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.

8 December
13:33 minutes
It was time for my boys’ weekly dose of castor oil. They hate it. One of them, Peter, had been sent to have his bottom dressed after a beating from the Headgirl and the Headmistress. They hadn’t done a very good job, it was hardly red. I laid into him SAVAGELY with my cane and he was really struggling to take it. I LOVE my job.... I’d only given the boy 23 hard strokes with the smoked cane so far, only just warming up. “This is going to hurt” I told him. And it did! After a few more I took my shoes off so I could cane full strength. I changed the cane for one that was more controllable. The smoked whippy one cuts beautifully but I like my marks to be parallel and neat and that’s easier with a stiffer cane. “Good job I’m good at first aid” I remarked as I rained down the severest of strokes in quick succession. He was in trouble now and clearly having difficulty taking his thrashing. I had to tell him to keep his head down as it was jerking back in agony. I got to the end and sent him for the first aid kit. Boy, did he need it now! Now THAT’S a level of discipline of which I approve.
1 December
17:46 minutes
When Daddy called me to his room with canes, straps and paddles laid out I thought I was for it because of the non school regulation sexy heels I was wearing but it turned out the school had complained that I hadn’t done 100 silly lines yesterday. They couldn’t spank me but he could. He put me over his knee and spanked my bare bottom HARD for what seemed like forever. So hard that his hand was hurting so he took the hairbrush to me and tanned my bare bottom harder and longer than ever before. My being cheeky only made it worse. When he looked me in the face and demanded an apology he smelled cigarettes and caned the living daylights out of me. 12 severe strokes and 2 extras because I swore. The last one made my knees buckle. He wouldn’t stop and strapped me on the bed with pillows under my blistered bottom. The sound of leather on my bottom was frightening, the pain was excruciating. Next he used Mum’s carpet beater, which was like lots of canes at once and finally an oak paddle which reduced me to tears. Then, sobbing my poor red eyes out, I went to write my 100 lines.
24 November
14:29 minutes
I told Peter to resubmit the awful homework he gave me last week. He was to get the punishment I had dished out at the time. He had a very insolent manner today. I opened my jacket to reveal a tawse across my left shoulder then made Peter bend over his desk for 6 of the best. The foolish boy lost count so I made him kneel with his hands out. He forgot which hand so I started again. I took him by the ear to administer a thrashing in the gym. When I went to pull his underpants down I was stunned to find rubber shorts underneath. Foolish boy! His thrashing would be more severe and I upped the punishment from 12 to 18 strokes. Then I caned him as hard as I could. After all, he had his magic shorts to protect him, didn’t he? He made a cheeky remark and he got it rapid-fire. You can tell by his voice that this was really hurting. Then, near the end, he lost count so I went back to 12. At 18 I pulled down his ridiculous rubber shorts and what a red bottom! Then a button popped off my jacket and he told me why. BIG MISTAKE. I thrashed him good and proper, brutally and quickly until my arm ached. Only then did I let him go.
17 November
16:42 minutes
My employer makes me wear a French Maid costume to clean the house. I thought I'd spice it up by wearing a vintage girdle and tan stockings with a pair of VERY sexy high heels. When he came in he was furious. He hates me to wear stockings and demanded they came off. My funny comments were making things worse and before I knew it I was across his knee. Down came my panties and he spanked my bare bottom. He relished every spank and they got harder. I made the mistake of asking for a hairbrush. I was going to tidy my hair while over his knee but he had another idea entirely. He gave me firm, sharp smacks with the brush! I pleaded but it was no good. When he rubbed my red hot bottom I called him a pervert and he REALLY gave me some hard slaps. ! Why can't I keep my mouth shut? He said I was to receive 12 strokes, made me bend over and pulled down my panties. As if that would make a difference! I had to count but got confused with the searing pain and counted 8 twice so I got an extra stroke. After 12 he rubbed his hand over my bottom and pulled up my panties before putting me back to work.
10 November
24:41 minutes
I had given Roy his annual appraisal and had nothing good to say. He was going to be disciplined. No warnings, I'd rather SPANK. It was that or lose his job. Shoes and trousers off and over my knee. I really laid into him with the hairbrush. He was really struggling to take it, wincing and gasping with each blow, but I wanted this to be a much more severe punishment. Bent over, I took a slipper to his bare, red bottom. I slipped off my tight, knee length high heeled boots to get a better swing. I was making him gasp with every stroke and getting harder every time. I had a hidden camera, I told him, for blackmail. We still had plenty of time so I picked out my oak paddle and used it brutally. I really don't know my own strength. Then I told him he wouldn't have a job unless he accepted a thrashing with my dragon cane. I selected my favourite, my most painful crook-handled cane. He was going to get 12 strokes of my rod. Nasty implement, the cane. Especially in my hands when I'm seriously displeased. He knew I had a camera running and I suggested we made a movie. "How to Succeed in a Man's World." He wasn't very amused.
3 November
15:14 minutes
I was in detention. He caught me chewing gum. I had to put my hands out and he gave me a painful dose of the Irish Discipline Strap. It hurt! He said only the naughtiest girls get Headmaster’s detention and after punishment by the teacher the Head decides on additional correction. I had to bend over my desk, skirt up and he spanked me hard. I kicked and squealed and tried to get up but he pushed me firmly down. This was all for asking the French teacher what the French word for “penis” was. A little French counting practice and it was over the horse for me and continued to beat me with the Irish Discipline Strap. He leathered my already painful bottom. I managed to last to 10 with a lot of squealing and rubbed my tender bottom under my knickers. He said my bottom needed very severe treatment and I knew what was coming. It was gown and mortarboard off for the cane. OH, help! I hate the cane! I jumped up after the third swish squealing and kicking and when he had finished he admired his handiwork. How badly he’d marked my poor, poor bottom. He made me say thank you before he would let me go.
27 October
8:28 minutes
Last Halloween a gang of local boys were very, very rude to me. I’m a very private person, I have a cat and I wear long tight black dresses. They called me a witch and the ringleader threw an egg at my window. I was extremely cross, I can tell you. So this year I set a trap. I bought fake cobwebs, a witches hat and thick-handled broomstick and I borrowed a vintage riding crop. When Peter arrived, trick or treating at my door, he had no idea what was in store for him. He was putty in my hands. I can be VERY authoritarian and before he knew what hit him he was bare-bottomed and bent over. THEN I hit him with the crop. MY, how he flinched as I tanned his arse. The thick handle of the broom was just the thing to blister his bottom as I thrashed him unmercifully. Now THAT was a witches spell! But did Peter get a trick or did he get a treat? You decide, HAHAHA.
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.
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