May 15th, 2012


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June 25th, 2016

Sabrina’s Choice

Dealing with a young lady who steals. From a new writer to us

by Roderick Bottoms

Ms Stapleton glared at her young employee, Sabrina, who now fidgeted in her seat on the other side of Ms Stapleton’s desk. Sabrina seemed to be avoiding eye contact, but looked up anxiously when her boss spoke.

“Sabrina,” Ms Stapleton said, shaking her head. “This is a horrible situation! I had high hopes for you,” she sighed and trailed off. “Like you, I started as a med tech at 18 – God, 20 years ago now – and now I run my own facility. I worked hard, working my way up step by step, going to college at night, getting my degrees. I honestly saw a lot of myself in you.”

June 19th, 2016

Ellen’s Lucky Escape

A shop girl is caught stealing, and there are consequences. By a new writer to us.

By Hilary Wilmington

“I should have brought an umbrella,” thought Ellen, hearing the rain on the windows. When disaster was about to strike, as it was now, Ellen’s mind had a habit of straying elsewhere, to irrelevant things. She had not responded to Mr Barton’s last question, just sat there in silence. The implications were too awful to contemplate, so she didn’t contemplate them. There were rumours that Mr Barton’s wife had left him because she didn’t want to be the wife of a mere shop manager, although any of the local girls like Ellen would hardly have complained about being married to the manager of the largest (actually, the only) department store in the town. And so young! The wife must be very posh, she decided.

June 17th, 2016

From a Mother’s Perspective

A journalist investigates attitudes to corporal punishment.

By Lisamum

My name is Claire Cooper. I am a retired journalist, and I was browsing through some early papers from my career when I chanced to come upon an interview I did as a trainee back in the early sixties. The magazine I worked for was doing a series of interviews on ‘ordinary family life’. I was sent to interview a lady who had agreed to talk about her experiences and her views on corporal punishment or ‘a smacked bottom’ as it was referred to in those days. As you can imagine, I was very nervous as this was one of my first assignments. This is the transcript.

June 14th, 2016

Aunt Selima

A period piece with an American setting

By Jane Fairweather

It was a dream; of course it was a dream, but it was so vivid. Lucille was on the deck of the schooner (she knew enough about sailing ships to know it was a schooner). The sails had been furled, presumably by the pirates, and the schooner was tied to the larger pirate vessel, which still had its guns protruding from its side. The valiant little crew of the schooner were all dead and lying there on the deck. Some were covered in blood. Some were not covered in blood. Lucille noticed there were nooses hanging from one of the masts. Presumably they had been hanged by the angry pirates, who she could hear muttering that these idiots should have surrendered and not given them such a fight and the pickings were not worth the effort, let alone the loss of their captain. Then someone was asking what should they do with the girl, which was her, presumably. Then another someone was saying that they might as well have their fun with her. And then a voice with the sound of authority in it, it sounded very like her father, was saying that sort of fun always caused trouble; but they would have a different sort of fun with her. Then they were rigging a plank over the side of the schooner and were pushing her towards it and pricking her backside with a cutlass. Then she was out on the plank and it was bending under her weight; and then she was falling…

June 14th, 2016

Rear End Damage

A daughter in law pays the penalty for damaging a car

By Paul S

Martin was married to Louise and they were a couple in their mid-fifties, happily married with two adult children, Craig and Charlotte, who now lived on their own, plus their sheepdog Poppy.

Craig had married Daisy about 6 months ago, and she was a charming and delightfully fit young girl who frequently popped round to see Martin and Louise in her Toyota Yaris, which Martin had let her have when he upgraded his wife’s car a year ago.

Martin was mad about cars, and recently changed his ageing classic TT Roadster for a brand new hard top TT sport in white. He spent hours cleaning and polishing it, and trying out all the optional extras, like the phone links, stereo system and additional driver features of his new £30,000 car.

June 12th, 2016

Captain’s Orders

Set in the future, tradition is maintained. By a new writer to us.

By Rebecca Fox

In the year 2340, the world was richly expanded. Many of the newly colonised planets had reorganized themselves into societies that mimicked the lost civilizations of Earth. On one planetary system, Imperial Britannia, the society had developed the customs of England in the late 19th century; a system of gentleman soldiers who protected the galaxy against foreign invaders.

Captain Killian Heber was one such distinguished officer at Imperial Command. At thirty years old, he was already in charge of an entire military base, from the lowliest cadet to the highest intelligence officer.

June 8th, 2016

The Landlady

Two student lodgers learn the hard way they need to obey their landlady’s rules

By Kane Strokes

Many months had past since Helen’s daughter had left home as a married woman. Pleased and happy for her daughter, Helen missed the noise, the chatter and laughter that young women bring into a house, and this house was demanding those features of life.

The house was ideally set, less than fifteen minutes walk from the university, but only yards from open country and, better still, only a short drive to sun, sea and sandy beaches, when there was a summer to enjoy such features.

Helen no longer had to work. She filled her days doing the things she wanted to do, gardening, walks in the country, days out to places of interest, and of course some retail therapy. It was on such a therapeutic day, taking a break with morning coffee, she over heard a conversation between two students sat behind her. Their language was colourful, to say the least. When you stripped away the expletives, their topic of conversation was the high price of lodgings in or close to the university. An idea was born.

June 6th, 2016

Friends Reunited

A sequel to Mrs Gavin’s Prison Spanking

By Katie Hammond 

I heard a tap at my bedroom door and I sleepily said: “OK, mum, I’m getting up,” but I would give myself another ten minutes in bed before getting up this Monday morning. I had been released from prison two months earlier after serving eight years for manslaughter, and was still adjusting to life on the ‘outside’  which was more difficult than I imagined. I was released on licence and had to conform to certain conditions which the Probation Service had set, one being that I had to live with my parents and only seek employment at a place approved by my probation officer. That place was a charity shop in a nearby town where I worked for the minimum wage.

May 31st, 2016

I know What I Need

A friend’s father comes to the rescue when a little discipline is needed

By Lorna Brand

Heather stood dripping wet, fresh from her shower, ruffling through her drawers on the morning of her twentieth birthday. Her long dark hair clung to her back, dropping beads of water that trickled their way down to the carpet. She was still living at home although her parents were at work and she had a big day ahead.

Heather had been contemplating about her living arrangements for some time now. She had been trying to save up so she could move out into a small place with her best friend, Holly, but that was easier said than done. Heather had a part time job even though she was still attending college, so it’s not laziness that is her downfall but every time Heather got her pay cheque, instead of leaving a portion in her account or putting some of it aside, she managed to waste it. She was terrible at not paying attention to her spending habits. If she wanted a little treat or couldn’t resist a sale, she never thought about it. She never bought anything extravagant, just twenty or thirty pounds here and there, which was her justification, but it added up fast and as Heather never kept track, she inevitably found she had shopped her way into her overdraft before her next pay came around.

May 28th, 2016

Juliet Smithson’s Caning

A girl finds it pays not to be late

By Gillian Howard

It’s 09.10 am Friday 19 th July 1996. I am Juliet Smithson 5’8″ tall, long black hair, green eyes and slim athletic build. I’m captain of our school hockey and netball teams. I am standing, along with one 5th year girl and 3 boys from the lower 6th, with our hands on heads and noses to the wall as the rest of school file past us on the way to Friday Assembly.

It all started a week earlier. The Headmaster had proposed that the following Friday would be a charity ‘dress down’ day. He also added that just because all exams had finished too many pupils were arriving late and he was cracking down on it.