Yank at English school gets ‘six of the best’

I very much admired young Macey’s pluck. He took a full headmaster’s six-of-the-best. I was there, I witnessed it and I know he did not have to submit himself to the cane. He might be American, but he was a young gentleman. Macey was a new addition to our sixth-form. He was an exchange student … Continue reading Yank at English school gets ‘six of the best’

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

Matty’s achingly beatable bottom

The boy across the street has the most achingly beatable bottom. I wonder if he realises. How would he? He doesn’t get to see it does he? You don’t get a proper view in the mirror do you, not even in a full length one. Maybe you’d know if you saw yourself in a photo, … Continue reading Matty’s achingly beatable bottom

Stand there. Trousers down, lad

“Stand there. Yes, just there. Trousers down, lad. Right down. All the way. To the ankles.” I did as I was told. We did in those days. Eighteen years old and in the headmaster’s study. This wasn’t the first time, but it would be the last. The exams were the following month and then I … Continue reading Stand there. Trousers down, lad

Squirt: A spanking love story

It was probably the most inappropriate relationship in the history of sex. I was thirty when we first met, he was eighteen. I lusted after him: always. He loved me. We first met at the Svengali Club. He hit on me and I wasn’t about to pass up the chance of some Spring Chicken. Squirt … Continue reading Squirt: A spanking love story

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

Winker Wilson’s visit

Mr Walter “Winker” Wilson exited the London Underground station and blinked in the early evening sunlight. It was September and the weather could not decide if it was yet autumn. A gusty breeze welcomed him as he joined the crowds on the High Street. It was not cold enough for an overcoat, but he had … Continue reading Winker Wilson’s visit

The headmaster’s guests

The headmaster and his two guests sat drinking tea in his study. The meeting looked to be a success. They had toured the school and they both seemed very impressed. Perhaps a deal was imminent. There was a tap on the door. Blast, the headmaster silently cursed. He had forgotten all about Thompson. “Excuse me, … Continue reading The headmaster’s guests

What strange times they were

“Take down your trousers,” he rasped. “Underpants too.” I shuffled uncomfortably. The room was cool, even though outside it was a fine spring afternoon. “Bend over my knee,” the vicar scrunched a large leather-soled bedroom slipper in his right fist. He wriggled his buttocks on the worn wooden armless chair and parted his legs a … Continue reading What strange times they were

The cunning plan

I made a fist with my right hand, rapped on the dark-oak door and strained to listen for the imperious command from within. It came immediately for I was expected. “Ent-ter!” the headmaster boomed. I surprised myself by my own calmness. I was entering unchartered territory. I took hold of the handle and pushed. The … Continue reading The cunning plan