Unhappy Morning

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

"And if I catch you oversleeping ever again, Miss Krüger, this will be a coffee to bed in comparison!"

"AUA!!!"

The Morning After

    The sun is just beginning to rise, when a young exchange student from Germany is attempting to sneak into the window of the bedroom her host family in America is letting her stay in. The girl is completely naked, her hair a mess and her hands and feet are covered in mud. Her bedroom is so dark she doesn’t notice Mister Robin Redden, the owner of the house, is standing by her bed, with a large oval hairbrush in his hand, until she hears her shout angrily, “WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN ALL NIGHT, YOUNG LADY, AND WHERE ARE YOUR CLOTHES?”
   Shocked, the girl tells her the truth, “ I …I do not know where my clothes are.”
   That reply makes Mr. Redden even angrier, “ You don’t know? I know you’re not seeing anybody here in America, so I can only assume you left them at a total stranger’s house, then?”
  “No, it was not like THAT.”, the girl says, “ I left them … in the woods.”
    “IN THE WOODS?”, Robin says, shocked, “ You mean you were running around in the woods … in the middle of the night … completely naked … like some wild animal?”
     Feeling ashamed, the girl decides to tell Mr. Redden her deep dark secret, “ I am an animal. I am …. a werewolf.”
   Instead of being shocked, the girl is surprised to find Robin laughing at her confession, “REALLY? That’s the most believable lie you can think up?”
       With her hands on her hips, the girl pouts, “ But it is true! I am a werewolf.”
   Fed up with what she assumes is a pack of lies, Robin forces the German girl across his lap, “Well, lucky for you, then, this hairbrush is made out of wood, and not silver. I know only silver can hurt a werewolf, so if what you say is true, this spanking shouldn’t hurt you a bit”, Robin says, rising the brush high above his head.
    As the spanking begins, the girl tries to explain how being a werewolf works, “That is only when  the full moon is out … AUTSCH!!! .. and I am a wolf … AU!!! … when I am like I am now … AUA!!! … spankings hurt … AU!!! AU!!! AU!!! … A LOT!”

   “Good,” Robin says, as he rains down one fiery swat after another on the girl’s bare bottom, “I want this to hurt. A LOT! This is what you deserve for sneaking out all night … to who knows where .. and then expecting me to believe that fairy tale you just told me.”
   As the morning sunlight spills into the German girl’s bedroom, the room grows brighter, and so does her bottom, until it’s glowing. And burning. When Robin finally decides the wolf girl’s bottom is the proper shade he was aiming for, fire engine red, he releases her, and she begins to hop around the room, rubbing her scorching backside, which causes Robin to laugh, “Are you sure you’re a werewolf? The way you’re hoping around you look more like a wererabbit. Now, go stand in the corner, until I make us breakfast. And after we eat, if you still won’t tell where you really were last night, you’ll find yourself back across my lap, do I make myself clear, young lady?”
   Heading towards the corner, with tears streaming down her pretty face, the girl says, “Yes, Herr. And thank you for making me breakfast, I’m awfully hungry. But, if it’s OK with you, can I eat my breakfast standing up?”
   Slamming the door as he leaves the room, Robin says, “ HELL NO!”

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.

Double Reprise

 Belinda walks into her boss’ office and is surprised to see a beautiful dark hair woman sitting at her boss’ desk. “Excuse me, Miss, my boss, Mr. Van Meter asked me to report to his office after work today. Do you know where he is?”
   The woman gives Belinda a icy stare, and says, “Yes, I do. He left early today. My name is Lori Van Meter, Ron is my husband. I asked him to set up this meeting with you for today. Don’t you recognize me, Belinda?”
   Belinda is stumped by that question, “ No, I don’t. Have we met before?”
   Mindy’s dark eyes flashed fiery, “ We went to school together, Belinda.  I’m Lori Lawson.”
   Belinda is shocked to hear that, “LORI LAWSON? But … you’re beautiful now, when we went to high school together you were so … so …”
   “FAT?”, Lori said angrily, “Isn’t that what you used to call me, Belinda? And Lori Lard-Ass? Do you have any idea how badly that used to hurt me? How many nights I cried myself to sleep? Because of you, Belinda?”
   Belinda bowed her head, and whispered, “ I’m sorry, Lori, I was a brat in high school.”
   “A BRAT? You were a bully, Belinda. I used to talk to my grandmother about you. She was a high school principal, back in the 60’s, when corporal punishment was still allowed in the school. She always said, she wished you had been one of her students. She would had paddled you black-n-blue.”
    Belinda feeling guilty, said, “I guess I did deserved to be paddled for how I treated you back then.”
     Reaching into one of her husband’s desk drawers, Lori pulled out a wooden paddle. “ I think you STILL deserve to have your bottom blistered, Belinda. With this, my grandmother’s paddle. I want to hurt you, like you hurt me. I want to make you cry, like you made me cry.”
   Belinda’s eyes grew wide and her heart began to beat like a triphammer, “You want to … PADDLE me now? But I’m a grown woman. You can’t paddle me like I’m a naughty little girl.”
    “I talked to my husband about you, Belinda. He doesn’t want someone like you working here. That’s why I asked you here today, to offer you a choice, be fired or …” Lori patted her grandmother’s paddle against the palm or her, and then pointed towards her husband’s desk.
    Belinda began to cry, “ I love this job … and I guess I do deserve to be paddled … for the way I treated you, Lori.”
     “That’s a good girl, Belinda,” Lori said, smiling mischievously, “I’ll tell my husband to let you keep your job. Now, remove your pants and your panties and bend over. I’m going to really enjoy this.”

      Lori giggled watching Belinda dance around the office after her paddling, her blonde hair bobbing up and down as she howled like a hungry she-wolf. Belinda's bottom was sizzling, hotter than it had ever been. Belinda had been paddled before, numerous times, but she knew this was the worse paddling she had ever received. It would take days, maybe weeks, before she could sit comfortably again.
   Lori smile faded, as thought of her grandmother. How she wished she could tell her about today. How she finally gave Belinda the paddling her grandmother had always wanted to give her. And with her own paddle.
   Once Belinda had calmed brown enough to pull her pants back up, pants that now felt two sizes too small, she turned to Lori, tears rolling down her cheeks, and asked her, "So, everything is OK between now? Your husband won't fire me now?"
   Lori smile returned, thinking about what was going to happen to Belinda next. "Of course, Belinda, that was our deal. My husband expects you to come to work tomorrow. In fact, he wants you to come in a half hour early. He wants to have a little talk with you."
  A LITTLE TALK? Hearing that sent a chill down Belinda's spine. "A LITTLE TALK? He's not going to paddle me, too, is he?"
   "Oh no, Belinda", Lori said, wiping the tears from Belinda's face with a Kleenex "He's not going to paddle you."
   "Thank God," Belinda sighed, "I'll be lucky if I can sit down tomorrow as sore as I am right now. I sure don't want to be paddled again that soon. Well, I better go home now. And try to cool my bottom down before I go to sleep. On my stomach."
   Belinda was about to leave the office, when Lori asked her an unusual question, "Don't you just love it when you see someone wearing a gift you gave them, Belinda?"
   The German girl found this question confusing. Was Lori talking about the bruises she would be wearing on her bottom for the rest of the week? "Uh, yes, I do."
   "I do, too," Lori said, smiling mischievously, " I brought my husband a thick black leather belt for his birthday last week. He's going to wear that to work tomorrow. Sweet dreams, Belinda. It was a pleasure getting to see you again."
  In the hallway, Belinda could hear Lori laughing. Why did mention her husband would be wearing a thick black leather belt tomorrow? Lori said he wasn't going to spank her. Didn't she? No, come to think of it, she only said he wasn't going to PADDLE her! And a belt isn't a paddle. Belinda began to cry again.

A Wolf in a Chick's Clothing

"ARGH!!! How dared you, bloodsucker?! Ow! Ow!"

"How dared I? How dare you to talking back?! I took you to this mortals party just for your flair!You were supposed to smell one man, I was looking for! And what I got? You just hunted for meat snacks and flirted with all the young men! You should be happy, you didn't spit out your wolfish nature, or I would give you such a punishment that this belting would be just a light massage in comparison! No go away! I I'll see you even again, I would think, that you come for another thrashing!"

"Ugh!"

I Don't Want Be Your Valentine!

"AUA!!! Mein Popo! AUA!!! Jacob... AU!!! ...what... AU!!! ...the... AU!!! ...are... AU!!! ...you... AU!!! ...doing?! AUA!!!"

"Well, Krüger, you asked me to be your Valentine, and I refused. You asked again, I refused, you asked for the third time, so I suppose you need a more specific answer!"

"AUTSCH!!!"

Hold Tight

"Hold still, Miss! If you'll drop the baton, I'll give your naughty German butt to feel it's taste! And now I'll show you, how we're here dealing with the arrogant tourists, who don't follow local rules!"

Office Revenge

 

Defiant Costumes

The Model

"AUA!!! Mein Popo!!! AU!!! How many times you will make him repeat this?! AUA!!!"

"As much, as I need to see your arrogant bottom freshly spanked, Miss Krüger! And you'd better not to interrupt me, since for every minute I don't work at my masterpiece, you're bottom will receive more and more spankings!"

"Whoops! AUA!!!"

Reminder

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

"Try to finally remember all the rules of my house, Miss Krüger! Or you'll find yourself in this position again very soon!"

Sorority Rules

 

Troublemaker

Ready or not, here I come

"AUTSCH!!! Mein Popo! AUA!!! But this even... AUA!!! ...was not me! AUTSCH!!!"

"Oh, really? My window is broken by a tennis ball, and you're only one girl with the tennis racquet hanging around! For me things are very obvious!"

"AU!!! But... AUA!!!"

Smoking Kills

"AUTSCH!!! Mein Popo! AUTSCH!!! AUA!!!"

"Just try to imagine, Miss Krüger, that smoking harms your lungs just like this paddle harms your backside, but instead of your sore butt, your lungs won't recover that quick. Maybe even never!"

Two Sides

"Boohoo!!! Mein arme Popo! Au! Au! Au!"

"You'd better to remember, Miss Krüger - many things have two sides, and the hairbrush is not an exception. And both of it's sides could be used on a lazy German au pair's naughty bottom!"

Crime Doesn't Pay

"AUTSCH!!! Mein Popo! AUA!!! Please, stop! AUTSCH!!! I have learned my lesson! AUTSCH!!!"

"Hold still, Miss! You still have a choice - take your punishment and go away or stop it and go to police! I don't care, where you're from, but I won't allow to steal on my watch who ever you are!"

"AUTSCH!!! I am sorry! AUA!!!"

Spanking Match

House Rules

"AUTSCH!!! Mein Popo! AUA!!! But I am not even a member of your family! AUTSCH!!!"

"Yes, Miss Krüger, you're just an au pair in my house! But you're living under my roof, and that means you should follow my rules! So, since any member of my family would be spanked for showing up dressing like this, you're getting the same chastisement! And if you'll continue talking back to me, I'll put down these slutty shorts and whip you with your own belt!"

First and Last Warning

"AUTSCH!!! Mein Popo! AUA!!!"

"I don't care, where you from, and who you are, but if I'll ever catch on my land ever again, I'll pull your jeans down and give you a good dozen of the horsewhip!"