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Not all paddles are for canoes... |
| [Introduction] . ... .....     +  =   ..... ... . It's their first year at Butkins Academy for Girls and they don't want to get kicked out before they can even finish the first semester... so Alex and Ellen left their paddles at home. But oh the temptations of dorm life...
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| Ellen pulled out the last empty drawer of six drawers that were built into the wall of her side of the dorm room. She made a wry face at her sister Alex. "I can't believe they only give you six drawers for your stuff!" Alex had already finished unpacking and was reading the campus newspaper (headline: Welcome, freshmen!") Without looking up she said, "I didn't use one of mine. You can have it." "Thanks," said Ellen, then "Hello!" seeing a girl at the open door. "Hi!" said a tall lanky girl with short brown hair. "I'm Kelly. Next door neighbor!" She had a lop-sided grin that made Ellen feel happy. "I'm Ellen and this is my twin sister Alex." "You don't look like twins," said Kelly. Alex looked up, "She's pulling your leg. Her mom married my dad. They both already had kids, and the two of us happened to be the same age. Are you a freshman, too?" "Yep! I wanted to go to State, but my Mom went here, so... I'm here, too." |
| "I can understand that," Ellen said sitting on the bed, "Why don't you come in for a minute? We were just about to have a drink." Alex walks over to their bar fridge, having parents that were willing to be able to give them these extra luxuries meant that they were able to fit a small bar fridge into the room beside the computer desk. Just enough to fit a few drinks, as Alex and Ellen knew how their parents felt about them drinking alcohol during school hours they just stuck to coke, lemonade and fanta in their fridge. Taking out three cans of coke Alex sits on the bed and passes them around. |
Kelly popped the top on her coke and took a long drink. "You guys into any sports?" Alex and Ellen looked at each other, each knowing the other was thinking: Sports? Was spanking a sport? Kelly grinned. "I play tennis, run track, golf, swimming, and volleyball. Did I connect with anything?" Ellen shrugged. "Not with me. I can barely walk and chew gum at the same time." "You can dance good," said Alex. "So you're not a complete klutz." Ellen pushed back her blonde hair. "And you play softball, but that wasn't on Kelly's list." Laughing, Kelly said "I can put it on my list! If you guys play intramurals then I will too." Alex frowned. "Is this some kind of school for girl jocks? What's with all the sports?" "It's Ms Dickens, the Health Director. She believes in that 'sound mind in a sound body' theory. If it was up to her we would be getting up at dawn and doing jumping jacks outdoors in the nude." "Yikes!" said Ellen, her eyes popping open. "She sounds a little weird." "She's weird," agreed Kelly. "I even heard that if you screw up she gives you a spanking! Can you believe that?" Ellen stared at Kelly. Did she know something about Ellen and Alex? "I don't know if I can believe it or not," said Ellen, "until I meet her." Kelly smiled. "You're right. I shouldn't be running down people I don't even know yet. I just heard that. Okay, you got me! I'm a gossip!" "Bad girl," said Alex, "maybe YOU need a spanking!" Kelly laughed. |
| “Maybe I should try out for the tennis team, but I’ve never actually done it before. I’m such a clutz,” Ellen says. “I’m sure that Ms Dicken’s could place you in a team for beginners, I’ve heard that they do exist. What about aqua aerobics?” Kelly asked. “Ellen, you are good at dance, why don’t you try for that? It would be more focused towards the kinds of things you can do,” Alex says. “I don’t know, swimming was never my real strong point,” Ellen says. “Well if you girls want to try for general aerobics and then maybe we could go to aqua aerobics together?” Kelly asked looking at them curiously. “That sounds like a good idea,” Ellen says. So the three girls wrote their names down on the tryouts for aerobics and aqua aerobics and Ellen considering whether or not she wanted to try for cheerleading put her name down there too, she didn’t tell the others about this, what happened if she didn’t make the team? But she knew that she would probably succeed in this area at least. |
The Spank Sisters met new friends, studied their books, and the first weeks at their new school flew by. It was time for Halloween. Alex and Ellen were sitting at the desks in their dorm room when Kelly breezed in. "What are you guys going to be?" "Huh?" said Alex. "At the Halloween party. What costume?" "Oh, I don't know. I hadn't really thought about it." Kelly made a face. "What about you, Ellen?" Ellen smiled. "I think I'll be Mae West." Kelly frowned. "Who is Mae West?" "You never heard of Mae West? My dad had some DVDs of old black and white movies. She's the one that first said 'Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?'" Kelly laughed. "Right... Now I can win at Trivia. You realize that NOBODY is going to know who you are trying to be?" Ellen rubbed her chin. "Maybe you're right. I don't know what I'm going to be. How about you?" "I'm going as a light house." "A light house! Hahaha! And you thought Mae West was a dumb idea! Hahaha!" Kelly grinned. "I didn't say your idea was dumb. I just said nobody will know who you are. EVERYBODY will know I'm a light house." In a sarcastic tone, Alex asked "Are you going to wear a light on your head?" But nothing could put down Kelly. She happily explained how her costume would work - a tall cardboard drum with arm holes, a camp light, a little paint - a light house! Ellen grabbed Kelly's arm. "You have GOT to help me and Alex come up with some costumes!" |
| "Ok sure girls, what do you want to be?" Kelly asked them. "Well I'm not quite sure at the moment," said Alex sitting on her bed. Do you think that they'd think it was too weird if I dressed up like a giant paddle? She wondered. |
"A giant paddle? You mean like a boat paddle?" Ellen made a small sound with her tongue. "She means like a paddle that you get your butt paddled with." "Ohhhhh," said Kelly, "like a sorority hazing paddle. Hmmm... We could cut out two pieces of carboard shaped like a paddle with you between them? ... That would be easy and we could write stuff on it. Sounds good! Are you sure that's what you want to be?" |
| "Well let me think of it a minute," Alex says. |
| Kelly put her hands on her hips. "What about you, Ellen?" Ellen scrunched up her nose. "Well... Cinderella's definitely out. No Disney. And no celebs. No Brittney, Madonna, Cher, J-Lo... Hey! I want to be a man! George Bush!" Kelly waved away the idea. "Nawww! There'll probably be 3 George Bush's there. Think up something original like Alex did." "What? A paddle? Okay... I'll go as a giant ass." Kelly laughed and Alex shook her head in disbelief. "That's not bad," Kelly said. "I know there won't be 3 giant asses there! Hahaha! You and Alex will make quite a team - the Spank Sisters!" Alex grinned. "As long as we're clear about who is the paddle and who is the ass." Ellen shrugged. "It's just a costume. ...So, Kelly... How are you going to make me look like an ass?" Kelly spit out a guffaw and soon all three girls were shaking with laughter. |
"Well girls, we could do very similar to Alex, and have two fairly large circles and have you in the middle of them." Kelly suggests. "Or maybe just your head," Alex says "so it looks like you are..." Ellen hit her over the head playfully with a pillow. "Who says I'm going to be the ass, hmmm...?" Alex picks up a nearby pillow and hits her sister back. "Girls, what's going on in here?" came a voice from outside the room. They must have been making too much noise. |
"Shhhh!" Kelly said. "It's Chowder." Chowder was the live-in resident for the floor. She was a grad student and received free room and board for maintaining order in the dorm. Even though she was only a few years older than Kelly, Alex, and Ellen - she acted like she was much older. When she came into the room, her blue eyes were intense. "Are you girls tearing up the room again?" "Awww, chill a little," said Ellen. "We were just tossing a pillow around." "Destruction of school property is a punishable offense." Kelly pushed her face at Chowder. "Geez, Chowder! Does it look like we have destroyed anything?" Chowder stared at Kelly for a moment. "If you do, you're going to pay for it. Keep it quiet in here." Then she turned and left. "Can you believe her?" Kelly said, for once not wearing her usual grin. "Don't let her get you down, Kell," Ellen said and then slung the pillow back at Alex. "Now we're even!" |
"Even for what?" Kelly asked. |
"She hit me with a pillow, I hit her back," Ellen said. "Yeah," said Kelly, "but you hit her first." Alex slung a pillow at Kelly. "Like that!" Kelly threw the pillow back at Alex, then Ellen threw her pillow at Kelly and soon the girls were laughing loudly and back into a pillow fight. Crash! A pillow hit a lamp and knocked it to the floor. The door was flung open and Chowder yelled, "Stop it! I told you girls to get quiet! Ellen! Come with me!" "What?" said Ellen, "It's MY fault?" Chowder's face was hard as a rock. "You can tell me whose fault it is in my room. Come with me." Ellen shrugged. "Sure... what the hell..." And she followed Chowder down the hall. Kelly looked at Alex. "It WAS kind of her fault..." Alex chuckled. "Yeah, she's an instigator." "What do you think Chowder will do to Ellen?" Kelly asked. |
"Well I heard that sports teacher has a habit of spanking girls who act up. Maybe Chowder is the same?" Alex asked. "Yeah, maybe," Kelly replied. "How come we never get into trouble like that?" "Maybe because you are Miss Goody Goody?" Alex replied. "Am not," Kelly said lunging herself at Alex and starting a playfight. "Are too," Alex responded. |
| Chowder's room was done all in shades of blue. Ellen sat in a rocking chair while Chowder stood. "I'm getting tired of trying to straighten you out," Chowder said. "So don't try so hard." "That's what I mean. You always have some crack to make. All I'm trying to do is keep down the noise in the dorm so people can study." Ellen frowned. "Give me a break! You think my room is the only one that has pillow fights? If it will make you happy then I'll try to keep it down. Can I go now?" Chowder's cold blue eyes burned into Ellen. "Not so fast. You don't just zip in and out of here. I intend to punish you." "So?" said Ellen. "What's the punishment?" "No Halloween party for you." "Whaaa? You can't do that." Chowder smirked. "Yes I can. Check it out with the dean if you don't believe me." "Awww, come on, Chowder. We're looking forward to the Halloween thingie. I'm gonna be a giant butt!" Ellen grinned, but Chowder didn't break a smile. "Geez, Chowder! You're like some weird drill sergeant or something! Lighten up! You're just a grad student with a cushy job. You're not one of Satamn's minions!" Chowder sighed. "Look, Ellen. I warned you many times, but it never sinks in, does it? This time it's gonna sink in." |
"Anyway," Ellen said, "You can't stop me from going to the Halloween thingie. You have no power over me at all." "Oh, don't I?" Chowder said, looking at her angrily and walking towards her." |
Ellen's eyes sparkled. Was Chowder into anything interesting? "Look, Chowder... I know you can do anything you want to me..." Ellen looked up shyly, "...but please don't keep me from the Halloween party. Anything but that..." "Anything?" Ellen felt a little shiver go through her. "Anything," she whispered. Chowder stood, hands on hips, and looked down her nose at Ellen. Tanned and blonde, Chowder was from New Zealand and very strong. Tennis was her favorite sport and the muscles of her arms and legs were sleek and tight. "Alright, then," Chowder said. "A spanking and we'll call it even. You got any problems with that?" Ellen gazed at the floor. She could hardly believe her good fortune. Her behind was tingling in anticipation, but she knew she better not appear too anxious to get spanked or Chowder would get suspicious. "Does it have to be that?" she whispered. Chowder smiled. Ellen got on her nerves more than any other girl in the dorm. Chowder couldn't wait to get the paddle and teach Ellen a lesson. "Yes! It has to be a paddling or else no Halloween party. Take your choice." Ellen let a sad look form on her face then looked up at Chowder. With a little break in her voice, she said, "Promise me you won't hurt me..." Chowder laughed. "You'll live. You might have to sit on a pillow for a while... but you'll live." |
| "well lets get started shall we?" Chowder asked looking at Ellen. Ellen nervously looked at Chowder thinking, I can't believe that I am about to be spanked. I haven't been spanked like this since...well since last summer..but that was besides the point now. "Ellen, in my dresser you will find a wooden hair brush. Bring it to me." |
Ellen didn't move. She stared at the floor wondering if going to get the brush would make her seem to be wanting to get spanked. If Chowder knew how much she wanted this... And wouldn't Ellen's normal response be "Get the brush yourself!"? -- but Ellen didn't want to fight -- she wanted to get spanked. Just thinking about it made her skin warm... Her thoughts were interrupted when Chowder shouted, "Get the hair brush!" and Ellen jumped and went to look in the dresser for the hair brush. |
| Chowder looked sternly at Ellen. "You know that I will have to add extra strokes if you dawdle." As she picked up the hairbrush, Ellen wondered if she should dawdle a bit, just to see what would happen . "Ellen, I want you to have fifteen minutes of corner time before I spank your naughty little bare bottom with that hairbrush. Sit there." Ellen picked up a nearby paperback and commenced reading. It seemed to Ellen as if the fifteen minutes were lasting forever and she kept thinking about what it would be like to have Chowder strip her bare bottom with that hairbrush. |
The novel was cheap trash and Ellen soon became fascinated with the lurid story of a New Zealand girl who became a world champion paintballer. But she was suddenly snatched back to the here and now by Chowder's sarcastic remark: "You can stop reading now." Ellen looked up to see Chowder standing there with a firm grip on the hairbrush and a determined glint in her eye. |
| Ellen squirmed. "Uh... can I have it with the other hairbrush please? You know... the BIG one?" Chowder's eyes narrowed. "Well, I guess that could be arranged. Go and get it from the drawer, you know where it is." Ellen jumped and ran over to the chest of drawers. Of course she KNEW where it was, in the top left drawer. But she didn't want to appear too eager so started her "search" for the big hairbrush elsewhere. Plus...she was curious. She wanted to know what Chowder kept in her other drawers. And every girl knows that there is at least one of THOSE drawers, those PRIVATE drawers. It would have to be the bottom one, for sure. Slowly pulling open the drawer revealed stacks of photos - all the girls in the school. Some had handwritten notes on the back. She rummaged around deeper inside the drawer, and that was when she found the Spank List. A list of all the girls that had been spanked by Chowder, methods used and results attained. Reading through these papers Ellen began to tremble. "Ew", she whispered to herself in excitement. |
| "What are you reading young lady?" Chowder asked as she stared at Ellen. She'd been sprung. "You know, I think that the hairbrush might be too good for you, bring me the BG paddle." The BG paddle was made of some darkish wood. 20" long, 4" wide, and 1/4" thick. With straight, sharp rectangular edges that would dig into a tender behind. Through the surface of the paddle had been drilled three rows of nickel-sized holes, each designed to pinch and blister a tender bare bottom. And across the holes lay the paddle's name. The Bad Girl paddle. Known as the BG paddle. Ellen had heard other girls complaining of a BG paddle before, but had no idea where it came from or who's it was. She had always assumed it belonged to Ms Dickens. But now she was faced with it, and Chowder was going to spank her with it! |
| Ellen looked up from the list of names. "You even whacked Mary Sue and Little Liza Jane? Wow! And they seemed so 'bake the cookies and wash the babies' to me..." Chowder frowned. "What the hell are you talking about? Bring me the BG paddle." For a moment Ellen had second thoughts. Did she really want to feel the whack of a BG paddle on her butt? Then she had third thoughts. Of course she did! She reached up and removed the BG paddle from its special place on the wall. Solemnly, she handed the giant paddle to Chowder. |
WHACK!! Chowder brought the paddle down with a bang on her desk. She sighed, "Hmmmm whatever shall I do now? Looks to me as though I'm just going to have to..." Chowder advanced on Ellen who was shivering in delight, wondering what was going to happen to her. "What's this?", Chowder cried, pointing to the bulge in Ellen's skirt. "Funny that. You don't want to feel what I'm going to do to you, huh Ellen?" |
Ellen trembled. "No... no, I don't want to get spanked with that big paddle, but if that's what you have to do, then let's get it over with." And Ellen dropped her panties, lifted her skirt, and bent over the chair so that her perky little butt was exposed. Chowder gasped. "I didn't tell you to get naked!" Ellen rolled her eyes. "Chowder... If you are going to spank me, then for God's sake, SPANK ME! I've got some Spanish homework to do." "You think it's all just a big joke, don't you?" "I think YOU are a joke with your giant paddle trying to frighten me when you know you don't have the balls to actually spank anyone." Chowder's face turned red, she gritted her teeth, and the big paddle came whistling through the air to land with a satisfying *SMACK!* on Ellen's round young ass. |
| Ellen nearly screamed at the first stroke, but gathered her wits and somehow managed to prevent herself from crying out in pain. “Ellen, you have misbehaved <SPANK> around me <SPANK> for the last time <WHACK!!> You have needed a <SPLATT!> BARE BOTTOMED <WHACK!!> spanking, for quite a long time <WHACK!> young lady <SPANK> and how dare you look <SPANK!> through my drawers! <SPANK, WHACK, SPLATT!>” Ellen’s spirit was completely broken by the fifteenth spank, and the tears flowed freely by twenty. I was sobbing with total abandon and writhing over the chair, but I took every bit of it. She allowed her to stand up, but then made her hold her skirt up so she could see the red marks that the paddle had inflicted. "Now, young lady, have you learned your lesson?" "Yes, miss," she sobbed, rubbing her backside. "And what did you learn?" "To be obedient and respectful to you, miss." Chowder smiled, pleased. "Very good." She turned the chair around and sat down. Ellen looked at her pleadingly. She ignored her. "Come here," she said. Ellen obeyed instantly. She patted her lap and said, "Over my knee." she knew it was a test. And didn't hesitate or question her or beg her for mercy. She did as she was told. |
Meanwhile, back in the dorm room, Alex and Kelly were wondering what fate had befallen Ellen. "Why do you think Chowder took my sister Ellen to her room?" Alex asked. Kelly smiled. "Let's go find out." And she headed down the hall. "Wait!" Alex said. "What are you planning to do?" "Keyhole? Peek?" "Ahhhh... Yes, let's do it." The two girls moved with stealth to Chowder's door and kneeled down to peek through the old-fashioned keyhole. "Lucky these dorms are so old," whispered Kelly. |
| The girls were hearing Ellen yelping for some reason inside the room and were completely confused as to what could be making her act like that. "Let me look!" Alex said quietly. She bent down to take a look in the keyhole and what she saw amazed her. |
As luck would have it, the chair in Chowder's room was arranged so that Ellen's naked behind was facing the door. Kelly was the first to look through the keyhole. She gasped and stood up quickly. "Omigod!" "What is it?" whispered Alex, somehow knowing what she would see as she eagerly pushed her eye up to the keyhole. "Ohhhh..." Chowder's bare hand was slapping Ellen's naked butt. The slap of flesh against flesh was music to Alex's ears. She unconsciously reached for herself but stopped when she realized Kelly was standing there next to her. Damn! Alex rubbed her thighs together, desperately wishing Kelly was somewhere else. "What are they doing now?" Kelly whispered, but Alex didn't answer. The scene through the keyhole had completely captured her attention. |
| Alex forced herself away from the scene and went back to her dorm for some alone time. She put a chair against the room of her dorm so that Kelly couldn't just walk in and then pictures that scene again in her head. |
Kelly dropped to her knees and took Alex's place at the keyhole. So this was what went on in Chowder's room. She thought of all the slapping noises, loud voices, screams, crying, and yells that she had heard in the past and wondered about. It was spanking, wasn't it? How could she have failed to realize that? Now that her initial shock had faded, she was interested and curious about the scene through the keyhole. But there was something more about it, wasn't it? Some strange excitement was bringing warmth to her skin. She felt tingly and a shiver ran though her when Chowder landed a particular well-place slap on Ellen's pink buttcheek that caused Ellen to yelp. It was a sharp, high-pitched sound that made Kelly flinch, then she push her eye closer to the keyhole trying to see more. She saw Chowder stand up suddenly and approach the door. Too late she realized Chowder's intent and when the door was yanked open, Kelly fell into Chowder's room. "So!" Chowder said. "We have a spy!" |
| Alex meanwhile had finished what she had commenced in her bedroom and was wondering why Kelly had not come into the room after her like she normally did. She thought she should go down to Chowder's room to investigate. |
Chowder yanked Kelly into the room where Ellen kneeled at a chair, her naked fanny reddened by Chowder's paddling. "You want some, too?" Chowder said. Kelly's eyes were wide. "I- I didn't mean to peek." "Ha! I know all about you and Ellen and Alex. You're all brats. Nobody can tell you girls anything. The only way to get the message through is to paddle your little butts until you see the light." Kelly stammered, "Wha- What message?" but then she regained some of her confidence. "I don't know what you're talking about, Chowder. YOU are the one with a problem, not me." Kelly stood up to leave but Chowder pushed her down. "Oh no you don't. You're just as guilty as Ellen. You get paddled, too." |
| Alex overheard this discussion from outside and knew that she just couldn't leave her sister to take the wrath all by herself. She turned the handle and walked into the room even though she knew the serious danger of getting spanked was inside the room she couldn't leave her sister to brave it solo. |
As Alex entered the room, Chowder whirled around to face her. "Ah ha! The third member of The Three Brats shows up!" Alex looked stern. "Leave my sister alone, Chowder!" Chowder thrust herself toward Alex. Chowder was heavier and stronger than any of the other three girls, although Kelly was taller. Alex shrunk back from Chowder's aggressiveness. "Pussy!" Chowder said. "Get over there by your sister. I'm going to settle you three down so you'll behave from now on. You, too, Kelly. I want to see three bare butts ready for my paddle." Kelly was seething inside. Chowder was too much. She was an out-of-control maniac. "Come on, Alex!" Kelly said. "The three of us can take her!" Kelly jumped on Chowder's back. Alex hesitated a moment, then grabbed Chowder's hair. Ellen surveyed the scene from her position kneeling over the chair. Did this mean her spanking was over? She sighed and pulled her panties back up. Tonight she would sleep good. |
| Chowder spun round knocking Alex flat across the room which one movement. Alex had no idea that Chowder had that kind of strength. Bending over Chowder grabbed Kelly's wrists literally throwing her over her shoulder and into a fireman's carry. "Now, are you two girls done being total brats or are you going to try again?" |
Ellen edged toward the door to escape, but Chowder noticed her. "Ellen! Get back in here! Get that rope out of my bottom dresser drawer." Ellen made a face. "Aww, Chowder, you already spanked me. Just let me go back to my room." "No! Get the rope and help me!" Alex was trapped in the corner. "Ellen! Don't do what Chowder says! Help me and Kelly take her down! Come on! There are three of us! She can't fight us all!" Just then Kelly managed to struggle loose from Chowder's grip and Kelly and Chowder tumbled to the floor. Alex immediately jumped on. "Come on, Ellen. Help us!" Reluctantly, Ellen sat on Chowder's feet while Kelly and Alex pinned down her body and arms, but Chowder was like a trapped animal, heaving and twisting. Ellen watched with fascination as Chowder's large breasts bounced around. One day Chowder would be a Big Mama, Ellen thought. Chowder kicked her legs and Ellen almost flew off. She threw herself down across the legs so her entire body weight would hold them down. Everyone was gasping for breath. Between gasps for breaths Chowder said, "You little sluts! I'm gonna kill you!" Kelly laughed. "I think Chowder's been a bad girl. Chowder needs a spanking. Ellen, can you reach the drawer with the rope in it?" Ellen looked up at the dresser. She could just reach the drawer pull with her fingertips and still keep her body across Chowder's legs. After a little fumbling, she pulled out the rope. "Tie up her legs," Kelly said, "then you can help us at this end." |
| Chowder wriggled as much as she could to get out of the grasp of the three girls. |
After securing Chowder's legs with the rope, they tied up her arms and gagged her. "She's not going anywhere," Kelly said, wiping her brow. "Whew! Hard work!" "Now what?" asked Alex. "Now we get that little book with the list of names and we go tell all those girls to meet us here for a little party. Heh heh... How about it Chowder? In the mood for a little party?" |
| Chowder just lies there wondering if there is any way to get out of the bind that she was currently in. |
Kelly's eyes sparkled. "Let's do it in the gym! Come on. Help me drag Chowder to the gym." "Do what?" Alex said, in a worried tone. "What are we going to do?" Kelly laughed. "Get revenge, of course. Chowder gets spanked." "But why the gym?" "Did you see how many names are in that book? We need lots of room. We'll tie Chowder to a bench in the gym and everybody will get a turn at popping her butt. When we're done Chowder will know what a real spanking feels like." Kelly's eyes were shining with a fiendish glee that made Alex just a little nervous. "Kelly? Is all this necessary? Why don't we just let Chowder go?" Kelly's smiled hardened. "You're not going to chicken out on me? What about you, Ellen? Are you a chicken?" "I'm just tired of dragging this hippo down the hall. Can we rest a minute?" |
| Kelly opened the door to Chowder's room as Alex grabbed hold of one of Chowder's hand's and Ellen took her legs to help carry her out. But at that stage who was to appear but Ms Dickens. "What on earth are you girls up to?" she roared quickly assessing the situation. |
Alex and Ellen dropped Chowder with a loud thud. "Nothing, Ms Dickens. Um... It's just an initiation. Kind of a prank thing." Ms Dickens looked hard at the three girls. "But Chowder is the Resident. Why would SHE be in an initiation?" Kelly spoke rapidly. "She felt it would make her feel more like one of the girls, Ms Dickens. It's a bonding thing." Ms Dickens frowned a very skeptical frown. "Let's hear Chowder speak for herself. Take that gag off her." Kelly and Alex and Ellen just stood there staring at Ms Dickens. Chowder tried to shout something through the gag. Kelly's eyes were wide. "She says don't take the gag off! It will spoil everything." Ms Dickens raised her eyebrow. "It sounded more like help me, please get this gag off. I don't know what's going on here, but it smells fishy to me." Kelly clasped her hands together. "Please, Ms Dickens! Let us have our initiation! Chowder will tell you tomorrow if she didn't want to do it! But I just know she will be so upset if you butt in and ruin it for her tonight!" Ms Dickens hesitated. "Well..." Kelly gushed. "Oh thank you, Ms Dickens! That's why all the girls like you so much!" Ms Dickens smiled. "Well... I guess you young girls have some strange ideas about how to have fun, but as long as no one gets hurt..." Kelly ushered Ms Dickens to the door. "Thank you. Ms Dickens. You'll probably be laughing all about it tomorrow when Chowder tells you the story." "Okay, girls. See you later." "Good-night, Ms Dickens!" Chowder's feet were bammimg against the floor and her eyes were frantically trying to send an SOS to the departing Ms Dickens... but the door closed and she was again helplessly trapped in the hands of the brats. |
| "What do you think we should do with her first?" Kelly asked loooking at Alex. Alex smiled as a million ideas came into her head. Chowder winced realising her predicament and her heart started to beat fast. She knew that they would certainly be in for it once they were done, but what were they going to do to her in the meantime? |
Kelly briskly assumed command of the group. "Okay, let's take Chowder to the gym." The bound-and-gagged Chowder was carried by the three girls out of the dorm and down the street to the gymnasium. The front door of the gym was locked, but Kelly's role as captain of the girl's volleyball team entitled her to a key to the back door. She turned on the lights and the girls tied Chowder to a bench in the locker room. "Okay," said Kelly, "She's not going anywhere for awhile. Let's see that little black book of Chowder's." She thumbed through it. "Most of these girls that Chowder spanked are in B dorm and C dorm. Let's go see if they want to get some revenge." Alex giggled. Ellen yawned because it was late and she was very sleepy, but she followed along as the other two girls headed for B dorm. They left Chowder behind to angrily struggle against the ropes that held her tight to the bench that was bolted to the floor of the locker room. Chowder would wait for them to return. |
| Kelly, Alex and Ellen quickly sorted out who would ask which person from the little black book and that done commenced walking to the dorms. This was going to be such fun finally giving Chowder a little bit of what she had made some of the girls at Butkins go through. |
It wasn't long before a gang of about twenty girls was headed for the gym. "Chowder will pay!" "Now SHE's gonna see what it feels like!" Ellen was a little alarmed. She tugged Kelly's sleeve. "Hey, we don't want to KILL Chowder, do we? This is a lot of girls. Can Chowder take that much spanking?" Kelly put her arm around Ellen's shoulder. "Awww, we're just going to scare her. A little spanking never hurt anybody." Since Ellen's butt was still throbbing from the spanking she had received earlier that evening, she wasn't too convinced that "a little spanking never hurt anybody." What if Chowder complained to the police? They could all be hauled in for assault and battery! Ellen thought about slipping away and going back to her room, but Kelly and Alex would be sure to notice her absence. Anyway, maybe it was better if she was there at the gym. Then she could help keep things from getting out of hand. She was surprised by how angry some of the girls were. Chowder might be in for some pretty intense spanking. |
Ellen also wondered what would happen afterwards once Ms Dickens found out the truth about their activities. The spanking that she got from Chowder was just like an unfortunate sunburn in comparison to the heat that Ms Dickens would put into your backside. Whilst across her knee someone might think that their backside had actually become the sun itself the heat was so intense! |
| When the troop of girls saw Chowder tied to the bench in the locker room they whooped and hollered. "Now you're going to feel the heat!" "Burn, Chowder, burn!" Ellen smelled alcohol and then Linda Stover handed her a beer. Linda was a big girl with a thick, heavy body. Ellen didn't remember seeing Linda's name on Chowder's spank list. Only about half the girls here had actually been spanked by Chowder. That didn't seem fair. Chowder had been wearing jeans and a T-shirt, but with twenty girls to do the job, it was easy to get her clothes off and retie her to the bench face-down and wearing nothing but a frown. "Oooh, look at them baby cheeks," crooned Linda and gave one of Chowder's upturned buttocks a healthy squeeze. There was laughing and giggling. Kelly took command again. "Here's the way it's gonna be. Each girl gets one slap, bare hand only, on Chowder's butt, then move on and let the next girl spank her. When we get to the end of the line we start over." "How many times?" someone shouted. Kelly grinned. "Until I say stop. Now line up!" A rough line was formed and Linda Stover managed to be first. She let loose with a mighty slap on Chowder's butt that sounded like a pistol shot. Chowder jerked, but didn't make a sound. "Hey!" said Tina Allaretti, a small, dark-haired girl. "Take her gag off so we can hear her beg us to stop!" There was laughter, but Kelly pulled off Chowder's gag. With the gag off Chowder spat out curses at them. Judy Rumbler whacked her a good one, then Tina, then another girl. Whack! Whack! Whack! Chowder jerked and flenched, but didn't cry. "You little bitches!" she yelled. "I'm gonna tear your asses apart when I get loose!" "Ooooh, tough guy," Linda said, coming up for her second turn. "You girls aren't hitting hard enough. Twenty whacks and she hasn't even felt it." But Chowder must have felt something when Linda's mighty hand connected with her naked butt cheek because she shut up her cursing. Linda smirked. "She felt that one." Chowder clenched her teeth as the girls started their second round of butt slaps. She was determined not to cry and give them the satisfaction of seeing her in tears. |
| Chowder may have been stuck in the most vulnerable position that a girl has, but she knew that eventually they were going to have to release her. Meanwhile she was going to hold on for as long as she possibly could to ensure that she didn't show them weakness. The only person that she ever showed her weakness to was Ms Dickens and that was the way it was going to stay. |
By the time Linda came up for her third turn, Chowder was at the limit of what she could take. Linda's big clammy hand came whistling down and whapped Chowder's butt with a crack like a pistol shot that made the other girls gasp. That was it for Chowder and she broke down and let out a sob. Linda smirked. As each of the other girls applied their hand to Chowder's derriere, her sobs grew louder and stronger until she was bawling like a baby. "Please stop! I'm sorry! Please!" Linda was up for her fourth turn, but Kelly said, "Wait. I think she's learned her lesson." Linda blew air out. "Pshhh! She ain't learned nothing yet!" Then Linda's mighty hand whacked Chowder again and Chowder screamed, "Please! For God's sake! Stop! Stop!" But Linda didn't stop. She whacked Chowder again and again, bringing screams out of Chowder that sent chills down Ellen's spine. They didn't sound human, but like an animal being tortured. Some of the other girls must have felt the same way because they grabbed Linda's arms and finally dragged her back from Chowder. Linda was breathing heavily and her eyes were fierce. "Bitch!" she screamed at Chowder. Chowder was sobbing hysterically. The girls stood around looking at each other, unsure of what to do. Even Kelly was shocked. "We better untie Chowder," someone said. "Not while I'm here!" another girl said, and suddenly there were half as many girls in the locker room as there had been a minute before. Kelly looked at Linda. "You didn't have to do that." Linda shrugged. "She had it coming." "I think you better leave," Kelly said. "Fine!" Soon it was only Kelly, Alex, Ellen, and Tina in the room with Chowder, who was still tied to the bench, but was now only sniffling instead of sobbing. Her eyes were red from crying, but her butt was even redder. "Are you okay?" asked Kelly. Chowder sighed. "I think I came." "What?" "I came." Chowder took a deep breath and sighed again. "That was amazing." Kelly's face was a portrait of confusion. "Huh? You LIKED it?" "I won't say I LIKED it, but that was the best orgasm I ever had in my life." Kelly looked at Ellen and Alex. "Ewwwwww!" But Alex and Ellen just looked at each other and smiled knowingly. |
| Chowder was soon released from her binds. She realised that she may have felt this way about it but this was far from the way that someone in her position should be with the girls of the school. She decided that maybe she should go and speak with Ms Dickens about it. It's probably the best thing for her because she was always the one that spanked her when she needed it and she trusted her with all of her personal secrets. She was worthy of knowing this one, it was her responsibility to tell her this one. She knew it. |
Ms Dickens was lying in bed reading "Little Women" when there came a gentle tapping on her door. She got up and looked through the peephole. Chowder! What was she doing here so late at night? |
| "Come on in," Ms Dickens said opening the door, "are you ok?" Chowder entered the room sitting tenderly on the bed. "Ms Dickens, I have something to tell you," Chowder said. "What is it?" she asked. "Um.." Chowder looked a little bit embarrassed after all this was the same woman who had tanned her backside so many times in her past, "the girls really got me tonight." "What happened? Did you give them the proper disciplinary consequence?" she asked looking at her. "No Miss," Chowder said. "WHAT so you let them go wild?" Ms Dickens said. "No Miss," Chowder said, "I mean yes miss, I mean," "Which one is it yes or no before I lose my patience and turn you over my knee!" Ms Dickens said starting to become very angry. Chowders backside tingled when she thought of how close she was to a spanking at this present moment but she had to tell her what had happened. This kind of thing couldn't be allowed to continue at Butkins and the right discipline had to be asserted. "I was bound and gagged at the time Miss, you saw me!" Chowder said, "they over powered me miss, I am so sorry." Chowder began to cry, "I probably do deserve a spanking from you. I am so..so sorry." |
| Ms. Dickens' eyes flashed as she snapped at Chowder. "Probably? Do you or don't you deserve the paddle, young lady? Don't test my patience further--the truth, Chowder, and NOW!" "Y-y-yes, y-yes," Chowder sobbed harder. "The girls--all the girls...I let them....I couldn't help it, Ms. Dickens! There were so many, and they had me tied down...." "Stop stammering, Chowder! So you admit you deserve the BG paddle?" "Yes, yes, Miss...yes, y-yes I do." "Bring it to me, Chowder." Chowder eased herself off Ms. Dickens' bed, and took the thick paddle her butt knew so well down from its hook on the back of the room door. Trembling, she brought it back to this woman who'd set her butt cheeks blazing so many times before. Ms. Dickens patted her lap. "Over my knee, Chowder!" she ordered sternly. Flipping Chowder's skirt up and pulling down the girl's panties, the teacher raised the paddle high. "Oh my god, Chowder!" Ms Dickens gasped as she caught site of the girl's flame-red, blistering rear end. "What the...who did this to you? Who?... |
| Chowder sniffed and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. "Well I don't like to name names but it was Kelly, Alex, Ellen, and Tina." Ms. Dickens faced scrunched up into an angry frown. "Those little tramps! How dare they redden the bottom of my personal spank slave!" Chowder's face brightened. "Awww, Ms. Dickens, do you really feel that way about me?" "Shut up, Chowder. I'll spank you later when your butt is back to normal. But right now I know where four little plump untouched white bread tramp butts are walking the halls of Butkins Academy and giggling because they think they pulled one over on old Ms. Dickens. Well, they didn't! ... Chowder?" "Yes, ma'am?" "I think you and I have a little mission of revenge to accomplish. Are you interested?" "Yes, ma'am!" |
| Kelly, Alex, Ellen and Tina laughed all the way back to the dorm. Gathered in Kelly's room, the four conspirators slapped high fives all around. "Oh God, that was wild!" said Kelly. "Chowder will think twice before she whacks another girl in this dorm, that's for sure!" Alex, Ellen and Tina roared with laughter. "Did you see the way her butt got redder with every slap we gave her? Oh my god, that was the best part!" Alex said. Ellen rubbed her butt to ease the burn she still was feeling. "Well, we sure got even for what she did to me!" Without warning, the door crashed open. Tina screamed. There stood Ms. Dickens,with Chowder a step behind. "Well, well! You four come with me...NOW!" Her face scrunched in fury as she added, "you're not getting away with what you did to Chowder here!" "You little tramps!" Chowder screamed. "NOW you're gonna get it good for what you did to me tonight!" Ms. Dickens led the way to Chowder's room. Chowder followed behind the four girls to cut off any chance of their escaping the wrath to come. In Chowder's room, Ms. Dickens turned her full fury against Alex, Ellen, Kelly and Tina. "Ok, you four line up over there. The next thing I want to see is your bare white trash butts ready for the paddle." |
| "Bring it to me Chowder, you know which one I mean," Ms Dickens said looking at her fondest student. "Yes miss," Chowder responded as she went to her bureau drawer and took out the BG paddle. "Was anyone else of witness to this spanking Chowder? Remember I can read through you like a book and if you say even one thing out of line I don't care what colour your backside is I will have you across my knee!" "Yes miss, they...they took the list," with that Chowder went to her drawer where she always kept a copy of the list of the girls that had recently been spanked by her. It was a good thing she had kept two copies as she always needed to give one to Ms Dickens after the discipline had been merited. "Well, we might just see what we can do to solve this little problem now shouldn't we," Ms Dickens said as she took the list from Chowder. "Maybe I should pay each of the girls a personal visit before retiring to my room for the night, or maybe, just maybe, I should get the principal involved and we shall hold an assembly to ensure this kind of thing never, NEVER happen again. I'm sure that Mrs Rigoroso would have a lot to say about this issue. Maybe it would serve a good purpose to four brats like we have here tonight." By the look of the girls faces they knew that they were in way over their heads and were starting to feel a little frightened. "please...please miss...don't...please miss," Alex begged. Ms Dickens turned to her, put one hand on her hip and |
| How dare you tell me what not to do !!! Well, Alex, what shall I make you girls do? The girls bottoms were already tingling. Miss, we dont want one but to avoid principal we will take serious spanking. Ellen squealed Speak for your self! I dont want spanking. They all looked at Ellen knowing she already got one. The girls started to argue then snap of the paddle hit desk!!! Silence! You will speak only when I ask direct question. Now you four go find a seperate corner to stand in. You naughty girls! I got some girls to find. While Ms dickens was looking for girls Chowder was left to look after them. Chowder could not wait much longer. Alex! Come hear bring me BG paddle. Chowder, I can't leave corner. You heard Ms Dickens' orders. NOW!! Alex went obedently with tears in her eyes bend over bed. Alex bent over and Wack Wack Wack. Wack! The girls in corners were shaking. Wack wack! Chowder's fierce blows. She didn't hear Ms Dickens walk in. |
Ms Dickens put her hands on her hips and shook her head wearily from side to side and said, "Chowder..." but the loud whacks from the paddle continued so she shouted, "CHOWDER!" Chowder dropped the paddle and spun around. "Yes, ma'am?" "What are you doing, Chowder?" "Um... you were gone so long, ma'am, and... and..." "And you decided that you didn't need to do what I told you to because I had been gone over 10 minutes?" "Uh... uh... no! It's just... Oh, Ms Dickens, it's been SUCH a hard night for me! You know I wouldn't disobey you! I'm SO sorry!" And Chowder sniffed back a tear. Alex and Ellen and Kelly exchanged surprised glances with each other. This was not the Chowder they faced every day in the dorm. That Chowder was strong and aggressive. This Chowder was disgusting. Alex muttered, "She needs a spanking..." Ellen whispered, "Geez, Alex! She already can't sit down from the one WE gave her." Ms Dickens' eyes flared. "What are you girls whispering about?" "Nothing. Can we go now?" Ms Dickens eyes widened. "Can you GO now? Can you GO now? Muahahahahahaha! No. You cannot go now. Don't you understand what's going to happen to you? You've been very bad. Worse than bad. You crossed over into naughtiness and I will NOT tolerate naughtiness in my school!" Kelly had remained stoney-faced and silent but now she spoke up. "It's not YOUR school, Ms Dickens." Ms Dickens whirled like a striking cobra and her face flew to within an inch of Kelly's. "You! My star athlete! You really disappointed me tonight. How could you let yourself be misled by these.. these..." She pointed at Alex and Ellen. Alex volunteered "Brats?" |
| "And you know what happens to brats?...oh no I think paddling you here is not the answer; it hasn't worked before!" Ms. Dickens strode to Chowder's phone (only the Residents had these)... "Sorry to wake you, Principal Reguloso. But we have a situation in the dorms. I believe a full emergency assembly of the girls in the gym is warranted, tonight." Fifteen minutes later, the entire school in orderly rows of chairs hastily set up by sleepy-eyed custodians also dragged from their warm beds, the principal stood at centre stage in the gym. Flanking Ms. Reguloso were Ms. Dickens and Chowder to her left, and the other two dorm Residents to her right. "Girls, tonight a grievous wrong was done Ms. Chowder here. No doubt your dorm grapevine has been working overtime, so I shall spare you the details now," said Ms. Reguloso. "All the guilty parties will be called to account over the next few days, but I intend to make an example here and now of the four girls we have determined concocted this atrocity! Kelly, Alex, Ellen, Tina...join us now on stage." A collective gasp, a convulsive shudder rippled through the assembled students in their chairs as the four ringleaders made their way to the stage. "Ms. Dickens...residents...if you please." Teacher and residents each took one of the four culprits to bend over chairs set facing the audience. "Prepare them." Principal Reguloso handed Ms. Dickens, Chowder, and the other 2 each an old-fashioned razor strop--the kind that set many a tender young tush on fire in many a country woodshed. "Tonight things change at Butkins. What the paddle has failed to teach, the strap will impress upon you now." Four white butts stared out now at the assembled girls; four sets of butt cheeks quivered. "Twenty to their bottoms,...on my count...1<CRACK!> 2<CRACK!> At 5 Tina whimpered. By 10, Alex and Ellen had broken. By 15 strokes, an unearthly howling of 4 voices in utter anguish ripped through the white-faced girls seated below. Relentlessly the count went on. <CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!> "Stand up now girls. Hold up your skirts so the rest can learn their lesson." "You see before you what happens to naughty girls at Butkins. Break the rules here, your butts will pay the price. You are dismissed now; return to your beds--but remember this night, I warn you all!" As the girls exited the gym in the orderly lines to which they had been painstakingly trained, Ms. Dickens turned to Chowder. "You and I have unfinished business, my girl. Come with me...." |
| "Y.yes Ms Dickens," Chowder stammered as she followed her most respected teacher back to her dorm. Ms Dickens sat down on her bed looking at her sternly like a mother would her disobediant child. "Now, you do realise that you have broken the rules don't you?" she said plainly. "Yes miss," Chowder stated. "And what was it that you did?" she asked. "I was disobediant, I wanted to get even with those brats for what they did, I..." she looked at Ms Dickens, "I was wrong...I'm sorry Miss." "Yes you were wrong young lady," she stated, "and what do you think I should do to such a naughty little girl?" |
A-a-a s-s-spanking? sputters Chowder in nerves. Yes! Now hop to it. Get the strop, Chowder. Can we just use the BG? My bottom won't handle that strop. Chowder, I said now! Chowder moved fast and brought strop. Miss said bend over. Pull your panties down. Chowder pulled her panties down. Miss came down with force on Chowder's behind. But was that it? Or did Miss plan on something else for her? |
There was a click and the room went dark. Chowder gasped. "W-w-why did you turn out the lights?" Ms Dickens chuckled. She had a firm grip around Chowder's waist. "Because I have something MORE in mind for you tonight, Chowder. Our spankings have become a routine - whack, whack - cry, cry - wait for the welts to heal - then do it all over again. But tonight..." And Ms Dicken's voice fell to a whisper. Her hand rested on one cheek of Chowder's beautifully rounded rear. She could feel the heat radiating from it, warming her hand, invigorating her spirit. "Tonight, dear Chowder... we are going to do something ELSE!" |
| Chowder trembled at her favorite teacher's gentle touch. What to make of this? WHAT did Ms. Dickens have in mind? Would it be worse than the spankings? Better? Would it hurt? "Ms....Ms Dickens?" "Shh..my dearest, darlingest Caroline....Carrie, I've wanted this so long...." "You've never..." "Hush, sweetheart, yes I know...and my name is Leslia, my dear Carrie, heart of my heart. Say my name please my dear..." "Uh, uh.....Ms....er, Leslia..." Chowder stammered. Tenderly, the woman caressed the girl's shivering flesh. This was a touch, a Ms. Dickens, Chowder had never known. It should be scary....but it was not. It felt...it felt right somehow, Chowder thought. Soft whispers from the woman. "Don't move, my dearest. I'll be right back." In the dark room, Chowder stood waiting. Waiting expectantly, impatiently, for Ms Dickens, er, Leslia's return... |
| I am back my sweet Chowder. Ms. Dickens you were so long. Ms. dickens eyes grew angry i am Leslia Not Ms. Dickens you foul girl must pay for the mistake Chowder layed shaken in bed. Now my girl lay down on your stomache. This will remind you my name is Lesia. Ms. Dickens aplyed this cream on Chowders Ass it was a wierd sences.Chowder let out huge scream it was heating cream and her bottom had hurt enough . Lesia oh lesia it hurts it burns make it stop. Lesia made this evil grin and said you will remeber my name . Giving Chowder few blows on her already hamburger looking butt. then she cuddled chowder and said My dear girl you got alot to learn she wispers in her ear take me chowder take me then chowder... |
Chowder rolled over on her back. Her eyes were wet with tears. "I thought you were going to call me Caroline..." Ms Dickens frowned. "That must have been Leslia speaking." Chowder's lip quivered. "B-b-but isn't that YOUR name?" Ms Dickens sighed and leaned back. "It's a long story. I've had a few problems along the way. It hasn't been easy. After my husband and two kids were eaten by a polar bear I went a little crazy for awhile. The doctor said I had a dual personality. He said I created Leslia to calm my nerves, to give me a place in my head to escape to. I didn't believe a word of it until I found myself with my hand's around Doctor Franken's neck, trying to choke the life out of him, and I had no memory of how I had come to be there." Chowder's eyes were wide. "That's amazing!" Ms Dickens nodded. "Yes, it is isn't it, but long story short, apparently I am doomed to carry this Leslia woman around inside of me, never knowing when she might pop up and make an appearance." "Kind of like those internet ads." "What?" "You know, Ms Dickens, on the computer? The pop-up ads?" "It's nothing at all like that, child." |
| Ms. Dickens sighed. "You can block pop-up ads, get rid of them. But Leslia comes and goes as she pleases." Chowder's favourite teacher sighed again. "At first...oh at first it was so easy...Leslialet me block the horror of it all...John, Julia and Jason--all gone in a matter of moments--and the bears...oh god, the bears....I had blackouts, yes, I blanked it all! was my friend then, my saviour in fact...But time passed, she grew stronger as winter waned...Then there I was, or rather there she was--unbidden--with MY hands around my doctor's throat." Again, Ms. Dickens paused. "They locked me away, then, as a danger to myself and others. For a while, it seemed Leslia had gone. Then the shock treatments...three times a week, all that voltage straight into my brain. Somehow, instead of sending HER away...it fused her into my mind. For a while I could keep her at bay with the spankings, I even sought out that pain." By now the tears flowed freely from both girl and teacher. Ms. Dickens fought hers back long enough to choke out the words that chilled Chowder to the bone. "And now...and now...demon that she is, SHE owns me, body and soul..." |
| Chowder looked at her favourite teacher with fear in her eyes, "can't anything be done?" "I just don't know," she stated simply looking at her student as she lay helpless on the bed. "If there's anything I can do you would let me know wouldn't you?" Chowder asked looking at her favourite teacher. |
"Yes, Chowder" said Ms. Dickens as she stroked Chowder's hair. "Shall we go and see how the girls are doing, the girls that tortured you so? Chowder smiled. "Sure." "Go get the BG and straps in case we got some bottoms to impress." So Chowder ran to the wall hook with glee in hopes to find trouble. They both walked and Ms. Dickens turned to Chowder. "Any offence will do, my girl. Go in. I'll wait. If they give you any any lip..." |
Alex and Ellen were finally settled in their beds. "What a night!" whispered Ellen. "I know! And now it's almost morning. We've been spanked more in the past 24 hours than in the entire previous month." Ellen stretched like a cat. "Isn't it wonderful?" Alex giggled. "Yes, but I'm pooped. I want to sleep now. So... sleepy..." There was a click from the knob on their room door and then the door swung slowly open. The night light in the hallway outlined a shadowy figure. Ellen raised up on her elbows and squinted at the dark apparition. "Is that you, Chowder?" |
| Alex had already slipped off into dreamland, no doubt to relive the night barely past. The shadow said nothing, so Ellen sleepily crawled out of her warm bed to see who this was. Fifteen minutes later, Alex's bladder (preoccupied with the wonderful warmth arising from her rear and other nether parts, she'd forgotten to empty it prior to sleep) roused her. She reached for the flashlight she kept on her nightstand and rose to begin the trek to the communal washroom down the hall. As she passed her sister's bed, the flashlight revealed....no Ellen! "Oh my god!" screamed Alex. "ELLEN! ELLEN! ELLEN'S GONE!" |
Alex ran fast to relieve herself and also to see if maybe her sister might have had to go. Oh no, where could she be? Alex called, "Ellen! Where are you?" No answer to be heard. Alex sat in the hall, silently crying. Where could Ellen be? Then she heard screams coming from somewhere. Alex quickly rose to her feet and followed the sounds to Ms Dickens' room. Through the peep hole she saw the horror. Both Chowder and Ms Dickens were taking turns spanking Ellen with a strap. Alex made a noise accidently seeing how bad her sister looked. The door opened... |
"Aha!" said Ms Dickens as she yanked open the door. "And here's the other half of the Unwholesome Duo." She grabbed Alex's arm and pulled her into the room. "Lie down next to Ellen." Since Ellen was naked, Alex slipped her own nightgown off and tossed it into a chair. The bed bounced as she fell down beside Ellen. Ellen whispered, "Can you believe this?" and rolled her eyes. Alex was about to make a wisecrack when she suddenly jerked as her butt was slapped hard. "Shut up!" Chowder said and raised the leather strap up high over her head. She smiled and then brought the strap down hard, very hard. The slap of leather against flesh was shockingly loud and Alex gasped out "Oh shit!" But even as Alex was thinking that she had never received a blow as hard as that before on her backside, Chowder was already bringing the strap down for another one even harder... and another one... and another one... The slap of leather against flesh was like firecrackers going off in the room and it was joined by Alex's screams of pain. She was wailing hysterically, tossing her head from side to side. Tears ran down her face. Ms Dickens touched Chowder's arm. "Alright, dear, alright. That's enough. Give me the strap and I'll do the other one." Alex kept sobbing like a child. Ellen braced herself for the inevitable, but even so, the whistle of the strap through the air made her clench up even tighter and then WHACK! Ellen yelped like a wounded animal. But the strap didn't care. The strap wanted to punish Ellen. And the mighty strap did punish Ellen. The strap fell again and again until Ellen could hear her own screams sounding far away and blackness closed in on her. "Enough, Ms Dickens!" Chowder shouted. "Look. She's unconscious." Still sobbing, Alex pointed at the limp body of her sister. "You've killed Ellen!" The crazed look left Ms Dickens face as she regained her composure. "No. She's not dead. She just fainted, that's all. The little wimp couldn't take the heat. She's like you, Alex. She can dish it out but she can't take it." Alex glared back defiantly. "I'm no wimp!" Ms. Dickens grinned and slapped the leather strap against her palm. "Oh really? So... Now you're ready for some more spanks, eh?" The defiance vanished from Alex's face, replaced with fear and pleading. "No, please... No more... Please..." |
| By now the screams had awakened the entire school, at least the half nearest Ms. Dickens' room. A pounding at the door preceded the thunderous sound of wood smashing into the wall. There stood the principal, with the school nurse on her heels. Ms. Reguloso's steely eyes swept the room, taking in Alex sobbing in pain...Ms. Dickens with the strap held high, ready to bring it down upon Alex yet again...Chowder's tear streaked face not quite able to scream...Ellen's limp body on the bed. "What the...oh my God, WHAT has been going on here tonight!".... |
"Ms Reguloso!" Chowder exclaimed as she moved away from Ellen, "I...I didn't mean to I swear!" "Some discipline had to be handed out miss for these two girls would not let up their impish ways so I ensured that we made quite an impression," Ms Dickens said looking at her boss with a smile. "MARGARET!" Ms Reguloso looked absolutely furious. Chowder jumped as well at the sound of her voice. "Our belief here at Buttkins is to punish not to ABUSE! Judging by the fact that one of the girls here is UNCONSCIOUS you crossed that line. You are to come with me. I will speak to the rest of you bratts later but for now BED!" Then turning to the nurse she said, "Take good care of Ellen for me. Alex to bed, the nurse will let you know if you are needed." Then she clapped her hands knocking everyone out of their shocked state. "MOVE NOW!" Ms Dickens realised how much trouble she was going to be in, but what was going to happen to her? Would she lose her job? Would all of the parents be informed as to what happened? Would there be another assembly? She was unsure. All she knew was that she was following her boss back to her office and her feet were bringing her to her destiny. Ms Reguloso opened the door, "Inside Margaret, I believe we have some behaviour that we need to discuss." She closed the door. "There is a BIG difference HUGE between punishment, and abuse, you know this now, don't you?" "Yes, miss," said Ms Dickens like a timid ten year old. "Then you know that you crossed that line and that something needs to be done don't you?" she said sternly, looking over her half spectacles at her employee. "Yes, miss," said Ms Dickens again timidly. "And what do you think should happen here?" she asked. "You should fire me?" Ms Dickens said with tears in her eyes. "Oh no, I don't believe that would be right of me at all, let you go so that you can inflict such havock on another school?" she said sternly, "Oh I couldn't possibly do that. You are my responsibility and have been for the last five years, yes I am aware of your situation but I never thought it would come up like this. You need to be punished yes, but how...now that's the question." |
| Rest up Margret your dismissed for now. Tomorrow Morning A assembly will take place. Yes Miss. Shut door behind you. The door clicked shut. Hi Nurse this is prinsable how is Ellen. Not to good . She has a fever The punishment went way to far some open wounds. Well I got An Idea on Margrets punishment gonna use her as an example to how proper punishment is to be dished out. So the falcuty knows and Chowder will also. I think thats clever idea. The next Morning a loud Speeker can be heard All student staff is to meet in the Audotorium for an emergency assembly all classes and activities will be canceled till the asembly is done thank you for your cooperation. The prinsable walked in with punishment impliments and 2 chairs sat on stage. Chowder and MS. dickens stood in hall way what was to come |
A hush fell across the vast assembly hall as Principal Reguloso strode to the podium. She raised her right arm up in the traditional Butkins Academy salute. "Hi! Girls!" From the standing ranks of uniformed girls came the return salute of right arms raised and a loud "Hi! Reguloso!" Principal Reguloso snapped her arm down smartly and the girls did likewise. There was a pause while the girls took their seats, then she began to speak. "As you all know by now, there was an abuse of power by a staff member last night. Although we have a long and noble tradition of corporal punishment here at Butkins Academy, it has always been a wise and compassionate tradition with a respect for limits. Last night a line was crossed, a limit was violated, and that violation must now be punished. Bring in Ms Dickens." A door opened at the back of the auditorium. The girls turned in their seats to watch Ms Dickens walk down the aisle surrounded by 4 uniformed girls, 2 in front of her and 2 behind her. There was a murmur and then some hissing began but Ms Dickens pounded the podium and shouted, "Silence!" Then there was total silence except for the click of Ms Dickens' heels as she ascended to the stage. She was wearing her grey wool skirt with a white blouse and shiny black heels. Her hair was in a bun with a silver hairpin. She looked very prim and respectable, the very image of a good teacher. |
| Ms. Dickens took a single deep breath. The ravaged traces of a tearful, sleepless night stained her humbled face as she began to speak. "Ms. Reguloso" (a nod in the principal's direction)...."Girls of Butkins...." Her voice broke, she paused to regain her composure. "When I came to Butkins so many years past, I had so many dreams, so many hopes...to mold young lives to the model sustained and attained by the long list of Butkins Academy alumni who distinguished themselves in their later lives because of the training, the discipline, the top-notch education they received at this, the finest girls' school in the country....no,in the world." Her voice softened for a single moment, then regained its strength so that every girl in the gym heard her next words as well. "But somewhere...somewhere between my ambitions and my ideals, I lost my moral compass and in so doing betrayed this school, and worse, betrayed you all. I stand before you now in full recognition of that single fact, and fully ready to accept the consequences. HAIL BUTKINS!" Her arm snapped up in the Butkins salute and then snapped down again. "Do with me what you will, my Principal! I deserve nothing less!" |
"Students and Staff... We are here because of what Mrs.Dickens said. One more person will be joining Mrs.Dickens. Please bring in Chowder." Chowder was pushed in by four girls. "Chowder, you're just as guilty as Mrs.Dickens. I will demonstrate proper punishment and how we for now on will prevent abuse. Chowder, Mrs Dickens, take your places behind a chair. You will notice the two on stage." Chowder pouted and said, "But Ms Reguloso, please, I've been punihed enough." "Chowder! Get in place behind the chair NOW! Ok, the student helpers that ushered them in please prepare them for punishment." All eight girls went up stage, put Mrs Dickens in proper position with underwear removed and the same for Chowder. "Ok, students, Mrs dickens here will be the model for a propper paddleing. The count with the paddle is 30 for this offence. Chowder, I want you to go stand in the corner until I can get to you." "But my panties! I cant walk!" "Then wobble, but get to corner nowwwwwwww!!!! Ms Dickens stood shaking. "OK, at count of three her punishment will start." |
| A hush fell over the vast auditorium. A thousand eyes were focused on the stage where a single spotlight illuminated the pink bottom of Ms Clarice Dickens. Principal Reguluso raised her paddle high in the air. The spotlight glinted off the golden rim of the paddle. It was handcarved in India by Hindu woodworkers and it's teakwood surface was engraved with fanciful designs of elephants ravishing maidens. Principal Reguloso only used it on staff members. She intoned the count in her deep voice. "One... Two... Three..." And then she swung the beautiful teakwood and gold paddle like she was beating a rug, an especially dirty rug, and the smack of paddle against flesh ring like a gunshot in the auditorium. |
| <SMACK SMACK SMACK...> On went the relentless count. The assembled girls gasped--they had never seen the likes of this. "OMG" rippled thru the auditorium. Ms. Dickens' butt cheeks went from pink to red and then to purple. And now the only sounds to be heard were Ms. Dickens' pitiful whimper and the teakwood paddle smacking flesh. "You may stand up, Clarice." Principal Reguloso turned to the girls and said, "This is the penalty for staff who fail the Butkins code." She paused, and then continued. "We will demonstrate in a moment the correct method to be used with students, but I wish to say that from this day on, there will be no punishment dealt in private, no correction administered without due process. You girls will be selecting within the next 2 days, 2 of your own to be part of the Butkins Honour Court. I and 2 staff members I will choose monthly on a rotating basis will constitute the remaining members. The Court will convene each Wednesday afternoon to consider reports of misbehaviour, by student or by staff. Each Friday morning, the entire school will witness the punishments dealt out." Ms. Dickens continued to sniffle and wipe tears from her streaming eyes throughout her principal's speech. By now, Chowder's face had paled to a sickly chalky hue tinged with a not so lovely shade of green. Ms. Reguloso turned to the trembling girl. "Now...as for you, Ms. Chowder...." |
| Students Chowder is our next punishee She will help us deminstrate the proper use of a strap. Chowder first I want you to speek to your audiance and tell them why you have been chosen to be spanked with strap and tell every one how you are prepared for it. I I chowder abused enother student i spanked the student to were she passed out so now i am here to be punished I must have some one remove my panties im not allowed then i am bent over a chair and the strapping begins. Ms Reguloso Alex please prep chowder for her punishment Alex walked down smiled at chowder whispering im gonna pull panties down slow Chowder blushed with embarrassment ok alex fold her panties and lay them on the chair now alex put Chowder in punishment stance Chowder face was red with embarassment alex bent her over chair and spread her legs apart ok alex you may sit at count 3 she will be punished 1 2 3 wack and chowder |
There had been some snickering in the vast hall as Chowder's panties were pulled down but now it grew quiet as Principal Reguloso readied her strap. The house lights dimmed and once again that single spotlight illuminated a naked butt. This time it was a younger, firmer butt, but still a butt, and as everyone at Butkins Academy knew - butts are for spanking. Principal Reguloso twirled the strap over her head. she was proud of her technique and soon she had the strap whistling and humming as it made rapid circles in the air. Without warning it suddenly descended from its orbit and flicked against Chowder's butt. To see it you would have thought it was the slightest kiss of leather against flesh, but Chowder yelped and flinched and a red spot appeared where the strap had made contact. Principle Reguloso quickly got the strap back up to speed, it's whistling hum clearly audible to the back of the auditorium, and within seconds it once again made a quick touchdown, just a brief whipping flick that you would think was nothing much, but Chowder yelled and jerked and a new red spot appeared on her cheek. |
| Again...again..again...to the count of 10, <whistle><hmmmmmmm><flick> Each touchdown, though barely a whisper, left a fresh red mark in its wake. The assembled girls gasped, then fell silent. The flick of the strap, Chowder's escalating yelps--soon those were the only sounds echoing in the vast auditorium. After what seemed an eternity but by the clock over the stage was merely 10 minutes (one flick per minute), Ms. Reguloso laid the strap aside. To the girls of Butkins, it hadn't looked that bad, but Chowder's rear glowed like fire and blisters were already rising where the strap had met her flesh. "Stand up, Ms. Chowder." Chowder tremblingly obeyed. "Now we shall show the effect of this. Sit down on that chair, Chowder." As her butt met the unpadded wood, Chowder screamed in agony. She squirmed. First one cheek touched and raised off the chair; then the other. Fresh tears slid down her face and splashed on her crisp white uniform blouse. She looked pleadingly at Ms. Reguloso's stony face, silently begging to be allowed to stand. Two minutes passed by the clock, then three, before Ms. Reguloso spoke again. "You may now stand, Chowder. Return to your place with the other girls." Chowder eased off the chair, still shaking and sobbing, and joined the others below the stage. Alex turned to Ellen. She whispered to her sister, "Oh my god, she's GOOD!" Ellen whispered back, "Think she'd teach us that trick with the strap?" |
| Good day student thanks for coming to assembly we will be meeting like this weekly now be good studens or you will be on display like chowder and ms. dickens. I need following meet me in my office emediatly CHowder Ms Dickens Alex and ellen. Both Alex and Ellen looked at each other gave the ohhh crap look. The 2 girls stauled as long as they could.In fear of what on earth prinsable wants.They get to her door and just stand as its shut. Ms dickens and Chowder I got paper here in my hand and letter from alex and ellens mom there holding you too responasable for ellens medical bill I am gonna Pay it off but you to will do as i say and you lost all trust in me handing out disapline. I Have now desided only I will give it. I hope my making you sit as talk sicks in pain you caused for me. you 2 are dismissed and both are not to leave your dorm rooms chowder you lost all activities till i feel you payed this bill off Ms dickens you will be cleaning my office every day with snap finger if i want coffee i bet have it and how i like it good day you 2 . Alex and ellen walked in. Good morning prinsable regaloaso. Please sit. They took a chair and sat I got a paper from your parents demanding the nill in my hands get takin care of. So i am paying this off And choeder and mrs dickens will be paying for it too i am putting you 2 girls on the comittee you shown great maturity your dismissed. ty Ms regaluao girls left office laughing cause they saw the uniforms the 2 have wear when being her cleaners whats to happen next they laugh |
Ellen and Alex were enjoying a lazy Sunday morning stretched out on their beds, Alex with her ipod, Ellen with a novel called "Rich Handsome Psychotic Stranger", when a commotion in the hall drew their attention. Kelly stuck her head in the door. "Hey! You guys have a new neighbor. Meet Jennifer." Jennifer waved from the hall. "Hi!" Ellen jumped up. "Do you need any help moving in?" "No, we've got it. I don't have much stuff. But come on over anyway." Ellen followed Jennifer into her room, noticing what a great body Jennifer had. Not too big, not too small, and a butt that filled her jeans just right. Her green T-shirt clung to her and it was obvious that there was nothing under it because the shape of her small breasts was clearly revealed, including the perky nipples. She had green eyes, a sprinkling of freckles across her nose, dark hair. She smiled at Ellen and Ellen's heart skipped a beat. Jennifer was a dream girl. Ellen struggled to find something to say. "You have nice eyes," Jennifer said. "You do, too" Ellen said, surprised that she would say that. Jennifer's eyes sparkled like emeralds. She was so cute. Ellen felt awkward, a sudden urge to go back to her own room, but a stronger urge to stay, to look at Jennifer. She just wished she could think of something to say. |
| What would it be like to paddle that sweet little butt to crimson? Ellen thought. She still could do nothing but stand there inanely, struggling to find something to say. Finally, Ellen managed a few tentative words. "Ah, so you're new at Butkins?" "Umm...yes," said Jennifer. "My last school was so dorky! Imagine, I got kicked out for smoking weed! Do you believe that?" "Wow," was all Ellen could manage. "Yeah so the 'rents decided I needed, quote unquote, 'the discipline she'll get at Butkins.' HA! Discipline, my ass!" Oh my God, thought Ellen then. Is she trying to tell me something here? "You're so sweet," Jennifer said. "I am soooo jealous of those eyes!" Then Jennifer did the unthinkable. Ellen was totally stunned! Jennifer darted to her dresser, rummaged in the bottom drawer and pulled out...the sweetest paddle Ellen had ever seen! The "spanker" looked solid, perhaps fashioned of oak or teak. It sported cute little ballerinas in toe shoes, gripping a painted barre. Suddenly Ellen realized...the ballerina's pink little tushys poked through strategically cut holes in their tights, and a stern ballet mistress stood with a wicked looking cane raised over the first in line. All this was outlined by pinprick holes bored through the paddle's blade. Jennifer smiled brightly at Ellen. "Shall we?" the new girl said sweetly. |
| Ellen grabbed paddle and said jennifer u been very naughty bend over bed and pants panties off . Jennifer send but i dont wanna hear no but i want see butt powpowpwo enforcing blows could be heard in hall in ran prinasable ellen how dare |
Ellen smiled at Jennifer. "Did you ever take ballet?" Jennifer smiled back. "You mean because of the ballerinas on the paddle?" "Yes, I was wondering if this paddle is a souvenir of a dance shool where the ballet mistress..." "Yes," said Jennifer, "as a matter of fact there was just such a school. My mother ran it." "Your mother?" "Yep. She was the ballet mistress and she used a cane to reinforce her teaching. And it worked very well. When she growled 'On point!' those little girls were up on their toes in a flash." Ellen ran a finger across the paddle. "What about the tights with the holes in them? True?" "Oh, yes!" laughed Jennifer. "And in the winter when the dance studio grew chilly you almost looked forward to getting your butt caned just so you could warm it up a little." Both girls laughed. "But the school is closed now?" asked Ellen. "Yes," sighed Jennifer. "There were some difficulties with some parents and the law and you know how people can be..." "Don't I!" said Ellen with a shake of her head. Her silky hair bounced and caught the light. Jennifer touched it and murmured, "So beautiful..." |
CHARACTERS Alex and Ellen .... twin sisters, blond schoolgirls, into spanking each other Kelly ... tall lanky girl with short brown hair Ms Dickens ... Health Director at Butkins Academy for Girls Chowder ... older girl, floor monitor, aggressive, cold blue eyes, tan, muscles Ms Reguluso ... Principal of Butkins Academy Jennifer ... green eyes, freckles, dark hair |
"School will be out soon and we haven't made any plans for summer vacation," Alex said. "You're right!" Ellen said. "We'll make a list of things we could do. Three months of no school. Let's not waste it!" |
| "I know", Alex said, "We have a treehouse,. dont we? Why dont we start a secret spank club? I'm sure the other girls in the neighbourbhood would love to join. We spank eacth other to our heart's content on the top of that tree ." The next morning, the Spank sisters went around the neighbourhood and meeting up with youg people of their age door to door. Some were horrified, some laughed as if it were a joke,and others considerd seriously. |
Bobby Jo Brown was one of the ones who took it seriously. She was a tomboy and loved the idea. It was a secret dream of hers to spank someone her own age. Sometimes she spanked her little brother but he always complained to their mom about it. "Sure," Alex said. "You can join our secret spank club, Bobby Jo. Want to see the treehouse?" "Uh huh." Bobby Jo could climb up a tree even faster than Alex and Ellen. "We have a rope ladder," Ellen said. "You don't have to climb the tree." "Oh!" Bobby Jo gioggled. "I was in a hurry to get started. You can't believe how long I've been wanting to spank someone." When the three of them were sitting in the treehouse looking down on the neighborhood Alex said, "Wait for the leafblower to come around front." There was a handyman making racket with a leafblower. "Meanwhile, drop your shorts." "Huh?" Bobby Jo said. "I thought I was going to spank you." "You are," Alex said, "but first you have to get initiated into the club." "Um... alright then." Bobby Jo lowered her shorts. Underneath she had on a thin pair of of yellow, lowcut cotton panties. "Those panties are so thin you might as well take them off, too," Alex said. Bobby Jo had a funny feeling. "Do I have to?" "Nope. Are you ready?" "I guess so. Should I bend over?" "No, lay across my lap. Ellen and I will take turns spanking you with our hands. Don't worry. It want be so hard. We don't want to hurt our hands on your butt." "I'm not worried. Spank away. Ouch!" Alex laughed. "You said spank away, didn't you?" "I didn't know you would be so quick. Ouch!" Ellen laughed. "Me quick too!" Slap! Slap! Slap! Hands meeting flesh that quivered every time it got hit. "It's hard to get used to this," Bobby Jo said. "Ouch!" "You will," Alex said and gave Bobby Jo's round little butt another solid whack. Bobby Jo's panties had slipped down so low that Alex had a good view of both cheeks. It inspired Alex to slap harder until her hand was stinging. Bobby Jo was gritting her teeth. She wants to cry, Alex thought. |
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