Room 2D

A Chastising Service of the 1880s laid bare Historical recreation researched and written by  Richard Manton,  from Janus 38. On 26 July 1889, an advertisement appeared in the  Church Times . It was addressed to the parents of unruly daughters, to teachers of delinquent schoolgirls, to masters of female reformatories, and to those employers whose young women treated their superiors with insolence and contempt. BIRCH RODS. — These useful articles, for which there is an increasing demand, may be had from the depot. Of different sizes. — Mrs. CLAPP, St. John’s-road, Clifton. Mrs Clapp’s surname might have raised a smile, but it was as real as everything else about her. She ran a thriving business in the regency elegance of Bristol’s most prosperous suburb. Her advertisement might cause a flutter in the press of the 1980s but not a century ago when Victorian Values were firmly in the saddle. After all, if girls were to be birched, the birch-rods had to come from somewhere....

A Paradox video with a similar look and feel to its Finishing School Discipline videos. In an austere correctional facility girls are stripped and thrashed by a female warden. The senior medical officer is also authorised to use the cane on selected inmates. The girls learn their lesson the hard way at The Offender Correction Unit. Review from  www.spreview.net : [note, the video in this post is the 34 minute ‘Deluxe’ version which I think is just the second part of a fuller two and a half hour three-part film. I have edited the description below accordingly] Bare bottom embarrassment, a golden oldie, in three parts, a lot like Paradox’s wonderful  Finishing School Discipline , in this case where a sequence of girls are punished in the same way. The story may sound monotonous, but the girls are sweet, the Matron is evil, and the camera crew must have enjoyed spanking. The production was so entertaining we cannot help gi...

A follow-up to Early Morning Call from Uniform Girls 20 ‘But you can’t, sir!’ Melinda protested. ‘I’m afraid that’s where you’re wrong, young lady. Mr Hyams has given me instructions that you are to be thrashed.’ ‘But the  cane! ’ The spanking the grim-looking man had given her that morning was still vivid in her memory, and the thought of a pliable cane being wielded by that same eager hand was a source not so much of concern, but of terror. ‘Seven o’clock sharp, Melinda, on the landing. Gym kit.’ He turned sharply and was gone. Melinda pouted. She couldn’t argue. What Mr or Mrs Hyams said, was law. And if Mr Hyams had said she must be thrashed, there was no way out of it. The rest of the afternoon passed in nervous anticipation. After her sleepless night preceding the early morning spanking, she was tired and irritable with the other girls during the day. One of them, Amanda, correctly surmised the reason...