“Admiring my canes, Ms Pearson?” “Oh, Headmaster.” The young probationary teacher swung round, startled. “Well, they're not a common sight these days.” The object of attention was a mahogany wall-board that held three such articles in a horizontal display. “No, indeed not. And if I dared to use one in this day and age, I'd be out on my ear. If not on a charge of assault.” He made a resigned gesture. “But take one down if...

“Right Johnson, I'm Mr. Jones. You have been sent to us for six weeks' disciplinary training, and it starts now. So bend over the horse. Right over and get a grip on the crossbar in front.” The instructor flexed his rattan cane into a semicircle, eyes on the backside filling a snug pair of shorts. “Six strokes, boy, and these are going to hurt. It's not a punishment – you've done nothing wrong yet – but an exercise intend...

Katie looked carefully at Marion, Gemma’s step-mum, who was fifty-three-years-old and wearing a sleeveless floral dress with bare legs and had short dark brown hair. She didn’t look so different to those few years ago when she spanked her when having a sleep-over with Gemma babysitting her. Gemma had told Marion how unruly she had been and Katie remembered how Marion had initially refused and that Gemma had almost ordered...

Naked from the waist down beneath the three-quarter waxed jacket, Lady Vernon stuffed a dildo into its pocket and headed out. Across the yard was a copse and on the far side of it, out of sight of the house, she settled with her back to the bole of a tree. Jacket unzipped, she raised her knees and spread them. Fuck, her cunt was practically swimming. The arse and the cock on that boy was going to be her undoing... The bla...

“Please ma'am, please don't sack me. I'll never do it again, I swear.” He was looking up at her with a pleading expression on his face and Lady Vernon pursed her lips. The boy was a good hard worker but such a lapse had to have consequences. And if he was that keen to keep the job maybe he could be talked into a consequence she could deliver herself. And the thought of that was mightily appealing... “Well, there just coul...

As Katie walked up the path to Gemma’s house she thought about how they had been reunited just yesterday. Katie had walked in to the bar and looked around to see if she knew anyone and to her surprise saw Gemma, who used to babysit her. Katie was now eighteen-years-old and a Prefect at the local girl’s school. She had come from school and was wearing her sixth form uniform of a short-sleeved white and green check gingham...

April and Becky glanced quickly at each other as they saw Miss Summers beckon them over.  Remembering immediately how she had lied about tearing up her punishment letter, April knew this could be a difficult discussion but she had prepared her answers so hoped for the best. Miss Summers was her usual authoritarian self as she glared at April and said sternly, “Miss Coe wants to see you in her study.” Miss Summers didn’t w...

I was running a property management course for prospective landlords at a hotel recently. Sitting in the front row were three very pretty girls, about twenty-five to thirty years-old. They were dressed smartly and looked as if they were related, all with shapely figures and shoulder-length brown hair. During the day I got to talk to them in the coffee breaks and over lunch. It turned out they were sisters, Susan aged twen...

Preston and his wife Gail sat fidgeting in front of the massive desk of Janet Johnson, Attorney at Law.  Would the woman stop with the small talk and get down to business.  To the business of reading the Last Will and Testament of Preston’s now-deceased father, Irwin T. Lakehurst Jr.?  Finally she got down to the nitty gritty. “I appoint my faithful attorney Janet Johnson, Esq. to be Executrix of this my Last Will and Tes...

The three children and younger brother of the deceased sat fidgeting as the lawyer finally began to read the will.  The Last Will and Testament of Arnold J. Miller. “I leave my Model T antique Ford to The Ford Foundation on condition that my good-for-nothing son Mark shall have possession of same for a period of five years to be driven once and only once yearly on my birthday in loving memory of me and in the annual Veter...

Miss Summers watched as April left her office before standing up and without knocking went straight into Miss Coe’s Study. Miss Summers glared at Miss Coe and demanded sternly, "Who asked you to cane April?" Miss Coe looked up in surprise and replied, "I thought you said last night that April would be coming to my Study for a caning?" Miss Summers retorted quickly, "I said no such thing. What I said was that April would b...

A sextape from my girlfriend's sister arrives... About a week after my first caning of Ann’s sister, Emma, I was sitting at home alone one evening when I received an email from her. This in itself wasn’t unusual as she often sent us stuff she thought we’d like. More often than not it was discount vouchers for Ann’s favourite shops. This time, however, the email was just addressed to me and contained a simple message, “I t...

I’d been living with my girlfriend Ann for a couple of years. We had a nice two bed flat in a converted Victorian house in a trendy part of town near to the local university. Ann had a sister, two years younger aged 22 named Emma. Emma had been living with her parents but had just got a place at our university. Rather than rent a place or move into halls of residence, Ann suggested that Emma could stay with us in our spar...