July 31st, 2018

Julie Small Story

A normally well behaved girl finds herself in trouble

By Gillian Howard

I am Julie Small but, unlike my name, I am 5’8″ tall, slim, athletic build, black hair, green eyes and 32A size 8. My two best friends are both of similar build to me and they are Samantha Gill, blonde long hair with blue eyes, and Amanda Jones, auburn hair with brown eyes. We have been friends since we  first started school and all passed our 11+ and go to the local mixed grammar school and are in the upper sixth. We are considered to be swots and goody goodies by our classmates as we are some of those that have never been in any kind of trouble at school, but some of that is because we have been very lucky at times. The most stupid rule we had was that we had to wear full uniform at all times, including our green berets, whenever we were outside of school.
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July 25th, 2018

Airline Discipline

A senior stewardess is disciplined, but later has to discipline her colleague

By PS

Anna was a sprightly flight manager working for a major airline on long haul routes, mainly to the Far East. She had been with the airline on Far East routes for 5 years and was promoted rapidly to Flight Manager as she had a way with people and was organised and usually highly disciplined in her approach.

She worked as part of a team of 12 regular cabin staff including Captain Marshall, Flight lieutenant Ross and Navigator Ellie. The team would change from time to time due to holidays, sickness, maternity leave, and new staff and retirements, etc.
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July 23rd, 2018

The Lodger

A girl learns it is not wise to pry into things that do not belong to her.

By Steven Wilson

I stood in the doorway and waved my parents off as they headed to the airport. I remained watching as the taxi made its way down the road until it was eventually out of sight, at which point I turned and closed the door. My name is Sally Nugent and my parents run a Bed and Breakfast establishment in Eastbourne. The story I am about to relate started, I think, at this point in time, three weeks ago now, and it’s one that I consider has not yet reached its final conclusion.
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July 22nd, 2018

Smoking Pajamas

 Middle of the night punishment for two girls at boarding school
By Brian Melville

Melony Hastings and Claire Harper were both attending St Helena’s boarding school, an exclusive all girls school in the far west of London where corporal punishment was still used. Both the housemaster and matron were authorised to use the cane if felt appropriate. The headmistress herself refused to administer corporal punishment.

Melony and Claire were both in the upper sixth form and were sharing a room. For upper six form girls there were only two in a room, whereas for the lower forms there were six to a dormitory. As the two girls had been in the same dormitory ever since first year, so they became best friends, doing everything possible together, including playing netball for the schools first team.
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July 22nd, 2018

The question of realism – Part 3 of the survey

Thank you again to those that have responded to parts 1 and 2 of the debate. In the first part we looked at Judicial and Military punishments. Then, in part two we considered those that enjoy receiving corporal punishment and domestic punishments. It was interesting that those that responded were male and expressed views in favour of exploring fantasy, even if some scenarios push the concept of reality a bit far.

One respondent compared the authority of a doctor to that of a highly respected teacher and argued that you would not question a doctor when instructed to undress for an examination so why would you question your headmaster when told to remove clothes to make your impending caning more effective? Certainly this was more plausible in the past when teachers were to be feared and really did carry respect. This author was caned after being made to totally undress below the waist in the early seventies and the idea of objecting or refusing was unthinkable.
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July 20th, 2018

Pranksters

What started as a bit of fun has consequences

By Brian Melville

Cindy Barnes and Cindy Baxter are both students attending the sixth form at Pennington Hill Grammar School for Girls, in the far east of London. Pennington Hill is one of only a few private schools in London where corporal punishment is still used regularly. The deputy headmistress, using her size 12 plimsoll slipper, and the headmaster, using one of his four crook handled canes, are permitted to use corporal punishment applied to the girls’ bottoms.

Pennington Hill Grammar School for Girls has a very traditional summer and winter school uniform for all students from first to sixth form. The summer uniform consists of a maroon skirt, maroon blazer, maroon V neck pullover and jersey, white long sleeve blouse, maroon knee socks, black Mary Jane school shoes with the strap and silver buckle over the top of the foot. The winter uniform consists of only two changes, the maroon skirt and knee socks making way for maroon trousers and ankle socks. At Pennington Hill, all students are known by their surnames, and all female staff are addressed as ‘Miss’, while male staff are addressed as ‘Sir’.
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June 26th, 2018

Six Coat Hooks Outside The Head’s Study

Caning in a girls’ school 

By Julie Baker 

My name is Mrs Jane Stokes (nee Young) and I was born in Norwich in 1956. My parents were both doctors and I have no brothers or sisters. Aged five, I started at the all girls school, St Mary’s, which is located in the Norfolk countryside about 10 miles from the city. Until the age of 13 I travelled to school on the bus each day, but thereafter my parents arranged for me to become a boarder. I’ve always been a very sociable person, with a great love of sport, so this arrangement suited me perfectly. I absolutely loved my school years.
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June 19th, 2018

The Caning After the Caning

Two girls and a school secretary learn honesty is the best policy.

By Jane Fairweather

A game of Pirates was in full swing in the Lower Sixth PE lesson and, judging by the exuberant noises, most of the girls were thoroughly enjoying it, prancing round wildly up and down beams and ropes and wall bars and across benches, some trying to catch and some trying to get away. All the girls were in the prescribed white tops, but somehow most of them had ignored the rules about what to wear on their bottoms, and the mixture of rather inelegant blue shorts, stylish gym knickers, which was what they were supposed to be wearing, and what were undoubtedly school knickers, was not very aesthetic. Alison Holt in particular was wearing a rather faded rust red pair of old school knickers that were extremely tight on her and showed far too much. Alison always aggravated her PE mistress; she was so full of herself and she had a plump bottom that always seemed to beg for someone to send a springy length of bamboo swishing into it.
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June 16th, 2018

Rough Justice

Punishment in a foreign land

By Avena

The metal door banged open and two dark burly figures appeared.

“Hey, thank goodness. Please…”

Instead of replying, the men yanked me off the stone-cold floor and twisted my hands behind me. The same metal rings cuffed my skin as my hands were handcuffed together. A dark hood was draped over my head, causing me to kick and scream louder as they half walked, half dragged me out. After a few minutes, I was sat down and one ring of the cuffs was removed, but seconds later I heard another click. Only then was my hood removed.

I found myself staring at two figures, one a rather lean guy with a moustache and, next to him, an older lady. I was about to speak when the man started rattling off in a strange language I could not comprehend. I was in some newly independent Eastern Country, where I mainly get by with hand-signs and broken English. His rant continued on for more than ten minutes, then stopped. Again, I tried to respond, but this time the woman spoke with a thick accent.
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June 14th, 2018

House Rules

A lodger learns to follow the rules. By a new writer to us.

by Stephen Peters

Nicola Green was a 21 year-old graduate in English Literature from Exeter University. She had been fortunate to get an offer of a 6 month internship at a small, but respectable, London publishing house starting 2 months after she graduated with an upper second class degree. The problem was that, as so often is the case in today’s ultra-competitive market, the position was unpaid. The company were promising that there would be an opportunity to become a full-time employee at the end of her internship, but for the first six months Nicola was required to ‘learn’ for free.
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