?” Alicia continued, not bothering to wait for the lie that was sure to come.

“I thought…”

“Yes?”

“I thought you would still be asleep…”

“Oh, so that makes it all right, then, yeah?”

“I just do not want to fight…”

“So maybe, just maybe you should stop lying to me?!” Alicia hissed, trying not to outright yell. As sweet as their elderly neighbours where, she doubted they would take kindly to being woken up in the middle of the night by a shouting match.

“I am sorry…” Belinda said, her cheeks blushing. Shit. She really was sorry, but she knew that it didn’t look that way at all. She hated disappointing Alicia, but she always had had a defiant streak in her.

Alicia extended a hand, palm up. “Give it to me,” she said, and her tone brooked no argument. A pause.

“G-give you what?” Belinda said, innocently.

Alicia flicked her fingers. “Don’t make me ask again, Belinda Krüger…”

Oh god, the full name. Now she felt like she was twelve, being scolded by her parents for yet another bad school report. She sighed.

“Please…” she said, “Just this once…”

“You made a promise, Belinda,” Alicia said, “Hand. It. Over.”

Another sigh, more blushing. Belinda finally reached into her bag and slowly took out a pack of smokes. She held it up for a second, then reluctantly placed it in her very cute, but very irate friend's hand. Alicia curled her lip.

“Well that explains the 10 quid I’m missing from my wallet, doesn’t it…” she said, dismissively.

“But Alicia…”

“No 'but', missy.”

“I just…” Belinda started.

Alicia cut her off; “You just broke your promise, and stole some money from me too…”

“I did not smoke any!” Belinda protested. “I promised I would not smoke anymore, and I did not!”

“So you bought them just to look at the packet?”

There was little to defend, here, really. Belinda knew she was being stubborn, but in for a penny, in for a pound, she might be able to salvage this. Surely…

“Well, no, but… I could have smoked one on the way back and…” she tried to explain, stumbling over her words a little.

“And why didn’t you?” Alicia asked, an eyebrow raised.

“I…”

All right, she hadn’t thought this one ahead, had she…

“Yes?”

“I did not have a lighter,” Belinda confessed, defeated.

Alicia rolled her eyes. “Perfect. Just perfect…”

“Alicia, please…”

“Please what?”

“Do not be angry…”

“Oh, all right then. What should I be?” Alicia asked, not as quiet as before.

“Well… Hum…”

“Tell me how I should feel, Belinda?” Alicia asked again.

Without waiting for an answer, she went to the kitchen bin and slammed the packet of cigarettes down into it. She had her back to Belinda now, and had Belinda looked at her, her anger would still have been plain to see in the tension of her posture, the slight trembling of her arms, the shallowness of her breathing. Belinda would have also thought that she was beautiful in her anger and would have wanted nothing but to hold her tight and tell her how sorry she was, how stupid she felt. She would have begged for another chance and promised to do better.

But Belinda saw nothing, and said nothing, her eyes fixed on the floor. Pride, defiance. She couldn’t help herself.

“Disappointed? Hurt?” Alicia pressed, loud and angry now, “How should I feel?”

“I do not know…” was all that Belinda could say.

“Right, well, I am all of these things” Alicia said, turning around. “Come here.”

“Wh-what for?” Belinda hesitated.

“You made a promise, yes?”

“Yes… I am not deny…”

“And you broke it, yes?”

“Well…”

“Yes or no?”

“… Yes… I broke it…”

“Right. So, I think it’s fair that you should be punished.”

“P-punished?” Belinda said, wide-eyed. She already had suspicious, what is waiting for her.

Sandra pulled a chair from under the kitchen table and sat down. With a finger, she pointed to her lap. “Come here,” she said.

“Is this really that necessary?” Belinda asked. Alicia rolled her eyes.

“Yes, Krüger, I’m telling to come over my lap. Because I’m going to spank you, and you’re going to be sorry. And this is that necessary!” She said the last words with what sounded like absolute certainty.

Fear. Panic. Belinda didn’t know what to say, what to do.

A split second later, Alicia clapped her hands. “I’m waiting, young lady,” she said, “And my patience is running dry.”

Had she just called her young lady? She took one step. Was she really going to spank her? Another step. No… She… She deserved it, didn’t she? But a spanking? Surely, that was ridiculous, she wouldn’t…

And then, she realised that she already was over Alicia’s lap, and her skirt was already being lifted and… oh no.

“Wait!” she said, but the first slap was already falling, and when it connected, her mind went blank. It hurt! Well of course it hurt, but it hurt hurt! And more slaps were already raining down on her barely covered cheeks. Curse these lace panties, and these stupid cigarettes and her stupid promise and…

Sandra’s hand fell harder.

And harder.

And faster.

And it hurt.

And she cried.

And she begged.

And she promised.

And she was forgiven.

The Typo

Miss Blackburn stormed into the office and shouted at Belinda, “MISS KRÜGER, FOLLOW ME INTO MY OFFICE! RIGHT NOW!”

Once in her office, Miss Blackburn said to Miss Krüger, “Belinda, do you remember when I dictated a letter to you on Monday? And I asked you to read it over carefully before you mailed it? To make sure there wasn’t any errors, since that was going to one of our biggest clients, Miss Birch?”
“Yes, Ma’am. I checked and double-checked my spelling and grammar to make sure that letter was perfect before I mailed it to Miss Birch.”, Belinda said proudly.
“Oh, you did, did you? Miss Birch sent me a copy of that letter. HERE, would you please read it back to me?”
Taking the letter Belinda started to read it to her boss, “Dear Miss Bitch … OH NO .. I misspelled her name … I … I’m so sorry. I’ll send her an apology right now.”
Miss Blackburn took the letter back from her angrily, “I’ve already apologized profusely to Miss Birch. In fact, she’s dropping by my office in fifteen minutes. And IF you want to keep your job here, I promised her you would be standing right there, in the corner of my office, with your nose pressed against the wall, and your bottom completely bare.”
Belinda shocked at this turn of events, “My bottom completely BARE? Why does Miss Birch want to see my bare bottom? Is she gay?”
Miss Blackburn chuckled at that remark, “I doubt that, since she’s currently engaged to one of the richest men in town. She wants to see what colour your ass is when she gets here.”
Now, Belinda was even more confused, “What COLOUR? It’s the same colour as the rest of me. Maybe a little paler.”
Miss Blackburn smiled sinisterly and removed a ruler from off of her desk, “Well, yes, at the moment, I guess it is. But I promised Miss Birch, if you wanted to keep your job, when she got here, your bottom would be candy apple red.”
“CANDY APPLE RED? Why would it be red when she got here?”, Belinda said before noticing the ruler in your boss’ hand, “OH NO! Surely, you don’t mean …”
“Oh, but I do. If I want to keep Miss Birch as a client, I had to promise her, I would show her how I dealt with poor workmanship here at my company. So, if you want to have a job to come to in the morning, although you may regret having a job that requires you to SIT at a desk tomorrow, you’ll bare your bottom and come here.”, your boss said as she patted her lap…

Twenty five minutes later, Belinda was standing in the corner, with her hands on her head, while Miss Birch examined her scorched beet red bottom, “ That IS one well blistered butt. Does it hurt, Honey?”
“My bottom is on fire, Ma’am.”, Belinda said tearfully.
Miss Birch giggled at her reply, and gently stroke one of her bottom cheeks with her hand, “ Oh, yes, your ass IS red hot. Do you think you’ve learned your lesson and will be more careful in the future?”
“Yes, Ma’am.”, Belinda replied obediently.
“ I believe you have. You can come out of the corner now.”
“And, can I rub my bottom, now … please ?”, she pleaded.
Belinda was granted that request, and begun to rub her bottom furiously, trying in vain to cool down her blazing bottom, when she noticed that Miss Birch was holding a thick leather belt in her hand. Seeing that Belinda begun to cry again, even harder than she did during the spanking Miss Blackburn had just given her with her ruler. Miss Blackburn was amused at her reaction, hardly believing her good luck, not only did she just get to paddle Belinda's bouncy little bottom until it was steaming hot and swollen, now she was going to also get to watch as the beautiful Barbara Birch straps German secretary's already badly blistered butt.
Belinda begun to beg for mercy, “Please, Miss Birch, I’ve learned my lesson. Please forgive me.”
Miss Birch looked into her teary eyes, and said, “I’m sorry but I believe in hands on discipline and I’m going to have to use this belt before I’m sure this matter has been fully corrected. What you did was a serious mistake, Young Lady, and I can’t trust this company to handle my account until I’m sure an accident like that will NEVER happen again. Didn’t Miss Blackburn tell you how important that letter was?”
Feeling doomed, Belinda whispered, “Yes, Frau.”
Miss Birch continued, “And knowing how important that letter was, don’t you feel like your boss should had checked it over BEFORE you mailed it? Knowing it was going to one of her biggest accounts?”
Miss Blackburn, realizing she may be wrong about who Miss Birch wanted to take a belt to, turned as pale as a ghost, when she heard Belinda said, “I … I guess so.”
“I believe so, too. You can go home now and maybe take an ice bath. I’m going to have a little … talk with Miss Blackburn. In private.”
Belinda walked slowly to the employees’ lounge, to get her leftovers from lunch. Seeing the lounge is empty, since all of her other coworkers had left for the day, she raised her dress and lowered her panties and stand in front of the open fridge. She stand there while the freezing air chilled her blazing backside. In her boss’ office she heard the sound of a belt whistling through the air, followed by a loud shriek. She smiled to yourself, knowing she won’t be the only one in the office tomorrow unable to sit comfortably.