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“Ignorance is the road to nowhere,” ran the legend around the Saint Chad’s school coat of arms. Roland D Denston eyed the noble words with a sense of pride. Of course the words were in Latin, and he doubted half the staff, leave alone the student body could read them. He sighed. In the old […]


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 […]


Part One here In the morning it rained. Not so much just felines and co, but elephants and hippos. Susan cursed the longer bus queues and the overcrowding. Not that she needed a seat. After her meeting with Mr Barrington the last thing she wanted to do was sit down. In fact it wouldn’t have […]


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 […]


She Will Learn

06Dec18

Karen was hopeless. She had only been working at the office a week and already she made more mistakes in administration than any of the other staff had ever made in their entire careers. Miss Hazelmere was all for sacking the girl but paternal old Barrington wouldn’t hear of it. All he would say on […]


All Change

18Sep18

I was swimming through a few culled snippets – dozens of them, but all too brief to justify a post by themselves. Then I saw a common theme for a few of them. Most are from the past, which is a good job as today they would probably result in a court case. But all […]


Busy day at work: longer post tomorrow.


An Amelia Craven Story. Amelia Craven felt entirely out of place in her green dress. It wasn’t the finest, but compared to the heavy woollen work-skirts and coveralls she usually donned, she was as a queen. Then the carriage bounced her about as it left the better road for the track that she knew led […]


Part 1 here The duvet was comfortably warm, but not as comfortable as the hard man she snuggled up to. It had been years since Carolynn had anything like this in her life, not since… not since ever she realised with a sigh. Her previous sexual encounters had been grubby one-nighters or the fumbled culmination […]


Part 1 here “Now where were we?” John said with a mischievous grin. While her body still attempted to face the wall Carolynn rolled her shoulders around as she turned to offer him a sour look. “Ready for the final dozen?” he chuckled. “Six,” Carolynn blurted, “It was only six,” she repeated in a panicked […]