Room 2D

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Here are a final six orphaned Alan Bell illustrations, some unearthed by Uncle George. They aren’t linked in theme. This one is titled You Hunt a Fox and I Get a Vixen! : This untitled one was (re)published in Dear Blushes 66: This one, titled Crumpled Note , was published in Justice 45: This is from the Contents page of Roué 3: This lovely nurse appeared on the cover of Roué 23: And finally, this curious arrangements of punishees illustrated the Letters pages of Roué 23:

A very old Roué video — the dodgy production values have a certain nostalgic charm. Review from spankingfilmreview.com: M/f; 26 minutes Early CP films featured young ladies losing their knickers to tutors, piano instructors, ‘uncles,’ an occasional traffic officer or customers official, etc. Naughty ageplay characterization of the British Vice, vestiges of Victorian life, and surely a perk of having young women in your control. The girls never seem to object too much. This early Roué has its attendant weak production values. A very cute brunette — a wonderful omen, arrives at her tutor’s house, tardy. The tutor, a familiar Roué predator ( Big Girls Do Cry , Half-Term Punishments , among others), wearing a beard this time, greets her and reads a letter from Jane’s parents, full permission to punish her. The tutor draws the curtains and flexes a cane; it is clear the festivities will commence shortly. Jane must undre...

Story from Roué 20 by Barry Roberts Leonard Dawson put the register away in the top drawer of his desk, returned his pen to the inside pocket of his jacket and looked up over the top of his glasses at the girl sitting at her desk in the second row, the only girl left in the classroom — all the others having departed for their first lesson of the day. The time had come for him to embark on the first phase of his plan. He cleared his throat and spoke. ‘I suppose you are aware of what you are in for?’ ‘Yes, sir,’ she said miserably. ‘What is that?’ ‘I’ll have to report to the Headmistress, sir.’ ‘And?’ ‘She’ll give me the cane, sir.’ ‘Anything else, Julia?’ ‘I, er, don’t think so, sir.’ He had guessed correctly — she  had  forgotten. ‘Don’t you recall the Headmistress’ speech to the school on the opening day of term?’ ‘No, sir, I mean… I don’t know, sir.’ He rose, strolled to the window and, after a b...

Story from Roué 23. Could this possibly be a sighting of   Verushka Granchova who we saw in Under the Hammer  in Janus, and  Comrade Verushka ,  Isolation Wing  and  The Unseen Eye  in Blushes Supplement? A room. A bed with a white coverlet turned neatly back, bed-linen crisp, pillow plump. Varnished floorboards, slippery under the rug, a blind at the window pulled partway down, institutional green. An institutional room. A photograph in a plain frame on a cabinet beside the bed, a girl smiling at the camera. Books on a desk, clothes in an open wardrobe, an upright wooden chair. A pair of knickers turned half inside-out, forsaken on the shiny floor. The door is ajar, and beyond is a corridor. Outside this room a girl leans her back and her bottom against the wall, long legs propping her at an angle, one knee slightly overlapping the other so that her air of waiting has a suggest...