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Original Spanking Art — Darcy 13: Visiting Grandpa

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A visit with grandpa at the home. He is getting a little forgetful, and often mistakes his granddaughter for one of the many errant pupils he dealt with back when he was a headmaster. No amount of protests will persuade him he’s mistaken. In fact the harder she protests, the harder he spanks! But sometimes Susan thinks maybe it’s just an act. Either way, who can blame him?

Mr Mascoll’s Playsuit

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Story from Uniform Girls 13. The re-appearance of the inventive Mr Mascoll from  Flights of Fancy . A girl in a garden. A very pretty garden and a very pretty girl. A pretty English garden on a warm and drowsy summer afternoon. The pretty girl is English too. The garden is large, spacious, kept private from prying eyes by a wealth of shrouding evergreen trees and shrubs. Within this protective greenery is an immaculate expanse of close-trimmed lawn with at either side arbours and pergolas of climbing red and pink roses. Beyond is a large ornamental pond in which golden-orange fish glide between pink water lilies. The water has attracted bright blue dragonflies which flit above its surface, now and then alighting on lily pads. The water has also attracted the pretty girl. She is seated in a deckchair on the paved front area watching the fish and dragonflies. She is tall and shapely and ash blonde in addition to being pretty. Long slim youthful limbs lightly tanned, coltish. The

What Bottoms Are For

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A classic Blushes video featuring a couple of blondes who were regulars in the magazine. Away from home for the first time, two girls who have behaved disappointingly at home are sentenced to a weekend of disciplinary training such that they will never want to repeat; cold dips in the pool first thing in the morning are the least of their problems! The girls are first made to change into outfits which will afford ready access to their bottoms during the course of their first day with their disciplinarian host, then the maid is summoned and ‘made an example of’ so that the girls are left with no illusions as to what’s in store for them if they do not toe the line. Mr Quigley wastes no time in finding an opportunity to introduce the girls themselves to the realities of a well-spanked bottom; the girls are adequately and tearfully impressed! First thing next morning, with the sun hardly above the horizon, both girls are bullied int

Flights of Fancy

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Story from Blushes 24 An English garden on a drowsy English summer afternoon. A very charming garden, although its charm does not lie in its orderliness. It is, indeed, an exuberantly dis-ordered garden. Mr Mascoll’s garden is what is called a wild garden. That is he doesn’t weed flower beds or put weedkiller on his lawn. Instead plants are invited to grow as they will, invaders as welcome as the rest. The result is that Mr Mascoll’s garden resembles more a field of ripening hay with rich grasses enthusiastically thrusting up their tall seed stalks in competition with a multitude of meadow plants; wild buttercup and dandelion and shepherd’s purse, Queen Anne’s lace and cornflower, crimson poppies and mauve mallows. All of this riotous growth brings a great buzz of bees with various sorts of butterfly flitting here and there. Mr Mascoll has not left his garden completely to its own devices however. He does mow a narrow strip down

Evacuee

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Story from Janus 31 by R.T. Mason On 1 September 1939 the BBC announced that the German Armies had invaded Poland. As time went by all over London, hundreds of thousands of schoolchildren were to be seen heading for railway and bus stations. It was the Great Evacuation, taking them to areas of presumed safety. Many, no doubt, were to wish they could have stayed where they were… ----//---- The Morgan Thomas School for Girls. The very name sounded alien and threatening. Her first morning there and she stood in the playground feeling quite lost. Her sense of isolation was increased by the fact that all the other girls wore the proper uniform whereas 16-year-old Janet Newman, newly evacuated to this small Welsh town, was in her own school uniform from faraway London. The bell sounded, the girls went in; someone said the Headmaster wanted to see her. And then — if the rest had been alien and vaguely threatening this was just  unb