Upon Reflection
From Blushes Supplement 2
‘Won’t do it again, you say, Whittaker? Hmm — that what
you said?’ Brown shoes slide against tiles as the housemaster paces the
room’s meagre length and turns at the far end.
‘Sir — sir —’ the girl stumbles snottily over the words, tearful and nervous of the cane which shivers malevolently in her chastiser’s hand, ‘Please sir — yes — yes, sir — honestly —’
‘Bottom had enough then, Whittaker? Eh?’
He stops directly behind her, close enough to feel the heat of thoroughly-spanked young buttocks radiating against the back of the hand that holds the cane. Despite its intimidating presence, that instrument hasn’t been used this afternoon except to emphasise the irritable gestures the teacher is wont to employ when lecturing obligingly disobedient girls.
‘Yes sir — oh, yes — !’ Jemima strains her head to see his face, her stool creaking in protest, wet-cheeked face confirming her declaration that her bottom has indeed had enough, sir! But the cane flicks waspishly at empty air as the housemaster spins on his heel and walks with deliberate strides to the far end of the room and back again, with ‘tut-tuts’ and ‘Hmph’s’ purposely intoned to tauten the atmosphere. He stops with a barely decent distance between the front of his trousers and Jemima’s worried young face as she continues to peep up at him dubiously, a tear rolling down one cheek. The moment stretches out until the girl drops her head and subsides across the stool with a plaintive sigh.
‘Actually I’m not sure your impudent little bottom has had
enough, Whittaker’ says the housemaster. ’I’ve decided to cane you after
all. Bottom up, Whittaker!’
Bewildered — there always seems to be a little hiatus whenever Jemima is made to come here for punishment, a few moments between getting spanked and, inevitably, getting caned, when she seems to be expected to say something; to respond to some initiative, the tenor of which she can’t ever quite put her finger on. Anyway — bewildered and nervous, Jemima gets her bottom smacked some more, and then the cane is flexed between bony fingers —
Jemima gets the almost statutory twelve good strokes, and
between each one she blubs quietly and wonders what on earth there could be
that she might do to avoid the awfulness of being caned after being spanked.
The housemaster takes his time and ponders whether the
girl’s ever going to take the hint; Jemima stops worrying about it after a bit,
being too concerned with the smart in her bum…
This is one of my all-time favourite Blushes pieces. The pictures and prose are perfectly blended. Everything about it works: Tracy Wilkes in schoolgirl uniform, her anguished expressions, the quality of the photography with the varied angles, the prose vignette with its heavy hints of the hint that the housemaster is dropping for an obliviously innocent, well spanked Jemima, and the sadistic deliciousness of "I've decided to cane you after all" once it's clear that, at least for now, giving the girl a good go with the stick is the gratification with which he'll need to make do.
ReplyDeleteWonderful. All the more wonderful with the knowledge that the young lady on the receiving end modelled under the name Liza Lane for Razzle magazine, and was the star of a series in which she travelled around the UK exposing herself in public for the camera. If ever a sexy young tart needed regular canings it was her. Bravo!
ReplyDeleteWouldn't it have been wonderful, too, if on one occasion the chaps at Razzle had taken Liza Lane to some sleepy English village where the tweedy gentlemen patrons of the village pub - all members of the Janus Privilege Club - better knew this shameless hussy as Tracy Wilkes from the pages of Blushes? After she'd finished flaunting herself on the village green for the vanilla Razzle photographer she'd be marched off by these red-faced locals to the pub's Function Room where the innkeeper would have already assembled a handsome collection of canes and where a Blushes photographer would be set up and waiting. As for Jemima's story, I suspect that some of the other girls in her dorm do indeed take the housemaster's hint when it's their turn to go bare-bum for a spanking over the stall. Let's hope the housemaster is wily enough to engineer the situation such that he gets both to 'take advantage' of such girls and to cane 'em anyway.
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ReplyDeleteQuite right, Colin, these young Jezebels are apt to get rather 'cock happy', even 'old cock happy', once they get it into their pretty little heads that all they have to do to avoid the cane's fiery justice is to spread their legs wide. Before you know it, they've got a chap wrapped around their little finger. For that reason, one must be very sparing with such 'quid pro quos'. Play your cards right, and they'll soon be accepting only the most minor of caning concessions in return for access to their more fleshy delights. Let's face it, when a fellow gets to a certain age there's only so much of that kind of thing he has the stamina to maintain anyway. And quite often it is only the pleasure he obtains from caning a floozy that is enough to make him rise to such an occasion.
DeleteQuite so. The details of the story suggest to me, however, that, in order to take his pleasure with a biddable girl, this particular housemaster need exert himself no further than to edge forward a little: the distance between "the front of his trousers" and the girl's "worried young face" is the question here, i.e. whether or not it remains a "barely decent" distance. I'm sure Liza Lane, if not Jemima, would know all about unzipping the flies of older men and "gobbling them off" (to use some coarse vernacular of the day). All a chap would have to do is stand still, enjoy the attention and reflect privately on the caning he's going to give her anyway.
ReplyDeleteI will add my appreciation of this delightful little story and accompanying photos. Jemima is just the sort of pretty girl that we gentlemen, were we her housemaster, would single out for a regular visit to that bare room. Her slim legs and pert bottom are just perfect to have bending over the stool for the cane, in the certain knowledge that we will eventually be making much more intimate contact, when the hint is taken.
ReplyDeleteAnd the mirror is a nice device, used in more than one Blushes story, so a girl's tearful face can be viewed.
I suspect that https://room2dspanking.blogspot.com/2023/06/whatever-next.html was the original inspiration.
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