Russian Slaves #9

A Russian double vodka cocktail here. Gym class takes on a new meaning as two girls, minus required homework, are sent to the physical education room for some rigorous working out. Hesitantly peeling down and stripping, this is not g- rated gym attire.


Blonde in black panties, brunette in white and we start with bastinado from the small birch rod. Tears come early from the stinging of the soles. Dude breaks stick. Blames girls feet. Ruler breaks too?? Time for the belt.



These shrieks are deafening. Push-ups. Very nice. A hundred push ups with fannies arched in the air?? Start that off with once upon a time. And hold the pose, fanny cheeks jutting skyward as his aim is eyeballed.



More accurately---these are more like ass ups, not push ups, better viewing this way. On their shoulders, point those feet skyward, fannies out to await the huge leather strap. Trampoline up, panties down, this could be creative. Nice hairy box on her as she has to go 160 on the springs.



Small titties on both here, much better if big tits were slapping them in the face as they jump up and down. Blonde looks trimmed but that could just be matching peach fuzz. No cheating.



A personal favorite. Ordered to be naked, some laps around the floor. Naked jogging for the Nude Olympics. The task master is not pleased and legs have to be conditioned with running in place and then nude back cracking, very nice. This is a wrestling, warm-up maneuver.



Never fast enough for the master. Guess the ass has to be whipped into shape too, no pun intended. A long, ugly welt appears on her right cheek and she is howling like a stuck pig. Each crack is like gun fire. Huge gobs of skin are torn from her flanks.



Blondie's turn and she is not going to fare any better. These are full impact swats and she is insane with displeasure. Two battered bottoms.


To the forest where Fedor has slept in his Nike jacket and walked away from the Gulag honor farm. Happening across two tarts, his blade and slapping convince the two girls to disrobe and await what he has in store for them.



From nude dancing to calisthenics. His tool of persuasion is a birch switch he has yanked off one of the trees. Push ups on the blanket. What is a "puka?" Looks like a rubber finger being slotted into her cunt.



The girls should be stomping grapes for wine. Crawling like dogs, they are affixed to their whipping posts and now the birch really goes to work. The shadows cannot hide the five large marks across her flanks.



Real tears, all the way down the cheeks. Good rope work here. This is so severe, she has to hug a blanket and the tree. A quivering, welted mess and more to come. Good thing they are in the woods, the neighbors would never go for this type of play.



This is birch caning at its very worst, or best, depending on your point of view. Right there, back hands and fore hands. He can play men's singles. This beating is horrible. She will not sit for a month, and her thighs taste some too. Her panties just grew two sizes.


Moral of this tale---- Don't take nature walks near a prison farm.