I noticed that on Tumblr, that photos of Dommes, just stood threateningly or intimidatingly, were popular. There were none like this. Nobody might follow the link, but who cares, I thoroughly enjoyed photographing Kate in this mood. She s so sweet and charming, yet like this…she looked so powerful and in control.
….so there she was before me, her creamy white buttocks trembling and twitching. Only moments before the crook handle of the cane had been satisfying her slippery little hole, now it was the other end of the cane she would feel…
It wasn’t the hardest of canings, but enough to give her a short sharp shock. Although I could not help but wonder, what was going through her mind when she masturbated with the cane? Had I just given her what she was dreaming of? I will never know, but all the same, a girl should protect her modesty and not go masturbating in a classroom.
I put her in corner time until the bell went. I had numerous visitors, my secretary, the postman, two parents, and a company rep. They all looked at her, sniffing away, and probably felt sorry for her. I did not, a girl needs rules, order and discipline.
When the bell went, I asked my secretary to bring in the letter she had typed to her parents. I asked her to pass it to her. I could see Kate blush and squirm as she did.
I suspect she will get another dose of corporal punishment in the next half hour…
My studio is based in an old office block, with lots of corridors and doors leading to little bits of spanking heaven! I also have a Gothic Ruin, a small theatre, our own cafe, a private wood, and three houses we shoot in, the Victorian one has secret passages. It would take ages to show you it all, but come on, let’s have a stroll…
There are a lots more nooks and crannies, but I hope this little tour has satisfied your curiosity.
It’s hard to decide which artwork to pay a tribute to first really, they are all excellent, but I have chosen this…
I do not intend these as a replica, it is my tribute. In other words this artwork has inspired me to do this with three of my girls. Charlotte, Kate and Stephanie.
A Little Scenario to fit the picture…
The three girls got their spelling tests wrong as in the picture. But amazingly, all the wrong spellings were exactly the same. Not simple errors like we all make, but some quite ridiculous. The chances of three girls coming up with twelve such ridiculous spellings in the same test is impossible.
So I am caning each one as they re-sit the test, if they get one wrong, they get a whack!
You join me just as Stephanie has had her last stroke across her bare bottom, sat in a similar manner to the drawing.
“Now don’t you dare cheat in my tests again young lady! Now the Charlotte, it is your turn, swap places!”
She takes her place…
“Spell out loud, the word ‘Assimilate’
“Wrong! Try again!”
Eventually she gets her word correct, and squirms as the welts sink in deep.
I am certain that Kate, the naughtiest girl in school is to blame. She takes her seat…
“Right then Kate, spell polytetrafluoroethylene.”
The other girls giggle at her plight.
THWACK, THWACK, THWACK!
“Don’t try to be clever or silly! Try again!”
“Potty… telly…. Belly…”
Eventually, remarkably, she got it right.
She squirmed, trying to find a bit of her bottom not striped.
NOTE…my girls are brave, but in this story it would have taken 50 to 100 strokes to get that right. I gave them all six each to be fair.
“Now get up and face the wall, all of you!”
“Now in turn, starting with you Stephanie, say…’I am a silly naughty girl Mr Wall’ to the wall twenty times each!”
They were dying to rub their bottoms, but in real life I made them say it as they wiggled their soreness away! Then made them tea, and sat for a chat, …them on cushions!
The three naughty girls stood up and I said, firmly and quietly. “Make a line before me.” I pointed to the floor strictly. “Just here, come on, quickly now!”
The three nervous naughty pleasingly plump young bottoms came wiggling to where I pointed.
“That’s it, side” by side, you on the end Kate.”
“Stop shuffling about Kate, get on the end facing me! And you Stephanie, stop grinning! It’s a spanking you are all about to get, not a reward for good behaviour!”
“Smiling at me like butter would not melt will not make any difference. Stand with your backs straight, shoulders back!”
“Marginally better but stop squirming Kate! And damn well stop fiddling with the hem of your gym slip!”
‘Yes Mr Jones, sorry Sir.’ Replied a humble and subdued Kate.
“Stephanie, fasten that top button, smarten yourself up! Stop sulking Charlotte! And look at you Kate, never a more dishevelled mess of a sixth form school girl have I ever seen! No top button on your gym slip, your shirt collar not fastened! You are a disgrace, a mess! Now turn around and get your knickers down! All of you!”