Whilst exploring this fascinating aspect of the school’s history, Harriet had been particularly drawn to reading historical the records of pervious headmasters administering caning to senior girls at the school. All listed sites, pictures displayed or referred to in this blog feature consenting adult models and players over the age of 18.

Andy like you I received regular trousers-down bare bottom hand-spankings over my mother's knee throughout my teen years.Again, the slender rattan whipped into Kate’s tender bottom sending yet another dose of aching cutting pain searing across her entire backside. Whilst this idea normally interested Harriet, all she wanted to do was immerse herself in contents of the punishment book stashed in her bag. Harriet read these for hours, daydreaming and trying to imagine how the canings would actually transpire.

Despite Megan’s best efforts to persuade Harriet to take the weekend off, Harriet stuck to her guns.Once in England, the bundles of stems were purchased by specialist manufacturers, located close to the docks. That might have been even more so when education was more based on ivory-tower'd rote-learning, and women having far fewer worthwhile career options anyway. I imagined myself bending her over the end of the bed, whipping her knickers down and slapping her arse, while wildly riding her, doggie style and thrusting my knob deep inside her moist snatch.

Helen, though, in her ignorance, fetched a comfortably padded armchair and placed it by the side of the desk before sitting down and crossing her legs. Teachers nowadays flippantly asked girls to sign the waiver on their 18th birthday in the headmaster’s study or ‘sign the book’. Did reporting to the headmaster after failing a uniform inspection inevitably mean a caning or just a slippering? Explanations are not required based on this explicit evidence,” Mr Walker slightly raised his voice. Coombes lifted the tail of Kate’s white blouse and immediately began attacking the elastic top of the pale blue brief panties she discovered underneath.

Nicky’s mind was fast losing control and panic set in as her bottom ached and stung like a thousand bees had pricked their venom into the soft white flesh back there. In her new role, Sister Dawson takes great pleasure in exerting her authority, regularly disciplining her nurses with a wooden paddle and even spanking one of the patients, but when she oversteps the mark and talks down to one of the doctors, Michael Everard, she soon finds herself on the receiving end of a memorable hand spanking herself.