Posts tagged ‘Kenny Walters’

August 14th, 2019

That mystery photo – the results

Very many thanks to all who took the time and trouble to email me regarding the old photo that supposedly showed a young woman bent across a prison punishment block about to receive a strapping. All your replies were most gratefully received.

Many, including me, had doubts about the genuineness of the photo on the grounds that it seemed too good to be true. At the same time, we thought the photo had been quite well edited to produce the result shown. Some, though, were able to pinpoint particular areas which somehow just did not seem right. However, I’m indebted to Angela Fox for her expert appraisal.
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June 10th, 2019

Eight of the Best – Volume Two

Finally On Sale!

Eight new stories from Kenny Walters that are unique to this edition.

Contents

A Traveller Abroad

A woman travelling in the Far East is caught with a quantity of cocaine in her luggage. She knows she didn’t put it there, but is unable to prove who did. Consequently, she has to choose between prison or a caning.

The Gym Mistress

A sixth form girl enjoys a friendly relationship with her gym mistress, until she finds the mistress has been assigned the task of slippering her.

Hello Uncle Mike

After continual problems at home, a girl arranges a visit to her Uncle Mike. He has brought up children of his own and she reckons he will know how to deal with the brat she has become.
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May 5th, 2019

I Need a Witness

A girl has a difficult request.

By Kenny Walters

Tori Jackson got to the end of the corridor and looked round the corner towards the school secretaries’ area. It was nearly deserted with just two of her fellow twelfth-grade students, employed part-time to help out, tidying up and filing stuff away ready for the weekend. Tori paused, waiting for some moments in the hope one of the regular secretaries would appear, but none did. She looked at the clock; it was twenty to five.

“Oh, Tori! Can I help?” The nearer fellow student, a pleasant enough girl called Amy Fellows, looked up from wiping a cloth over a computer screen.
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February 17th, 2019

Paint Not Appreciated

A prank at school gets four girls into trouble.

By Kenny Walters

I’d been sitting on tenterhooks all through the first two lessons of the day. Mid-morning break was a very nervous affair, but when the bell sounded for the next lessons to commence and we’d still heard nothing, a faint glimmer of hope began to emerge. That was dispelled in the third lesson, when one of the school secretaries entered the classroom during an English lesson with Mrs Peterson. They had a whispered conversation which I certainly couldn’t hear, but then I felt I knew only too well what was being said. The secretary, Mrs Daniels, then stood back a pace for Mrs Peterson to make an announcement.
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January 27th, 2019

The Texas Saddle

Two American girls have a drunken night out, and their mothers make them pay. An old story revised and republished.

by Kenny Walters

Emily Carter slammed the Jeep Grand Cherokee into a vacant slot right across the street from the Tacahoosa Sheriff’s office. She flung the door open and stepped out into the morning sun. The tall dark-haired woman’s white broad-rimmed Stetson, freshly laundered white blouse and smart grey pin-stripe pants might have looked out of place in some parts, but not in this affluent township with its fine houses and outlying horse ranches.

A horn beeped just as Mrs Carter began to cross the street. Looking around, with more than a thought to giving the driver a piece of her mind, she saw a dark blue Ford pick-up pulling in behind her Jeep.
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May 24th, 2018

The Hard Choice

A school principal offers his students a choice

By Kenny Walters

In stunned silence, we exited the assembly hall with the other thirty odd year 12 students.

“Oh my god,” Mary Miller spoke as soon as we were out into the main thoroughfare.

There were a whole lot of things I wanted to say, but somehow nothing came out of my mouth. We drifted rather aimlessly in the direction of our year homeroom.

“I mean, we weren’t actually involved, were we Annie?” Mary continued.

“No, we didn’t do a thing.”

“So, we don’t need to do anything?”

“Well, I don’t know.”

“But if we didn’t do anything wrong, why should we be punished?”
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May 4th, 2018

The Mentor

A fictional tale based on a real-life event

By Kenny Walters

“You can get changed in here. When you’re ready, come out into the hallway and stand here, facing the wall. You have ten minutes.”

Karen Chatway smiled her thanks and entered the room. The door closed behind her as she looked around. It was a bedroom, a nice clean bedroom with pale blue walls and a white ceiling. She went over to the window and looked out onto a tidy garden surrounded by high hedges that meant no one could look in unless they were actually in the garden.

She put her bag on the bed and slid open the zip. A glance towards the closed door showed there was no lock or bolt that she could fasten, but she didn’t mind. She trusted Mr Whittaker, even though she had met him for the first time just twenty minutes ago. She stripped off her blue jeans and white woollen top, kicked off her tan coloured comfortable shoes and sat on the edge of the bed in just her black lacy French knickers and bra.
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February 19th, 2018

Caning School for Girls – Kenny Walters’ new Ebook

Pauline and Sarah Morrison are cousins who attend Marland House Sixth Form College for Girls. Sarah’s parents were killed in an accident some years ago, so the two cousins, both eighteen, are being brought up like sisters. Follow them through various encounters with the teaching staff, other girls and the strict headmistress, Miss Eleanor Witlow.

Discipline is, of course, meted out with slipper and cane throughout. Underlying these incidents is a thread that leads the two cousins into a major ‘crime’, at least in the eyes of the headmistress.

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November 20th, 2017

Teacher’s Pets

A young teacher ignores good advice. Another story from the archives

by Kenny Walters

“Never have favourites.” I can still hear my old mentor’s words even now, more than sixteen years since they were spoken and since I was let loose on the world as a fully qualified teacher. If only I had abided by such good advice!

It wasn’t as though Lorraine and Fiona were natural candidates to be my favourites; neither was particularly gifted in my A-level English class, although both would eventually struggle through their final exams. Nor were they particularly attractive girls; Lorraine was not especially pretty, and whilst far from overweight her figure suggested she was more of a hockey player than a sprint athlete. Her curly blonde hair was always cut short giving her an almost boyish appearance. Fiona, on the other hand, was slim and narrow hipped with reddish brown hair, well brushed and extending down to her shoulder blades, the front cropped in a neat fringe. Firm cheek bones betrayed her Scottish ancestry.
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November 19th, 2017

Girls’ Revenge

Another story from the archive. A headmistress helps two girls with a problem.

By Kenny Walters

Feeling very awkward, I was sitting alone in the room I shared with Danielle Matheson trying and failing miserably to complete my essay for tomorrow’s English Literature class. Every time I heard the slightest sound from the corridor I looked up, expecting Danielle to come bursting in. Was I really just feeling awkward, or was it my own fear?

Yet again, I heard footsteps in the corridor. This time, though, they were real footsteps. I strained to listen. Was it one set of footsteps, or were there more?

The door opened and I looked up nervously. When Danielle dashed in, wet and shivering and naked all bar the soaking wet knickers she clutched in her hand, I looked quickly through before the door was slammed shut. Danielle appeared to be alone.
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