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The Dragon Tail Tawse

Chapter 13: Charlotte meets the dragon tail tawse

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…continued

Miss Kenworthy led Charlotte into another adjoining room. It was similar in size to her lounge, but it was very different in appearance. The walls were painted in a muted green colour on which hung a variety of tasteful paintings of female nudes in various poses, adding a sensual feel to the room. Hanging down from the ceiling was a horizontal bar with a short length of rope attached to each end. On the floor beneath this lay a long leather strap. It was a bit like a tawse, but longer and had a split head which resembled a spear head, giving it the appearance of a dragon tail…

Miss Kenworthy led Charlotte over to the wall beneath the bar and instructed her to raise her arms above her head. She then proceeded to tie Charlotte’s wrists to the bar.

She then made sure her bottom was nice and bare, so she could present it well.

Once she was satisfied with Charlotte’s position, she picked up the tawse and spoke to Charlotte…”This my dear is a Devil’s Tawse. Have a good look at this. It’s a real ‘beast’! When I use it on you, it will wrap itself around your bottom and leave its telltale dragon imprint!”

Charlotte looked over her shoulder wide-eyed and feeling somewhat apprehensive. She had never seen such an implement before. How much was it going to sting?

She didn’t have long to wait. Miss Kenworthy was eager to get started. She stood with her legs slightly parted on Charlotte’s right side, raised the tawse in her right hand and held the end with her left hand.

“I’m really going to make you dance with this, my pretty little princess! Stick out your bottom ready to receive the Dragon’s firey attention!”

So saying the strap sped through the air and landed across Charlotte’s bottom with a loud THWAAAACK! Charlotte shrieked out with the pain and kicked out her leg in a vain attempt to assuage the burning sting.

“That’s right, my lovely, dance for me….DANCE!”

THWAAAACK!….

 THWAAAACK!….

       THWAAAACK!

And dance she did, whilst squealing a merry tune to the roof tops!

Just look at Charlotte, pushing her bottom up to meet her bottom’s tormentor, wanting more…and more! Look at Miss Kenworthy…totally in the zone, excited, hungry…whacking and whacking the bare willing bottom offering itself to her.

“Yes Charlotte. That’s it…dance, whack! Dance!! THWACK!! DANCE FOR ME!”

Listening and watching the kiss and lick of leather on soft ripe bottoms is the best thing in the world!

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Updated…Vintage, and my ‘Asa’s Black and White Classics’ today…

Each photo of mine in my black and white classics section has a comment or a little scenario underneath to bring it to life.

My vintage section is huge, you will get lost!

Today I have updated my vintage art section…

Loads more like this if you click here…

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I get so busy doing my new stuff, that I tend to leave my vintage at times, my apologies.

Asa

My Secretary’s Sneaky Peeks!

My secretary Josephine has been, and still is, a very valuable asset. She confided in me that listening to the spankings and canings behind my door, (her office adjoins) is exciting. I now leave the door open slightly so she can look.

I have also given her a new role.

You see, naughty girls here are always put in corner time, they are told to remain as instructed and not to move. If a door opens, they must not move and if caught doing so, they will get another spanking.

All the girls have been told that any girl in corner time will be reported to my secretary who will do spot checks now and then.

She loves the job…

In actual fact, I have never seen her so happy in her work. She is very diligent and goes on her rounds often, in fact I said the other day…. “Don’t go over doing it Jo, you come back looking quite flushed sometimes.” She blushed bless her, she is very modest and praise must embarrass her.

Asa

Tunnel One, Door One

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…continuedp

You take a good look at the picture by the door, the flickering gas light illuminates it well, the dancing flame bringing motion to it.

You speak to yourself…”Sorry to dissapoint you, but it will be you bending over, not me.”

You push the stout oak door open and enter a dimly lit room, with a powerful light breaking the darkness to illuminate the lady you saw in the picture.

You know the Duke will somehow be watching. You want him to know that you will do just as you please, and not behave as a door picture might suggest.

“Call me Mistress, and get any nonsense out of your head about me submitting to you. If you want to fight about it feel free, but you will lose and get a real thrashing afterwards. So turn, let me see the shape of your bottom.”

Like a willing robot from Westworld, the woman turns. “Yes Mistress, of course Mistress.”

“Keep your vest on, but lower your jodhpurs, let’s see how spankable your bottom is in the flesh.”

“Did I say face me? Keep your bottom towards me at all times unless I say differently.”

“Yes Mistress.” The woman replied and turned.

“Pull your thong up and down twenty times for me, you dirty little bitch. Please me! It is what I like to see.”

“Bend, push your bottom out. God you filthy whore, I can smell your juices already!”

J

“Look at your lips, how ready you are already. Remove the jhodpurs!”

“A good choice of shoe, I like heels, they push you up and out when bent over. I am going to finger your dripping wet cunt hard and fast from behind. When you have cum a few times I am going to spank you really hard. Get that chair, bend over it.”

“Yes Mistress, of course Mistress.”

“Your cunt is open and ready, maybe I should bring a dildo next time! Wiggle it for me, I need to finger and rub myself first.”

You sit on the floor, pulling your nipples with one hand and with your legs wide you finger fuck yourself hard and fast, the sticky squelching sound excites the girl as she thrusts, wiggles and exposes for you.

You come with loud groans and guttural sounds.

“Turn the chair around, kneel on it.”

“Lovely long hair you have, but I want to see your bottom and gaping pussy. Head down bitch!”

You spank and finger her wet dripping cunt until she cums as hard and loud as you did.

Without a word of gratitude you turn, and leave. Back into tunnel number one. You look to your right, the trapdoor is down. You walk to it and climb up into the Boidoir.

NOTE

I did not tell you this about the real fifth Duke, ‘The Prince of Silence’.

In his room, he did not communicate with the maids. He just left notes at a hatch.

…continued.

As you enter the boudoir you try the only door, it is locked. You look out of the mullioned window to the beautiful garden. Nobody can be seen. The sliding of a hatch attracts you. You see a face, a maid. ‘I have laid out clothes for you, the copper bath in the bathroom is full of hot water. It is a roast beef dinner tonight, I will bring it to this hatch in an hour, along with a bottle of merlot. Do you want one glass or two?”

“Just one please.”

******

Room two tomorrow!

Asa

Harden House and the Spanking Tunnels

Where do I begin?

The day I got close to being arrested, but after after pleading my case I was told…”please Sir, just turn around and leave, before this gets serious!” …would be a good place to start.

You see, my father encouraged curiosity and exploring the curious, right from me being a young child. It is now in me…deeply embedded. I just love the curious, and much to my wife’s dismay, it has led me, and her, or my friends into ‘spots of bother’.

‘Why can’t you just look from the path or road like anybody else?!” She shouted at me one day after not being a very good look out at a rambling old house up for sale, where I had found an open window. She managed to blame her stupid old fart of a husband’s curiosity. It was a rather quiet journey home, but I had seen a fabulously spookey staircase!

It has led to my study being full of old maps, lots of books and many curios.

So…. The start of the journey was my Dad, which has led me to collecting curios, and dealing in antiques. Which, eventually took me to having to leave this place, before things got serious! As I told you up the page.

Welbeck…the scene of the beginning!

I had, a while ago, acquired a map of the area, I love old maps….in this case I mean, a Victorian map, and it showed tunnels!

Now come on! You must be curious now. But imagine me! You know how I am now…an old dusty map of a place I have walked by many times, only about 20 miles away, showing tunnels…lots of long tunnels. I got out a new map…’hmmmm, they are not on on there’. Thought I to myself. So…I investigated.

It seems the 5th Duke was a bit of a recluse. He spent a lot of time in London. Local rumours said he was Jack the Ripper….unfounded, but I thought I would throw it in to keep you interested! He had his own railway station built….fantastically rich you see…coal etc…

It showed on the map that from the back of the station was a tunnel. I’ve seen it! Now it is not just a little tunnel, he had fifteen miles of them, similar to railway tunnels, big enough for a horse and carriage to take him from the station to his house and then branching out all over the estate. They were lit by gas.. some by lamps, but others by huge great flames flapping about from pipes.

People in Hiding: The Mysterious Duke. The Fifth Duke of Portland built himself a “stately home” below Welbeck Abbey in Nottinghamshire. Original artwork from Look and Learn no. 421 (7 February 1970).

Smaller tunnels led to secret passages in the house, one coming up to a trapdoor in his bedroom….sexy huh? I wonder who he had brought up there? But…BUT!…listen to this, the tunnels had rooms, all underground, ventilated, and warm. Not just little rooms, oh no, I mean a ball room, a library, a gallery and so on.

He was known as the ‘Prince of Silence’. Queen Victoria came to visit once.

Anyway enough of the history, you are here for spanking.

But before we go, look how sad it looks now, I managed to explore some tunnels…


Not quite how the entrance used to look is it?

So there is a potted history, I know it was used in the Irish troubles, for secret meetings, Margaret Thatcher etc could be rushed there in a bomb threat I suppose. So maybe the ballrooms etc still exist? Who knows. I know the building was used by the military, and the tunnels by the BBC to film Macbeth.

I know of spanking there too…

Before I got caught, I spoke to a blacksmith/farrier. I told him I was researching for a book, our conversation turned to its subject. Spanking! This research was for another story, where I plan to use tunnels…’The Inveigle’, click here…

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…he said, ‘Oh a lot of that went off here!’ Then, to keep a long story short, I ended up talking to a rather pretty young woman in a business suit, who confessed to an interest in it and so we spoke of tunnels, and…spanking.

Update 30th Jan 2022…

I go exploring again…

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All that, is fact….

This isn’t, this is fiction…

THE STORY BEGINS…

You are a gambler, you have had a huge win, over someone they call ‘The Maverick Duke’. He dresses and looks like the Mississippi Gambler of that name…’The Maverick’. Before the game, unbeknown to you, he had researched you, he knows of your secret obsession. It is amazing what can be found out from an I.P. Address and knowing that you live alone, so all…ALL searches are your own.

He is rich beyond compare, together you talked of your shared secret obsession over a meal and a drink, in a restraunt, he confided in his family history. The fifth Duke had the same obsession. It wasn’t easy to get you talking, not with three glasses of red wine in you. Above ground his ancestor flirted with high society. Below ground, in his secret tunnels, he visited his visions. You share his visions…your secret obsession, SPANKING. The idea of ‘Spanking Vision Rooms’, excited you. Imagine your visions becoming real?

You ended up back at his house, you got drunk, you slept there.

Slowly the conversation drifts back in to your mind. You sit up on the bed, naked.

I keep mentioning YOU….Did I tell you that you are a beautiful woman? You shower and dress, and on walking back from the on-suite you see a note, on the dressing table….

Resting on the note, is a key, to a padlock. The note says quite simply, ‘enjoy yourself….you are now a member of the ‘Hardenist Club’.

You do your hair and look at the key, then remember the story of the tunnels, and the trapdoor. You roll back the Pink Persian Rug, and there it is. In a recess is a padlock in a wrought iron ancient looking hasp. It opens easily.

You pull it up, and leading down into the brick lined tunnel is a set of polished mahogany steps. Your footsteps echo, the tunnels lead all over in different directions, all lit with flickering gas flames. The hiss and flapping of the flames are soothing. You choose a corridor at random and walk, on each side and at the end are arched oak doors. Outside each room is something akin to a picture frame, in the frames are pictures, each one with a name. You walk and look at them.

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The first door.

The visit to room one, click here…

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The second door

The third door

The fourth door

The fifth door

The sixth door

The seventh door

The eighth door

The ninth door

You walk back to the hub, and peer down each tunnel, some are much longer, one just goes on and on. That one has other tunnels leading off. You guess they have the same type of doors.

You hear a muffled thud, then a click. It’s the trapdoor.

You walk back to the first corridor. All the doors are invitingly open by two inches. Instinctively you know to strip naked. It just seems the right thing to do. Your firm full breasts lead the way. Your fine pert, yet plump bottom follows…to room one.

THE VASARIAN TUNNEL – TUNNEL ONE

TUNNEL ONE ROOM ONE…

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TUNNEL ONE ROOM TWO…

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THE RED CHARLS TUNNEL – TUNNEL TWO

TUNNEL TWO ROOM ONE…

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TUNNEL TWO ROOM TWO…

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More soon

Asa

Naughty Samantha in Caning Positions

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Here is our lovely Samantha bending over and baring her bottom for a caning for you. So please, go to the rack and pick up your favourite implement, select it by length and weight, with suppleness. Swish it around a few times, get a feel for it.

Not used to this? We.., tell her off, and say firmly, slowly, and strictly. (No need to shout, it is not amateur dramatics. Just be confident and authoritative.)…”bend over.”

Then stand to the side you swing from, and begin with the centre of the bottom. Adjust your legs and height, no rush, she has to do as she is told and wait. Try for a stroke that lands parallel with the floor, and keep the tip of the cane just over half way across the far buttock. Any further and it will wrap around too much. This we save for floggings, where we deliberately use a longer cane and do three from each side, deliberately wrapping around the buttocks.

Take your time, tap gently, keep your eye focussed on the target. Breath in, raise the cane, do not look at it, focus on the bottom, imagine your cane us still there, aim for the centre. Bring it back…higher…further…higher. Keep aiming. Lift the heel furthest from the buttocks, aim as if not stopping, as if it was a sword, hoping to cut deep. It should land with a deep thud, not a lot if bounce, that means you are stopping as it hits. As you strike your body weight will lift your heel higher, whilst the other foot should twist and its own hero lift, hence the floorboards in an area of the old headmasters offices. You can follow through, like I do, to impress and scare the class. I let it end up over my opposite shoulder. For dramatic effect I twirl it in the air before each stroke.

I pride myself on getting a red band across the buttocks with welts almost touching. If you focus on the target area, one above the last, one below the last..and on…you will achieve this most satisfying of rewards for your work.

So…off you go, good luck. Not to near the top of the bottom, but the sit spit on the cheeks where the curves join the thigh is fine, but I save that for the naughtiest. Six there teaches them a real lesson, but that is best over the vaulting horse with a stretched bottom.


And at, but not over, the horse…This is a good position for whacking the sit spot.

And that’s it for now….I expect you have seen me in various movies, and know that I talk from real caning experience.

More later

Asa

Karen Redbush

A woman I got to know quite well, who at the moment is indisposed. To be honest, at this moment in time, I am unsure if she will be back. Her real name is Karen, and this is the name she chose for herself on Tumblr. Why?

Obsvious really…

This is not one of my photos, it is from her blog when she explained her name.

As you know, I began to write an account of her spanking life. I am slowly realising that it will never be finished….sadly. However, she told me so much, and wrote so much on her blog, that I think I can fill in the gaps.

So this is a place to do just that, but first, you need to read these…

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….https://www.spanking-emporium.co.uk/spanking-emporium/?p=16692

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I am now sifting through my notes and hers, there will be more soon. At least now, I have somewhere to put it all.

Asa

Asa’s Black and White Classic Corner…

When I was on Twitter I used to put a few photos up in black and white now and then, I miss it, so am carrying on here…

It seems fitting that the first one is of my dear friend Charlotte, who for a few years was my sub. I made this special spanking paddle for her bottom! The bow on the handle matches her tattoo. Here she is looking at it… Somewhat eagerly! Wanting a spanking.
The young lady of the house has been naughty, and sent to the office, to bare her bottom and wait for the birch
A short sharp shock and a liberal dose of humiliation.
Some teenage girls, in fact most, go through a stage of mild rebellion. Usually boldness and a touch of over confidence, mixed with the whole thing of feeling a woman. All that is fine, they should develop in their character.
But some try being cheeky, or even rude, just to show off to a bunch of friends usually.
An experienced disciplinarian recognises this and experience let’s them know that instant action must be taken. Otherwise within a couple of weeks the girl can change into an irreversible brat!
Like Molly here, I could see it, and recognised it, so I asked her to hand out some sheets for me. Almost shocking herself with boldness and downright impudence, she replied ‘Yeah in a minute.’
She did not call me Sir and tried to make me…ME!… do her bidding….’Oh no young lady.’
I raised my voice, spoke deeply and calmly….
“Molly! How dare you? You do as I say young lady and call me Sir when you address me! Turn around, stand up straight, and apologise….now!”
“I…I..I’m sorry Sir.’
“Get out to the front!”
A murmur goes around the class…then silence at my stare. I lift her gym slip, bend her over, pull her knickers down and deliver four good whacks with junior tawse. This makes her squeal and cry. “Now stand there, until I tell you, not ask, but TELL you to distribute the work sheets. Which you will do with a rolled up gym slip and your knickers removed…..NOW, THE REST OF YOU SIT SILENTLY, STOP FIDGETING, AND PUT YOUR HANDS ON THE DESKS!”
Normality returned immediately. Molly learned a valuable lesson and never got in trouble again.
I remember twenty years later, in a supermarket I saw her with two children, both girls. I said hello….how she blushed! ::chuckle::
Asa
This is from a video I acted in. I was a cafe owner who caught these two stealing. I got a book from their school bag and rang the headmistress. She came and asked me not to involve the police, offering me a slipper and an alternative solution! God I enjoyed it! Thirty full bodied whacks each!
Kate the naughty Victorian maid has just been spanked. She is at the stinging stage where she bends each knee quickly in turn! Not allowed to rub.
Samantha in a wonderful position for caning!
My girls love to be treated just like naughty schoolgirls. They say that when looking away from the camera, the three sided set just fades and becomes a real Headmasters Office.
The three in this instance are from left to right Stephanie, Charlotte and Kate.
They have just been caned, each one took it in turn to go over the vaulting horse.
And here they are, on display, stood in shame, hands on head, not allowed to rub.
Our clock has a lovely tick, and the heating a lovely click, click tick too. I want to share a beautiful moment with you.
But first…
Please understand, this is not showing off, saying look what I do etc….I know I am lucky, and privileged to have my studio and a team of girls from the same town. However…why be selfish? I want to share, with those of you who just can’t do what I can. All my photos and writing on my site are free for you to enjoy. I do this for the love of spanking.
My videos sell, so too do my art products, but they nowhere near cover my expenses. So it is a love of spanking and the female bottom that drives me on….and sharing it with you.
Anyway…
After caning them, I sat in the quiet. Talking to them, telling them how it was in the day, and whilst stood there the secretary would pop in from time to time, so too might a postman or a visitor. They listened so intently. Then I let quiet descend.
Just me, the ticking, the clicking, and three beautiful freshly caned bottoms, displayed by three of my spanking loving friends.
No I did not masturbate, I am a gentleman.
Asa
Domme, Mistress Kenworthy, looms over her slave girl, Cherry, with menace.
Two freshly spanked girls, sit in embarrassment and shame.
Bottom bared, knickers crumpled at her ankles, Stephanie is ready for spanking.
Charlotte kicking and creaming over the vaulting horse. As Miss Kenworthy thrashes her bare bottom.
Kate cannot resist masturbating when and where she shouldn’t. I suspect that the thrill of possibly being caught and punished makes her orgasm all the more intense.
Well, today she had achieved that goal, by masturbating in a study room on the pretext of going to the toilet, hence being out of class.
However, the silly naughty girl decided to have a cigarette afterwards. This is her after just being caught.
Asa
Every Friday is ‘Staff Appraisal Day’ at Kenworthy Towers. Today the naughty maid Kate is getting her results.
WHAAACK….the crust on my toast was too hard last Sunday! WHAAACK….one of my pairs of knickers was not folded correctly on Wednesday, they had wrinkles in! Did you bother to iron them? WHAAACK….when you carried my cup of tea out into the woods, it was not hot enough, and there were no mealworms on the bird table on Saturday! WHAAACK….My boiled egg had the thin end at the top today! How many times do I have to tell you?WHAAACK….and on Tuesday, the pencil was on the wrong side of my note pad on the telephone table!!! How dare you be so lax?!?

THWAAAAACK!!!….I FOUND A TOE NAIL CLIPPING IN THE BATHROOM BIN, this morning, you know it makes me feel ill to see them!

A bit strict, isn’t she?
Asa
Taking careful aim with her dragon tail tawse, Samantha raises her arm, ready to strike the first blow. Eager to see the reaction and the red welt rise. Charlotte tries to present her bottom the best she can, wanting to please her Mistress. And like her Mistress, she can hardly wait for the first whack to land.
Samantha had been very cheeky to a delivery driver, and upset her. The woman aged about forty reported the incident to the reception, and pointed the girl out.
Lucky for the driver, but unlucky for Samantha I walked by the reception to find the lady quite tearful. It seems Samantha had said something about her job and that a monkey could do it. The Lady was a single mum struggling with a family and had lost quite a responsible job. But was happy and proud to have such a honest valuable job…quite right to!
I fetched Samantha, by the ear, and she confessed. I invited the lady to my office and gave Samantha 24 with the plimsol, on the bare…very very hard, as she watched. Then we had a cup of tea, whilst Samantha whimpered. In the corner.
Mr.A.Jones.
Kate being restrained by Charlotte and Stephanie over the vaulting horse as she gets a full blooded six of the best on her naughty bare bottom!
That beautiful thing..a naughty girl, spanked, and now in corner time.
A naughty girl with a sore red bottom stood at the front of the class
A close up view of Kate’s bottom
Yes dear, I know that being spanked before the window is humiliating for you, that is the whole point, now keep quiet or you get another spanking and will be made to stand there naked!
And you can stay there for half an hour!
‘But…’
Yes I know Aunty Marjorie and the boys are coming! So you behave young lady…or else!
Even a girl in the Upper Sixth form needs a good hairbrushing at time!
Looking down at this type of view with an implement in my hand is absolutely wher l love to be! Oh yes!
Mummy had received a phone call from school and was waiting at the back garden gate with the hairbrush, poor Charlotte never even made it to the door! Now a group of kids from her school are laughing, jeering, and flapping at the gate, urging mummy on!
Even a downpour does not put Mummy off giving her naughtydaughter a good, long, hard outdoor hairbrushing!
Mummy knows that humiliation helps a punishment. The good girls next door are playing in the garden. Now, with the window open, they are stood listening to what happens to a naughty girl like Charlotte!
Some of my clients like to be fingered before, during and after a spanking to orgasm. I love them best of all. To. Know women who enjoy it so much is fantastic.
Charlotte is not sure which is worse! Bottom to the window for all to see, or her face grimacing in pain and squealing, whilst watching people point and giggle at her.
Oh dear…she has just heard the creak of mummy’s first footstep on the stairs.
One of Mummy’s special places….gripping the stair rails, with the front door wide open and hooked.
Charlotte waiting in fear at the amount of whacks she is going to get.
oh dear….two dozen gas just been announced!
The threat viewed between Charlotte’s trembling thighs!
Charlotte and her real mummy, who still spanks her when naughty.
You naughty girl, pull those knickers down right now and get upstairs to your bedroom! You can bend over the bottom of the bed and wait for this young lady!
From left to right, Samantha, Kate and Charlotte. All waiting for a naked spanking from their disciplinarian…..Me!
Kate excitedly waiting for a caning.
Even though Samantha had only just caned Charlotte over the vaulting horse, she pulled her to our bottle-green velvet spanking bench and made her kneel for a dozen with a hairbrush. Which incidentally, Charlotte loved.
Kate really loves playing the naughty schoolgirl who likes to masturbate in daring places. As I tell her the story she dribbles with excitement, knowing that when she is caught she will be spanked, it makes her rub her pussy furiously to make sure she orgasms before the spanking and, to be honest, usually after as well!
Having been spanked half an hour ago, her arms are heavy, and legs restless. The Headmaster receives a buzz on the intercom, ‘your visitors are here Mr.Jones’…”send them in!” Oh dear, she is stood next to the visitors chairs!
In the 1960’s it was just accepted that naughty girls got spanked.
here is a scene….Mummy sat reading, daughter on show, wondering what’s for tea….but then she hears the neighbours hedge clippers. “Stay there!” Says Mummy.
The two elderly passengers are disgusted by the behaviour of the naughty girl, and can see her mummy is embarrassed. When she uses foul language both of them tut. The girls tells them to mind their own business! Sat in the corner is a business man, reading his newspaper. He calmly folds it up and places it on his lap….”Madam, may I suggest that you put that rude, unruly daughter of yours over your knee and give her the spanking she has obviously needed all her life.”
The couple agree and applaud him.
The girl looks to Mummy, then the man, then at the old couple, and with panic on her face, is dragged over her mummy’s knee, dress lifted, knickers pulled right off, and a long hard over the knee bare bottom spanking, delivered.
…a month later the same passengers are in the same carriage. The girl is as good as gold, an angel.
Quietly the man smiles at the old couple, who smile back….
‘God bless the 60’s’ I say!
The naughty girl has been spanked before the class, you watched avidly from your front desk. It excited you. Then she was told to sit on the naughty stool, right before you.
…leaning forward, you place your bag on the desk seat, to your left, the wall to the right protects you. You slide your hand up your skirt and pull some very damp knickers to one side….and finger yourself to orgasm as you look. You make a noise, but manage to disguise it by a cough.
A Mistress puts her submissive through her paces on Neddy, the spanking rocking horse.
On a visit to ‘Brat Busters’ a naughty brat reads what her Master has written for her as Kate and Samantha thrash her bottom.