Favourite for February

I suspect very strongly this one doesn't even come from a spanking series of photos - more likely just a more conventional porn site.  I think spankos will see this as a golden opportunity that may - sadly - have been wasted.  A very attractive young lady, great figure, obviously being naughty with her boyfriend...

And a very good illustration of why I have a really strong liking for tights (pantyhose for you Americans) in preference to suspenders and stockings.  And I can tell you, if I was that girls boyfriend, the very next thing to happen would be a very hard spanking on her backside before the tights came off as well.

Forests

In the UK the state (i.e. us) own some large areas of natural and ancient woodland.  Presently our government is contemplating raising revenue by either:-

a) Leasing them to private companies while ensuring that they protect the ordinary rights of those who use the forests for recreational purposes, OR

b) Sell them to private companies who will want to solely exploit their commercial potential and will put up barriers to recreational access.

The government say they want the first option so - judging by their track record for telling the truth - they'll go for the second one.  Now is the time to protest!

What better environment for some serious spanking fun? Relatively safe from prying eyes (just that frisson of danger that some ramblers might stumble upon you), so long as you're careful no worries about being overheard and if the spanker's hand gets sore or the one cane you've taken along gets accidently damaged there's a plentiful supply of organic, renewable and recyclyable implements readily available.  Not sure how is best to put this argument to the government but if they saw these pictures they'd get the idea.

A Survey of Rewards and Punishments in Schools

While - of course - I don't want to see websites depicting non-consensual punishments of under-age girls, I do enjoy video and photos that use consensual performers of legal age portraying realistic school themed scenarios.  The ones that work best for me are almost invariably the ones that have most credibility.  The problem is that, as the era when corporal punishment was used in British schools becomes more and more distant and the the Internet gets filled with ever more fantasies about schoolgirl punishments that purport to be "true" (and I have no problem with ones that set out to be pure fantasy) so it's getting harder to to be sure what would have passed for real.

Enter A Survey of Rewards and Punishments in Schools - a scholarly piece of research published in 1952 and a copy of which, by good fortune, has come into my possession.  Over the next few weeks as I make my way through it I'll be posting some of the key findings on here so those with an interest in these things should keep an eye on it.

Mr Whacker: Curiosity hurts

Just discovered one of my old stories posted onto a blog - great because it's one of many I lost sometime back when a hard drive failed - find it at Mr Whacker: Curiosity hurts

Favourite for January

This is one I've only ever come across as a standalone image rather than part of a series so I've had to let my imagination loose on what we're seeing.

I imagine the girl is phoning her boyfriend to explain that her father had been quite cross about her coming home so late last night but as usual she'd manged to talk him 'round and he hadn't grounded her or anything so they'd be able to go out again at the weekend. But no, she didn't feel like going out tonight as she had a few things to attend to.
Of course WE know that there maybe another reason she's not feeling much like partying right now...!

Favourite Video of the Year

Having started my regular Favourite Picture of the Month series I thought it only right to wrap up the year with a favourite video.  I have no idea who the producer or actors are in this and can't recall where it came from - however it's just different and in some ways just so authentic.

There was a brief period of time in British history when girls had begun being allowed to wear trousers to school but before the abolition of corporal punishment, and even if the caning of girls was rare, they were not unheard of - hence this scene could be a reasonably accurate depiction of a real school caning.  The uniform looks authentic, the attractive girl looks suitably nervous, the hymn heard in the background suggests she's been told to report to the headmaster's office during school assembly.  The office could look a bit more convincing but the caning looks as real as they could make it.  No unrealistic removal of clothing or huge numbers of cane strokes and she just takes the punishment because she has no real choice,  The headmaster doesn't want to waste time - one of the big attractions of corporal punishment was the efficiency of how little time it took, and he appears to hit her hard enough to make the experience one she'll remember and learn a lesson from.  An excellent six of the best across her tightly stretched trouser seat and he takes care to lay the last one on particularly hard as a warning for the future.  The absence of dialogue gives us the opportunity to use our own imagination about what she's done wrong.

This will be my final post of 2010 so wishing everyone a Happy Christmas and wonderful 2011.

December Favourite - Christmas Gift!

Just what every naughty girl should find waiting for her under the Christmas tree this year!

I love the rueful smile - for now she can make a bit of a joke about it, but she knows inside that before very long - probably before the new year in fact - she's going to have a fiery smarting backside as a result of a paddle that's clearly been designed to work very effectively over those figure hugging jeans.

Happy Christmas everyone!

November favourite

Much as I loved Janus, most of the spankings and canings in the photo stories were on the tame side - partly because they were always very concerned about showing marks.  This one depicting a shoplifter being caned by the in-store security was something of an exception - it did look like a really painful caning.  The fact that the girl bore more than passing resemblance to someone I had something of a crush on at the time may have helped as well....

Love Our Lurkers Day

It hardly seems any time since the last official Love Our Lurkers Day.  I recently added a feature that shows in a small red tab on the left of the screen the numbers currently viewing and it's quite a buzz to log and see two, three, four... even more other spankos are currently on my site.  Comments are nice as well - don't have to profound, don't have to give a name; just a word or two of reaction would bring a smile while I'm busy deleting all the spam that lands here.  If not, well keep lurking anyway.

Six of the very best

I've been following with interest discussions on another website with people recalling their experiences of being caned at school.  Disregarding the usual guff with the odd person claiming to have been made to bare their bottom for twenty stinging cuts of the senior cane there are some very authentic sounding accounts and one thing that seems to emerge clearly is that while many canings were designed to just make a point that the miscreant had overstepped the mark and to give them a bit of a jolt, sometimes it was much more serious and much more painful.

One wrote "The first time I got "the best", I was caught stealing money from the school library.  The first few canings I got at school were fairly tame affairs and I'd developed an idea that the cane wasn't that bad - so when my Headmaster caned me for the first time... the first stroke of what was my first properly done caning came as a great shock I could not believe anything could hurt that much. I thought something had gone wrong and I tried to tell the Headmaster  he was caning me too hard. I was horrified when he told me that he knew exactly what he was doing and that if I didn't bend over again, I'd get extra strokes - when I continued to argue, he pushed me back down and told me I was now getting three instead of the two he'd been planning. After the third when he let me get back up, he told me very clearly that he knew exactly how much he'd hurt me and he could make it hurt even more and I should just try and imagine what six of the best felt like next time I thought about misbehaving.  When I was caught stealing (and I'd arranged things so another boy had been blamed for a previous theft and been caned for it) I knew I was in for it, and the Headmaster did not disappoint. It was excruciating."

Four more of the accounts of "proper" canings are as follow:

“I can assure you that any more than two hard strokes of a senior school cane will have the offender in severe pain and unable to stay in position for the remaining ones. At our school as seniors we were held in position by another member of staff and believe me the intense pain in your bottom made your legs tremble and your cheeks clench and contract as if on fire.”

"Thankfully he didn't tell me to drop my pants. Just took me by the shoulders, turned me round to face the door and I bent over and presented my bottom to him for whatever punishment he decided I needed. He would decide. And he would punish. The waiting for that first stroke, the agonizing pain and the certainty that more were to follow, that awesome swishing noise that preceded each stroke, the sound of the cane whacking stretched trouser seat and then the pain, that awful burning. And then standing up when it was all over, trying to hold back the tears, opening the door and walking as bravely as I could past the headmaster's secretary who was sitting outside the study door in the next room where she could hear the sounds of caning from the inner sanctum, sitting quietly at her desk typing away, smiling slightly at me as she sat comfortably on her soft round bottom that hadn't felt the sting of the cane, watching me as I walked painfully past her desk. How miserable I felt, thinking of that contrast between my pain and her comfort.”

“He told me to remove my blazer and hang it on a peg. Then I had to pull out my shirt tail. Before I bent over, he said that if I jumped up before he had finished, he would start the punishment again. And when he had finished, I was to put my hands on my head, and not rub my bottom. I had to bend over a chair, push my bottom out so that my trousers were tight, and then he prodded round with the cane to make sure there was no padding. I had to be held in position. That task was given to the prefects. By the time he had finished, I was crying bitterly. The junior cane was no picnic. I stood up, one prefect tucked my shirt in, and the other passed me my blazer. They escorted me back to the form room with my hands on my head. I hadn't been allowed to wipe my eyes, and the rest of the form knew what had happened.”

“He then got a ordinary school desk chair and ordered my friend to bend over the back of it reaching down the front legs as far as he could so he was tightly bent over, then he gave him four hard strokes. I could see the cane sinking into the tightly stretched shorts. After the fourth stroke my friend was told to stand up and move over to where I was standing with his hands on his head. Then I was told to come to the chair and bend over the same as my friend had done. I too got four hard strokes. After we were admonished to watch our language from then on, we were told that we could go back to class. While both of us had taken the caning silently, both of us had tears in our eyes and in my case I could feel a tear trickling down my cheeks. As we left the staffroom the young female teacher was looking at us wide eyed. On the way to class we popped into the toilets and had a look at the damage. In both cases it looked as though the skin was just about broken and we were going to bleed.”