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Talkative Schoolgirls Amber & Allison Are Paddled
The lives of two sisters changed dramatically when both their parents were suddenly killed in a plane crash. The eighteen-year old non-maternal twins sat in the lawyer’s office were wearing matching white short skirts, tank top shirts and tan pantyhose for the occasion. They’re uncle was also present for the reading of the will and the codicil that had been added a couple of years ago. The executor read the will to the three of them and the blond teen girls sat up and opened their mouths in shock. It was announced their uncle would be moving to town to become Amber and Allison’s legal guardian to raise them until they reached the majority age of eighteen.
Two months went by as their uncle had given them time to get used to him and his old school philosophy of raising kids. Then, he was called to the teenage girl’s middle school for a teacher conference. The girl’s uncle was told of the numerous distractions the girls who sat together caused in his twelfth grade history class. He heard about how his nieces sat at their desk with shirt tails out allowing the boys sitting behind them to be distracted from their school work by Allison and Amber’s Panty-clad bottom cleavage displays.
“Amber in particular would squat down to use her locker giving the boys a show of her panty thong. Both girls also need to learn to sit like ladies without creating a stir from my boys and dirty looks from the girls sitting with their legs partially open showing their panty crotches in class.” Mr. Deal stated.
“Really, I had no idea she owned that type of forbidden underwear much less wore thong panties to school.” Amber’s uncle replied.
The final straw was when neither Amber nor Allison bothered to read their homework assignment. There had been an escalation of misbehavior documented by a female teacher who caught them playing in the girl’s bathroom. The two twelfth grade students were caught standing in a trash can wasting time away from class. The two are also talkative sitting in the same row taking valuable classroom time away from me to quiet them down leaving less time for students to master objectives. The panty infractions and the distraction they cause were discussed with the principal and he agreed that issue as well as your niece’s behavior need to be addressed.
“Your nieces silly notice me dressing, talking out of turn and failure to do homework assignments is unacceptable regardless of their ability to perform at a high academic level in my history class. I thank you for coming to the school and I trust you will firmly address these interrelated issues you must deal with as their guardian. I have written both girls up for the girls toilet skipping class, failure to read homework assignments and talking to each other during class time.” Amber and Allison’s teacher told they’re uncle.
“Really, Mr. Deal I had no idea they were cutting up in class and not doing their reading assignments. The girls uncle said in a stunned voice.
“I realize they have been through a lot and are basically good girls. They are both school cheerleaders and project a good image of our school to the public. They were dismissed early today from class to get on a bus and cheer at an away basketball game. I am confident as a former school teacher your nieces will learn a valuable lesson from their misbehavior and upcoming punishment. While I did write them up and it is in my desk, if you put a stop to the girl’s misbehavior and nonsense I see no reason to put the written reprimands in their permanent school records.” Mr. Deal told an embarrassed red faced uncle.
“I can assure they’re going to some sore cherry red butts in the Tart home tonight. There will be no more talkative sisters cutting up in your class and every reading assignment will be checked for understanding before you teach it in class!” The uncle assured their history teacher.
“That is good to hear. It is my understanding from their other past teachers that old school discipline was no imparted in the home before your arrival.”
The uncle assured the history teacher, he had raised two now groan daughters as a widower’s and had not failed to impart a sting when needed to the seat of knowledge to the sisters. Mr. Tart shook his hand and left the classroom.
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Later that afternoon Amber and Allison were dropped off by another cheerleader’s mom.
Allison and Amber were still dressed in they’re cheerleader uniforms. The guardian stopped raking as he watched they’re short bright green skirts float up as they skipped through the front yard and bounced up the steps causing their skirts to flip up displaying they’re panty-clad butts. They’re uncle was pleased to see the cheer panties were providing full coverage of his charges growing bottoms.
“Girls, I had a conference with your teacher Mr. Deal this afternoon. Go get changed out of your uniforms. Put on your jeans and meet me on the front porch for a discussion of your school habits young ladies.” They’re uncle told them sounding perturbed.
“I think we are in trouble girl! He is so old school, the old fart.” Amber said, as she pulled off her skirt and green cheer panties.
“Yeah he is so old school. He paddled both his daughter’s even in high school. What if he wants to spank us too?” Allison said very worried as she took off her cheer skirt and matching green panties.
“It’s time to put on your big girl panties on and refuse to be spanked just like I am going to do!” Amber assured her sister, Allison
“I don’t know about that girl. He has permission from that codicil our mom and dad put in the will. Who would have thought they would go old school on our asses and let this old fart taking care of us paddle us like he did his daughters!” Allison quipped to her sister.
“Yeah and he has his Greek paddle hanging right there on the den wall. I am sure as hell not going to stand still while he paddles my butt with that keepsake!” Amber vowed.
Unfortunately for the two blond teen sisters their uncle had been finishing up some gardening under the girl’s room and heard everything said through the open bedroom window.
Other girls their age were watching a Twilight movie or gossiping on the phone with their friends about the boys in their class. However, these unfortunate eighteen-year-old cuties were about to experience something new and unpleasant applied to their skinny round bottoms.
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The girls uncle loved his nieces, but would not accept any sloth or lack of effort when it came to school. Plus, he was no not pleased with their panty exposure dressing in school. This was not the way he expected them to present themselves in public. Foolishness when it came to school and dressing decently would not be tolerated. They’re guardian enforced his wishes with a quarter inch thick varnished long wooden paddle.
Amber and Allison were about to learn their uncle’s adage burned in down its length,
‘Applying Learning To The Seat Of Knowledge.’
The girls had earned the upcoming burn they would soon be experiencing through they’re tight jeans and panty-clad bottoms.
Allison reluctantly bent over the wooden post connected to the porch rail for her spanking. The wooden paddle in her uncle’s hand was ready to swat her jean-clad butt.
This was the first time Amber had seen her uncle ‘whoop ass’, as she moved back a pace and looked at her uncle with surprise at the vigor he was putting into each swat.
SPLAT! The wooden paddle landed across her rear end.
“No, Ouch!” Whined Allison
The paddle left an impression in Allison’s plump jean clad ass as she tooted in the wind.
Amber had to suppress a laugh at the unexpected sound coming fo her sister’s behind.
Allison had a plumper, round fleshy bottom which depressed her jean clad butt seat then sprung back as the paddle left the surface of her butt cheeks. Hot licks sank through the denim as her swelling butt which logically was glowing bright red underneath. Amber’s uncle let her have four more across the pockets of her Levis blue jeans, two on each cheek. Then, he gave her the rest on her behind and the fleshy overhang of both cheeks which would make her quit on her attempts to sit.
Allison still required to remain bent over could not help , but sneak a peak back over her shoulder shocked as her uncle’s elbow went behind the ear with every swat.
The paddle left an impression in Amber’s plump jean clad ass after each spank.
Next, Amber was forcibly bent over the wooden post connected to the wooden rail for her spanking with the wooden paddle.
SPLAT! The wooden paddle No, Ah! Cried Amber
The small pert butt clad in jeans, felt like a burning cauldron of fire flooding through her swelling inflamed behind. A wave of heat blossomed & spread over the rounded out ass presented for the paddle. The indention’s left by the paddle could be seen in Amber’s baby-fat ass across her taunt jean seat.
They’re uncle let Amber have several across the pockets of her Levis blue jeans. Then, he gave her the rest on her ass and lower cheeks where they would be felt when the teen sat down.
CRACK!
Applying the twelfth and final swat firmly, this time Amber's reaction succeeded in convincing her uncle that this swat had been special.” Her uncle got really good wood on that last swat. Amber froze, squatted to her knees, and sounded a fart as she wailed miserably in tears over the state of her rear.
Yes, he was an old school, old fart. However, his methods for raising hard-working respectable teen girls continued to be effective.
******
Later, back in the white shingled house with green shutters the two non-maternal eighteen year old twins commiserated they’re current butt conditions. Although he had used the paddle over they’re jeans, Amber and Allison’s butts both were a fiery red and had oval purple bruises on each of their lower cheeks. They’re uncle got to see them later when both were in the bathroom later, with they’re jeans and panties down, checking they’re asses in the mirror and crying like they were eight year-olds instead of their current adult age of eighteen. The varnished wooden paddle had hurt and even made them bawl from the spankings which had brought their bottoms to a nice ripe red tomato color which felt like fire balls from Hades down had rained down onto Amber and Allison’s bottoms.
They’re uncle was pleased to hear the kind of sniveling where they kind of hiccup backwards through their nose from his girls. It proved the lesson had really been felt and would be long remembered.
Both Allison and Amber ate their supper standing at the counter preferring that to sitting down on throbbing sore bottoms which had been spanked with their uncle’s paddle. They were restricted and couldn't leave their bedroom. They’re uncle expected them to spend their time wisely reading the history assignment and quizzed them on their homework before letting them got to bed. The girls laid there and felt the blisters fester in co-misery as they had time to think about the spanking with the wooden paddle. While not liking the spanking they realized it had been given for their own good for the way had been conducting themselves as well as the way they chose to dress at school.
“My ass still is burning and itching. I can’t get comfortable to sleep. I think I will sleep on my tummy tonight.” Allison said to her best friend.
“Ha, ha, I know tell me about it. Amber answered her sister.
“Good night ladies there will be a refresher in the morning!” They’re uncle said.
This unexpected news brought a new river of fresh tears to Amber and Allison's eyes as they renewed they’re sobs. Both teen girls rocked back and forth in their beds from one sore butt cheek to the other throbbing cheek. Each clutching her burning behind fell into a miserable sleep, whimpering competing with the sounds of the crickets outside.
******
The teenage sisters were awoken at 6:00 AM by they’re uncle.
"Get up," he said as he entered the bedroom room, switching on the light of the purple painted bedroom sitting on the end of Amber’s bed. Allison opened her eyes, instantly whimpering knowing what was at hand when her uncle patted his knee.
Allison miserably lowered herself on it with broken sobs coming from her. Then, he motioned for Amber to join her sister next to her on his lap. She pouted as she laid herself next to Allison and prepared herself mentally to be spanked again. T-shirts went up and panties were pulled down off both girls baring their pink and purple hued bottoms for a brisk morning refresher.
Her uncle immediately began spanking Allison's bare sore bottom while starting to scold her.
"This is what happens to naughty little girls, Allison and Amber! And, that's how you and your sister have been acting in school! Like naughty little girls. Both of you have been bad girls who have disrespected your teacher, Mr. Deal. That is not fair to him or your classmates." They’re uncle lectured them.
Allison’s sobbing reached new heights of desperation as her uncle just continued to smack, whack and crack her already bruised purple hued bottom.
"All bad girls should be sorry, Amber!"
Smack! Whack! Crack! Spank!
"But before they're truly sorry they need a spanking refresher before they go off to school." Uncle Tart reminded both teen girls.
"All bad girls should be sorry, Allison!"
Smack! Crack! Spank! Whack!
Amber could barely hear her uncle’s words over her own pain and sobs as he imparted a refresher lesson to both the teen’s growing tenderized pert pink and purple butts.
Spank! Smack! Crack! Spank!
The long haired blonde’s both shook they’re manes in pain as they received a series of eight spanks per set. The spanking was split between the two eighteen year old crying teenagers. When it was over they’re uncle pulled up each of his niece’s panties over their fire engine red bottoms he had just made hurt and throb again. Amber and Allison cried their eyes out trying to calm down enough to get dressed for school. After gingerly adjusting their panties they both chose loose fitting print above the knee dresses instead of they’re usual tight blue jeans which would be aggravating their bottoms.
Each girl sat gingerly for a hearty breakfast cooked for them by their uncle.
“Uncle, Amber and I are going to tell Mr. Deal we are sorry and will behave better in all our classes.” Allison said.
As they got up to leave they both rubbed their bottoms through their dresses before turning and hugging their uncle thanking him for taking the time to make them better educated young ladies.
Their uncle told them how proud he was yesterday seeing them taking an active role cheerleading, but because they were in trouble he had failed to say anything. As a former basketball coach and teacher he knew the importance of cheers firing up the crowd and the players feeding off that enthusiasm. All was way well in the Tart home as the girls left for a productive school day.
The End
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