Unpleasant Encounter in the Park

Roaring out loud with her chopper's engine, Gertie pulled up to the entrance to the park. She loved to get out into great outdoors from time to time to get some fresh air and listen to the silence. But she loved no less to put her faithful chopper through its paces, riding it into the “wild” terrain. Of course, it won't stand a real off-road driving. And Gertie knew that. But the dirt roads, meant only for pedestrians, were not a problem for it. And so Gertie, ignoring the sign prohibiting entry into the park by car or motorcycle, confidently drove forward.

Gertie drove slowly, looking around again and again and taking her eyes off the road. She didn't really understand where the fox terrier suddenly jumped out from. The dog began barking desperately at her motorcycle, throwing itself under the wheels. Gertie slammed on her brakes. The dog jumped around, continuing to bark.

"You, stupid animal! Go away!" Gertie screamed at it. "Go! Go! Get the fuck off!" she tried to kick the fox terrier, but it jumped back, continue barking.

"Gertrude! What do you think you are doing?!" Gertie suddenly heard a familiar voice. She slowly turned around, changing her countenance. A very angry Miss Dobbins appeared from behind the trees. "Gertrude, what is this?" she gave the girl a very displeased look.

"What do you mean?" Gertie snapped, "Miss Dobbins, this is not a classroom, and I'm not at your lecture! It's my business how and where I'm spending my day off!" she wanted to get on the motorcycle, but the teacher's hand suddenly squeezed her ear tightly. Gertie moaned in pain.

"Not only did you almost knock down Toto, but you also dared to offend him." Miss Dobbins said sternly. "Not to mention that you drove your jalopy into the park, ignoring the forbiddance. Gertrude, for such behavior, even outside of study hours, you could get into very serious trouble at college."

Gertie wanted to grab Miss Dobbin's hand, but she didn't dare. Fear flashed in her blue eyes. Even while she wanted to be seen as a reckless biker chick who could handle any trouble and who could handle anything, she was not at all keen on getting into trouble with the college administration.

"I think I need to teach you a good lesson right here and now, Gertrude." said Miss Dobbins sternly, and led Gertie by the ear to a dry log nearby.

Gertie was afraid to argue with Miss Dobbins, and so within a couple of minutes she was lying across the teacher's lap, and her tightly jeans-clad bottom was being firmly spanked by the teacher's hand. Miss Dobbins had a really heavy hand, so even such a spanking was quite painful. But of course not as painful as a brushing she received from Miss Dobbins few days ago.

"Remember, Gertrude," Miss Dobbins spoke, emphasizing each word with a resounding slap, "Rules are there to be followed. You scared the birds and animals with your jalopy, damaged the road, and almost ran over Toto. Aren't you ashamed?" she maid a pause, giving the girl some time to answer, continuing spanking her.

"I am!" Gertie moaned quickly. "I am ashamed!" She was already hoping that she had gotten off easy, and would get off with spanking that was not so much painful as humiliating.

Suddenly Miss Dobbins stopped the spanking and pushed Gertie from her knees.

"It seems to me that you can't get through a scoundrel like you with just a hand spanking, and especially through your pants." she said, looking around, and plucked a dry but flexible branch from a bush. "Take off your jeans, Gertrude. Now we will start a serious talk!"

"Maybe that is not that necessary?" Gertie asked carefully.

"It is very necessary!" Miss Dobbins responded.

Blushing and sobbing with shame, Gertie slowly took off her boots and then her jeans. Miss Dobbins noticed with satisfaction that even after the spanking through the thick material, Gertie's buttocks were noticeably pink.

Right after Gertie dropped her pants and boots near her motorcycle, Miss Dobbins forced her to bend over, grabbing her knees. The teacher looked thoughtfully at the girl's plump bottom, tightly covered by camouflage panties.

"No. These also are going down!" she said before pulling Gertie's panties to her knees. Gertie sobbed. Miss Dobbins shook her head. "Try to remember, Gertrude - rules are meant to be followed!" the switch swished through the air and hit Gertie hard across her buttocks, causing her to yelp in pain. Miss Dobbins, without giving her much time to recover, began to whip her behind, which almost immediately caused Gertie to begin shifting from one foot to the other and even jumping up and down, howling and whining with pain. And her squeals and oohs were drowned out by the calm and stern voice of Miss Dobbins, repeating the same thing that she had already said to her while spanking her over her pants. But being underlined by a switch these words sounded much more convincing.

When the spanking was finally over, more than anything in the world Gertie wanted to dive into the lake to cool her sore bottom, striped by a switch, off even a little bit. She jumped around up and down, weeping in pain bitterly, rubbing her burning bottom, trying to make the terrible pain feel easy even a little bit. Finally, she managed to pull herself together and, under the stern and slightly mocking gaze of Miss Dobbins, with great difficulty pulled her panties and tight jeans over her red-striped buttocks. After a few more minutes of sobbing and rubbing her bottom, Gertie decided to get on the motorcycle, but Miss Dobbins' hand fell sternly on her shoulder.

"Do you want to get another spanking already, Gertrude? Just ask, and I'll be happy to oblige. Did you forgot, why you was punished?" the teacher asked sternly.

Crying with pain and shame, Gertie nodded to Miss Dobbins and, taking the handlebars of the motorcycle, dejectedly rolled it towards the exit of the park, not daring to turn around. And behind her back, Toto was barking furiously.