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Dear Sir, This is just a line to thank you for the continuing excellence of your magazines, Blushes and Uniform Girls . You have done some features lately with the girls bent over their desks or beds with their legs wide open with good revealing photos of all their wonderful private bits showing very clearly while they were being caned — super poses! Only please can we have pictures of your girls being caned like this while wearing black stockings and suspenders. You never seem to give us the exciting poses of ‘bent over legs wide open charms’ of the girls wearing black stockings and suspenders. Why not? Please can we have a much much higher percentage (say 99%) of your models wearing black or dark brown nylon stockings. And why do you often forget to make the girls wearing stockings and suspenders take off their bras and display their boobs. All girls being disciplined should have to display their boobs. It’s not only more exciting to see but I’m sure it is an essential psych...

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The final instalment from Blushes 30 ‘Why not go on up now,’ Mr Bayton said. ‘Get your nightdress on. Or pyjamas. Whatever you’ve brought. And then… ah… Mr Woodling… Well, he might look in. For a chat. Before you go to bed.’ Back at Mr Bayton’s cottage after going out to the restaurant. Where Susan had managed a few bites of her meal but that was all. Not like Mr Bayton and his two guests heartily eating and drinking. Mr Bayton had said before they came down to the cottage that they were staying till tomorrow and to bring things for overnight. But she hadn’t thought then, had had no idea. Well you wouldn’t, how could you. Unless someone had said, had warned you. Mr Bayton’s cane. And Mr Dickson just yanking your knickers down like that. And Mr Woodling. Mr Woodling’s chat was going to be a chat like Mr Dickson’s. Susan knew that, she just  knew  it. A chat with her sitting on Mr Dickson’s lap. And then being turned over, ...

No less than four of Uncle George’s discoveries this week. To quote George himself: "These four, all from one edition, suggest to me an elderly chap enjoying his domestic guardianship of two nubile teens." Or (my suggestion) could this be the Rev Tristram Smithers with two of his Young Adventurers? Either way, it’s crying out for a story to explain what’s going on if anyone feels like getting creative… First up, The Punishment Begins : Secondly Sometimes More Intense Than Others : Thirdly Those Faithful Footsteps on the Stairs :   Finally After a Bath and Off to Bed : Some thorough drying with talc and towel before the hiker's friend, vasaline (sic), comes into use …

The second of three parts from Blushes 30 Shaking. Her knees. They wouldn’t keep still. And her bottom. Still a bit like an electric fire throwing out heat. The memory. Don’t think. But you couldn’t help thinking. Mr Bayton. And then those others. Clients. The bank’s clients. The two men, she couldn’t remember their names. Hadn’t taken them in because her bottom had been absolutely scorching when they had arrived and she had been introduced. ‘Our new young lady. Susan Maybury.’ In her awful bum-revealing outfit. With her bum bearing red marks from Mr Bayton’s cane. The two men and Mr Bayton. Having to make tea and take it in there. And… sort of stand for inspection. Her bottom. And everything else. ‘A lovely girl, Mr Bayton. A very lovely figure… and I trust she is going to be a reliable young lady.’ There had been approving comments regarding those red marks on her bottom. ‘Yes, she’s had her first taste,’ from Mr Bayton....

The start of a story in three parts from Blushes 30 ‘Induction, Miss Maybury. The bank’s induction course. Someone must have mentioned it?’ The grey-green eyes widened, blank. No. Unless someone had but she hadn’t taken it in. There was so much to learn when you had just started, at times it seemed  impossible  to take it all in. ‘I… don’t think so, Mr Bayton.’ Slightly apologetic. Well, when you had only been there less than a week and were keen to make a good impression. She couldn’t remember… pretty cheeks flushing ever so slightly. ‘Not to worry, Miss Maybury. There’s a lot to remember right at the outset. But the induction course is necessary if you’re to go over to the dealing side. We have to be ultra-cautious these days. What with all these insider dealing scares. You know what I mean.’ Not really. She read the papers of course but it didn’t always mean too much. But no doubt she would learn. Mr Bayton had a...