Welcome to our world of Corporal Punishment, where naughty boys and girls are spanked HARD! This is a member's only site with a difference... bored of seeing Domestic Discipline websites that produce the same type of movies in the same sets, over and over again, we decided to create our own part of the web; produced with passion for those who appreciate variety and love good old fashioned British spanking.

Step into a world where beautiful ladies still wear old favourites - demure blouses, tight pencil skirts, fully fashioned nylon stockings and suspenders, red lipstick and stiletto heels; and watch as their pert, round bottoms wiggle across your screen, ready to either administer or take a strict, severe and merciless punishment for YOUR viewing pleasure. Sometimes thoroughly brutal, but always cruel to be kind. Whether as Aunt, Head Mistress, Lady of the Manor, Boss, Head Girl, Matron, Secretary or any other character, they all administer punishments with a no nonsense approach to correction....... unless they are being corrected themselves of course! 

Non-stop hand spanking, slippering, paddling, strapping, tawsing, hair brushing and caning - brought to you by true lovers of corporal discipline.

20 October
12:56 minutes
As Miss Akroyd’s Form Teacher she was sent to me for writing graffiti on the toilet walls. When I questioned her she just found the whole incident funny. She’d been warned about her behaviour and I had no choice but to put her across my knee and give her a good, old-fashioned spanking. She squealed and complained. Further denial got her an even harder spanking. When I let her stand up she was insolent and wouldn’t even respect me enough to stand up straight so I took the ruler to her hands. When she looked contemptuously at me I thought enough was enough and sent her to the Headmaster for a caning. He made her admit her misdemeanor and gave her a good telling-off, cane in hand, She tried to make excuses but he wasn't having that, bent her over the desk, lifted her short skirt and took his painful knobbly cane to her bottom, time and time again. She squealed and stamped but he gave her a very sore and striped bottom before he let her go.
13 October
24:42 minutes
My Boss was not at all happy with the way I was treating my office junior, Katie and wanted me to apologise for the humiliating dressing-down I had given her in the office. I refused, point blank. It was an apology or a spanking and before I could argue I was over his knee and he was spanking me hard, on and on. Soon my skirt came up, then my slip. When that didn’t work he laid into my crimson bottom with a hairbrush and a leather slipper. My word, they really hurt but I wouldn’t give in. He bent me over a sofa and thrashed me with a riding crop. I only just managed to take it. This was real! Down came my dress and out came the heavy leather strap, used with a heavy hand! My girdle, stockings and even my panties had to go and he birched me cruelly. I was meant to get 6 but ended up getting 18, by which time I was crying. He said he’d filmed this so I’d better do as he says or the office will see it. And probably get another thrashing too!
6 October
5:40 minutes
“Come here!” barked Miss Akroyd, “you know what you’ve done”. I tried to protest but it was over her knee for me and she didn’t half spank me hard. Miss Akroyd has hands like hardwood it hurt. I couldn't keep still, wincing and squirming with each slap. Now with trousers down it was back over her knee, my bottom was getting bright red but she wouldn’t let me rub it. “I have a wooden spoon” she menacingly told me to which, in the circumstances, I foolishly replied that she had it because she was always stirring shit! Well! Then I REALLY got it. I thought I’d been spanked quite severely enough and my bottom was glowing (and throbbing) but Miss Akroyd insisted that my panties came down. She spanked me some more on my poor, burning, bare bottom and the launched into another rapid-fire session with the wooden spoon. HARD! She showed me no mercy whatsoever and really scorched me. I wriggled and squirmed and squealed and rubbed. It was pure agony. Eventually her sadistic needs were fulfilled and she let me up. I stalked off in a strop and Miss Akroyd looked very pleased with her handiwork.
29 September
17:26 minutes
I had finally found the perfect Husband and we were on our honeymoon. When I say perfect I mean he has a fantastic income with opportunities for promotion to increase his salary. And he will do EXACTLY as I say. I think he was hooked when I let him spank me but that, I made clear, stops right now. He, on the other hand, will be thrashed regularly for any failure to please his new wife. I told him I would be in charge from now on and to get the message across I put him over my knee, on the edge of the marital bed, and gave him a very severe spanking. I’d only played at spanking him until I got a ring on his finger! He still wasn’t getting the idea so I took a leather paddle I’d packed and he got a blistering paddling with that. I’d train him. Just to make the situation perfectly clear I took a wicked knobbly cane to him. My Mother used that for years on my Father and he did everything she asked. Best wedding present she could have given me. Peter endured his initiation into marital bliss but was expecting to share the bed with me. No chance! He might stain the sheets. Maybe when his cuts heal!
22 September
10:58 minutes
The Headmaster stormed in to my office saying the report I’d compiled for his meeting had three vitally important issues for discussion missing. He was furious and my apologies were not enough. He brought me to the front of my desk and told me I took a lot of trouble on my appearance, right down to my fully fashioned stockings, but not enough on my work. “I’m going to punish you like any other girl in the school” he told me. He made me bend over my desk and spanked me firmly and my squeals and complaints made no difference. He led me in to the schoolroom by my ear and spanked my bottom and when he stopped I thought it was over. However, he placed a cushion on the desk to raise my bottom. I told him I was too old for a spanking and he agreed. “Yes you are, you’re going to get the cane.” Then he gave me a good caning. He didn’t think I’d learned my lesson and tawsed me on very tender cheeks. I wasn’t thinking and said he needed to get laid or something and went back to work with the cushion to put under my aching, throbbing bottom.
15 September
22:32 minutes
My Form Master had been getting too fond of disciplining us girls so I decided to give him a taste of his own medicine. I put him over my knee and spanked him as hard as I could, first on his underpants, then on the bare. I was enjoying this. I crossed my legs to stretch the skin more and he had the cheek to look at my thighs. I flailed him with my hand and told him I be caning him later. He wouldn’t be quiet and seemed to like the sound of his own voice. I swished a cane loudly and told him that was the sound I liked. I bent him over my desk and took a plimsoll to him HARD. I was going to thrash the living daylights out of him. He got up and thought I’d finished but I tanned him very hard indeed with my hairbrush, bent him over the horse and gave him a SEVERE caning. 12 of the best and he felt every one, believe me. I asked myself if I’d done a good job. NOT HALF!
8 September
3:11 minutes
That girl of mine had been causing trouble all week and I’d finally had enough. I sat down and told her to fetch the slipper. “You’re going over my knee for the spanking of your life, girl” I told her. Over she went and I put the slipper on her back because she knows if she squirms and it falls off she’ll get a slippering to remember. Down came her flimsy panties. “Bad girls get spanked on their bare bottoms” I reminded her as I spanked her as hard as I could. “PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE”, she pleaded but I kept raining down spanks on her bottom. Then I reached for the slipper and her bottom went bright crimson. She was still tearfully pleading for me to stop but I carried on. I made her stand, blubbing, hands on head, facing the wall until her Dad got home. Then she’d be for it...
1 September
28:52 minutes
I will not tolerate idle employees and, despite all my efforts, Peter my stable hand was not improving, despite regular thrashings. I determined that I WILL make a good worker of him if it costs him the skin on his lazy backside. Finding my saddle was filthy I took my crop to him, severely, in a loose box then left him, bare bottomed in the winter cold while I fetched a crop he knows and dreads. I thrashed him, stroke after agonising stroke, then left him to ponder his shortcomings while I had a cup of tea. When I returned he pleaded with me not to beat him any more but I caned him savagely for making me look weak to my friends, then sent him back to work. Soon after I found him slacking and had no choice but to give him the caning of his life. Luckily for him my dear friend arrived for some eggs and I had to stop but soon found him pretending to work when I’d had the job done by others. I REALLY gave him a caning for that and reduced him to tears before locking him in the loose box overnight. He’ll learn!
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