Buffy's Spanking Club - First Game 17-20

"Very cute" cooed Cordelia. "Now get over my lap, little girl!"

"Yes MA'AM!" said Fred in a military tone, and hauled herself obediently over Cordelia's thighs. The victor wasted no time, but began spanking the material of the thin panties, not too hard at first. The sound of spanking was certain to turn the head of anyone going past, on either side of the street. Fred cringed and wriggled with the impacts on her taut young cheeks, but tried not to yell out loud and thus draw more public attention to her plight.

"Repeat after me" commanded Cordelia - "You're the champion, Cordelia, I'm a loser". Fred felt a little streak of stubbornness, and said "Never"! Cordelia began to spank twice as hard, and aimed plenty of slaps at the lowest part of her victim's bottom, where the panties covered little. Fred became more vocal in response to this stronger attack. "Aaah! Owoo! Too hard! Yeow!".

"Who's the champion?"

"Owww! You are! Ouch! Please! I'm the loser!"

Inevitably, Fred's cries drew some attention. A little girl about ten years old appeared at the gateway and stared goggle-eyed at the scene. She beckoned, and the head of a boy about the same age peered around the gatepost. Cordelia paused and commanded "Eyes right, Fred!" Fred turned her head and saw her young audience. The boy put his hand over his mouth and chuckled.

Fred's face turned beet red! Cordelia shouted to the children "This girl was caught peeking into other people's yards. Do you two want a spanking as well?". They couldn't run away fast enough!

Then the hard punishment resumed. Cordelia gripped her victim's panties, giving her a wedgie and baring a little more bottom for spanking. Fred yelled continuously, kicked her legs wildly, and repeated her declaration that Cordelia was the champion of champions.



Satisfied, Cordelia called a halt to the her workmate's torment. "The lotion is indoors" said Willow.

Cordelia chuckled. "Bring it out, I want to apply it to Fred's bare bottom right here!"

"No!" protested Fred. She rose quickly, put her pants back on and ran indoors, again not daring to look toward the gate.

"Well" said Cordelia back in the lounge room, "our result so far is: I'm the winner and Fred is second - a complete Angel Investigations victory. But my dear Sunnydale schoolfriends here still have to play off for third place. The question is - what penalty does the ultimate loser get for coming last?"

Buffy and Willow had both recovered from their earlier spankings. They felt daring as they grinned at each other. Then they began a dialogue of one-upmanship:

"It's time to get the hairbrush out!"

"To be taken on the bare behind!"

"Naked, in fact!"

"In any position the winner wants!"

The one thing neither wanted to say was "in public". So they moved towards the table and dice, to see which one would have to surrender naked and which one would be wielding the hairbrush.

Willow had been spanked by Buffy before they formed the club, but not vice versa. On the other hand, Buffy had already been near-naked for her spanking by Cordelia, whereas Willow was shy about showing her frontal nudity. Taking her panties down to be spanked by Fred had been mega-embarrassing. So Willow had more to lose, and really wanted to pay Buffy back for that first spanking. She blew on the dice, rattled them around in her fist, and threw them.

Her bad luck continued to punish her - she threw snake-eyes! Double-one! The others squealed with laughter. "Do I even need to throw?" asked Buffy.

"Yes, in case you throw the same thing" demanded Willow. But no such luck - Buffy threw casually, for a total of six. Willow sighed. "I'll go get the hairbrush" she moaned, and went to fetch it from her bedroom.

Buffy was delighted. It had been such fun that first day the two of them discovered their common fascination with spanking. She had been able to order her friend over her knee and smack her bare bottom. She discovered she had a taste for that sort of dominance. Now Willow had to submit to her totally naked - and Buffy would be better armed!

Willow returned, and laying the wooden-backed hairbrush on both her palms, she offered it ceremoniously to Buffy. "Put it down while I strip you" said Buffy pleasantly. "Turn around and face the room". She turned Willow by the shoulders towards Fred and Cordelia, who were sitting as audience on the couch.

Willow raised her arms obediently as Buffy took her top off, and when her blue slacks were pulled down, she stepped out of them. Then Buffy unclipped Willow's bra and pulled it away, and her hands went up to cover her breasts.



"None of that!" admonished Buffy. "Arms down and away from your sides". Willow spread her arms out and downwards. She bit her lip, feeling her topless exposure keenly. The observers couldn't resist rubbing it in. "Nice boobies" said Cordy, and Fred whistled. Buffy reached for Willow's panties.

Savouring the embarrassment she was dishing out, Buffy drew Willow's underwear slowly down. There was a 'woo-hoo' from the small audience as the victim's reddish-brown pubes came into view for the second time that day. Buffy slid Willow's panties all the way to the floor and tossed them aside.



"Now to punish our naked victim, as a loser deserves" said Buffy. She drew the spanking chair away from the wall and turned it sideways, then picked up the hairbrush.

Buffy's Spanking Club - First Game 13-16

Cordelia gripped her upper arm and ordered "Get over"! With Buffy's superb physical fitness, she had no trouble arching herself right over Cordelia's thighs so she could plant her hands straight onto the floor on the other side. Gravity made her bared breasts dangle, and the slightest movement made them bob and sway. Buffy felt mortified, but excited by her daring in getting into this situation. Meanwhile, Cordelia was seeing exactly what she had wanted to see: the bottom of her longtime social rival, waiting bare at her disposal.

It was begging to be smacked, and smack it Cordelia did. The earlier wobbling of Buffy's breasts had been a prelude to the rippling of her bare bottom, as slap after slap began to turn it a glowing pink. The sound of spanking was accompanied by a heavy breathing and occasional groaning on Buffy's part as she absorbed the seperate stings and the steadily increasing sensation of burning. She had great powers of healing but was not at all impervious to pain!
After a while, Cordelia asked "Tell me, loser, do you want it harder or softer?"

Buffy did NOT want Cordelia to spank harder! She seemed to be doing it quite hard already. But Buffy knew the answer she was required to give if she was to keep up her submissiveness, which she was using as a mental shield. "Spank me harder, please, Cordelia!"

Cordelia did not hold back. The red bottom in front of her was clearly very well cushioned, and she began to spank as hard as she could. Her arm was raised to above head level before each smack came swooping down with a loud 'whap' that echoed in the room. To make it even worse, she gave three or four full-strength slaps in the one spot before moving on.



Buffy's yelps became much louder, feeling this dreadful attack on her nude womanly bottom. The jeans went flying as she kicked, but her legs remained trapped by her panties. Her bare breasts swayed all the more in response to her desperate squirming. Cordelia was extracting the full measure of pain and humiliation possible within the bounds of the agreed penalty.

Fred started to look uncomfortable at the intensity of the spanking she was watching. "Don't worry" said Willow, "these two Homecoming Queens have unresolved issues from way back."

As Buffy yelled, over and over, and tears filled her eyes, a phrase from the rules came to her mind: 'All members shall acknowledge that penalties are expected to be painful and embarrassing'. This was only what she had let herself in for. She had gambled and lost, fair and square.

Finally Cordelia stopped spanking, feeling her arm starting to ache, and her palm hurting considerably. "You may consider yourself punished, miss super-girl" she said archly.

"Here's the lotion" said Willow, lunging forward to minister to her friend. Cordelia chuckled. "You'll need plenty of it! Did you buy the large economy size?" Buffy could do nothing but groan.



Cordelia stood and raised her clasped hands in a victory salute. Fred and Willow laughed and applauded, then each gave Buffy a comforting hug.

"So now I go on to the final, against Fred" said Cordelia. "But we keep our panties on this time, right?"

"Yes" said Willow, "the two winners have earned that privilege. But after your tricks we'd better say 'undergarments' must remain on, not 'panties'."

"Spoilsport" pouted Cordelia. "OK, I'm ready. Where are the dice?". Fred stepped up nervously...

The contestants in this final were the smallest and tallest members, workmates at Angel's detective agency. Cordelia threw the dice, rolling a six and a four. "Beat that!" she said excitedly. Petite young Fred picked up the dice with an air of resignation, and rolled. Her total was only six.

After Cordelia's deviousness in the last round, in making Buffy take her spanking bare-breasted, the others had been careful to prevent the same loophole for this winners' final. But Cordelia had another trick up her sleeve. Grinning, she said "The penalty has to be a hand-spanking, undies on, over the knee, this time? But again, I get to decide any other details. Such as... WHERE the punishment will be carried out!" She began to carry the chair towards Willow's front door, which led to a patio in view of the street.

Fred suddenly realised what was going to happen. "Out there where someone could walk by? Is that allowed? Willow, do you really want anyone to see a spanking going on at your house?"

Willow had never cared much what her neighbours thought, and her parents were away for a month. Also, it wasn't her bottom that would be spanked in public. She replied "I guess from now on we have to add whether a penalty is private or public when we agree on it. But for now, rules are rules. Cordelia won, and you have to obey her."

As Fred followed the others sheepishly out to the patio, she felt afraid. But then the daring of what she was about to do excited her. Pulling her short pants down where there was a chance that a stranger would see? And being spanked that way? Besides, she wouldn't be doing it of her own accord, but under orders. She would be able to say to herself 'I had no choice, I had to be obedient'.

The ideas of obedience and submission brought back all her fantasies of being a convict or a 'Private Benjamin' type of soldier, under orders and being punished for any infraction. As a prisoner in Pylea she had used a fake collar to avoid actually being a slave. But she decided she would use her earlier fantasies to roleplay the situation.

Cordelia had set up the chair in the front yard, in front of the patio, in line with the front gate. To anyone passing by, there would be a short stretch of ground near the gate where, if they turned their head, they would see what was going on. Fred marched to a spot at Cordelia's right, halted and barked "Reporting for punishment, MA'AM!", earning a laugh from the others. Fred's bright clothes were not at all military, but seemed just right for an al-fresco spanking in the sunlight.

Cordelia suddenly grabbed Fred's short red pants and pulled them to her knees. The unfortunate game-loser was showing her somewhat juvenile pink-fringed underwear to any passers-by. She dared not flick her eyes toward the gate, for fear of what she might see.

"Very cute" cooed Cordelia. "Now get over my lap, little girl!"

Buffy's Spanking Club - First Game 9-12

Cordelia looked at Buffy as she reached for the dice, and thought how great it would be to spank this uppity super-heroine, whose exploits had embarrassed her time after time. The devious brunette had plans to use the rules to give herself maximum pleasure if she won. Excitedly, she rolled the cubes. Two fours! Not bad!

Buffy was desperate to do better than Cordelia's eight. She had always resented Cordy's superior alpha-girl demeanour, and (until recently) her snobbishness about her wealth. It would be so much fun to make her obey humiliating orders, and to smack her bare bottom hard.



But disaster struck - Buffy rolled a total of five!

Cordelia rubbed her hands in glee. "Oh goody goody!" She ran to the spanker's chair and plopped herself down on it. "Now let's see, how shall I have you?" She pretended to think hard, though she knew exactly what she was going to do.

"The penalty was stated as a hand-spanking, bare bottom, over the knee, right?" she continued. "But any other details are up to me. Such as... what 'Buffy the Loser' will be wearing on her top half!"

It took Buffy only a second to work out that the answer to this question was going to be 'Nothing'. Her jaw dropped and she gasped. "Surely that's not what a panties-down penalty is supposed to mean?"

Cordelia replied "Your panties WILL be down, don't worry about that!" Then she appealed to the others, "I'm within the rules, aren't I?"

Willow felt compelled to stick to the rules, and pronounced like a judge: "The case is consistent with spanker's privilege pursuant to rule 3, and with infliction of humiliation pursuant to rule 1." Fred nodded in agreement.

Buffy had been disappointed but accepting, when she lost the roll. But now she could see that her desire to humiliate Cordelia had backfired really badly. She had to do as she was told, and do it submissively or risk being spanked for twice as long, under rule 4. As she raised her top and took it off, she felt dejected. But then she remembered saying to Willow "I think I'd enjoy being put in that position myself - to be submissive, however embarrassing the commands."

Pushing aside her desire to dominate Cordelia, she made herself think of all her fantasies of being submissive. "Well, if I have to be the obedient one, I'm going to do it to the max."

Just then Cordelia, with great relish, commanded her to remove her bra. "Show everyone what a loser's tits look like!" she ordered. "Yes Mistress" said Buffy humbly, and began to obey. Cordelia was delighted at this response and watched eagerly as Buffy undid the bra and tossed it away.



Warming to her submissive role, Buffy made no attempt to hide her pale boobs with their dainty nipples, but stood with her hands by her sides. Willow and Fred were rapt, seeing the personality change that bare-breasted Buffy was undergoing. Always having to be the strong dominant one in a crisis, she was fulfilling a desire to be the opposite just for once.

Cordelia was going to exploit the situation in every detail. "Drag your jeans straight down to your ankles and come back to attention as fast as you can" she commanded. Buffy undid her jeans as fast as her fingers would go, pulled them to her ankles in one brisk movement, then stood bolt upright. This action created the intended display - her breasts swayed as she bent, and continued to bounce for a second after she stood up.

"Bouncy bouncy!" chortled Cordelia. "That's a good Slayer. If only the vamps could see you now!"



Buffy stood wearing nothing above her ankles but yellow-trimmed panties. She had chosen them to match her yellow top, expecting that if she lost a game she would be still wearing the top when her jeans came down. Foiled! Some of her humiliation at losing returned, and part of it was filed in the back of her mind as a great desire to get Cordelia back some time. But the rest was soon squashed by her thrill of submission. She felt flushed and had butterflies in her stomach.

"Come closer!" ordered Cordelia, and Buffy shuffled nearer the spanking chair, her ankles trapped by her jeans. Realising that Buffy had surrendered completely, Cordelia said "Admit you're the loser, Buffy. Ask me to take your pants down and spank you. And with details".

Buffy took a deep breath. "Cordelia, you're the winner and I'm the loser. Please pull my panties down, bend me over your knee, and smack my bare bottom very hard." It would be difficult to tell which of the two women felt more excited by the utterance of those words. Although they were basically straight, there was a distinct moistening going on. Even the two onlookers felt a hardening of nipples (and elsewhere) - after all, this sort of thing was why they had formed the club. Buffy's excitement, of course, was clearly visible. One would have thought the temperature was anomalously low in the region of her bosom.

Cordelia proceeded to fulfil Buffy's request. She grabbed the exposed panties and pulled them sharply down to Buffy's knees, leaving her virtually naked. For a half-second, a reflex of feminine defense made Buffy bend forward slightly and her hands left her sides as if to cover her Brazilian-lined pubic hair. But she recovered and went back to attention, feeling the cool of the air-conditioning on her nudity.

Buffy's Spanking Club - First Game 5-8

"Over my lap please, Willow". Fred's politeness was maddening. Willow stretched herself over the slender thighs so that her waist was over Fred's right leg and her bottom stuck out beyond. Half her weight was still on her own legs.

 "No, further over, please!" And Willow ended up hands and feet on the floor, legs straight and, of course, bare bottom up.

Watching keenly, Buffy noted that Willow's bottom had just the right amount of feminine curve (as she remembered from last month's spanking). Buffy herself, she reflected with a grin, had a little more of such natural cushioning, though Fred probably had little. But more to the point, Willow's posterior was smooth and inviting to anyone lucky enough to have her in spanking position.

And Fred took full advantage of her luck. She smilingly raised her hand, then began solid but not vicious slaps on the redhead's bare skin.



Willow knew it would hurt but was taken by surprise nevertheless. Fred's hand was small but hard. Willow gritted her teeth during as many smacks as possible, but then began a series of gasps. "Harder!" called Cordelia from the sidelines. "She lost, make her pay!"

Fred ignored this and continued her pace of about two smacks per second. Willow's protests became louder and as regular as a metronome: "Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow....". She began to writhe around slowly, but Fred gave her one very hard smack on the upper thigh and said "You're squirming like a snake-demon, stop it!" The spankee couldn't hold back a little screech, and stopped wriggling.

When Fred had made the whole of the bare cheeks before her an even red, she decided on a change of pace. She slowed to one slap per second, but harder. Willow gasped "Oh my Goddess!" as her young tormentor's hand began giving a fiery sting to each cheek in turn. But when hard smacks began landing in the centre and down to her sweet spot, she gave up all dignity and began begging. "Please, not so hard!".

"Don't be a such a big softie!" admonished Fred, but Willow was hurting too much to register the humiliation of this rebuke. This little girl was spanking her bare and HARD! Of course, quitting the game was out of the question - it would be the ultimate shame. Willow had gambled and lost, and was now yelling through her agreed penalty.

Though inexperienced at giving spankings, Fred could hear the cries becoming softer as Willow grew tired. She stopped spanking and rubbed the sore red bottom in front of her. Buffy called "Don't worry, Willow, I brought something from my post-slayage first aid kit!" and stepped up with a bottle of soothing lotion. Buffy rubbed some gently in, with Willow still lying over Fred's thin thighs and groaning.

"You can get up now." Willow struggled upright, and reached for her lowered panties and slacks. Buffy wickedly prevented her from pulling them up right away - she stepped forward and hugged Willow, saying "Well done!". Of course, Cordelia then did the same, once more delaying Willow's chance to recover her modesty. And lastly, Fred - Willow returned her embrace in genuine good sportsmanship, though she was forced to do so with her red bottom (and more) still showing.



Fred asked "I still have to play a decider against the winner of Buffy and Cordelia's match, don't I, for a spanking on the seat of our panties? But shouldn't there be a decider to find the ultimate loser as well? The penalty should be more severe for that."

"Oh thanks!" said Willow. But now she was fully dressed, she felt quite recovered. "All right," she said, "but for now, you two had better prepare for your match."

Buffy and Cordelia looked each other in the eye. There was a lot of history between these girls, such as a certain competition for Homecoming Queen. They both keenly wanted to win.

But first, the four girls decided on a coffee break. While they were drinking, Willow was busy writing in an A4 pad. "Here", she proclaimed eventually, "I've written down the rules as we agreed on them earlier, so there are no arguments about what was said". She passed around the pad and all the others agreed that it was a 'true and accurate record'. The document read as shown in the picture.



"As founding members we're exempt from the initiation" explained Willow, "although you could say we're performing it now."

"Well done, Willow, always efficient" said Buffy. "Come on, Cordelia, let's get down to it!"

Buffy's Spanking Club - First Game 1-4

Two weeks later a meeting took place at Willow's house. As well as Buffy, there were two new recruits. Cordelia was tall and long-legged with dark flowing hair. She looked at the others with a predatory grin, as if she already had them over her knees. She introduced them to Angel's rescued recruit 'Fred' (Winifred Burkle), a petite studious girl and the most nervous of the group.

"Let's start simple" said Willow. "We'll all roll a pair of dice, and the lowest two rollers have to play the first game. Then it's the turn of the other two." She threw the cubes onto her coffee table. They showed a total of three, which made everyone laugh aloud - a good atmosphere to start the club's first game. Buffy and Cordelia both got high rolls, and when Fred couldn't beat them she looked ruefully at Willow.
"You and me, kid!" said Willow. "Let's just keep the dice - lowest roller goes over the winner's knees with her panties down."

"Bare bottom already?" gasped Fred.

Cordelia said "We should ALL prove we're willing to take risks. But just a hand spanking to start with." Buffy added "The two winners will have to have a play-off. But they've won the right to keep their panties on for that. Only one of us will be the ultimate winner and not get spanked at all."

Willow and Fred stepped up to the table and reached for the ivory cubes that were about to affect their dignity... and the colour of their behinds.

Fred's youthful figure squirmed in agitation as she threw the dice. She was as excited as the others, thinking about the risk of a spanking, with its stinging and bare-bottomed humiliation. But she had hoped to ease into it, watching some of the others being spanked first. Now her only hope of delay was to get red-haired Willow over her knee and smack her soundly. The dice stopped rolling: Seven! That gave Willow a roughly even chance of winning or losing. A tie would be re-rolled.

Willow's was the most experienced bottom in the new-formed Sunnydale Social Club (as they euphemistically called it). But all THAT meant was that she had already had a spanking from Buffy two weeks before - which had been embarrassing enough!



But to take her panties down and lie bare over the lap of this young stranger? That would make her face as red as her bottom would be. She shook the dice in her hands and rolled: Five! Willow's face fell. Her losing streak was continuing!

Fred, feeling relieved, went to the kitchen chair brought out for the purpose. She sat down while beckoning to her opponent. "The dice have spoken, Willow. Over my knee, please!" she said in her quiet Texan drawl.

Willow looked at her soon-to-be tormentor. With her petite figure, Fred looked younger than the post-graduate age she really was. Willow stepped forward reluctantly and stood beside her.

Fred asked, a little timidly, "Shall I pull your slacks and panties down? Or do you want to do it?". Far from reducing Willow's humiliation by handing a little power back to her, this made her face redden. It not only emphasized her spanker's callow uncertainty, but it forced her to name what was going to happen to her underwear in front of this diminutive girl. "I'll take them down", she murmured.

At least she had put on more upmarket panties than she had on when Buffy spanked her. But standing beside Fred's chair, she had to reveal them right in front of her youthful opponent's gaze, as she reluctantly pulled her blue slacks down.



Then Willow remembered the embarrassment-saving trick she had used with Buffy - to only pull her panties down at the last second as she bent over her spanker's knees. Facing Fred's right side, she bowed with her hands in the waistband of her underwear. Then she pulled them to mid-thigh and tried to fall straight down onto Fred's lap.

But at that instant, Fred leaned forward to scratch her calf. Willow was caught holding her panties half way to her knees. Should she pull them back up until Fred was ready? She could imagine Buffy's jokes about "Miss Yo-yo Knickers". No, she was literally caught with her panties down, and the most dignified thing to do was let them go and stand up straight.

This 'dignity' was purely relative, of course. Her red-brown pubic bush was now on full display, in front of: Buffy, her best friend; the haughty and snickering Cordelia; and worst of all, a young stranger who was going to put her over her knee - but only when she was good and ready! Willow's face couldn't get any redder.

Buffy's Spanking Club - Formation 5-7

"This is what losers get", said Buffy in delighted good humour, and planted a firm smack right in the centre of Willow's bared behind. Willow flinched and gasped, but it wasn't a hard smack. Buffy delivered several more slaps, also calculated just to sting a little.

"Aaah, ouch!"

"Aww, does that hurt?" said Buffy in a heavily ironic tone of mock concern.

"It's like a (oww) melodrama where the (gasp) blonde villainess torments the (eek) red-haired heroine."
"Are you calling me the villain?" demanded Buffy, grinning at Willow's red hair which was just visible down near the floor beyond Buffy's left thigh. "How many times have I saved your life?" Smack! Smack!

"OK! Yeow! I was just using poetic licence."

"Well to finish, I'm going to give you some hard spanks for your ingratitude."



The smacking sound in the room grew louder, and so did Willow's exclamations of distress. When one particularly hard slap hit the sweet-spot in the centre of her bottom's lowest curves, she gave a shriek. Buffy delivered five more hard smacks, and listened with amusement to her friend's resulting yells. She decided to put a little Slayer strength into one big final slap, right in the centre of Willow's bare butt. Willow screamed, and shouted "Please, no more!". Buffy told her she could get up.

Willow, shy about showing her red-brown pubes, performed her earlier manouevre in reverse. She pulled up her panties quickly before she had finished standing upright. "Wow, that really stung. But I'd have to say this game was the least boring thing I've done in a long time. With vampire activity down, life has been dull lately. But now I can say to myself 'I got a bare bottom spanking last week', or whenever!"

"I'm almost sorry I won" giggled Buffy. "But I loved hearing you squeal and moan. And I liked having you at my command, to make you undress, and so on. I think I'd enjoy being put in that position myself - to be submissive, however embarrassing the commands."

Willow said "I'll do it to you now, if you like. The revenge of the vanquished."

"Oh no, that would ruin the point of the game! What's the purpose of playing, if both of us will be spanked regardless? But I'll give you a chance for a rematch later."

"A rematch?" queried Willow. "You'll only beat me - I mean literally beat me - again. I'm rotten at checkers".

"You're right" Buffy replied, "We should play games of chance, not skill. Then, everyone has an equal chance of getting their bottom whacked."

"Everyone? There's only two of us."

"That's just what I was thinking" said Buffy enthusiastically. "There must be other girls who would find this just as much of a naughty thrill as we do. I bet Cordelia likes the idea of sorority paddling. Maybe she can visit from LA - I hear things are slack at Angel's detective agency too."



"Yes" said Willow. "And if the three of us ask our friends and workmates the right questions, we might ferret out the spanking-lovers without being too blatant".

Two weeks later Cordelia turned up at Willow's place, with a shy girl she introduced as 'Fred'.

NEXT: The first full game.

Buffy's Spanking Club - Formation 1-4

The girls from Buffy and Angel form a club, to gamble for painful and embarrassing penalties, which get more severe as the story goes on. The six characters are introduced two at a time.

I've posted this plotline before as an OC story, but with very few illustrations, and they were done in Blender - much more primitive. I've reworked it as a Buffy fanfic, and with many more (and better) pictures, done with Daz 4.
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How the Club was Formed

Willow and Buffy discovered their common interest in daring spanking games in chance conversation. The subject of the old Warner Brothers cartoons, like "Merry Melodies", came up. Buffy said her favourite was the one where a cat and a bulldog play gin rummy for penalties.

"Oh yes", exclaimed Willow, "and the cat always loses and suffers terrible punishments". She laughed aloud. "That was the most exciting and funny thing I saw on TV growing up."

"I always imagined myself playing sword-fighting games for penalties", said Buffy. "But instead of the complicated things that happened to the cat, I imagined... Promise you won't be shocked?... that I'd get a spanking if I lost."

Willow felt a thrill, both in her stomach and lower down. "Wouldn't it be exciting, not knowing what was going to happen to you? The penalty could be something embarrassing, like having to run around the front garden naked. But being spanked over someone's knee would be terribly humiliating as well!"
Buffy agreed. "Especially if you lost badly. Then you would have to take your panties down and be spanked bare."

Willow paused for a moment then took the first of what would be many dares in the days to come. "I challenge you!", she declared. When Buffy only grinned broadly, she went on. "I'll play checkers with you and the loser has to be spanked. For every king the winner has on the board at the end, the loser has to take off a piece of clothing - from her lower half - to get her spanking."

"Shoes off first, though", said Buffy, 'upping the ante' in a determined tone of voice. "You're on!"

The two friends sat barefoot at the card table and started the game.



Willow soon found out that although she was the academically smart one, Buffy was a much better strategist. The Slayer still had so many pieces (including kings) when Willow lost, it was clear that she had forfeited the right to keep her slacks or panties on for her penalty.

Buffy slid her chair back and crooked her finger at Willow. Willow moved obediently around to her side. But then it occurred to her for the first time that this was actually going to hurt. It had been a thrilling possibility throughout the game, but now it was a certainty. She trusted her friend not to use full slayer-strength on her, but she knew it was going to sting. "Well, I let myself in for it", thought Willow. "I'd hate myself if I backed out now." She lowered her slacks to her ankles. Her panties were plain white ones from the supermarket - not at all flattering. She blushed slightly.



"You didn't expect you'd have to show them, did you?" laughed Buffy. "Never mind, get them down, now!" Her voice was demanding - she was clearly enjoying having her friend in such a submissive position.

It occurred to Willow that she could save some humiliating exposure if she pulled down her panties at the same time as bending across Buffy's waiting thighs. She threw herself over her friend's lap, while tugging down her underwear to her knees at the last possible moment.



Later on, as the kinky club they would soon form got into it's stride, Buffy would never have allowed this dodge. But for now the modest gesture went unnoticed, as she was presented with a bare and feminine bottom placed across her thighs.

To be continued...

Real Historical Punishments - final

Real Punishments - 1848 Princess Batthyany

37. Princess Irene Batthyany was the wife of a temporary revolutionary ruler of Hungary, in a break-away from the Austrian Empire. She was politically active against the Croatians, who wanted independence from both Austria and Hungary. The Russians (allied with the Croatians) invaded to put down the revolt, just like in 1956. Prince Batthyany was killed.

The Princess, in front of the grinning Croatians and the Budapest crowd, was put in a pillory. Her skirts and drawers were pulled down, and soldiers took turns with their belts, strapping her bare bottom. She had to apologize to the Croatian leader with her skirts and underwear still down before they would let her go.

Real Punishments - 1873 Eleanor Hussey

38. It was the custom for a long time for the hangman to receive for himself the clothing of the hanged prisoner. When Eleanor Hussey, an Irishwoman, was about to hang she decided to outwit her executioner by stripping off her own clothing first, throwing the pieces of apparel to the crowd.


I wanted to include a historical incident (besides Boadicea) where the girl gets some kind of revenge. :)


Real Punishments - 1876 Princess Alute

39 (final). Princess Alute of China was beaten while pregnant by her mother-in-law, Empress Tzu-Hsi "the Dragon Lady". As Dowager Empress, she would lose power when an heir came of age, so she didn't want one to be born yet. Thus she used bamboo caning as an abortion technique. Tzu-Hsi also caned all the eunuch servants in the Forbidden City of Beijing, at her slightest whim.



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Real Historical Punishments 34-36

Real Punishments - 1806 Luisa Calderon

34. Sir Thomas Picton, Governor of Trinidad, was tried in 1806 for subjecting Luisa Calderon to the torture of the "picquet", an outmoded form of military punishment. Set in the floor below a pulley was a tapering wooden stake about 15cm (6") high. It was not sharp at its apex, but flat and circular, about the diameter of a small coin. Luisa had her left wrist raised above her head and chained to the pulley. Next the jailers bent up her left leg and tied her left foot to her right hand behind her back. Two men now pulled on the chain so that the girl was dangling in midair. She was then lowered again so that the ball of her foot rested on the small circle at the top of the stake. Her whole weight now rested on this tiny point, with her arm under heavy strain.

Real Punishments - 1806 Mrs Gorsthorpe

35. The Annual Register (an English publication), February 14, 1806 says: ‘A man named John Gorsthorpe exposed his wife for sale in the market, at Hull, about one o’clock; but owing to the crowd which such an extraordinary occurrence had gathered together, he was obliged to defer the sale and take her away. About four o’clock, however, he again brought her out, and she was sold for 20 guineas, and delivered, in a halter, to a person named Houseman, who had lodged with them four or five years.'

What a thing to do on Valentine's Day!


[Background from militaryphotos.net]


Real Punishments - 1839 Colomba Gorska

36. Colomba Gorska and the nuns of Minsk: The Basilian order defected to the Roman Catholic church, but were forced back into the Russian Orthodox. The nuns were placed in another Orthodox convent and made to do all the menial work. Bishop Siemaszko ordered them flogged twice a week, 50 lashes each time. After a few weeks, Sister Colomba fainted under the lash and couldn't do her work, so she was beaten to death.

Real Historical Punishments 31-33

Real Punishments - 1788 Liz Dudgens etc.

31. Women were whipped in Australia's first years as a British penal colony, as one witness described:
"Their hair has been cut off and their head shaved, which they seem to dislike more than any other punishment. At first one or two were flogg’d with a cat-o-nine-tails on the naked breech... They were also whilst under punishment so very abusive that there was necessity for gagging them." (Aussie girls have always had attitude).

Elizabeth Dudgens was one such. She had already escaped from one prison ship and swum ashore, and was whipped on the transportation ship during the crossing, for swearing at the Captain. Then at Sydney Cove, she couldn't keep out of trouble.

Real Punishments - 1793 Anne de Mericourt

32. Anne Josèphe Théroigne de Mericourt joined the Girondist party in the French Revolution, and in June 1792 commanded an attack that re-took the Bastille. The crowds called her the Amazon of Liberty. On May 31, 1793, a group of Jacobin women (a rival faction) seized her, stripped her naked, and whipped her in public - in the gardens of the Tuileries - "in a very embarrassing manner" say accounts of the time.

Anne "went mad through rage and shame, and was afterwards confined for 20 years in the lunatic asylums of Bicêtre and Charenton. Whenever she could escape from the vigilance of her jailers, she would strip herself naked, and endeavour to administer to herself the degrading punishment she had once suffered at the hands of the populace." So clearly it wasn't on the back of her body - too ordinary. Whipping her own breasts would be awkward. That leaves one more possibility. And it was done by other women, who knew what would really hurt!




Real Punishments - 1798 Breeze & Flaherty

33. At the Norfolk Island penal colony, Lieutenant-Governor Robert Ross kept a diary and an extract from it reads: "Punished Elizabeth Breeze and Phoebe Flaherty with 23 each for neglect of duty by suffering the hoggets (piglets?) to get into the garden."

What were they doing in that bleak and lonely place, to get them so distracted?

Real Historical Punishments 28-30

Real Punishments - 1767 Mary Clifford

28. Three indentured English apprentice girls (all named Mary), were caned and forced to work naked in front of men by their mistress, Elizabeth Brownrigg. Mary Clifford was treated worst. She was suspended from a beam to be caned, and kept in appalling conditions of dirt and starvation.

Mary C escaped to a hospital after intervention by parish officials, where she died. Brownrigg was hanged for murder, with the people lining the streets of her last ride to 'boo' and berate her. At one time the crowds would have liked to watch such canings, but this was the Age Of Enlightenment, and feelings were starting to change.


Real Punishments - 1768 Rosa Keller

29. At Arceuil near Paris, Rosa Keller was offered a job as a servant by a young nobleman. When she arrived for work she found out the true agenda of her new master, the Marquis de Sade. He made her strip naked at gunpoint, chained her up in the attic, and whipped her cruelly. He was jailed for this, and not for the last time.



Although he wrote about all kinds of strange perversions, the Marquis' actual practice was the simple situation pictured. He wasn't a nice guy by any stretch of the imagination, but unlike his contemporaries (both aristocrats and revolutionaries) he never killed anyone.


Real Punishments - 1786 Countess de LaMotte

30. This Countess of the noble Valois family became involved in a fraud concerning Queen Marie Antionette's diamonds. The Queen was furious and vengeful. Not present in court, LaMotte didn't hear her sentence until it was carried out. She was stripped bare in her cell and brought naked to Paris's public place of punishment, the Cours de Justice. The humiliated Countess was then flogged - some accounts say with switches, others with rods. All the time, she screamed insults at her captors and struggled violently. Then she was branded with a hot iron and jailed.




After she was released, the Countess travelled through England making money from her memoirs and stirring up support for the French Revolution. She was quite willing to show the marks of her punishment to gain sympathy. Marie Antoinette, of course, got a worse sentence than the Countess when the Revolution came. I wonder if Dickens' "Madame DeFarge" (who knitted and laughed as the guillotine did its work) was really Countess de LaMotte in disguise. :)

Real Historical Punishments 25-27

Real Punishments - 1744 Countess Lopukhina

25. Natalia Lopukhina (or Lapuchin) of Russia was an accessory to a treasonous plot involving a foreign diplomat. Empress Elizabeth, who had always been jealous of Natalia's beauty, made sure her lovely skin was marred. On 31 May 1744, the Countess was stripped naked in public, 'horsed' by the soldiers in charge of her punishment, and flogged back and front with the vicious Russian knout. Its broad flat leather lash was hardened, sometimes with a wire core, and jointed with a ring near the end so the tip would travel faster.

Real Punishments - 1746 Janina of Raab

26. A punishment that took place in Hapsburg Hungary is described in 'Aus den Memoiren einer Sangerin' (From the Memoirs of a Singer) and 'Geschichte des Korperliche Zuchtligung' (History of Corporal Punishment). They quote eyewitness Madame Anna von Luft concerning the case of a 19-year-old girl, Janina, who was a student mixed up in revolutionary politics. She was given 12 months jail with a switching once a month in the Raab public square. Anna describes Janina's short prison haircut, and says that a thin garment was provided to punished women, similar to modern panties, for the sake of modesty. But when this was introduced, a sturdier switch and extra strokes were added.

When the executor of Janina's punishment took down her pyjama-like prison pants, she was not wearing the provided underwear! It's possible they were withheld by a cruel official, but Anna thought Janina was a masochist who preferred to be switched on her bare bottom. She was apparently not perturbed at being bent over showing her anatomy in the town square. However, Anna admits Janina didn't seem to enjoy the switching itself - she yelled and pleaded through her 25 strokes on the bare skin. Was Anna mistaken, or had Janina been daring and then wished she hadn't?




Real Punishments - 1762 Catherine the Great

27. Catherine the Great of Russia liked to play games with her high-born ladies-in-waiting. She made them dress as children then, pretending to be their mother, chastised them in ‘truly maternal fashion’. At other times she acted as a governess, ordering her ladies to learn impossible lessons, and then punishing them for their failure. It was reported that during her reign (1762-96) these games were staged so often that the ladies of the Winter Palace had to attend as if attending a school class - with their dresses so adjusted that the Empress could apply discipline conveniently.

When she first married into the royal family, the only way Catherine could interest her ill and somewhat gay husband was by dressing as a soldier and taking discipline from him. Looks like what comes around, goes around!



Please remember that the more detailed non-oil-painting versions of these pictures are at kajiragames.deviantART.com

Real Historical Punishments 22-24

Real Punishments - 1704 Senora Vasconcellos

22. English by birth, but married to a Spaniard, the Senora was whipped by the Inquisition, and burned in several places on her body. And why not? The English were ALL heretics, weren't they?

It was a surprise to Ms Vasconcellos. As the saying goes: "Nobody expects..."

Real Punishments - 1704 Maria Pritchard

23. In the records of Bristol, England:
"Maria Pritchard, for a cheat, in taking three yards of dowel from Mr. Rishton in the name of Alderman Swymmer, to be stripped naked to the waist on Friday morning next, and whipped from the Toizey, down one side of High Street and up the other, between the hours of 12 and 1 o’clock".

This time the horse's asses form book-ends in the picture. BTW there's no dictionary definition of Toizey, so it must have been a named place in Bristol, like this town square.




Real Punishments - 1729 Catherine Cadiere

24. Catherine Cadiere was chastised naked twice a week as a teenager by her confessor, Father Jean-Batiste Gerard. She was made a ward of Ollioules convent in 1729, at age 20. The Abbess, rightly suspicious, wouldn't let Fr Gerard see her except in the confessional. He convinced Catherine to present her bare bottom at the grill for punishment.

The nuns found out and banned him from the convent but nothing happened to him, of course.

Real Historical Punishments 19-21

Real Punishments - 1671 Jane Farrett

19. The records of the Wakefield Sessions (England) dated October 5, 1671 contain the following judgement:

'Forasmuch as Jane, the wife of William Farrett of Selby, a shoemaker, stands indicted at this sessions for a common scold, to the great annoyance and disturbance of her neighbours, and breach of His Majesty’s peace. It is therefore ordered that the said Jane Farrett, for the said offence, be openly ducked, and ducked three times over the head and ears by the constables of Selby aforesaid, for which this shall be their warrant.'

The townsfolk: "When we say SHUT UP we mean SHUT UP!"

Real Punishments - 1681 Sophia Lindsay

20. Lady Sophia Lindsay helped her father, the Earl of Argyll, escape from his house arrest for alleged treason. In May 1681, she was sentenced to be whipped through the streets at the cart's tail. Her family appealed to the Duke of York for clemency - it would be unfitting for an aristocratic woman to be punished in a way usually reserved for whores.

His Grace reduced her sentence to a lesser but still painful punishment in private - the birch. Lady Sophia's birching, which was always given on the bare bottom, took half an hour and wore out two bunches of birch twigs.

Here, as the noble Lady is about to start screaming and crying, she has an extra humiliation - her maid gets to watch (no doubt remembering all the times SHE's been disciplined).




Real Punishments - 1692 Tituba

21. Everyone knows about the witch trials in Salem ("The Crucible" was based on real trials). This pricking on the rack with hot needles, to find a 'witches mark', was part of the usual process. It involved careful examination of the accused woman's naked body.

Not that this was in any way a motivation for these puritanical Christian men. Surely not!



[This was going to be Lizzie Proctor, but I realised that white women are over-represented in this series. These puritans were affirmative-action torturers.]

Real Historical Punishments 16-18

Real Punishments - 1663 Anne Coleman

16. One of the three Quaker women whipped in my last posting, Anne Coleman was caught preaching again the following winter in Salem, Massachusetts. This was not allowed for women OR Quakers. During the resulting whipping, the lash curled around and severely hurt her right nipple. All the Puritan constable had to do was stand a bit closer.


Question: Of the two characters on the right, which one is the bigger horse's ass?


Real Punishments - 1665 Mrs Tollman

17. Fact: At the Rhode Island colony in America, Peter Tollman sought divorce from his wife for her adultery. Found guilty, she was given 15 strokes of the cane at Portsmouth and 15 at Newport, to be delivered on the bare skin.

Speculation: Ships of the British Navy were well set up for flogging sailors and caning the young midshipmen (officer cadets). What if a ship was in port and offered its facilities to the local authorities for the purpose of correcting the adulteress? After all, the crew had never seen a woman punished before, and there's nothing like some good R&R. :)

This one was not suitable to be 'oilified':

Real Punishments - 1671 Skipping Joan

18. "Skipping" Joan was a nickname used for her by a cartoonist in London. She and other girls were the victims of "Whipping Tom", a phantom nuisance in 1671. He would jump out at young women, lift their dresses and, shouting "Spanko!", would proceed to do just that. This was before knickers were invented, and poor women had not many layers of skirts.

"Whipping Tom" occasionally used a strap, but mostly his hand. He was never caught. I sometimes wonder if he was an ancestor of mine - it would explain a lot!



Series blurb:
A history of the bondage and corporal punishment of females, using only incidents where a name and approximate date are known. I'm doing them in chronological order, covering from the first century to the nineteenth.

[Notes: (1) Some licence is taken with the positioning and state of dress of the victim, as this is usually unknown. (2) Most quotes in this series are from "Encyclopedia of Cruelty", Felicity Press, Islington Australia, 1995.]