Fire and Ice

    Belinda, a pretty blonde from Germany, with ice blue eyes and a bubble butt, stormed into her apartment and headed right towards her refrigerator. Opening the freezer she removed one of the many ice packs she had stored in there. Why so many, you may ask. If you got spanked as often as Belinda did, your freezer would be full of ice packs, too. 

   Removing her skirt and panties, Belinda checked her plump posterior out in her full length mirror. It was even redder than she expected it to be. Holding an ice pack to her boiling butt cheeks, she sighed. “For such a tiny woman, Professor Amanda McClain sure can spank hard. Of course, she was using a hairbrush. That damn brush burned like Hell fire!”

 

   Professor McClain was Belinda’s art professor. She was thirty some years old, only five feet tall, and probably weighted ninety pounds. But she swung a hairbrush like a lumberjack swings his axe. Belinda was babysitting the professor’s daughter, Amy, for her tonight. Once Amy went to bed, Belinda decided to make herself a snack. Opening the refrigerator, Belinda saw Amanda had a bottle of wine. The temptation was too great for the alcohol loving girl, and she poured herself a glass. Turning she was surprised to see Amanda standing behind her. Belinda hadn’t heard her come in. Amanda, fire raging in her eyes, grabbed Belinda by the ear, and marched her into her bedroom.

 

     “I’m paying you to watch my daughter, NOT to get drunk. On the wine I was saving for my party tomorrow.” Amanda said, as she sat down in a chair by her bed, before pulling Belinda across her lap, flipping up her short skirt, and pulling down her panties. Picking up a large oval hairbrush from her nightstand, she began to rain fire down on Belinda’s big bottom.

   Hearing the commotion, the loud cracks from Amanda’s hairbrush, the yells from Belinda, Amy went into her mother’s bedroom to investigate. “Mommy, why are you spanking Belinda? Has she been bad?”

 

   “Yes, Amy, she’s been very, very naughty.” Amanda said, as she continued her assault on Belinda’s ample ass.

 

   Shocked by how red Belinda’s bottom was, Amy asked her, “Does your booty hurt, Belinda?”

    “Does it hurt? My ass is on FIRE!” Belinda said tearfully.

 

   “OH, Mommy, Belinda said a BAD word! Are you going to spank her for that, too?” Amy asked.

    Amanda had decided Belinda’s had been punished enough, but hearing that, she decided to continue. “How dare you use profanity in front of a child you’re supposed to be watching! You’re  a horrible role model.”

 

   “But…”, Belinda, said, begging for mercy. “I’m from Germany. I did not know that was a bad word here.”

 

   “Well, then, this will be a lesson to teach you how to behave when you’re hired to babysit somebody’s child AND an English lesson.” Amanda said before landing a final thirty swats on Belinda’s already blistering bottom, fifteen for each cherry red cheek, mainly on Belinda’s sit spots. 

   Releasing the bawling blonde from her lap, Belinda began to bounce around the bedroom, from foot to foot. Howling and rubbing her neon red rear. Amy thought she looked so silly, she couldn’t stop laughing.

   After a few minutes, Belinda had calmed down enough, to apologise to Amanda. While she did, Amy reached up and touched Belinda’s bottom, “WOW, your booty is HOT, Belinda! And RED! I’m glad Mommy never spanks me. I just get sent to time-out. I have to sit in the corner, in my naughty chair.”

   “That’s a really good idea, Amy” Amanda said as she turned the hard wooden chair she had just spanked Belinda in towards the wall. “I want you to sit here for half a hour, Belinda. Then I’ll pay you, and you can go home.”

 

   “BUT I CAN’T SIT DOWN! Not after that spanking!” the German brat protested, before seeing Amanda reaching once again for her hairbrush. That prompted Belinda to quickly hop onto the chair, and just as quickly hop back up. “AUTSCH! That hurts.” Amy giggled at that, but Amanda didn’t find it amusing. She gave Belinda’s fire engine red rear another half dozen hard swats, before Belinda gingerly sat back down.

 

   After a half hour, that seemed much longer to Belinda, as she squirmed back and forth, trying in vain to get comfortable, as comfortable as a girl could be, when she felt like she was sitting on hot coals, Amanda came back into her bedroom. “Belinda, I was talking to Amy while you were in time-out. She loves you and thinks I was overly harsh with you. Maybe … she’s right. I know you’re a good girl. And it was just one glass of wine. I want to apologize, and give you this. A bonus. A extra hundred dollars. And to ask you, if you can babysit Amy again next Friday.”

 

      Belinda thanked her and told Amanda she would see her Friday. Now, in her apartment, with the ice packs slowly cooling down her burning buns, Belinda had to smile. If she got a hundred dollars EVERY time she got spanked, she would be a millionaire in no time.

Babysitter's Blues

Blackmail

 

Perfect Blackmail

 

Nasty Twins

 

Belinda was hired as a babysitter by an American family. Actually she was more governess then a just babysitter. Her employers were quite nice people, so Belinda tried her Best and was quite strict with their twins Jason and Mike. Of course, the brothers wasn't very happy with that and were just waiting for any opportunity to revenge the haughty German girl.

One day they provoked her to chase them and trapped her, by rolling her up with a carpet.

"Let me out immediately, you, brats!" Belinda screamed "Or you both will be in a very big trouble!"

"I don't think, you're in right position to give any orders, Miss!" Mike said and took the scissors.

Neglecting Belinda's protests, he cut off first the carpet and then the seats of her leggings and panties, uncovering her plump milky-white bottom.

"What do you think, you are doing, you, brats! You will pay for this!" Belinda shouted and squirmed in her trap. But the boys didn't pay any attention to her futile protests and starting spanking German's plump bottom with the flyswatters.

When they were finally satisfied, Belinda was very very sore and was able to think not about a revenge but only about some ice or cold water to cool off her poor behind.

Intimidation

"AUA!!! Mein Popo! AU!!! But Herr Adams! AUA!!! Did you not asked me to be more strict with your daughter? AUA!!!"

"Yes, Miss Krüger. But I surely didn't mean, that you can intimidate my dear daughter with your European bogeymen, which will take her if she'll go to bed past curfew or won't do her studies!"

Visual Material

"No, Miss Krüger, this is no good! You supposed to be a good example for my my dear daughters with your words and actions, but not just to flirting with the neighbor boys! Well, but even now I'll make you an example! And example, what happens to girls, who choose the wrong path!"

Interview and Demonstration

"Well, Miss Lursa, since you're want to replace Miss Krüger as a nanny in my family, I need to warn you: I don't believe in fines and such a penalties. In my house if employee shows a poor work performance, she receives a good old corporal punishment!"

"Monsieur Lawson, may I ask you, please, what these punishments are like?"

"Well, Miss Krüger has done fine work, but she has one remaining infraction to be corrected before leaving my employ. Miss Krüger, will you be so nice to bare your bottom and bent over my knee?"

"Is that really that necessary, Herr Lawson? Right now, in front of her?"

"Yes, Miss Krüger! Bent over! Now!"

*whispers* "Wow! So, that's how it looks in real life! This German has no tolerance to pain!"

"AUA!!! Herr Lawson, please, maybe this is enough?! AUA!!!"

"Hold still, Miss Krüger, or I'll take my belt!"

Early Bedtime

"Miss Krüger, when I hired you as a babysitter, I gave you a crystal clear instructions! If I said that my daughter should go to bed at 9 pm, that means that she should go to bed at this time! And I don't care if you in her age were staying up at such a time!"

Nanny Troubles

Belinda was hired as a nanny in a rich Russian family. One day she stole her employer wife's jewels, but got caught red-handed by his son. The German punished the boy, but when he told everything to his parents, they decided, that if the thief don't want to have any deal with the police, she should agree to take the punishment from the boy. And the boy was just happy, when he got a permission to belt his German nanny's ass thoroughly...

Careless Babysitter

"When I hired you as a babysitter, Miss Krüger, I was pretty clear, that I won't tolerate if you'll just idling instead of watching my children! Yes, there's no dangers in my garden, but that doesn't mean, that you can just sleep in a hammock, while, they're playing!"

Quick Learner

Cruel Game

Swing

Belinda was hired as a babysitter in an American family. The boy she should sit after, Darren, was a teenager, who was pretty sure, that he's already old enough to don't need any sitter. When Belinda showed herself as a quite strict and pedantic person, Darren thought that he should teach her a lesson. So he and his friend Marcus caught the German by surprise when she was teetering, tied her to the teeter-totter, and then Darren took the switch...

Babysitter's Blues

“Daddy!” the little boy said with a giggle as the door opened, and he ran towards his very confused father. His equally confused mum came followed in and closed the door.

“James? Why aren’t you in bed?” she asked, worried.

James giggled and threw his arms up with a big, adoring smile. His father lifted him up in his arms after putting his own coat away, and began searching through the house for the babysitter. There was a half-eaten pizza still on the sofa, James’s toys were strewn everywhere, the TV was on, showing some cartoons. Belinda Krüger, the babysitter, was nowhere to be found.

“Belinda?” the father called, “Belinda, where are you?” There was no answer but a noise upstairs caught his attention. He gave the boy to his mother and went up the stairs immediately, at once angry and worried. Was it a burglar? Had something happened to Belinda? The lights were on in the upstairs corridor, the doors all closed.

He paused and listened. A giggle came out of the spare bedroom and he moved in closer to the door, quietly. Another giggle. His worries burned away, leaving only anger, and he almost kicked the door open. As he’d suspected, the girl was there, with whom appeared to be a very surprised young man.

“Oh mein Gott!” Belinda screamed, startled, as her boyfriend tried desperately to pull his jeans up. The father spared him but a glance.

“Out!” he said, pointing a finger at him and then at the door. He was trying his best to keep his voice down so as not to worry his young son. “Out now!”

The boyfriend hurried himself out without a word, leaving Belinda on the bed, mortified, looking down at the floor.

“I…” she started, then closed her mouth, not knowing what to say.

“Yes?” he said with a glare, crossing his arms over his chest.

“I’m sorry Mr. Jones, I…”

“How old are you again, Belinda?”

“I… Twenty five, Herr, wh...”

“And you think that leaving a four year old on his own in front of a TV is a responsible kind of behaviour? Do you think that’s acceptable? Is that what we pay you for?”

Her blush intensified and she mumbles a little “No Herr…”

“What was that?”

“No, Herr… I’m sorry…”

“Sorry… You’re going to be sorry. Come downstairs. Right now,” he said, and took a step back against the door, freeing the doorway. She blushed and chewed on her lip a little.

“Yes, Mr Jones… It’s just that… I…” She paused, “I’m not wearing any trousers…”

He sneered, “Don’t worry about that, Belinda, you won’t need them, believe me…”

What followed was a long, hard lesson taught firmly over Mr. Jones’ knees. Mrs Jones, having finally put James into bed, came back to scold her while the slaps continued to pour down on her already crimson buttocks. Tears streamed down her face as she cried pitiful sorries to no avail.

When her bruised cheeks were finally given a rest, she was sent to the corner of the living room and told that she would have to clean up all the mess that she had left with her red, punished bottom on display before she’d be allowed to get her trousers back. She did as she was told, still sniffling and rubbing her round buttocks until she was finally handed her jeans. She winced and moaned softly as she pulled the rough fabric over her tender behind.

She stood by the door, about to leave, her head bowed.

“I’m really sorry, Mr and Mrs Jones…” she said coyly.

“A lesson only has value if it’s learnt, Belinda,” the father said.

She unconsciously rubbed her backside with a pout. “I’ve learnt my lesson, Herr…”

“I hope so,” he said and closed the door behind her.

Tattoo

"Don't get me wrong, Miss Müller! Your body is surely your own business, but you better not to ask me to pay you your salary early then usual just because you can't pay your tattoo shack bill! I don't care about your money problems! And I warn you: if you'll ever appear in a suit, which will reveal these tattoos, if front of my grandchildren, you'll be fired! Just think what an example you'll show them!"

Governess's Troubles

"Pfui! This is just unfair! This 'little angel' is a real monster, but the one, who pays for all his pranks is me! And all just because I am his governess! And I can not even give him a slap, because it is not pedagogically!"

"Did you had to say something, miss Schmidt?"

"Whoops! Nothing, Frau Morrisville!"

Horse Race

Belinda was hired as a babysitter by a Danish family. Actually she was more governess then a just babysitter. Her employers and their daughter Laura were quite nice people, so Belinda tried her Best and was quite strict with Laura.

One day Belinda send Laura to bed and felt that she really needed to smoke. Her employers strictly forbidden the smoking in their house, but Belinda was pretty sure that no one would see her. So she lighted a cigarette. Suddenly the door opened and Laura came into the room. She was pretty shocked when she saw her nanny smoking but she quickly understood that now she got a chance to revenge her for her strictness.

Belinda was very scared being caught by surprise. She had no wish to lose her job. And Laura knew that. So she brought a riding crop and strictly commanded Belinda to strip off completely and stand o all fours.

Laura set over Belinda's back and started the whipping. The foolish babysitter was unpleasantly surprised, when she found out that Laura strikes powerful enough to sent her plump bottom on fire.

When the walloping was finally over, Belinda leaned her tender bottom against a cold window. She was pretty sure that was late enough and no one would see her from the outside.

Getting Results

Babysitter's Troubles

Belinda Krüger was pretty sure that working as a babysitter in an American family would be a perfect opportunity to improve her English and earn some money in the same time. Actually she was more governess then a just babysitter. Mr. and Mrs. Lewis were very nice people, but their teenage daughter Rebecca was not happy about to have a governess or babysitter. She was pretty sure that she's too old for that. So she started to look for any opportunity to make the German's life harder right from the day Belinda arrived.

On the third day Belinda and Becky were playing tennis, when Becky throw the ball over the fence to their neighbor's yard. Evil girl knew that their neighbor, Mrs. Cooper will be furious if she'll catch anyone on her land without her permission. But Belinda didn't know that, so she agreed to return the tennis ball and climbed over the fence without fear.

Belinda looked around and saw the ball near a thicket of stinging nettles. But when she already bend to take it, a heavy hand lied over her shoulder.

"Who the hell are you?" asked a tall African American woman "What are you doing in my garden? Oh, do you want to taste, what's growing here? I will make you taste something!" she bend over and pull out a big bunch of stinging nettles. Before Belinda opened her mouth Mrs. Cooper made her bend over, firmly holding the girl by her hand, pulled up her denim mini-skirt and pulled down her panties.

"AUTSCH!!!! What do you think are you doing? AUA!!! I just wanted to bring back my tennis ball! AUTSCH!!!! AUA!!!! That stings! AUA!!! AUTSCH!!!!" Belinda shouted with a thick German accent.

"What the fuck is this accent, sneak? I can't understand any bloody word! But I'm pretty sure, you'll got my point without any word!" Mrs. Cooper said, powerfully striking Belinda's naked bottom with the stinging nettles. The nettles stung poor German girl again and again mercilessly making her plump buttocks burn like on fire. Belinda bawled in pain and kicked her legs desperately.

Belinda and Mrs. Cooper didn't notice Rebecca, who was peeping at the punishment right from the beginning. She laughed and really enjoyed the show.

It were a very long minutes. Mrs. Cooper didn't stop the punishment until the bunch of the stinging nettles was completely ruined. Belinda's bottom was stung all over. Finally the strict woman stopped and looked over her work.

"I hope you learned your lesson, sneak!" she said "And now get out from my garden, if only you didn't want get another thrashing right now! You have time to run, until I pull out another bunch!" and she bend over to pull some nettles.

Belinda run away sobbing in pain. She climbed over the fence really quickly and only after it started to trimming herself up. She surely won't to show Rebecca any evidence of her painful misfortune. She still didn't notice that evil girl peeped all her punishment. So Belinda wiped away her tears, pulled down her skirt and walked to Rebecca smiling and holding the ball.

All the way home poor German couldn't do anything but rubbed her sore bottom again and again through the skirt, while American secretly laughed at her misfortune.