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The girls were only on their third time with their new “bad girl” underwear when the nuns caught them. There was a rumor going around the school that the nuns had some kind of extrasensory perception that gave their teachers something beyond random guesswork to discover which girls were being naughty on a certain day.Probably it was something more prosaic than that. After years of experience looking for that kind of thing, perhaps the nuns could tell from a girl’s stance, gait, facial expression, or some other attribute that gave away her naughty behavior.Whatever they did, they were good at it. The nuns would try to mix up the days they did it to avoid having a predictable pattern emerge. Sometimes they looked twice per week; in other weeks they didn’t do any checks at all. Usually, they had a better than even chance of finding at least one guilty girl among the ones they checked. On one memorable day, they discovered six of them. Probably it was likely that only about ten percent of the girls were wearing  “naughty panties” on any given day.Vivian and Cathy were standing in the hallway between classes talking when two nuns came up to them. One of these was Sister Evangelista, who was short, squat, and had a well-deserved reputation for being very mean. The other was Sister Margarita, who was taller and perhaps a bit younger than the other one. (It was very hard to determine their ages when they were wearing their habits.)Why their luck ran out would always be a mystery to Vivian and Cathy. In a moment, the two nuns were upon them, and Evangelista said, “All right, girls, come into the office. It’s panty-check time for you two.” Both of them knew that they were guilty, but there was nothing they could do about it now.They both had to raise their skirts above their waists and show what they were wearing. Vivian had alternated between her see-through white one and her black lacey one and now she was back to white. She was horribly chagrined and she blushed with embarrassment.Cathy had been through this a couple of weeks earlier, so it was not a novelty to her. She was able to project an air of boredom about the proceedings.The weather was still mild, and the girls had their summer uniforms on. Sister Evangelista went through the charges against them. “Vivian, I’m surprised at you. You’ve been such a good girl and now this. Turn around for me.”As the nun looked at her she said, “These would be fine except that they are virtually transparent. I can clearly see your buttocks, plus the pubic hair Çankaya Escort in the front. Did that evil Cathy talk you into this?”She didn’t want to rat out her friend, and she tried to equivocate. “I don’t know, we did talk about it I guess.”Evangelista said to Cathy, “Now you, I’m not so surprised. We caught you earlier in the term. Plus you’re a bad influence on this other girl.”Cathy tried to look unconcerned, and Vivian wondered if she was faking it. Evangelista said, “A thong! That’s a new idea here. I must congratulate you on creativity.”Then she said, “It’s off to the paddle room for both of you. Sister Margarita, since our Cathy here is virtually nude already, I think you should start her off with a good hand-spanking first, then go to the paddle.”Margarita finally said something, “That sounds like a splendid idea.”The paddle room contained three spanking benches for the girls to bend over. If necessary, they could be tied down and restrained, but most of them had a certain amount of pride and tried to prove that they could take big-girl discipline. The nuns allowed them to yell and bounce around as long as that didn’t become excessive. There were a few girls who had a very low pain threshold, and they had to be tied to the bench in order to get any punishment done.For a very serious offense, like perhaps once a year, a long stick, a sort of cane, would be required for application to a girl’s bare backside. In those cases, the victim would always be tied to the bench.In the paddling room, Evangelista indicated Cathy and said, “Spank this little hottie first. She’s got an attitude that needs to be taken down a few pegs. As I said, take her over your lap but leave her thong on to start. For her paddling, bend her over the bench as usual.”Margarita seemed like a quiet type, and she didn’t say anything as she pulled Cathy into position and lifted her skirt up. Cathy continued her look of indifference as if this was just another routine to put up with.But when the smacking started, she cried out with each blow. The nuns were hard spankers, and Margarita lifted her arm up and back before bringing it down on her victim’s mostly bare backside; the thong offered virtually no cover. Vivian saw Cathy’s face scrunch up, and her legs scissored up and down as she was beaten.Vivian wondered if Cathy was really getting pleasure out of this as she had claimed. She was at an angle where she couldn’t see if the other girl’s genitals were getting Keçiören Escort wet or not. Evangelista addressed her directly, “Well, girlie, you’ve never witnessed this before, have you? As you can see, we don’t fool around when it comes to giving discipline.” She then said to the other nun, “I know that thong isn’t giving her much protection, but take it down anyway.”At that point, Cathy was making quite a bit of noise as she was whacked. In a moment, Evangelista said, “It’s time for the paddle, for both of them. All right, my little sweethearts, bend over a bench, both of you.”She pointed to Vivian, “You, keep your panties on to start with.” She showed the wooden paddle to her; it had holes drilled through it. “You girls want to dress like sluts; then you will be treated like sluts.”By this point, Cathy’s bottom had reddened considerably, and Vivian took pity on her friend. Hey, I’m going to get it too; I wonder how well I will handle it?The nuns timed each strike so one girl got hit, then the other immediately after that. Evangelista gave Vivian the first, the first one ever in her young life, and she was aware of how much it hurt. She yowled, stood up straight, and grabbed her buttocks.Evangelista was surprisingly patient with her. “Come on Vivian, be a brave girl and take your punishment. Don’t make me have to tie you down. Concentrate on really gripping the bench.” Meanwhile, Cathy had gotten her first paddle smack from Margarita. She made some noise, but she mostly stayed in position.Vivian thought, if she can do it, so can I. The next stroke caught her on the ass again, and she yelled but tried to hold on to the bench. One of her legs involuntarily came up and stuck straight out. The nun said, “Come on, keep your butt up and out. You’re a big girl, you can take it.”So it went, with each girl getting a thwack in turn. Evangelista commented, “These transparent drawers are interesting. I can see right through them to how red she’s becoming.”Margarita said, “Probably it’s time to take your undies down now.” Vivian slid them down to her knees but they soon fell to her ankles. Tears were coming out of her eyes, but she refused to break down and start bawling. She glanced over at Cathy, who also had tears running down her face.She didn’t keep track of how many times she was struck; it had to be at over fifteen. And yet, even though the flesh of her behind felt scorched, she also felt a delightful tingling in her pussy. It hurts Etimesgut Escort and yet it’s pleasurable at the same time. Her cunt was getting wet, and she was embarrassed to feel the fluid starting to run down the inside of her thigh. The nuns must be able to see this, but there was nothing I can do to stop it.And yet the relentless paddle was taking its toll, and her knees started to buckle. Margarita intervened, “That’s enough; they’ve learned their lessons well by now.”Evangelista said, “All right, girls, you may grab yourselves and give yourselves some comfort.” Neither girl needed any further encouragement for that. Both sets of asses were blazing with heat. Then it was, “All right, it’s corner time now. Hold up your skirts, and stand by the wall.”Vivian glanced at her friend and was shocked. Cathy’s rear end was entirely red from where the paddle had caught her. Vivian knew her own bottom must look pretty much the same.Evangelista said, “Cathy, you’ve had this type of correction earlier this month.”“Yes, Sister, I know that.”“Then you know the drill. Go home and change into proper underwear. You may wear the thong over there because, as indecent as it is, it’s still better than being naked under your skirt.” Then came the kicker that Cathy knew about but Vivian didn’t. “Bring your thong back here so we can dispose of it properly.”Vivian was dismayed. They’re going to destroy a perfectly good, almost new garment – why was that necessary? She glanced at her friend, who merely shrugged.“Now, you, Vivian, I hope we’ve put you on the straight path. You live too far away to go home and change. However, you must bring your transparent undies back with you tomorrow so we can dispose of those as well.”The normally good-natured Vivian felt anger. These pious bitches are going to take my favorite pair of panties, a gift from my friend. At least, I’ve still got my black lacey ones. The nun went on, “Vivian, you are one of our best students, a really nice girl. Don’t let yourself be ruined by this evil strumpet.”How dare you tell me who I can have as a friend and who I can’t! Cathy meanwhile shot a dirty look at Evangelista, but she got away with it.Later that day, they met at the gate after their last classes. Vivian couldn’t wait to tell her, “I did get turned on by it. My panties are still damp with fluids.” Then she remembered, “Tomorrow, all I’ll have left is my black lacey ones.””I’ve lost a pair already. Don’t tell me they don’t notice what happens to our pussies while they beat us. I know I was really creaming myself. It’s weird, but I feel pain in my behind but horniness in my pussy. Those self-righteous twats, they’re probably all a bunch of lesbian sadists.”Vivian said, “It’s strange; tears were coming out of our eyes but juices came from our cunts too. Are we perverse or something? I mean, don’t they call that masochism?”

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