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A story with an illustration from Darcy The weekends were always Cyril's favourite time of the weekend. Unsurprisingly, Violet, his young niece, felt differently. Since she’d come to stay with her uncle while her mother ‘got better’, which was how the family referred to her occasional visits to the rehab clinic, she had grown to dread the end of the week. On school nights she would receive the occasional spanking. But, on Friday, Cyril cleared the evening so that he might properly administer the corrective discipline a wayward young girl like Violet needed. After dinner at 6.30 she would be sent to shower and make herself presentable, before meeting in the lounge at 7.30, hair neatly brushed, a modicum of makeup permitted and in her school uniform. Cyril would lecture her as to the dangers of drink and drugs. The lecherous desires of young men. The temptations that a girl’s own physical cravings created. All this while she squirmed and wriggled over his lap as he spanked her te

From Uniform Girls 8 — we’re back at Kingswood School for Girls ( The Games Mistress ) where, as we've seen,  they take the training and discipline of teachers very seriously… ‘The only possible problem I can see you having is with discipline,’ said the Headmaster. ‘I’m afraid our previous spiritual adviser was led a bit of a dance. The assumption seemed to be that as a man of the cloth he was an easy touch. And unfortunately this turned out to be more or less true.’ They were in the Head’s study, Mr Dowling and the Reverend James Lambton. The latter was to take the place of the unfortunate Reverend Gostling in part-time duties with Religious Knowledge and also assist with Music at Kingswood School for Girls. James Lambton, in his thirties, was considerably younger than his predecessor: he could even warrant the appellation ‘ trendy young priest ’. But were trendy young priests noted for discipline? That was what concerned the

PUNISHMENT HUMILIATION Dear Sirs, I feel that I must respond to B.L.’s letter published in  Blushes Supplement Number Nine . I totally agree with everything he says! Your magazine whilst still being streets ahead of the rest of its type has deteriorated very slightly in recent issues. You seem to be falling into the trap of producing the same old schoolgirl stories which although appreciated can become somewhat repetitive. I realise that schoolgirls do lend themselves to being placed in punishment/ humiliation situations and that perhaps you are trying to keep the stories fairly realistic but I think that you must continue to be adventurous and novel even if this calls for a greater fantasy element. I certainly endorse B.L.’s views that girls should be humiliated to the extreme. Lots have some real embarrassment! Let’s hear of girls fainting with embarrassment! Let’s really see them blush — what about showing and describing their tits blushing! The baring of their tits is of cour

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  From Blushes 17, continued from  The Games Mistress  and  The Games . ‘What’s it like this Kingswood School?’ asked Kevin. He had met Christine at the station and it was naturally his first question after some enthusiastic kissing. ‘And why this last minute change of plans?’ Because it was Saturday lunchtime and Christine had originally been planning to come on Friday evening. ‘I did tell you on the phone, Kevin. It’s not easy, everyone wanting to go off for the weekend and so… I almost couldn’t come at all.’ Christine had been all set to leave on Friday evening but then at the last minute Mr Dowling had changed his mind, said there wouldn’t be enough staff for the weekend. It had only been an excuse of course, to get her to… ‘Don’t Kevin, please  please …’ Christine said distractedly, pushing his hand away from her leg. ‘You can’t drive and do that at the same time.’ ‘What’s the Head like?’ asked Kevin reluctantly putting two hands on the steering wheel. ‘At least it’s a man. Does h