Happy New Year!

Bend Over, Belinda!

   Belinda was taking her nightly walk, a walk that took her past her boss’ house. The pretty German girl was thinking about how angry her boss, Molly McCray, had been with her today. Blaming her for their company losing one of their biggest accounts. And maybe it was her fault, but Belinda felt Miss McCray was being too harsh with her, and had hurt her feelings. She was doing the best she could. She loved that job.

    Belinda felt like crying thinking about it, when she heard a scream. Coming from Molly McCray’s house. She crept across the lawn, to the only lighted room in the house, and carefully peeped into the window. What she saw shocked her. Molly McCray, wearing just her bra, was bent across the back of a coach in her living room. There was a single red stripe branded across her creamy white bottom. Standing behind Molly, with a thick leather belt in his hand, was Mr. Wilson, the owner of the company they both worked for. MOLLY WASN’T JUST DATING HER BOSS, SHE WAS ALSO A FREAK! Belinda decided she needed to record this on her phone, so she could enjoy watching that bitch getting her big ass blistered over and over. Maybe she would even show it to her coworkers. Or post it on social media. 

     In less than a minute, Mr. Wilson had turned Molly’s entire bottom candy apple red. It made Belinda smile, seeing her boss suffer. “That’s what you deserve for being so mean.”, she giggled. Mr. Wilson then forced Molly to go stand in the corner, with her hands on her head, not permitting her to rub her crimson and swollen backside. “I bet her popo is on fire.” Belinda whispered, smiling mischievously.  Mr. Wilson then left the room, but Belinda kept recording her boss, hoping Mr. Wilson would return soon, to continue her punishment, when Belinda felt a hand on her shoulder!

     IT WAS MR. WILSON! “Follow me, young lady.”, he said, forcing Belinda into Molly’s house. Once inside, he called to Molly, “Molly, I thought I heard someone outside when I was … uh .. we were having our little talk, so I went out and caught this young lady hiding in the bushes. I think she was recording us on her phone.”

    Molly, now wearing panties, which did little to hide the fact that she had just received a hard strapping, came storming into the room, with her hands furiously rubbing her roasting rear. “THAT’S BELINDA!”, she shouted, “ That’s the stupid bitch that fucked up the Benson account!”

   “Oh, yes, Belinda. I didn’t recognize you in the dark.”, Mr. Wilson said, “Do you care to explain why you were recording me and Miss McCray?”

    “Uh, we’ll …” Belinda began nervously, “We live on the same street, so when I take my nightly walk, I go right past Miss McCray’s house. Tonight I thought I heard Miss McCray screaming, so I snuck up to her house, to check on her. Because I was worried about her. I had my phone out, to record what was happening in here, in case I needed proof to show the police. Then I saw it was just you two … doing what you were doing. I never knew Miss McCray was such a freak.”

    “I’M NOT A FREAK, BITCH!”, Molly shouted, her face as red as her bottom.

    Mr. Wilson turned towards Molly, giving her an icy look, “Molly, I don’t permit any of my managers to talk to MY employees that way. I think we need to have a discussion about that, after I explain to Belinda what we were doing. Belinda, Molly and I, well, we have a agreement, a sort of game. I stop by Molly’s house every Friday, when, based on how well or how badly the business Molly manages for me did that week, she gets either a bonus, or … well, you saw what happened tonight.”

   “Because of you, Belinda”, Molly snared, her eyes burning as hotly as her bottom, “Because of you, we lost the Benson account, our biggest account, and I got my … well, I didn’t get a bonus. I think we should fire her, Mr. Wilson.”

     “I’m sorry, Mr. Wilson,” Belinda pleaded, “ I’ll try harder. Please don’t fire me. I love my job.”

      Mr. Wilson thought that over carefully, before speaking, “Belinda, I do review my employees’ work weekly. And you were one of our best workers. I thought you would be a manager soon. But lately, your work has been sloppy, you’re making way too many errors. Costly errors. I don’t know why. But … maybe … you just need to be motivated to do better in the future.”

     Mr. Wilson then pointed at the coffee table in the living room. For the first time, Belinda noticed the items laying there. The belt Mr Wilson had just wore Molly’s ass out with, a metal ruler, a wicked looking wooden paddle, some implements Belinda didn’t even recognize, but they looked like they would be painful, applied to her backside.

     Belinda’s eyes grew wide, as she whispered, “Oh no. Not again.” she gulped and said nervously: “Do you mean, if I want to keep my job, I have to let you spank me … with one of these evil looking implements, Mr. Wilson?”

    “No, I’m not going to spank you, Belinda. Molly is your manager, it’s her responsibility to guide you.” Mr Wilson said, gently.

   Belinda couldn’t believe how quickly the events of this night had changed. Five minutes ago she was gleefully watching Molly getting her big bottom blistered, and now it was HER ass on the firing line, about to be sat on fire by that very same bitch! Hating to say it, Belinda said, “OK, I guess I did lose you the Benson account. What do you want me to do, Miss McCray?”

    Smiling a devilishly grin, Molly pointed at the same couch she had just been punished across, and said , “Bare your bottom and bend over, Belinda.” She then turned to Mr. Wilson, and handed him her phone, “ Belinda recorded us. I would like for you to record me. In case Belinda ever shows anyone her footage or decides to post in online.” She then gave her choice of implements some thought. She hated that damn paddle. It left bruises, and made sitting an uncomfortable activity for days. The paddle it was then! Thanks to Belinda, her ass was burning like a bon fire, it was time for her to return the favor. 

    She tapped the paddle lightly across Belinda’s bottom three times, then raised it high above her head, and slammed it full force across the German’s ample ass. Belinda flew off of the back of the coach, with a blood curdling scream, and began to hop up and down like a punk rocker in a mosh pit, her hands clasped to her rapidly reddening rear.

    After a few seconds of amusingly watching Belinda doing the bunny hop, Molly said, “Back over, Belinda, you’re got FIVE more swats coming.” Having been paddled so many times by Mr. Wilson, Molly knew EXACTLY where to aim the paddle to cause the most pain, and the longest lasting after effects.

    After the sixth and final swat, Belinda was a mess, crying uncontrollably. She slid off of the back of the couch, and fell to the floor. It felt like Molly had branded her plump posterior with a white hot branding iron. Mr. Wilson helped her to her feet, her legs trembling. He then handed her a cold can of soda, but instead of drinking it, she held it gingerly against her blood red bottom. After a few more minutes, Belinda had composed herself enough to pull her pants back up, pants that now felt two sizes too small. Mr. Wilson walked her to the front door, trying to comfort her, “Belinda, you took that paddling bravely”, he lied, “I hope that will remind you to be more careful in the future.”

    Belinda managed to smile, “Don’t worry, that’s one paddling I’m NEVER going to forget. But I’m worried about how Miss McCray will treat me in the future. She has a mean streak, and if she thinks I’m the reason she ever gets another spanking, she’ll take it on me when she returns to work.” 

      Mr. Wilson smiled at her reassuringly, “ All of my employees have my phone number, if you ever think Molly is treating you unfairly, call me, and I’ll .. have a talk with her. “ He then gave Belinda a wink and a gentle tap on her bottom with his hand, that made her yelp, and went back inside.

    Once outside, Belinda saw it had began to snow. Walking into Molly’s backyard, where she would be hidden in the shadows, Belinda lowered her pants, letting the freezing winter wind cool down her bare blazing hot behind. She stood there for a while, until she decided she best head on home. Passing by Molly’s living room, she gave a final quick glance into her window, and was shocked to see Molly was now across Mr. Wilson’s lap with a bar of soap clenched between her teeth. Mr. Wilson had a metal ruler in his hand. His hand was moving so rapidly the metal ruler was a shiny blur as it rained down a vicious volley of stinging swats to Molly’s deep red rear. Belinda would had loved to stayed and watched more of that, but the last thing she wanted tonight was ANOTHER spanking. Smiling, she headed home, happy knowing she wouldn’t be the only one at the office Monday morning having a hard time staying seated.

The Question of the Evening

"AU!!! Molly, stop this! AUA!!!"

"To stop or not to stop - this is a question of the moment, Belinda. But the answer depends on the question of the evening - would you insist, that it should be you, who will date Victor tomorrow, or would you prefer to refuse and save your sore ass from me!"

"AUTSCH!!!"

Beach Woes

"AUTSCH!!! Mein Popo! AUTSCH!!! Molly, stop this! AUTSCH!!!"

"No way before you'll tearfully promise me to stay away from my boyfriend, German bitch!"

Mob Rule

"AUTSCH!!! Mein Popo! Sydney, bitte, stop! AUTSCH!!!"

"Yeah! This burns like a hell!"

"You two better to hush and take your swats like a champ if you don't want me to tell Mr. Hackett where I caught you two!"

It is Better to Give than to Receive

"This is just unfair! This is even not my fault, that we overdue the rent! And you and me even are compatriots! Why slippering me just like this German cow?!"

"You both agreed at my rules, when you rent this flat, girls! And if you didn't notice, Molly, I gave you permission to bare only you bottom, while your German roommate is completely nude for this punishment! But if you insist, you may also strip naked."

"No way!"

Beach Tease

 

Unavoidable Showdown

"AUTSCH!!!! Mein Popo! AUA!!! AUTSCH!!! Damn you, Molly! AUTSCH!!!"

"You'd better watch your mouth, Belinda! At least, if you won't finding yourself in such a place everytime we're meeting! And for this time, I think, I'll double the number of strokes you deserved for loosing our showdown!"

"AUTSCH!!! Nein! AUTSCH!!!"

"Oh, even nine more? With a great pleasure!"

Gossip Girl

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

"And when I'll done with you, you'll call Jim and confess, that all you told about me is a lie! And you'd better think twice before fling dirt about me ever again, since I'll have the photos of this well spanked German ass and this snotty tear-stained face of yours in my phone!"

Gruß vom Krampus!

"Mein Gott! Aber ich war das gute Mädchen!"

"Ouch! My butt! Whip her good! She should warn me about such a creatures in Swiss Alps!"

Dealing with the Rival

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

"Wow! Looks like Molly didn't joke, when she promised to kick Belinda's fat German ass!"

"Oh, boy! Just look at those marks! I doubt she'll be able to sit down any time soon!"

"You planed take her to the cinema. I guess, now it'll be not so easy for her, will it?"

"Well, I guess I'd better to set our date aside. But maybe Molly will go to cinema with me?"

"Yeah! Choose the victress!"

Keeping at Bay

"AU!!! Mein Popo! AU!!! Molly! Stop this! AUA!!! Why?! AUA!!!"

"Well, Belinda, knowing you, this time I'll prefer to keep your flirtatious behavior at bay, while my boyfriend will be around!"

Hot Summer Day

 

Customer is Always Right

"AU!!! Mein Popo! AU!!!"
"Oh, you may think about me all you want, German, but you're just a waitress and I am the customer! And that means, that if you won't lose your job, you should give me all the respect!"

Result of Rivalry

*thoughts*: "Ouch! My poor bum! Damn you, Belinda! You, fat ass German fool! Didn't I warn you, that teasing this Russian guy is very bad idea?!"

Paying the Rent

 

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

"OUCH!!! My bottom! OW!!!"

"Well, well, well. When I rented my apartments to you two, I supposed that a girls from Europe would be disciplined and punctual enough! And what I got? You overdue rent for the second time! Looking now at your European asses, I need to say, that neither British nor the German girls aren't used for a good old American wooden paddle! But I had enough! If you will overdue payment ever again, I'll paddle you two hard enough to make you remember our meeting for the next month every time you two will try to sit down!"

One Lucky Day on a Job

"Phew, what a day! I didn't thought that as a store detective I'll ever get tired from a manual labor! But I'm surely not complaining that these tourists shoplifters preferred to got their naughty asses belted by me instead of calling police..."

When Your Rival Is Your Boss...

Not the Best Logics

"Au! Au! Au! Mein arme Popo! Well, girls, I need to say, that supposition "He just could not paddle all of us" only sounded logical, but was completely wrong... Au! Maybe should we not try to determine who is in fault the most?"

The Phantom of the Old Castle

It was a beautiful December evening in Sweden. 24th December. Christmas Eve.
Almost all townspeople were already home, planning to celebrate Christmas with their families, so a small dram-shop on the outskirts of the town was almost empty.
A tall plump blonde girl wearing a leather jacket, who was sitting at the bar, looked around boring. That was non other then Belinda Krüger. The German had already liquored up few mugs of beer and now thought to go. She looked around again and saw a familiar face.

"Alicia?" Belinda shouted to a redhead girl wearing a blue dress, who was just coming into the dram-shop.

"Belinda?" the French girl smiled and came nearby "Glad to see you! How're you, my friend?"

"I am fine, thank you." Belinda pointed at a barstool "Take a sit. How do you do?"

"Oh, this world is really too small!" they both heard a displeased female voice. Belinda fetched a sigh. She recognized who that was and slowly turned around to run into a haughty brunette, who could be non other then Molly. "Hallo, Molly. Please, take a seat, if you can, of course!" she laughed. Molly smirked "I'm very surprised, you can sit." she said.

"Hey, girls, what's the matter with you?" suddenly a pink-haired girl wearing a blue denim dress came nearby. "What about not to ruin such a beautiful evening?" she winked "My name is Clair, I'm from the United States. What about you?"

"I'm Alicia, from France!" Alicia replied "Nice to meet you, Clair."

"I'm Molly," Molly responded "And I'm here from Great Britain."

"My name is Belinda" the German answered "And I am from Germany. Yes, nice too meet you."

"Well, then. My name is Elvira and I'm from Italy" a tall brunette wearing an evening dress suddenly joined to girls "It looks like we have a kind of Internationale here" she smiled.

"So, girls, since it's a Christmas Eve, and we're so far from our homes, what about to celebrate it together?" Clair suggested.

Before anyone had answered a tall slim blonde came nearby the bar. She smiled and nodded to Belinda.

"Oh, Belinda! Hi! How're you? Would you be so nice to introduce me to your friends?" she asked.

"Hallo, Tina!" Belinda smiled "Well, girls, this is Tina, my old Swedish friend. And..." before Belinda continued, Tina playfully interrupted her "I overheard you" she laughed "And, since you all have no idea, where to spent this Christmas Eve, I can suggest you something." she winked.

"I hope it'll be interesting enough!" Molly replied.

"For sure!" Tina smiled "How can a tour of the old Swedish castle be not interesting! Or are you afraid of ghosts?"

"Me?!" Molly resented "Never!"

"Then, I suppose, this will be an adventure!" Elvira smiled.

Tina was right. The trip was really very interesting. The castle made an impression with it's monumentality and rich decorations. But everything ends sooner or later. And for girls it was time to leave. But when they looked out from the hall window, they saw a terrible blizzard. The weather surely wanted them to stay in the castle.

The girls weren't much happy about that, but Tina suggested just to celebrate Christmas right in the castle hall. So she and her new friends lighted on the candles to make themselves to feel like in Middle Ages and made some cocktails. Since they had binge but not appetizers, they became quite drunk quickly enough. So no one noted, where and when a strange looking man wearing a half mask appeared in the hall.

"Who are you, who dared to disturb my castle!" he asked in a thunderous voice.

"Whoops!" the girls said in chorus and tried to hide behind each other.

"Who're you?" Molly asked, trying to not to show, that she was feared.

"I am the keeper of this castle!" the stranger said "My name doesn't any matter! You may call me a Mysterious Mask, if you need! And now be ready to take your punishment!"

"A punishment?" Belinda gulped "What a punishment?"

"Yes! We didn't anything wrong!" Clair complained "We just got trapped here by a blizzard!"

"Hush!" the Mysterious Mask said "You all will be cursed for disturbing this old place's quietude!"

"Hey, that's not fair, Signor!" Elvira argued "We didn't even know!"

"Well, maybe you're right" the Mysterious Mask nodded "Maybe a lifelong curse will be too much. But you all should pay your price for your crime! And I think, I can change it. If you all will agree to take a punishment, which was a regular one for a parlourmaids in this castle, when I was just a boy, I will be satisfied."

"And what a punishment was that?" Alicia asked.

"You all will receive a good old slippering on your bare behinds! I suppose it is better then be cursed to the rest of your lives" the Mysterious Mask answered.

The girls weren't very happy with such a choice, but they were feared and drunk enough to believe, that it all is real. So they had no other choice but agree to take the punishment. So the Mysterious Mask took a sit and asked them to decide, who'll go over his knee first.

Before Tina could say anything, Belinda and Molly just threw her over the stranger's knee. Her sweatpants and panties came down immediately and very soon she was very sore and embarrassed to receive such a humiliating punishment right infront of all her new friends. The girls were smirking at Tina's discomfort, but every of them knew, that she could be next.

Right after he threw Tina from his knee, and she started rubbing her very sore spanked bottom, the Mysterious Mask turned to the girls and, since Alicia was the most close to him, he turned her around his knee.

The pain made the French girl kicking her legs like a mad, so she quickly lost one of her heels.

When Alicia's slippering was finally over, and she started seeking her heel, whimpering and rubbing her very sore bottom, the Mysterious Mask turned to the rest of the girls again.

"Who's next?" he asked sternly.

Belinda tried to hide behind Molly, but the British girl was more dexterous and pushed her plump opponent right to the Mysterious Mask. Before the German could do anything, she was already turned over his knee with her fleshy buttocks bare. Belinda tried to struggle and cover her sensitive bottom with her hand, but the Mysterious Mask just caught her hand and fixed it behind her back before continue the slippering, much more stern now.

When the Mysterious Mask finally finished tanning her hide, Belinda jumped up from his knees and, loud howling, started the brat war dance.

Molly couldn't help herself, but laughed out loud, pointing at her rival's discomfort. She even didn't notice, that the Mysterious Mask approached her. Before she could even try to resist, the British girl was turned over his knee with her bum bare. She belatedly tried to argue, but the only respond for her were sharp, stinging slipper strokes across her bubble butt.

When her slippering was over, Molly could only weeping and begging for mercy. She clutched her bottom and hided behind crying Alicia.

"Who's next?" asked Mysterious Mask.

"I!" Clair replied. She thought that if she won't even try to argue or struggle, her punishment won't be so strict, but a terrible pain in her bare buttocks, which made her kick off one of her heels, quickly ruined her delusions.

After Clair joined to her weeping and sobbing friends, the Mysterious Mask summoned Elvira.

The Italian girl tried to take her fate as a lady should, but the pain from the slipper quickly made her scream and bawl like a naughty girl.

When the punishment was finally over, the girls stand to the wall, hugging and rubbing their very sore bottoms, whimpering and sobbing. The Mysterious Mask finally smiled.

"I very hope, that you all learned your lesson!" he said "Now I allow you to wait in my castle, until the weather be fine enough for you to go! But if you'll disturb me again, your punishment will be much more terrible!" and he blew out a candles and disappeared in the darkness.

The girls just whimpered in pain and fear for a few minutes more, before Tina became courage enough to turn the light on. The Mysterious Mask disappeared without leaving a trace.

For a few more minutes the girls still were staying hugging and rubbing their sore bottoms, whimpering in pain and fear. They sobered up, but no of them had any idea, what was happened.

Finally Belinda looked in the window.

"Vardammt!" she said "Mein arme Popo hurts so bad!" she complained and, still clutching her sore buttocks she ran out to the peristyle and sat in the snow. Few minutes later all the girls, except Tina, joined her. At first it was rather painful; it felt as fire and ice might feel if they were sentient and could express their feelings. But after a moment or so ice defeated fire, and the girls's red rear ends began to cool.

"I wish I didn't forgot my phone!" Tina said, observing the girls from the window and rubbing her sore bottom "This could be just perfect photo!"