The Puritan

The beach was beautiful today. Jacky lazily strolled along the sandy shores enjoying the oven breeze. She loved how the wind caressed her body. She was wearing a red bikini and was enjoying the warm weather. The beach was full of people swimming and laying in beach chairs tanning in the sun. Jacky had a good tan and was proud of it. She spent much of her time keeping her body tan and muscular. She enjoyed the way it made her figure look. She knew she caught men's eyes with her fit body. She actually enjoyed being in a bikini, putting on a show for the men on the beach. At 30, Jacky considered herself a full woman and not some young girl. She knew about men and hated to see young women who tried to act like they knew it all. She knew that most of these women didn't know their vagina from their ass when it came to sex. Jacky, on the other hand, had a great respect for sex and the whole social aspect of it. She absolutely hated hearing about two people meeting up in a bar and after a night full of whiskey shots, drunkenly fucking and never seeing each other ever again. That was just not what people should do. Jacky believed that people shouldn't just use their body like a tool. She believed her body was her most prized earthly possession and one should respect it and treat it well. This result in her athletic build and her attitude toward women who were absolutely sex crazed. She had seen several women on her trip today who had hit her as such. One was scantily dressed and bending over in front of a group of male onlookers. Another had went to a changing booth on the beach and hadn't pulled the curtain shut when changing into her bikini top. Jacky considered these sort of women sluts. She eventually made it to the end of the beach and saw a sight that infuriated her. There in a beach chair was a blonde girl who was topless, showing her large boobs off to the whole beach. Several teen boys were gawking at the sleeping beauty. Jacky noticed a book sitting in the woman's beach bag. It was a German to English dictionary. This young woman wasn't even American! This infuriated Jacky. This German was putting on a show and she knew it. Jacky approached the sleeping girl. The blonde awoke right as Jacky got in front of her. She stretched her arms and yawned, then she said:

"It's a beautiful day, is it not?"

The woman's German accent was strong. Jacky said:

 "Just what do you think you're doing , laying here with your breast hanging for everyone to see!"

The German girl giggles and said:

"This is a new bikini and the top was pinching into my nipples . I decided that I would just take it off." 

"You didn't consider the idea of people seeing you. The fact there is a bunch of teen guys watching you put on a show doesn't bother you?!?"

The German turned and saw a small group of boys down the beach watching her. They had been admiring her all day. They had even used their phones to take plenty of pictures of the German and her large breasts.

 

The German turned to Jacky and said:

"It does not matter to me. I enjoy the attention. Do you think they would come over and help spread some tanning lotion on my back?"

Jacky was tired of this. She could see the German girls tits were standing straight up. She was looking over at the boys and waved slightly. Jacky walked over to the German and pinched one of her nipples to get her attention. The girl screamed as she tried to swat Jacky's hand off of her. Jacky only grabbed her in a hold and threw her to the ground in front of her beach chair. This stunned the German and gave Jacky just enough time to get herself positioned in the beach chair.

 

She reached for the German girl at her feet and grabbed her legs. She pulled the German girl's red bikini bottom down as the German struggled. The boys across the beech were enjoying the show. Once Jacky had the girls bikini off , she saw the German girls flip flops laying in the sand. They were just what Jacky was looking for. She grabbed one of the flimsy blue plastic shoes approached the German girl who was trying to crawl away in the sand.

The German girl screamed and struggled when Jacky grabbed her. She brought the plastic flip flop flying down onto the German's bottom. It crashed down with a loud pop that left a red mark on the German girl's pale bottom. She screamed and fought to escape, but she was no match for Jacky. She did, however, struggle enough to cause Jacky's bikini top to slip down . This revealed her pert titties to all the boys who were now watching the spanking. Jacky only smiled when she heard one of them say:

"Damn ! That woman in the red is whooping ass! Literally!"

there were also some:

"Look at those tits !"

and

"Damn she's fine!"

thrown in there from other boys. Jacky tanned the German girls' bottom.

"I bet this isn't the type of tan you were expecting to get on the beach!"

Jacky told the German as she continued to bring the flip flop raining down on the Germans bottom. The German girl was angrily fighting and yelping as each hit rained down. Jacky decided to stop only when the girls bottom matched the red on Jacky's swimsuit. Once the German girl's bottom did match, Jacky looked up and saw most of the men from the beach were surrounding them. Jacky looked down at her handiwork.

 

"Stand up!"

Jacky ordered. She stood up and Jacky bent the German girl over and made her touch her knees. She took her hands and spread the girls bottom to fully display the girl's pussy and tight virgin asshole. The onlookers all stared and some took photos. The German girl turned and angrily looked back at the people who were admiring her feminine physique.

"Who wants to take over spanking her for me? My arm is tired."

Every man's hand shot up into the air. The German girl scowled at the men. Soon Jacky sat in the beach chair and watched the men all get in line to get a chance to spank the girl's bottom. The line consisted of men of various ages holding various implements. Some had belts some had flip flops, and one strong looking man had a boat paddle.  Jacky sat there enjoying the breeze and the sun as she listened to the cries of the German girl and the sounds of the various implements hitting her bottom. Apparently the men, likewise thought the German should be punished for being such a tease. It would seem everyone agreed a good old American spanking was just the punishment this German girl needed.

Sunburned Lifeguar

"AUA!!! Mein Popo! AUA!!! AU!!! But everyone can see! AUA!!!"

"Oh, what's the matter? When you was sleeping on the job you didn't care about someone can see you? And this is not the first time, huh? Well, I'm about to teach you and everyone around a little lesson in responsibility!"

"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!"

Beach Tease

 

What a View!

"Wow! Looks like that haughty German finally got her just deserts! Too bad I missed, who taught her a lesson, but I bet she won't sit down for a while!"

Monsterball

 

Hot Summer Day

"Two big cola, please! And put there as many ice cubes as it is possible! Or... Emm... Can you give me just a big cup of ice, please?"

Beach Biker-Babe

"AUA!!! That hurts! AUA!!! Stop this! AUA!!! This is illegal! AUA!!!"

"Well, Miss, what is really illegal - to ride a motorcycle on a beach! And you'd better to thank God, that it's a public beach, and that's why I can't pull down this pants to give you a proper spanking you really deserved!"

Do We Have a Winner?..

 

Keeping at Bay

"AU!!! But... AU!!! Stop this! AU!!!"

"I want to make things clear, Krüger! If I'll ever again see or hear, that you're wagging this fat German ass of yours in front of my boyfriend at beach or in motel, I'll give it such a tanning with my belt, that you won't sit down until you'll return to Germany!"

"AUA!!!!"

Music Connecting People

“NeuNunDNeUnZig LuFtBaLlons!…”

The shrill voice of an intoxicated Belinda Krüger blared through the bar’s speakers. After the pandemic had ended, the young German blonde had decided that she needed a vacation, and what better vacation than a paradise island, white sandy beaches and happy hour cocktail nights?

She’d packed her bag, mostly bikinis and beach towels, all in the colours of the German flag. She found that it was always a great conversation starter when she was abroad, and she liked meeting new people… even though it often ended up with her bottom a burning, bright red. She didn’t really know why, but it was the way these things went. Thinking about it, she had also packed a few bottles of lotion, just in case…

That night, much to her delight, was Karaoke night at the bar she had found herself frequenting. The place was nice, the drinks cheap and well mixed. There was a stage where concerts, lectures, improv had happened before, and where the singers were that night. Well, singer, singular. With most patrons busy drinking and socialising, she was already on her third song. More than a few drinks in, she had started badly, and it wasn’t getting any better. 

“Auf iHrEm WeG zUm HoRiZOnt!…”

She continued belting out the words, out of tune and slightly behind on the music. In her drunk ears, it sounded perfect, and she bellowed the lyrics in what she thought was a sultry singer’s voice. More and more patrons were looking at her, frowning. Some were shaking their heads, some wincing and covering their ears. Even the barmen and barmaids were rising an eyebrow. With drunk tourists coming around every Karaoke night, they should have been used to it, but she was particularly bad. Belinda turned around and started wiggling her bikini-clad round buttocks while the song played on, oblivious to the increasingly disapproving crowd.

As she was about to start butchering the third verse, a man got up to her. An athletic, mid-thirties guy, he was only wearing knee-long shorts and sandals, with a lei, a flower garland, covering his muscular chest. Not bad looking, Belinda thought, looking over her shoulder as he came closer. Eastern European, maybe? Maybe Russian? In a heavily accented English, he said:

“I think it’s time you stop!”

Definitely Russian. She ignored him and carried on singing and waggling her derrière enticingly. What was he going to do, huh? She laughed and jumbled the next words in the song.

“Hey! Devochka! I’m talking to you!” the man said, and she made a show of ignoring him. The man banged his glass down on a nearby table and leapt on stage, going for her microphone. She splashed the drink she was holding in his face, and it went all over the flower garland. If she was hoping it would stop him, she was very wrong. With a grunt, he grabbed the microphone in one hand and her arm in the other.

“Oh you like singing, da? I have a song for you!”

Frowning, he dragged a stool over with his foot and sat down, still on stage, bringing her down over his knees in one swift movement. The music was still playing.

“Was?” Belinda cried, “What are you doing?! Hör auf! Stop!”

“Nyet!” was the only response as his hand came slamming down on her ass, over the German-coloured bikini bottoms. She yelled, in anger, surprise, and in pain. How dare he! He was ruining the song! In her drunken state, she hadn’t registered yet that everybody in the bar had stopped their conversation and were staring at them.

Slap! Slap! Slap!, the man started smacking her bottom to the rhythm of the song. She could see the metronome on screen counting 193 bpm. A few seconds in and her bottom was already burning. AUTSCH! she yelled, “Stop! Mein Popo!”

“Sing, then, little njémka! What are the lyrics again?”, the Russian man laughed, and he mockingly started singing “Ninety nine red bottoms… Spanked in the summer bar!”

The slap continued, and so did the song, “Ninety-nine slaps of the hand… For a very drunk German!”

Somehow, the bad rhyme worked in his accent. Slap! Slap! Slap!, he didn’t miss a beat. She bit her lip not to cry out in pain. Someone from the public yelled:

“Ninety-nine well spanked buttocks… I like my whisky on the rocks!”

The whole bar erupted in laughter, and tears of pain streamed down Belinda’s cheeks. Her drunken haze was clearing out fast, and her bottom burned with pain. Another patron came to the stage and grabbed the microphone:

“Ninety-nine bad girls in town… Let’s pull her bikini down!” he sang with a grin.

More laughter, and the microphone got passed around as the Russian man grabbed her bikini bottoms and pulled them down to her thighs. “Nein! Nein! Das kannst du nicht machen! You can’t!” Belinda yelled, and tried to get them back up, or at least cover herself, but there was nothing she could do and the slaps fell harder on her naked cheeks. Crimson as they were, they were only getting redder by the minute. More people joined in the song:

“Ninety-nine smacks, that’s quite rough… But I don’t think she’s had enough!”

Laughs and appreciative whistling, more hard slaps on her bottom. People were holding their phone up, filming the whole thing. Someone pushed a button on the Karaoke machine and the song started playing again from the start. “Ach du großer Gott!”, Belinda moaned.

“Ninety-nine hard slaps and more… I think she needs an encore!” sang a woman. Slaps hit Belinda’s thighs and made her cry out. She kicked her legs, but it only made her round cheeks wiggle more, much to the delight of the audience. There were cheers and laughs as they bounced and wobbled with each slap, the noise blending with the music.

“Ninety-nine slaps on her butt… That’ll teach that German slut!” sang a young local that she had been flirting with earlier. Again and again, the Russian man’s big hands fell down on her ass. It would be bruised for days, she thought! And she only had bikinis to wear… Even if she went to a different part of the island, there would be no way to hide her shame… And with the videos being filmed, or even livestreamed, even people at home might see… “Ach, scheiße…”, she murmured…

“Ninety-nine smacks on her ass… Serves her well, that cheeky lass!” said an Irishman next, and on and on it went, people having the time of their life while her bottom was thoroughly punished, and her dignity reduced to nothing.

After the song was played a third time, she was sobbing and begging, and the Russian man took pity on her at last. But her ordeal was far from over. Lifting her up, he made her stand on stage, her hands over her head while people came up to take pictures and selfies next to her glowing red bottom. When the bar finally closed , she pulled her bikini bottoms up and ran into the night and to her hotel. Once in her room, she was glad to have packed lotion. Once more, she would have to sleep on her belly. And in her head, she could still hear the song…

“Denkst du vielleicht grad an mich?

Dann singe ich ein Lied für dich…”

Tropical Resort

 

Tourists should ensure they they cover up before entering the local town. Residents have been known to make their views on "excessive" displays of skin forcefully clear.

Remember, when leaving the beach, turn left for the hotel.

Heartbreaker

Belinda was spending her vacation on a tropical resort. She had really good time, so she was sure, she can do all she wanted. So, she quickly started flirting with all handsome men she met.

Her old friend Alicia and her long-time rival Molly wasn't very happy, when they found out that the coquettish German flirted with their boyfriends too. So they decided to teach her a good lesson.

One day they invited Belinda to a wild beach, where all three girls stayed alone. Before Belinda understood anything, Molly and Alicia overpowered her and gave her no other choice, but to agree to receive a very painful and humiliating punishment for her behavior.

British and French girls spend a lot of time, taking turns spanking their German rival's naughty ass. When they were satisfied, Belinda was very very sore and sorry. For a some days she couldn't wear bikini, because of the redness and soreness of her poor bottom.

Sunburn

"Well, I can stand, that you came here and wags this slutty German butt of yours around my boyfriend! But how dare you criticize my body in front of everyone! Oh, on this beach you'll get such a tanning, that you'll be just like sunburned!"

 

Beach Woes

 

Drama Queen

Lifeguard Discipline

"What do you think, you had done, Belinda?!"

"AUA!!! Mein Popo! AUA!!! But Joelle! AUA!!! But no one had drown! AUA!!!"

"Yes. And no one even did swam far then buoys. But that doesn't mean, that you can just sunbathing at workplace and not watching the tourists!"

Beach Justice

"AUA!!! Nein! Stop this! AUA!!! How dare you!? AUA!!!"

"How dare us?"

"AUA!!!"

"How dare you!"

"AUTSCH!!!"

"How dare you littering around?!"

"AUA!!!"

"How dare you listening your rammstein-music all night?!"

"AUA!!! Mein Gott! AUTSCH!!!"

"Yeah! Spank her good!"

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

Unwanted Reward

Belinda was spending her vacation in Australia. One day she decided to show everyone on a beach, what a good swimmer she is and swam as far, as she could. Much far then buoys. The lifeguard gave her quite painful reward...

Russian Mother

"AUTSCH!!! But Frau, enough already! AUTSCH!!!!"

"After you made my son cry? No way, bitch!"

"AUTSCH!!! But that was an accident! AUTSCH!!! I did not crush that sand castle on purpose! AUTSCH!!!!"

"Well, at least, not he laughs, seeing you squirming and moaning over my knee. And as the saying goes in Russia: for inadvertently beat fiercely! So, I suppose I'll give this arrogant German ass of yours at least twelve more!"

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