The main character almost of all my little stories is Belinda Krüger - a full of mischief troublemaker from Germany. It's quite easy to tumble to that she's my avatar character ;) So, as you may now guess, I'm a spankee myself ;) Feel free to contact me at gesperax@gmail.com
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Agreement
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School of Tricks
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True Truth
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Who's Smarter - Wolf or Fox?
Thursday, October 31, 2019
The Howling
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Sunday, October 27, 2019
Outfoxed
Thursday, August 22, 2019
She-werewolf and Kitsune
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Friday, May 24, 2019
The Vixen and the She-Wolf
Saturday, September 1, 2018
Wood Justice
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Monday, July 23, 2018
Just Like in a Fairy Tale
The party was in full swing. There were people dancing in the ballroom, mingling between themselves throughout the halls, and committing debauchery in the upstairs bedrooms. This year university Halloween party had an animal theme, so the all guests were dressed in the costumes more or less looking as different animals. Of course, the most popular were exotic predators, but some of the students had chosen types more usual to Northern Hemisphere.
A not very tall curvy blonde in a very revealing wolf-costume walked around the hall. It was Belinda - a German exchange student. She looked around and took a glass of grog from the table. She looked around again and grinned, seeing Melissa - a small slim brown-haired girl in a bunny costume, which looked more like a playboy-girl costume. The German came near and whispered: "Are you a snack?" she giggled at her own joke.
"Very funny, Belinda!" Melissa replied "But would you like to tease someone else? I don't like your sense of humour!"
"Or, really?" Belinda grinned, "Maybe have you no sense of humour?"
"I'm not sure, that you have one!" Hélène - a beautiful French girl in a vixen-costume said, suddenly appearing from behind. The German turned to her.
"What did you say?" she asked a bit angrily.
"I said, that your own sense of humour is really bad," the French girl replied "So it'll be better if you won't repeat such jokes!"
Belinda grinned: “Oh yeah, and what will happen to me if I do?”
Hélène grinned: "Your plump butt will be as red, as this grog!"
For a few moments, Belinda looked rather confused and even frightened, then her face turned a bit red from the anger. "Watch your tongue, Foxy!" she stepped forward, getting closer to her opponent.
"What's the matter, Wolfy?" Hélène giggled.
"How dare you call me fat?" the German whispered angrily.
"Maybe because that's true?" the French looked at her innocently and stepped back.
Belinda groaned and spilled her grog right in her opponent's face, but right when she tried it, somebody in a bear costume appeared right between them. A moment later he stopped, wiping his face, and then turned to Belinda, who recognized Vladislav - a tall, really looking like a bear, muscular exchange student from Russia, who was famous for his very short temper.
“What the hell is going on?!” he shouted "Do you think it's funny?!"
"Emm..." Belinda mumbled.
"Oh, I'll show you an emm!" he said and pulled girl by her ear to the chair nearby. He sat down and pulled the German over his knee. Belinda squirmed and struggled, trying to break out. "What do you think you are doing?!" she shouted.
"Well, just give you your reward!" he said and lifted her grey mini-skirt and pulled her panties to her knees. Her bottom was on display to everyone at the party who was watching.
Belinda gasped in fear and shame and tried to break out but Vladislav held her firmly. He raised his arm. Hélène stood behind him, grinning.
Suddenly there was a loud pop followed by a cry as the Russian palm came down hard on the German bottom. Everyone cheered and laughed at the punishment. Vladislav smiled and told the crowd that it would appear Belinda had never gotten a proper punishment before. The crowd laughed even harder as he brought his palm down repeatedly on Belinda's bottom.
Belinda moaned and clenched her teeth, trying not to scream again, but after the few more spanks she started squirming over the Vladislav's knee and wagging her bottom, trying to save it from his stinging palm. She moaned and screamed in pain, cursed and sweared, but quickly started begging and bawling. She felt like her bottom was on fire. She howled in pain like a real she-wolf, when the Russian bear finally thought that she had enough and threw her from his knee.
The poor girl landed right on her tender bottom, and that made her jump up screaming in pain and started the brat war dance for a few minutes. Finally relieving from the pain a bit she looked around. Everyone were looking at her, laughing. She cried in shame and ran away, clutching her sore bottom.
A not very tall curvy blonde in a very revealing wolf-costume walked around the hall. It was Belinda - a German exchange student. She looked around and took a glass of grog from the table. She looked around again and grinned, seeing Melissa - a small slim brown-haired girl in a bunny costume, which looked more like a playboy-girl costume. The German came near and whispered: "Are you a snack?" she giggled at her own joke.
"Very funny, Belinda!" Melissa replied "But would you like to tease someone else? I don't like your sense of humour!"
"Or, really?" Belinda grinned, "Maybe have you no sense of humour?"
"I'm not sure, that you have one!" Hélène - a beautiful French girl in a vixen-costume said, suddenly appearing from behind. The German turned to her.
"What did you say?" she asked a bit angrily.
"I said, that your own sense of humour is really bad," the French girl replied "So it'll be better if you won't repeat such jokes!"
Belinda grinned: “Oh yeah, and what will happen to me if I do?”
Hélène grinned: "Your plump butt will be as red, as this grog!"
For a few moments, Belinda looked rather confused and even frightened, then her face turned a bit red from the anger. "Watch your tongue, Foxy!" she stepped forward, getting closer to her opponent.
"What's the matter, Wolfy?" Hélène giggled.
"How dare you call me fat?" the German whispered angrily.
"Maybe because that's true?" the French looked at her innocently and stepped back.
Belinda groaned and spilled her grog right in her opponent's face, but right when she tried it, somebody in a bear costume appeared right between them. A moment later he stopped, wiping his face, and then turned to Belinda, who recognized Vladislav - a tall, really looking like a bear, muscular exchange student from Russia, who was famous for his very short temper.
“What the hell is going on?!” he shouted "Do you think it's funny?!"
"Emm..." Belinda mumbled.
"Oh, I'll show you an emm!" he said and pulled girl by her ear to the chair nearby. He sat down and pulled the German over his knee. Belinda squirmed and struggled, trying to break out. "What do you think you are doing?!" she shouted.
"Well, just give you your reward!" he said and lifted her grey mini-skirt and pulled her panties to her knees. Her bottom was on display to everyone at the party who was watching.
Belinda gasped in fear and shame and tried to break out but Vladislav held her firmly. He raised his arm. Hélène stood behind him, grinning.
Suddenly there was a loud pop followed by a cry as the Russian palm came down hard on the German bottom. Everyone cheered and laughed at the punishment. Vladislav smiled and told the crowd that it would appear Belinda had never gotten a proper punishment before. The crowd laughed even harder as he brought his palm down repeatedly on Belinda's bottom.
Belinda moaned and clenched her teeth, trying not to scream again, but after the few more spanks she started squirming over the Vladislav's knee and wagging her bottom, trying to save it from his stinging palm. She moaned and screamed in pain, cursed and sweared, but quickly started begging and bawling. She felt like her bottom was on fire. She howled in pain like a real she-wolf, when the Russian bear finally thought that she had enough and threw her from his knee.
The poor girl landed right on her tender bottom, and that made her jump up screaming in pain and started the brat war dance for a few minutes. Finally relieving from the pain a bit she looked around. Everyone were looking at her, laughing. She cried in shame and ran away, clutching her sore bottom.
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