Guide to this blog
Sunday, 1 December 2024
Favourite for December
Friday, 1 November 2024
Favourite for November
Quite a few of those who have started out as 'bottoms' in the spanking community, often as models, as the years go by seem to be drawn to 'topping'. Others have always been tops. Many of those would insist that they have real expertise and know exactly how to dish out punishments without ever having been on the receiving end. There are a few who identify as tops but at some time or other have allowed someone to administer punishments to them so they have a better understanding of what it feels like. If you've ever seen Cassie Hunter thrashing some bloke, usually mercilessly, you could be excused for thinking she wouldn't like it if the roles were reversed. However, if you hunt around, you can discover that, on at least one occasion, she allowed another highly regarded mistress the opportunity to give her a caning. I haven't seen the video version of this event but I have seen some other videos of Cassie being punished, sometimes by men. I've not seen any where she took a punishment bare bottomed but there's one of her getting slippered OTK (with a plimsoll) on the seat of her panties and it would be fair to say she didn't seem to cope with the experience very well. Of course, a single image like this doesn't really show how well she handled being caned over the seat of her shorts although she does look a bit red-faced.
I tend to the view that those who seek to give, for example. a caning, ought to have, at some time or other, been given one. As someone who identifies as a top, it's probably only fair to admit that I have allowed a very competent exponent of canings, to allow me to experience what it feels like. You know what? It bloody hurt!
Tuesday, 1 October 2024
Favourite for October
One of my favourite positions for administering corporal punishment is with the recipient lying face down on a fairly unyielding surface with hands and ankles secured. No putting a hand back to try to stop the punishment or pulling her bottom forward at the point of impact in the faint hope it might lessen the pain. Often the person administering the punishment will put something under the target area such as cushions or pillows to raise her bottom in the air and make it easier to target while keeping her reasonably comfortable to lie there for quite a long time.
And then there's this option...
This is the scenario where he's thought "Why the hell should she be comfortable? This is a punishment, it's meant to hurt, and you know what, if she finds it uncomfortable... Well, good!"
And although there are several switches discarded on the floor after he's used them on her, she can see straight in front of her that he has plenty more if he decides she's not yet sorry enough for what she did. And she's going to lie on that hard wooden bench for as long as he deems necessary.
Sunday, 1 September 2024
Favourite for September
She'd had all morning fearfully wondering what her punishment was going to be. Now she was in the head's office she had part of the answer but not yet all. She'd been told to put her hands on her head and face the wall and he'd then tucked up the back of her skirt. But then he'd left the room and had now been gone for about twenty minutes. She had noticed when she'd first entered the room that he had a full array of weapons laid out on his desk. He had a large plimsoll - she'd felt that before and knew he laid it on with great gusto. She'd also been on the receiving end of his wooden paddle and had been bruised for at least a week after he'd blistered her rear end with it. But she'd spotted that he also had a nasty-looking cane there. She'd heard horror stories about that. It was difficult to imagine but there seemed to be a generally held opinion that it hurt even more than the paddle. She hoped against hope that she wasn't going to find out for herself if that was true.
Thursday, 1 August 2024
Favourite for August
It may be a long time ago now, but there really was a time when errant pupils in English schools might be given the dreaded instruction "Touch your toes" immediately before a caning was firmly applied to the recipient's bottom. I heard that instruction given to others on several occasions and it was quite chilling. It always strikes me as much more evocative than the American equivalent of "Assume the position."
And it is a lovely sight when someone can follow the instruction so precisely.
Tuesday, 9 July 2024
Those Chinese videos...
Monday, 1 July 2024
Favourite for July
- Both boys and girls did receive corporal punishment on occasion, but
- Boys were eight times more likely to receive corporal punishment than girls, however
- Girls were almost twice as likely to have clothing moved or removed for the punishment
Friday, 14 June 2024
Caned Every Day revisited
I wrote earlier this year about a curious film called Caned Every Day published under the Miss Marchmont imprint.
It was very clearly intended to be the follow-up to the film That'll Teach Them which ended with the three girls being warned that they would be caned every day for a week if they broke the rules again. The only part of Caned Every Day that ever seemed to make it to film was supposedly day 2 of such a punishment because their headmistress says that they are to be caned today, as they were yesterday, and in fact, will be caned every day this week. We've never seen any evidence of day one being filmed - it might have been that the plan was that on day one they would be allowed to keep some clothing on over their bottoms so it could be filmed last when the girls' bottoms were already marked from four 'days' of caning.
However, what I did recently come across was a single image that appears to come from another 'day'.
Saturday, 1 June 2024
Favourite for June
They do say that every day's a school day. On this particular day, Barbara found herself doing a lot of learning and in charge of that learning was her boyfriend.
"It's not a request - it's a requirement. Either you apologise to my mother or you get a smacked bottom."
At which point Barbara laughed. She laughed because talk of a smacked bottom was the sort of thing that might apply to a little kid but not to a 22-year-old woman expecting to graduate in a few weeks with a first-class honours degree in Electrical Engineering. So it was just a euphemism, wasn't it?
Had it been a euphemism he might not have taken exception to her laughing at what he said.
So the first thing she learned was that a four-foot-eleven-inch engineering student, if she was unprepared and not expecting this to happen, could fly through the air remarkably quickly and land across his knee and over the back of the sofa. The next thing she learned was his reference to a smacked bottom was anything but a euphemism. She would have thought, strictly speaking, that 'a spanked bottom' might have been a more accurate description than 'smacked bottom' but wisely decided that this was not a good time to correct his English usage.
She was also rapidly learning that her favourite brief denim shorts which she had always thought made her look really sexy were not very effective at providing much in the way of physical protection. At the same time, she was learning that all the time and money he had invested in his gym membership was really paying off in terms of the strength in his upper arms as the one kept her very firmly pinned down and the other walloped her bottom mercilessly.
The final element of learning was the realisation that no amount of crying and saying she was sorry was going to make one jot of difference until he felt the point had been well made.
Wednesday, 1 May 2024
Favourite for May
Ask anyone, they would tell you that Emily was an exemplary pupil. She was never, ever, in trouble. Zero detentions, never sent out of class, nothing. Some of the other girls in her class saw her as boring and too much of a goody two shoes. They would, secretly at least, love to see her getting into trouble, just for once.
So they'd probably be smirking right now. You only got sent to the headmistress if you'd done something really bad. Two of the toughest girls in her class had been in her office earlier this year after a series of incidents and any number of detentions and they'd both come back to class crying their eyes out because Mrs Jenkins had caned them. Her canings were the stuff of legend - bent over the back of a chair and at least four but often six very hard strokes across their bottoms. Jenny Wales had the full six after she'd been caught smoking at the time she should have been in detention. Pat Roberts got four for not attending a detention. She'd been especially unfortunate because they had a PE class immediately after her encounter with Mrs Jenkins so everyone in the class, including Emily, had seen the red tramlines on Pat's bottom and they were seriously scary.
Emily's best friend Melissa had been sent to Mrs Jenkins earlier this year. She'd been a bit unlucky because she'd forgotten to bring her French homework in. It was a genuine mistake but their French teacher was getting fed up with people not doing homework and decided to make an example of Melissa. Mrs Jenkins had kept her waiting outside the office for what seemed like an eternity and had then given her a real tongue-lashing for a good fifteen minutes. Melissa had left the office in tears even though the headmistress never laid a finger on her.
Emily was really scared as she made her way to the office for her scheduled downfall. Her legs felt like jelly, she wanted to be sick, and she wasn't sure she'd even make it to the office. Of course, like Melissa, she had a previously unblemished record, so she tried to convince herself that she was heading for a frightful telling off and it would be awful but it would be over soon. On the other hand, there was a world of difference between forgetting to bring your homework in, and calling the art teacher, Mrs Connor, a "stupid old bat" - not exactly to her face, but close enough and loud enough to know it would be heard.
She reached the outer office and with a deep breath went in. The secretary looked up.
"Emily Cooper - I'm here to see Mrs Jenkins."
She consulted the diary in front of her.
"Well you'll need to wait outside because she's on a phone call with the Chair of Governors at present but let me just check... Oh yes, there's a note here." The secretary stood up and opened a cupboard. To Emily's horror, she took out a cane and handed it to the terrified girl. "Right, take a seat outside and wait for her to call you in. You'll need to take this in with you."
Emily was already crying as she sat down. She'd never even seen a real punishment cane before let alone handled one. It felt so lightweight. It was hard to believe the reputation it had. But there was no point now in thinking she might get away with just being told off. And if she was caned all her classmates would know and some of them would make fun of her. The school would probably tell her parents as well so she'd have to face them, and if anyone walked past the office right now they'd see her with the cane and they'd know as well.















