Room 2D

‘Crying already? Why we haven’t even started yet. What a fuss. You really are a silly girl aren’t you? I’ll give you something to really cry about, you wretched thing.’

The story from Blushes Supplement 27 continues… Not Meadowcroft Road or Mr Philpot. Not today at least. Today it is Beechwood Road. A house called  Fairview . A gentleman called Mr Viney. This girl called Jill Maxby, this still very new Buzee-Bee, tries to concentrate on the road, watch where she is going, and not think about anything else. Well, crashing the poor Mini would be worse, wouldn’t it? Worse even than… She is a still new Buzee-Bee because it is Thursday and Mr Philpot was Wednesday. Yesterday. This is only her second assignment. But of course there is an awful lot of difference between your first Buzee-Bee assignment and your second. The first one… opens a girl’s eyes. She pretty much knows the score now. As she also knows the score regarding ideas about refusing, leaving, making complaints. Forget all that, Mrs James said, smiling her nice smile. Just be a sensible girl. Think of what you’re earning, Jill. And what

A charming film. I don’t recall seeing this lovely young lady anywhere else. Review from  spankingfilmreview.com : Every once in a while, a film just strikes a chord in us; it is probably personal to us. This film has beauty, ageplay, a naughty and illicit premise, and devilish costuming. Sandra’s mother has called an older man to her home — he is a retired school official with a taste for the old days. Sandra has become impossible and her mother wants to arrange a punishment session. The retiree reminds the mother that the rules have changed — ‘These things have to be done very privately, in my home.’ The gent goes to the window to await the arrival of Sandra. A car pulls up and a schoolgirl gets out. She sees the disciplinarian looking down on her in the street, through shadowy windows, a Henry James scene. Her apprehension is palpable. Sandra is admitted, a trim brunette in school sweater and skirt, blouse, necktie, knee

A short story followed by analysed illustrations from  Roué 10 If there’s one venue which turns up in spanking literature more than any other when there’s a young lady’s bottom to be spanked, it’s a school. This isn’t surprising, since smacked bottoms are associated chiefly with the wrongdoings of those not yet mature enough to act in an adult way, and with a school as a starting point the writer, or artist, has a ready framework within which to construct his tale or to delineate his picture. A school setting is ideal. For one thing it would be perfectly believable for a school to be populated with those eminently smackable young things, teenage schoolgirls, and furthermore it would not be beyond the bounds of credibility for that school in which these potentially bare-bottomed young ladies reside to be an institution in which discipline, as applied to the knickerless feminine posterior, is rigidly enforced. That attribute, an authorita

The story from Blushes Supplement 27 continues… There  is  hoovering to be done. Buzee-Bee work. In here the sitting room and out in the hallway for a start, Mr Philpot says. After that… a non-committal grunt that could imply anything. Jill, the Buzee-Bee, is anyway not conjecturing. Her head is crammed with what has happened already. There is too much in that pretty blonde head to consider what  else  may be in store. She reaches down to turn on the switch. Bending is not easy in this skirt, she has to bend at the knees. The skirt of Mr Philpot’s uniform. Skin-tight. Slinky black silk. Moulding her slim-waisted but otherwise not-so-slim form. Short (above the knees) and a very tight fit — the result of Mr Philpot’s perspiration-producing manipulations with that tape measure. The dress is  too  tight: Mr Philpot quite likely has only a certain range of sizes and has chosen to err on the side of tightness. Unless of course it is