Room 2D

The first of two parts from Uniform Girls 40 The verdant woods are bursting with late Spring growth on this glorious hot May afternoon. The light green canopy of oak and birch filters the sun down onto wide expanses of dazzling bright bluebells. All is silent apart from the occasional chatter of a Spring-inspired forest bird. Otherwise tranquil silence. Certainly no sight or sound of human presence to mar this idyllic scene. But somewhat further on, a bit deeper into the wood with all at first sight just as tranquil and untouched by the feet of blundering humans, there are voices. Human voices. A man’s and a female voice. The man intoning and the female voice responding with a giggle. The voice of a girl, teenage probably. Can we perhaps get a look at this invasion from the so-called civilised world? If we can cautiously advance a little closer… Yes, in this clearing. Is it a man? It is but he is clad in a short-trousered outf...

A vintage Roué video with a Peeping Tom’s eye view. A startling fly-on-the-ceiling film in which we witness a shopkeeper punish his two errant employees. The first girl to enter his pokey back room is made to lay over her boss’s knee and with her knickers down, is spanked on her bare bottom. Girl number two — guilty of persistent lateness — is then dealt with in a similar, though more sever, manner. With her black nylon knickers down she receives an over-the-knee spanking and is then made to strip off completely. Naked, she is bent over a chair and her already painful bottom is smacked without mercy. Promising to improve her punctuality in the future she, after a few further stinging slaps, is finally allowed to dress and leave. Review from spankingfilmreview.com: M/2f; time: 30 minutes An ageplay over-the-lap spanking viewed completely through a peephole in the ceiling. One of the Roué ‘uncle’ characters is belabouring th...

Another AI enhanced repost of a favourite story. Here is the Mr Dupont story Andante Con Brio  from Blushes 2. ‘What you need, my girl, is a little re-education in the art of applying yourself whole-heartedly to your work. Don’t you agree, Rosalind?’ ‘Yes, Daddy.’ Rosalind fumbled surreptitiously at her knickers, lodged between her knees where they had slithered as a result of her struggles across his lap. She had been trying to find a convenient moment to retrieve them, but each time she had stooped forward so that she could reach he had fixed her with that calculating stare he had that could freeze both action and intent, so menacing was the gleam in his eyes. Again he intercepted her attempted retrieval of that insubstantial token of a girl’s modesty, and hesitantly Rosalind straightened up, blanching and feeling her bottom tremble nervously. ‘What’s the matter, bottom getting chilly?’ ‘N-no, Daddy.’ She avoided the tr...

Photo-story from Janus 142 Actually none of the three girls specialised in High Jump, but all were members of the college athletics team. The circumstances were extraordinary, and the Principal, Mrs Elaine Jenson; B.A. (Oxon.) had felt compelled to call a special meeting of senior staff to discuss the best means of dealing with the matter. Briefly, the month before had seen the opening of the All-College Athletics Championships, to which this seat of advanced academic endeavour had sent a team of ten of its sportiest girls to compete. Not all had done well, in fact only three got through the heats of their particular events, and two of those came first and the other got a first and a second in the Finals. A remarkable achievement for all of them, and one which rightly won a glowing testimony from the Principal and was reported at some length in the local newspaper under the headline:  College Girls Grab Glory . The reason ...