We departed, we picked up our bags and left the building, we didn’t even put our shoes back on. Outside, we walked side by side down the road to the station. We’d only go to Herlingerstadt by train, from there we wanted to walk through the country, strolling back to Spuhl. We were walking in silence, we could find no words for what had just happened.
Only when we’d got to the station did Dorothea break the silence, "My goodness," her voice was trembling, I too was trembling still. She giggled nervously, "That was .... crazy!" She looked at me, her eyes gleaming, "Madness, Lisette, wasn’t it?"
I nodded, she was right, it was totally mad.
"A complete stranger," I said.
We were standing in front of the timetable, our train would be leaving in seven minutes. Barefoot, we walked through the subway. "That man was a stranger, I cannot believe I let myself be beaten by him!"
Dorothea put her arm around me. "But you liked it?"
I nodded, "Yes, I did. I'm still excited. When it happened I almost fainted with pleasure. It hurt like crazy, and it was beautifully crazy. My God, Doro! A strange man! The very idea!"
We climbed the stairs to the platform, Dorothea chuckled: "Don’t be so naive, Lisette! It happens all the time!"
I stared stupidly at my cousin, "All the time? You mean ...."
"Exactly, my dear. Didn’t you notice that he had at least as much fun from it as we did? The fairy had a broomstick in his pants. I bet that was from waiting, when the opportunity presents itself, he makes his proposition - in the truest sense of the word!"
"He beats ....? He suggests it to other girls?"
"And women," she nodded vigorously, "women's groups, maybe ten people, maybe thirty-five, a gymnastics club or a coffee party from Neue Althausen. They make a day trip of it by coach – the handicrafts museum in Regenbach, the School Museum in Schlöhndorf, then a good meal in the Forest Restaurant. A truly exciting day!"
I saw the women day-trippers in a vision before my eyes, they’re standing around the desk with the canes on it, and Herr Pretend-Teacher very kindly proposes to test one of the sticks. “So who? Will any lady dare?" I grinned at Doro, " Liese you’ve got a nice skirt on, you’ll have to try it. Come on, it’s pretty, don’t be shy!” The women all laugh, “Anneliese, you!!” She’s a bit nervous and acts quite coy, but she wants it. Our teacher notices that immediately and leads her to the desk. “Bend over, slip your panties down, and then ten strokes on the bare bottom, always nice loud counting! Who wants to be next?” They even pull down their jeans themselves, one by one in turn. Two or three might not, the non-dictatorial teacher has a keen sense of his customers, he only wallops the ones that really want it - and they're are not a few! The women visitors are laughing, their cheeks are red, they count out loud, they scream a bit, they’re excited and in high spirits. Afterwards in the restaurant they’ll have so much to tell each other!"
"A student by herself," Doro joins in the story, "she’s studying history, specializing in the German school system in Imperial times - moreover she’s writing her thesis on that. She’s standing in front of the high desk with the canes. She picks one up, studies it. The actor-teacher comes over to her…" I continued taking over from my cousin, "Of course, the sneaky bastard has been lurking in the corridor. ‘Look at this cane closely,’ he says. ‘it’s an original. You may be sure that your grandmother was beaten on her bare ass. What? You’re writing your thesis on the old Imperial school system? Well then maybe they require you to carry out some special experiments, experience it firsthand, so to speak? You can if you want to.’ The student looks quite bemused, perhaps a bit red. But then she drops her pants and lies down across the desk. Maybe she really does just want the experience, maybe she just wants to know how it felt for the schoolchildren back in 1905, but perhaps she’s also powerfully excited and getting tingles between her legs."
"Every Monday, Wednesday and Friday," said Dorothea, "I’d wager that he has clients who come to the museum regularly, not just for one short test. Didn’t he look as if he was expecting someone else in the museum? Lisette, I tell you, there are some who go there again and again. They buy their ticket and can get spanked." Suddenly there was a radiance in her eyes.
The speaker announced the arrival of our train. I looked at our naked feet, Dorothea's eyes followed my gaze. "Like schoolkids from the year dot, they got beaten on their bare bottoms and went barefoot. We’ve already had our whacking, now we’re running barefoot!"
"Great!" I said. Our train pulled into the station, we got on, our shoes still in our backpacks.
Another great episode ... I hope this never ends!
You said you were not going to post that -Ulrika
