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Story from Janus 57 by Michael Burntwood Gym shoes pattered over the varnished wooden floor of the gym hall. The netball match had started. It would settle the question, which team was to be appointed to play in the school championship final against the winning team from the fifth form heats. Long-legged sixth form girls were running up and down from one side to the other following the ball, eager to do their best to win the game and on Parents’ Day belong to the team which would show the younger girls that sixth form young ladies as always are the best. One of the teams was dressed in dark blue leotards and the other wore white sleeveless vests tucked into brief running shorts of shiny red nylon. Today, however, it seemed as if there was something wrong. Miss Hampton, the gym teacher, had to blow her whistle to break the game from time to time. Again the shrill tone from her whistle sounded within only the first minutes...

Five more illustrations by Hardcastle from the Contents pages of Janus magazine. From Janus 136 . Reminded of Janus #7. From Janus 137 . Reminded of Janus #8. From Janus 138 . Reminded of Janus #9. From Janus 139 . Reminded of Janus #10. From Janus 140 . Accidentally tucked up.

From Blushes 36. I’m very fond of this model — with her big hair, eyeliner, and choice of clothes she’s the epitome of the eighties girl-next-door type that I used to hang out with (and occasionally date). I can just imagine her listening to Bananarama, Duran Duran and Adam and the Ants wearing leg-warmers and a snap-crotch leotard. For the second time in a week, Sarah was sent scampering upstairs. Her mother gave her the usual curt instructions. ‘Into the Guest Room, young lady. And just you get yourself ready.’ The girl ran upstairs immediately, knowing that to argue would almost guarantee another extra punishment. It was bad enough already. Swearing at her mother was quite inexcusable. At the top of the stairs she turned to the door on her left and opened it, stepping hesitantly into the bright but bare room. She could already feel the clammy cold sweat on her forehead and her hands. Just thinking about her punishment was bad e...

A little additional Thursday bonus. If you recall the lovely short story Spectators’ Gallery , here is a rather nice AI-enhanced version of one of the pictures from it that was posted on spankingforum.su recently. The smug satisfaction on Mr Morse's face as he teases  young Charlotte  contrasts nicely with the eyes-closed embarrassment and humiliation written large on her own face.

From Janus 43 Mrs Elizabeth Davenport was the name we gave to the remarkable lady who modelled in a chastising role in  Exactly So & Even More Exactly So but showed her true submissive nature as a recipient of pain-for-pleasure in  Older Woman, Younger Man  ( Janus 36 ). A 40-year-old real-life housewife and mother, she is radiantly married to that notorious chastiser of erring females’ behinds, Arthur Jardine ( Burning Injustice , The Return of Mr Jardine ) — also a pseudonym. Yet, as she poignantly reveals in this authentic interview, she and her husband had been married nine years before he popped the question upper-most in all our minds… JANUS:   Can you tell us briefly of your background? ELIZABETH: I was born in Cheshire. I lived there for 14 years, then came down here. I wouldn’t want to go back there at all, I do like the south. There was no CP as such at school although I did manage ...