It is a sunny afternoon in midsummer, the sort of day when people would prefer to be out in the open air than at work indoors. When children should be running along beaches or riding bicycles or stealing early apples from someone’s orchard. In the town…
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Hot Secretary Spanked by her Boss #3
Another from this excellent series.
Lovely firm bottom.
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A Certain Type of Girl – Schoolgirl Spanking Stories
I felt the usual hot flutter of nerves as my name was called out in class. A few moments before, a Prefect had brought in a note and handed it to Miss Spencer. She gazed at it unemotionally through horn-rimmed spectacles. ‘Alison,’ she said, eyebrows r…
Hot Secretary Spanked by Her Boss #2
Some more from this fantastic series and a personal favourite..
GREAT PHOTO !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Prefects Pleasure – Schoolgirl Spanking Stories
You know how it is. No matter how close a group of people seem to be to one another, there’s always one who’s really only on the fringes and whose membership of the gang is more tenuous than that of the others. It was like that at my school: there was …
Now, That is What I Call Domination! Or is it? Discuss! (Part 1)
See last post for explanation (but read this bit first as the last posting follows on from it)
In the comments section a couple of posts ago ‘imreadonl2′ wrote something interesting that caught my attention, whetted my appetite and got the ball rolling – now lets see where it rolls to:
‘imreadonl2′ wrote “The wonder of “institutionalization” is the way that it quickly destroys a girl’s identity and sense of self.
Attending classes, eating with the other girls in the mess hall, sleeping next to them in the dorm, wearing your smart uniform, with the tie knotted tightly and your white socks straight, toeing the line. Guilty-or-not, it is soon impossible think of yourself as anything but “one of the girls.”
And then there are the little indignities, which taken together, add up to a crushing weight: being addressed by your last name, being scolded for slouching, or being swatted across the behind and accused of “dallying” when you pause to chatter with your friends.
Relentlessly belittled and corrected, your self-esteem rapidly erodes. You come to think of yourself as “incorrigible” and “delinquent”, the memory of your past accomplishments and accolades fading as rapidly as a forgotten dream.
You hate it when the Headmaster brings tour groups thru while you’re in the shower, and feel humiliated as you feel the male visitor’s eye’s roam freely up and down your naked body. You comfort yourself that they don’t you, or, to be more accurate, who you once were, and now see you only as what you (in your heart) now know that you are, just another naked delinquent justly and properly sentenced to an indefinite term of strict reformatory discipline.
I reply:
“Hi, ‘imreadonly2′! That’s an interesting analysis of the concept of the destruction (I prefer ‘erosion’ for some reason) of “a girl’s identity and sense of self.” But it does bring up a couple of issues. For example, take the phrase; ‘…pause to chatter with [her] friends.’
This partial phrase in itself raises two questions in my mind. (1) Should a detainee be allowed sufficient latitude to form close relationships in the first place and (2) should inter-detainee ‘chatter’ be allowed under any circumstances, whatever form it might take? Imagine the sense of isolation suffered by the poor thing if surrounded by a cohort of others yet disallowed from communicating directly with any of them in any manner, under the continual threat of the cane or the strap for any slip – or indeed one of several subtle psychological punishments of even greater corrective efficacy. Surely far more psychologically stressful – if lovingly instigated, supervised, and with sufficient attention to detail – than simple solitary confinement?
The part about a subject “relentlessly belittled and corrected” resulting in rapid erosion of self-esteem and the subject coming to think of herself as “incorrigible” and “delinquent” is interesting, although I’m not fond of the terms “incorrigible” and “delinquent” in this context – ‘inferior’ or ‘inept’ might be
more apt terms. As for “…the [the subject's] memory of past accomplishments and accolades fading as rapidly as a forgotten dream.” Yes, this would seem a worthwhile outcome to be expected of such a regimen. I seem to think that both aspects have been explored – both social isolation and continual belittling and correction – have been employed in a psychological research context in the past. The latter belittling and correction approach could indeed be applied quite subtly given the right context, so subtly and gradually that the subject herself might not be consciously aware of what is happening to her even as her personality is being remodeled according to someone else’s template.
Now that. I think, is real domination!
On the right: The Finished Article? (Actually, just how right is this pic? Fantastic? Certainly got me thinking! If only her hands were in the prayer position it would be perfection – it’s that close! Taken, or re-blogged or whatever you’d like to call it, from Cornertime for naughty girls, just click pic to visit – highly recommended!)
Now, That is What I Call Domination! Or is it? Discuss! (Part 2)
I am currently sitting, working through my email pile in an Enfield (North London) coffee bar (Neros – it has free WiFi but too many screaming babies). In writing terms I am ‘high and at the moment having self-forbidden alcohol for medical reasons (? alcoholic peripheral neuropathy) and if not for that selfsame email burden would have been otherwise left completely devoid of inspiration. As it is the though has suddenly struck me that it might be instructive and inspirational to all concerned if I were to more widely disseminate a dialog that seems to have developed between regular contributor, ‘imreadonly2′ and yours truly.
Partly this is a reiteration of some part of the comments section of an earlier post, partly it is taken from an email correspondence occasioned by the aforementioned contributor having found himself falling foul of some sort of quota limitation or other technical problem relating to the comments section.
All this I shall shortly post in two parts – this being part 2 – taking the most recent last so that it reads in a linear fashion and thus the flow of ideas is a more natural, intuitive one. The idea is that it should become an ongoing interaction, with all and sundry joining, thus stimulating imagination, ideas and creativity all round. I also hope to add some suitable pics as we go along – perhaps retrospectively.
Continued: See post immediately above.
‘imreadonl2′ wrote: “Whether “chatter” (and friendships) are allowed between the inmates is an interesting point, worthy of some discussion.
Total social isolation for long periods leads inexorably to insanity, so although isolation can be used for punishment, some form of social interaction is required. This was discovered at Eastern State Penitentiary when the Quakers introduced a reform system based on prayer and solitary confinement in the 18th century, and the inmates went mad.
I prefer a mixed model. When the girls are working in the mill, or in the plantation fields harvesting the crops, chatter is considered a distraction from work, and is punished.
However, the reformatory itself is run like a strict boarding school, and the girls (all over 18, or in their 20′s or 30′s) are allowed to “chatter” between classes, and during sports and such. But such communication is not pleasure, but rather a means to an end.
All communications are closely monitored, both thru a series of well compensated stoolies and prefects, and thru surveillance devices the girls are entirely unaware of. Friendships are allowed to form, but can easily be broken down when the surveillance is used to convince one of the girls that her ersatz “friend” has betrayed her to the Headmaster. Feeling betrayed, the girl becomes even more socially isolated and alone, and dependent on the direction of her masters.
Teasing and bullying is encouraged, both to break down the spirit of the girls, and as part of the social order to keep the girls inline, as it allows the girls to largely police themselves. A “good” girl can become the lesbian bitch of a tougher inmate, and then be punished by her fellow inmates gang for the misdeeds she refuses to, and by the authorities in charge for the crimes she does reluctantly commit (including the forced lesbianism itself). Placing the “good” girl in such an impossible situation quickly erodes her sense of righteousness, and gradually convinces her that the court’s sentence of delinquency was in fact entirely justified.
Your point is you prefer incompetence to delinquency, but that can be accomplished as well. A girl who is particularly pretty may be fitted with dental braces, with head gear that must be worn 24/7, giving her a lisp. Another girl may be given special exercises for her “chicken legs” or an especially distasteful diet to help her “manage her weight.” A young woman good at math can be placed in a Latin class; a former doctor may be made to scrub bedpans in the ward, where her medical advice is pointedly ignored. Or perhaps she is given a diuretic that makes her wet the bed, and is then made to wear a sailor’s cap, and a sign that says “Sailor Sandy” for the next week, so she can be teased by the other girls.
The young woman may or may not be aware of the psychological underpinnings of what is being done to her, but understanding it will make it all the more painful. Slowly, inexorably, she will feel herself slipping away… ”
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Yeah, that’s how hard he’s going to spank your bottom..
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