I can recall being the topic of conversations at the kitchen table (and being present or within earshot) where not only my “crime” was discussed, but also the details of my punishment (or pending punishment) were openly debated between my mother & another mother (WI friend) a Female neighbour or maybe my aunt if she were there. As promised my memory of my first detention slip home and mum’s first application of “the slipper” 😳

I remember l was in bed one night, probably aged about fourteen, it was summer. My window was open, the house the other side of my wall belonged to a stout lady, her name was very similar to Mrs.Trumble….(just in case her daughter’s read this!) a girl two to three years older than me slept in the bedroom the other side of my wall. Some nights through the open sash windows we would chat. I had a crush on her. She seemed so mature, with real pert breasts, and a pretty smile.NOTE : unusually for me in a story, the photos are not mine (in the first sections anyway, I have copied them from my vintage sections) When I got home that afternoon after school mum was in the kitchen preparing the evening meal as she usually was. After her usual greeting and asking “how was school today”? … I remember sheepishly saying “I got this today” handing her the slip of paper. She told me that the girl in the bedroom next to me was a very naughty girl, and that she had problems with her temper and behaviour. She said that although boys were naughty, it was mischief with catapults directed at greenhouse glass and throwing frogs at girls…my crimes! My sore bottom! But girls can be very naughty, peevish and spiteful if not spanked often. They need to be guided into becoming good young women, ready to be a wife, with a firm hand, or slipper, or even a stout, solid wooden hairbrush.

On a more lighter mood, I loved walking around the school and seeing all the wonderful science labs & gymnasium plus swimming pool … but as we did, all I could seem to think about was the headmistress’s accent on DISCIPLINE 😳😳

I recall her saying (something like) …. “what are you doing in bed miss? … I told you that you’re going over my knee young lady …. out you get!” I got out of bed as mum sat down on my bed; and, unbeknown to me slid the slipper under my pillow out of sight. IF ANY PHOTOS ARE YOURS, PLEASE LET ME KNOW, I AGREE, YOU SHOULD BE MENTIONED… TRUTH IS, I JUST DON’T KNOW WHO TOOK THEM.

If you go and visit them you will find that they have a truly international feel about them as not only are they sporting many many American Ladies but also many English, Scottish, Australian and even French Domina’s that take great pleasure out of putting adult boys over their knees and spanking their butts very soundly indeed. Before we go on, like I said, I hope to make the stories come to life with photographs. You already know Claudia my friend. She is to be Mummy… But if a girls mum, was, like most in the W.I. Or Mothers Union, then then they had to behave. Or else!

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She outlined how it was her way that the expected her girls to take responsibility and be answerable for their actions and pointed out that she was; (supported by the school governors) in favour of the detention process, the writing of lines & other punishment tasks; and, when she (as headmistress) deemed necessary ….. corporal punishment, to achieve the best for “her girls”. As I finished eating, my mum asked me if I had any homework that evening (which I didn’t) so she told me that as I’d been a naughty girl, after we had washed & dried the dishes, I was going to bed early. So….stupidly I was still talking with my friend and hadn’t noticed when the English mistress had entered the classroom (because it was protocol for all talking to stop on entry of a teacher) and after a telling off we were both told to collect a detention slip for the following day at the end of the lesson. Sniffling, I went over her lap as told and, as my mum was a practiced spanker, was soon wriggling and crying (as promised) across her lap as she set my bare bottom on fire with her hand.