The Private Tutor

The Private Tutor What can fathers do when their sons fail their school exams because they spend too much time out with girlfriends, clubbing and playing in a rock band? Call for The Private Tutor. Using traditional educational approaches, he will soon lick them into shape. The whippy rattan cane, the taws, the paddle and … Continue reading The Private Tutor

An old-fashioned dad

The three lads were seated together at a table in the students’ union bar, each staring at the screen of their phones when Gaz approached beer bottle in hand and breathless. He obviously had important information to impart. “You’ll never guess, you’ll never guess,” he beamed. “I can hardly believe it myself.” None of his … Continue reading An old-fashioned dad

Thieving cousins

Seth Miller and his cousin Zach stood facing the kitchen wall. Hands on heads, jeans and underwear at their feet; their asses glowing. Zach blinked back tears determined not to cry in front of his cousin. Ernest Miller sat at the table sipping coffee, admiring his handiwork. The dark red marks had already started to … Continue reading Thieving cousins

Brad, the spanking-movie star

Brad Maguire was to become the star of spanking movies; but first he had to go over his boss’s knee. It started the day I first met Billy at the burger bar. I had a part time job there: mostly I worked Saturdays because I was still in my final year at school. Billy was … Continue reading Brad, the spanking-movie star

A snapshot from my Mind’s Eye

This isn’t a real photograph, it’s a snapshot from my Mind’s Eye. A memory I can see in my head of something that really happened, quite a long time ago. The boy with his pyjama bottoms at his knees and his bare bum pointing at the ceiling is my cousin Mark. He’s over the knees … Continue reading A snapshot from my Mind’s Eye

Mr Hennessey’s Boys: The hotel suite

It was all very simple. There was never anything complicated about it. Everything was organised well. All we had to do was turn up at the right place at the appointed time and let him do it. I did it four times, then I suppose he got bored with me and he got someone else. … Continue reading Mr Hennessey’s Boys: The hotel suite

A housemaster muses

Without doubt the most annoying thing about being housemaster at a boarding school is I am never off duty. There is not a moment of the day I can truly call my own. By the nature of my work I have responsibility for a house full of schoolboys. During the day I am one of … Continue reading A housemaster muses

A spanking before bedtime

Go to your room, get changed into you pyjamas and meet me in the lounge. You’re getting a spanking before bedtime. ……. Come in, stand there. Don’t slouch. Look at me when I’m talking to you. When I took you out of that half-way house for young offenders and gave you a room in my … Continue reading A spanking before bedtime

Uncle loses his patience

Right Trent, this is what’s going to happen. You are going to take down those pyjama bottoms and bend over my knee. I’ve warned you often enough. Ever since we took you in you’ve been nothing but trouble. Now, you’ve left your aunt in tears with your rudeness. I will not stand for it. I … Continue reading Uncle loses his patience

The Private Tutor — part 1

“I told your father that I would employ traditional teaching methods,” he said reaching into his canvas bag and withdrawing a wooden paddle. “And, that means corporal punishment.” He rolled the words “corporal punishment” around his mouth with some relish, enjoying every syllable. He held the paddle by the handle and waved it close to … Continue reading The Private Tutor — part 1