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A good friend of ours, Kia Sera, who writes an interesting blog, Acknowledging Imperfection, is an American living in Ireland. In recent times she has become involved in helping out with the Irish spanking project, Class Ireland. To quote their mission: CLASS Ireland, the Continued Learning Academy for Switches and Submissives, is a school which […]


The line drawing by Malteste is taken from the Petite Dactylo (the little typist), which was a spanking novella by Pierre Dumarchey, published under the name of Sadie Blackeyes. The heroine of the novel suffers a series of misadventures, most ending with a spanking or a birching. Whether or not it was grounded in reality […]


Much has been written about the birch. A Voice even carried some anecdotes a few years ago about the old country custom of sending maids out dressed only in their shift to gather birch roads for a good sound birching. This is custom prevalent in some places before the First World War, seems to have […]


Prussia was the largest country in what is now Germany, occupying the north of that territory with its capital in Berlin. I will spare you the history, but by reputation Prussian society was austere, militaristic and disciplinarian in outlook. This attitude extended to the raising of women, particularly in the Junker (gentry) class who were […]


“They didn’t have the cane when you were at school?” Erin asked the young woman pleasantly. “Well duh?” Karen Mayfield replied indolently, she was actually chewing gum. It was anybody’s guess what her natural hair colour was, at the moment it was a scraped back chemical red with white bleached streaks. Most of Erin’s participants […]


Carrie re-read the essay again and smiled. It was definitely on zeitgeist and she would definitely get high marks. She tugged at unkempt strands of red hair that fell unevenly onto her misbuttoned turquoise cardigan. The longest strand reached her mouth and she chewed on it absently. Why do people do this stuff? It was […]


Old School

29Mar16

Kimberly was bored. A trip to the charity shop had been fun, but there was only so much vintage clothing a girl could buy. Not that they didn’t have some neat stuff, she thought admiring herself in the shop window. The woman looking back her was much younger and might be taken for a girl […]


Justice is swift. The house was tall and forbidding. The grubby yellow London Brick was detailed here and there with what once have been high status red edging. But it had been 50 years since its glory days and now the old school for the daughters of the gentlefolk was not what it was. Marcus […]


“Well I said I am sorry,” Ruth announced haughtily, “If that isn’t good enough for you then I am going to my room.” This imperious announcement was followed by a flounce and a door slamming exit that rumbled on as heavy stomps ascended the stairs. The fiery little redhead would be unliveable with for the […]


The acrid smell of old wood and wax polish assailed her nose and she was immediately transported back. Even the maroon paint rising to shoulder height halfway up the magnolia painted corridor walls hadn’t changed. Amanda smiled affectionately and she straightened herself. Heels and toes, heels and toes; the mantra ran through her mind as […]