Monday, 20 May 2019

              PENANCE 3. Betrayal?

I was alone in the small café, I heard my name, tho there are plenty of  Yvonnes around

in my age group, Oh hello I said it was my son-in-law, Scott a likeable rogue, tho technically no

longer my son in law having divorced from my scatterbrain of a daughter, he joined me for

coffee, when my daughter first started dating Scott I was pleasantly surprised, intelligent, go ahead,

charming and  polite quite a catch for my underwhelming  daughter,

tho my hub was not so keen, his parents were charming tho they seemed to have reservations,

not because they thought my daughter was not good enough for their son quite the reverse,

I soon found that tho he had no trouble finding a job he couldn't keep one for long and his get rich

quick schemes would have made Arthur Daly blush,

but his treatment of my Chloe was above reproach,

have you been renting your place out? whaat?  I said, people rent out cottages, apartments and some

 times pornographers will rent them and shoot videos, without the owners knowing,

I was doing some research and  a sidebar popped up I was just about to close it when I thought look

at that hideous ornament and those garish curtains it looks like Evies place,

I ignored his dig at my décor, and the silly diminutive of my name,

well I had a quick glance and it was two old nanas spanking each others bums, he continued,

oh! I'll have to look at that I said wondering what on earth was going on, I'll email you a link to it

when I get home,   thanks I said,

I clicked on the the link, yes that did look like my lounge, a woman in a flowery frock was being bent

over another womans knee, her panties down her bare bottom was exposed,

I scrolled on the ladies were changing places, the second woman was being given a hell of a

spanking,the heavy wooden backed hairbrush was smashing down on her bare bottom

my bare bottom, I felt sick I ran to the kitchen sink, I wretched but wasn't actually sick,

I was tearful, how could my friend betray me like this,

recovering my composure I sat and watched the rest of the video, it was obvious to me what Josie

was doing when she had guided me after my spanking, my bare bottom was clearly visible red raw

glowing like a sunset,

and then I felt sick again Josie turned me again front to the hidden camera, despite my hands to my

face, it was plain to see  that  my eyes were  red raw, tearstained, my body wracked with sobs,

and the final humiliation, my pretty flowery frock still rucked up my pot belly and pudgy thighs on

display, and between them my black bush on show for all the world to see.

could she not have spared me that, I felt like jumping in my little car and driving round to her house

and dragging her into the front street and beating her to a pulp,

then I calmed somewhat revenge is a dish best served cold they say,

I might even enlist Scott to help me plot revenge,

with some trepidation I entered the church for the Wednesday bible session, oh is Josie not with you,

no I haven't seen her since Sunday I stammered,

I drove past Josies house" a to rent sign was up, two workmen were standing by,

I approached are you interested they said I didn't know this was to rent, oh! some yobs pulled down

the sign,

getting home I reopened the web site, there were thumbnails of various storys all involving

spanking, caning etc, there I almost shouted out loud, it was Josie (if that was her name)

she wore a navy skirt suit, she looked strict she was lecturing a young teenager, then she ordered the

slim young woman to bend over the table, the girls short skirt rode up her nicely rounded bottom was

clad in tiny lacy panties,

"Josie" began spanking the girl with a hairbrush, after quite a few hard spanks she pulled the young

woman's panties down, the girl mumbled no please thru her tears,

Josie or whoever she was began to spank the girls bare bottom, my bottom could testify to her

expertise with the hairbrush, talking of hairbrushes wasn't that mine she must have purloined it,

before she left my house the thieving bitch,

so they had used my home without paying me a penny, and I'd been an unpaid actress, done up like a

kipper as Scott would say,

heaven knows how many pervy blokes would see my bare bottom, and the rest, the bitch appeared in

several other

videos usually as a headmistress punishing some of her pupils, or a strict mum chastising her


I began sobbing quietly I knew there was nothing I could do, I had underwent a real penance piercing

my self importance, The Good Lord had certainly punished me.

the end.

Friday, 22 March 2019



All those who practice penance spanking or self spankings for satisfaction,

will be aware that the general consensus is that it is extremely difficult to spank oneself as hard as a

partner would, it is advised to use a heavier implement than your partner (assuming you have one)

would normally use.

in my recent post I described a typical penance, i.e.. kneeling in prayer on a hard floor followed by a

self spanking.

but I have recently began attending a newly opened Evangelical Church,

I met a lady who was also new to the church, we hit it off immediately,

we met for coffee,  I imagined we would go for shopping trips and days out, as our relationship grew,

I call her my twin,  tho she doesn't resemble me in looks she is much prettier, I say twins in that we

are both short and plump, dark haired tho our hair is silver we neither feel the need for colouring,

happy as God intended us to be,

during our chats we both discovered that we have similar feelings with regard to penance,

she told me she kneels in prayer as I do, but told me she needed something more,

I took the plunge tho it might end our friendship, I blushed and stared down at my latte as I

hesitatingly confessed, to self flagellation,

I waited for her to storm out, imagining she would relate my awful behaviour to the church

congregation meaning I would be to ashamed to show my face,

my hand trembled rattling my coffee cup in its saucer, I felt her warm hand cover mine,

Yvonne don't be scared I respect what you have told me, I wish I had the courage to do the same,

do you use a whip? oh no I replied quickly, just spanking the slipper or hairbrush, that sounds great

she enthused,we could help each other I said in a tiny croaky voice, oh yes she gushed, that will be

wonderful, so we arranged our first penance session,

we both wore pretty, floaty, flowery dresses just below the knee,

we dined in a little bistro, we were regulars, Josie flirted outragously with the young Italian waiters,

she definitely deserved a spanking,

back at my bungalow, we stripped to our bras and panties, kneeling in prayer for half an hour,

then pulling our dresses over our heads,

we had decided what form our penance would take, I placed a wooden dining room chair in a suitable place

in the lounge, I sat  on the chair heavy wooden backed hairbrush in hand, Josie here I snapped

indicating a spot to my right, my pal obeyed instantly,

dress I barked, she slowly raised her dress clear of her pudgy thighs and revealed her well rounded

bottom, she was wearing lacy panties, drop them I said, she eased her panties down to mid thigh,

I guided her over my knee, right you disobedient little minx I'm going to teach you a lesson you won't

forget in a hurry, I was determined to make this sinner rue her bad behaviour,

with a resounding smack the hairbrush smacked against the milky white flesh of Josie's buttock,

and again I smacked the heavy wooden backed hairbrush down on my friends bare bottom,,

I was laying it on hard, determined to punish this sinner, you'll regret your sinful behaviour by the

time I'm finished with you I snarled,

Josie was whimpering, giving little cries as the heavy wooden backed hairbrush struck her bare

bottom repeatedly,

at last her ordeal was over, here stand in this corner and hold your dress up I snapped at my friend she

did so displaying her well spanked bottom, it glowed like a sunset she must be in agony,

after ten minutes or so her sobbing was reduced to sniffling,

a sorry sight for a mature educated woman her well spanked bottom glowing fiery red,

her panties around her ankles,

after ten minutes I led her to the middle of the lounge we knelt in prayer, soon it would be my turn to

perform penance for my sins,

we stood Josie was red eyed from crying, her face red, she pulled up her panties wincing as she

smoothed them over her ample bottom,

she smoothed down her pretty floral frock,

it was my time to face the music,

"get here you sinner" she hissed, I shuddered at the sound of her voice, my plump little bottom was in

for a torrid time in no mistake,

I steeled my self and stood by her side,  dress she snapped I lifted my pretty Laura Ashley frock clear

of my pantie clad bottom, I shuddered as I felt her finger grip the waistband of my lacy panties,

she quickly whipped them to mid  thigh,

thwack! ouch! thwack! eeech! without ceremony Josie was smashing the heavy wooden backed

hairbrush down onto the centre of my cheeks, alternating each hard smack, she continued to spank

my bare bottom, I could feel my milky white orbs turning crimson by the second, she was relentless,

obviously Josie was spanking me much harder than I spanked myself, she could bring the hairbrush

down really hard  hitting mty bare bottom with some degree of force, where as I when spanking my


had to reach back and its not possible to really connect with the bare flesh of my bottom,

being right handed the left cheek tends to miss out, no such situation tonight Josie could aim her

spanks at the centre of each buttock, spanking the centre of each of my bare cheeks, then

concentrating on the upper and lower segments, making sure no part of my poor sinners bottom

escaped the punishing hard wooden back of the expertly wielded hairbrush,

it was agony torment it seemed to go on forever my bottom was aflame my attempts to pray

for the good lords forgiveness for my sins had dissolved into sobs and cries of anguish,

Josie concentrated a salvo of hard spanks to the edge of my right cheek so far untouched it was

agonising, I didn't know so much pain existed,

nothing mattered my family, my friends, my home, my whole universe was concentrated on my

bottom, it glowed pulsated with pain, each spank, spank after spank became one torrent of agony,

at last it was over,

I lay across Josies lap, a dead weight, my bottom throbbing with pain,

stand up" Josie snapped I struggled to my feet, tears still pouring from my red eyes,

"Hands on head" she snapped turning me ever so slightly, her hands on my heaving shoulders,

guiding me as I shuffled my lacy panties around my ankles,

she turned me completelt around go and stand there she hissed I shuffled to the wall my panties still

around my ankles, hands on head, I sobbed my heart out I was in agony, my bottom was on fire it felt

like a blowtorch had be applied to my tender flesh,

I had completed my first real penance. amen.


Monday, 25 February 2019

revenge of the flirt?

Revenge of the Flirt. or The Biter Bit.

The Deputy Headmasters study. Dalton Road Girls High School.

'll buy you a new phone otr a tablet, please tiffany. I could lose my job,weve just had our second

child my wife can't return to full time work our mortgage is crippling"  oh really thats tough, you

should have thought of that brfore you before you made a move on one of your pupils, oh come

on Tiff you were up for It, it was just a drunken fumble on my part, you're an upper sixth girl not a


the young woman was dressed in school uniform, the sixth form variant open necked blouse a tight

short navy blue skirt, bare legs,

What about my offer well I wouldn't want your darling wife and kiddies to suffer, so I'll except your

offer of a tablet,  his relief was palpable, but your not getting of that lightly,

oh you want the I phone as well.

no I'm not greedy,

remember when I was in the third form, me and two other girls were caught smoking,

you gave us the slipper,  "Tiffany I have had to chastise many girls over the years an onerous duty but

one I had to carry out" he replied,

well I remember, you told the other two to touch their toes and gave them each three whacks on the

seats of their skirts, not that hard either, you dismissed them,

you dragged out a chair and told me to bend over the back I was terrified of you in those days and I

did it immediately. scared to disobey,

I still shudder to this day, at what happened next I felt your great hairy hands grasp the hem of my


and you slowly raised it clear of my bottom,

I remember your words, "they're not the correct school knickers I'm going to have to give you extra

for that infraction of the dress code,"

so my fine gel its six for smoking and three more for those little panties you've chosen to wear,

then you began whacking me with the big slipper, you layed it on hard I was crying, before the first

six were over,  three on each cheek the final three across both buttocks,

 left your study in floods of tears sobbing my heart out,you were a cruel bastard, you didn't like me

and you got the chance to hurt and humiliate me,

that's not true I was disappointed in a young girl who could do so much better academically wasting

her own and her teachers time,

you were a trouble maker and a disruptive element the whole of your school career,

and now you flounce around in the sixth form in your mini-skirts flashing your cleavage,

do your poor parents know that you're going to leave here with a D. for A level art and nothing more

to show for seven years of secondary schooling,

well never mind that you havent been told the rest of your punishment for being a pervy teacher who

cheats on his pregnant wife,  "oh lets here it" he snapped,

yes lets you are going to get what I got a spanking on your panties, so drop your trousers and bend

over the chair,and lets see the snazzy boxers Julia bought you for Christmas, keep my wifes name out

of this,

your not fit to mention her name, I'll do as you ask, he undid his navy blue pants and let them drop to

the floor revealing vividly pattern silk boxers,

he bent over the back of the chair,

Tiffany gripped the long handled wooden bath brush tightly,


The Small Back Bedroom.

the best laid plans of mice and men go awry and so do the not very well planned schemes concocted

by silly teenagers tho being almost an adult herself Tiffany has brought down the wrath of her mum

and an angry wife and mother,

the wife has discovered Tiffany's scheme to exhort the tablet, given a choice between prosecution for

blackmail or chastisement she has chosen the latter,

The young woman sniffed, Tiffany held back the tears already gathering behind her baby blue

eyes, she was resigned to her fate, she obeyed the adults command and quickly bent over the back of

the wooden upright dining room chair the only one left of the set that had belonged to her gran, it had

been in the room that Tiffany had shared with her elder sister until Chloe had left to get married, it

had acted as a

depository for books, tights, panties, socks, teddy-bears, make up, and shoes but Tiffany couldn't

recall it ever being sat on, it had once been used for todays purpose, when the sisters had a rare

falling out

mum had broken up the noisy "cat fight" each sister was bent over the chair in turn and  had her 

bottom smacked, they had consoled each other with hugs and cuddles,

but no chance of that today, Tiffany was on her own, she missed Chloe, never more than today,

her big sister had been the template for Tiffany's school career,

despite her atrocious behaviour and terrible academic record she had some how managed to avoid

being expelled,

avoiding the ignominy of failing every exam she had fallen pregnant and left to get married,

her doting boyfriend had a well paid job.

once she had dropped a hint on a booze fuelled "sisters nite" Tiffany had asked why Chloe was never

expelled? oh the heads had faith in me, you mean he had a soft spot for you, well I had a spot he liked

or his slipper did any road,  she said giggling.

and now all of the schoolgirls plans had fallen apart here she was an upper sixth former,

bent over for a spanking,

                                               To clever by half now Tiffany pays the price.

                                              a spanking similar to the one Tiffany received.

by a srange quirk of fate her plans had been uncoverd by her mum and the Deputy Heads wife,

offered the chance of being chastised or being prosecuted for attempted blackmail she had chosen

to bend for the long handled bathbrush and the heavy wooden backed clothes brush.

she certainly wouldn't sit comfortably for days,

Not only to be spanked by her mum but also by the wife of the man she tried to ruin.

the angry mum and wife would go first. Tiffanys bottom was in for a torrid time, her mum stood arms

folded across her ample bosom,

grim look of satisfaction on her ugly bracket as Tiffany would often describe her mums attractive


The Deputy Heads wife was to go first, previously  a teacher at Tiffanys school she knew well the

sixth formers terrible discilpinery record she relished the opportunity to to give the spoilt little

madam the mother and father of a spanking,

even without the girls blackmail attempt she would have had no quarms in spanking the attractive

young womans bottom,

Tiffany bends as instructed, her navy blue mini rides up to display her shapely bottom, barely

covered by her lacy panties,

Julia begins spanking the teenager, laying it on hard, the crack of the brush as it hits her bare skin is

frightening, the sixth former yelps like a whipped dog, tears are falling she cries for mercy, none is

forthcoming , the angry wife wallops the woman who seduced her foolish husband, what woman

would not want to chastise the girl who slept with her husband, the common little slut will be made to

suffer, at last the first part of the pretty teenagers ordeal is over,

Mum puts her teenage daughter over her knee.

All ready sore and tearful from the first part of her chastisement, the humiliated sixth former 

has no choice but to accept her well earned spanking, over her mums knee totally embarrassing and

an utter humiliation for the attractive young woman.

sniffling and whimpering, she yelps as her mum begins spanking her barely covered bottom with

the heavy wooden backed clothes brush.

already in agony from her first spanking with the long handled bath brush,

at last her ordeal is over she lies face down on her bed and sobs and sobs,

if you think your lying around like a loppy dog you are very much mistaken,

 you can help me around the house, whaaat! I can hardly move I'm black and blue,

just do as your told. her mum hisses. I've been finding out a great deal about you in the last few


you will be revising for the exams every spare minute, straight home from school and getting the

books out, no gallivanting to pubs and discos, you will get a couple of decent grades or you will be

very sorry,

oh! mum. don't oh mum me, the Deputy Heads wife has agreed to coach you three  nights a week

and she has my permission to smack your bottom if you slack,  oh why couldn't I have left well


the attractive teenager sighed.

the end.


Fresh from my bath, a vigourous rub down with a large bath sheet,

naked,skin red from the hot water and the towelling,  I stand naked before the mirror,

not bad for my age, without my comfortable bra, no support tights or shaping knickers letting it all

hang out, make up free, I pull my simple plain linen shift over my head it hangs to just above the

knee, I kneel on the hard wooden floor and prey for forgiveness, my sins are all little ones but they

mount up.

I will remain kneeling for thirty minutes then the second part of my penance,

A Lady Kneels In Penance.

bending over the chair my shift pulled clear of my now white bottom, I grip the long handled bath

brush tightly in my right hand,

smack! the hard rigid surface of the bath brush hits my right cheek, smack! and now the left, it stings,

I continue spanking my bare bottom,

four,five six, my bottom is now stinging,

I had to steel myself to continue, taking a deep breath I lashed the bath brush down as hard as I could

smacking my rapidly reddening bottom, I was gasping, tears starting to flow,

please Lord Jesus help this sinner to accept just punishment,

another five ,six a dozen it was agony my bare bottom was aflame, I continued spanking my bottom

in a frenzy landing as many painful spanks as I could, at last my penance was complete,

I dropped the brush to the wooden floor with a clatter, I was sobbing profusely. tears ran down my

pale cheeks I was in agony,

I remained kneeling, sore but feeling an inner cleanliness my soul at peace,



Sunday, 29 July 2018

The Day Of The Tawse.


Morag looked at the three other girls who had been summoned to the deputy headmistresses office,

they waited in the corridor as instructed,

Mrs.McLoan arrived shook her head at the sight of the quartet, in trouble again. McKinnon she

sneered not that I'm aware of miss the short dark haired girl replied,

well see won't we,  the sour faced old bat replied and entered the heads study,

the door opened come in girls,  the four girls trooped into the study they had all been there many a

time before, to receive a telling off or to be given lines to write out,

ah! what have we here four of the most badly behaved girl in the school,

they all wore white blouses with striped tie,and grey skirts, all of them shorter in length than

schhoolrules demanded,

well the wee lassies back in my study,misbehaving again,causing disruption,messing about in class

and wearing mini-skirts, "theyre hardly minis, Morag interjected adding a sullen miss to her


ah! there we go young Miss McKinnon,  always the smart backchat,

well you will be pleased to know there will be no lines for you to write out,

the govenors in consultation with the teaching staff and parents have decided that the unruly element

that is dragging the school down must be nipped in the bud once and for all,

our collective wisdom is that the reintroduction of the tawse is the best solution,

your joking a tall slim girl with long blonde hair,blurted out no Moira we are not joking,

and you four will be the lucky recipients of the newly arrived tawse,

it will only be used by myself and Mrs.McLoan,

tho traditionally the tawse has been administered to the culprits hands,

but taking into account you have exams coming up and will need your writing hands in good

condition therefore the tawse will be administered to your bottoms,

I want to speak to my mam, Maggie the skinny red head said almost crying,

all of your parents have been consulted and all have given their full approval of your forth coming


yeah! they would wouldn't they Morag sneered yes and you may find yourself on the wrong end of a

belting when you get home that goes for all of you,

all four girls have indicated their sullen acceptance of their fate,

we should have been warned of this happening, an announcement in assembly.

so if you knew of the new disciplinary regime you would have improved your behaviour?

yes Morag said with a shrug, your honest anyway I'll say that for you,

the tawse was now on the Deputy Headmistresses  desk it looked scary, thick leather and twin forks

at the business end,

well McKinnon as de facto leader of this little gang perhaps you should go first,

bend over the desk she did so Mrs.McLoan held her down pressing on her shoulders, the Deputy

Headmistress flexed the heavy duty tawse a few times,McLoan pulled the short dark haired

schoolgirls skirt well clear of her bottom, she was wearing the navy blue school briefs,

Morag bends for the tawse.

Morags navy blue school knickers are on display.

get ready lassie,the deputy headmistress hissed,she adjusted her position and brought the tawse down

on the teenagers bottom,

the crack it made on impact with Morag's bottom must have been heard all over the school.

the schoolgirls scream must have been heard in the next town,

she quickly lashed the leather strap once more across the schoolgirls bottom,

Morag yelped the initial shock had worn off, she was sobbing quietly, giving little yelps at the next

couple of strokes of the tawse,

a louder cry as the fifth and sixth strokes landed across her plump bottom,

well done, Morag the deputy head said sofly as McLoan helpred her to stand, the teenager was

sniffing tears streaked her plump rosy cheeked face, she managed to speak,

you were very brave Morag, please miss the girl said thru her sobs and gasps, please miss can you

spare the others.Im sure they've learned a lesson seeimg me get a belting,

that's very generous of you after you have took a heck of a belting,she looked at her colleague,

she nodded, ok you three go back to your class and take heed behave or else,

your parents will be informed that you were not chastised today as planned,

and they can punish youse as they see fit,

yes miss thank you they chorused and scooted away as quick as they could,

c'mon Morag I'll run you home and I'll tell your mother what a brave wee lassie you are,

I'd rather crawl she thought but kept quiet, getting away an hour early, and in a car won't take long,

                                                             Morag bends for the tawse.

At home Morag ran upstairs to her room flinging the door shut, she burst intio a flood of tears,

wracked with sobs worse than the tears she shed after having her pantie clad bottom  tawsed,

McLone explained to Morags mum that her daughter had had a terricic belting and did not deserve

another good hiding,

the chastened school girl was called down to the lounge,

you wont be getting a belting from me this time but you better watch your step in future,

yes mum , the tearful teenager said in a whisper,

ok, go and get changed for tea,

Maggie (the skinny redhead)

Well your the clever one, her mums first words as the slim redhead entered the kitchen on her return

from school,

I herar your pal got the belt " yes mam, it was awful she was hit really hard she was sobbing her heart


save your sympathy for yourself not that impudent little madam,you are in for the biggest hiding of

your spoit little life, get upstairs now, you may have escaped chastisement at the high school,

but you wont go scott free my fine wee wean,

Maggie trotted up the stairs she didn't dare defy her mother,

she realised she was in foer a torrid time, or at least her bottom was,

her mam plonked her self in the wooden backed chair she held the heavy wooden backed hairbrush in

her right hand, she indicated for her daughter to go across her lap,

oh! mam I'm fifteen not five,  five seconds to get over my knee or I'll take your breeks down,

Maggie did as she was bid,

five minutes later she was lying face down on her bed, sobbing her eyes out, easing down her panties

to let the cool air ease her battered and bruised bottom,


The End.

Monday, 18 June 2018

Married Life? Micks Tale.


It came as a great surprise to me, a shock really to learn that Sandra's sister Brenda had came up with

the plan to snare me as a husband and father to her child, don't get me wrong I'm not saying I was a

great catch,but in those days in a small town, a girl falling pregnant out of wedlock had two choices

get married in a hurry or throw herself in the river,

lets get some background I started dating (or courting as they called it back then) Sandra,in my late

teens, she was my first proper girlfriend, we indulged in heavy petting but hadn't gone all the way,

Sandra came from a strong catholic family,

she was seventeen slim with dark hair,

then I found out she had cheated on me with another lad a bit of a jack the lad and ladies man,

blonde hair like Brian Jones, the girls loved him.

of course Sandra fell pregnant, he didn't want to know laughed in her face,

she was distraught,confided in her older more intelligent sister,

she the scheming little minx came up with the plan to lure me back to Sandra,

she was the one to approach me, her sister was sorry she regretted what she had done,

she wanted me back, I was tempted I still liked Sandra,

but of course I had my male pride, then Brenda's master stroke, as the little madam had hurt me it

was only fair that I hurt her back,I can hardly black her eyes can I,

true I know youre a gentle soul Michael she said quietly, but you can make another part of her

anatomy black and blue,

I was keen, but played my cards close to my chest (or so I thought) Brenda was playing me like a

trout, will she really accept that? I queried,

oh! yes she desperately wants to make amends, ok I agreed we arranged a time and place,

It may seem strange nowadays, bizarre even that a teenage girl, a young woman,

would willingly accept going over a mans lap for a spanking,

but caning and slippering were still endemic in schools and parents were not averse to spanking their


I'll use my hand I said firmly, turning down the offer of a slipper or a hairbrush, thanks Michael she

said in a husky whisper, I preferred to use my hand so I could spank her for longer, drag it out, you

can go over my knee I told Sandra, she nodded eyes downcast,

I sat in the chair she stood at my side I guided her over my knee, her short mini-skirt rode up clear of

her bottom, she was wearing pale blue panties trimmed with white lace,

she gulped as I eased them clear of her bottom,

she was a slim girl with small pert breasts but her bottom was well rounded,

Brenda stood in a corner of the room, arms folded across her ample bosom, a self satisfied glint in her


a smug smirk in place on her plump face,

turning to the task in hand (my bride to be, if only I had known), I began spanking her bare bottom,

she gave little gasps at each hard spank landed on her pale tender bottom, left, right, up, down I

covered all of her bare bottom now turning from pink to red to crimson,

she was sobbing her sobs coming in choking gasps,

she was restless but made no attempt to break free,

I continues spanking Sandra enjoying it, she was paying for her treachery,

she wouldn't sit comfortably for a while.

at last it was over,I'll get along why don't you comfort your girlfriend she said grinning,

her sister gave a mocking round of applause, (the bitch).

part of the plan no doubt,

suddenly Sandra threw her arms around my neck I love you Michael she gasped thru her tears.

my heart went out to her I cuddled her.

I realised she had kicked her panties clear of her ankles,

she pulled her cotton top over her head and undid her bra,she was naked I had never seen her

completely naked she was beautiful,

I flung off my wrangler shirt as she was undoing my belt,we were lying on the bed Before I knew it I

was inside her,she was moaning this time with pleasure I assumed, I fondled her breasts sucking her

nipples, we moved in rhythm, I came in a  gushing rush, I was no longer a virgin but I was fool,

no wonder Brenda was smiking,a conving little madam, she had the pleasure of maninipulating a fool

of a man, the enjoyment of watching her younger prettier sister receive a good hiding, the poor

deluded girl so grateful her big sister had found a way out of her predicament,we were both dancing

to her tune,Sandra and I made love a couple of times more,me getting better at it Sandra lying as

unresponsive as a sack of praties,of course then the bombshell "I'm pregnant "the words no young

man wanted to hear. in those days it meant marriage, it was arranged quickly,

few guests my aunt said a friend of hers would let us use her caravan for a weeks honeymoon,

set above a bay facing the sea it was cold and blowy but we  went for walks and visted the local pubs,

Sandra was much more keen on lovemaking now perhaps the ring on her finger made her more


no longer a silly shop girl not long out of school but a married woman, the baby was born

prematurely (of course) but seemed like a full term baby I heard some of the old crones who had

helped with the home birth remark,

I was allowed to see my daughter, a beautiful little girl,a few strands of soft blonde hair tho both of our

families were dark, but of course all babies have blonde hair at first,

fourteen years later...................

Sharon as her mum named her is now fourteen, she has long blonde hair and blue eyes,

a hint of Brian Jones,

She is a pretty girl, becoming an attractive young woman,

she is dressed in the style of the girls in Whams last Christmas video,

she stands nervously in the lounge of our semi detached house, she is once more in her mums bad

books and that means she is due a spanking from her dad,

her mum stands arms folded across her no longer small or pert breasts,

she has been adamant from the start that I should chastise Sharon, she knows that I suspect,

well in fact that I know Sharon isn't my child, does she secretly think I will  take my spite out on the

teenager, while she watches approvingly,

I sit on the sofa I indicate to my "daughter " to approach and go over my knee,

she knows the drill since she became a teenager she is constantly in hot water,

her thin black trousers are stretched tightly across her small rounded bottom,

I waste no time and begin spanking her bottom hard, I hope that a sound spanking will teach her to

behave and prevent repetition of her bad behaviour so far it hasn't worked,

Sharon is sobbing now her backside will be sore I'm smacking her bottom really hard,

her trousers are thin and I can see the outline of her tiny panties,

my hand cracks down on the centre of my daughters left cheek then the right receives the same,

six spanks per cheek then I concentrate on the lower segment of the teenage schoolgirls bottom,

back to the centre of each buttock,

Sharon squirms, not trying to escape from my lap but just trying to alleviate the pain,

her bottom will be very sore by now, she is sobbing, not pleading she wont give her mum that


I continue spanking the teenagers bottom, striking her thinly protected bottom really hard,

a few spanks higher up her bottom, above the waistband of her panties,

then the final flourish, six resounding smacks to the centre of each cheek.

at last her mum is satisfied, I released the well spanked teenage schoolgirl she flees upstairs to her

room, her face red and tearstained,

later I speak to Sharon. I'm sorry I had to do that I say,  oh! yes I know mum makes you do it,

you could help by behaving your self I say smiling,  she laughs, what ever I do mum will find some

excuse to have me spanked,

c'mon Sharon you know that's not true, you're getting to big to go over my knee, please try and

behave will you.

I continued the parental chastisement until Sharon reached the age of seventeen and told my wife that

was it.

                                       The End.

Monday, 11 June 2018



A teenage schoolgirls plays the wag to meet a lad she fancies.

Two pals are leaving the school canteen.

Yuk! double English, enjoy it,  you'll be there too, and McCurry  has a bone to pick with you,

well I won't be there I'm going fishing down the Wee Burn with Drew,

fishing my foot .

playing the wag more like your mam will kill you if she finds out,


The Wee Burn.

Captured By Ghillies.

Dropping the fishing rod Drew wrapped his arms around the slim dark haired teenager,

they kissed,his hands slid under the hem of her schoolskirt he clasped her pantie clad bottom.

she was wearing lace trimmed thin cotton panties rather than her official school knickers,

suddenly she felt her boyfriend pulled from her arms, she blinked and saw three,four hulking men,

the ghillies who patrolled the rivers looking for poachers,

she saw Drew punched twice by a man twice his size, he fell to the ground and was kicked in the

side, stop leave him be will you, Catriona screamed, Drew gained his feet and disappeared in to the

trees,she was grabbed roughly by her arms poaching are you? aye you'll go to the girls borstal,

they'll teach you manners, please no we weren't fishing, the terrified schoolgirl stuttered,

the rod was just a cover story,if we were spotted the girl gasped, up to know good it seems,

oh!no juat a kiss and a cuddle, well you seem a decent lassie we will deal with you our selves,

she was held by one of the men bent double she felt her skirt raised clear of her bottom oh! their no

 the regulation Girls High Schools knickers they said seeing her lacy panties, wearing them for your

laddies benefit were you. she felt one of her green flash tennis shoes being pulled from her foot,

thwack! she yelped as the shoe made contact with her bottom,and again one of the brutes was

spanking her barely covered bottom with her own shoe she gritted her teeth,and tried not to cry,

at last they stopped smacking her backside she was sore but she would live she had had worse,

she felt her shoes thrust into her hands, "now hop It" she ran as fast as she could soon arriving home,


she dashed to her room, a few minutes later her mum burst thru the door " whats going on why arn't

you at school?"

they were in the small back bedroom she shared with her younger sister.

has something happened at school,

heavens you haven't been assutlted have you,

no mum I'm ok, no your not, I'm your mother I know when there something wrong please don't lie to

me Catriona,

Catriona told her mother what has happened,

well for a start that's one each hand for truanting, oh! mam please, and a spanking for wearing those

fancy panties,

and more spanking for going with that lad I told you to keep away from,

Morag fetch me the tawse and the book please mum told her youngest. Catriona  was mortified

she hadn't had the tawse at school for months

and then only off Miss McKinney who always went easy on the lasses,

Morag returned quickly handed over the dreaded instrument and skedaddled pretty sharpish.

Catrionas mother had given up teaching when she married and regretted it,

tho she doted on her youmger daughter, the bubbly academically bright Morag,

she had always found her eldest  a disappointment, Catriona at times sullen at others hyperactive,

her lack of academic achievement and her propensity for getting into trouble gave her strict and

demanding mother plenty of excuses to administer spankings and regular doses of the tawse,

she knew how to wield a tawse after using it frequently during her teaching career, and belting her

own wee girl meant  she wouldn't have to worry about an angry parent coming to the school to

complain that their little darling had a sore hand,

The pretty teenager was in for a torrid time.

gripping the tawse in her right hand she indicated for Catriona to stand in a suitable space in the tiny


hand she hissed, indicated her daughters left hand,

hold steady and keep that book in place,the dark haired teenager held her hand out the tatty

paperback book covering her wrist,

she looked to the side and squeezed her eyes tight shut,

swish! thwack! she  squealed it was agony, Catriona began sobbing, the bitch was belting her with all

her might,

in a daze she held out her right hand,

swish! thwack! She yelped it was agony Catriona dropped the book to the bedroom floor,

thrust her poor sore hands under  her armpits,

the bitch stood there hands on hips proud of her handy work,

the teenage schoolgirl just wanted to be left alone to recover, but no her mother spoke   "lets see what

your dad has to say"

oh!no please don't tell me da she pleaded, oh! had ya gob will yuh. mum replied dropping her usual

refined accent,

a middle aged man appeared dressed for an afternoon on the golf course.

after listening to his wife's litany of complaints about the behaviour of his eldest daughter,

he had spent the time it took the slim still attractive woman to deliver her tirade tutting and shaking

his head, obviously more annoyed at having to listen to his wifes speech than concerned at his

offspring's misbehaviour,

when she paused for breath, he butted in,

you deal with It will you,  I'm off to my golf, Catriona's dad said and left the room,

"well thanks for your support" mum hissed at his retreating back,

perhaps if I looked like a golf club you would pay me some attention she snarled,

still a shapely and attractive woman she was frustrated by her hubbys lack of interest,

tho Catriona got on well with her father she certainly hadn't wanted to go over his knee for a


but she was now terrified of her mothers temper,

right you, Catriona's dads attitude had enflamed the young mums temper to fever pitch,

take your good skirt  off. good skirt the teenager thought its the hideous knee length  navy blue

pleated school skirt,

she complied quickly unfastening and stepping out of the hated garment, she folded it calmly and

started to hang it over the back of the upright wooden chair,


mum snatched the offending garment flinging it onto Morag's bed,

it lay in a crumpled heap, "If I did that I'd get a row" Catriona blurted out and immediately regretted


Whaaat? you impudent little madam, I'll thrash you black n blue,

you are a complete and utter idiot,

how the hell did I ever birth you? they must have swopped you at the hospital,

a refrain Catriona had heard on many an occasion,

the fact that she and Morag could pass for twins and her resemblance to her parents and cousins

gave the lie to her mothers accusation of a hospital error,

you go over there not your damn skirt, she practically dragged the frightened teenager over the back

of the chair,

head down her hair cascaded to the floor, she gripped the front edge of the seat of the wooden chair,

her shapely bottom was perfectly displayed and her lacy panties offered scant protection from her

tawse wielding mother,

Catriona squealed like a piglet,as the thick leather twin forked tawse struck her barely covered bottom,

her mum raised her arm and brought the tawse crashing down on her teenage daughters pantie clad


left cheek right, cheek she continued spanking the unfortunate girls bottom,

aiming some slashes at the segments of Catriona's bottom left bare by her trendy panties,

the pretty teenager was crying, pleading for mercy,

she could only lie over the back of the chair her mum offered no respite,

continuing to lash the heavy duty leather tawse against her daughter's almost bare bottom,

at last her chastisement was over, her mum surveyed the damage she had wrought to her schoolgirl

teenagers bottom,

mum gave a satisfied smile, lie on yon bed she said pulling the distraught teenager roughly to her

feet  Catriona staggered and managed to fall face down on her bed,

she was in agony,


The Headmistresses Study.

Elspeth had lied to their teacher to cover her pals absence.

and of course was found out.

I am not intending to chastise you myself, I will leave that onerous duty to your mother,

you have lied to a senior teacher and to myself you will complete five hundred lines to be on my desk

by Monday,after assembly,

(what's onerous) she thought, there wasn't a mistress in the girls high school who didn't like belting

the lasses,)

I'll expect those lines on my desk straight after assembly on Monday morning.

and as it will take you most of the weekend to complete the lines I have suggested to your mother that

she doesn't hit you on the hands,

and I would suggest you choose your friends more carefully in future,

your academic standards have slipped badly since you teamed up with Catriona,

I had you marked down as a cert for university, you were one of the last of the lassies I would have

imagined being in my study for a serious breach of discipline,

Miss McStein, will end up working as a shopgirl if shes lucky you can do so much better don't

disappoint your teachers and your parents,

Elspeth Home.

Elspeth arrives home trying to sneak upstairs without being seen, no such luck,

Go to my room and fetch the hairbrush, her mother spoke calmly,

the slim teenager remove her school skirt carefully putting in on a hanger,

"get here now you deceitful little madam"  her mother guided the teenager over her knee,

I'll teach you to lie to your teachers and shame our family,

the plump woman began spanking her teenage daughters bottom,

Elspeth yelped and gasped as the heavy wooded backed hairbrush struck the seat of her navy blue

GHS,  knickers,

the girls mum continued spanking her daughters bottom laying it on hard,

Elspeth was crying sobbing pleading for mercy,

she began to writhe attempting to escape the hairbrush, her bottom was aflame,

her mum momentarily paused,

"Elspeth, if you don't stop struggling and lie still Ill pull down your breeks and tan your bare arse

black and blue"

the slim teenager tried to comply, her mum continued to spank her daughters knicker clad bottom,

getting her second wind she was determined to teach her errant teenager a lesson she wouldn't forget,

she continued spanking the poor girls bottom,

hitting her daughter as hard as she could.

finally she was satisfied, she felt a pang of pity and remorse at the sight of her weans tear stained


the forbidden mascara Elspeth  had applied in the girls cloakroom had run down her face,

red eyes, running nose, the intelligent, sophisticated young woman was reduced to a quivering


she hugged the teenager, here love its over be a good wee lassie in future,

The Girls High School.

Elspeth had decided she would drop Catriona and concentrate  on her studies,

Monday after assembly having handed in her "lines" and apologised for lying to ???

she sought out Catriona, explaining that she would be spending more time studying,

and wouldn't be able to see much of her erstwhile pal." oh! yeah feck of yee daft cow"

Catriona said with a snarl,

Elspeth turned and walked to her next lesson, "yeah feck off you stuck up wee bitch"

shush you daft sod heres McKinney,one of the girls hissed,

Elspeth couldn't help feeling a pang of sorrow when she saw her former pal siting alone in the yard,

the girls in her year were studying for uni or good careeres they didn't want to associate with a trouble


a few girls from second year had hung about Catriona for  a while but so realised they were

just asking for trouble,

she was so lonely she had even approached Drew, Oh! he sneered you want to go with a yella bellied

rat and a lowdown dirty snake now do you?

I've a new lassie now and here she is, Catriona looked up the road whaaat! the lass looked about

twelve ,

as she drew close Catriona recognised her a fouth former a tiny little thing,

her mum was know to be strict about her daughters dress,

she wore a baggy below the knee pleated GHS.skirt and white knee socks oddly her shoes were black

with a large brass effect pirate buckle,

an unruly mass of ginger hair and a face full of freckles no bust to speak of, it was Isla Menzies,

hi Cat she said, linked arms wirth the smirking Drew and reached up to peck his cheek,

she turned for home, Morag her kid sister stood arms folded shaking her head, is it that bad? she said,

just saying hello that's all, yeah sure well I'm going to be your mate from now on,

get home get your glad rags on we're going to the cinema, mums gave me the money,

thanks Morag I'm so glad your my sister, oh don't start greeting you big soft lump,

Catriona left the Girls High School with  a couple of half decent results and obtained a trainee

management position at McBrents department store,

Islas mother found out her daughter was going with the towns bad boy and gave her the mother and

father of a good hiding,

                                                                  The End.

A schoolgirl receives the tawse.

                                       For what yee are about to receive, heaven help yee.