The Collector
Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2023 6:28 pm
Juanoneone's stories have been very hard to find lately, so I'll be archiving them here
The girl scout meeting for the week had broken up, but the three troop leaders waited behind to meet the potential new recruit. It wasn’t long before an unfamiliar woman knocked at the open door, a thirteen year old girl at her side. The woman was tall, with blue eyes and cropped blonde hair. She wore a cream jacket and neat blue skirt. The girl beside her was clearly related. Her eyes were also blue and her blonde hair hung long about her shoulders. She was dressed in a green tee-shirt and white shorts. She looked unhappy and her gaze was locked on her own white sneakers.
"You must be Mrs. Wakefield and Jane" smiled Mrs. Jones, head of the local girl scout troop. "It is so nice to meet you both. Please come in and sit down". The four women all took seats and introduced themselves. Jane sat too, but more slowly. She put her hands on her knees and looked at the strangers. Mrs. Jones told her "it is very nice to meet you, Jane. I hope that you decide to join us. We have lots of fun".
Mrs. Chen chimed in "lots of girls your age come to the girl scout meetings. My own daughters come here. There are lots of friends for you to make". Jane looked up at the smiling Asian woman for a second, but then looked right back at her own hands.
"Lots of girls are shy at first" Mrs. Thompson told her. "But everyone is so friendly here, they soon get over that". Jane said nothing.
"Jane *is* a little shy" noted Mrs. Wakefield, rubbing her daughter’s shoulder affectionately. Mrs. Jones smiled and nodded. She pressed her case: "well, then, this is *just* the friendly organization for *her*! We have lots of nice girls here, Jane, and lots of fun activities. We go camping, we make things, we cook, we play games. I’ll bet you like to play games!". Jane studied her fingers and shrugged.
"Do you have any hobbies, Jane?" asked Mrs. Chen. Jane flinched. Her fingers tightened around her knees. Her mother announced "Jane has a hobby. Jane collects *spankings*!". There was silence in the room for a moment. Mrs. Jones scratched her head. "I don’t understand." she admitted.
"That’s Jane’s hobby" Mrs. Wakefield assured them enthusiastically. "Every girl needs a hobby and Jane collects spankings - spankings on her *bare bottom*. It certainly keeps her busy. She collects all sorts of different spankings. As many different types as she can". The three girl scout leaders looked to one another without comprehension. Jane’s face burned red as she glared down at her own hands. Mrs. Wakefield continued "It all started because I was concerned that she didn’t seem to have a hobby, and every girl should have one. Then I realized that since we moved into the new house, she had had a bare bottom spanking in her bedroom, and a bare bottom spanking in my bedroom, and a bare bottom spanking in the bathroom. So it occurred to me that if I gave her a bare bottom spanking in the lounge, and a bare bottom spanking in the kitchen, and a bare bottom spanking in the garage, then she would have had a bare bottom spanking in every room in the house. So - three bare bottom spankings later, she had the full set. And thus, a hobby was born that has kept her pretty busy ever since!"
"That’s.unusual" noted Mrs. Jones.
"Yes, it is unusual" agreed Mrs. Wakefield "but every girl has to be herself".
"Does she have any *other* hobbies?" asked Mrs. Chen. "It sounds like she has collected all her spankings".
"Oh, she can *never* truly collect them all!" Mrs. Wakefield promised her. "You can always find more new spankings for her to have. For instance, while she’d had a spanking in every room in the house, it struck me suddenly one day that she had never had a spanking in the hall. So I sat in a chair in the hall, pulled her panties down, and spanked her bare bottom soundly - another spanking for the collection! And another time I realized that she had never had a spanking in the cellar, so I gave her a spanking in the cellar".
"But you must have run out of rooms eventually!" insisted Mrs. Thompson.
"Well, yes, but then I realized that while she had been spanked in the lounge, I had never spanked her in the lounge while sitting on the couch, so I did. Another day, I realized that I had never spanked her while watching television, so I did. Her collection grew and grew! Speaking of new spankings for the collection, you know what Jane? I don’t think that you have *ever* been spanked on your bare bottom in a girl scout hut!". Jane gasped and looked up at her mother in horror. Mrs. Wakefield asked the other women "do you mind if I spank Jane? It’s for her collection". She didn’t wait for an answer, but told Jane "shorts and panties down and over my knee!".
Jane unhappily stood, glaring at her sneakers, and walked around to her mother’s right side. She glanced quickly at the three strangers, her face burning with shame. Then she pulled her shorts and white panties down to her knees and lay herself over Mrs. Wakefield’s lap. There was already a distinct rosy hue to her young buttocks. "You can see that she’s already a little sore behind" laughed Mrs. Wakefield, giving her daughter’s naked bottom a hard jovial slap that made the child squeal. "I got a new kitchen stool today and Jane had never had a spanking from me while I was sitting on a kitchen stool, so she had herself a little paddling in the kitchen. That means that she is going to have had two more spankings for her collection in one day - not bad!". With that, Mrs. Wakefield began to spank her daughter Jane on her bare bottom. Jane’s hobby had apparently not deadened her senses to the effects of a spanking, for she screwed up her eyes in pain, jolting and whimpering as her mother’s hand landed loudly again and again across her unprotected behind. The three troop leaders sat in silent astonishment.
Mrs. Wakefield continued "I don’t want to sound like I am taking all the credit for helping Jane with her spanking collection. Her Aunt Tabitha was soon chipping in - she’s got such a big heart. You see, I knew that Jane had never *had* a good bare bottom spanking from her Aunt Tabitha, so the next time Tabitha was over, I asked her if she would add to Jane’s collection. Tabitha took down Jane’s panties at once, put her right across her knee, and gave her niece a spanking to remember! How she made Jane yell!". Jane sobbed brokenly as she was slapped hard behind, tears dripping from he blue eyes and down her cheeks. She crossed her ankles behind her to try to keep her legs still.
"What is more, Tabitha has a twenty year old daughter, Amy, and we thought, well, if Jane is going to collect a good bare bottom spanking from her aunt, why shouldn’t she collect a good bare bottom spanking from her cousin, too? Over Amy’s knee Jane went, skirt up and panties around her ankles. You may think that a twenty year old girl wouldn’t have the practice to know how to give a good spanking, but Amy made up for it in enthusiasm! Jane cried and cried. Well, Tabitha and Amy live close and visit all the time, so they were soon giving Jane spankings all over the house. You see, even if Jane had had a spanking from *me* in the bathroom, if she hadn’t yet had a spanking from Tabitha in the bathroom, that was a spanking to add to her collection. Or if Tabitha and I had both given Jane a spanking in the lounge, but Amy *hadn’t* given her a spanking in the lounge, then *that* was another spanking to add to her collection. It got to the point where Jane would run and hide when she saw Tabitha and Amy pull up outside, but we always found her and over the knee she went!". Jane cried openly from the pain as her mother spanked her. She yelped with every smack to her naked buttocks, the fire growing ever hotter behind her.
"Then Tabitha came up with the idea that we should get Jane a babysitter for the times when we aren’t around, so that she could still pursue her hobby. Finally we found one who was willing to promise that Jane would always get hot, bare bottom spankings, no matter how she behaves. She’s a twenty-two year old college student named Ingrid and my goodness, does she paddle Jane’s bottom? We asked that she distribute the punishments all over the house, and in no time at all, Jane had all sorts of new spankings to add to her collection". Jane wailed and squirmed, her legs bound at the knees by her shorts and panties.
Mrs. Jones interrupted, "well, Mrs. Wakefield, your daughter is pursuing her hobby with impressive determination, but perhaps we should concentrate now on whether she would like to join the girl scouts".
"But that is just it" insisted Mrs. Wakefield. "I am told that your organization helps girls to pursue their hobbies. Whether Jane wants to join depends on what you can do to help her pursue her hobby, and her hobby is collecting spankings on her bare bottom. *Good* spankings!". She spanked Jane’s bottom extra hard to make her point, and the girl howled and squirmed with yet greater vigor. "So how can you help her with her spanking collection?". Mrs. Jones sat back in her chair thoughtfully and considered the idea.
"Weeeell" she said "I suppose that *I* can spank Jane’s bare bottom. That’s a spanking for her collection".
"No!" wailed Jane.
"Yes!" agreed Mrs. Chen "I can spank Jane’s bare bottom too. That’s two spankings for her collection".
"No! No!" cried Jane.
"I don’t mind spanking Jane on her bare bottom if it will help" offered Mrs. Thompson. "If that is her hobby, then we ought to help her out". Jane bawled, her mouth wide open and her eyes screwed shut.
"But that is still only three spankings for Jane" pointed out Mrs. Jones. "That seems meager given how big her collection already is".
"You just have to use your creativity!" Mrs. Wakefield assured her. "As long as you are willing to help, there are new spankings to be had. Don’t you have an office off the main room here? An office for the troop leaders?"
"Yes! Of course!" affirmed Mrs. Jones, who could see where this was going. "We can give her spankings in the meeting room and spankings in the office - that’s *six* spankings for Jane". The other women nodded their agreement. "And we have our big van" Mrs. Chen pointed out. "We can easily give Jane spankings in the van. That is nine spankings for Jane"
"No more! No more! Ow! Ow! OW!" Jane suggested as she was smacked again and again.
Mrs. Jones cried "Oh! Has Jane ever been camping? We go camping!"
"Why no" Mrs. Wakefield replied.
"Well, then, she can have spankings in a tent, spankings by the campfire, spankings in the woods". Mrs Chen added "spankings in the shower block, spankings down by the creek, spankings on the hill. There are so many spankings to be had!".
Mrs. Thompson contributed "we have a rowboat. Jane can have spankings in the rowboat. And there is that little island in the creek - we can give her spankings on the island. And when we go to a different campground, we can do it all over again!". Jane roared at the floor, struggling fruitlessly to be free and kicking her legs behind her. Her mother relentlessly spanked her bare bottom.
Mrs. Jones offered "instead of putting her in the main van with the other girls, we can put her in the supply car with me. That way, I can just stop whenever I want and give her spankings by the roadside. They’ll always be somewhere new to spank Jane! I can spank her on top of any hill or down in any valley, I can spank her at any grove of trees or any outcropping of rock, and it will always be a brand new spanking for her collection. I always move faster than the van, and spanking Jane’s bare bottom will give me something to do with the extra time. And on the way back, why, I don’t even have to make sure that I arrive with the van, so there will never be any reason for me not to take down her panties and spank her".
"Oh thank you, thank you!" enthused Mrs. Wakefield as she spanked away at the hot flesh of her daughter’s behind. "With so many spankings on offer, Jane will *definitely* join the girl scouts!"
"NOO-HO-OOO!" wailed Jane in despair as the slaps rained down across her posterior.
"Oh!" interjected Mrs. Chen, who had an idea, "I’m *always* having girl scouts over to my house to help them with projects - cooking and pumpkin carving and crafts and all sorts of things. Jane could come over for spankings over my knee! I can give her spankings in the sitting room, and spankings in the bathroom, and spankings in the kitchen and.and spankings everywhere that she got spankings at home. Oh, and now that we have the work in the yard done, I’ll give her spankings on the patio and spankings by the pool. I’ll even put her face down on a plastic raft and give her spankings *in* the pool. *And* I have a nineteen year old daughter and I bet that if I ask her, she’ll give Jane spankings too."
"Oh, will you *really* have my daughter over at your house and give her *all* those spankings?" gasped Mrs. Wakefield in delight. Jane wailed and drummed the toes of her sneakers on the floor.
Mrs. Chen laughed. "She won’t get *all* those spankings on the first visit" she answered. "There are going to be a *lot* of spankings to get through and its going to take some time. But if you keep bringing her around, I promise that she will always go home clutching her red bottom and crying! You won’t accuse me of not spanking your daughter enough, I promise you".
"Oh, the girl scouts are such a *wonderful* organization!" cried Mrs. Wakefield, expressing her enthusiasm in rapid applause on Jane’s suffering rear end.
Mrs. Thompson sighed. "Ah, Mrs. Wakefield, if only your daughter attended St. Agatha’s School. Then I could really help".
"But Jane *is* going to go to St. Agatha’s" Mrs Wakefield informed her. "We are new to the area and she starts at St. Agatha’s at the end of the summer". Mrs. Thompson’s eyes lit up.
"She *does*? Why - I teach *sports* at St. Agatha’s! I can give Jane spankings at school!"
"*I don’t want spankings at school!*" bellowed Jane from over her mother’s knee, but received only hard slapping in reply.
"Spankings at *school*!" cried Mrs. Wakefield in joy. "Jane has never had a spanking at school before!"
"Then every spanking I can give her will add to her collection! I can spank Jane in the teacher’s lounge and spank her in the showers and spank her in the gym and spank her on the tennis courts, and in the office and on the field-"
"But Jane always has her spankings on her bare bottom" Mrs. Wakefield reminded her. "Surely you can’t take down her panties at school, especially not in all those places where other people might see". Mrs. Thompson laughed. "Oh, yes I *can* take down her panties at school! If the mother never makes a complaint, then I’m not in any trouble, and I know her mother isn’t going to make a complaint so I’ll bare her bottom for paddling wherever and whenever I please! People are just going to have to get used to the sight of Jane panties-down over my knee, bawling away as I spank her little red bottom"
"*Please!* *Please!* *Please!* *Noooo!*" begged Jane in fear and disbelief.
"Are you sure there won’t be trouble from the other teachers?"
"Not once I explain that Jane collects spankings! In fact, I’ll be very surprised if I’m the only teacher who ends up tanning Jane’s tail red on a regular basis. It’s a very friendly, helpful group of women. I’ll bet that in no time at all, the whole staff is spanking away hard at Jane’s bare bottom! They’ll be dreaming up all kinds of creative ways that new spankings can be added to her collection!". Mrs. Wakefield was overjoyed. "Do you hear that Jane? Isn’t the girl scouts just the most wonderful organization? You are going to get spankings on outings and spankings at Mrs. Chen’s house and spankings and spankings at school! I think that you are going to have the most extensive bare bottom spanking collection in history!". Jane responded with fresh howls of pain and terror, squirming helplessly over her mother’s knee as her bare red bottom was spanked. Nor was it her last spanking of the day.
The girl scout meeting for the week had broken up, but the three troop leaders waited behind to meet the potential new recruit. It wasn’t long before an unfamiliar woman knocked at the open door, a thirteen year old girl at her side. The woman was tall, with blue eyes and cropped blonde hair. She wore a cream jacket and neat blue skirt. The girl beside her was clearly related. Her eyes were also blue and her blonde hair hung long about her shoulders. She was dressed in a green tee-shirt and white shorts. She looked unhappy and her gaze was locked on her own white sneakers.
"You must be Mrs. Wakefield and Jane" smiled Mrs. Jones, head of the local girl scout troop. "It is so nice to meet you both. Please come in and sit down". The four women all took seats and introduced themselves. Jane sat too, but more slowly. She put her hands on her knees and looked at the strangers. Mrs. Jones told her "it is very nice to meet you, Jane. I hope that you decide to join us. We have lots of fun".
Mrs. Chen chimed in "lots of girls your age come to the girl scout meetings. My own daughters come here. There are lots of friends for you to make". Jane looked up at the smiling Asian woman for a second, but then looked right back at her own hands.
"Lots of girls are shy at first" Mrs. Thompson told her. "But everyone is so friendly here, they soon get over that". Jane said nothing.
"Jane *is* a little shy" noted Mrs. Wakefield, rubbing her daughter’s shoulder affectionately. Mrs. Jones smiled and nodded. She pressed her case: "well, then, this is *just* the friendly organization for *her*! We have lots of nice girls here, Jane, and lots of fun activities. We go camping, we make things, we cook, we play games. I’ll bet you like to play games!". Jane studied her fingers and shrugged.
"Do you have any hobbies, Jane?" asked Mrs. Chen. Jane flinched. Her fingers tightened around her knees. Her mother announced "Jane has a hobby. Jane collects *spankings*!". There was silence in the room for a moment. Mrs. Jones scratched her head. "I don’t understand." she admitted.
"That’s Jane’s hobby" Mrs. Wakefield assured them enthusiastically. "Every girl needs a hobby and Jane collects spankings - spankings on her *bare bottom*. It certainly keeps her busy. She collects all sorts of different spankings. As many different types as she can". The three girl scout leaders looked to one another without comprehension. Jane’s face burned red as she glared down at her own hands. Mrs. Wakefield continued "It all started because I was concerned that she didn’t seem to have a hobby, and every girl should have one. Then I realized that since we moved into the new house, she had had a bare bottom spanking in her bedroom, and a bare bottom spanking in my bedroom, and a bare bottom spanking in the bathroom. So it occurred to me that if I gave her a bare bottom spanking in the lounge, and a bare bottom spanking in the kitchen, and a bare bottom spanking in the garage, then she would have had a bare bottom spanking in every room in the house. So - three bare bottom spankings later, she had the full set. And thus, a hobby was born that has kept her pretty busy ever since!"
"That’s.unusual" noted Mrs. Jones.
"Yes, it is unusual" agreed Mrs. Wakefield "but every girl has to be herself".
"Does she have any *other* hobbies?" asked Mrs. Chen. "It sounds like she has collected all her spankings".
"Oh, she can *never* truly collect them all!" Mrs. Wakefield promised her. "You can always find more new spankings for her to have. For instance, while she’d had a spanking in every room in the house, it struck me suddenly one day that she had never had a spanking in the hall. So I sat in a chair in the hall, pulled her panties down, and spanked her bare bottom soundly - another spanking for the collection! And another time I realized that she had never had a spanking in the cellar, so I gave her a spanking in the cellar".
"But you must have run out of rooms eventually!" insisted Mrs. Thompson.
"Well, yes, but then I realized that while she had been spanked in the lounge, I had never spanked her in the lounge while sitting on the couch, so I did. Another day, I realized that I had never spanked her while watching television, so I did. Her collection grew and grew! Speaking of new spankings for the collection, you know what Jane? I don’t think that you have *ever* been spanked on your bare bottom in a girl scout hut!". Jane gasped and looked up at her mother in horror. Mrs. Wakefield asked the other women "do you mind if I spank Jane? It’s for her collection". She didn’t wait for an answer, but told Jane "shorts and panties down and over my knee!".
Jane unhappily stood, glaring at her sneakers, and walked around to her mother’s right side. She glanced quickly at the three strangers, her face burning with shame. Then she pulled her shorts and white panties down to her knees and lay herself over Mrs. Wakefield’s lap. There was already a distinct rosy hue to her young buttocks. "You can see that she’s already a little sore behind" laughed Mrs. Wakefield, giving her daughter’s naked bottom a hard jovial slap that made the child squeal. "I got a new kitchen stool today and Jane had never had a spanking from me while I was sitting on a kitchen stool, so she had herself a little paddling in the kitchen. That means that she is going to have had two more spankings for her collection in one day - not bad!". With that, Mrs. Wakefield began to spank her daughter Jane on her bare bottom. Jane’s hobby had apparently not deadened her senses to the effects of a spanking, for she screwed up her eyes in pain, jolting and whimpering as her mother’s hand landed loudly again and again across her unprotected behind. The three troop leaders sat in silent astonishment.
Mrs. Wakefield continued "I don’t want to sound like I am taking all the credit for helping Jane with her spanking collection. Her Aunt Tabitha was soon chipping in - she’s got such a big heart. You see, I knew that Jane had never *had* a good bare bottom spanking from her Aunt Tabitha, so the next time Tabitha was over, I asked her if she would add to Jane’s collection. Tabitha took down Jane’s panties at once, put her right across her knee, and gave her niece a spanking to remember! How she made Jane yell!". Jane sobbed brokenly as she was slapped hard behind, tears dripping from he blue eyes and down her cheeks. She crossed her ankles behind her to try to keep her legs still.
"What is more, Tabitha has a twenty year old daughter, Amy, and we thought, well, if Jane is going to collect a good bare bottom spanking from her aunt, why shouldn’t she collect a good bare bottom spanking from her cousin, too? Over Amy’s knee Jane went, skirt up and panties around her ankles. You may think that a twenty year old girl wouldn’t have the practice to know how to give a good spanking, but Amy made up for it in enthusiasm! Jane cried and cried. Well, Tabitha and Amy live close and visit all the time, so they were soon giving Jane spankings all over the house. You see, even if Jane had had a spanking from *me* in the bathroom, if she hadn’t yet had a spanking from Tabitha in the bathroom, that was a spanking to add to her collection. Or if Tabitha and I had both given Jane a spanking in the lounge, but Amy *hadn’t* given her a spanking in the lounge, then *that* was another spanking to add to her collection. It got to the point where Jane would run and hide when she saw Tabitha and Amy pull up outside, but we always found her and over the knee she went!". Jane cried openly from the pain as her mother spanked her. She yelped with every smack to her naked buttocks, the fire growing ever hotter behind her.
"Then Tabitha came up with the idea that we should get Jane a babysitter for the times when we aren’t around, so that she could still pursue her hobby. Finally we found one who was willing to promise that Jane would always get hot, bare bottom spankings, no matter how she behaves. She’s a twenty-two year old college student named Ingrid and my goodness, does she paddle Jane’s bottom? We asked that she distribute the punishments all over the house, and in no time at all, Jane had all sorts of new spankings to add to her collection". Jane wailed and squirmed, her legs bound at the knees by her shorts and panties.
Mrs. Jones interrupted, "well, Mrs. Wakefield, your daughter is pursuing her hobby with impressive determination, but perhaps we should concentrate now on whether she would like to join the girl scouts".
"But that is just it" insisted Mrs. Wakefield. "I am told that your organization helps girls to pursue their hobbies. Whether Jane wants to join depends on what you can do to help her pursue her hobby, and her hobby is collecting spankings on her bare bottom. *Good* spankings!". She spanked Jane’s bottom extra hard to make her point, and the girl howled and squirmed with yet greater vigor. "So how can you help her with her spanking collection?". Mrs. Jones sat back in her chair thoughtfully and considered the idea.
"Weeeell" she said "I suppose that *I* can spank Jane’s bare bottom. That’s a spanking for her collection".
"No!" wailed Jane.
"Yes!" agreed Mrs. Chen "I can spank Jane’s bare bottom too. That’s two spankings for her collection".
"No! No!" cried Jane.
"I don’t mind spanking Jane on her bare bottom if it will help" offered Mrs. Thompson. "If that is her hobby, then we ought to help her out". Jane bawled, her mouth wide open and her eyes screwed shut.
"But that is still only three spankings for Jane" pointed out Mrs. Jones. "That seems meager given how big her collection already is".
"You just have to use your creativity!" Mrs. Wakefield assured her. "As long as you are willing to help, there are new spankings to be had. Don’t you have an office off the main room here? An office for the troop leaders?"
"Yes! Of course!" affirmed Mrs. Jones, who could see where this was going. "We can give her spankings in the meeting room and spankings in the office - that’s *six* spankings for Jane". The other women nodded their agreement. "And we have our big van" Mrs. Chen pointed out. "We can easily give Jane spankings in the van. That is nine spankings for Jane"
"No more! No more! Ow! Ow! OW!" Jane suggested as she was smacked again and again.
Mrs. Jones cried "Oh! Has Jane ever been camping? We go camping!"
"Why no" Mrs. Wakefield replied.
"Well, then, she can have spankings in a tent, spankings by the campfire, spankings in the woods". Mrs Chen added "spankings in the shower block, spankings down by the creek, spankings on the hill. There are so many spankings to be had!".
Mrs. Thompson contributed "we have a rowboat. Jane can have spankings in the rowboat. And there is that little island in the creek - we can give her spankings on the island. And when we go to a different campground, we can do it all over again!". Jane roared at the floor, struggling fruitlessly to be free and kicking her legs behind her. Her mother relentlessly spanked her bare bottom.
Mrs. Jones offered "instead of putting her in the main van with the other girls, we can put her in the supply car with me. That way, I can just stop whenever I want and give her spankings by the roadside. They’ll always be somewhere new to spank Jane! I can spank her on top of any hill or down in any valley, I can spank her at any grove of trees or any outcropping of rock, and it will always be a brand new spanking for her collection. I always move faster than the van, and spanking Jane’s bare bottom will give me something to do with the extra time. And on the way back, why, I don’t even have to make sure that I arrive with the van, so there will never be any reason for me not to take down her panties and spank her".
"Oh thank you, thank you!" enthused Mrs. Wakefield as she spanked away at the hot flesh of her daughter’s behind. "With so many spankings on offer, Jane will *definitely* join the girl scouts!"
"NOO-HO-OOO!" wailed Jane in despair as the slaps rained down across her posterior.
"Oh!" interjected Mrs. Chen, who had an idea, "I’m *always* having girl scouts over to my house to help them with projects - cooking and pumpkin carving and crafts and all sorts of things. Jane could come over for spankings over my knee! I can give her spankings in the sitting room, and spankings in the bathroom, and spankings in the kitchen and.and spankings everywhere that she got spankings at home. Oh, and now that we have the work in the yard done, I’ll give her spankings on the patio and spankings by the pool. I’ll even put her face down on a plastic raft and give her spankings *in* the pool. *And* I have a nineteen year old daughter and I bet that if I ask her, she’ll give Jane spankings too."
"Oh, will you *really* have my daughter over at your house and give her *all* those spankings?" gasped Mrs. Wakefield in delight. Jane wailed and drummed the toes of her sneakers on the floor.
Mrs. Chen laughed. "She won’t get *all* those spankings on the first visit" she answered. "There are going to be a *lot* of spankings to get through and its going to take some time. But if you keep bringing her around, I promise that she will always go home clutching her red bottom and crying! You won’t accuse me of not spanking your daughter enough, I promise you".
"Oh, the girl scouts are such a *wonderful* organization!" cried Mrs. Wakefield, expressing her enthusiasm in rapid applause on Jane’s suffering rear end.
Mrs. Thompson sighed. "Ah, Mrs. Wakefield, if only your daughter attended St. Agatha’s School. Then I could really help".
"But Jane *is* going to go to St. Agatha’s" Mrs Wakefield informed her. "We are new to the area and she starts at St. Agatha’s at the end of the summer". Mrs. Thompson’s eyes lit up.
"She *does*? Why - I teach *sports* at St. Agatha’s! I can give Jane spankings at school!"
"*I don’t want spankings at school!*" bellowed Jane from over her mother’s knee, but received only hard slapping in reply.
"Spankings at *school*!" cried Mrs. Wakefield in joy. "Jane has never had a spanking at school before!"
"Then every spanking I can give her will add to her collection! I can spank Jane in the teacher’s lounge and spank her in the showers and spank her in the gym and spank her on the tennis courts, and in the office and on the field-"
"But Jane always has her spankings on her bare bottom" Mrs. Wakefield reminded her. "Surely you can’t take down her panties at school, especially not in all those places where other people might see". Mrs. Thompson laughed. "Oh, yes I *can* take down her panties at school! If the mother never makes a complaint, then I’m not in any trouble, and I know her mother isn’t going to make a complaint so I’ll bare her bottom for paddling wherever and whenever I please! People are just going to have to get used to the sight of Jane panties-down over my knee, bawling away as I spank her little red bottom"
"*Please!* *Please!* *Please!* *Noooo!*" begged Jane in fear and disbelief.
"Are you sure there won’t be trouble from the other teachers?"
"Not once I explain that Jane collects spankings! In fact, I’ll be very surprised if I’m the only teacher who ends up tanning Jane’s tail red on a regular basis. It’s a very friendly, helpful group of women. I’ll bet that in no time at all, the whole staff is spanking away hard at Jane’s bare bottom! They’ll be dreaming up all kinds of creative ways that new spankings can be added to her collection!". Mrs. Wakefield was overjoyed. "Do you hear that Jane? Isn’t the girl scouts just the most wonderful organization? You are going to get spankings on outings and spankings at Mrs. Chen’s house and spankings and spankings at school! I think that you are going to have the most extensive bare bottom spanking collection in history!". Jane responded with fresh howls of pain and terror, squirming helplessly over her mother’s knee as her bare red bottom was spanked. Nor was it her last spanking of the day.